Author Note This is a actually the shortest chapter I've done in this story so far but their will be longer ones in the future.
I wanted to have this but could not fit it into my other chapters.
I wanted to in this story to also portray Harry going through Hogwarts like anyone else for the most part and show Harry is just one of those ordinary person not born into greatness but becomes great because of their actions throughout their life.
He will have to work for his fame
Also Wedding next Chapter
Cheers
Chapter 43
June 1993
Hogwarts
The Sunday before exams started it was a very uncomfortable sort of an evening. Everyone was trying to do some last-minute revising but nobody seemed to be getting very far.
None of the fifth-years talked very much at breakfast the next day with everyone reviewing and Daphne and Harry quizzing each other.
Once breakfast was over, the fifth- and seventh-years milled around in the Entrance Hall while the other students went off to lessons; then, at half past nine, they were called forwards class by class to re-enter the Great Hall, which had been rearranged with the four house tables beeing removed and replaced instead with many tables all facing the staff-table end of the Hall where Professor McGonagall stood facing them. When they were all seated and quiet, she said, "You may begin," and turned over an enormous hour-glass on the desk beside her, on which there were also spare quills, ink bottles and rolls of parchment.
Harry exchanged a look with Daphne who was sitting three rows to his right and four seats ahead.
They both whispered good luck to each other before they both turned over their papers
Harry lowered his eyes to the first question: a) Give the
incantation and b) describe the wand movement required to make objects fly.
Harry bent over the paper and began to write.
"Well, that wasn't too bad, was it?" Daphne said as she and Harry grabbed each others hand when they meet in the Entrance Hall two hours later,
"I'm sure we both did fine,"Harry said, giving her a kiss.
The fifth-years ate lunch with the rest of the school with the four house tables had reappeared for the lunch hour then they trooped off into the small chamber beside the Great Hall, where they were to wait until called for their practical examination. As small groups of students were called forwards in alphabetical order, those left behind muttered incantations and practiced wand movements, occasionally poking each other in the back or eye by mistake.
Daphne's name was called before Harrys and giving her a good luck kiss Harry sat down to review some more.
Students who had already been tested did not return afterwards so Harry had no idea how Daphne had done.
Ten minutes later, Professor Flitwick called, "Potter, Harry."
Harry walked into the Great Hall looking around.
"Professor Tofty is free, Potter," squeaked Professor Flitwick, who was standing just inside the door. He pointed Harry towards what looked like the very oldest and baldest of the examiners who was sitting behind a small table in a far corner,
"Potter ?" said Professor Tofty, consulting his notes and peering over his pince-nez at Harry
as he approached. "no need to be nervous. Now, if I could ask you to take this egg cup and make it do some cartwheels for me."
On the whole, Harry thought it went rather well. though he wished he had not mixed up the incantations for Color Change and Growth Charms, so that the rat he was supposed to be turning orange swelled shockingly and was the size of a badger before Harry could rectify his mistake.
There was no time to relax that night; they went straight to the common room after dinner and submerged themselves in revision for Transfiguration the next day;
He found it amusing that while studying on the couch Daphne ended up using him as a human pillow.
Harry then went to bed with his head buzzing with complex spell models and theories.
He ended up forgetting the definition of a Switching Spell during his written paper next morning but though his practical could have been a lot worse. At least he managed to Vanish the whole of his iguana, whereas poor Agatha Thrussington lost her head completely at the next table and somehow managed to multiply her ferret into a flock of flamingos, causing the examination to be halted for ten minutes while the birds were captured and carried out of the Hall.
They had their Herbology exam on Wednesday and other than a small bite from a Fanged Geranium, Harry felt he had done reasonably well; and then, on Thursday, Defense Against the Dark Arts. Here, Harry felt sure he had definitely passed. He had no problem with any of the written questions and took particular pleasure, during the practical examination, in performing all the counter-jinxes and defensive spells perfectly.
"Oh, bravo!" cried Professor Tofty, who was examining Harry again, when Harry demonstrated a perfect Boggart banishing spell that he remembered learning in third year. "Very good indeed! Well, I think that's all, Potter…
"Excellent!" he said. "Very well, Potter, you may go and kudos to Professor Thicknesse !"
