Harry Potter no5-part 3
(A/N: Happy??? I've finally changed the
font…anyways…plz r&r. I'm at the part where Vicky gets sorted into
Slytherin.)
Harry, Ron and Hermione stared in shock, as the Slytherin
table erupted into cheers, with the boys clapping exceptionally loudly. Vicky
took off the hat, and gazing at the three of them unhappilly, got up slowly and
made her way to the Slytherin table. Ron was in shock. He opened and closed his
mouth wordlessly. Hermione glanced around at him concernedly. "You feeling
alright, Ron?" asked Harry, distracting Ron, who was now staring at Vicky.
"Uh…nothing," said Ron, looking away. Harry saw that he had a disgusted look on
his face before turning around to face them. "That was a shock wasn't it?"
asked Hermione. "Yeah, at least now we know that we shouldn't be too friendly
with Vicky," replied Ron. An indignant look came over Hermione's face. She
opened her mouth to say something but was interrupted by Dumbledore. "Well, as
usual, I have two words to say to you, which are 'Tuck In'," he said loudly
before sitting down. Ron turned to the table with a look of ecstasy on his face
as golden plates, goblets of pumpkin juice and trays of food appeared on the
table. Harry and Ron were soon tucking in. Hermione, Harry noticed was picking
at her food. "Whash the ma''er 'Ermione?" said Ron with great difficulty (he
was in the middle of swallowing an enormous chicken drumstick). "Slave labour,"
murmured Hermione, glaring at Ron. "OH…" said Ron, obviously not wanting to get
involved in that topic again. "Hey, look at the Teacher's table…who's gonna be
our Defence against Dark Arts Teacher, eh?" said Harry. He saw Professor
Mcgonagoll talking to Professor Dumbledore, looking her prim usual self.
Greasy-haired Professor Snape was staring mutinously ahead of him. Seeing this,
Ron immediately turned and pretended to try and find out what he was staring
at. "Very funny, Ron," said Hermione, sarcastically, giving Ron a look. Harry
ignored them and looked at the Teacher's Table again. He saw Professor Sinistra
talking enthusiastically to Hagrid. Seeing who was sitting next to Professor
Sinistra, Harry nudged Ron and Hermione (who had started bickering) and
muttered, "Who's that, over there?" Both of them turned and Ron started and said hoarsely, "How can a
teacher be so beautiful?"
For, indeed, the teacher was unexplainably
beautiful. She had an oval-shaped face, blonde hair and turqoiuse-blue eyes.
She was wearing robes of a deep blue and was talking to Professor Sprout. "She
is rather pretty…she must be our new Defence Against the Dark Arts Teacher
then," said Hermione in a hushed voice. After some time of staring, they turned
away and started talking to the others and Sir Nicholas De-Mimsy Porpington
(Gryffindor Ghost). In a suprisingly short time, all the plates were cleared.
All too soon (or so it seemed to Harry), the goblets and golden plates
disappeared, together with the leftover food and stains on the tablecloths.
Professor Dumbledore stood up. "Welcome everybody, to another fabulous year at
Hogwarts! I have a few announcements. Firstly, we have a new addition to the
teaching staff, our new Defense Against Dark Arts teacher, Professor Zeecrow!"
he said. A round of applause (especially boys) echoed the hall, as Professor
Zeecrow stood up. As she sat down Dumbledore started speaking again.
"Secondly,
I am very happy to inform you that Quidditch Matches are on again. Except that
this time, after the winning of the Quidditch Cup, the best players from each
house will be selected based on their playing, regardless whether they came in
last or not. Three other students from the winning Quidditch Team will also be
chosen. These students will then compete against Beauxbaton's Quidditch Team. I
am sure you know Beauxbatons Wizarding School. For those who don't, its name
suggests that it is a Wizarding School. This is a great honour for the people
who are chosen. However, I do not, I repeat, I do not want anyone to fell
jealous of people who have been chosen and resort to desperate measures to take
their place," said Dumbledore, his eyes twinkling, pausing. He looked around
the hall once. Then he continued.
"Thirdly, I am reminded by Mr. Argus Filch to
remind you not to use magic in the corridors," Dumbledore said in a lighter
tone. Muffled laughter came from the Weasley twins. "Fourthly, I have a few
more words to say to you, Have a Good Night," Professor Dumbledore finished,
sitting down and engaging himself in a talk with Professor McGonagoll.
Everyone got up and moved towards the two Great
Oak Doors. Suddenly, they burst open and a man, probably in his late fifties,
came rushing in. He ran up to Dumbledore and started to whisper to him. People
started to stare, as Professor Snape took charge of the situation. "Come on!
