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A/N Hey all you guys. Thanks those who reviewed. I'll try to keep adding, but regents and finals are coming. . . I'll do my best. Please, and tell me about typo's and CRITICIZE. I want my first ever HP fiction to be good.



Chapter Three: Professor Lupin's Luck.



"Professor Lupin! ! What are you doing here?" Harry was so excited to see his father's old friend he was dancin' around in excitement. He looked at the Prof. questioningly.

"Harry. Good to see you alive and well," He said in his quiet, staid way.

"Is Sirius okay? Did you see him? Professor Dumbledore said he would try to get him a trial this year sometime."

"Sirius is fine Harry." Lupin had a look of love for Harry in his eyes. To be able to see his dead best friends son run to him with such excitement filled him with total joy. " I'm here to take my old job back. Defense against the dark arts."

" What? ! ? But didn't you say last time that you would be embarrassed to come back now that everyone knows you're a were wolf?" Harry whispered.

"Oh, Harry. This past summer they came out with a new potion that would work on a werewolf, only if he was bitten before 13. Well, you know I was bitten before I even came to school. It was really terrible, but it was worth it. I had to go through this crazy process! For 7 consecutive days before the full moon I had to take a piece of my hair, and

put it in some crazy potion. It contained werewolf hairs and I practically choke down it every night. And that night I couldn't take the taming potion, and right before I transformed I had to take some of my blood an put it in a cup. As I transformed I drank it and I suddenly stopped and became a full human once again. It was torture but it was well worth it. Dumbledore had told me about the potion and when he heard it worked he offered me my job back and a raise."

"Wow Professor. That's way too cool. I can't believe it." Harry had noticed something about Lupin was different and now he realized, it was his new suitcase and robe.

"Well you'd better come along the train is stopping now, Harry." AS if on cue, Ron, Hermione, and Lisa walked out right then. Ron and Hermione shrieked at the sight of Lupin. Harry told them the good news as they walked off the train. While waiting for the carriages to come, they waved at Hagrid, who yelled his traditional, "All right thereArry?" Itwas then that they got their first glimpse of Malfoy since last year. As usual it was Hermione with her eagle eyes, that never missed anything that said,

"Oh look. There's Malfoy. Don't say a thing about what I overheard." Liza looked curious.

"Who is that?" Ron answered her after a nod form Hermione. " Malfoy is a Slytherin. His Dad is a death eater, and he always seemed to be our arch enemy."

"Seemed?"

"Well, yeah. Hermione is from a muggle family and whenever he could, he called her a mud-blood. He never missed a chance to make any GRYFFINDOR look bad, and was over zealous to do that to us three. But Herm here, heard him talikng to his father when she accidently landed in Knockturn Valley . . ." He filled her in with the conversation, s they all got into the carriage.

"Wow." Liza shook her pretty head. "That must have been a real shock after how he treated you all these years."

"Yeah," said Hermione. "I'm looking forward to getting to know him better. After all, he's not so terribly ugly. . ." Her voice trailed off as she saw the looks Harry and Ron were giving her.

"Ugly or not, Hermione. This is Malfoy you're talking about. How can you forget the past 4 years?" Ron looked at her strangely. Hermione turned red.

"Aw don't listen to him. He's just jealous. I say check him out. He must like you." Liza giggled.

"I am NOT jealous. I have a crush on someone else not you. Anyways it has nothing to do with you. It has to do with your choice. How can you forget what he did to you all these years." The blush Ron had on his face from his earlier sentence was beginning to fade. Hermione had looked significantly at Liza, who had laughed again, and given Ron a sweet smile.

"Aw, leave it alone. It's her life ,Ron. Let her do what she wants with it." Harry had an absentminded look on his face. He was thinking of Cho again. Did she like him or not? He felt something pulling himself to her. He wondered if she felt it too.

"Gosh Harry," Liza said as they walked into the Great Hall. "Where are you? Are you listening?" Harry looked up.

"Nothing, Liz. You're getting sorted now. Let's go