A/N: CHAPTER SIX HERE!!! Well, I was thinking of posting it over the
weekend, but since the site is going to be down for a while, I decided to
post it today. I'm really not sure when I'll get chapter seven up because
school starts on Monday. WAAAAAAA!!! Where did the summer go!? Okay, well,
what else was I gonna say? Oh yeah. I still don't know how to do all these
italics stuff, so thoughts and exaggerations are all messed up. If
something in any part of the story doesn't make sense, it's probably
because of the italics problem. Now, we all know the disclaimer, check back
if you, for some weird reason, wanna read it again. Anyways, here's the
chapter, ENJOY!
Chapter 6: The First Day of a New Beginning
"Aw...AWWW! It hurts like hell!" Ron exclaimed, covering his eye with his hand as Harry led him up to the hospital wing. Ron had tried flagging Malfoy and the gang away from Megan, Alina, and Penelope, but ended up getting way more than he had bargained for. He realized that Megan and the rest of her friends could easily take care of themselves.
Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle had gone over to the newly introduced Gryffindors to try and start some trouble with them, as they do with everyone else at Hogwarts. But being the "stupid gits" they are, they had no clue that looks can definitely deceive in their case. You see, before Malfoy could even deliver more than one insult to the new Gryffindors, Alina had put Malfoy and the gang into a Laughing Curse.
After not seeing the whole thing, Ron had jumped to conclusions and assumed that Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle were laughing at the girls. He then made a run for it and clobbered Malfoy. Not paying attention in Charms class took its toll on Ron. As Professor Flitwick informed many times before, you are never to attack a person when they are caught in the Laughing Curse, for you don't know what a person in their stability can do. Ron suffered the consequences when an unstable Malfoy punched him in the face.
"That ferret is SO gonna get it this time! I swear he's gonna be- OWWW!" Ron screeched.
"Well, at least you've learned a valuable lesson: don't jump to conclusions when you don't know the whole story." Harry said as he led Ron through another corridor, "And listen more closely in Charms... Speaking of Charms, you might miss our first Charms class." Harry said as Ron sighed.
"How come you always sock Malfoy and never get socked back or anything? I go and jump on him, not punch him, but jump on him, and I still get socked in the face. Oh, if my mum finds out..." Ron stopped when they arrived at the hospital wing.
"Well, I didn't punch him when he was unstable, now did I?" Harry asked. Ron rolled his eyes as Madam Pomfrey emerged from behind a curtain. She looked at Harry sternly, and then to Ron, and then to the black eye that was becoming more and more visible.
"I was about to say that this was a new record for you, Mr. Potter. Getting hurt on only the second day of school. But now that I see you're not the patient," Madam Pomfrey turned to Ron, "fighting on the second day of school, I presume." Madam Pomfrey said as she led Ron in.
"I believe the correct terminology is, 'getting beat down by an unstable git'." Harry heard Ron say quietly.
"Go on to class, Harry. He'll be fine. A De-Blemishing Spell will do the trick, and that bruise will be gone in a jiffy." Madam Pomfrey assured as she ushered Harry out into the corridor.
******
Hermione flung the portrait open ("No need to be so rude," the Fat Lady exclaimed) and practically flew from there. She was too busy thinking about Ron, and boiling up about the new girls, that she hadn't realized she was going to be late for Charms.
She skipped a couple of steps as she ran down the stairs to get to her class. As she was about to step down off the staircase, the staircase decided it was going to move. Hermione panicked as she felt the staircase jerk and start moving away from her destination.
"No, don't move! Don't move!" Hermione screamed to the staircase. But it was too late. She was now at the other end of the school, and had to find another way to get to the Charms classroom. She then figured out where she was and dashed around one corner, unaware that someone was turning that same corner at that very moment. Hermione was on the ground when she mumbled sorry. She was now pissed about the fact that, due to gravity, she'll have a bruise on her bottom. She got up and dusted herself off to see whom she bumped into. Her face fell at the sight. "Malfoy." Hermione groaned.
"Granger." Malfoy drawled, "I'm surprised to see you running around the corridors. Don't you have a class?" Malfoy asked, purposefully standing in her way.
"Yes, a class that you're keeping me from." Hermione snapped as she brushed her hair out of her face.
