Hey everyone. Don't worry Lady Ravenclaw, I will keep Harry likeable. (Try
anyways, lol.) Glad those who read it liked the Chapter, hope you reveiw to
the next one aswell. There will be some romance I'd say, but I doubt it
will be a Hermione/Harry, I'm not that much of a H/Hr fan. lol.
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"Harry wake up!" Harry opened a bleary eye. He could just make out Ewwyn standing over him and he tried to wave her off, wondering what on earth she was doing in the male sleeping quarters. "Harry. You have classes to go to! Jon and Helena are already down at Breakfast."
Thats right! They were at Hogwarts.
"Alright, I'm up." Harry said, he had made a resolve, that he would keep this time, to be nice to Jon and Helena. Afterall, becoming a captain was pretty good revenge.
"Good morning Harry!" Hermione said once Harry was down at the Great Hall, dressed in Hogwarts robes. He found them rather uncomfortable, and Lokki had insisted that he have the gold on them aswell. So, he looked like a high class student now.
"Morning Hermione, Ron." Harry mumbled sleepily.
"Do you have classes with us?" Ron asked.
"Umm..." Harry pulled out his timetable. "Some. Your Gryffindor right?" Ron and Hermione nodded. "Well, I am set out among the classes. I have Divination first, that's with all the houses I think." Harry said and he looked at Ron who had groaned.
"I hate divination. And yes, it is with all the houses, all the electives are."
"You chose divination?" Hermione asked exasperatedly.
"Yes, why? Bad experiences?" Harry inquired, reading Hermione's face correctly. (A/N It was a sappy romance novel, Hermione's face, that is. Lol, just joking.)
"The Professor, Trelawney," Hermione started dramatically "is a total fraud. She is always pretending bad things will happen, and always is predicting someone's death, she usually takes it in turns though, so it's unlikely she will pick on you two days in a row. I ended up quitting." She ended matter-of-factly.
"Really?" Harry asked, eyebrows raised. "Surely she isn't that bad?" He added, looking a little doubtfull at having chosen Divination.
"Don't worry. You can sit with Neville, Seamus, Dean and I, we usually just laugh about." Ron explained.
"Neville, Seamus and Dean?" Harry said questioningly.
"Yeh." Ron pointed down the table and Harry followed his finger. He winced, He remembered one of them from yesterday. It was Neville. He had been so excited about seeing, and talking, to Harry Potter that in his excitement he had trod on Harry's broken finger, having been on the ground and tying up his shoelace. "Neville is the chubby one, he's nice, just a little clumsy." Harry couldn't help but silently agree. "Seamus is the Sandy haired boy in the middle. And Dean is the other."
"Ok. Sounds, alright." Harry said hesitantly. He wasn't sure if working with Neville would be too thrilling.
Harry, who had been talking, quickly piled alot of food on his plate as he noticed people start to leave. It was amazing how fast he could eat, and Ron and Hermione couldn't help stare. He had about three times as much as Hermione alone, and ate it in half the time.
Harry, noticing their looks, bowed his head sheepishly. "I was late as it is." He muttered. "And I have always been taught to have a good feed because it is most likely you wont get lunch, that's when your a Ranger anyway." He explained.
"Oh." Ron and Hermione muttered.
Harry followed Ron out one of the doors, he knew where the Divination room was, having accidently been lead there by a painting and barged in on a class. Hermione, however, went out another door.
The two new friends walked all the way up to north tower and by the time they got there, Ron was panting and Harry was consistently asking him what was wrong.
"Aren't you atleast a little bit puffed?" he gasped out.
"Noooo" Harry said slowly, watching Ron curiously. Then it hit him, ofcourse, he hadn't had Ranger training. "Oh. I get ya now." He said winking.
Ron looked confused and Harry laughed. The ladder came down and they both stepped up.
The room was round and stuffy. No windows were open and it was hot. It appeared the two of them were a little late because there were already most people in the classroom.
"Mr. Weasley. What took you so long?" Trelawney asked, totally ignoring that Harry was in on it too.
