Harry was the first to awake and found Nott under heaps of blankets charmed with warming charms. Noticing how he had frozen over his side of the room, Harry couldn't blame him. He disappeared into the bathroom and casting a notice-me-not over his stall, he released his disguised. His hair peeled off his person like bandages, revealing his tall profile. He quickly washed himself before wrapping himself in disguise once more. Stepping out, he unfreeze his side of the room and turned out the heater. Soon enough, the room was toasty enough that Nott woke up from the accumulating heat, lightly sweating. By then, Harry was already making his round to wake up the First Years.

The girls were woken by the sudden snowfall in their room while the boys were more hands on. He first poke and prodded them. When they refused to wake up by the gentle means, he simple covered them in an avalanche of snow. It worked much well than a pitcher of cold water.

His job done, he passed the next step to Nott who just stepped out from their shared room; Nott will have to guide them to the Great Hall. Harry walked out of the Great Hall and then turned to the hall that lead to the Hufflepuff dorm. He then smiled at Neville who was herding a group of little Hufflepuff. Having grown tall, he suddenly understood why to Slendy everyone else were 'Little One'. Recalling that that it was also a name that he once carry as a strange Dementor, Harry can't help but wonder if he has ever been so small in his life. Considering that before his growth spurt, he was smaller and shorter than most of his peers, he supposed it made a lot of sense.

Harry walked beside Neville who leave the First Years with MacMillan who glared at Harry. With a tug on Neville's arm, Harry Slenderwalked to the Great Hall where they met up with Hermione and a sleepy Ron. As usual, they sat at the same table and today being Gryffindor since Ron decided to take a nap in his porridge. They chattered about their first day as prefect when their timetables were passed to them.

Ron took one look at his and groaned about the double classes with the worse of the teachers. Harry simply glared coldly at the Defence timetable before sensing Umbridge entering the Great Hall for breakfast. Hermione saw where he was glancing at and said, "Did you get what she said yesterday?"

Neville shrugged, "I don't really get it but I get a very bad feeling. She was there at the hearing and she's all for sending me back with wand snapped,"

Ron scowled at his porridge, having his messy face being scorgified by Harry, "I'm not brainy but I know she's bad news,"

Harry nodded, "She's basically declaring to Albus that its war between Hogwarts and the Ministry. Considering that he's been stripped of his office, I'm saying that Fudge wanted to bring Albus down as low as he can get,"

They shared an unenthusiastic shrug and decided to head to class after breakfast. On Harry's part, the only thing he found unexciting was the teachers being repetitive about their O.W.L's and the importance of dumping a hill of homework on them. By the time it was Defence, Harry was ready to declare that the teachers have turned into a broken record of 'owls'.

Upon entering the class, he sat next to Ron with Blaise sitting next to him thus placing two Slytherin among the lions of Hogwarts. Harry was determined to listen to the Sorting Hat's advice and that meant breaking the ridiculous stereotype thinking of Hogwarts' population on House rivalries.

Umbridge entered the class and instantly greeted them with the intention of dropping the best of their intelligence. Seriously, was she talking to a bunch of autistic patients? Not that he has anything against autism but he certainly felt that she needed a re-education. When she open the class session with 'wands away', he knew that it will go downhill from here on.

Harry glared at his text book, he had read the blasted thing and it was as far from useful as a bunch of words put together can be. Even nursery rhymes have more use! Reading the course aim written on the black board, he noticed that it said nothing about practicing spells, only theories. With a barely hidden snarl, he raised his hand.

He have manners after all.

Has it been five minutes? Students around him have stopped reading or fantasizing to stare at him. Harry felt no fatigue for keeping his position for so long, not even the beginning of numbness. Umbridge finally have no choice to attend to him, "Yes Mr Potter?"

Harry felt his eyebrow twitch at the name, "It is Grossmann, ma'am,"

Umbridge looked like she have swallowed something rotten, "Yes Mr Grossmann?"

Harry lowered his hand, "May I ask you if we will even learn something useful for O.W.L in this class or does the Ministry have decided that our education for the future of the Magical Realm of England is not worth it since it seems to me you are interfering with our education in exchange of winning a political war that most certainly have nothing to do with us whatsoever,"

Umbridge glared at him before smiling sweetly like a rotten peach, "May I ask if you are an educational expert, Mr Grossmann?"

