~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Chapter 5: Compatibility Arrives~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Quidditch practice today after school, Mr. Potter." A voice said behind him as he was walking to Potions.
Harry turned around and there stood a cat, looking up expectantly at him. "Good morning Professor McGonagall. Did you sleep well?"
The cat started to change, slowly at first then faster and faster, until it was in the form on a human.
"Yes, Harry I did sleep well. Don't forget about Quidditch practice, not that you need it." Her voice trailed off as she walked down the hall to her classroom.
Harry met up with Ron and Hermione, on his way to Double Potions with Professor Snape and the Slytherins. "You're late again Potter! Ten points deducted from Gryffindor!" Snape shouted. The Slytherins laughed.
"But the bell hasn't even rang yet!" Hermione protested. Just then, the bell rings.
"Well now it has Mrs. Granger. And by the way, that's ten more points taken from Gryffindor." Snape said as she walked to the front of the classroom. "We will be working with partners, four to a cauldron. MOVE! Now take the Dragroins Potion, The green liquid in the tall bottle Neville! And mix it with……*Voice fades*
(I try not to use the Lords name in vain, so I spell it weird.)
"Godd, I thought that we'd never get out of there alive!" Ron shouted.
Neville walked out of Snape's classroom. He was black from head to toe, covered in ash. He had mixed too much Dragroins Potion with the Ballack Groundars Powder.
Just then Fred and George came running down the hall, each carrying a piece of paper in their hand. "Look! I got Hermione! She's the most compatible person on my list!" Fred said, panting.
Ron glared at Fred as if daring him to say something else. "Where did you get these?"
"We got ours from Professor Flitwick, but I think Hagrid has the sixth years."
Ron, Harry, Hermione and Neville made a very quick visit to Hagrid's. "Hagrid have you….*gasps for breath* have you got the results for the sixth years?" Hermione asked as she slumped down in a chair.
"That I do, 'ermione." Hagrid said through a gulp of tea. "Sittin right over there." He gestured at a humungous pile of papers in the floor.
Hermione's jaw dropped as she winced at the thought of looking through each and every one of those. "Awe…"
"I did ya all a lil' favor." Hagrid stood and walked over to the pile of papers. "Ah, here they are." Hagrid came back holding four sheets of paper. Passing out the sheets of paper he calls out their names; "Hermione." "Harry." "Neville." "And Ron."
Hermione took one look at hers and screamed. "It's it's…it's-."
Read the next chapter to find out!
"Quidditch practice today after school, Mr. Potter." A voice said behind him as he was walking to Potions.
Harry turned around and there stood a cat, looking up expectantly at him. "Good morning Professor McGonagall. Did you sleep well?"
The cat started to change, slowly at first then faster and faster, until it was in the form on a human.
"Yes, Harry I did sleep well. Don't forget about Quidditch practice, not that you need it." Her voice trailed off as she walked down the hall to her classroom.
Harry met up with Ron and Hermione, on his way to Double Potions with Professor Snape and the Slytherins. "You're late again Potter! Ten points deducted from Gryffindor!" Snape shouted. The Slytherins laughed.
"But the bell hasn't even rang yet!" Hermione protested. Just then, the bell rings.
"Well now it has Mrs. Granger. And by the way, that's ten more points taken from Gryffindor." Snape said as she walked to the front of the classroom. "We will be working with partners, four to a cauldron. MOVE! Now take the Dragroins Potion, The green liquid in the tall bottle Neville! And mix it with……*Voice fades*
(I try not to use the Lords name in vain, so I spell it weird.)
"Godd, I thought that we'd never get out of there alive!" Ron shouted.
Neville walked out of Snape's classroom. He was black from head to toe, covered in ash. He had mixed too much Dragroins Potion with the Ballack Groundars Powder.
Just then Fred and George came running down the hall, each carrying a piece of paper in their hand. "Look! I got Hermione! She's the most compatible person on my list!" Fred said, panting.
Ron glared at Fred as if daring him to say something else. "Where did you get these?"
"We got ours from Professor Flitwick, but I think Hagrid has the sixth years."
Ron, Harry, Hermione and Neville made a very quick visit to Hagrid's. "Hagrid have you….*gasps for breath* have you got the results for the sixth years?" Hermione asked as she slumped down in a chair.
"That I do, 'ermione." Hagrid said through a gulp of tea. "Sittin right over there." He gestured at a humungous pile of papers in the floor.
Hermione's jaw dropped as she winced at the thought of looking through each and every one of those. "Awe…"
"I did ya all a lil' favor." Hagrid stood and walked over to the pile of papers. "Ah, here they are." Hagrid came back holding four sheets of paper. Passing out the sheets of paper he calls out their names; "Hermione." "Harry." "Neville." "And Ron."
Hermione took one look at hers and screamed. "It's it's…it's-."
Read the next chapter to find out!