Okay, this about didn't go up. Anyway, this chapter will possibly be replaced some time soon. This fic has two beta's, and only one has been able to get this chapter beta'd for me, so I'll replace it when my second beta gets the chapter back to me. So everyone say thank you to Absentminded Dreamer 1310 for getting this chapter out and feel for Bitterseet Dream and his/her (I'm pretty sure his, so we're going with his) lack of internet access and poor weather conditions. We feel for you Bittersweet Dream, we feel for you.
LAST TIME ON The Feel Of Feelings Rewrite
"Toto, we're not in Kansas anymore." Hermione whispered but Harry heard this time.
"Screw Kansas, we skipped Munchkin Land and the yellow brick road and landed all the way in Emerald City."
Hermione could only numbly nod in agreement.
Chapter 3
"New students then?" Harry merely blinked as Hermione whipped out her wand and pointed it at the new comer. "Good reactions," the man praised as he back stepped from the mini griffin's snap. "One didn't react, I assume you knew I was here, and the other hand their wand out as soon as the potential threat was known." He clapped. "Very good. I am Riley O'Neil, the Deputy Head of this school."
"Mia Evans Mr. O'Neil, and my brother, Ray Evans." Hermione put her wand away and held Miri more securely. "I hope you don't mind we're here early, but we thought it would be nice to get settled in before everyone else arrives."
"Not at all Mrs. Evans." He gestured for them to walk with him. "In fact, in about a week two other students will be arriving. And from your accents, I assume you are British, and that is quite a ways away. I too, would have wanted to come early." Riley's baby blue eyes twinkled as he smiled reassuringly.
Hermione smiled back while Harry just looked boredly ahead, not sure if Hermione wanted him to use the mask that was used in Grimauld, or a different one.
"Is there an alley or town around here? I assume we'll need to buy our own supplies for classes…"
"Ah, right," Riley didn't seem to find Harry's boredom offensive and continued to smile at Hermione. "As I was not expecting you I don't have them with me, but every student receives a reusable portkey card. This area that the school is in is actually a different dimension. It is an exact replica of Falls Lake, a hiking area for muggles. So the only way to get here is by portkey. Leaving however is easier, you can just apparate out, as there are no wards against leaving in the area to speak of. So you can find your way to any alley or town you wish. Just don't forget your portkey or you will have trouble returning." He gave them an impish smile.
Hermione furrowed her brow, "But then why can't we just apparate in?"
O'Neil smiled at the inquisitive young witch. "There may be no wards against leaving, but there are against coming. Only staff are keyed into the wards to apparate and only the headmaster can make portkey's that can get through."
"Fascinating." Hermione's eyes shined.
As they came upon the doors to the castle O'Neil flicked his wand at it, revealing an interior just as amazing as the exterior as they opened. Hermione looked at everything opened mouthed until Riley chuckled, making her embarrassed. "Sorry," she blushed. "Who do we give our class choices to?" She quickly changed topics.
"Me. My office might be hard to find for you, as you don't know your way around yet, so just give them to a bird, I believe you used a snowy owl to apply?" Hermione nodded affirmative. "Yes, just send her, she'll find me."
"We'll do that then." Hermione nodded.
"Excellent. This is the door to the dormitories." He gestured to the door they stopped in front of. "When you enter you will be in the common room and off that will be the dorm rooms. The doors with names are in use. The ones at the beginning of the hall should all be blank as they are for first years like you, if you come back for a second year, your room will move back to make room for first years. To claim a room, just place your wand on the door and state your name, it should then appear on the door.
"To get the dorm how you like, as they are all uniform squares right now, you have to have a clear image of what you want when you walk in. This will only work once however, so make sure to picture what you want the first time you enter and any changes after, will have to be done manually. Now I must be off to my office to make portkey cards for you. I will be back a little later." He nodded to them and casually walked off.
Hermione turned the door handle and walked into the common room, Harry followed behind. As soon as the door closed behind them Hermione turned to Harry. "Okay, what's with the creepy silence? You didn't even giggle."
