Little Dragon: This is a loooong chapter.
Harry*grinning* Damn straight!
Hermione: *rolls her eyes* And we'll be introducing new characters, her OC's, so be prepared people!
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Hermione: Little Dragon, it's time again.
Little Dragon: *whimpers* Please, don't make me do it.
Harry: Suck it up, LD. Tell the readers.
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They had to wait a few moments before they opened, revealing an aging woman in green robes. Hermione knew the instant she saw her that she wasn't one to be trifled with. It was the stern look in her greyish-green eyes and although her hair was black and in a very tight bun resting at the top of her head.
"The firs' years, Professor McGonagall.", said Hagrid.
Hermione guessed right, as the woman spoke it was clipped and stern, "Thank you Hagrid." She nodded curtly. McGonagall turned to the rest of the first years, "Follow me." She spared a glance at the soaked boys and seemed to grimaced as if remembering something unpleasant.
The elder woman led the group into the Entrance Hall. All of the first years looked around in awe, except for Hermione, Parvati, Padma and Lavender. They were talking happily with a nearby ghost.
The ghost was a young woman with a happy expression on her face, though it had been many years since she had looked happy.
Hermione asked excitedly, "There are more ghosts around the castle?" The ghost nodded and got a faraway look in her eyes, "Though you might want to be wary of the Bloody Baron."
Parvati got a sparkle in her eyes, "Looks like we know who we're talking to first."
Padma asked politely, "Excuse me ma'am, but could you please tell us your name?" The ghost smiled brightly, "Yes my dear Padma. Most refer to me as the Grey Lady, but my name is Helena."
The older witch cleared her throat and wiped the shocked expression from her face, "Welcome to Hogwarts. The start-of-term feast will begin shortly, but before you take your seats in the Great Hall….." Hermione lost track of what McGonagall was saying due to Harry poking her constantly and nudging her with his elbow. Ron poked her too, though not as often and harsher than Harry's.
Her patience dwindled and to stop it she elbowed them both rather hard in the gut and internally smirked at the two soft groans in result. She caught on to the last of what she was saying, "… I suggest you smarten yourselves up as much as you can." Again Hermione noticed how her eyes lingered in the four boys, "I will return for you when we are ready for you"
Professor McGonagall left the first years to themselves. Lavender turned to her three friends, her face pale, "Mione, Pav, Pad. What if we're not in the same houses?"
Hermione took her friend's hands into her own and looked her in her eyes, "Lav, if we end up in different houses then who cares? We'll still be friends."
Padma grabbed Hermione's left hand and Lavender's right while Parvati took Hermione's right and Lavender's left. Padma asked worriedly, "But what about the house rivalries I've heard about?"
Hermione snorted, "Who says we have to give a damn about the house rivalries? If they don't like us having friends outside of their houses then they can go and-"
Lavender coughed, grinning ear to ear, "Um, Mione? Do you really want to continue that sentence?"
The bushy haired girl blushed, but grinned also. Pav said solemnly, "Let's make a pact, each of us says one thing that we promise to each other." When the others nodded, she started, "Best friends, no matter what house we're in."
Padma continued, "We will work together, never letting another fall cause we'll be there to catch them." Lavender continued it, "Despite all odds may we ever beat up those causing harm, we'll be a family."
Hermione finished, "We'll defy the statis quo, never fitting into a stereotype, and help others who are doing the same as us."
Lavender grinned, "Hell yeah." They laughed quietly and had a group hug.
Someone coughed behind Hermione. She turned around to see Draco smirking, amusement apparent in his eyes, "Hey Granger."
Hermione smiled, "Hey Malfoy. What brings you over here?" He shrugged nonchalantly and glanced back to a group of people behind him, looking at the friends. Just as he was about to open his mouth Professor McGonagall walked back into the grand room and said, "Form a line, the Sorting Ceremony is about to begin."
The four got separated and Hermione ended up next to a girl with dirty blonde pigtails and rosy cheeks.
The one thought running through Hermione's head as the doors opened to the Great Hall was,
Oh shit
Hermione looked around in awe, the Grand Hall was HUGE! It could easily fit her house in it and her neighbor's too! The enchanted ceiling was amazing and she glanced at the girl beside her staring up at it as well. Hermione nudged her and whispered in her ear, "The ceiling's enchanted to look as though it's the sky."
