A/N-I will try to get to something important this chapter; his class schedules have already been handed out so he has classes to go to. A lot can happen, and it probably will, plus don't forget about that necklace.

Chapter 11- The First Term

Harry opened the doors to the great hall, feeling very vindictive. It didn't help at all that most students turned and whispered about him. He had to get his class schedules from Professor McGonagall too, but he didn't want to go up to the head table, not now. He decided to just follow Ron around all day. He sat down in-between Ron and Hermione, and reached for some sausage.

"Hey Harry, how are you feeling." asked Seamus Finnagan, him and Dean were across from him.

"I'm feeling okay Seamus." Angelina Johnson came up behind Harry; she was a very attractive seventh year Gryffindor.

"Hey Harry, can we count on you to lead us into the last victory for this team?" Harry turned around,

"Huh?" Angelina sighed,

"Well everyone else on the team is in seventh year. This is our last chance to beat everybody Harry. Because we owe you all our wins, you should be captain." Harry started blushing,

"Really, I am not sure, what does everyone else think?"

"We think it's a bloody good idea old chap." Harry turned around, Fred Weasley and the whole rest of Gryffindor's Quidditch team was behind him. Harry smiled, since it was everyone's last year there was no point in not being captain.

"You got yourselves a Quidditch captain!" The whole team jumped and cheered, along with the Gryffindor table.

"On three yell Captain Potter." yelled George, "one, two, three."

"CAPTAIN POTTER!" the great hall rang with noise, as the whole Gryffindor table cheered. This was one of those rare moments where Harry actually enjoyed attention, because he earned it.

"POTTER." The Gryffindor table shut up. Professor McGonagall was yelling. Harry looked around; everybody was thoroughly studying the food. Harry slumped up to the head table, he wasn't afraid of McGonagall; he just didn't want to see Fleur. She was seated next to McGonagall. Harry made his way up to the table, trying not to even glance to the left, for that was where Fleur sat.

"Potter, here is your timetable, and any homework you missed will be excused." She added in a light whisper, "And please do lead us into another victory." Harry smiled and walked back to the table, everyone was leaving for first period. He looked at his schedule; he had double Herbology with the sixth year Ravenclaws. Wait! Double Herbology with the sixth year Ravenclaws! He reread his timetable over and over yet again, but nothing changed. (Except his level of confusion.) He caught with Ron and Hermione.

"Do you guys have Herbology right now?"

"Yes." rang Hermione.

"No." sang Ron

"Huh." They said in unison.

"I dont have Herbology, but you two do?" asked Ron studying the three schedules. Professor McGonagall passed at that exact moment; Ron tapped her shoulder,

"Professor, did somebody make a mistake on my schedule, see I am supposed to be in Herbology but it has me for Transfiguration."

"No mistake Weasley, see the fifth years use the first two weeks of school to take advanced classes with other houses. If you happen to like your class then you can choose it as your major, if not you can not choose it."

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"Alright class, we will start with Zaibatsu plant, one of the most dangerous in the world." Cho Chang stepped forward,

"But this puny thing doesn't even have fangs or poison." Professor Sprout smiled slightly,

"Yes, but it does have friends. See class the Zaibatsu plant can rapidly breed, and then attack you at once. The only problem is that direct light to its core will kill them, and the offspring that were speed generated disappear within an hour. If a Zaibatsu plant happens to have normal reproduction then the offspring lives a normal healthy life. The first thing I am going to teach you is the way to kill one. Wands out, and get at tables of four." Harry and Hermione turned around and sat at a table, Cho Chang and Harry Senate sat with them.

"Hi Harry." said Cho in a very sensual voice. She didn't even acknowledge Hermione's presence.

"Hi Cho." replied Harry, she still looked, (for lack of better phrase) hot! Harry stared at her through out the whole lesson, even when Hermione was giving him looks and badgering him to pay attention. She even spilled some water on his robes, he barely noticed,

"It's okay Hermione, we all have accidents." As they left the greenhouses Harry and Hermione picked up their stuff.

"I gotta go change robes, because of the water." Harry told Hermione. She huffed,

"Don't you ever read, Dryius cleasseus?" she said, and Harry's robes instantly dried up. They continued walking up to Defense Against the Dark Arts, but a voice stopped them,

"Oiy Harry, wait up." It was Cho Chang, she ran up to Harry, and they were talking about something, Hermione kept walking though.  Harry called to her, but Hermione didn't hear. He ran up to her,

"I said hurry up or we'll be late." Hermione looked up at the castle, the next Herbology class was already walking out. Harry and Hermione ran up to DADA. When they got there they passed the Ravenclaws who were just at Herbology, Cho was among them.

"Harry so we're on for Saturday night right?" she asked as he entered the classroom. He smiled and nodded

"Excuse Miss Chang, but I need to get through with these Zaphods." called out a teacher, Cho moved and the teacher was Fleur. She had a hurt expression her face that Hermione noticed. Cho blew Harry a good-bye kiss and they went their separate ways.

"Harry, don't you think you were a little hasty to make a date with Cho?" hissed Hermione, mad at Harry's naïve behavior. Harry didn't even seem to hear her; he was in his own little dream world. Hermione got up and walked to the front of the class, Professors Figg, and Delacour were up front.

"Hi Fleur."

"Hi Hermione."

"Hey how are you?" she held Fleur's hand in her own.

"I'm fine, hey you better take your seat; class is about to start." Hermione went back to sit down, 'accidentally' kneeing Harry in the stomach on her way. Professor Delacour began to explain that they would be dealing with Zaphods today, a beast that can shoot any magic technique it has learned.

"Okay, now there is a way to detect what spells a Zaphod knows, you scan it. Now none of you are advanced enough to scan a Zaphod yet, but another power a Zaphod has is mind tampering. A Zaphod will turn into you best friend so you won't kill it, or your worst enemy so your afraid of it, like a Bogart, except for Zaphod doesn't always use this power, and it can only stay transformed for two minutes. Only you can see what a Zaphod turns into, so if the Zaphod is your best friend, to everyone else it looks like you two are standing still. Now that is the reason why you shouldn't deal with a Zaphod if you're feeling too vindictive. Now which one of you is going to be the first to handle the Zaphod?" Nobody offered, Fleur silently walked down the aisle,

"How about Potter." Harry stood up; this wasn't fair, she was just mad at him so she could make him do anything. Harry made his way to the front of the classroom. Fleur opened the cage the Zaphod was inside and stepped back. Her Green necklace swung a little, making Harry's stomach feel queasy again. Harry and the Zaphod stared each other down, Hermione knew Harry was mad at Fleur right now, so what would he do. The Zaphod must have turned into something, because it was firing any spells, but only Harry knew what, Hermione anticipated the outcome, the room was quiet. Everybody was holding their breath when,

"Reducto!" The Zaphod was hit by a wave of red light, blasting it open. Pieces of bloody flesh flew through the air, landing on tables. Hermione, Neville, Lavender, and Parvati ran out of the classroom, while most of the other kids got sick. Ron ran up to Harry,

"Harry, what happened Harry, Harry, HARRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!"

The sound of all voices stopped ion Harry's head as he swam through complete and udder darkness

AN: OMG Harry was so pissed off at Fleur that when the Zaphod turned into her he blew it to smithereens. We still have to figure out the mysteries of Annastasia, and finish the Harry's first day of school; which will probably be spent in the dream team room. Bye, and my muse came back!!!!!!!

Sakyra rules!