Title: Broken Paradise
Author: -MyForever-
Disclaimer: I own nothing, but Elise Potter and the plot.
A/N: First of all, thank you to my reviewers you make my day! Second of all, this is my shortest chapter yet, and I'm really not very happy with it, but I suppose its sort of a filler, but in the next chapter we meet Elise! So be prepared! Sorry, it took me a while to get it up, but this week has been hectic, and this is my first free bit of time, and I've already started working on chapter five, so it should be up before Monday. So here goes, sorry if it's not very good.
Chapter: 5 - O.W.L's
The months before the fifth- and seventh-years examinations were passing quickly, and now by this time at the start of May, anybody who made noise or any slight chaos in the Gryffindor Common Rooms were quickly reprimanded by any fifth- or seventh-years in the Common Room at the time, even Fred and George could be seen working, but were some of the few who did not mind the noise or chaos. Those in the other years who had friends in the fifth or seventh year got annoyed as they couldn't spend time with their friends and many students could be seen taking notes and textbooks to the Great Hall for dinner to get in as much study as they could.
Lessons had turned into revision periods with classes going over what their teachers thought would come up in their exam, and even in the DA lessons (before Umbridge had found them out) Harry had been making them go over spells so that all the fifth- and seventh-years would all get an O in the Defence Against the Dark Arts exam.
Harry had finally found time not long after Hermione had begged him to write to Sirius to actually write to him, and Sirius had apologised just saying that he didn't want to be cooped up in his childhood home one his own again, and this obviously made Harry sympathise with Sirius knowing what it felt like to be stuck in a place which you hated. Hermione on the other hand, as she had only ever felt care and love from her home, did not see what the big deal was and that he had been on his own ever since he was put in Azkaban, although it wasn't his own fault. This had caused an argument between Harry and Hermione and had seen them not speak to each other for two whole days.
Harry's nightmares were growing more consistent, and still he had not gotten through the door at the end of the black corridor, and since Snape had thrown him out of his Occlumency class, Harry had no way of stopping the dreams from coming, although secretly he didn't want them to, as he really wanted to know what was behind that door.
Umbridge's lessons were still unbearable, with Harry having a number of detentions from her every other week. His last lot had been the worst, with two and half weeks of consistent seven hour detentions each evening. Harry knew that Hermione thought that he did deserve them, but still sympathized with him when he got back in the common room in the early hours of the morning. He had finally managed to convince Hermione and Ron not to stay up waiting for him each night, as that would only mean they were as tired as they were and that would not get them anywhere.
flashback
The last detention with Umbridge had been a Saturday, and saw Harry spending eleven hours of the day in detention.
There was a soft, almost hesitant knock at the Defence teacher's door, and the woman sitting behind the desk sipped from her cup of tea, before slowly placing it on the saucer in front of her and then lining up the quill and the paper on the desk at the side of her.
"Come in, Mr. Potter," Professor Dolores Jane Umbridge called out in her sickly, high voice.
A small boy made his way into the room; the boy had messy, jet black hair which stood up at the back and startling emerald green eyes. His Gryffindor robes were getting a little too short for him and his shirt was hanging out at the back. He was small for a fifth-year after years of malnourishment at the Dursley's, but he was quickly growing taller by the day.
Harry James Potter sat at the desk that he had been accustomed to throughout the year and picked up the quill preparing to right.
Eleven hours later and once again both his hand and the table he was working on were covered in blood, but not once had Harry complained or made a sound.
"Well, Mr. Potter, show me your hand." Umbridge suddenly said, making Harry jump a little.
Harry stretched out his hand before his teacher and she turned it over to see how much the message had 'sunk in'.
"Very well I think you may leave, but let me tell you this only once more, I do not wish to see you in here again Mr. Potter. Surely by now you have learnt not to tell lies?"
"Yes Professor, I'm awfully sorry that I told lies. I won't do it again." Harry replied solemnly, with his right-hand fingers crossed behind his back.
"You better not Mr. Potter, because if I find you in my office for detention again, you'll be out of this school before you can even say detention. Remember, Mr. Potter, your precious Dumbledore isn't here to save your neck any more and your loyalties should lie with the Minister and the Ministry, not Hogwarts. Run along now, before you get yourself thrown out of this school."
Harry, who had been about to retort with a scathing remark, left her office as quickly as possible as he did not intend to get another detention. Hermione would have killed him if he did.
end flashback
The temperatures outside were growing higher every day and many students could be seen through the Gryffindor Common Room windows swimming in the lake to cool down trying to keep away from the Giant Squid that Fred and George and their friend Lee Jordan could be seen so often tickling the tentacles of.