The girl smiled shyly and whispered back, "Thanks. I'm Hannah Abbot."
"Hermione Granger at your service." Hermione replied, "Want to hang out after the first week? The weekend? Everyone needs at least one friend in the beginning to adjust."
The girl nodded excitedly and turned her attention back on the ceiling, while Hermione observed the staff table. Odd… Draco told me there were eighteen professors, but why is there one missing? Definitley odd.
The ones that stuck out the most to her was a beautiful black haired woman with very mischievous and intelligent blue eyes with a Hispanic descent, a handsome tanned dark haired man with dark brown eyes, a sandy haired man with many freckles and mesmerizing green eyes, a greasy haired man with beetle black eyes and a sandy haired man with scars and amused amber eyes. Then it hit her!
She saw the man with scars when she was at Diagon Alley and ran into Harry, he was the one who stopped her from leaving! Just what she needed, having to deal with a biased professor towards those he had a personal relationship with… it's not as if she hadn't dealt with them before.
Hermione turned her attention back onto Professor McGonagall. She placed a stool in front of the first years and on it was a very old hat.
Hermione shot a smug smirk at her best friends as they rolled their eyes at her. Just as her eyes landed back on the hat, it began to sing:
"Oh you may not think I'm pretty,
But don't judge on what you see,
I'll eat myself if you can find
A smarter hat than me.
You can keep your bowlers black,
Your top hats sleek and tall,
For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat
And I can cap them all.
There's nothing hidden in your head
The Sorting Hat can't see,
So try me on and I will tell you
Where you ought to be.
You might belong in Gryffindor,
Where dwell brave at the heart,
Their daring, nerve and chivalry
Set Gryffindors apart;
You might belong in Huffelpuff,
Where they are just and loyal,
Those patient Hufflepuffs are true
And unafraid to toil;
Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,
If you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind;
Or perhaps in Slytherin
You'll make your real friends,
Those cunning folk use any means
To achieve their ends.
So put me on! Don't be afraid!
And don't get in a flap!
You're in safe hands (though I have none)
For I'm a Thinking Cap!"
The Hall burst into applause. Professor McGonagall stood in front of the Great Hall and cleared her throat as the clapping died down, "Come up when your name is called and place the hat on your head."
The Scottish professor began reading off a list, "Abbott, Hannah." Hannah looked around nervously and Hermione gave her a quick squeeze of the hand before heading up to the stool. Once the hat was placed on her head, covering her eyes in the process, the Hall waited for a few moments before it cried out, "HUFFELPUFF!"
Hermione clapped loudly for her new friend, though the other first years looked at her strangely. McGonagall called out next, "Bones, Susan." The red head became another Huffelpuff and quickly walked over to sit beside Hannah.
"Boot, Terry!"
"RAVENCLAW!" The Ravenclaws cheered loudly for the new Ravenclaw as he went to sit with them, a look of relief etched in his face. "Brocklehurst, Mandy" also became a Ravenclaw.
Then the Scottish professor called out the first of the new best friends, "Brown, Lavender!"
(Lavender's POV)
I looked and sought out Padma's, Hermione's and Parvati's eyes as I heard my name being called. They all smiled at me reassuringly and mouthed, Good Luck.
I took a deep breath and walked up to sit on the stool, feeling slightly nervous with all eyes on me.
As the hat slipped on my head I heard it say in my mind, "Let's see what we have here… Ah. I see you are very loyal, a trait very valued in Huffelpuff. Though As I looked deeper that's not the house you should be in…"
I let out a sigh of relief, as it continued, "You are determined and cunning when needed, Slytherin would gain a great addition but let's venture further shall we? An impressive mind, but your focuses are not of Ravenclaw, you recognize there at things more important than the pursuit of knowledge.
"Bravery. Plenty of it I see. Combined with the fierce loyalty you've already gained for your new friends there's only one place where I see you fit" It stopped talking to me and called out to the rest of the Hall, "GRYFFINDOR!"
(Back to Hermione's Third POV)
Hermione clapped loudly for her friend as well as the Patail twins. They were definitely getting strange looks now from the older students. Parvati even whistled! Hermione just shrugged off the stares, they couldn't get to her.