"You didn't tell me how you wanted me to act." He told her with a shrug.
Hermione rubbed her forehead. "You can act like a normal - or as normal as you get - person here, like at Grimmauld Place. Though here we will share a room, I'm not leaving you alone in this school."
Harry blinked and a large smile stole across his face. "Okay," he chirped. He bounced on the spot. "Can I make our room?"
Hermione knew she'd regret this. "Sure." Harry squealed, gave one last jump, and zoomed off to the dorm rooms. She looked around the common room for something to do. It was generally a living room with a lot more furniture, a very clean one that offered no entertainment. She stood there bored a couple more minutes before Harry came bouncing.
"Done!" Harry chirped as he rocked on his heels excitedly.
"Let's see it then." Hermione sighed.
She followed the bouncing Harry to the first dorm room in the hall. The door was an unassuming brown with the name 'Bat Cave' on it. Hermione rolled her eyes but didn't comment, she didn't think she wanted to know. Harry started humming the jeopardy countdown tune as she opened the door. The first thing seen from the door was the living room. There were two couches and two chairs in a circle in the middle, surrounding a round table. To the left through an open arch a kitchen full of muggle appliances - older models as they were the same as what the Dursley's had last time he was there - could be seen. Across from the entrance were two other doors with signs saying 'Bathroom' and 'Library'. On the right wall another door said 'Bedrooms'. Walking to the bedroom door first Hermione took in the light green color scheme the living room had as she walked. Inside the 'bedrooms' door were two more doors side by side. One with 'Mia' the other 'Ray'. Glad Harry remembered to use their new names she opened the door to her own room which was the left one. Against the wall opposite the door was a four-poster bed with bookshelves on either sides. On the right wall was a large aquarium, empty at the moment, but she definitely liked the idea. The left wall contained another door so she went over to peek in. It was bathroom. Set in the floor was a large bathtub and from the buttons she could see, it was a Jacuzzi. Off to the side of the Jacuzzi was a walk-in shower with three different shower heads.
She glanced in Harry's room as well. His was bathroom being a replica of hers, but his sleeping area was much different. His bed was in the middle of the room, surrounded by trees that hid the walls and lighted only by a dim globe on the ceiling. It was rather dark but considering his stay in Azkaban and his new pet, it wasn't unexpected.
The library was next. It was a round room with ceiling high shelves. A ladder was attached to the shelves that had wheels on the bottom to get at the higher stuff. In the middle of the room sat an assortment of chairs and a few tables.
The bathroom beside the library was merely a toilet and sink, one for guests to use.
"Well?" Harry asked when she came back into the living room where he waited.
"Not bad at all, I'm rather surprised." Hermione smiled.
Harry looked ready to do a happy dance when a knock came from the open door. Riley O'Neil stood in the doorway looking amused. "Here are your port keys," he held up two cards. "They will take you to the spot your last portkey did, only these will last more then one trip, as I hope you still remember from our earlier talk." Harry and Hermione walked over to grab the portkeys. "The activation word is written on the back, so you don't have to worry about trying to memorize it right away. The headmaster doesn't concern himself with most student problems, so if you need anything just come find me. Have a good day Mr and Mrs Evans."
"You too." Harry and Hermione chimed together. They pocketed their cards and went to their respective room to unpack.
Hours later they gathered in the living room and Hermione finally gave Harry his acceptance letter - and thus class sheet - back. The only sound in the room were their mumbles as they read the descriptions of each class and scratching of pencils against paper as they chose.
"What are you picking?" Hermione asked Harry when they were done choosing.
"Culture and Language Studies, Combat, Potions, Soul Magic, Wordless and Motionless Magic, Elements, and Blood Magic. You?"
"Like you Culture and Language Studies, Wordless and Motionless Magic, and Elements. Other then those just Spell Creation, Healing, and Elektromagics. But Harry, Soul and Blood magic? Those are really dark subjects, they're things Voldemort would take."