Harry wanted to laugh; he was positive that he and a lot of others would have achieved an 'Outstanding' OWL but certainly not because of Pius Thicknesse.
On Friday they had a day off and as they had the whole weekend in front of them Harry and Daphne permitted themselves a break from revision to go on a short walk to the Great Lake.
They then spent most of Saturday and Sunday revising for Potions on Monday that Harry and Daphne ended up feeling like they did pretty well on.
They hoped they did well at the very least not wanting to disappoint their head of house.
Only a few exams left then.
SCENE CHANGE
When they reached the top of the Astronomy Tower at eleven o'clock for their exam, they found a perfect night for stargazing, cloudless and still. The grounds were bathed in silvery moonlight and there was a slight chill in the air. Each of them set up his or her telescope and, when Professor Marchbanks gave the word, proceeded to fill in the blank star-chart they had been given. Professors Marchbanks and Tofty strolled among them, watching as they entered the precise positions of the stars and planets they were observing. All was quiet except for the rustle of parchment, the occasional creak of a telescope as it was adjusted on its stand, and the scribbling of many quills. Half an hour passed, then an hour; the little squares of reflected gold light flickering on the ground below started to vanish as lights in the castle windows were extinguished.
Stars aren't Harrys specialty but he hoped he did well.
Their final exam, History of Magic, was not to take place until that afternoon.
Harry would very much have liked to go back to bed after breakfast, but he and Daphne agreed the morning would be a good time for a
spot of last-minute revision since History of Magic was their worst subject so they ended up sitting with their heads in their hands in the Common Room trying hard not to doze off as they read through their notes they had managed to compile over the years.
The fifth-years entered the Great Hall at two o'clock and took their places in front of their
facedown examination papers.
After all of the revision Harry just felt exhausted.
"Turn over your papers," said Professor Marchbanks from the front of the Hall, flicking over the giant hour-glass. "You may begin."
Harry stared fixedly at the first question and slowly he began to write an answer.
He hated History of Magic.
He ended up skipping question four (In your opinion, did wand legislation contribute to, or lead to better control of, goblin riots of the eighteenth century?), thinking that he would go back to it if he had time at the end. He had a stab at question five (How was the Statute of Secrecy breached in 1749 and what measures were introduced to prevent a recurrence?) but had a nagging suspicion that he had missed several important points; he had a feeling vampires had come into the story somewhere.
He looked at the other questions number ten: Describe the circumstances that led to the formation of the International Confederation of Wizards and explain why the warlocks of Liechtenstein refused to join.
Number fiteen the first Supreme Mugwump of the International Confederation of Wizards was Pierre Bonaccord, but his appointment was contested by the wizarding community of Liechtenstein, because -
Ugg.
He hated History of Magic.
SCENE CHANGE
The journey home on the Hogwarts Express next day was eventful with a lot of commotion.
Daphne bought a large pile of cauldron cakes and pumpkin pasties to share with the everyone in the compartment
Edmund was reading the Daily Prophet and Layla was doing a quiz in The Quibbler
Harry and Daphne just ate and sat quietly together.
As the train continued along he had several people stop by to their compartment to thank Harry for his help in teaching them and allowing them to pass their Defense Exam since they learned nothing from Thicknesse.
He also had a lot of people ask about next year since Umbridge would be taking over the Defense Post now that Pius Thicknesse would be returning to his job at the Ministry.
Harry felt that he could probably continue with the Archmagi last year after all they had no reason to believe that Umbridge would be any different than Thicknesse.
He still had a lot that he wanted the group to learn anyway.
But now that the exams are over the next big things over the course of the next two and a half months would be Harry and Daphne's wedding in August and then the start of the selection process in September under the British Family Act.
Edmund and Layla would be coming to the wedding with Edmund being Harrys best man.
And then in September Edmund would be getting his own partner assigned based on tests he had been taking with Umbridge for the past year.
Layla was just under the age where she would not be put through the process.
Good for her.