"Ah, Professor that would be my fault." Harry said, watching the insect looking teacher with curious eyes. She looked like a skinny little bug and Harry had to bite his lip so he didnt laugh. "I got up late and then had a bog breakfast." Harry lied, in actual fact, the breakfast was small to him, but apart from that it was the truth.
"Well, you will be excused this time, but next time I wont be so forgiving." She said in a misty voice. Harry noticed that there were two girld up the front, one with long blonde hair and one with long dark hair. It seemed as though they were trying to figure out who was most interesting to watch, Trelawney or Harry.
Harry winked at them, hoping to embarass them enough to stop them looking at him and keep their eyes trained on the Professor. It worked, they both went red when they saw him and their eyes then followed the Professor.
"Today dears we will be going over some revision from the first year that you may have forgotten, we'll be doing Crystal Balls. Harry, have you had any experience with Divination?"
"Umm..." Harry felt embarassed talking in front of all these people he didn't know, almost as though they were superior. "I guess. My Leutenant taught me most things as well as my training. As in, he taught me normal human work aswell." Harry explained. He had to stay confident, otherwise he would not make a very good captain.
"That's good dear." Trelawney said and started ranting on about god knows what, Harry didnt.
"Mr. Potter? Are you paying attention?" Harry was startled out of his half asleep state by Trelawney yelling in his ear.
"Um, yes?" He supplied hopefully. In actual fact, he hadn't been listening, he had been wondering what they were all doing back at Ranger Central.
"I dont think so. Now pay attention. I was just saying that you might like to tell us what you could see?" Then she mumbled something only Harry could half hear. "I thought Dumbledore said Rangers were disciplined with good attention spans."
Harry cocked an eyebrow at her but said nothing and looked into the ball. At first all he could see was swirling mists, but then pictures seemed to come into view, he just didn't know what. It looked like lightning above a hill, with a small rune at the top of it. It was the rune of power.
"I can ah, see a hill. The rune of power, and a lightning bolt hitting it." Harry said, he then looked at Trelawney. "Is that in the book?"
"Umm... No." She said shortly, then did something rather childish and snatched up his ball and looked into it herself, before shaking it around and looking again.
Now, Harry wasn't a divination expert, but he knew a little, and that was something you weren't supposed to do.
"Um. Excuse me Miss, but your wrecking the Balls paterns." He said as Trelawney continued what she was doing. She looked at him for a second and then back at the ball. She shook it again and Harry felt himself reddening, it was rather funny, but he wouldn't learn anything with this teacher is things kept like it was. "PROFESSOR TRELAWNEY!" That got her attention and everyone elses. "Please, stop wrecking the ball."
Trelawney nodded weakley and Harry noticed everyone looking at him strangely. "What?" He asked, his voice forceful.
Everyone just turned around as though nothing had happened, but Harry noticed that sometimes people would glance at him, he figured it was the fact that he had yelled at a teacher.
The next class the was Double Potions, apparantly Harry was to be a Gryffindor for this class, which he was glad, but then he would have charms next and be a Slytherin, he had heard they were a rowdy bunch ...
"Well, we have a new celebrity today do we?" Snape snickered looking directly at Harry, who had the immediate impression Snape didnt like him, though he sent out the same vibes of dislike.
"Do we?" Harry echoed, looking around in mock confusion. Snape's smirk turned to a scowl.
"Dont you dare talk to me like that Potter." Snape hissed. "I wont take any crap from you of all people"
To say the least, Harry was taken aback by that statement. Sure to be so outright! "And why is that Sir?" Harry asked.
"Because." Snape said shortly.
"Sir, Yes sir!" Harry joked, causing another glare from Snape.
"20 points from Gryffindor."
"But I'm not in a house sir. And I think Slytherin would suit me better," Harry smirked at Snape's face and the door burst open.
Startled, Harry turned to face it. Sirius was standing in the doorway, well, it looked like the Sirius Helena had dragged in.
