An: Ok, I can't remember how many newts you can get so I'm just saying the top is 15.
"Come on, what's the point," said Harry.
"I don't know," shrugged Neville, "Just because."
"But we've got a Hogsmead trip tomorrow, can't it wait?" implored Harry, somehow his head boy position had made him rather cautious, much to his dismay.
"Fine, Fine, then we should at least visit Hagrid, for old time sake," said Blair staring Harry straight in the eye.
"O.K," Harry said Boisterously, "What's the time?" Blair quickly read his watch and replied,
"Quarter to twelve, we'll have to go down invisible."
"Why not," said Harry smiling. He bent down next to his trunk and pulled out the invisibility cloak, which he had inherited from his father in his first year, and threw it to Neville.
"You guys go under, I can walk around more freely with the excuse of," Harry tried to think of one.
"Because you and I need to think of a closing speech for tomorrow," said Anita.
"That'll work," said Ron, nodding in approval.
"But we want to come to," said Hermione indignantly.
"Yeah," said Hannah, her rosy cheeks glowing.
"But I don't know how we could get," But Harry was cut off,
"Think," said Hermione. Harry thought, how could he get everyone down, the cloak wouldn't hold them all and only he and Anita had a valid excuse to be out.
"I don't think you'll need to worry about that," said a voice. Harry spun around and saw Albus Dumbldore standing there, his half moon glasses perched on his crooked nose.
"Professor, I hope we did not wake you," said Harry approaching Dumbldore.
"Quite the contrary, I was hoping of not waking you," said Dumbldore. Harry looked confused and queried,
"Pardon Professor?"
Dumbldore smiled,
"I was coming past your room and hoping I would not wake you. And if you don't mind I would like to come down with you to visit Hagrid,"
"Of course," said Harry.
"Saves you one problem," said Dumbldore, "You can all come down at once now." They walked in silence across the grounds, it was chilly for a summer's night and mist rose in clouds as the exhaled. They reached Hagrids small hut and saw a yellow light shining out of the window. Harry knocked and Hagrid answered. Harry was still rather perturbed by the grey hair in the mass of black but Hagrid had often told him, 'Giant blood gives you a longer life, I'll live till I'm a hundred sommit,"
"'allo," he said Cheerily, "Just been thinking of you. Come on in." They all crowded into Hagrids one roomed house and sat on any chair available. Harry Sat down on a seat and soon Had Sophie sitting on his lap (Obviously her and Blair did not want to do that in public because of what everyone would say) Dumbldore had a nice area to himself and he kept smiling at all of them as little arguments broke out occasionally.
"Just like there parents," said Hagrid to Dumbldore, "All 'o them."
"Yes," said Dumbldore quietly.
"So Sophie what do you want to do career wise," asked Harry smiling at her.
"Vell I really don't know," She said.
"I do," said Ron grinning, Harry gave him a bemused look.
"Vhat?" she asked.
"You proved it today. You know, own a little cottage in the hills,"
"What and sing the sound of music," suggested Harry, forgetting Only Hermione would get the muggle reference.
"No and be little house wife to Bla," But before Ron could finish Anita had covered his mouth.
"Be nice," she said.
"Don't tell him what to do," said Harry.
"Why not?" she asked.
"Because," Harry replied.
"Exactly like there parents," said Hagrid Happily.
Harry woke early the next morning and walked down to breakfast. A few people were there eating so they could get off to Hogsmead early. Harry sat down next to Blair who drinking a glass of pumpkin juice.
"Morning," said Harry, "How are you?'
"Nervous as hell," said Blair bluntly.
"Why, said Harry, "They don't give us our scores until tonight," Blair shook his head and pointed at a notice.
Seventh year results will be announced at breakfast!
"I think I'm going to be sick," said Hermione, who had just read the notice. Soon the hall was filled and Dumbldore was standing with a wad of yellow envelopes. Harry stared at them.
"Shall we begin. All seventh years must make a line and collect their score from there head Teachers. Prefects and Head boy and girl will collect them from me."
Everyone lined up and waited anxiously, no one dared open theres. Harry and Anita were last to receive theirs as they were comforting nervous people.
"Want to open them outside," said Ron.
"Lets go to Hogsmead and open them," said Harry. Hermione had a pained expression as her hand, apparently controlling itself, kept ebbing towards the envelope.
"Yeah," said everyone.
The walk down to Hogsmead seemed to take forever and when they finaly got there they headed straight for the three broomsticks. They pushed open the door and walked in.
"How'd you go?" asked Madam Rosmerta kindly. Harry shook his head and showed her the unopened letter.
"Ok, heres a table," she said leading them down. I'll get you all some cold butter bears. They sat down and took out the letters. Everyone opened theirs and their faces broke into smile.
"13 1/2 ," cried Hermione and Anita.
"Me too," said Ben and Blair.
"13," said Sophie and Hannah and Neville.
Everyone looked at Harry. He slit his open and read. Hid face fell.
"What's wrong, I can't be that bad." Harry had was breathing heavily.