"Why weren't you introducing yourself to the new students? I figured you'd want to make a good impression on them. I mean knowing how much of a goodie-goodie you are, and how you should start being on good terms with them." Malfoy said.
"Why should I?" Hermione asked, seeming to forget where she was going and catching on to what Malfoy was saying. "And what do you mean by, 'being on good terms with them'?" Hermione looked into his mysterious gray eyes, and then to the smirk on his face that seemed to be telling her he was hiding something from her. Something she really ought to know.
"Well, it seems that Megan is going to be your best friend's new girlfriend, so I thought you'd want to be on good terms with her." Malfoy said as he tried to keep himself from sniggering in her face.
"I still don't get what you mean with this 'good terms' stuff. And, whose girlfriend?" Hermione asked, shifting her book to her other hand. Malfoy arched his eyebrows at her.
"Well, Weasley seems to fancy Megan quite a lot. And since it sounded as though he worked fast with that Muggle girlfriend of his, he might get a move on with Megan. And I thought you'd want to be on good terms with her since you've obviously been jealous of her since Ron had introduced himself to her." Malfoy sneered as Hermione tried to keep her jaw from dropping to her ankles.
"Was I being that obvious that even Malfoy of all people could notice I'm, well...in love with Ron?" Hermione asked herself. She then looked at Malfoy, his smirk seeming much more sickening than ever. She then returned the smirk and straightened herself up.
"I still don't get what you're talking about." Hermione covered up as she shook her head.
"Granger, you're in love with Weasley. I heard you at Diagon Alley when you tried to tell Harry." Malfoy said as Hermione tried not to look astonished. "You tried telling him you had feelings for Ron, but he thought you were scared about Voldemort. When he was off," Malfoy then cleared his throat, "'this isn't about You-Know-Who, it's about Ron'." Hermione couldn't keep her jaw from dropping any longer.
"You-"
"Yes, I heard everything." Malfoy said.
"But you-"
"No Granger, you've got it all wrong. I was there. You were just too love-blind to see me." Malfoy said.
"You-"
"Yes, I can't tell anyone. I assumed you didn't want anybody knowing about this, hmm?" Malfoy asked.
"You-"
"Yes, I've already told the whole Slytherin house, and I'm working my way through Ravenclaw." Hermione looked like she was about to cry as she ran off. Malfoy laughed. "Mudbloods are so gullible."
******
Harry ran into Professor Flitwick's classroom, and luckily he was still a couple of minutes early. His eyes scanned the room, looking for his puffy-haired friend, Hermione, and found, to his great surprise, that she wasn't even in the classroom.
"Odd." Harry thought. He then found a couple of empty spaces around the middle area of the classroom and sat down. "Where is Hermione? She ought to have been here by now. Ron and I gave her more than a head start. And besides, she'd never ever want to show up late to a class." Harry thought as someone took the seat next to him. Harry stopped thinking about Hermione for a moment to see who it was, and to tell them that the seat was already being saved. He opened his mouth to speak, but stopped abruptly when he saw that sitting next to him was Ron's newest infatuation, Megan. She then opened her mouth to speak. Harry breathed in, knowing that he had to prepare to give her his life story. That's how it always was when he met people for the first time. They always had to bring up the scar.
"I couldn't help but wonder, are you-" Megan started.
"Harry Potter?" Yes, that's me." Harry then lifted his bangs to reveal the scar. "Here's the scar that Voldemort, excuse my French, gave me himself while trying to kill me. I don't remember much of the incident, but I guess that's a good thing..." Harry stopped when he saw the confused expression on Megan's face.
"Oh, so you are Harry Potter. I thought you two shared quite a resemblance. I mean the scar gave it away quite a bit. But then I thought that you might've been a die-hard Harry Potter fan and gave yourself a scar to match his...and, that's not what I wanted to know. I was actually wondering if you were friends with Ron Weasley." Megan said. Harry felt his face flush.
"He's my best friend, actually. And, I apologize for the scar story. It's just that I always get that." Harry explained. Megan smiled.
"So you guys are really best friends? Well, don't tell him I asked, but, um, does he have a girlfriend?" Megan asked. Harry couldn't wait to give Ron the news.
"No, he doesn't. Why?" Harry couldn't help but ask that.
"Oh, well I...I mean, my friends and I were wondering. We thought that he must've been dating that girl he was with at the table." Megan said.
