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azphxbrd That's a good question, the GreenGrass lord doesn't have any more kids, and with Purebloods fertility is a bummer. I'd either have to invent a third child...or they'd have to suck it up and realize that its either Astoria or extinction.
Dragon Bard; I admit...sometimes they do come out that way. Eventually, they are actually going to be part of the plot, as Harry's flashbacks are part of something bigger
Leaf; He probably won't. Lingua and Crouch are meant to show how Hogwarts is being enriched with new opportunities.
Ever notice how some various series and such have such, strong connections. I mean, some like Percy Jackson and Kane Chronicles, have this because they are from the same guy, but why does Naruto and Bleach have such a strong connection?
Its truly a good question
Oh yes, have any of you seen any new good Harry Potter harem stories...Hetero please. I have no issues with Homos, but Harry is not of that group. A character like Sasuke Uchiha...might be (seeing as he has no interest in the multiple females who stalk him)...but as this is not a Naruto fic I'll go bash that later.
Now then, I do believe I have a third year to begin.
Gryffindor Common Room; Early in the morning
Harry was looking over the Maruaders Map 2.0 early in the tower with Daphne looking over his shoulder, as he scowled at what he had seen. "How did I expect to find this?"
He had briefly glimpsed Tracy's luggage, noting it had been thicker than normal, and not just from the extra books.
The map showed what that stuff was likely for...at no point last night did Tracy go anywhere near the Slytherin common room; staying out that late was more of the twin duo's thing to do (he noted they did that at least twice last year, usually after procuring firewood and marshmallows, which were not a magical commodity), than the Slytherin girl's.
She had camped out on an upper level of the castle, and based on the fact that Filch passed her twice, she was using an invisibility cloak.
"I don't like this one bit" Daphne noted with a frown.
"Um, any chance Tracy will actually talk?" Harry asked, Daphne knowing more about the girl than he did...and naturally girls understood girls better than most males.
"If Tracy doesn't want to talk, she's not going to talk...its a magical thing" She sighed "Your not supposed to reveal family secrets...and I don't think that's it, something's wrong in the Snake den and Tracy's avoiding it like Snape and a shower"
Harry wondered what that was supposed to mean, but decided he did not want to know. Smiling, he had an sudden idea.
"Dobby!" he called the House Elf who now maintained the Potter Castle, as the happy little creature apparated before them.
"Has the honorable Harry Potter, and Potter Lady number Five" why did he call them that still? "Called for Dobby"
"Something is up with Daphne's friend, Tracy Davis, she's sort of acting weird" Harry told him. "It might be nothing, but it could be something. You know the schedule of Hogwarts, right?"
"Dobby does not sir, but Dobby can learn!"
"Yes, well if you could, during the period in between classes, and also after classes, if you could keep an eye on her...and help her if anything was to happen"
Dobby grinned in a bit of a nutty way "Dobby will not sleep as long as you need him, Master Harry Potter sir!"
Harry shook his head urgently "You can still sleep and eat...just get Tracy's schedule and fit sleeping, and eating, during her class time when she's with a taecher. Her teachers will protect her during those classes
Later
With the Third Years now taking electives, classes were now a lot more varied by a person's preferences. With the electives, a person now had the freedom to do the classes they wish.
Even the time travelers had only done what they want, instead of all taking the same classes (To be fair, Harry had no desire to be trapped in Divination or Arithmancy...)
Hermione was taking Ancient Runes, Magical Languages and Arithmancy. She had wanted to take Care of Magical Creatures again...but Harry did not need her frying her brain again. A Hermione nearing madness was not a good thing.
Parvati was taking Magical Language and Divination (Her folly...), well who knows maybe Divination was a better class this time, if Snape could be James Potter's friend anything was possible.
Padma, while was taking Magical Language like her sister, would not take Divination at all, instead she was taking Ancient Runes and Arithmancy
Daphne was taking Magical Language and Care for Magical Creatures, for the simple fact she wanted to be with Tracy, who was the only Slytherin to take that class, along with Magical Language (She had coordinated with Daphne)
Susan was taking Care For Magical Creatures and Magical Languages, as her aunt had recommended them as the classes that were most direct for ministry work...and the ministry needed all the decent people it could.
He was taking Care for Magical Creatures and Ancient Runes; only Voldemort agreeing to die in exchange would get him in Divination again (Or Ronfoy being turned back Ron)
And so began the first class of the year; which was thankfully not Divination, but Care for Magical Creatures; a class of himself, Susan, Daphne, Neville, Dean, Seamus (The poor three going to damnivatio...divination) and Daphne, whose eyes looked more like one of the subjects in this class than a happy third year.
Though, Harry noticed she relaxed the farther she was from the halls.
Hagrid, as he was the first time, was jubilant, and with no Malfoy, or Ronfoy as it was, to mess up his lessons it would be a much better class.