"15," he croaked.
"Come on, what's the point," said Harry.
"I don't know," shrugged Neville, "Just because."
"But we've got a Hogsmead trip tomorrow, can't it wait?" implored Harry, somehow his head boy position had made him rather cautious, much to his dismay.
"Fine, Fine, then we should at least visit Hagrid, for old time sake," said Blair staring Harry straight in the eye.
"O.K," Harry said Boisterously, "What's the time?" Blair quickly read his watch and replied,
"Quarter to twelve, we'll have to go down invisible."
"Why not," said Harry smiling. He bent down next to his trunk and pulled out the invisibility cloak, which he had inherited from his father in his first year, and threw it to Neville.
"You guys go under, I can walk around more freely with the excuse of," Harry tried to think of one.
"Because you and I need to think of a closing speech for tomorrow," said Anita.
"That'll work," said Ron, nodding in approval.
"But we want to come to," said Hermione indignantly.
"Yeah," said Hannah, her rosy cheeks glowing.
"But I don't know how we could get," But Harry was cut off,
"Think," said Hermione. Harry thought, how could he get everyone down, the cloak wouldn't hold them all and only he and Anita had a valid excuse to be out.
"I don't think you'll need to worry about that," said a voice. Harry spun around and saw Albus Dumbldore standing there, his half moon glasses perched on his crooked nose.
"Professor, I hope we did not wake you," said Harry approaching Dumbldore.
"Quite the contrary, I was hoping of not waking you," said Dumbldore. Harry looked confused and queried,
"Pardon Professor?"
Dumbldore smiled,
"I was coming past your room and hoping I would not wake you. And if you don't mind I would like to come down with you to visit Hagrid,"
"Of course," said Harry.
"Saves you one problem," said Dumbldore, "You can all come down at once now." They walked in silence across the grounds, it was chilly for a summer's night and mist rose in clouds as the exhaled. They reached Hagrids small hut and saw a yellow light shining out of the window. Harry knocked and Hagrid answered. Harry was still rather perturbed by the grey hair in the mass of black but Hagrid had often told him, 'Giant blood gives you a longer life, I'll live till I'm a hundred sommit,"
"'allo," he said Cheerily, "Just been thinking of you. Come on in." They all crowded into Hagrids one roomed house and sat on any chair available. Harry Sat down on a seat and soon Had Sophie sitting on his lap (Obviously her and Blair did not want to do that in public because of what everyone would say) Dumbldore had a nice area to himself and he kept smiling at all of them as little arguments broke out occasionally.
"Just like there parents," said Hagrid to Dumbldore, "All 'o them."
"Yes," said Dumbldore quietly.
"So Sophie what do you want to do career wise," asked Harry smiling at her.
"Vell I really don't know," She said.
"I do," said Ron grinning, Harry gave him a bemused look.
"Vhat?" she asked.
"You proved it today. You know, own a little cottage in the hills,"
"What and sing the sound of music," suggested Harry, forgetting Only Hermione would get the muggle reference.
"No and be little house wife to Bla," But before Ron could finish Anita had covered his mouth.
"Be nice," she said.
"Don't tell him what to do," said Harry.
"Why not?" she asked.
"Because," Harry replied.
"Exactly like there parents," said Hagrid Happily.
Harry woke early the next morning and walked down to breakfast. A few people were there eating so they could get off to Hogsmead early. Harry sat down next to Blair who drinking a glass of pumpkin juice.
"Morning," said Harry, "How are you?'
"Nervous as hell," said Blair bluntly.
"Why, said Harry, "They don't give us our scores until tonight," Blair shook his head and pointed at a notice.
Seventh year results will be announced at breakfast!
"I think I'm going to be sick," said Hermione, who had just read the notice. Soon the hall was filled and Dumbldore was standing with a wad of yellow envelopes. Harry stared at them.
"Shall we begin. All seventh years must make a line and collect their score from there head Teachers. Prefects and Head boy and girl will collect them from me."
Everyone lined up and waited anxiously, no one dared open theres. Harry and Anita were last to receive theirs as they were comforting nervous people.
"Want to open them outside," said Ron.
"Lets go to Hogsmead and open them," said Harry. Hermione had a pained expression as her hand, apparently controlling itself, kept ebbing towards the envelope.
"Yeah," said everyone.
The walk down to Hogsmead seemed to take forever and when they finaly got there they headed straight for the three broomsticks. They pushed open the door and walked in.
"How'd you go?" asked Madam Rosmerta kindly. Harry shook his head and showed her the unopened letter.
"Ok, heres a table," she said leading them down. I'll get you all some cold butter bears. They sat down and took out the letters. Everyone opened theirs and their faces broke into smile.
"13 1/2 ," cried Hermione and Anita.
"Me too," said Ben and Blair.
"13," said Sophie and Hannah and Neville.
Everyone looked at Harry. He slit his open and read. Hid face fell.
"What's wrong, I can't be that bad." Harry had was breathing heavily.
"15," he croaked.