McGonagall continued, down the list adding Michael Corner to Ravenclaw, Vincent Crabbe, Millicent Bulstrode and Gregory Goyle to Slytherin, Seamus Finnigan to Gryffindor and Justin Finch-Fletchley to Huffelpuff.
Then McGonagall called out, "Granger, Hermione!" She shot the Patail twins a nervous smile and they beamed at her, encouraging her to go on.
She walked up to the stool and before the hat covered her eyes she gave Lavender a cheeky grin.
(Harry's Third POV)
So that's her name. Hermione Granger…. Harry thought about it. He grinned as he thought of the ways to get under her skin with this.
Neville grinned at Harry and whispered; "Now you found out her name, Harry. What are you going to do now?"
Harry grinned back, "Who knows Nev. I got seven years to win her over. And now all I can hope is that she's in Gryffindor."
Remus caught Harry's eye and smiled at him. His amber eyes saying everything with the mirth in them.
(Hermione's Sorting)
Once the Hat slipped over her eyes it began speaking in her mind, "Oh my… this is certainly new."
Hermione spoke through her mind, "What do you mean Mr. Sorting Hat? OR should I say the minds of the four founders in Gryffindor's hat." Hermione smirked slightly.
The hat laughed not only to Hermione, but to the whole hall, "My, my. You certainly are one clever one."
She replied, "I read a lot. Hogwarts: A History is by far my favorite book. I'm sorry, we should really be continuing with the Sorting shouldn't we?
"Yes, we should, Ms. Granger. Now let's see, your mind is brilliant. Ravenclaw would gain am excellent student if you so choose." Hermione pondered for a moment and said to the founders, "Well, let's see if I could belong into any of the other houses before we hastily get me sorted. And if you would be so kind, just briefly to what you meant that I was new."
The hat replied kindly, "Of course. I only meant that your determination to have House Unity. I have only seen one other with this type of mind focus in the last thirty years also with your ready mind. You both have the same stubbornness that wouldn't let others bother you. Funny enough, she was a muggleborn also. And I have a feeling that you'll be seeing her.
"Now onwards, determination. Yes plenty of it as well as a cunning side, but you don't use it so much as you would like to. Though Slytherin doesn't seem just right for you."
Hermione agreed, but didn't say anything, "Loyalty. I see it is in every fiber of your being, this trait is an automatic part of your life. Huffelpuffs would also be proud to support you, child. Now chivalry, bravery and your nerve." The hat chuckled for all to hear, "With that fiery temper of yours it could only narrow it down to both Ravenclaw and Gryffindor. Ah, your mind may be wise and intelligent of the eagles but now as I see your heart you could only belong to….."
The hat shouted, "GRYFFINDOR!" The lions cheered for Hermione as she headed to sit by Lavender. Her friend whispered to her after those near her were done greeting and welcoming her, "You are so going to tell me what took so long sorting you."
Hermione's face grew confused, "What do you mean took me so long?"
Lavender's eyes widened, "You took a little over six minutes being sorted Mione!" Hermione just shook her head, beyond shocked at this point to even notice Neville being sorted into Gryffindor.
Lavender snapped her fingers in front of Hermione's eyes. She got out of her trance-like state just in time to see Draco sorted into…..
Slytherin.
Only she saw the flash of disgust on his face before putting a mask of arrogance on his face and strutted to the Slytherin table. Hermione clapped just as loudly for him as she had for her other friends.
Now the older Gryffindors were openly looking at her with confusion. Lavender clapped along with her, though not as loudly. When they continued starring she sent them her fiercest glare, then they looked anywhere else besides her. Hermione smirked to herself as Pansy Parkinson got sorted into Slytherin.
Then the bookworm of the Patail twins got called up, "Patail, Padma!"
(Padma's POV)
I glanced at the Gryffindor table and saw Lav and Mione give me thumbs up and making shooing motions to the stool. I rolled my eyes at them as I walked up to the stool and the hat. Becoming shyer with each step, knowing all eyes are on me.
As soon as I placed the hat on my head a voice spoke in my head, "Hmmmm. There are certainly a lot of loyal students here this year. First Ms. Brown and Ms. Granger and now you. Huffelpuff won't know what will hit them.
I bit back a giggle as I replied in my head, "Well, Mr. Hat or Minds of the Founders... whichever you prefer. I expect another person will be just as loyal as the three of us, just to give you a heads up."
