Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, etc.
Author's note: This is my fourth fan fic. Please read and review.
Setting: After Voldermort's defeat. The wizarding world becomes more open towards muggles and muggle-borns. People have changed and so on..
After Victory
Hermione Granger sat at her usual compartment in Hogwarts express. She was waiting for her two best friends Harry Potter and Ron Weasley, whom she had known since her first year. She and Ron had helped Harry defeat Lord Voldemort every year, but their adventures had finally ended in their 6th year, when Harry and the members of the Order of the Phoenix killed Voldermort once and for all.
After Voldemort's downfall, people in the wizarding world had changed. They had become friendlier toward each other. It'd been a while since people had called Hermione a mudblood. Even Draco Malfoy had become friends with the Dream Team.
Over the summer, Hermione had managed to tame her unruly hair. With the help of Draco, she managed to create a always-shiny-and-straight potion. It surprised her when Draco had offered to help. 'It's for your own good 'Mione,' he had said. 'You need to look beautiful now that you are a star.' " A star. Huh."
"Mione!"
"Harry, Ron!" They hugged each other. "I've missed you two."
They sat down and began to catch up on their summertime ventures. Ron had been staying at Sirius' place. Sirius name had been cleared when the war began and he was also one of the members of the Order of the Phoenix. Harry was probably the happiest boy in the world when Sirius told him that he had bought a house.
~***~
In the Great Hall, the sorting was about to begin. Students were busy talking to each other to catch up what they had missed over the summer. Albus Dumbledore had decided that the students no longer had to sit according to their houses. The long tables were no longer used in the hall, but instead there were small tables for groups of ten to sit and chat over a meal.
Hermione walked toward a small table by the corner where Ron, Harry, Draco, Lavender, Parvarti, Dean, Neville and Seamus were already sitting.
"Hi guys, can I join you?"
"What if we say no, 'Mione," Draco said jokingly.
"Then I will go to the other table." Hermione began to walk away.
"Draco, you wanker. Hey 'Mione, come back, he was just joking!" Ron shouted.
Hermione walked back towards the table and sat beside Draco. " Oh, I know, idiot."
She looked at the Head table. The teachers looked different, especially Professor Snape. He was no longer wearing the usual black robes, but instead was wearing dark blue robes. 'But he still is not smiling, though,' she thought, puzzled.
"Hello, Hermione, are you there?" Harry said, waving his hand in front of her face.
Hermione realized that she has been staring too long.
"Who were you staring at?" Lavender asked.
"Snape."
"WHAT?! Why the hell would you voluntarily stare at that git?" Dean said.
"Relax Dean, you don't need to shout. I was just wondering what Snape's classes were going to be like this year."
"I bet you a galleon that he is still going to be the same bastard he's always been." Ron said maliciously.
"No, I think he is going to be all soft this year," Draco said, disgust written all over his face. "After all, he's supposed to be a Slytherin, but BLUE robes? He's gone nuts." "I agree with Draco," Harry said.
"Guys, shut up. The sorting is about to begin."
~****~
After the sorting ceremony, the usual feast begins. When the students begin to settle down Dumbledore stand up and ready to give his annual speech.
"The Forbidden Forest is, as usual, forbidden to all students." He paused and directed his twinkling eyes toward Ron and Harry, who had the grace to blush and look down, "-and I would like to welcome back our old Professor." Dumbledore motioned for Lupin to stand, ".Lupin, who will teach Defense Against the Dark Arts. Let us hope he will last longer than our other ones." A loud cheer was heard from the Gryffindors, and all the other grinned at Dumbledore's little joke. "I am also honored to tell you that we are going to have a singing competition this coming Christmas. Students who are interested can inform Professor McGonaggal or Professor Vector." A cry of delight went through the hall, but Dumbledore put up his hand, and the noise ceased. "And oh, yes, before I forget, you have to choose Muggle song. And a few words before the feast begins. Tissue, bubble, pip-squeak. Thank you." And as he sat, the whole hall burst out in verbal and physical appreciation of the good Professor's speech.
~****~
Later.
"I'm going to enter the competition." Harry said.
"You couldn't sing if you tried for a hundred years, Potter," said Draco. "Now I have some talent. I'll think about gracing the competition with my presence." He was cut off by a punch on the arm from Parvati.
"Shut up, fathead!" she said. "I'm definitely entering."
"No comment," both Lavender and Dean said.
"I'm going to try." Ron says. "What about you Hermione?"
"Well, I don't know."
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A/N: What do you think? Thanks to my wonderful Beta reader Manisha who help me re-write this chapter. Please r/r
..
