CHAPTER TWO:
"Did you hear?!" Ron threw himself down into a wide armchair and stared expectantly at Harry and Hermione, his best friends since first year.
The three had just returned to school after the summer break to begin their final year at hogwarts and were unpacking their luggage and preparing to go down to the hall for the traditional beginning of year feast.
"Hear what, exactly?" Hermione muttered, glancing up only briefly from the thick covered textbook she was reading. " And yes, we heard about Malfoy tripping over getting off the train. From you. Many times. We were there Ron."
Ron rolled his eyes and turned to Harry. "Theres going to be another interschool competition! George and Fred heard McGonagal complaining to Snape about it!" Harry groaned. Hermione beat him to complaining, she always did when it came to Ron.
"How can they? You know..." She glanced at Harry."You know what happened last time. How can they?" she wispered.
Ron hesitated at his own prior tactlessness. " Well, I know Durmstrang and Bauxbatons will be coming here. Something about... " He looked deep in thought. "Thats it! Fred reckons McGonagal said it will be a series of training and magical competitions the whole school has to take part in!"
Harry finally joined the conversation. "It doesn't sound too bad. At least we'll miss the end of year tests. Well, I hope we do." Ron nodded in agreement; Hermione shook her head. Then a slow smile crossed her face.
"Magical competitions? Any of us can do those! It'll be like preparing for our NEWTS!" Harry and Ron smiled. "Hey, all that hard work might actually pay off. Who'd have thought, Harry?" They laughed at the disgusted look on Hermione's face. She got up, snapping the book shut. Slowly, her look of disgust turned into mock innocence. Harry gulped. This could get dangerous fast.
"Do you know what I heard?" Ron leaned forward, apparently not noticing Hermione wink at Harry.
"What?" Ron asked. Harry joined in.
"Its, er, about the new DADA teacher."
"Yes. Our friend hails all the way from the Magical Memory Rehabilitation Centre." Hermione began. Ron looked confused, then he groaned.
"Not Gilderoy Lockhardt?" Ron groaned. Hermione and Harry started laughing. Ron smiled, to which Harry was grateful for.
The three of them got up and went to dinner. They wouldn't be laughing for long.
"Did you hear?!" Ron threw himself down into a wide armchair and stared expectantly at Harry and Hermione, his best friends since first year.
The three had just returned to school after the summer break to begin their final year at hogwarts and were unpacking their luggage and preparing to go down to the hall for the traditional beginning of year feast.
"Hear what, exactly?" Hermione muttered, glancing up only briefly from the thick covered textbook she was reading. " And yes, we heard about Malfoy tripping over getting off the train. From you. Many times. We were there Ron."
Ron rolled his eyes and turned to Harry. "Theres going to be another interschool competition! George and Fred heard McGonagal complaining to Snape about it!" Harry groaned. Hermione beat him to complaining, she always did when it came to Ron.
"How can they? You know..." She glanced at Harry."You know what happened last time. How can they?" she wispered.
Ron hesitated at his own prior tactlessness. " Well, I know Durmstrang and Bauxbatons will be coming here. Something about... " He looked deep in thought. "Thats it! Fred reckons McGonagal said it will be a series of training and magical competitions the whole school has to take part in!"
Harry finally joined the conversation. "It doesn't sound too bad. At least we'll miss the end of year tests. Well, I hope we do." Ron nodded in agreement; Hermione shook her head. Then a slow smile crossed her face.
"Magical competitions? Any of us can do those! It'll be like preparing for our NEWTS!" Harry and Ron smiled. "Hey, all that hard work might actually pay off. Who'd have thought, Harry?" They laughed at the disgusted look on Hermione's face. She got up, snapping the book shut. Slowly, her look of disgust turned into mock innocence. Harry gulped. This could get dangerous fast.
"Do you know what I heard?" Ron leaned forward, apparently not noticing Hermione wink at Harry.
"What?" Ron asked. Harry joined in.
"Its, er, about the new DADA teacher."
"Yes. Our friend hails all the way from the Magical Memory Rehabilitation Centre." Hermione began. Ron looked confused, then he groaned.
"Not Gilderoy Lockhardt?" Ron groaned. Hermione and Harry started laughing. Ron smiled, to which Harry was grateful for.
The three of them got up and went to dinner. They wouldn't be laughing for long.