It laughed for everyone to hear as it said, "Another clever one. You have a different type of bravery my dear, so I'm not sure you would belong in Gryffindor. Though you are very loyal and hardworking, Huffelpuff wouldn't suite you either.
"Ah ha! Your mind is eager for knowledge and your tongue is sharp. I have to give you a similar advice my dear. And with that the only place I can put you in is…."
The hat shouted to the entire Hall, "RAVENCLAW!" I hide a frown with a bright smile as I made my to my new housemates, still feeling a bit shy now that I don't have any of my friends over with me. I needed to talk to Hermione after this hopefully soon.
(Parvati's POV)
I frowned slightly. Two of my friends were in Gryffindor and my sister was in Ravenclaw. I shook it off, like Mione said; who cares if they don't like us being friends with the houses. It's none of their bloody business anyway.
McGonagall called out, "Patail, Parvati" I grinned and walked up to the stool. Before the hat went down on my head I sent a cheeky smirk to the other three.
The Hat's voice said in my head, "I see your sister was right. You are very loyal like the other three. It should be an interesting year with you four….
"You are intelligent, very much so. Though yours is a different sort as you will find out very soon." I was skeptical, compared to Mione and Padma I don't consider myself smart. If that wasn't my type of smart…. then what is?
It continued, "You are devious." It let out a laugh for the Hall, "Though Slytherin wouldn't do you justice. Your bravery is amazing to see even through your mind and heart. I will leave you one piece of advice to share with Ms. Brown that I wasn't able to say to her before. Don't let prejudice get in your way, and support Ms. Granger with her mission on House Unity. She will need all the help she can get. Be ready to greet your family in…..
"GRYFFINDOR!" It shouted. I smiled and walked to the table with a spring in my step. I sat across from Lavender and Hermione. I gave them a look that said We need to talk.
When Harry Potter got sorted into Gryffindor the look on Hermione's face was priceless. She looked like she was forced to eat a whole lemon while muttering, "Why me? What did I ever do to get cursed with that git stalking me?" What she didn't notice was that Harry was sitting right next to her after she said it.
I shared a look with Lavender and said carefully said, "Mione? Are you alright?"
She looked up and gave us a smile, "Yeah I'm fine Pav. Just thinking, I'll tell you guys later. Once the interrogation begins."
I nodded and turned just in time to see Ron Weasley get sorted into Gryffindor and Blaise Zabini into Slytherin. I wondered what got Hermione so worked up and I planned on grilling her on the information.
(Hermione's POV)
Professor Dumbledore stood up and scanned the Hall with an odd twinkle in his eyes. I put up my Occlumency shields that I taught myself from the books I bought in Diagon Alley thanks to my father. I felt someone try and penetrate them. Dumbledore's eyes widened slightly and met my own brown ones.
I narrowed my eyes in suspicion; he was trying to read my bloody mind! That pompous git!
I whispered to Parvati and Lavender, "Do as I say. Clear your mind of everything. Dumbledore is trying to read our minds, don't ask me how I know. Just clear your minds and think of nothing."
Their eyes narrowed in anger and nodded. I pushed a thought out so he could read it, Listen Dumbledore I don't care who you bloody are. You will not read my mind again. Understood?
His eyes narrowed at my thought. I knew it! He was reading my mind! He just said cheerfully as if he didn't read my mind, "Welcome! Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words. And they are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!"
Food then appeared in front of us. Everything I could even image was there. My jaw dropped but I quickly put some food on my plate as Parvati asked to me and Lavender, "What the bloody hell is Dumbledore trying to pull by reading our minds?"
I shrugged and glanced warily at the goblet, "I dunno Pav. But I can say that I don't trust the drinks here. Who knows what he put in them? Let's just save this for the dorms. Don't want prying ears to hear!" I said he last bit so the four boys who were listening in on our conversation.
I looked at the boy that was sitting next to Parvati and smiled at him, "Your Seamus right?"
He nodded. He had sandy blonde hair and mischievous blue eyes that shone. Seamus said with an Irish accent, "Yup tha's me. You're the lass tha' was a Hatstall? Y'know the one who took over five minutes to get sorted?"
