A/N: Finally chapter 5! Sorry it took so long to update. I had a butt load
of homework this week AND my damn lacrosse practice has started.so
ya.expect chapters to be updated during weekends and maybe on slack
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Disclaimer: Ok you got me it's not mine! Really is this necessary? I mean you KNOW it's the characters blah blah are not mine. unless you are just stupid of course
Hello to Hogwarts
~Chapter 5: "Thursday"~
Hermione looked around. This was not her normal dream! She thought. She was standing on a balcony that looked out on rolling green hills. It was night. She looked around at the house. It was huge and was gray brick with grapevines growing sides. It was a beautiful looking mansion. She swung around when she heard footsteps. A tall dark haired man walked out onto to balcony. He was shirtless, clad in drawstring pants and socks. From the back view he looked great. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist. It looked as if he had some tattoos on his arms. He took out a wizard cigarette* and started smoking. He sighed looking out at the serene countryside. Hermione walked closer until she stood directly beside him. It was Harry. Hermione knew that perfect face. He looked older. Maybe in his mid-late twenties. His dark black hair was tied back into a short ponytail and he had grown a small goatee. She noticed a small scar visible on his chin that had never been there before. Her eyes traveled up to his eyes that were staring intensely out at the yonder. However, something caught her attention, another scar right above his right eyebrow. It was shaped like a bolt of lightning. 'How odd.' Hermione thought. Suddenly a voice called out to him making Hermione jump into the air. The voice was definitely a woman voice. It sounded awfully familiar to her. He turned..
(end of dream)
"Hermione! Come on! Get out of bed!" Hermione woke to see a rather annoyed looking Lavender, who immediately began fussing at her to hurry. Hermione just smiled dreamily. She walked with a slight skip to the bathroom humming happily to herself. Today was Thursday.
* * * *
Hermione sat happily down in the front row of Transfiguration. Her first class of the day. Lavender and Pavarti sat down next to her giving her an odd look as if asking 'Why the hell are you so bloody happy?' The class eventually filled in. It was three minutes after the class was supposed to begin and Professor Potter still wasn't there. Ron and Pavarti were chatting flirtatiously, which annoyed Hermione to no limit because just the day before he and told practically every Griffindor that he wanted to ask out Sarah. Hermione had to remind herself repeatedly not to get angry because she would get to see Harry today.
The door swung open and Professor Potter entered looking discombobulated. He was heaving a brief case in one had and in the other he held a little red haired girl who smiled shyly at the class and waved. Every female in the room just died at the adorableness of the moment. The professor threw his brief case carelessly on the desk and placed the little girl on the floor and handed her some coloring books and crayons. She made her self- comfortable on the floor in the corner of the class. The professor sunk exhaustedly at his desk chair and rubbed his temples.
The class looked around nervously at each other for a moment not knowing what to do. Until Seamus asked, "Feeling stressed, Professor?" You could count on Seamus on stating the obvious. The professor laughed and the whole class was somewhat relived.
"Word of advice gentleman, don't ever get your wife pregnant four times. It will lead to your eventual destruction." Professor Potter said shaking his head. The class laughed.
"My dad got my mom pregnant seven times." Ron stated.
Professor looked over at him incredulously. "Oh really? I'm impressed. Your mother must really nice because if I got my wife pregnant seven times she would either castrate me or kill me by forcing me to care for all of the devil children." The class roared with laughter. The tone of his voice was hilarious and his daughter threw a coloring book at the back of his head.
"Oops! Sorry cupcake.I uhh.forgot you were there." He said rubbing the back of his head and chuckling. It was clear that he had indeed remembered she was there.
"Moving on! My name is James Augustus Potter, or for you Professor Potter. The other classes, however, had brought it upon themselves to call me Professor P. I am 36 years old going on 37 in October. I have good-looking wife and three good-looking kids, with a fourth on the way, as you well remember. I got a son in your year named Harry, he is in Slytherin, the tricky little devil, and a daughter named Sarah in 4th year, who you might know as she is also in Griffindor. This little princess over here is Jessie my other daughter who is not yet old enough to go to Hogwarts I'm afraid." He said gesturing over to the redhead in the corner. "I enjoy Quidditch, Transfiguration, and pulling pranks on innocent people. I do not like people that take life to seriously, dark wizards who try and stalk and kill members of my family, and being betrayed by someone you trust. My two best friends are also Professors at Hogwarts you know them as Professor "Hood Dog" Black and Professor "Wolfman" Lupin. And I think that is enough about me for the moment. Were going to go around the room and each one of you is going to introduce yourself and some share-worthy information about you. Before we get to that does anyone have any question for me?"
