Chapter 8
He eventually falls asleep because he wakes up the next morning with about an hour's rest. He goes down to the common room to see if his friends were up yet. Sure enough, they were there waiting for him to go down to breakfast. They don't mention anything from the previous night's activity. After eating a fulfilling breakfast, they head down to Hagrid's hut for their first Care of Magical Creatures lesson of the year. Once again, They are paired up with Slytherin.
"I wonder what stupid thing we'll be doing this year," Malfoy sneers as they past Harry and his group. Harry gives him an unexpected kick as they pass by. Malfoy glared with daggers shooting out of his eyes. A few minutes later Hagrid comes out of his hut with a little round furry creature in his arms. Someone in the crowd yells out, "Hagrid, are we going to be working with those?"
"Yes, we are," Hagrid responds as the creature sticks out his tongue and licks Harry's face. Many "awwws" are heard at this or "Isn't that so cute?" Hagrid beams when he hears this. "Now, can anyone tell me what this little guy is?" Hagrid asks the class. Hermione starts to talk and answer his question when, quite surprisingly, Ron interrupts and cuts her off. "It's a puffskein," Ron says, I used to have one, that is, until it died. Fred and George used it for bludger practice a few too many times."
Practically all the class sniggers and laughs at this, including some of the Slytherins. 'The puffskein," Hagrid continues, "Is a highly popular wizarding pet. It is found world wide an' is easy to care for. It likes to cuddled, yet it doesn't mind being thrown around either, yet I suppose not too hard," he says as he casts a glance at Ron, and again the class starts into hysterics again. "When it is content with the way it is being treated, it will emit a low humming sound. Now what 'er you guys waitin' for? Each of you can go one behind me hut."
At that, the whole class, Slytherins and all, which is with the exception of Harry, Ron, Hermione, Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle, hurry so that they can get a good creature. Harry, Ron, and Hermione go over and congratulate Hagrid on a good selection of creature for the class. This turned out to be the best class they ever had with Hagrid, everyone was thoroughly enjoyed with it, again with the exception of Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle who don't like anything Hagrid would pick.
This class turned out to be the best Care for Magical Creatures they ever had with Hagrid. Using some magical leashes, they took them for a walk, they fed them, played with them, and some were even able to teach them tricks. You could tell the class was enjoying the puffskein were buzzing and how the students were telling each other how they can do this or do that or the way they thought it was so adorable when they would start humming. This interested the girls mostly. The boys were kept happy because they weren't studying something that would hurt (like the blast-ended screwts). They seemed to also enjoy competing with each other for who could make their Puffskeins do the most tricks. "Maybe," Harry thought, "People might start to like Hagrid as a teacher now, if he can keep it up."
The days go by quickly, with all the homework they were getting (You must prepare for your O.W.L.S) and with Harry's defense against the Dark Arts classes. Once again it was Halloween. The hall was de3corated splendidly with pumpkins, candles, and some bats. They all sat down to a wonderful feast of roast beef, mashed potatoes, ham, sausage, veggies, and so much more. The dessert menu consisted of pumpkin pie, biscuits, pudding, and cake. Once they could eat no more, everyone headed u to their respectable Common Rooms to spend the rest of the evening with their fellow housemates. Many were talking aboiut6 Hogsmeade. Sunday will mark the first Hogsmeade weekend, only two days away. Others were deciding what they would do tomorrow, Saturday.
As the excitement dies down, they all go to bed. Harry fell asleep instantly. Maybe it was because of the food, or possibly something else, but Harry kept having these strange dreams. In one, he is just running and running, for no apparent reason. In another, he is in the Forbidden Forest. Like in the other dream, his scar would hurt and he would start to run, this time with something chasing him. The last one was even weirder. He wakes up to find a black-cloaked figure on his bead who must be Vol- Harry wakes up with his scar piercing his forehead. "It's only a dream, only a dream," he says to comfort himself. He pinches himself to make sure he is awake and lays his head back on his pillow. He raises his eyes to casually glance at the top of his four posters. The sight he meets leaves him frozen with fear. He tries to speak but no words escape his mouth. He clutches his scar in pain as Voldemort descends upon him.
A/N I know, I know, this chapter is too short right? I'm, sorry but.. Come on. I had to end it here.isn't it a great cliffhanger *looks around with a fake smile nodding encouragely, hoping someone will agree and not just think that she's too lazy to type and that she's slow at it turns. Oh well.hope you enjoyed it anyway!