I blushed slightly at being called a lass, "Yeah. I'm Hermione." Lavender butted in, "Otherwise known as Mione."
I glared at her playfully as I asked, "Are you going to do that every time I introduce myself to someone?"
She nodded and smiled at Seamus, "I'm Lavender and the one sitting next to you is Parvati"
Parvati smiled and waved before eating her salad while watching them with amusement. Seamus grinned, "Now do I have the pleasure of knowin' these lovely lasses or am I goin' to be kept in the dark?" He winked at us playfully, letting us know he was just messing with us.
I rolled my eyes with a smirk, "Depends." I bit my lip to keep from bursting out laughing.
Parvati swallowed and grinned wickedly, she said in a posh voice, "You don't say Ms. Granger! Please do induldge this marvelous information with us. We would be ever so honored."
Lavender snorted before continuing in the same tone, "Yes I must insist. What does this lovely Irish man have to do to get to know us?"
I tapped my chin, pretending to think about it and replied just as they had, "Well you see my dears-" I got interrupted when someone poked my side. I ignored it and got poked again I turned and said politely, "Could you please stop poking me?"
Then I saw who was poking me. I groaned softly it was Potter of all people. POTTER! He just smirked, "What happens if I don't, Granger?"
I replied, smirking on the inside, "Then you'll get a wand stuck up your arse, Potter. Now please leave me alone."
I turned back to my friends as they laughed at Potter's expression. I didn't look back at him to find out, but I'll ask them later.
I continued as if nothing interrupted me, "What he has to do is-" I got interrupted AGAIN! This time not by Potter. But by the doors to the Entrance Hall burst open, making most of the candles put out and a cloaked and hooded figure walked gracefully into the Great Hall.
I stared at her, with wariness and a touch of awe. The figure walked up to the Head Table. The silence and tension in the room was intense, until the musical voice of the figure said to the staff with amusement, "Hello Headmaster. Sorry I'm late."
I watched the reactions of the staff; all in all it was hilarious.
(Remus' POV)
Remus looked at her in shock; his mouth dropped and became dry as a desert. It couldn't be her; she was traveling the world and ignoring Britain.
So many emotions flowed through him as he watched her. Too many to even count and the ones he can name off the top of his head were: anger, joy, sadness, disbelief….
(Normal POV)
McGonagall and a few others didn't look surprised at the new person being there. Though they did look very happy.
The greasy haired man, Remus, Hispanic woman, the blonde man and Italian man looked in a cross between many emotions as Dumbledore replied with a twinkle in his eye, "Yes it has. Now if you would so kindly take a seat."
The woman laughed and removed the hood of her cloak as she walked to the empty seat beside McGonagall and a short professor. The some of the male students out right stared at the new person. Her very curly chestnut hair fell to her waist as her gold eyes looked around the Hall in amusement. Her skin was slightly tanned but not overly.
The three began to talk in hushed whispers as the Hall still took in the new woman in their midst. Then the Hall broke out into whispers as well. Only one student didn't whisper about the new witch. Hermione looked at the new woman with an eyebrow raised in amusement and when the gold eyed witch looked at Hermione they had a staring contest of sorts.
The older witch copied Hermione's facial expression with a bit of a smirk. Hermione just full-fledged smirked at her, mirth dancing in her deep brown eyes.
The mysterious woman mouthed, "Occlumency?"
Hermione nodded and mouthed right back, "Dumbledore"
The woman mouthed back, "Ahhhhhh." It seemed as if she repeated the information to the two professors beside her because they began watching her also a small smile danced on McGonagall's lips.
Hermione ducked her head and began to eat and listen to the obscure rumors floating around about the new professor. Lavender, Parvati and Hermione decided they would get to know each other better in their dormitories.
Meanwhile, Harry kept sneaking glances at Hermione, but then he felt a stabbing pain in his head. He hissed and looked around to try and find out who did it to him. He looked up at the Head Table to see the greasy haired teacher, he knew to be Severus Snivellus Snape, looking at him. A smirk playing on his lips to cover up the pain, without looking to see Remus staring at him in worry, and turned back to Ron who was whispering rather loudly about how hot the mysterious woman was.
Harry shared a look with Neville who rolled his eyes at Ron. Harry looked at Remus, who couldn't seem to take his eyes off of the new woman. His jaw was still open until the dark haired man beside him elbowed him in the ribs and whispered furiously at him.