Seamus raised his hand, " Why would a dark wizard want to stalk and kill a member of your family?"
Professor P. smiled and looked at him for a long moment, "Nothing you would be interested in."
Seamus, "Alright then."
"Why don't you go first Mr...uhh.What's your name?"
"Seamus Finnigan!"
"That's great Seamus Finnigan you may continue on enlightening us with your brilliant intellect."
"Very well then, I Seamus Ronan Finnigan am Irish."
"That was beautiful! I think I my level of intelligence has dropped about ten levels but that was great! Yea, anyone else?"
"I wasn't finished Professor!"
"Does it look like I care? I have an hour of my precious time to waste with you fools as it is. I want to hurry it up a bit cause my lovely wife wants me to make her lunch!..haha just joking! Continue!"
"Err..I am Seamus-"
"I think we got that much Finnigan" said Ron.
After Seamus finally finished telling the class a brief summary of his 16 years of living and Professor commented about how he emotionally moved by Seamus's life they continued on. Professor P. was really cool. The class was really comfortable with him right away. He seemed to understand and want to get to know each of the kids
. * * * *
After the fun filled Transfiguration class the sixth year Griffindors headed over to Potions. To Hermione's joy, the Slytherins were already there. She spotted Harry sitting next to Malfoy. The annoying blonde was drawling on and on about something Harry didn't look the least bit interested in. Malfoy did not seem to notice of course. Harry smiled and waved at her, which made her blush crimson. She sat down closest table nearest him and gave him a small wave.
"What the hell was that!?" Malfoy demanded staring at Harry looking angry.
"What the hell was what?" Harry asked looking clueless.
"You just smiled AND waved at mudblood Granger." Draco said.
"A what blood Granger?" Harry asked looking even more confused than before.
"You know, mudblood!" Draco said impatiently.
"No I don't know." Harry said raising an eyebrow. Whatever he called her, Harry was sure it wasn't very nice.
"A mudblood you know a muggle born." Draco spat he didn't enjoy using the 'polite' term. It sounded to weird of him.
"What's the difference between a muggle born and any other wizard? Well except their parentage of course."
Malfoy just stared at him flabbergasted. He didn't have time to reply because Professor Figg had begun teaching.
* * * *
After class was dismissed, Harry rushed past Malfoy to catch up with Hermione. Sliding slightly he caught up to her. She was walking awfully fast.
"Hey! Wait up!" He said frowning as she hurried her pace as soon as he caught up.
She wirled around to face him. Her shiny light brown hair flying around her face. "Why should I?" she snapped. Harry backed up not expecting this kind of reaction. He noticed her eyes looked awfully red, almost as if she was crying.
"So you and your stupid friend can call me a-a mudblood to my face?! I hered you two talking before class! Did you honestly think I wouldn't hear you? I was only at the next table!" She spat at him. Her eyes filled with tears and she hurried away from him. She ran into a random corridor hoping somehow he would get lost on the way but Harry was too fast for her. He grabbed her arm.
'His eyes were so green, and large, and perfect. Oh Merlin why did he have to be so sweet looking and cutely confused when he was supposed to being mean to me!!??' Hermione thought to herself. "Hermione! I don't even know what that means! I swear! Draco just mentioned it and .."
"You don't know what it means do you ...?" She asked suddenly understanding. He had absolutely no idea what it meant! He hadn't insulted her!
He shook his head. She didn't seem to be angry anymore. He relaxed.
"It's a really really foul name for a muggle born. It is like the worst insult you could ever call someone." She sniffled wiping her eyes.
