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Chapter 9: Meeting the Hogwarts Student
Dumbledore began to say, "We have a new student who has been sorted into Gryffindor. His name is Harry Potter and he is a transfer student."
All eyes turned towards Harry. They were staring at him curiously, but Harry avoided their eyes.
And Dumbledore continued speaking, "Now, we will continue with the sorting."
The sorting hat was brought out by Professor McGonagall and the first year students were sorted into their houses.
The other Gryffindor students stared at Harry for a few seconds.
Then they pelted Harry with questions about where Harry was from and what liked to do.
Harry was feeling very uncomfortable under all of their questions. In his opinion, it wasn't any different from being the boy-who-lived. But he hoped that the excitement would die down soon enough.
Ron, Hermione, and Ginny all saw how uncomfortable Harry was feeling and tried to change the topic, but they'd usually somehow manage to get back to Harry. Until.
"Who do you reckon the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher is?" Ron asked trying to help Harry.
This seemed to distract all of their attention away from Harry.
"I dunno," Seamus answered.
"Hopefully someone better than last year," Parvati added.
Harry breathed a sigh of relief as the topic went away from Harry and over to the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher and whoever the new one would be. Finally, Harry was no longer the center of attention, for which he was very grateful.
The rest of the class continued to discuss the classes and teachers. While Harry talked to Ron, Hermione, and Ginny.
They were in the middle of a very pleasant conversation when someone strode into the Great Hall. James Potter walked in.
Professor Dumbledore said, "Ah, let me introduce you to your new Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor, James Potter."
Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny's jaws all dropped. But they quickly closed them before any of the other students could notice their reactions.
The students now gave Harry odd looks. They had obviously noticed the extreme resemblance between James and Harry.
"Are you related?" Dean asked curiously.
"Yeah, he's my dad," Harry answered.
"I thought you said your dad was an auror?" Seamus asked Harry.
"He is," Harry answered. "He's just going to be teaching for awhile."
Seamus stared suspiciously at Harry and said, "Right."
Harry was feeling uncomfortable under Seamus's suspicious stare. He hastily tried to change the subject, "How are the Quidditch teams doing?"
"Fine," Seamus answered still eyeing Harry suspiciously.
"Is he always like that?" Harry asked Ginny who was sitting next to him.
"Most of the time," she answered putting the topic aside. "Harry, uh." she said searching for words, "what do you like to do?"
"Play Quidditch," Harry answered.
"Right," Ginny answered smiling.
Harry glanced up at the staff table where his father was having a bit of trouble with some of the teachers. Snape appeared to be accusing him of something. He was trying to ignore Snape and talk to Lily a little.
James was having bad luck with both though. He kept trying to talk with Lily. And Snape kept trying to distract his attention from her by accusing him of turning Snape's room pink.
Then Dumbledore rose and announced that the feast was over.
Harry stood up quickly and ran over to speak with his parents. He rushed over to the teacher's table.
Snape grimaced when he saw a miniature version of James walk over to the teacher's table.
"Hi, Harry," James greeted warmly.
"Hey, Dad," Harry said. "Where are Sirius and Remus?"
"Had to leave, but I get to stay," James said happily quickly glancing over at Lily.
Harry grinned.
"Hey! Harry, come on!" Ron shouted in his direction.
"I got to go, bye, Dad!" Harry yelled as he left the Great Hall.
Harry and the rest of the Gryffindors ran towards the Gryffindor common room.
Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny all ran up the steps to their dormitories and got ready for bed. And directly fell asleep.
A/N: I could end it there, but it would be far too short
Harry woke up much earlier than he had for then he had in the past few days. He put on his robes and went downstairs into the Great Hall to eat breakfast.
Ginny, Ron, and Hermione were all down there.
"Hi Harry," they greeted cheerfully.
"Hey, guys, what classes do we have?" Harry asked.
Ron glanced down at his schedule, but Hermione who had already memorized it, answered, "Potions, Defense Against the Dark Arts, and Transfiguration."
"All right," Harry said eager to see how his dad would teach a class. And also wondering how horrible Snape would be.
They finished their lunch before heading to the Potions dungeon.
Harry wasn't surprised to find out that Snape was just as horrible in this world as he was in his.
He glared furiously at Harry, criticized everything he did, and tried to take points away from Gryffindor whenever possible. It was a relief to all of the Gryffindors when Potions was over.
"That was the worst lesson, yet!" Ron complained angrily.
Even Hermione was complaining, "He was being so unfair!"
"Is he always like that in your world?" Ron asked Harry quietly, but still earned a nudge in the ribs from Hermione.
