A/N- Firstly, I just realized that the airline attendant at the end of Not Another Teen Movie, is Molly Ringwald, the girl from Pretty in Pink. I don't think anyone cares that much, but it was interesting. I better get on with this though, you know how it is when you wanna write, you gotta write, or else you'll lose it. I'm working on the Venus Gemstone.
Chapter 16- Throughout the Term
Harry awoke the next morning in the midst of chaos. Madam Pomfrey and Mrs. Weasley were arguing, and the Delacours were standing over Fleur. Ron and Hermione had gone to classes though.
"Oh Harry your alright!" cried Mrs. Weasley, abandoning whatever she was talking to Madam Pomfrey about. She pulled him into a huge hug. Harry surreptitiously glanced sidelong; the Delacours were doing the same to Fleur who had just awoken. Harry sat up, and Madam Pomfrey rushed everyone out of the room so Harry and Fleur could get dressed. She placed up the divider curtain. As Harry sat in silence, dressing, he looked at the clock, class got out about five minutes ago, and he had transfiguration next.
"Harry . . . " Fleur spoke up. Her voice expressed she was sad about something. At that moment Ron and Hermione burst into the room.
"Harry, your okay!" yelled Hermione, jumping into a huge hug that nearly knocked Harry down. He cursed her inwardly for stopping Fleur's voice.
"How long have I been out?" He asked, after last night he wasn't sure about anything.
"Days, I can't say off the top of my head, I didn't get much sleep." said Hermione. Ron stepped up,
"Yeah, everyone was wondering about you, Dean, Seamus, Ginny." Ron said his little sister's name with a raised eyebrow.
"Well that's nice of her," replied Harry, he was so thick; he still didn't see Ginny's feelings for him. Ron continued,
"Oh yeah, Cho was wondering about you, your date is tonight." Something on the other side of the curtain made a noise, they turned their heads.
"Sorry, I dropped a plate." spoke Fleur. She didn't sound too convincing.
"You never told me she was in here," hissed Hermione, and she went over to the other side of curtain. Harry looked off toward them; girls always stuck together.
"When did you hook up with Cho?" asked Ron, he was grinning from head to toe. Harry smiled too,
"Oh back on like my first day of school, in Herbology." Harry had to go to Transfiguration, so he and Ron exited, to get to class. After one last check up by Madam Pomfrey they left, Hermione said she'd catch up. Harry and Ron walked down the corridors; spinning thoughts went through Harry's head.
"Umm Harry, I have something to tell you." It seemed as if this conversation had been planned.
"What?"
"Dumbledore, see the day we went to the show . . . . . he never came back."
"I know." Harry said quickly. Ron stopped dead in his tracks.
"How could you already know?"
"Me and Fleur were sneaking around last night, I went to go see Dumbledore and I overheard Professor McGonagall talking to Snape." They continued
"Why'd you want to go see Dumbledore?"
"I had a dream, we snuck out when you guys were asleep."
"What's between you and Fleur anyway?" Harry stopped dead in his tracks.
"I don't know what you're talking about, she's just another teacher, a mean one at that." Ron frowned as they continued toward class again.
"Your dream, what was it about?" Harry thought about it for a second, it was weird again, but it seemed as if . . . Harry answered them,
"Well . . .
Enter flashback to dream
Harry was in a large room; it looked like those muggle auditoriums. He appeared to have spontaneously synched there. Around him were kids, at least two hundred, and all Muggles. Harry could tell by the way they looked. At the front of the room there was a podium. He walked around, seeing girls and boys of all ages. He bumped into another kid,
"Sorry." Said Harry.
"Wow, interactive dreams, awesome." The kid said.
"What?"
"Shh, I'm having an argument with myself over whether I talk to myself or not, the 'not' side is winning." Harry looked at this boy with a weird smile.
"Joking, joking." Said the boy "My name is C, what's yours?"
"I'm Harry, I am not sure if this is a dream though."
"Well, this happened once before and some crazy calling himself Voldermort-"
"Voldemort." Corrected Harry.
"Yeah him, he said we were all going to play a vital role in taking out wizards."
"He's evil, don't listen to him, I mean it, tell everyone you know too."
"Aright man, but I'm telling you this is some freaky . . .. Damn!"
"What?" asked Harry nervously? C pointed behind Harry's back,
"She is so sexy!" Harry turned, there was a girl in the back corner, kind of standing off to herself, and she was sexy.