Remus met Harry's eyes; all Harry did was raise an eyebrow and mouth, "Explain later."
Remus nodded. When the desert course was done, Dumbledore stood up and cleared his throat. All students became silent as they looked at the man with blue twinkly eyes. He said, "Welcome back to the older students and to the new ones, welcome to Hogwarts!" Dumbledore looked around before continuing,
"The Forbidden Forest is still forbidden to everyone. And there are now several more things added to the banned list, if you want to find out please look for Mr. Filch's office." His blue eyes looked over a pair of red haired twins, "And as many you have noticed we have multiple additions to our staff this year. First I would like to introduce Professor Quirell who is taking over the Defense Against the Arts position," A man with a turban wrapped over his head stood shakily and his left eye twitched before sitting back down.
Dumbledore continued, "I have decided to help relieve some of the professors from the tension of their daily lessons, that they will have assistants. First to help out Professor Quirell is Auror Ande Dalton." The forest green eyed man stood and grinned cheekily to the students as he sat down, "He is taking a retirement of sorts to help. Next I would like to introduce the person helping out Professor Snape and his potions lessons," The greasy haired man sneered as his name was mentioned, "That would be Professor Itzal Phelps who has just gotten her title as a Potion's Master from Italy." The Hispanic woman with intelligent blue eyes stood and saluted the Hall.
Dumbledore continued looking around the Hall to see the reactions of the students. Almost all of them had their complete attention on the staff table, "Next helping Professor Flitwick with Charms, is Professor Marco Galvan who has just returned from the States researching," the dark haired man stood up and winked at a few of the girls who were swooning, "And lastly, helping Professor McGonagall with Transfiguration is Professor Niamh Rhea. Who has returned from traveling the world for reasons unknown to me at this time for other than researching another book of hers." The brunette witch stood up and ignored the look Dumbledore gave her when he mentioned she wouldn't give him any information. Rhea nodded to the students before sitting back down. McGonagall had a proud look on her face as she studied her assistant.
Harry looked at Rhea, wondering why Remus would be staring at her. He never had any girlfriend, but he usually blamed it on his furry little problem.
Harry asked Neville quietly, "Why do you think Remus is drooling over Rhea?"
Neville shrugged in response and looked intently at Dumbledore as continued talking about what to do and what not to do in Hogwarts. The one thing that caught Harry's attention was, "Do not go onto the third-floor corridor on the right side. It is out of bounds unless you want to face a very painful death."
The four boys shared a grin, while everyone else looked uneasy. Harry noticed that Rhea, Phelps, Dalton and Galvan glared at the Headmaster for mentioning this. Phelps muttered something under her breath that caused Snape to smirk and nod subtly.
The Headmaster dismissed them. The prefect leading them was Ron's older brother, Percy, who was every bit as pompous as Ron described him to be. The first years divided into two small groups. Hermione and two of her best friends, then Harry and his friends with Seamus.
Harry heard Hermione whisper to Lavender, "Bet you five galleons that the portraits are talking and all along the way to the common room."
Parvati and Lavender smirked, "You are so on, Mione."
Hermione just replied evilly, "Just get ready to pay up ladies." Harry turned to Neville, "I know there's something going on with the staff. First the brilliant appearance by Rhea, then Dumbledore suddenly announcing that there were going to be assistant professors, Dumbles glaring at Rhea and not to mention the assistants scowling at Dumbles for mentioning the out of bounds place."
Neville thought about it for a second before answering, "I dunno, but I know we are definitely checking out the third floor corridor."
Harry grinned and passed along the message to Dean and Ron. Seamus had walked back over to the girls who were laughing at something he said.
When all the first years got to the common room when Percy said the password to the Fat Lady, ("Phoenix tears") Hermione dragged Parvati and Lavender to their dorms while the five boys made their sleepy way to their beds.
Ron didn't even bother changing out of his clothes, once his head hit the pillows he was out and snoring loudly. The rest of the boys were awake enough to change but Harry kept replaying the feast over and over in his head. Something didn't add up.
Sure, he knew that Dumbledore is a manipulative old bastard, but what was the point of bringing in assistants when the teachers he had were fine and why those four? They had history, anyone could tell. But what did Dumbledore want with them?
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