Author's Notes: Thanks to my reviewer. I am so excited that I have gotten
a few, I didn't really expect anyone to read this story. Sorry that this
is moving so slow, college bio majors don't have much time. I hope that it
will become more action packed soon, I am still trying to set up the story
line and decide where I want the story to go. I am also toying with the
idea of making it sorta fluffy (H/H) but I don't think its necessary. Let
me know in reviews. Anyway on with the show.
Disclaimer: A smart woman in Britain created it If she knew what I did she would throw a fit So I only can borrow Not own, what a sorrow And Snape's a smelly git.
(Just kidding about the smelly git part. With Alan Rickman playing Snape, how could he be anything but hot! I thnk it's the accent)
Part One: No rest for the Weary
Harry slept little that night. When he did rest he had a strange dream about drowning. He was covered in cool blue water, but no matter how hard he struggled he could not get to the surface. He awoke from his nightmare screaming for air. Luckily no one had heard him. "It's a good thing I put that silencing charm on my bed, no will wake up," Harry thought. Harry knew that he was deceiving his friends, but they all had problems too. Neville was still struggling with potions. He had improved dramatically in all of his subjects after being a member of the D.A. it had given him more confidence. However, his grandmother had been sick, and while she wasn't the most pleasant person, Neville needed some family. Dean was still upset about a recent breakup with Lavender Brown and Seamus spent all of his free time practicing Quidditch so that he could be on the Gryffindor team that year. Now that they were seventh years, the only people left on the team were Harry, Ron, Ginny, who had become a chaser and a fourth year named Sarah who had replaced Katie Bell last year. The beaters that had replaced Fred and George had quit at the end of the past year. Having won the Quidditch Cup, they had decided to concentrate on their studies. Harry decided it was time to get out of bed, if he wasn't going to sleep, he might as well study a bit for his exam that day. He went downstairs to see Hermione asleep on a chair with several books on the floor and a quill (rather ruffled) tucked behind her ear. He noticed the bottle of black ink had spilled, and did a quick cleaning charm before she woke up. As he was cleaning he looked through the books, Great Muggle Inventions, Basketball; Quidditch for Non-Magic Folk, and a very thick book entitled Muggle Science; Silly or Super? Harry was confused at her choice in reading, they were all Muggle studies books, and Hermione had dropped that class.
Harry chose to leave the books and focus on his exam questions. He hated Potions, and the professor too. Snape seemed to never forget the fact that Harry had seen his worst memory, and while Harry had tried to apologize once to appease Dumbledore, Snape hadn't shown any sign of forgiveness. The last thing Harry looked at was the ingredients for a potion that permanently cured baldness but had a nasty side effect of making Toe Hair thicker and longer. Must be some of this in Fred's Growing Gobstoppers, thought Harry as he got ready for the day
***
Hermione awoke feeling very groggy. and angry. She had meant to work on the outline for her independent study at least until three that morning, but she had fallen asleep at one. She feared that she would fail her project and she had only just started it. "No use worrying about it now, I have to get ready for classes" she thought. She rushed to get dressed and go to breakfast. As she opened her trunk to get something to wear, her eyes started to burn and then returned to normal after a minute. She tried to find out what had affected her and saw only a red shirt that she had received in a package from her mother and her set of school robes. She justified that strange sensation by blaming it on a lack of sleep, "I'm just tired, my eyes need a rest". And with that Hermione rationalized and forgot the pain and went on to the Great Hall.
***
Ron awoke feeling refreshed. He got dressed quickly seeing that Harry was already awake. He wanted to owl Fred and George as well. He had thought up another brilliant idea, a never emptying cup. One could fill it with any beverage one chose, but they would not be able to drink it. No matter what was done to the cup, holes punched in them, or tipped upside-down, the liquid would never come out. It would be a great prank to play on the Slytherins. He dressed in a hurry, not bothering to tie his favorite red and yellow tie and ran to breakfast to get a quick bite to eat and off to DADA before he had to take his potions test.
***
Remus Lupin stood in front of his class of Seventh Year Gryffindors and Ravenclaws, excited for the day's lecture. Over the past year, he had loved teaching and was glad that he was able to teach again. An advanced Wolfsbane potion had been invented and now he only transformed if he saw the full moon, which wasn't very difficult. He was able to devote all of his time to his students and all of them (except for certain Slytherins) had to admit he was the best professor in the school. He had taught the seventh years everything that was in the most advanced books, and had gone to the restricted section the night before class to find out something interesting that would benefit them either on their N.E.W.T.S or in the future. Something had pulled him to a bottom shelf on the very end of a row. There was a tiny pamphlet in a leather case that read "The Effect that Happiness has on Dark Wizards" by Salub Bumble. It was published in 1943 and did not appear to have ever been read. The pamplet mentioned auras and emotions, and the strange effects that emotions had on light and dark wizards. Remus Lupin had found his next assignment for the seventh years.