Author's note: This is my fourth fan fic. Please read and review.
Setting: After Voldermort's defeat. The wizarding world becomes more open towards muggles and muggle-borns. People have changed and so on..
After Victory
Hermione Granger sat at her usual compartment in Hogwarts express. She was waiting for her two best friends Harry Potter and Ron Weasley, whom she had known since her first year. She and Ron had helped Harry defeat Lord Voldemort every year, but their adventures had finally ended in their 6th year, when Harry and the members of the Order of the Phoenix killed Voldermort once and for all.
After Voldemort's downfall, people in the wizarding world had changed. They had become friendlier toward each other. It'd been a while since people had called Hermione a mudblood. Even Draco Malfoy had become friends with the Dream Team.
Over the summer, Hermione had managed to tame her unruly hair. With the help of Draco, she managed to create a always-shiny-and-straight potion. It surprised her when Draco had offered to help. 'It's for your own good 'Mione,' he had said. 'You need to look beautiful now that you are a star.' " A star. Huh."
"Mione!"
"Harry, Ron!" They hugged each other. "I've missed you two."
They sat down and began to catch up on their summertime ventures. Ron had been staying at Sirius' place. Sirius name had been cleared when the war began and he was also one of the members of the Order of the Phoenix. Harry was probably the happiest boy in the world when Sirius told him that he had bought a house.
~***~
In the Great Hall, the sorting was about to begin. Students were busy talking to each other to catch up what they had missed over the summer. Albus Dumbledore had decided that the students no longer had to sit according to their houses. The long tables were no longer used in the hall, but instead there were small tables for groups of ten to sit and chat over a meal.
Hermione walked toward a small table by the corner where Ron, Harry, Draco, Lavender, Parvarti, Dean, Neville and Seamus were already sitting.
"Hi guys, can I join you?"
"What if we say no, 'Mione," Draco said jokingly.
"Then I will go to the other table." Hermione began to walk away.
"Draco, you wanker. Hey 'Mione, come back, he was just joking!" Ron shouted.
Hermione walked back towards the table and sat beside Draco. " Oh, I know, idiot."
She looked at the Head table. The teachers looked different, especially Professor Snape. He was no longer wearing the usual black robes, but instead was wearing dark blue robes. 'But he still is not smiling, though,' she thought, puzzled.
"Hello, Hermione, are you there?" Harry said, waving his hand in front of her face.
Hermione realized that she has been staring too long.
"Who were you staring at?" Lavender asked.
"Snape."
"WHAT?! Why the hell would you voluntarily stare at that git?" Dean said.
"Relax Dean, you don't need to shout. I was just wondering what Snape's classes were going to be like this year."
"I bet you a galleon that he is still going to be the same bastard he's always been." Ron said maliciously.
"No, I think he is going to be all soft this year," Draco said, disgust written all over his face. "After all, he's supposed to be a Slytherin, but BLUE robes? He's gone nuts." "I agree with Draco," Harry said.
"Guys, shut up. The sorting is about to begin."
~****~
After the sorting ceremony, the usual feast begins. When the students begin to settle down Dumbledore stand up and ready to give his annual speech.
"The Forbidden Forest is, as usual, forbidden to all students." He paused and directed his twinkling eyes toward Ron and Harry, who had the grace to blush and look down, "-and I would like to welcome back our old Professor." Dumbledore motioned for Lupin to stand, ".Lupin, who will teach Defense Against the Dark Arts. Let us hope he will last longer than our other ones." A loud cheer was heard from the Gryffindors, and all the other grinned at Dumbledore's little joke. "I am also honored to tell you that we are going to have a singing competition this coming Christmas. Students who are interested can inform Professor McGonaggal or Professor Vector." A cry of delight went through the hall, but Dumbledore put up his hand, and the noise ceased. "And oh, yes, before I forget, you have to choose Muggle song. And a few words before the feast begins. Tissue, bubble, pip-squeak. Thank you." And as he sat, the whole hall burst out in verbal and physical appreciation of the good Professor's speech.
~****~
Later.
"I'm going to enter the competition." Harry said.
"You couldn't sing if you tried for a hundred years, Potter," said Draco. "Now I have some talent. I'll think about gracing the competition with my presence." He was cut off by a punch on the arm from Parvati.
"Shut up, fathead!" she said. "I'm definitely entering."
"No comment," both Lavender and Dean said.
"I'm going to try." Ron says. "What about you Hermione?"
"Well, I don't know."
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A/N: What do you think? Thanks to my wonderful Beta reader Manisha who help me re-write this chapter. Please r/r
..
