Me: I know that last chapter was short and kinda boring. This chapter is too, sorta, but the next one will be much better.
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It was a few days after they had talked to Sirius in the fire and they were yet again alone in the common room. Temari was out on watch and Kiba was sitting on the couch, absentmindedly scratching Akamaru as he stared out into space. Hermione was curled up in a chair reading her book and Ron was sorting his chocolate frog cards. Harry walked through the portrait hole, just getting back from his detention with Umbridge. He was holding his hand.
"To bad sakura can't heal this anymore." He thought out loud when he sat down.
"Umbridge is a toad. I still can't believe she won't let us use magic." Hermione said slamming her book shut.
"Believe it. I'm just glad that today was my last night with her." Harry said. Kiba looked over at them, coming back to reality. He looked over at Hermione, remembering what she told him several minutes ago. She nodded and looked over at Harry.
"We need a proper teacher. We need to know how to defend ourselves." Hermione said to him.
"Yeah but what can we do about it?" Harry asked.
"Maybe we could form a group for teaching defensive magic." She said.
"Maybe, but who would teach it?" Harry asked.
"Ron and I were thinking that maybe you could." She said. Harry looked up at her.
"I could what?"
"Teach us defensive magic." Hermione said clearly.
"Why me?" he asked.
"Think of all the stuff you've done Harry." Kiba said. Harry snapped his attention over to him.
"How do you know?" Harry asked. Kiba pointed to Ron and Hermione.
"Our first year you saved the sorcerers stone from you-know-who." Hermione said.
"But that was luck. That wasn't skill—"
"Second year," Ron interrupted, "you killed the basilisk and destroyed Riddle."
"Yeah but Fawkes—"
"Third year," Ron said louder still, "you fought off about a hundred dementors at once—"
"That was a fluke—"
"Last year," Ron was practically shouting now, "you fought off you-know who again—"
"Listen to me!" said Harry, almost angrily, because Ron, Hermione, Kiba and he could have sworn Akamaru were all smirking at him. "That sounds great when you say it like that, but I didn't know what I was doing half the time, I didn't plan any of it, I just did what I could think of."
"Just think of the idea." Hermione said, standing up and going up to the girl's dormitory. Ron left too and Harry stayed in his seat. A few minutes passed and Kiba stood up.
"You should go to bed to." He said while he walked over to the seat by the window.
"Fine" Harry mumbled as he left.