Harry suddenly looked furious. "It..whaa.? The worst insult..!? That stupid piece of shit! I'm gonna go kick his bloody ass in! How dare he!? Me own Mum is a muggle born! And you! You are so nice and pretty how could he..?" Hermione felt herself blush from her ears to her toes at his last comment. She grabbed the back of his robes has he turned to go kick the crap out of Malfoy in furious rage. Even if it would be enjoyable to watch, Hermione couldn't let Harry 'kick his bloody ass in'. For one Harry was about 6 inches taller than Malfoy and also looked a great deal stronger. She pulled as hard as she could to get him to come back but since he was almost a foot bigger than her all she managed to was fly into the back of him when he stopped. She stumbled and caught her balance. 'COULD I BE ANYMORE CLUMSY AROUND HIM? HUH?' Hermione thought furiously.
"Are you alright?" Harry asked forgetting completely about Malfoy.
" Just peachy." Hermione smiled. They both laughed. 'He thinks I'm pretty.' She smiled even wider. Gaining some new courage, she seized his hand and pulled him toward the Great Hall.
* * * *
Sarah looked up from her lunch to see her brother plop down next to her. He smiled widely at her and pulled her into a huge, rather uncomfortable do to the fact that she was sitting down and had her mouth full of BLT, hug.
"SAR!! LONG TIME NO SEE!!" This was one of those times where Harry truly proved to be his father's son.
"Hello there Harry Bear!" she said pinching his cheek, as soon as she was released and swallowed her food. Harry frowned looking murderous.
Hermione, who was on the other side of him, chuckled. " Harry Bear?"
"Don't ask." Harry said looking around at the rest of the Griffindors who were staring open mouthed at him. " Err..Hey?" he sent them a charming smile. All of the girls blushed.
"Harry, your blonde friend is looking quite angry with your recent seating arrangement." Sarah said looking over to the Slytherin table .
Harry looked over at his friend who mouthed ' What are you doing?' at him. "He does look quite angry doesn't he." he said to them. He pointed to his ear and shook his head at Draco. Hermione laughed again.
"So Harry?" Ron asked from across the table. "What is it like being a Slytherin?" Ron looked him up and down as if judging him.
"Alright, I suppose." Harry said looking over at Hermione as she pulled her old 'Hogwarts, A History' book and munching on her sandwich. Sarah frowned she wasn't sure if she liked the way that her brother was looking at Hermione. It was almost like the look Dad gets when he is looking at Mum when she isn't paying any attention. 'Harry shouldn't be looking at her like that! He barely even knows her! Maybe I'm just being overprotective of him. Hell, the only other girls he had ever talking to before other than me where Mum and Jessie.'
"What are you reading?" Harry asked looking curious.
"Oh! Well not anything you would be interested in. It's called 'Hogwarts, A History.' As the title implies it's about the history of Hogwarts. You would probably think it's boring.I mean.-"
"The history of Hogwarts? Sarah and I should read that. We need all the help we can get." Harry said looking interested. Sarah, however, took one look at the massive book and shook her head.
"You.You actually want to read it?" Hermione asked in awe. She was usually criticized for reading it. She had never met anyone who seemed interested in reading it. Ron was looking back and forth between the both of them in horror.
Harry nodded, "If that's alright, I mean, when your done of course." He added.
"Oh .well here," she handed him the book looking embarrassed, "I've finished it about seven times now."
* * * *
Harry and Hermione walked to Defense Agianst the Dark Arts together after lunch. Most of the class had already filled in the classroom. "Wait for me after class alright?" he asked going to sit next to a ticked off looking Draco. Hermione nodded and sat down next in between Ron and Neville. Professor Black sat with his feet propped on his desk. He didn't look like he was in a very good mood. He snapped at them to get out their parchment and start copying pages from the book. The class scared to death, obeyed. Professor Black excused himself after about ten minutes. The class exchanged nervous glances. "He is usually really cool." Draco told Harry with a shrug. He seemed to have forgotten he was angry with Harry. The door swung open and Professor came back in beaming. He seized Parvarti's book and slammed it shut.
"You guys did think I was serious did you? No pun intended." He asked looking around at them all in awe. "HAAAHA! I got you!" laughed at the classes confused faces. "Sorry, I just had to scare the living pants off my godson in the first class he had with me." He smiled over at Harry, who in return raised an eyebrow.