Harry stared at her. "Does that mean I'm taking more classes then you?" Hermione gave him an irritated look but didn't comment. "I have a grim as a familiar, I think I'm at least a little dark Mi. And as for Voldemort, well, at least I'll be able to fight him evenly. And it's not like I'm taking the Dark Arts class."
She gathered up the papers primly with an irritated air and put them neatly in the middle of the table. "Taking into how long it took Hedwig when we sent our inquires, she should be here later tonight so we'll send off our choices tomorrow morning. But it is now late and I am going to go to bed, good night." She informed him curtly and stalked away.
Harry watched her go, she was right, it was late, but he wasn't planning on going to bed yet. He didn't like sleep, bad memories played there, even without dementors. He looked around the living room bored. He didn't have anything to potions with yet, so he couldn't experiment, he wasn't hungry, though he could bake some cookies. With a decisive nod he decided that's what he was going to do. He skipped to the kitchen and got right to work whipping up some cookies. Unfortunately, the cookies were mixed and baking rather quickly and he was left with nothing to do once more. Fortunately, he remembered the books he took from the Potter vault. So while the first batch of cookies were baking he swept to his room where he stored them. He grabbed one without looking at the title and went to the living room. He curled up comfortably on one of the chairs and glanced at the title, 'Tools of a Marauder,' before flipping the cover open. He emerged himself in the making of maps and the best ways how to utilize invisibility cloaks and secret passages.
By three in the morning the cookies were done with brownies added and the book that riveted his attention was finished. With nothing else to keep him awake Harry had no other choice but to finally go to bed.
Hours later, five to be precise, both residents were woken by loud screeching outside the main door. Seemed Hedwig had arrived and did not appreciate having no way of getting in which she made abundantly clear by ignoring them once they let her in.
"Ah come on Hedwig," Harry inched towards the irate bird. "It's not our fault we forgot how you were going to get in, it's not like we go flying around or anything." he finished rather unsympathetically.
Hedwig screeched and gave him a dirty look. Harry blinked and wondered what he did wrong as Hedwig flew to the farthest perch from him she could find.
"Nice Ray, no wonder you never had much of a girlfriend situation." Hermione said, watching from the doorway.
"Really?" he blinked at her. "None of the other guys thought there was anything wrong with what I said…"
"Well then maybe you should try for a boyfriend." she sniped and walked over to Hedwig's perch. "We're sorry Hedwig, we'll start working on a ward that will keep people we don't want in, out, so we can leave the door open for you." Hedwig eyed her before bobbing her head in accession. "Great, we'll work on it, but for now we need you to take these to Professor O'Neil. We'll leave the door open so feel free to return whenever." Hermione held the class choices out to the owl. Hedwig swooped down and grabbed them, flying out of the dorm in the same motion. "Okay," she turned to Harry with a scary grin. "Now that, that's done, time to go shopping."
Harry backed away wide-eyed, he may be insane, but even he knew shopping with a female was a bad idea for a male. "You uhh, go on ahead, I'll make some treats for when you return." He gave a nervous smile and took another step back.
"No need." In a brisk manor she walked up and looped their arms. "You already made cookies and brownies last night, remember?" She gave him a sickly sweet smile.
"Uhh, no?"
"Too bad."
Instead of trying to drag him outside, Hermione apparated the two of them straight to Cour alley. Somehow, even though he was balanced when they left, Harry managed to tumble to his rear. He didn't bother getting up and just stared at the sky mournfully. Hermione glared down at him with her arms crossed, tapping her foot with the universal 'I'm waiting' look.
"I dun wanna." Harry mumbled. With a long suffering sigh, Hermione reached down, grabbed Harry's foot, and started dragging him. "Holy mother of sheep! What in the name of chickens are you doing? Cheese and crackers woman! Stop killing the brain cells that I have managed to preserve!" Harry roared, squeaked, squawked, and pleaded from his position. Eventually Hermione tired of people looking at them because of Harry's weird swear substitutes and dropped his foot. "Finally, thank Circe!"