Thanks for still reading. The story is starting to pick up I think. Please review!
Disclaimer: A smart woman in Britain created it If she knew what I did she would throw a fit So I only can borrow Not own, what a sorrow And Snape's a smelly git.
(Just kidding about the smelly git part. With Alan Rickman playing Snape, how could he be anything but hot! I thnk it's the accent)
Part One: No rest for the Weary
Harry slept little that night. When he did rest he had a strange dream about drowning. He was covered in cool blue water, but no matter how hard he struggled he could not get to the surface. He awoke from his nightmare screaming for air. Luckily no one had heard him. "It's a good thing I put that silencing charm on my bed, no will wake up," Harry thought. Harry knew that he was deceiving his friends, but they all had problems too. Neville was still struggling with potions. He had improved dramatically in all of his subjects after being a member of the D.A. it had given him more confidence. However, his grandmother had been sick, and while she wasn't the most pleasant person, Neville needed some family. Dean was still upset about a recent breakup with Lavender Brown and Seamus spent all of his free time practicing Quidditch so that he could be on the Gryffindor team that year. Now that they were seventh years, the only people left on the team were Harry, Ron, Ginny, who had become a chaser and a fourth year named Sarah who had replaced Katie Bell last year. The beaters that had replaced Fred and George had quit at the end of the past year. Having won the Quidditch Cup, they had decided to concentrate on their studies. Harry decided it was time to get out of bed, if he wasn't going to sleep, he might as well study a bit for his exam that day. He went downstairs to see Hermione asleep on a chair with several books on the floor and a quill (rather ruffled) tucked behind her ear. He noticed the bottle of black ink had spilled, and did a quick cleaning charm before she woke up. As he was cleaning he looked through the books, Great Muggle Inventions, Basketball; Quidditch for Non-Magic Folk, and a very thick book entitled Muggle Science; Silly or Super? Harry was confused at her choice in reading, they were all Muggle studies books, and Hermione had dropped that class.
Harry chose to leave the books and focus on his exam questions. He hated Potions, and the professor too. Snape seemed to never forget the fact that Harry had seen his worst memory, and while Harry had tried to apologize once to appease Dumbledore, Snape hadn't shown any sign of forgiveness. The last thing Harry looked at was the ingredients for a potion that permanently cured baldness but had a nasty side effect of making Toe Hair thicker and longer. Must be some of this in Fred's Growing Gobstoppers, thought Harry as he got ready for the day
***
Hermione awoke feeling very groggy. and angry. She had meant to work on the outline for her independent study at least until three that morning, but she had fallen asleep at one. She feared that she would fail her project and she had only just started it. "No use worrying about it now, I have to get ready for classes" she thought. She rushed to get dressed and go to breakfast. As she opened her trunk to get something to wear, her eyes started to burn and then returned to normal after a minute. She tried to find out what had affected her and saw only a red shirt that she had received in a package from her mother and her set of school robes. She justified that strange sensation by blaming it on a lack of sleep, "I'm just tired, my eyes need a rest". And with that Hermione rationalized and forgot the pain and went on to the Great Hall.
***
Ron awoke feeling refreshed. He got dressed quickly seeing that Harry was already awake. He wanted to owl Fred and George as well. He had thought up another brilliant idea, a never emptying cup. One could fill it with any beverage one chose, but they would not be able to drink it. No matter what was done to the cup, holes punched in them, or tipped upside-down, the liquid would never come out. It would be a great prank to play on the Slytherins. He dressed in a hurry, not bothering to tie his favorite red and yellow tie and ran to breakfast to get a quick bite to eat and off to DADA before he had to take his potions test.
***
Remus Lupin stood in front of his class of Seventh Year Gryffindors and Ravenclaws, excited for the day's lecture. Over the past year, he had loved teaching and was glad that he was able to teach again. An advanced Wolfsbane potion had been invented and now he only transformed if he saw the full moon, which wasn't very difficult. He was able to devote all of his time to his students and all of them (except for certain Slytherins) had to admit he was the best professor in the school. He had taught the seventh years everything that was in the most advanced books, and had gone to the restricted section the night before class to find out something interesting that would benefit them either on their N.E.W.T.S or in the future. Something had pulled him to a bottom shelf on the very end of a row. There was a tiny pamphlet in a leather case that read "The Effect that Happiness has on Dark Wizards" by Salub Bumble. It was published in 1943 and did not appear to have ever been read. The pamplet mentioned auras and emotions, and the strange effects that emotions had on light and dark wizards. Remus Lupin had found his next assignment for the seventh years.
Thanks for still reading. The story is starting to pick up I think. Please review!