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(A.N. Two things: 1. I really don't know where Dumbledore's office is, it's near Hufflepuff dormitory, but I just made up this place for the sake of not knowing my directions. 2. The class schedule is different than before, but I think it works, so don't dis it a'right.)
Disclaimer: We don't own anything. What more do we need to say? Oh, yeah, don't sue us, we're poor.
Chapter Three: Remy: 1, Snape: 0
The next morning Harry woke up feeling wonderfully calm. He got dressed and made his way down to the common room. When he got there, he saw Neville and Remy talking right besides the portrait hole.
"So how do I get to Dumbledore's office?" Remy asked. Neville just stood there like a stone statue, his mouth hanging open stupidly.
"Er...uh...um...it's...uh..." Neville stammered. When he turned and saw Harry making his way into the common room, his face filled with relief. "Harry! Could you tell Remy how to get to Dumbledore's office? I got to get to breakfast. Thanks!" Before Harry could answer, Neville was out the portrait hole and down the hall. Remy stood there staring at him.
"Don't tell me you don't know where it is too." She said. "I've already asked Seamus, Dean, a few third years, and of course Neville." Harry smiled at her look of disbelief that so many people didn't know where the bloody office was!
"I know where it is." Said Harry. "It's down the hall and to the right of the hospital wing. You do know where that is...don't you?" Remy shot him an annoyed look. Harry smiled again. "His office is behind a statue of a really ugly gargoyle."
"Okay, I think I can find my way now." Remy said. "Thank you for your help. I'll talk to you later. Have a good first class of the term." With parting words, she made her way out of the portrait hole and headed for Dumbledore's office. Harry watched her until the portrait swung closed, then turned to wait for Ron and Hermione, only to hit head on with Ron who was standing behind him, Hermione at his side.
"Sly one you are Harry." Ron said, patting him on the back.
"What?" Harry asked. Ron shook his head and sighed.
"You have some things to learn." Harry contorted his face in a look of confusion and looked at Hermione who gave him a Don't-listen-to-him-look.
"Come on," Hermione said, stepping forward. "I would like some breakfast." She pushed open the portrait, but before she could, a white blur flew passed her and out of sight. The three stared after it.
"Was that Hedwig?" Harry asked, jabbing his thumb out the portrait hole.
"No, that was Penelope." Hermione stated as she clambered out the hole, Ron and Harry coming after her.
"Who?" Ron asked.
"Penelope, Remy's owl. She must be mad the Remy left without her."
"Remy keeps that owl in the dormitory with her?"
"I don't know. Penelope wasn't there when I left the dormitory. She must of come to give Remy something, and seeing that she wasn't there, decided to take the fast way to her. Through the castle." The three reached the Great Hall quickly and took their seats at the Gryffindor table next to Neville.
"Got our new class schedules." Neville said, handing the schedules to Harry, Ron, and Hermione.
"Once again, another class of Advanced Potions." Ron groaned, as he stared down at his schedule.
Monday
9 o'clock Herbology
Lunch
1 o'clock Potions
Tuesday
9 o'clock Divination
Lunch
1 o'clock Transfiguration
Wednesday
8 o'clock Care of Magical Creatures
10 o'clock Astronomy
Lunch
1 o'clock Charms
Thursday
9 o'clock Defense Against the Dark Arts
Lunch
1 o'clock History of Magic
Friday
8 o'clock Flight
"At least I only have one class on Friday." Ron stared at Hermione's schedule which was almost the exact same. The only difference was that she had Arithmancy instead of Divination. He was happy that her schedule was easy this year. Well, as easy as it could be.
"One class," Harry emphasized. "We still have Quidditch practice at 4 o'clock every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. Remember? You are the captain." Ron smacked his head.
"Yeah, how could I forget. We still need a keeper Harry. I talked to Madame Pomfrey last night. She told me that Isaac Graham won't be healed enough for the next game." Hermione sniffed.
"Well, I would think not. A quaffle and a double bludger hitting you in the head at one time will knock you out of commission for a while." She said, finishing her muffin.
"Yeah, I guess so." Hermione whipped off her hands and stood up.
"Come on. Don't want to be late for Herbology now." Harry and Ron stood up after her and made their way out of the Great Hall towards the greenhouses.
***
Remy was down the hall from Dumbledore's office when she heard flapping behind her.