"At least that one was mostly normal." Hermione muttered to herself as he got up and dusted himself off. She grabbed his wrist and gave him a threatening look when he was done. "You can either come along nicely or I can drag you some more."
Harry agreed to go willingly, not wanting to be dragged. Hermione took them into muggle Vancouver and forced the poor Harry into many change rooms with many items of clothing. Three torturous hours later, Harry, for once in his life, had a decent wardrobe. Finding an empty alley, they shrunk the large amount of bags and were off to the next store. This one a muggle sports store, in the hopes of finding something to help Harry get back into shape faster. Weights and rollerblades were the only purchase here, most things having need for electricity which wouldn't work at the school. Taking a moment to shrink those as well, Hedwig finally caught up to them with some mail. Hermione took the pieces of paper from her beak and the snowy owl took off, still annoyed with Harry and not wanting to stick around.
"That was rude, my owl gives you stuff and doesn't even say hi to me. I'm shunned."
"Yes you are." Hermione told him as she looked over the papers. Harry walked to a corner with his head down and crouched facing it. "That would be more effective if you had a black cloud above your head." Hermione tucked the papers away. "We're done here, all that's left is Cour alley." She started walking away but Harry didn't follow. "Ray." He ignored her. "If you come along and behave, I'll let you get another animal."
That had him, he was up and by her side within seconds. "Well? Let's get going."
Hermione glared at him but was getting used to him annoying her, she guessed by the beginning of school, she'd have no problem ignoring her annoyance. She quickly brought them back to Cour alley and straight to a book store.
"These are our book lists for our classes." She brought out the paper Hedwig brought her and gave one to Harry. "Gather and pay for you books then you can go look at animals, we both know I'll be here longer then you."
Harry saluted her and marched into the store. He quickly waylaid -it was more like mauled- a worker and gave them implicate instructions to follow Hermione and take any book she showed interest in to the till for him to buy later. Whether it was fear of the psychopathic Harry or the potential sale, the worker agreed. Happy that their library would soon have plenty of books he walked around gathering his own. He placed his stack were the worker was putting the books Hermione looked at and walked out, scaring many with diabolical laughter.
He searched for the nearest pet shop, walking right past one and having to double back. He threw the door open in a dramatic fashion, causing the store to quite for a few seconds before the noise started up again even louder. From what Harry could understand from the snakes, they were ecstatic there was a potential owner. He migrated over to the snakes and listened to their posturing. He soon got tired of listening to them go on about their scales, venom, and how great they were and turned to walk away. Seeing him turn one snake yelled out and got Harry's attention. He turned back an crouched in front of the large female snake. "I want to have your babies? That's supposed to make me buy you?"
"…Yes." The snake stared at Harry.
"I'm sold." Harry stood up at his pronouncement.
"…does that mean I'm sold?"
"Yes."
Harry searched for the sales person and when he found her, informed her he wanted that snake, and he wanted her now. Luckily, as a pet store, they deal with a lot of children and the sales woman knew how to deal with Harry. And so after ten minutes of trying to convince the woman he was old enough to buy the snake, he left the pet store with a snake.
With a spring in his step, which bounced the snake who was hissing 'boing' every time, and humming a happy tune he went back to the bookshop. Hermione was still walking around the store with a couple workers sneaking around behind her. One passed him humming the mission impossible tune. Harry giggled and walked to the desk and hopped onto it beside the stack of books. He swung his legs back and forth humming Cronks secret mission tune from the movie "The Emperors New Groove" that had been playing in an electronic store earlier in muggle London. Any who ventured near him gave him looks but Harry didn't notice, too into his own world of spies and espionage.
Eventually Hermione came up with a stack of books. She put her books down on the counter and turned to Harry. Seeing his current condition she brought her hand up and smacked him on the back of his head. The hit sent Harry flailing off the counter and to the ground with a thump. "Ouch." He told her with pout. She ignored him and turned to the counter. "I'd like to buy these books please." she told the worker curtly.