"Yea, on to are to actual lesson. What we will be doing for the rest of this year is a research project about the rise of the dark Lord Voldemort," the class flinched, " and INTELLIGENT ideas and plans of his possible downfall." He looked directly at Harry. "You will be paired with a partner, who will be chosen out of this fine hat," motioned to the black bowler hat sitting on his desk. "If you are not pleased with your partner than suck it up! All of you should be mature enough to handle it by now."
After Professor Black gave a summary about all of the research they were going to be doing. He began to choose names form the hat. The first pair where Morag MacDougal and Draco, then it was Goyle and Millicent Bulstrode, then Ron and Pavarti, followed by Neville and Crabbe, then Lavender and Blaise Zambini.
Hermione felt her heart skip a beat when he called out her name. Who would she be with? She prayed silently that she would be with anyone except Pansy. And then a ray of hope, "Harry Potter."
A/N : ok seriously, who didn't expect that? I mean duh! Why else would I forced Sirius darling to do such a dumb project. Stay tuned for the nest chappie! Herm gets some competition for her mans heart! Harry gets ta' see some hardcore Quidditch..and possibly play on the team? HMMM!??? Oh and yes I do realize this chapter was practically all about Herm and Harry. I gonna get some Lily and James in the next one. And ..(omg)..Drac-o-licious (hee.) tells Harry a lidda secret 'bout Bianca...
*a wizard cigarette is different than a normal cigarette us muggles use. Wizards are not as dumb. They do not make the cigarettes with nicotine. They use some other really cool stuff that makes you feel less stressed. In other words, their a lot like normal cigarette 'cept they don't kill you and the don't get you hooked on them. They're used almost like medicine. Ooh and they have yummy flavors too!..ya don't smoke! It is bad! Unless you are a hot WIZARD (which none of you are, I am sorry but you are not) like Harry. If it's him it's just sexy..
NOW REVIEW!!!!!! I ALMOST GOT 60 HERE!!!!!!! WOOHOOO!!!! WRITE YOUR LITTLE COMMENTS!!!!!!!..now please?
xoxoxo!
~poet~
Disclaimer: Ok you got me it's not mine! Really is this necessary? I mean you KNOW it's the characters blah blah are not mine. unless you are just stupid of course
Hello to Hogwarts
~Chapter 5: "Thursday"~
Hermione looked around. This was not her normal dream! She thought. She was standing on a balcony that looked out on rolling green hills. It was night. She looked around at the house. It was huge and was gray brick with grapevines growing sides. It was a beautiful looking mansion. She swung around when she heard footsteps. A tall dark haired man walked out onto to balcony. He was shirtless, clad in drawstring pants and socks. From the back view he looked great. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist. It looked as if he had some tattoos on his arms. He took out a wizard cigarette* and started smoking. He sighed looking out at the serene countryside. Hermione walked closer until she stood directly beside him. It was Harry. Hermione knew that perfect face. He looked older. Maybe in his mid-late twenties. His dark black hair was tied back into a short ponytail and he had grown a small goatee. She noticed a small scar visible on his chin that had never been there before. Her eyes traveled up to his eyes that were staring intensely out at the yonder. However, something caught her attention, another scar right above his right eyebrow. It was shaped like a bolt of lightning. 'How odd.' Hermione thought. Suddenly a voice called out to him making Hermione jump into the air. The voice was definitely a woman voice. It sounded awfully familiar to her. He turned..
(end of dream)
"Hermione! Come on! Get out of bed!" Hermione woke to see a rather annoyed looking Lavender, who immediately began fussing at her to hurry. Hermione just smiled dreamily. She walked with a slight skip to the bathroom humming happily to herself. Today was Thursday.
* * * *
Hermione sat happily down in the front row of Transfiguration. Her first class of the day. Lavender and Pavarti sat down next to her giving her an odd look as if asking 'Why the hell are you so bloody happy?' The class eventually filled in. It was three minutes after the class was supposed to begin and Professor Potter still wasn't there. Ron and Pavarti were chatting flirtatiously, which annoyed Hermione to no limit because just the day before he and told practically every Griffindor that he wanted to ask out Sarah. Hermione had to remind herself repeatedly not to get angry because she would get to see Harry today.