"Penelope. I told you to stay in the owlery." Penelope landed on Remy's shoulder and grabbed a beak full of her ponytail and pulled. "OUCH! Penelope what was that for?" Penelope hooted. "You want to join me? Fine. Just no more pulling okay?" Remy said, rubbing her head. The owl nipped her ear. Remy walked and stood in front of the gargoyle statue. Before she had the chance to say the password, a voice interrupted her.
"Might you tell me what you are doing Miss Morgan?" Professor Snape scowled.
"I was going to see Professor Dumbledore about something sir." Remy answered casually.
"The headmaster is not to be disturbed by students, and clearly you are one. One late to her first class." Remy pursed her lips but answered calmly.
"I have an appointment to see Professor Dumbledore sir. So if you'll excuse me." Remy turned towards the statue. But Snape was not keen on having a student talk to him that way.
"10 points from Gryffindor for talking to a professor that way!" Snape growled. Remy turned, and to his surprise, grinned.
"Alright Professor." She then turned to the gargoyle statue, after glimpsing at the shocked look on Snape's face. "Fizzy Wizzlers." The statue opened, and Remy was gone before Snape could rebuttal. He walked away talking to himself that sounded something like: "Another Potter"
Remy walked into Dumbledore's office to see him sitting at his desk, Fawkes the phoenix resting on a chair near the fire.
"Professor?" Dumbledore looked up, his kind face looking older and ashen.
"Remy. I assume you've received you mother's note?"
"Yes I did. Did the Ministry send you the notice?" Remy asked.
"Yes. Received it this morning by your owl there. Extraordinary animal you have there." Penelope hooted and flew over and landed next to Fawkes.
"Yes she is. So you agree to the terms?" Dumbledore sighed and picked up a piece of parchment resting on his desk.
"There are quite extreme. But if you're willing, I agree to let you perform it when necessary. The only thing is I'm very curious how your mother and you came across this."
"It's a long story. But it will be very useful."
"Yes, of course. Now how do you pronounce it?" Dumbledore asked curiously. Remy smiled at the old man.
"It's pronounced; Arvadek Adava."
***
Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat down at Gryffindor table all to ready to indulge themselves in a well-earned lunch.
"Biting plants. I'll never get it." Ron stated as one of his thoroughly bandaged hands grabbed a roll and buttered it.
"It's all for the better." Hermione said, sipping her soup with a similarly bandaged hand. Harry on the other hand, was bandage free and searching around the Great Hall for someone.
"Has anyone seen Remy?" He asked.
"Not since this morning." Ron said, now diving into a bowl of stew. "Why? You looking for her Harry?" He added with a wink. Hermione tutted.
"Please Ron. Not while we're eating."
"Just trying to help Harry a little." Hermione shook her head and continued to eat her soup. Neither hid nor hair of Remy was seen until 10 minutes into Potions when she entered casually and took the only empty seat next to Harry. Had not Snape said anything, one would have thought that she was there since the start of class.
"Too good to enter class the same time as everyone else Miss Morgan?" Snape sneered. Draco Malfoy turned in his chair in the front row ready for the show.
"No Professor. My meeting with Professor Dumbledore ran a little late. He gave me a note if you would like to see it." Remy said smoothly, pulling out a piece of parchment from her pocket and extending it forward to Snape, who snatched it, read it quickly, then crumpled it and continued with the lesson without any point deduction from Gryffindor. Malfoy turned back to the front, disappointment riddled through his pale face. Advanced Potions ended with Remy as the new hero in 7^th year Gryffindors.
"Brilliant! A note! Never thought of that!" Seamus told Remy as they all walked back to the dormitory. Harry, Ron, and Hermione brought up the tail end of the group.
"She's become very popular Harry. You're going to have some competition." Ron teased. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Quit it Ron. You remember how much your brothers teased you. You hated it. So why bring that onto Harry." Hermione said.
"Because I realized how much fun it is."
"Ron!"
"Relax. Only kidding. Please don't hurt me." Ron said, cowering next to Harry. "Save me." Harry stared at him. "Please?"
"You brought it upon yourself." Harry and Hermione kept walking leaving Ron standing in the middle of the hallway with his mouth hanging open.
"That was low Harry! Really low!" Harry and Hermione shook their heads and stopped walking so Ron could catch up.
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Phew! Our longest chapter yet! So what do you think so far? Good? Bad? Be honest. Thanks to the people who reviewed! Please review! We may have out the next chapter faster that way!