The worker nodded, wearing a demented like grin and still humming the Mission Impossible song. The books were rang through and Hermione paid with her Gringotts card. She turned to Harry and was confused to see him paying, she had thought he paid before he left, she had definitely noticed the snake draped over his shoulders - which she wasn't to happy with but would deal - so she knew he did leave. Shrugging it off as he took his shrunken package she lead the way out of the bookshop and back into the alley.
"Where to next?" Harry asked scratching the snake under it's chin.
"Back to school." Hermione pulled out her portkey card. "For the first two months most classes for first years are evaluations, to see where our level is so they supply the supplies we need. After the two months when we're in classes for our level they will give us another list. Hopefully you fail certain classes."
"Okay, so for two months they test us to see what level we're at, then they put us in a class for that level. And there's nothing wrong with potions."
"Exactly, and I wasn't talking about potions. Viper priss." Hermione vanished right after saying her activation word.
Harry blinked and pulled out his own card. Written neatly on the back was 'Mirror duck'. "Well," Harry mussed, "they're not things that are said in a normal conversation, not that my conversations are always normal, but oh well. Mirror duck."
Hermione had been waiting for him in the clearing and said nothing as she waited for him to recover from portkeying. Using a point me charm - she was pretty sure their room was the only place called bat cave in the school - Hermione lead them to their room with only a few difficulties.
Once in their room Harry gave his package of books to Hermione. "Here you go, books, you'll like most of them. I'm going to go get my snaky comfy in my room. Ta." Harry put his nose in the air and stalked away.
"Harry!" Hermione screeched, annoyed that he was leaving her to put everything away.
"Ray!" Harry yelled back, enjoying every opportunity to correct her of his new name, he liked pissing her off.
Hermione glared, and if it wasn't for the fact she was holding books and she would never throw books, she would throw something at his door. With an impressive growl that she learned from Crookshanks, scaring the lounging Miri and Ra, whom she left at her parents, she stomped into their library.
Both were busy until supper, Hermione putting away more books then she thought were bought and Harry talking to his snake and putting away his new clothes. Supper itself was a quiet affair, Hermione was sending Harry narrowed eyed looks and Harry was feeding himself and his snake.
"So, Harry-"
"Ray."
"-Ray, I found some interesting books when I was in the library."
"Well that's good, 'cause those books were picked because you showed interest in them."
Hermione's eye twitched, "Not them."
"Oh, which ones?"
"The ones that were written by four teenage animagus'."
"Gus Long?"
"No you idiot," she smacked him on the side of the head, "the marauders."
"Oh, them," Harry bopped the snickering snake on it's triangular head. "They are interesting aren't they." He stated.
"I haven't read them." Hermione deadpanned.
"You should. I myself am planning to make a map. I dun wanna follow you around all the time like a duck. Unless my animagus form is a duck, then I will."
Hermione sighed, "So not only are you planning to make a spying map of our new school, you're planning on becoming an illegal animagus."
Harry appeared to think about it for a moment. "Yes."
Hermione groaned but seemed to come to a decision. "I guess I have no other choice but to do it with you then." At Harry's confused blink she elaborated. "I know what kind of trouble you get in and I have found the best way to minimize damage is to be there with you."
"…Okay?"
It was fairly routine for them the rest of the week. Hermione would wake Harry up, he would make them breakfast while she quizzed him, afterwards they would gather in the living room and work on their animagus forms until lunch, which Harry would again make, the hours between then and supper was for exploring the castle while making their map, supper would be made by Harry, then they would study until they went to bed. Rather boring sometimes if you asked Harry. Luckily for him, the rhythm of their days was soon - as in a week after they arrived - disrupted.
The day started normally, Hermione forcing Harry out of bed all the while asking questions she expected him to answer, breakfast, work more on finding their inner animal, lunch, and then rollerblading through the halls. It is at that point that the routine derailed. Harry had just ran into an open door and Hermione skated past, turning around to laugh at him. She got a good laugh in before she shrieked as she ran into something soft and fell onto it.