"Nice talking to you Harry, but I gotta go get her digits."
"Your not English are you?"
"No, but I got the accent down I reckon."
"Yeah."
"Bye."
"Bye." Harry watched C walk over to the girl, and started talking. Her body language said she was interested, but you never know . . ..
"Attention!" Harry looked up; Lord Voldemort was on the podium calling attention to himself.
"I need you all to help me once again, I need you all to cooperate with me." Harry looked back toward C; he was beckoning him to come over near him. Harry permeated the crowd unnoticed, while Voldemort was saying,
"You all must kill wizards, when you see one, kill him. Cranim Malcaontrolus!" A large bright green light slowly spread over the whole room, it was moving about three inches a minute, but nevertheless moving.
"What?" asked Harry when he got to C.
"Is this guy serious, I mean does he really think witches and wizards exist?" The 'sexy' girl he was talking to turned at this point, she was scared, and staring directly at Harry.
"Potter." she mumbled under her breath as she turned and ran away. C stood there, confused, and Harry ran after her. She ran all around the room until she found an exit. She opened the door, and started down the stairs when Harry grabbed her arm.
"Who are you?"
"Why?"
"You know my name, so you must be a . . . . ."
"Just don't hurt me!" she screamed, and ran downstairs. Harry stood there. Suddenly he awoke.
Exit flashback
. . And that's it basically. It confused the heck out of me; especially the girl."
Harry and Ron entered the classroom for Transfiguration. Loads of people swarmed upon him when he entered. Parvati and Lavender saying that they saw it in the stars, and Dean and Seamus saying it must have hurt to be out for three days. Professor McGonagall came in and announced that everyone should be seated.
"Today we are going to learn how to transfigure inanimate objects into animate ones." The class groaned and pulled out their books.
* * * * *
Harry limped out of transfiguration followed by a delirious Ron. Neville wasn't any good with aim.
Hermione came out of the classroom behind the other two with a grin, she had been able to turn their plastic pine needle into a living pine tree, and was one of the only who had did it. As they crossed the front entrance for Care of Magical Creatures class Harry and Ron groaned.
"We have Professor Grubby-Plank again!" They moaned simultaneously. Hermione forced them down to Hagrid's hut though, and they had to sit through a lesson of sheer torture. They were learning about the Ashwinder today, and Professor Grubby-Plank had the rare talent of making something as interesting as snakes that magically appear, as boring as checking in to a hotel.
"Maybe her and Professor Binns should meet." said Ron as they left Hagrid's hut. The rest of the afternoon was free, and Harry had a date to get ready for.
"Um . . . . . Hey guys, you know I won't be able to make it to lunch right?" said Harry, Hermione turned.
"And why would that be?" She shot at him tersely. Harry noticed that she had been like this all morning.
"Cho." Harry said. Ron grinned from head to toe, and Hermione scowled.
"Whatever Harry, Ron and I have to study for our Transfiguration classes anyways." She grabbed Ron's arm and dragged him away, Harry stood there dumbfounded. What was Hermione's problem?
* * * * *
Cho was waiting for Harry when he made it to the room. He was supposed to go to the charms corridor, and it would be the third door on the left. She had the whole room lit with red candles, and a romantic picnic like layout.
"Hi Harry, your late."
"I know, I got a little lost." He sat down . . .
* * * * *
That's how it was weeks, Harry, Ron, and Hermione went through their classes. Every other week or so trying a potential major the children got to look in depth at the various magical professions available. Harry and Cho had their little private meetings. Harry and Fleur stopped fighting though. Instead they had moved on to an uncaring relationship, never being more than student and teacher. There was no word from Dumbledore in weeks, and the school was getting scared. Harry was always tired because he didn't know how to focus his energy right. Professor McGonagall was helping him every Thursday, but because she couldn't do it herself, it was all theory and no real experience. Sirius hadn't contacted him, though Harry knew the Order was meeting every two weeks. The dreams were happening every week too, but every time it was a different group of people, and Voldemort would use that same old spell. The girl was in there every time too, but every time she saw Harry she would run, and he never got to talk to her. In short Harry's life had been horrible, and except for Cho he had only two bright spots, Ron and Hermione. This would all change soon, and he would never be the same.
A/N What should I do to my summary to make people want to read it more, I suck at writing summaries, but I want to write a story that many read, and review.