It was only two weeks before the exams starting and the nerves were starting to kick in, less food was being eaten at meals, the corridors which contained fifth- and seventh-years were quieter, more concentration was used in classes and more people were staying up later to study. The examination period had once again started at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
They were given their exam timetables the week before the exams started by Professor McGonagall and were told that they would not get their results until the Summer Holidays, and from that day forward serious revision began. The two years that were taking their important exams could be seen revising the exact wand movements for different charms, which was to be on the first Monday, or trying to learn what exactly charms did. For the Theory was to be sat in the morning and the practical in the afternoon.
The night before their first exam, nobody slept very well, the fifth year boys dormitory was void of Neville's snores and for quite a while Ron's too, Dean could be heard tossing and turning in his bed for most of the night, and Seamus and Harry spent a lot of the night staring up at the top of the four poster beds above them going over techniques and definitions of different charms that Professor Flitwick had told them were most likely to come up in their exams.
The breakfast on the Monday morning was a quiet affair with people trying to charm their rashers of bacon to float over to a friend or to get the person sitting in front of them to laugh happily. But all too soon breakfast was finished, the first, second, third, fourth and sixth years made their way to their next lessons and the fifth and seventh years waited in the Entrance Hall silently, to be called in as a class to sit their written Charms exam.
The Monday finished with most people in a good mood, feeling that their Charms exams had gone off ok, but slowly trudged back to their Common Rooms to start revising for Transfiguration, one of the most difficult and dangerous brands of magic.
BP
Transfiguration and Herbology had gone ok, Harry thought although he had make a few mistakes in his Transfiguration practical, but he felt that his Defence Against the Dark Arts practical couldn't have gone any better. With Professor Umbridge watching from the back of the wall, Harry and the rest of Dumbledore's Army completed their practical perfectly, with Harry just to show off to Umbridge perform a brilliant patronus, and the other examiners stopped to watch Harry's beautiful stag gallop around the hall before coming to a stop before him and then disappearing. With a smile on his face Harry walked out of the Great Hall happy.
Friday was free of exams for Ron and Harry but Hermione had Ancient Runes, and the majority of Gryffindor House avoided her while she studied in fear of them having their heads bitten off if they even breathed around her.
Saturday and Sunday were spent revising for what Harry said was going to be the hardest exam of all, Potions. He knew that without Snape breathing down his neck he shouldn't be too bad, but even so he had never been able to complete a potion successfully, so the whole weekend was dedicated to studying, ready for the dreaded exam on Monday.
The exam in the end wasn't too bad, and Harry thought that he had made a pretty good job of they had been asked to produce, and he also thought he would get a good mark on the question on Polyjuice Potion in the written exam.
Care of Magical Creatures on the Tuesday also went well, and in the practical they had to identify a Knarl from a number of hedgehogs, handle a Bowtruckle correctly, feed and clean a fire crab without receiving serious burns and select a suitable diet for a sick unicorn.
On the Wednesday Harry, Ron and Hermione had two exams, Harry and Ron had Astronomy and Divination, and Hermione had Astronomy and Arithmancy, and as anybody who actually listened to Hermione during this stressful period, Arithmancy was the most difficult of them all.
The Astronomy theory went well, but Divination was useless, Harry couldn't see anything in the crystal ball could make no shapes out of the dark and soggy tea leaves at the bottom of the examiners cup and managed to mix up his examiners head and life lines, telling the examiner that they should already be dead. The Astronomy practical on the other hand had at the least some drama, half way through the exam at the top of the Astronomy Tower at midnight; Professor Umbridge and some people from the Ministry could be seen banging on Hagrid's door. By this point none of the people in the exam were trying to fix the point where Venus was, but were all watching what was happening below them in the Hogwart's grounds. Hagrid could be seen trying to chase the Ministry officials away, and they were trying to shoot spells at him, but the spells were just rebounding off him. Professor McGonagall was then seen walking out of the front doors, and no more than four Stunners were sent shooting at him, knocking her down cold. From that moment onwards not even the examiner Professor Tofty, who Harry had had on a number of occasions was paying any slight attention on the examination.
When the exam had finally finished with Harry only completed little over half, the whole Common Room was awake with chatter trying to get out of those that had just come back from Astronomy what had happened, and when Harry finally managed to get to bed in the early hours of the morning, he found he could not sleep, what had happened that evening was playing over and over in his head.
The last exam was on the Thursday, and was History of Magic. That morning over breakfast, all of the fifth and seventh years who were taking History of Magic were trying to remember just what Uric the Oddball had done and when the first goblin rebellion took place, but as Ron constantly said, "Who really cares though?"
Sitting in front of his paper, Harry trawled through the pages trying to find a question he could truthfully answer, and started to right. However, he was becoming more and more tired as he went through the paper, his eyes drooping on a number of occasions and he wished that he could perform Legilmency on the person sitting in front of him (Parvati Patil) but sadly he could not. Thinking he had done as much a she could, he closed his eyes, for a couple of minute's rest, when he found himself in another vision.
A/N: Like, I said, it's my worst chapter sorry. Please still review as I love reading them! Also, chapter five will include Elise and should be out before Monday. Thanks.
