A/N: Hey everyone! Fanfiction.net is finally back up! And my four month writer's block finally seems to have disappeared! All rejoice! Just kidding. Anyway, This chapter is a little more exciting than the other ones. I got kind of tired of writing boring tame chapters so I tried for excitement this time. Hope you all like it!
Disclaimer: None of this, except for Vivian and the plot, are mine. Therefore anything and everything you recognize belongs to J.K. Rowling, Warner Brothers, Scholastic, and everyone else who legally has a claim to this stuff.
This chapter is dedicated to all the people who died on September 11 in the terrorist attacks. God bless America.
Chapter 4
Something is Very Wrong
The next day Harry was surprised and a little pleased to find out that he had Defense against the Dark Arts, or DADA as most students called it, first. Harry and his friends left breakfast extra early so that Hermione and Ron could meet Vivian. As they approached the room they heard angry voices. Harry peeked into the classroom not wanting to disturb his sister.
"This conversation has ended Professor," Vivian spat out the last word like it was a disease, "I would appreciate it if you'd leave, as my students should be arriving momentarily." Suddenly, Snape walked out of the room causing Harry to jump back.
"Your sister is out of line," he growled at Harry and then stalked away. Vivian appeared in the doorway.
"Oh no, Professor Snape," she said softly, "you are the one who's out of line." Vivian blinked and started to turn around, but stopped when she saw Harry.
"Harry," she said smiling a little, "Good morning. Are you going to introduce me to your friends?" Vivian turned to them and gave them a big smile. Harry introduced everyone and Ron couldn't help but stare at Vivian. Suddenly Vivian excused herself and ran down the hallway.
"Where's she going?" Ron asked blankly. Harry and Hermione exchanged concerned glances.
"She left to yell at Fred and George for setting off dung bombs in the teacher's lounge. Ron are you alright?" Harry asked.
"Yeah," he said still staring after Vivian, "Vivian's beautiful." Harry stared at Ron like he had suddenly grown two heads, while Hermione rolled her eyes and went into the classroom.
"A little overeager Hermione?" Harry asked. Hermione didn't answer and Ron, who never missed a chance to tease Hermione about her school habits, snapped out of his daze.
"What are you doing Hermione?" he asked smirking a little, "looking for Hogwarts, A History?" This time Hermione did answer. Pulling something out of her bag she glared at Ron.
"As a matter of fact," she said as she put down a book-like object, "I was looking for the copy I was going to loan to you." As Ron started to reply, Harry rolled his eyes wondering when his two best friends were going to get together. Suddenly he noticed the object Hermione had taken out of her bag.
"Hey Hermione," he interrupted, "Since when did you start taking notes in a muggle notebook?"
"Oh," she replied, "I found it's much easier when all your notes are in one spot. Now be quiet. I'm trying to listen." Harry and Ron shared confused looks and then realized that Vivian was introducing herself.
"Good morning everyone!" she said brightly, "Now, I'm only twenty five years old, so please call me Vivian. Professor Potter makes me feel old and it might get confusing later on," she said smiling slightly at Harry.
"Now, please turn to page twenty four in your textbooks. Today we are going to start to study force fields. ."
Harry quickly flipped to the right page and looked around. Everyone looked was looking at Vivian eagerly. "It looks like my sister is going to be a good teacher after all," he smiled.
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After the lesson the famous Gryffindor trio stayed behind to compliment Vivian on her lesson. Suddenly, Harry groaned and covered his scar with one hand.
"Harry, what's wrong?" Hermione asked quickly. Ron looked at Harry and then looked at Vivian. She was slightly pale and had a grim look on her face.
"Let's get him to Professor Dumbledore." Quickly Vivian, Hermione, and Ron picked Harry up and started to carry him out into the hall. Luckily, the hallways were empty classes having started a few minutes ago. Just as they reached the stairs that led to Dumbledore's office, Harry fainted. Vivian quickly said the password and clumsily the three of them started to carry Harry up the stairs. They burst into the Headmaster's office and laid Harry down on the floor.
"What happened here?" Dumbledore asked quietly the twinkle in his eyes completely gone.
"His scar hurt and he fainted. Albus I-"
"Get him onto this couch," Dumbledore interrupted, "Miss Granger, Mr. Weasley, please go back to your classes. Tell them you were in my office and that Harry is unwell." Ron started to protest, but Hermione saw the worried look in Dumbledore's eyes and pulled Ron out of the office. If Professor Dumbledore was worried something was very wrong.
A/N: So, what do you think? It's a little longer than the other chapters and hopefully the next one will be even longer. I should also have the next chapter up hopefully within the next two weeks, but if everyone reviews I might have it up in a week. It kind of depends on my beta reader. Please, everyone, review. You never know how good a review makes an author feel, until you get your first one. It's incredibly exciting and motivating. So please review!!
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