The door swung open and Professor Potter entered looking discombobulated. He was heaving a brief case in one had and in the other he held a little red haired girl who smiled shyly at the class and waved. Every female in the room just died at the adorableness of the moment. The professor threw his brief case carelessly on the desk and placed the little girl on the floor and handed her some coloring books and crayons. She made her self- comfortable on the floor in the corner of the class. The professor sunk exhaustedly at his desk chair and rubbed his temples.
The class looked around nervously at each other for a moment not knowing what to do. Until Seamus asked, "Feeling stressed, Professor?" You could count on Seamus on stating the obvious. The professor laughed and the whole class was somewhat relived.
"Word of advice gentleman, don't ever get your wife pregnant four times. It will lead to your eventual destruction." Professor Potter said shaking his head. The class laughed.
"My dad got my mom pregnant seven times." Ron stated.
Professor looked over at him incredulously. "Oh really? I'm impressed. Your mother must really nice because if I got my wife pregnant seven times she would either castrate me or kill me by forcing me to care for all of the devil children." The class roared with laughter. The tone of his voice was hilarious and his daughter threw a coloring book at the back of his head.
"Oops! Sorry cupcake.I uhh.forgot you were there." He said rubbing the back of his head and chuckling. It was clear that he had indeed remembered she was there.
"Moving on! My name is James Augustus Potter, or for you Professor Potter. The other classes, however, had brought it upon themselves to call me Professor P. I am 36 years old going on 37 in October. I have good-looking wife and three good-looking kids, with a fourth on the way, as you well remember. I got a son in your year named Harry, he is in Slytherin, the tricky little devil, and a daughter named Sarah in 4th year, who you might know as she is also in Griffindor. This little princess over here is Jessie my other daughter who is not yet old enough to go to Hogwarts I'm afraid." He said gesturing over to the redhead in the corner. "I enjoy Quidditch, Transfiguration, and pulling pranks on innocent people. I do not like people that take life to seriously, dark wizards who try and stalk and kill members of my family, and being betrayed by someone you trust. My two best friends are also Professors at Hogwarts you know them as Professor "Hood Dog" Black and Professor "Wolfman" Lupin. And I think that is enough about me for the moment. Were going to go around the room and each one of you is going to introduce yourself and some share-worthy information about you. Before we get to that does anyone have any question for me?"
Seamus raised his hand, " Why would a dark wizard want to stalk and kill a member of your family?"
Professor P. smiled and looked at him for a long moment, "Nothing you would be interested in."
Seamus, "Alright then."
"Why don't you go first Mr...uhh.What's your name?"
"Seamus Finnigan!"
"That's great Seamus Finnigan you may continue on enlightening us with your brilliant intellect."
"Very well then, I Seamus Ronan Finnigan am Irish."
"That was beautiful! I think I my level of intelligence has dropped about ten levels but that was great! Yea, anyone else?"
"I wasn't finished Professor!"
"Does it look like I care? I have an hour of my precious time to waste with you fools as it is. I want to hurry it up a bit cause my lovely wife wants me to make her lunch!..haha just joking! Continue!"
"Err..I am Seamus-"
"I think we got that much Finnigan" said Ron.
After Seamus finally finished telling the class a brief summary of his 16 years of living and Professor commented about how he emotionally moved by Seamus's life they continued on. Professor P. was really cool. The class was really comfortable with him right away. He seemed to understand and want to get to know each of the kids
. * * * *
After the fun filled Transfiguration class the sixth year Griffindors headed over to Potions. To Hermione's joy, the Slytherins were already there. She spotted Harry sitting next to Malfoy. The annoying blonde was drawling on and on about something Harry didn't look the least bit interested in. Malfoy did not seem to notice of course. Harry smiled and waved at her, which made her blush crimson. She sat down closest table nearest him and gave him a small wave.
"What the hell was that!?" Malfoy demanded staring at Harry looking angry.
"What the hell was what?" Harry asked looking clueless.
"You just smiled AND waved at mudblood Granger." Draco said.