Harry shrugged, "I don't know, are you an educational expert?"

Umbridge's smile seem to strain at his blunt insult, "Why of course, after all I am the teacher that the Minister himself have chosen," She then asked, "Now, read your books. You will see that your concern is for naught,"

She turned away from him. But Harry decided to raise his hand once more. She lasted three minutes this time before giving annoyed sigh and looked at him, "Yes? I hope you have a better reason to disrupt your precious friend's study time,"

Harry nodded, "So you are saying that theory alone will save us from whatever is out there that would attack us defenceless children?"

This seemed like a question she was expecting from him since she was smiling larger like a mutated toad with teeth, "Why, if you learn the theory enough, you will find that you can cast the spell just fine. Besides, what would ever attack children like you?"

Harry shrugged, "I don't know, something like the Slenderman perhaps? Or maybe Laughing Jack? How about Jeff the Killer? He did managed to break into Hogwarts once, who's to say that the other Sentient Shadow won't do the same? They are not going to wait for you to remember theories to save yourself,"

Umbridge paled, she certainly was hoping that he would say Voldemort. Unfortunately for her, Harry knew greater horror than the Dark Lord. She strained to smile once more, "The Sentient Shadows are not going to hurt you-,"

Harry cut her, "Really? Jeff was certainly out for me back in Second Years,"

Umbridge lost her smile and glared at him, "Stop lying! Why would a Sentient Shadow be bothered to attack a student like you?"

"I don't know, why do we?"

She turned around at the sudden voice coming from behind to look at an empty blackboard when a monochrome face appeared with a sharp predator smile. Umbridge screamed at the strange clown's sudden appearance. She stumbled on her heels and fell backward, sprawling on the castle's stone floor like an upside down frog. Harry raised a brow at her, "I told you they can get onto Hogwarts ground,"

LJ laughed at her face and popped out of existence.

Sputtering with anger and shame, Umbridge turn to Harry and pointed at him, "DETENTION!" She whipped to her table and pull out a piece of parchment and jotted something on it before handing him the parchment, "I want you to give this to your Head of House," She then pointed at the door, "You may leave the class,"

Ron simply glared at her while Harry gathered his thing with a bemused look. He leave her room with a chilling smile and the students flinched from the breeze of cold as he passed them by. When he finally reached the hall of Severus's office, he came across a fleeing Peeves. Apparently he's angry enough that his Dementor side was showing despite the smile on his face and his flaccid movement.

It all screamed contained anger.

Severus looked up upon his entry, shooed the Second Year that was in the room with him and just in time to cast the strongest charms for protection, wards and exchanged his summer robe for his winter and double the warmth with charms before Harry exploded in a blizzard of ice. Severus sat in his comfiest chair, huddling his body in a tight ball for extra warmth as Harry loose his 'disguise'. Ice encased his legs as he moved back and forth in a familiar pacing, hissing Dementor curses at Umbridge before calming down enough to stand still. Taking a deep breath, he sighed and frosted Severus's scowling eyebrows.

Severus frowned, "Now what?"

Harry handed his detention slip, the first he ever had, to Severus. The Potion Master cursed, "What happened? Disruption of class…ridiculous!"

Harry shrugged, "LJ popped for a moment and scared the shit out of the bitch,"

"HARRY!"

Harry ignored the scandalised tone at his unexpected cursing and continued, "I am simply asking her what the hell the Ministry was thinking interfering with our education. I don't care shit about their politic and war with Albus…well, maybe a little about Albus…but I won't stand it when they interrupted what was otherwise a time for learning with their bullshit!"

Severus sighed; leave it to Harry to explode having his study time compromised. Added with the fact that Umbridge was already in his despise list, she was practically making an enemy out of a potential Sentient Shadow. He sighed once more and looked at the detention slip, "A Prefect that receive a detention slip on his first day of duty…"

Harry looked at him, "Are you revoking my badge?"

Severus snorted, "And let Umbridge have her fun? I don't think so," He looked at the slip again, "I'm afraid that I am unable to do anything about this though,"

Harry smirked, his hair twisting aggressively before wrapping around him, returning his disguise as he answered, "I want to see what is the worse that she can do,"

Severus sighed again before deciding to change the topic, "Will you take Alchemy?"

Harry instantly brighten up, "Of course! Why wouldn't I? I'm one of Nicholas's students after all!"