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Harry Potter and the Defense against Dark Arts Teacher

By: Ice Princess

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Background: Harry Potter is entering his fifth year at Hogwarts with many surprises to come!

A/N: I really hope you enjoy this fan fic. I've never wrote like this before, and I'm going to attempt (keyword: attempt) very hard at capturing each characters through nature, how they talk, act, etc. Please review! Thank you so much!

Disclaimer: Harry Potter, his friends and foes, are not owned by myself, but JKR and her publishers. I have only created this plot, and no more. Thank you!

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Chapter One: Back to the Burrow


Dear Harry,
How's your summer been? Mine's alright. Percy's ecstatic about being head of his department now. He talks about his job now more than he ever did, and it gets so annoying, really it does. I have good news. Mum said that you can come visit us again. We talked to Dumbledore and he said it would be alright if you came. Seeing as how there are only three more weeks before school starts, we'll pick you up and take you back home with us, no matter WHAT the Dursley's say. Fred and George have finally got their joke shop on the road. Of COURSE they called it Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. What else would it be? Mum's not as annoyed as we thought she would be that they haven't joined the Ministry, but I suppose it's good for them. Not just saying this out of clannishness, but I think there shop is going to be more popular than Zonkos in no time. Zonkos is already buying from them. I sent Hermione an owl, and I think she'll be visiting us as well for the last two weeks. I reckon Dumbledore'll just owl your supply list to us. Then we can all do our Diagon Alley shopping together. We won't be doing anything big. We'll just hang out and play Quidditch, stuff like that. Owl me your reply right now! I'll see you in a few days!

Your friend,
Ron Weasley



Harry Potter, the boy who lived, sat in his room (Dudley Dursley's second room that was filled with his old toys) clutching the piece of parchment from Ron Weasley, his best friend of four years, with great excitement.

He would love to get away from the Dursley's, and this was his chance! Especially since they were going vacationing in a few days in Australia. The Dursleys were thinking of having Harry stay at Mrs. Figg's house again, but staying with all of Mrs. Figg's cats was the last thing Harry wanted to do. He would bring up the idea to Uncle Vernon and see what he had to say.

And with that idea Harry walked down the stairs to the kitchen where the Dursleys were having breakfast. Aunt Petunia was making Uncle Vernon eggs and slicing watermelon up for Dudley, who was still continuing his diet. As usual, they acted as though no one had just entered the room and ignored Harry.

"Er -, Uncle Vernon? I was wondering if I could talk to you about something," Harry started.

Mr. Dursley grunted, as if that was somehow a sign of acknowledging Harry.

"I was wondering if I could go to Ron - my friend's house for the last three weeks before I go to Hog - my school," Harry suggested.

Mr. Dursley sat behind the newspaper he was reading, thinking carefully. Harry did say that Ron was his friend... It would be letting Harry have fun. Of course if Harry wrote his Godfather, then he'd get in trouble...

Mr. Dursley just grunted again.

"And... it would spare Mrs. Figg a lot of trouble. You won't have to arrange for her to take care of me while you went on your vacation..." Harry continued.

As though he needed taking care of. He was fifteen years old, although he had the same messy black hair, and his lightning scar which often reminded him of the Dark Lord who was creating so much havoc in the Wizarding World as well as unexplainable deaths in the Muggle World.

"Fine," Mr. Dursley muttered. "We're not taking you anywhere though. You tell your freak friends that they're going to have to come pick you up."

Harry jumped for joy.

"Thanks," he said as he ran up the stairs.

"And tell them not to use the ruddy fireplace!" Uncle Vernon shouted after him.

Harry bit back laughter as he heard the final comment. He raced into his room and wrote Ron a quick reply.


Dear Ron,
Uncle Vernon consented. I get to go to the Burrow. Tell your Mum and Dad that they can pick me up tomorrow at around five. I can't wait to leave the Dursleys. See you then!

Your friend,
Harry Potter



Harry tied the letter to Hedwig's leg and watched him fly out of the window.

"Be back soon Hedwig. We've got packing to do!"

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A/N: Well, that was my first chapter. I'll make the other ones soon! I really really really hope you liked it, 'n if you didn't please don't flame me. The other chapters will get better. I know this one was pretty short, but oh well. Thanks again for reading and please review! ~ Ice Princess