"A what blood Granger?" Harry asked looking even more confused than before.
"You know, mudblood!" Draco said impatiently.
"No I don't know." Harry said raising an eyebrow. Whatever he called her, Harry was sure it wasn't very nice.
"A mudblood you know a muggle born." Draco spat he didn't enjoy using the 'polite' term. It sounded to weird of him.
"What's the difference between a muggle born and any other wizard? Well except their parentage of course."
Malfoy just stared at him flabbergasted. He didn't have time to reply because Professor Figg had begun teaching.
* * * *
After class was dismissed, Harry rushed past Malfoy to catch up with Hermione. Sliding slightly he caught up to her. She was walking awfully fast.
"Hey! Wait up!" He said frowning as she hurried her pace as soon as he caught up.
She wirled around to face him. Her shiny light brown hair flying around her face. "Why should I?" she snapped. Harry backed up not expecting this kind of reaction. He noticed her eyes looked awfully red, almost as if she was crying.
"So you and your stupid friend can call me a-a mudblood to my face?! I hered you two talking before class! Did you honestly think I wouldn't hear you? I was only at the next table!" She spat at him. Her eyes filled with tears and she hurried away from him. She ran into a random corridor hoping somehow he would get lost on the way but Harry was too fast for her. He grabbed her arm.
'His eyes were so green, and large, and perfect. Oh Merlin why did he have to be so sweet looking and cutely confused when he was supposed to being mean to me!!??' Hermione thought to herself. "Hermione! I don't even know what that means! I swear! Draco just mentioned it and .."
"You don't know what it means do you ...?" She asked suddenly understanding. He had absolutely no idea what it meant! He hadn't insulted her!
He shook his head. She didn't seem to be angry anymore. He relaxed.
"It's a really really foul name for a muggle born. It is like the worst insult you could ever call someone." She sniffled wiping her eyes.
Harry suddenly looked furious. "It..whaa.? The worst insult..!? That stupid piece of shit! I'm gonna go kick his bloody ass in! How dare he!? Me own Mum is a muggle born! And you! You are so nice and pretty how could he..?" Hermione felt herself blush from her ears to her toes at his last comment. She grabbed the back of his robes has he turned to go kick the crap out of Malfoy in furious rage. Even if it would be enjoyable to watch, Hermione couldn't let Harry 'kick his bloody ass in'. For one Harry was about 6 inches taller than Malfoy and also looked a great deal stronger. She pulled as hard as she could to get him to come back but since he was almost a foot bigger than her all she managed to was fly into the back of him when he stopped. She stumbled and caught her balance. 'COULD I BE ANYMORE CLUMSY AROUND HIM? HUH?' Hermione thought furiously.
"Are you alright?" Harry asked forgetting completely about Malfoy.
" Just peachy." Hermione smiled. They both laughed. 'He thinks I'm pretty.' She smiled even wider. Gaining some new courage, she seized his hand and pulled him toward the Great Hall.
* * * *
Sarah looked up from her lunch to see her brother plop down next to her. He smiled widely at her and pulled her into a huge, rather uncomfortable do to the fact that she was sitting down and had her mouth full of BLT, hug.
"SAR!! LONG TIME NO SEE!!" This was one of those times where Harry truly proved to be his father's son.
"Hello there Harry Bear!" she said pinching his cheek, as soon as she was released and swallowed her food. Harry frowned looking murderous.
Hermione, who was on the other side of him, chuckled. " Harry Bear?"
"Don't ask." Harry said looking around at the rest of the Griffindors who were staring open mouthed at him. " Err..Hey?" he sent them a charming smile. All of the girls blushed.
"Harry, your blonde friend is looking quite angry with your recent seating arrangement." Sarah said looking over to the Slytherin table .
Harry looked over at his friend who mouthed ' What are you doing?' at him. "He does look quite angry doesn't he." he said to them. He pointed to his ear and shook his head at Draco. Hermione laughed again.
"So Harry?" Ron asked from across the table. "What is it like being a Slytherin?" Ron looked him up and down as if judging him.