He eventually falls asleep because he wakes up the next morning with about an hour's rest. He goes down to the common room to see if his friends were up yet. Sure enough, they were there waiting for him to go down to breakfast. They don't mention anything from the previous night's activity. After eating a fulfilling breakfast, they head down to Hagrid's hut for their first Care of Magical Creatures lesson of the year. Once again, They are paired up with Slytherin.
"I wonder what stupid thing we'll be doing this year," Malfoy sneers as they past Harry and his group. Harry gives him an unexpected kick as they pass by. Malfoy glared with daggers shooting out of his eyes. A few minutes later Hagrid comes out of his hut with a little round furry creature in his arms. Someone in the crowd yells out, "Hagrid, are we going to be working with those?"
"Yes, we are," Hagrid responds as the creature sticks out his tongue and licks Harry's face. Many "awwws" are heard at this or "Isn't that so cute?" Hagrid beams when he hears this. "Now, can anyone tell me what this little guy is?" Hagrid asks the class. Hermione starts to talk and answer his question when, quite surprisingly, Ron interrupts and cuts her off. "It's a puffskein," Ron says, I used to have one, that is, until it died. Fred and George used it for bludger practice a few too many times."
Practically all the class sniggers and laughs at this, including some of the Slytherins. 'The puffskein," Hagrid continues, "Is a highly popular wizarding pet. It is found world wide an' is easy to care for. It likes to cuddled, yet it doesn't mind being thrown around either, yet I suppose not too hard," he says as he casts a glance at Ron, and again the class starts into hysterics again. "When it is content with the way it is being treated, it will emit a low humming sound. Now what 'er you guys waitin' for? Each of you can go one behind me hut."
At that, the whole class, Slytherins and all, which is with the exception of Harry, Ron, Hermione, Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle, hurry so that they can get a good creature. Harry, Ron, and Hermione go over and congratulate Hagrid on a good selection of creature for the class. This turned out to be the best class they ever had with Hagrid, everyone was thoroughly enjoyed with it, again with the exception of Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle who don't like anything Hagrid would pick.
This class turned out to be the best Care for Magical Creatures they ever had with Hagrid. Using some magical leashes, they took them for a walk, they fed them, played with them, and some were even able to teach them tricks. You could tell the class was enjoying the puffskein were buzzing and how the students were telling each other how they can do this or do that or the way they thought it was so adorable when they would start humming. This interested the girls mostly. The boys were kept happy because they weren't studying something that would hurt (like the blast-ended screwts). They seemed to also enjoy competing with each other for who could make their Puffskeins do the most tricks. "Maybe," Harry thought, "People might start to like Hagrid as a teacher now, if he can keep it up."
The days go by quickly, with all the homework they were getting (You must prepare for your O.W.L.S) and with Harry's defense against the Dark Arts classes. Once again it was Halloween. The hall was de3corated splendidly with pumpkins, candles, and some bats. They all sat down to a wonderful feast of roast beef, mashed potatoes, ham, sausage, veggies, and so much more. The dessert menu consisted of pumpkin pie, biscuits, pudding, and cake. Once they could eat no more, everyone headed u to their respectable Common Rooms to spend the rest of the evening with their fellow housemates. Many were talking aboiut6 Hogsmeade. Sunday will mark the first Hogsmeade weekend, only two days away. Others were deciding what they would do tomorrow, Saturday.
As the excitement dies down, they all go to bed. Harry fell asleep instantly. Maybe it was because of the food, or possibly something else, but Harry kept having these strange dreams. In one, he is just running and running, for no apparent reason. In another, he is in the Forbidden Forest. Like in the other dream, his scar would hurt and he would start to run, this time with something chasing him. The last one was even weirder. He wakes up to find a black-cloaked figure on his bead who must be Vol- Harry wakes up with his scar piercing his forehead. "It's only a dream, only a dream," he says to comfort himself. He pinches himself to make sure he is awake and lays his head back on his pillow. He raises his eyes to casually glance at the top of his four posters. The sight he meets leaves him frozen with fear. He tries to speak but no words escape his mouth. He clutches his scar in pain as Voldemort descends upon him.
A/N I know, I know, this chapter is too short right? I'm, sorry but.. Come on. I had to end it here.isn't it a great cliffhanger *looks around with a fake smile nodding encouragely, hoping someone will agree and not just think that she's too lazy to type and that she's slow at it turns. Oh well.hope you enjoyed it anyway!