Harry arrived in time to see Hermione scrambling off some guy while Professor O'Neil and another guy watch amused. "That's no fair," he told the only girl when she got up. "Why'd you get to run into something soft?"
"I'm so sorry," Hermione ignored her whining brother and helped the guy up. "I should have been looking where I was going."
"It's fine." The guy told Hermione with a small smile.
"Well," O'Neil brought all the attention to himself. "Introductions are in order. Mr and Mrs Evans, these are the students I told you were also coming early when we first met, Drey Ryerson," he gestured to the shorter male of the two whom hadn't been ran into, "and Kaeden Quintin," he gestured to the one Hermione ran into. "Since you are all first years and friends are a good thing, plus I have other work to be done, would you be so kind as to take these two to the dormitory, Mrs Evans, Mr Evans?"
"Of course," Hermione told the older male and Harry waved at them all from behind her. O'Neil nodded to them all and disappeared down a different corridor. "If you'll follow us we'll lead you to the dorms." The two nodded to show they understood and they headed towards the dorms at a moderate pace.
"If I'm not being to rude, would you mind telling us your names?"
"Your not rude at all, -"
"I'm Ray!" Harry interrupted with a grin and waved madly at them, giggles bursting past his lips.
Hermione smacked him on the back of the head and continued like he hadn't interrupted. "He's rude, but I'm Mai and he's Ray, some of the few humans in this school. Please feel free to calls us by those names."
"Then please use our given names as well," Kaeden told her as Drey waved back at Harry. "I'm a vampire and Drey is a vampire like demon whom you could say was adopted by my family as he is always around."
"Come, blood sucking fiends!" Harry proclaimed as soon as Kaeden finished. "You must have lairs!" Harry sped up and skated about ten feet, turned a corner, went fifteen more feet, and stopped, at his destination. He waited, humming a made-up tune, for the three to arrive at their more leisure pace. When they came around the corner and he saw them, he motioned them to hurry up. Once they arrived he rubbed his hands together gleefully and, even as Hermione skated past and opened the door, announced what the two males had probably already guessed, "Welcome to the dormitories!"
Harry ushered them into the common room behind Hermione and slid past them, stopping and turning when he was at the front of the group. Standing straight and taking the tone the lady on the plane used, proceeded to inform them of the dorms. "To the left and right of where you're standing is the common room. To the front," he gestured behind himself, "is the dorm rooms. Forward and to the left, my left, not yours, 'cause I'm cooler, is my and Mia's room. All the doors at the beginning without a name on it are free for use. Though I suppose if you wanted, you could take one that has a name, just be prepared for the pervious owners return. And in case you decided to come back for a second year, the door will be moved when you do. To claim a room put your wand or magical device-" the shorter one, the demon, wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, "-on the door and state your name. You then proceed into your room and picture what you want it to look it. This will only work once. Once you have set your room any changes will have to be manually done. Thank you and have a nice day."
Hermione smacked the giggling male over the head and turned to the other two apologetic. Kaeden waved her expression away. "It's okay, Drey is like a taller, sex obsessed child, so it's nothing I don't already deal with."
Hermione just smiled, not mentioning that Harry wasn't just a large child but rather a boy who saw and dealt with the failings of adults and didn't want to be anything like them and thus crafted his mask after children. Nothing more was said on the subject and the four - in groups of two - went separate ways.
The last week before school went slightly differently from the previous one. The beginning and end of the day were the same but animagus and map making time was cut in half, the hours around lunch being spent with Kaeden and Drey. Eventually, - two days - after bringing the two males into the secret of the maps, the afternoons went back to map making, only with a directionally challenged vampire and a perverted demon along for - according to Harry - entertainment. Occasionally the group would run into a returning teacher, but never got stopped or in trouble so they continued until they were confident they had all the school, save any secret rooms or passages, mapped.