It already had some evidence of improvement, there were no Monster Books of Monsters in this universe. They had been instructed to meet with Hagrid at the same place as last time.
Flashback
Harry walked beside them in silence as they went down the sloping lawns to Hagrid's hut on the edge of the Forbidden Forest. It was only when he spotted three only-too-familiar backs ahead of them that he realized they must be having these lessons with the Slytherins.
Malfoy was talking animatedly to Crabbe and Goyle, who were chortling. Harry was quite sure he knew what they were talking about.
Hagrid was waiting for his class at the door of his hut. He stood in his moleskin overcoat, with Fang the boarhound at his heels, looking impatient to start.
"C'mon, now, get a move on!" he called as the class approached. "Got a real treat for yeh today! Great lesson comin' up! Everyone here? Right, follow me!"
For one nasty moment, Harry thought that Hagrid was going to lead them into the forest; Harry had had enough unpleasant experiences in there to last him a lifetime.
However, Hagrid strolled off around the edge of the trees, and five minutes later, they found themselves outside a kind of paddock. There was nothing in there.
"Everyone gather 'round the fence here!" he called. "That's it — make sure yeh can see — now, firs' thing yeh'll want ter do is open yer books —"
"How?" said the cold, drawling voice of Draco Malfoy.
"Eh?" said Hagrid.
"How do we open our books?" Malfoy repeated. He took out his copy of The Monster Book of Monsters, which he had bound shut with a length of rope. Other people took theirs out too; some, like Harry, had belted their book shut; others had crammed them inside tight bags or clamped them together with binder clips.
"Hasn' — hasn' anyone bin able ter open their books?" said Hagrid, looking crestfallen.
The class all shook their heads.
"Yeh've got ter stroke 'em," said Hagrid, as though this was the most obvious thing in the world. "Look —"
He took Hermione's copy and ripped off the Spellotape that bound it. The book tried to bite, but Hagrid ran a giant forefinger down its spine, and the book shivered, and then fell open and lay quiet in his hand.
"Oh, how silly we've all been!" Malfoy sneered. "We should have stroked them! Why didn't we guess!"
"I — I thought they were funny," Hagrid said uncertainly to Hermione.
"Oh, tremendously funny!" said Malfoy. "Really witty, giving us books that try and rip our hands off!"
"Shut up, Malfoy," said Harry quietly. Hagrid was looking downcast and Harry wanted Hagrid's first lesson to be a success.
End Flashback
Harry's eye twitched, great he kept divining the future-past-cross time future without even being in Divination. It was annoying. Would anytime he thought about something in the past some flashback would strike him! The Horcrux was less annoying!
"Hello class!" Hagrid waved to them animatedly, looking the happiest he's ever been in this universe. "I hope your ready for my very first lesson, I'm so exited!"
"Hey Hagrid!" Harry greeted "Or should I say, Professor Hagrid!" Susan and Daphne rolled their eyes, amused.
Hagrid chuckled "You can still call me Hagrid, I don't need the formality. Now then, I do believe you need the magical creatures. I was hoping to bring Sparky..." they exchanged looks, isn't that his Chimera? "But...he's teething right now..." a sound like a tree being brought down came from the forest, and somehow Harry did not think it was Grawp "I think its better I bring some...different creatures" the time travelers exchanged looks as he walked off happily.
"Okay, a galleon that he's bringing something that's at least a triple X creature" Seamus commented to Dean and Neville. Dean, didn't know what Seamus meant, but Neville did, and took the bet.
Lets just say, there was still luck of the Irish, for Hagrid once again had the whole herd of half horse, half eagle Hippogriffs.
"Triple X, pay up" Sesamus grinned as Neville forked over a Galleon.
"Hippogriffs, beautiful aren't they" Hagrid noted to, for him, very marvelous, not particularly flesh rendering, creatures "Proud beasts of the air, intelligent, the offspring of Griffins and Horses, the Griffin having an odd liking to female horses that no magical zoologist has ever figured, my pet Godric was actually the father of this herd" Hagrid reminisced, as they caught the past tense "Unfortunately, such a fine beast is no longer with us, dead by the wand of You Know Who's death eaters..." a tear left his eyes as they all felt sorry for him...for a Griffin was hardly a monster...for Hagrid.
"Wait, if the Griffin was named Godric...you don't have any other founders pets..." Hagrid frowned.
"Sadly, no...I can't get a Runespoor, even I can't tame a Basalisk, and the Ministry has it in for interesting creatures. But, that's not the point, the point is the Hippogriffs...when you approach one you have to bow first, show it respect, and wait for it to bow back. If you don't...it can be the last thing you're ever do"
Tell that to Draco Malfoy, pre time change
"Um, is that...safe to show in class" Dean had to ask. Hagrid chuckled.