"Harry! Oh! They wouldn't let me see you til now! I was in the hospital wing." He hugged Harry who was standing now.
"Uh. Mr. Black, are you OK?"
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"Harry wake up!" Harry opened a bleary eye. He could just make out Ewwyn standing over him and he tried to wave her off, wondering what on earth she was doing in the male sleeping quarters. "Harry. You have classes to go to! Jon and Helena are already down at Breakfast."
Thats right! They were at Hogwarts.
"Alright, I'm up." Harry said, he had made a resolve, that he would keep this time, to be nice to Jon and Helena. Afterall, becoming a captain was pretty good revenge.
"Good morning Harry!" Hermione said once Harry was down at the Great Hall, dressed in Hogwarts robes. He found them rather uncomfortable, and Lokki had insisted that he have the gold on them aswell. So, he looked like a high class student now.
"Morning Hermione, Ron." Harry mumbled sleepily.
"Do you have classes with us?" Ron asked.
"Umm..." Harry pulled out his timetable. "Some. Your Gryffindor right?" Ron and Hermione nodded. "Well, I am set out among the classes. I have Divination first, that's with all the houses I think." Harry said and he looked at Ron who had groaned.
"I hate divination. And yes, it is with all the houses, all the electives are."
"You chose divination?" Hermione asked exasperatedly.
"Yes, why? Bad experiences?" Harry inquired, reading Hermione's face correctly. (A/N It was a sappy romance novel, Hermione's face, that is. Lol, just joking.)
"The Professor, Trelawney," Hermione started dramatically "is a total fraud. She is always pretending bad things will happen, and always is predicting someone's death, she usually takes it in turns though, so it's unlikely she will pick on you two days in a row. I ended up quitting." She ended matter-of-factly.
"Really?" Harry asked, eyebrows raised. "Surely she isn't that bad?" He added, looking a little doubtfull at having chosen Divination.
"Don't worry. You can sit with Neville, Seamus, Dean and I, we usually just laugh about." Ron explained.
"Neville, Seamus and Dean?" Harry said questioningly.
"Yeh." Ron pointed down the table and Harry followed his finger. He winced, He remembered one of them from yesterday. It was Neville. He had been so excited about seeing, and talking, to Harry Potter that in his excitement he had trod on Harry's broken finger, having been on the ground and tying up his shoelace. "Neville is the chubby one, he's nice, just a little clumsy." Harry couldn't help but silently agree. "Seamus is the Sandy haired boy in the middle. And Dean is the other."
"Ok. Sounds, alright." Harry said hesitantly. He wasn't sure if working with Neville would be too thrilling.
Harry, who had been talking, quickly piled alot of food on his plate as he noticed people start to leave. It was amazing how fast he could eat, and Ron and Hermione couldn't help stare. He had about three times as much as Hermione alone, and ate it in half the time.
Harry, noticing their looks, bowed his head sheepishly. "I was late as it is." He muttered. "And I have always been taught to have a good feed because it is most likely you wont get lunch, that's when your a Ranger anyway." He explained.
"Oh." Ron and Hermione muttered.
Harry followed Ron out one of the doors, he knew where the Divination room was, having accidently been lead there by a painting and barged in on a class. Hermione, however, went out another door.
The two new friends walked all the way up to north tower and by the time they got there, Ron was panting and Harry was consistently asking him what was wrong.
"Aren't you atleast a little bit puffed?" he gasped out.
"Noooo" Harry said slowly, watching Ron curiously. Then it hit him, ofcourse, he hadn't had Ranger training. "Oh. I get ya now." He said winking.
Ron looked confused and Harry laughed. The ladder came down and they both stepped up.
The room was round and stuffy. No windows were open and it was hot. It appeared the two of them were a little late because there were already most people in the classroom.
"Mr. Weasley. What took you so long?" Trelawney asked, totally ignoring that Harry was in on it too.