"Worse, actually," Harry answered.
"Not possible," Ron answered.
"At least we have Defense Against the Dark Arts, now," Hermione said. "Harry's dad teaches that."
"Yeah," Ron said looking a bit brighter as they made their way to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.
They entered the room to find that it was deserted. They all walked over to their seats and sat down. They waited for awhile. In fact, it was about five minutes until James entered the classroom with a mischievous grin on his face.
"Hello class," he greeted.
The rest of the class muttered responses like, "hi" and "hello".
James made it a rather interesting first lesson. He taught them about. well, he didn't really teach them anyways to defend themselves against the Dark Arts. He said they didn't have time since he was so late. Instead he taught them ways to pull pranks on Slytherin. He wasn't the greatest teacher, but he was a lot of fun. By the end of the class period, everyone thought of him more like an old student then a Professor.
The rest of the classes progressed very slowly after their Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
Harry ate his supper talking quietly to Ron, Hermione, and Ginny. Then they headed off to the library to study.
Meanwhile.
Up in the owlrey, one of Voldemort's supporters sent him a letter about a very interesting exchange student who had just arrived in their school. The Death Eater watched the owl fly off into the inky, black sky before slowly walking down the steps to the common room. He had a very bad feeling about this new student. About this, Harry Potter person.
That's the end! It's kind of short, for which I apologize!
Sirius and Remus lovers! Don't worry, they will come back into the story eventually!
And James will actually teach the students how to defend themselves against the Dark Arts!
Now, I have to thank my reviewers!
Forever-Phoenix: Harry is happy that he isn't the boy-who-lived in this reality. Ron and Hermione will probably become friends. And, no this isn't a H/G fic.
Angel of Death: Harry/Hermione!?!? Definitely not! It may actually be an unimportant blurb at the end of the fic, H/G blurb, that is.
A-Man: There will be fighting. I really can't tell you much more.
Englishgirl: Smelling salts would've been a good idea, but the fainting is mostly over. Or is it?
Mystic Queen: Thanks! I'm really happy you like my story!
Silver Angel: Sorry, I kind of like cliffies.
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Disclaimer: I own the plot and. the plot.
Chapter 9: Meeting the Hogwarts Student
Dumbledore began to say, "We have a new student who has been sorted into Gryffindor. His name is Harry Potter and he is a transfer student."
All eyes turned towards Harry. They were staring at him curiously, but Harry avoided their eyes.
And Dumbledore continued speaking, "Now, we will continue with the sorting."
The sorting hat was brought out by Professor McGonagall and the first year students were sorted into their houses.
The other Gryffindor students stared at Harry for a few seconds.
Then they pelted Harry with questions about where Harry was from and what liked to do.
Harry was feeling very uncomfortable under all of their questions. In his opinion, it wasn't any different from being the boy-who-lived. But he hoped that the excitement would die down soon enough.
Ron, Hermione, and Ginny all saw how uncomfortable Harry was feeling and tried to change the topic, but they'd usually somehow manage to get back to Harry. Until.
"Who do you reckon the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher is?" Ron asked trying to help Harry.
This seemed to distract all of their attention away from Harry.
"I dunno," Seamus answered.
"Hopefully someone better than last year," Parvati added.
Harry breathed a sigh of relief as the topic went away from Harry and over to the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher and whoever the new one would be. Finally, Harry was no longer the center of attention, for which he was very grateful.
The rest of the class continued to discuss the classes and teachers. While Harry talked to Ron, Hermione, and Ginny.
They were in the middle of a very pleasant conversation when someone strode into the Great Hall. James Potter walked in.
Professor Dumbledore said, "Ah, let me introduce you to your new Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor, James Potter."
Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny's jaws all dropped. But they quickly closed them before any of the other students could notice their reactions.
The students now gave Harry odd looks. They had obviously noticed the extreme resemblance between James and Harry.
"Are you related?" Dean asked curiously.
"Yeah, he's my dad," Harry answered.
"I thought you said your dad was an auror?" Seamus asked Harry.
"He is," Harry answered. "He's just going to be teaching for awhile."
Seamus stared suspiciously at Harry and said, "Right."
Harry was feeling uncomfortable under Seamus's suspicious stare. He hastily tried to change the subject, "How are the Quidditch teams doing?"
"Fine," Seamus answered still eyeing Harry suspiciously.
"Is he always like that?" Harry asked Ginny who was sitting next to him.
"Most of the time," she answered putting the topic aside. "Harry, uh." she said searching for words, "what do you like to do?"