Star and Glade
2-12-02
(A.N. Two things: 1. I really don't know where Dumbledore's office is, it's near Hufflepuff dormitory, but I just made up this place for the sake of not knowing my directions. 2. The class schedule is different than before, but I think it works, so don't dis it a'right.)
Disclaimer: We don't own anything. What more do we need to say? Oh, yeah, don't sue us, we're poor.
Chapter Three: Remy: 1, Snape: 0
The next morning Harry woke up feeling wonderfully calm. He got dressed and made his way down to the common room. When he got there, he saw Neville and Remy talking right besides the portrait hole.
"So how do I get to Dumbledore's office?" Remy asked. Neville just stood there like a stone statue, his mouth hanging open stupidly.
"Er...uh...um...it's...uh..." Neville stammered. When he turned and saw Harry making his way into the common room, his face filled with relief. "Harry! Could you tell Remy how to get to Dumbledore's office? I got to get to breakfast. Thanks!" Before Harry could answer, Neville was out the portrait hole and down the hall. Remy stood there staring at him.
"Don't tell me you don't know where it is too." She said. "I've already asked Seamus, Dean, a few third years, and of course Neville." Harry smiled at her look of disbelief that so many people didn't know where the bloody office was!
"I know where it is." Said Harry. "It's down the hall and to the right of the hospital wing. You do know where that is...don't you?" Remy shot him an annoyed look. Harry smiled again. "His office is behind a statue of a really ugly gargoyle."
"Okay, I think I can find my way now." Remy said. "Thank you for your help. I'll talk to you later. Have a good first class of the term." With parting words, she made her way out of the portrait hole and headed for Dumbledore's office. Harry watched her until the portrait swung closed, then turned to wait for Ron and Hermione, only to hit head on with Ron who was standing behind him, Hermione at his side.
"Sly one you are Harry." Ron said, patting him on the back.
"What?" Harry asked. Ron shook his head and sighed.
"You have some things to learn." Harry contorted his face in a look of confusion and looked at Hermione who gave him a Don't-listen-to-him-look.
"Come on," Hermione said, stepping forward. "I would like some breakfast." She pushed open the portrait, but before she could, a white blur flew passed her and out of sight. The three stared after it.
"Was that Hedwig?" Harry asked, jabbing his thumb out the portrait hole.
"No, that was Penelope." Hermione stated as she clambered out the hole, Ron and Harry coming after her.
"Who?" Ron asked.
"Penelope, Remy's owl. She must be mad the Remy left without her."
"Remy keeps that owl in the dormitory with her?"
"I don't know. Penelope wasn't there when I left the dormitory. She must of come to give Remy something, and seeing that she wasn't there, decided to take the fast way to her. Through the castle." The three reached the Great Hall quickly and took their seats at the Gryffindor table next to Neville.
"Got our new class schedules." Neville said, handing the schedules to Harry, Ron, and Hermione.
"Once again, another class of Advanced Potions." Ron groaned, as he stared down at his schedule.
Monday
9 o'clock Herbology
Lunch
1 o'clock Potions
Tuesday
9 o'clock Divination
Lunch
1 o'clock Transfiguration
Wednesday
8 o'clock Care of Magical Creatures
10 o'clock Astronomy
Lunch
1 o'clock Charms
Thursday
9 o'clock Defense Against the Dark Arts
Lunch
1 o'clock History of Magic
Friday
8 o'clock Flight
"At least I only have one class on Friday." Ron stared at Hermione's schedule which was almost the exact same. The only difference was that she had Arithmancy instead of Divination. He was happy that her schedule was easy this year. Well, as easy as it could be.
"One class," Harry emphasized. "We still have Quidditch practice at 4 o'clock every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. Remember? You are the captain." Ron smacked his head.
"Yeah, how could I forget. We still need a keeper Harry. I talked to Madame Pomfrey last night. She told me that Isaac Graham won't be healed enough for the next game." Hermione sniffed.
"Well, I would think not. A quaffle and a double bludger hitting you in the head at one time will knock you out of commission for a while." She said, finishing her muffin.
"Yeah, I guess so." Hermione whipped off her hands and stood up.
"Come on. Don't want to be late for Herbology now." Harry and Ron stood up after her and made their way out of the Great Hall towards the greenhouses.
***
Remy was down the hall from Dumbledore's office when she heard flapping behind her.
