Yay! It's Chapter 2! I'm happy that anyone is bothering to read the next chapter. ^_^ Keep readin' Potter fans, I hope ya like it! By the way, I decided to change the plot I had originally laid out in my mind, so it's not what you think it would be.
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The next morning at breakfast Morgan sat next to Parvati Patil and Lavender Brown, who had been perturbed that Morgan had been 'hogged'last night. While Morgan was gone Hermione whispered a strange story to the boys.
"Last night I needed to go to the restroom and I noticed that the new four-poster that the house elves had put in the room was empty. It looked like it had been slept in, but she wansn't there. She wasn't in the common room or the bathrooms and I even poked my head out of the portrait hole and there still wasn't any one there. I had just got back in bed and looked over to Morgan's four-poster again and she was there! Now what do you think of that?"
Personally Harry thought that Hermione had been dreaming. Last night he had been seeing funny too. He had been woken up in the middle of the night because Neville Longbottom had been snoring especially loud. He had been very tired and had thought he could see a bug crawl under his pillow and had been afraid to squash it on his pillow so he had slept the rest of his night as far away from his pillow as he could, but that had nothing to do with Hermione's nighttime mirages. Harry didn't doubt that Morgan had been out of bed, but she probably hadn't been dissapearing and reappearing as Hermione imagined.
"Oh come on Hermione!" chided Ron "She couldn't be dissapearing! You just probably fell asleep again and thought you hadn't! Do you honestly think she's dangerous? Girls can't be evil, especially pretty ones."
Hermione struck back like a snake. "Oh! So girl's can't be evil, can they? We can be just as clever and crafty when we want to, regardless of how we look. Girls can be evil too!"
Harry and Ron cracked up.
"Harry, you better write this down, you're not gonna hear in again!" Ron chuckled.
Hermione frowned and looked at the time tables for that year. Harry and Ron stopped laughing after a while and looked at their time tables too.
"Hey!" Harry exclaimed "We've got a new divination teacher!"
Ron noticed it too. "Proffessor Clair Devineresse."
"Yes, we have a new divination teacher, Professor Trelawney is taking a break for a while, so I thought I'd take divination up again, but if the new teacher is anything like Professor Trewlaney I'll quit!"
Harry was awed at Hermione's seemingly endless knowledge of what was going on in school, but didn't say anthing. He kept looking at the time tables. He wanted to know who the new defence against the dark arts teacher was. It was Proffessor Marcus Lonicera. Curiosity satisfied, Harry checked the schedule for today. He groaned.
"Why us? Why us?" Ron moaned at the overcast ceiling of the Great Hall "Why Snape first thing on the first day? What have we done to deserve this punishment?" he cried dramatically.
"Snape wants to take the summer happiness out of us." Hermione said matter of factly.
"Yeah!" Ron chimed in, eager to put down his least favourite teacher "'Cause he had to do all that work for Dumbledore over the summer! He didn't have time to amuse himself. Well, he probably would have been torturing animals or something like that, wouldn't he?" Ron grinned at Harry, hoping to start an insult-fest, but Harry was worried.
Harry remembered last spring, when Voldemort had regained his old body and killed a hufflepuff boy, Cedric Diggory. Even more frightening than that was the fact that Voldemort had touched Harry, and felt no pain. Harry almost fainted from pain, but Voldemort hadn't felt anything. Harry's only real protection from Voldemort had been his mother's love for him, but now he would just have to trust to luck.
He was brought out of his dark thoughts with a jolt. It felt as if a bucket of ice cold water had been emptied over his head. He looked up and saw Nearly-Headless-Nick standing behind him with his hand on Harry's shoulder.
"What's
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The next morning at breakfast Morgan sat next to Parvati Patil and Lavender Brown, who had been perturbed that Morgan had been 'hogged'last night. While Morgan was gone Hermione whispered a strange story to the boys.
"Last night I needed to go to the restroom and I noticed that the new four-poster that the house elves had put in the room was empty. It looked like it had been slept in, but she wansn't there. She wasn't in the common room or the bathrooms and I even poked my head out of the portrait hole and there still wasn't any one there. I had just got back in bed and looked over to Morgan's four-poster again and she was there! Now what do you think of that?"
Personally Harry thought that Hermione had been dreaming. Last night he had been seeing funny too. He had been woken up in the middle of the night because Neville Longbottom had been snoring especially loud. He had been very tired and had thought he could see a bug crawl under his pillow and had been afraid to squash it on his pillow so he had slept the rest of his night as far away from his pillow as he could, but that had nothing to do with Hermione's nighttime mirages. Harry didn't doubt that Morgan had been out of bed, but she probably hadn't been dissapearing and reappearing as Hermione imagined.
"Oh come on Hermione!" chided Ron "She couldn't be dissapearing! You just probably fell asleep again and thought you hadn't! Do you honestly think she's dangerous? Girls can't be evil, especially pretty ones."
Hermione struck back like a snake. "Oh! So girl's can't be evil, can they? We can be just as clever and crafty when we want to, regardless of how we look. Girls can be evil too!"
Harry and Ron cracked up.
"Harry, you better write this down, you're not gonna hear in again!" Ron chuckled.
Hermione frowned and looked at the time tables for that year. Harry and Ron stopped laughing after a while and looked at their time tables too.
"Hey!" Harry exclaimed "We've got a new divination teacher!"
Ron noticed it too. "Proffessor Clair Devineresse."
"Yes, we have a new divination teacher, Professor Trelawney is taking a break for a while, so I thought I'd take divination up again, but if the new teacher is anything like Professor Trewlaney I'll quit!"
Harry was awed at Hermione's seemingly endless knowledge of what was going on in school, but didn't say anthing. He kept looking at the time tables. He wanted to know who the new defence against the dark arts teacher was. It was Proffessor Marcus Lonicera. Curiosity satisfied, Harry checked the schedule for today. He groaned.
"Why us? Why us?" Ron moaned at the overcast ceiling of the Great Hall "Why Snape first thing on the first day? What have we done to deserve this punishment?" he cried dramatically.
"Snape wants to take the summer happiness out of us." Hermione said matter of factly.
"Yeah!" Ron chimed in, eager to put down his least favourite teacher "'Cause he had to do all that work for Dumbledore over the summer! He didn't have time to amuse himself. Well, he probably would have been torturing animals or something like that, wouldn't he?" Ron grinned at Harry, hoping to start an insult-fest, but Harry was worried.
Harry remembered last spring, when Voldemort had regained his old body and killed a hufflepuff boy, Cedric Diggory. Even more frightening than that was the fact that Voldemort had touched Harry, and felt no pain. Harry almost fainted from pain, but Voldemort hadn't felt anything. Harry's only real protection from Voldemort had been his mother's love for him, but now he would just have to trust to luck.
He was brought out of his dark thoughts with a jolt. It felt as if a bucket of ice cold water had been emptied over his head. He looked up and saw Nearly-Headless-Nick standing behind him with his hand on Harry's shoulder.
"What's