The day the students would start arriving dawned bright with cheerfully chirping birds. Seven-thirty in the morning and Harry and Drey were of course sleeping, Hermione had her nose in a book, and Kaeden was just greeting the new day. The two awake occupants were surprised when a knock came on their doors -granted at different times - and the doors were opened to Riley O'Neil holding their schedules. Hermione took both her own and Harry's schedule as they lived together and Kaeden took Drey's as he knew O'Neil would never be able to wake the slumbering demon in the dorm beside his. Poor Harry's morning was about to take a different turn then what he wanted.
"Ray!" Hermione banged her fist repeatedly on Harry's bedroom door. "Wakey, wakey!" Hermione continued banging on the door until the wood construct was removed from her path and her fist instead hit a scruffy head.
"Ow, I think you just killed my brain. Oh well, guess I don't need to go to classes anymore." Harry rubbed his head giggling.
Hermione brought her hand around and smacked the back of his head harder then normally. "So help me if you don't go to class I will hurt you." She told him with a glare. Harry just rubbed his head with a pout. "Now make me breakfast and then we can compare schedules." She commanded him and stalked away.
Harry stood there pouting for a couple more minutes before deciding that, no, Hermione wasn't going to come back and fall victim to his pout, so he turned back to his room. Dressing quickly, he couldn't say he put forth much effort in looking good on an average morning, he re-emerged for the room with a snake curled around his shoulders. Hermione spotted him on the way to the kitchen and gave an angry screech. "That scaly thing is not going near my food!"
"But we need to bond." Harry whined
"You can bond with the thing after breakfast, and while you're at it, bond with your damn dog too." Hermione pointed to Ra whom was severely pissing Miri off.
"Maybe later." He informed her as he flounced back to his room.
Hermione was satisfied when Harry came back without the snake and went back to her book with a content smile as she listened to Harry bustle in the kitchen.
"Breakfast!" Harry burst out of kitchen carrying two plates filled with eggs, bacon, sausage, toast, and another type of grilled meat. "I even made some kippers today," he pointed to the grilled meat as he set the plates down.
Hermione put her book down and shuffled forward on her seat so she was closer to the table. "I didn't know we had any herring."
"We didn't." Harry happily chirped and shoved a piece of egg into his mouth. Hermione's fork froze on it's way to her mouth.
"Then how'd you make kippers?" She asked warily.
Harry swallowed his mouthful and jerked his thumb in the direction of his grim. "I sent Ra fishing, did you know the wards don't affect him?" Hermione eyed the meat dangling from her fork. "Don't worry, I cleaned it first." And to prove it edibility he stabbed a kipper with his fork and shoved it into his mouth.
Hermione, deciding to just eat it, finally finished bringing the fork to her mouth.
"How is he even getting out?"
Harry blinked at the smart witch, "The shadows, duh. He's a grim remember."
Hermione sent him an irritated look and stabbed a piece of meat harshly. "Not much are known about grims. Just that when you see one generally means you have a demon after you and you die."
"Does that mean I'm going to die?"
"No."
After that they ate breakfast in mostly silence, both occasionally giving pieces of meat to their respective animals.
"Okay," Harry yawned after the food was cleaned up. "Why did I have to get up so early again?"
"It's not that early," Hermione rolled her eyes and handed him a blank paper. "And I woke you up because our schedules were delivered."
Harry was silent for awhile, staring at the paper. Finally he looked up at Hermione. "So I didn't get into any classes?" Hermione sighed, reached over, and flipped the paper around. "Ooooooh. Well, I got into all my classes."
"So did I." She reached over and snatched Harry's paper from his grasp and put it beside hers. "Well, the classes we both signed up for are at the same time." Hermione continued mumbling to herself while Harry slowly inched closer with the intent of stealing his schedule back. Harry was just reaching for the paper when Hermione stopped mumbling to herself and slapped his hand away. She gathered up both schedules and stood. "Let's get our stuff ready for tomorrow, classes start early."