"Play Quidditch," Harry answered.
"Right," Ginny answered smiling.
Harry glanced up at the staff table where his father was having a bit of trouble with some of the teachers. Snape appeared to be accusing him of something. He was trying to ignore Snape and talk to Lily a little.
James was having bad luck with both though. He kept trying to talk with Lily. And Snape kept trying to distract his attention from her by accusing him of turning Snape's room pink.
Then Dumbledore rose and announced that the feast was over.
Harry stood up quickly and ran over to speak with his parents. He rushed over to the teacher's table.
Snape grimaced when he saw a miniature version of James walk over to the teacher's table.
"Hi, Harry," James greeted warmly.
"Hey, Dad," Harry said. "Where are Sirius and Remus?"
"Had to leave, but I get to stay," James said happily quickly glancing over at Lily.
Harry grinned.
"Hey! Harry, come on!" Ron shouted in his direction.
"I got to go, bye, Dad!" Harry yelled as he left the Great Hall.
Harry and the rest of the Gryffindors ran towards the Gryffindor common room.
Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny all ran up the steps to their dormitories and got ready for bed. And directly fell asleep.
A/N: I could end it there, but it would be far too short
Harry woke up much earlier than he had for then he had in the past few days. He put on his robes and went downstairs into the Great Hall to eat breakfast.
Ginny, Ron, and Hermione were all down there.
"Hi Harry," they greeted cheerfully.
"Hey, guys, what classes do we have?" Harry asked.
Ron glanced down at his schedule, but Hermione who had already memorized it, answered, "Potions, Defense Against the Dark Arts, and Transfiguration."
"All right," Harry said eager to see how his dad would teach a class. And also wondering how horrible Snape would be.
They finished their lunch before heading to the Potions dungeon.
Harry wasn't surprised to find out that Snape was just as horrible in this world as he was in his.
He glared furiously at Harry, criticized everything he did, and tried to take points away from Gryffindor whenever possible. It was a relief to all of the Gryffindors when Potions was over.
"That was the worst lesson, yet!" Ron complained angrily.
Even Hermione was complaining, "He was being so unfair!"
"Is he always like that in your world?" Ron asked Harry quietly, but still earned a nudge in the ribs from Hermione.
"Worse, actually," Harry answered.
"Not possible," Ron answered.
"At least we have Defense Against the Dark Arts, now," Hermione said. "Harry's dad teaches that."
"Yeah," Ron said looking a bit brighter as they made their way to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.
They entered the room to find that it was deserted. They all walked over to their seats and sat down. They waited for awhile. In fact, it was about five minutes until James entered the classroom with a mischievous grin on his face.
"Hello class," he greeted.
The rest of the class muttered responses like, "hi" and "hello".
James made it a rather interesting first lesson. He taught them about. well, he didn't really teach them anyways to defend themselves against the Dark Arts. He said they didn't have time since he was so late. Instead he taught them ways to pull pranks on Slytherin. He wasn't the greatest teacher, but he was a lot of fun. By the end of the class period, everyone thought of him more like an old student then a Professor.
The rest of the classes progressed very slowly after their Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
Harry ate his supper talking quietly to Ron, Hermione, and Ginny. Then they headed off to the library to study.
Meanwhile.
Up in the owlrey, one of Voldemort's supporters sent him a letter about a very interesting exchange student who had just arrived in their school. The Death Eater watched the owl fly off into the inky, black sky before slowly walking down the steps to the common room. He had a very bad feeling about this new student. About this, Harry Potter person.
That's the end! It's kind of short, for which I apologize!
Sirius and Remus lovers! Don't worry, they will come back into the story eventually!
And James will actually teach the students how to defend themselves against the Dark Arts!
Now, I have to thank my reviewers!
Forever-Phoenix: Harry is happy that he isn't the boy-who-lived in this reality. Ron and Hermione will probably become friends. And, no this isn't a H/G fic.
Angel of Death: Harry/Hermione!?!? Definitely not! It may actually be an unimportant blurb at the end of the fic, H/G blurb, that is.
A-Man: There will be fighting. I really can't tell you much more.
Englishgirl: Smelling salts would've been a good idea, but the fainting is mostly over. Or is it?
Mystic Queen: Thanks! I'm really happy you like my story!
Silver Angel: Sorry, I kind of like cliffies.
I LIVE FOR REVIEWS!!! HINT, HINT!!!!!!! PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!
More reviews I get, the more motivated I am to write the next chapter!
~*~*~*~*~*~Lils~*~*~*~*~*~