Get moving you lot. Potter, Weasley, Granger, I believe you're holding up
people…let's see, ten points from Gryffindor," Snape paused to say in a silky
voice before going up front to ask people to proceed. "What's the matter with
HIM?! Like, there isn't anyone behind us!" Harry muttered through clenched
teeth. Ron nodded, glaring at Snape's retreating back. "Forget it, you two…"
trailed off Hermione, as they caught sight of Draco Malfoy. He was talking to somebody
who they could not see until Crabbe moved. Ron gasped. It was Vicky! Hermione took
one look at them and said, "Vicky told me in the train that she thought that Malfoy
was cute. Plus, Malfoy DID go out when we asked him to. Maybe they like each
other!" she declared. Ron stared at her for a long time. "You're mad!" he finally
said. "Malfoy does NOT have any feelings anyway…" They spent the rest of the time
squabbling until they reached the Painting of the Fat Lady. "What's the
password, Hermione? You should know, you're a prefect," said Ron. "It's 'Thingamajig',"
she said. The portrait opened and the three of them clambered in, only to be ambushed
by Colin Creevy, Dennis Creevy and another small boy, who Harry presumed was
Colin's brother. They started fawning all over him. Harry finally had enough
when Ron started to snigger and Hermione plainly started to hold back giggles.
"Look, Colin…I gotta go and sleep…and NO MORE signed
autographs!" he said, pushing his way through with Ron and Hermione, who were still
trying not to laugh. He glared at them until they finally emerged with their faces
straight. "Well…see you in the morning guys, G'night," said Hermione, going up
the staircase to her dormitory. They turned and went up the stairs, heading towards
their dormitory. They pushed open the door labelled 'Fifth Years', and went
inside to find Dean, Seamus and Neville unpacking and getting ready for bed. Ron
and Harry dumped their trunks next to their beds and changed into their
pyjamas. "G'night Ron," said Harry plopping down on his bed. A muffled sound
came as an answer from Ron's bed. Harry took that as an answer and lay down.
Just then, all the tiredness started to kick in. He went off to sleep.
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Harry was walking in the Forbidden Forest. He
brushed his hair out of his eyes for what seemed like the millionth time. Just then,
he reached a big clearing. He saw a group of huddled figures listening to someone
talking. He could not hear what they were saying and he edged closer and closer
to hear. Suddenly, one big figure moved and he saw—
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Harry awoke to someone shaking his shoulder like crazy.
He gave a groan and looked up into the bemused eyes of Ron. "Ron! You just interrupted
my dream! I was gonna see who was speaking!" he exclaimed. "What's that? I only
woke you up 'cause it's almost breakfast now," Ron replied, getting distracted from
what Harry was talking about at once. "Oh, well thanks," said Harry as he got
up grudgingly and went to get ready.
Ron accompanied him to the Great Hall. Harry pointed
to the Slytherin table and said, "Look at Malfoy and Vicky. I think love's in the
air for them…" "Yeah, right…Harry, sometimes I think you should stay away from
Hermione…you're turning out just like her," Ron said back to him. There was silence
for sometime. They reached the Gryffindor table and sat down because they could
not see Hermione anywhere. "So, how's Cho?" asked Ron, breaking the silence as
they started munching on their breakfast. "I dunno…," Harry replied, looking
over to where Cho was, laughing with her friends. "You like her, don't you Harry?"
asked Ron quietly. "Yep, I do…but I dunno whether I should ask her out…" Harry trailed
off. Ron opened his mouth to answer but was interuptted by Professor Mcgonagoll.
"Potter, Weasley, come with me," she said. Harry and Ron cast each other a
questioning look and got up to follow her. Just then, the man they had seen
bursting into the Great Hall yesterday rushed into the room. "Fletcher, what
are you doing here?" asked Professor Mcgonagoll as he came running up to her. "Can't
talk, urgent, got to see Professor Dumbledore right now…" the wizard trailed
off looking wildly around. "But didn't you hear? Dumbledore does not want to
talk to anyone right now…not with – him on the loose," said Professor
Mcgonagoll casting a half look at Harry and Ron. The wizard made as if he did
not hear her and kept looking all around the Great Hall. "Very well…Potter,
Weasley, there is no need for you to come now…" said Professor Mcgonagoll
leading the wizard away, leaving Harry and Ron looking at each other,
dumbstruck.
(A/N: I know what you're thinking…what a STUPID
cliffhanger…yea I know…im not that good anyway…anyways…plz r & r…I appreciate
it……….btw part 4 coming up folks!)