"Penelope. I told you to stay in the owlery." Penelope landed on Remy's shoulder and grabbed a beak full of her ponytail and pulled. "OUCH! Penelope what was that for?" Penelope hooted. "You want to join me? Fine. Just no more pulling okay?" Remy said, rubbing her head. The owl nipped her ear. Remy walked and stood in front of the gargoyle statue. Before she had the chance to say the password, a voice interrupted her.
"Might you tell me what you are doing Miss Morgan?" Professor Snape scowled.
"I was going to see Professor Dumbledore about something sir." Remy answered casually.
"The headmaster is not to be disturbed by students, and clearly you are one. One late to her first class." Remy pursed her lips but answered calmly.
"I have an appointment to see Professor Dumbledore sir. So if you'll excuse me." Remy turned towards the statue. But Snape was not keen on having a student talk to him that way.
"10 points from Gryffindor for talking to a professor that way!" Snape growled. Remy turned, and to his surprise, grinned.
"Alright Professor." She then turned to the gargoyle statue, after glimpsing at the shocked look on Snape's face. "Fizzy Wizzlers." The statue opened, and Remy was gone before Snape could rebuttal. He walked away talking to himself that sounded something like: "Another Potter"
Remy walked into Dumbledore's office to see him sitting at his desk, Fawkes the phoenix resting on a chair near the fire.
"Professor?" Dumbledore looked up, his kind face looking older and ashen.
"Remy. I assume you've received you mother's note?"
"Yes I did. Did the Ministry send you the notice?" Remy asked.
"Yes. Received it this morning by your owl there. Extraordinary animal you have there." Penelope hooted and flew over and landed next to Fawkes.
"Yes she is. So you agree to the terms?" Dumbledore sighed and picked up a piece of parchment resting on his desk.
"There are quite extreme. But if you're willing, I agree to let you perform it when necessary. The only thing is I'm very curious how your mother and you came across this."
"It's a long story. But it will be very useful."
"Yes, of course. Now how do you pronounce it?" Dumbledore asked curiously. Remy smiled at the old man.
"It's pronounced; Arvadek Adava."
***
Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat down at Gryffindor table all to ready to indulge themselves in a well-earned lunch.
"Biting plants. I'll never get it." Ron stated as one of his thoroughly bandaged hands grabbed a roll and buttered it.
"It's all for the better." Hermione said, sipping her soup with a similarly bandaged hand. Harry on the other hand, was bandage free and searching around the Great Hall for someone.
"Has anyone seen Remy?" He asked.
"Not since this morning." Ron said, now diving into a bowl of stew. "Why? You looking for her Harry?" He added with a wink. Hermione tutted.
"Please Ron. Not while we're eating."
"Just trying to help Harry a little." Hermione shook her head and continued to eat her soup. Neither hid nor hair of Remy was seen until 10 minutes into Potions when she entered casually and took the only empty seat next to Harry. Had not Snape said anything, one would have thought that she was there since the start of class.
"Too good to enter class the same time as everyone else Miss Morgan?" Snape sneered. Draco Malfoy turned in his chair in the front row ready for the show.
"No Professor. My meeting with Professor Dumbledore ran a little late. He gave me a note if you would like to see it." Remy said smoothly, pulling out a piece of parchment from her pocket and extending it forward to Snape, who snatched it, read it quickly, then crumpled it and continued with the lesson without any point deduction from Gryffindor. Malfoy turned back to the front, disappointment riddled through his pale face. Advanced Potions ended with Remy as the new hero in 7^th year Gryffindors.
"Brilliant! A note! Never thought of that!" Seamus told Remy as they all walked back to the dormitory. Harry, Ron, and Hermione brought up the tail end of the group.
"She's become very popular Harry. You're going to have some competition." Ron teased. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Quit it Ron. You remember how much your brothers teased you. You hated it. So why bring that onto Harry." Hermione said.
"Because I realized how much fun it is."
"Ron!"
"Relax. Only kidding. Please don't hurt me." Ron said, cowering next to Harry. "Save me." Harry stared at him. "Please?"
"You brought it upon yourself." Harry and Hermione kept walking leaving Ron standing in the middle of the hallway with his mouth hanging open.
"That was low Harry! Really low!" Harry and Hermione shook their heads and stopped walking so Ron could catch up.
~~~~
Phew! Our longest chapter yet! So what do you think so far? Good? Bad? Be honest. Thanks to the people who reviewed! Please review! We may have out the next chapter faster that way!
Star and Glade
2-12-02