"Alright, I suppose." Harry said looking over at Hermione as she pulled her old 'Hogwarts, A History' book and munching on her sandwich. Sarah frowned she wasn't sure if she liked the way that her brother was looking at Hermione. It was almost like the look Dad gets when he is looking at Mum when she isn't paying any attention. 'Harry shouldn't be looking at her like that! He barely even knows her! Maybe I'm just being overprotective of him. Hell, the only other girls he had ever talking to before other than me where Mum and Jessie.'
"What are you reading?" Harry asked looking curious.
"Oh! Well not anything you would be interested in. It's called 'Hogwarts, A History.' As the title implies it's about the history of Hogwarts. You would probably think it's boring.I mean.-"
"The history of Hogwarts? Sarah and I should read that. We need all the help we can get." Harry said looking interested. Sarah, however, took one look at the massive book and shook her head.
"You.You actually want to read it?" Hermione asked in awe. She was usually criticized for reading it. She had never met anyone who seemed interested in reading it. Ron was looking back and forth between the both of them in horror.
Harry nodded, "If that's alright, I mean, when your done of course." He added.
"Oh .well here," she handed him the book looking embarrassed, "I've finished it about seven times now."
* * * *
Harry and Hermione walked to Defense Agianst the Dark Arts together after lunch. Most of the class had already filled in the classroom. "Wait for me after class alright?" he asked going to sit next to a ticked off looking Draco. Hermione nodded and sat down next in between Ron and Neville. Professor Black sat with his feet propped on his desk. He didn't look like he was in a very good mood. He snapped at them to get out their parchment and start copying pages from the book. The class scared to death, obeyed. Professor Black excused himself after about ten minutes. The class exchanged nervous glances. "He is usually really cool." Draco told Harry with a shrug. He seemed to have forgotten he was angry with Harry. The door swung open and Professor came back in beaming. He seized Parvarti's book and slammed it shut.
"You guys did think I was serious did you? No pun intended." He asked looking around at them all in awe. "HAAAHA! I got you!" laughed at the classes confused faces. "Sorry, I just had to scare the living pants off my godson in the first class he had with me." He smiled over at Harry, who in return raised an eyebrow.
"Yea, on to are to actual lesson. What we will be doing for the rest of this year is a research project about the rise of the dark Lord Voldemort," the class flinched, " and INTELLIGENT ideas and plans of his possible downfall." He looked directly at Harry. "You will be paired with a partner, who will be chosen out of this fine hat," motioned to the black bowler hat sitting on his desk. "If you are not pleased with your partner than suck it up! All of you should be mature enough to handle it by now."
After Professor Black gave a summary about all of the research they were going to be doing. He began to choose names form the hat. The first pair where Morag MacDougal and Draco, then it was Goyle and Millicent Bulstrode, then Ron and Pavarti, followed by Neville and Crabbe, then Lavender and Blaise Zambini.
Hermione felt her heart skip a beat when he called out her name. Who would she be with? She prayed silently that she would be with anyone except Pansy. And then a ray of hope, "Harry Potter."
A/N : ok seriously, who didn't expect that? I mean duh! Why else would I forced Sirius darling to do such a dumb project. Stay tuned for the nest chappie! Herm gets some competition for her mans heart! Harry gets ta' see some hardcore Quidditch..and possibly play on the team? HMMM!??? Oh and yes I do realize this chapter was practically all about Herm and Harry. I gonna get some Lily and James in the next one. And ..(omg)..Drac-o-licious (hee.) tells Harry a lidda secret 'bout Bianca...
*a wizard cigarette is different than a normal cigarette us muggles use. Wizards are not as dumb. They do not make the cigarettes with nicotine. They use some other really cool stuff that makes you feel less stressed. In other words, their a lot like normal cigarette 'cept they don't kill you and the don't get you hooked on them. They're used almost like medicine. Ooh and they have yummy flavors too!..ya don't smoke! It is bad! Unless you are a hot WIZARD (which none of you are, I am sorry but you are not) like Harry. If it's him it's just sexy..
NOW REVIEW!!!!!! I ALMOST GOT 60 HERE!!!!!!! WOOHOOO!!!! WRITE YOUR LITTLE COMMENTS!!!!!!!..now please?
xoxoxo!
~poet~