A/N: The schedule is going to be four classes a day, two before lunch, two after. If it is different then the J.K. Rowling schedule, sorry, deal with it. I hope you enjoy the story.
"He sure wants Ron dead pretty bad." Phoenix yelled to no one in particular.
"Oh calm down, at least he gave you an easy potion, knowing Weasley's incompetence." Draco joked. "Right?"
"No Drake, not right. He gave me the bloody Dragon's breath potion." She groaned.
"Which one's that?" Pansy asked.
"The potion that if not made correctly can burn anything it touches and even during the brewing process, the potion is extremely hot. As it is, I already need to get a cauldron from Charlie just to brew it. If this is made correctly, it will be used to heal burns, it's the best substance for that use actually. Fresh ingredients are always desired over older stuff."
"Lucky you can find um all." Greg said.
"Yeah, and that I have Charlie to harvest everything I can't get here for me." Phoenix sighed.
"Hey, Phoenix." Harry smiled meeting the group at the door.
"Hello Harry." Smiled pecking him on the cheek.
"Hermione still inside?" Draco asked.
"No, I'm here." Hermione smiled running out.
"We can go then." Pansy said catching Blaise's hand.
"When did this happen?" Phoenix asked curiously.
"This summer." Pansy blushed.
"I'm proud." Phoenix smiled.
"Took them long enough." Draco agreed.
"Oh Harry, before we part ways, can you make sure Ron understands there is no way in hell he is touching the potion. He gets the report." Phoenix said as they reached the Entrance Hall. "And to meet me in the Library after dinner to start our research."
"I'll try Nix, promise." He smiled.
"Have fun with the loon." Phoenix grunted
"Luna's not that bad." Ginny snapped as the group walked in to the Great Hall for lunch.
"The other loon Ginny." Phoenix replied sharply.
"She means Trelawny." Hermione said.
"That's the one." Phoenix agreed. Ginny just turned around and kept walking to class.
"So when will you and Millicent get together?" Pansy asked Vince.
"We aren't." He said.
"Not yet Vince." Phoenix smiled as the group found seats at the Slytherin table.
"So Pansy has your mum decided on those new curtains yet?" Phoenix asked glancing at Ron. The red head tensed up immediately.
"I don't know, I hope so, I hate this light my old ones let in." She sighed also glancing at the Gryffindor table.
"What are these going to be? Red or blue?" Draco asked following the pattern.
"What are you doing?" Hermione asked.
"Scaring the Gryffindors." Phoenix replied.
"What?" Harry asked.
"It is something we learned from Adrian. You Gryffindors are so jumpy. All we have to do is look at you and talk and you think we are planning something." Pansy said.
"That's terrible." Harry said.
"No, it's funny, and it serves them right." Phoenix replied.
"I won't fight you on this." Harry shrugged.
"Good plan love." Phoenix smiled finishing lunch just as the bell rang.
"Arithmacy." She sighed.
"Come on Phoenix." Hermione chuckled as she pulled the firestarter away from the table.
"I'm coming Mione, but can we wait for Drake and Blaise please?"
"We're right here." Blaise said meeting the girls in the Entrance Hall.
"Thanks Blaise." Phoenix grumbled.
"Your welcome fair maiden." He replied.
"I really should smack you…" Phoenix said.
"Right here." Blaise interrupted tapping his cheek.
"As I was saying before you so rudely interrupted, I really should smack you, but you'd like that too much." Phoenix replied.
"Too true." Blaise smiled.
"When's your first meeting with the Minister?" Pansy asked.
"This Sunday, in the morning. Dumbledore will have a Portkey for me. I'll go to Dragon Gates Saturday to get updates and see what we need to ask the Minister or other Gates for." Phoenix replied.
"You get to bring anyone from the Gates?" Hermione asked feeling really bad for her.
"No, I really hate Charlie at this moment. He may leave me to my own training within reason, but it's his fault I'm the ambassador." Phoenix replied. "Too bad we are the only British 'Handlers' in Romania."
"That sucks, bring Po…Harry, sorry, habits break hard, anyway, bring Harry to Slytherin when you get back, you can loosen up there." Blaise suggested.
"I'll talk to him, he should have no problems, and you Slytherins are growing on us Gryffindors."
"Only a matter of time before we are actually getting along." Draco shrugged.
"Ack!" Blaise cried.
"Shut it you." Phoenix and Hermione said in unison and found seats with the Slytherins.
"So what classes are you taking this year?" Hermione asked Phoenix.
"Ancient Runes, Arithmancy, Charms, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Herbology, Potions, History of Magic and Transfiguration." Phoenix replied.
"All the good ones, how'd you get all those?" Pansy asked
"We had to choose the classes that fit our future jobs." Phoenix reminded her.
"Welcome to Arithmacy, class, I am Professor Vector, and I am here to teach of the magical uses in numbers." The tall female Professor said. She was pretty by most standards. She had shoulder length brown hair and briliant blue eyes. She seemed to have a happy personality and made this class seem easier than it was. By the end of the class, only Phoenix, Greg and Vince was confused.
"I thought class was supossed to be hard." Phoenix said.
"Me too." Greg agreed. The rest of the day went smoothly for the group and was soon a party when Harry joined them after Arithmacy. Dinner was better than most days, Phoenix and Harry sat with Hermione, Seamus, Lavender, Parvarti and Dean, Hailey had even come to sit with them. The Gryffindors had given her a hard time till phoenix got pissed and reminded everyone she was muggle-born.