"Ah, Professor that would be my fault." Harry said, watching the insect looking teacher with curious eyes. She looked like a skinny little bug and Harry had to bite his lip so he didnt laugh. "I got up late and then had a bog breakfast." Harry lied, in actual fact, the breakfast was small to him, but apart from that it was the truth.
"Well, you will be excused this time, but next time I wont be so forgiving." She said in a misty voice. Harry noticed that there were two girld up the front, one with long blonde hair and one with long dark hair. It seemed as though they were trying to figure out who was most interesting to watch, Trelawney or Harry.
Harry winked at them, hoping to embarass them enough to stop them looking at him and keep their eyes trained on the Professor. It worked, they both went red when they saw him and their eyes then followed the Professor.
"Today dears we will be going over some revision from the first year that you may have forgotten, we'll be doing Crystal Balls. Harry, have you had any experience with Divination?"
"Umm..." Harry felt embarassed talking in front of all these people he didn't know, almost as though they were superior. "I guess. My Leutenant taught me most things as well as my training. As in, he taught me normal human work aswell." Harry explained. He had to stay confident, otherwise he would not make a very good captain.
"That's good dear." Trelawney said and started ranting on about god knows what, Harry didnt.
"Mr. Potter? Are you paying attention?" Harry was startled out of his half asleep state by Trelawney yelling in his ear.
"Um, yes?" He supplied hopefully. In actual fact, he hadn't been listening, he had been wondering what they were all doing back at Ranger Central.
"I dont think so. Now pay attention. I was just saying that you might like to tell us what you could see?" Then she mumbled something only Harry could half hear. "I thought Dumbledore said Rangers were disciplined with good attention spans."
Harry cocked an eyebrow at her but said nothing and looked into the ball. At first all he could see was swirling mists, but then pictures seemed to come into view, he just didn't know what. It looked like lightning above a hill, with a small rune at the top of it. It was the rune of power.
"I can ah, see a hill. The rune of power, and a lightning bolt hitting it." Harry said, he then looked at Trelawney. "Is that in the book?"
"Umm... No." She said shortly, then did something rather childish and snatched up his ball and looked into it herself, before shaking it around and looking again.
Now, Harry wasn't a divination expert, but he knew a little, and that was something you weren't supposed to do.
"Um. Excuse me Miss, but your wrecking the Balls paterns." He said as Trelawney continued what she was doing. She looked at him for a second and then back at the ball. She shook it again and Harry felt himself reddening, it was rather funny, but he wouldn't learn anything with this teacher is things kept like it was. "PROFESSOR TRELAWNEY!" That got her attention and everyone elses. "Please, stop wrecking the ball."
Trelawney nodded weakley and Harry noticed everyone looking at him strangely. "What?" He asked, his voice forceful.
Everyone just turned around as though nothing had happened, but Harry noticed that sometimes people would glance at him, he figured it was the fact that he had yelled at a teacher.
The next class the was Double Potions, apparantly Harry was to be a Gryffindor for this class, which he was glad, but then he would have charms next and be a Slytherin, he had heard they were a rowdy bunch ...
"Well, we have a new celebrity today do we?" Snape snickered looking directly at Harry, who had the immediate impression Snape didnt like him, though he sent out the same vibes of dislike.
"Do we?" Harry echoed, looking around in mock confusion. Snape's smirk turned to a scowl.
"Dont you dare talk to me like that Potter." Snape hissed. "I wont take any crap from you of all people"
To say the least, Harry was taken aback by that statement. Sure to be so outright! "And why is that Sir?" Harry asked.
"Because." Snape said shortly.
"Sir, Yes sir!" Harry joked, causing another glare from Snape.
"20 points from Gryffindor."
"But I'm not in a house sir. And I think Slytherin would suit me better," Harry smirked at Snape's face and the door burst open.
Startled, Harry turned to face it. Sirius was standing in the doorway, well, it looked like the Sirius Helena had dragged in.
"Harry! Oh! They wouldn't let me see you til now! I was in the hospital wing." He hugged Harry who was standing now.
"Uh. Mr. Black, are you OK?"