"Course their safe, Hippogriffs are tame, and interesting. A rare combination. I'm not going to show you Flesh Eating Sheep, my Manticore or my Nundu anytime soon" he didn't seem to notice that Tracy, Seamus and Neville looked horrified "Chocobo's, Snarfs, Feldunost and other things that are perfectly safe, unless you aggravate them. Remember, any provoked animal is potentially dangerous, even a Flobberworm"
With that oddly wise lecture comment, he opened the gate, trying to coax a student through. And, like last time, Harry was the brave soul to approach the Hippogriff, the gray Buckbeak.
He bowed once again to the majestic beast, once again exposing his neck to the fearsome prince of the sky should he choose to strike it, but as before, the mighty beast bowed back, quicker than last time, perhaps sensing his past connection. And so, Harry began to pet the mighty creature, who looked like he enjoyed it.
"BRAVO! BRAVO!" Hagrid cheered as the entire class looked impressed "Now, I bet you could ride him!" Harry sighed.
Only for you, Hagrid, only for you...
...
And so, in the new continuity, Hagrid's first lesson was a complete success. His homework, a summary of Hippogriff behavior.
Omake
Kroot's Tough Detention Number 2
Canon
Professor Kroot sighed, closing his Make Out Paradise book, also called Icha Icha "You'll already in detention, Mr. Crabbe, Mr. Goyle, for, and I quote, 'A ugly Whore-Beetle', Divination may be a, different, magical art, but you are never to call a teacher by such a comment..."
The two Slytherins looked bored. Perhaps he should not have been reading Icha Icha while saying this.
"Only one full day of classes, and you already are incarcerated..."
"We aren't on fire?"
He frowned "That's, incinerated, incarcerated is the same as locked up...huh well time for tough love, to discourage you from further activities " he cast a spell as some magical device he confiscated from the twins was shown, revealing Mr. Filch's office, where he had a full size mirror, a razor and a full bottle of shaving cream.
Professor Kroot looked ill "Is he about to shave his back..." he had a sadistic grin "Oh my, I just realized I was supposed to give one of my 'special reading' books to Professor Snape, I'm locking up behind him boys, and I have your wands...be sure to watch" he exited the door, locked it magically, and proceeded to walk away, while whistling.
"AHHHHHH! IT BURNS! IT BURNS!"
Filch also clipped his toe and finger nails, flossed, cleaned his ears, shaved his armpits, and, to the goons utter horror.
Omake 2
Not Canon
A possible explanation to why Dobby calls the girls by numbers
Harry wondered what that was supposed to mean, but decided he did not want to know. Smiling, he had an sudden idea.
"Dobby!" he called the House Elf who now maintained the Potter Castle, as the happy little creature apparated before them.
"Has the honorable Harry Potter, and Potter Lady number Five" why did he call them that still? "Called for Dobby"
"Can you not call them by number...it sounds so wrong...like some collectible item or something"
Dobby blushed "I am sorry, Master Harry, but there's a prophecy, that Lockhart knew of" they gave him wide eyed looks at that "In it, the time traveling hero has the ability to destroy the Dark Lord and purify the magical world, as soon as he..."
"Soon as he does what?" Anything to deal with Voldemort quickly, and if purify means fixing it, and returning Ron to normal...
"He is to have 49 lovers, of seven, the most magical of numbers, squared and father a child with them in order of them bonding to you in the same day!"
Harry's eyes went horribly wide as Daphne blushed "Wow, a prophecy actually does something for once"
"NO! WHY CAN'T MY LIFE BY NORMAL! I DIDN'T ASK FOR THIS! HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO DO THAT!"
"Don't you mean, do them?" Daphne chuckled.
"NOT FUNNY!"
"And that's not possible...aren't girls, um...fertile only at a random time or something..." he tried to get out of this horrifying situation.
"There are fertility potions"
Harry gave a humorless laugh "Also, and this might surprise some people's crazy views of me, but I AM NOT A GOD! NO ONE CAN HAVE THAT MUCH SEX IN ONE DAY!"
"Well, in myth it was said Hercules impregnated 50 daughters of some king in a psuedo 13th labor"
"I AM NOT A DEMIGOD EITHER!"
"Of course you aren't, Harry sir, you don't go to camp" a second House elf's voice squeaked...
"TONTO! WRONG STORY!" a second House Voice snapped as the sound of a scuffle was heard in the background.
"So, um...ignoring the strange voices, should I go and deal with the other males in Hogwarts and dose the females with potions"
"DON'T YOU DARE DOBBY!"
"Shall I go and make several females in mortal peril to save for you, then?"
"NO! I JUST WANT SOME NORMALITY!"
"Oh...too late then...sorry sir"
"Dobby..." Harry said in a deathly calm voice "WHAT DID YOU DO!"
"Something that works with the prophecy"
And it came true...and while Ron was turned back to normal...49 pregnant wives are worse than 49 Voldemort's