"Damn it." Phoenix said when dinner was over.
"What's wrong?" Hailey asked.
"I have to deal with Weasley." She replied.
"Want some help?" Hermione asked.
"No, I'll leave if I must." Phoenix sighed. "Bye."
"See you later." Harry said. "Good luck."
"Thanks Harry." Phoenix smiled. "You talk to him?"
"I did." He replied. Phoenix nodded and walked off. She met Ron outside the library and knew that was best.
"No way Black!" He yelled.
"What now Weasley?"
"You do not get the potion and leave me with the report!"
"I believe I do Weasley, I have brewed this before and you are barely passing potions, I'll be surprised if you get an A in Potions." She said calmly. "This potions are far above your level of skill, I brew the potion, you stay away from it."
"No!" Ron yelled again. "The potion is the bigger grade."
"If you fail to write a good report you'll lose your induvidual points, if I don't do the potion well, I'll loses my induvidual points. If we both do well, we get an O, we both do terrible we lose all of both types of points. Stick to the part that you can get help on."
"I can get help on the potion, Charlie knows how to brew it."
"He can't brew it for you, He can get ingredients fresh and a sturdy caldron, but you need to be able to actually brew it. As an intern, you have to learn to brew it, it's part of the program. You have newver brewed it and have no clue which book to use. I can brew the potion, I know the book to use and can give you the best books to do the report. Hermione can help you on it too. I'll do the potion piece, you do the report." Phoenix repeated. Ron didn't respond but followed Phoenix into the library to get their books. She grabbed four books and shoved three of them at Ron.
"These are the best to use, they are acurate and detailed." She growled and sat down with the fourth. She took out a piece of parchment and began to copy down the ingredients she needed and the process of brewing.
"Thank god it is a fast brew." She sighed when she finished.
"You done already?" Ron groaned.
"Bring them with you idiot, and of course I'm done, I just needed to refresh the process in my head." Phoenix snapped making Ron step back. She felt a slight burn in her right arm and focused her own fire to the spot. It went away shortly afterwards and she could dissperse her fire through her body again. She really hoped Brendan was right about the burning and she just had to let her fire fight the mark's. She left the Library with her notes and walked to Gryffindor alone. She walked in to see all the fifth, sixth and seventh years crowded around the bulittin bored.
"What's up?" She asked Seamus as he came out of the pack.
"See for your self." He said. She groaned and pushed to the front.
"Bloody hell." She sighed when she saw the sheet.
Dragon Relations
Ever thought of being a Dragon Handler?
Open to years 5-7
Professor Michael St. Heightz
Monday Classes
6th years- 2
7th years- 1
Wednesday Classes
5th years- 2
7th years- 3
Friday Classes
5th years- 3
6th years- 1
Phoenix signed up to get out of History of Magic and told herself she could help Mike as a bonus. She got out of the crowd and walked to the classroom where it was going to be held and found Mike pacing inside.
"Mike, you look pale." She said. Mike looked up and saw Phoenix walking towards him with a face that told him she was annoyed, but now unhappy.
"Do I?" He asked. "Anton told me we needed more Handlers so he sent me and a couple other senior Trainees that weren't in school to teach at some of the schools in Europe. We also have our trainers to help us if we need it." He said.
"Don't be too nervous, you have two classes a day and two free periods. I have two free periods tomorrow, both after lunch, and two on Friday, one before lunch and one last period." Phoenix explained.
"What are you getting at?" He asked.
"I signed up so I can help you in the fifth year classes and one of my four free periods land when you have a seventh year class and one when you have a sixth year class." Phoenix explained. "I'll see if I can help you out."
"Thanks Phoenix, how do you know my schedule?" He asked.
"The periods for every year were on the sign-up sheet." Phoenix smiled.
"Really?" He asked.
"I'm positive." She smiled as McGonagall walked in.
"Ah, Miss Black, there you are." She said.
"Hullo Professor." Phoenix said backing up slightly.
"I see you signed up for Mr. St, Heightz class, why?"
"To get out of an unneeded class." Phoenix tried.
"You do not need this class Miss Black."
"Yes Professor, but before you get upset, are there other open spaces that weren't filled?" She asked feeling smart.
"Yes Miss Black, but that doesn't matter."
"Well, if there aren't any students that didn't want to get in, why can't I stay in the class?"
"May I make a comment?" Mike asked.
"Please do." McGonagall said hoping he would agree with her.
"If I must say, Phoenix is a good friend of mine, and if she could take the class, not for a grade, but to give me a hand. Then she has a couple free periods that are at the same time as two of my other classes, she could come help me during them."
"I can't see any problems with that as long as she passes her other classes, and if I am correct she does not need History of Magic OWLs." McGonagall said.
"Thanks Professor, I will." Phoenix sighed.
"Here are the lists of students from each house Michael." McGonagall said. "New Schedules will be given out tomorrow morning to staff and students."
"Umbridge will not like that." Phoenix commented.
"Yes well, she does not have to like it, the Minister thought of the idea and Professor Dumbledore allowed it." McGonagall said and walked out.
"Is she always like that?" Mike asked nervously.
"Stiff and serious? Pretty much." Phoenix replied. "Give me the Slytherin and Gryffindor lists, I'll write them out for you." Phoenix smiled. Mike just nodded and let her; it made the process go faster.
"Oh, instead of going to Dragon Gates every Saturday, you'll come here, Anton will Floo me every Friday." He said as Phoenix left. She nodded to show she heard him and walked out.