"Oh, Hermione? Oh no, Hermione, Ron, and I are just great friends. Nothing more, I assure you." Harry said as Megan nodded.
"So you aren't dating Her-Minnie either, are you?" Megan asked.
"No. Like I said, we're just great friends." Harry said as Hermione flew the door to the classroom open. She rushed over to Harry and flung her arms on his shoulders as she exclaimed,
"Oh Harry! I've been looking all over for you!" Megan seemed to not believe Harry's last statement anymore. Harry smiled uncomfortably at Megan, excused himself, and turned back to Hermione.
"Yes?" Harry asked, but didn't intend on sounding as rude as it came out.
"Malfoy found out!" Hermione exclaimed. Harry grinned.
"Found out that nobody likes him?" Harry joked.
"Harry, he found out!" Hermione said, wit a bit of hint in her voice. Harry didn't know what she was hinting. Hermione then remembered she had forgotten to tell Harry about her feelings for Ron. Well, she didn't exactly forget, it's just that Harry never listened. "Oh no." she said, and then found her seat next to Harry and sat down. She then looked back at Harry. "Where's Professor Flitwick?" she asked. She then saw as Megan peered over Harry's shoulder. Hermione tried to keep herself from glaring at Megan. "First she tries to get Ron, and now she's working on Harry. The NERVE of her!" Hermione thought.
"Um, are you okay? I couldn't help but notice your...outburst." Megan said.
"I'm fine." Hermione snapped. Megan looked a bit shocked, but still smiled warmly.
"I'm Megan." Megan said, extending a hand out to her. She obviously wanted to become friends.
"Hermione." Hermione said rudely, not bothering to shake her hand. Megan brought her hand back.
Luckily, Professor Flitwick finally entered the classroom and headed to his stack of books.
"Hello, hello class.and hello to our new students. It's a pleasure having you all here." Professor Flitwick said as he climbed up the stack. "Our first Charms class begins today. I'm very excited, and I hope you are, too. For we are going to be learning so much more...advanced charms. We will do some more Summoning Charms, and hopefully be able to summon things from at least halfway around the world. We'll also try levitating humans. But that, of course, will come when we are able to levitate a feather correctly. We'll also do some Forget-Me-Not Charms, which I'll explain later on." Professor Flitwick went on and on, talking about the itinerary for the term. But when Harry heard about the Forget-Me-Not Charms, he couldn't help but find his head shoot up at Professor Flitwick's direction.
"This might be our charm for the lucky Mila." Harry thought.
"Ah, Mr. Weasley, take a seat, take a seat." Harry looked back as Professor Flitwick spoke. Ron had closed the door behind him, and was looking at Harry, bug-eyed. "You can't even notice that bruise anymore, huh Mr. Weasley? I could've sworn that I mentioned that you are to never attack a person caught in the Laughing Curse. But then again, if I never mentioned it, I could always use you as an example." Professor Flitwick chortled. Ron smiled lightly at Professor Flitwick, but his eyes averted back to Harry.
"It's not what you think!" Harry mouthed out frantically. Ron looked at him suspiciously, and slowly nodded as he sat down behind him.
"Well, let us get on with the magic!" Professor Flitwick said enthusiastically, "Everyone, find a partner." Harry and Ron automatically looked at each other when Professor Flitwick suddenly spoke up. "To help our new students get acquainted, maybe we shall have them work with some of our other students. How's about...Miss Granger, will you please work with Miss Adams?" Professor Flitwick asked.
Hermione nodded obediently, but couldn't help but throw daggers at him with her eyes. She had never felt so angry with Professor Flitwick before. And never before had she felt the sudden urge to push Professor Flitwick off his stack of books. She then looked over at Megan, who smiled at her warmly. Hermione on the other hand plastered on a fake smile as she thought about herself performing the Avada Kedavra curse on Megan.
"Mr. Thomas, will you work with Miss Stoneriver?" Professor Flitwick asked Dean Thomas, who blushed furiously as he looked at Penelope Stoneriver. Professor Flitwick then turned to Harry. "And Mr. Potter, could you work with Miss Halliwell?" Harry turned around to see whom he'd be working with.
"Halliwell?" Harry didn't recall anybody by that name. Ron was blabbing at the time they introduced her.
Megan and Penelope Stoneriver, whom was sitting behind Harry, went and found their seats next to their partners. Ron then walked up to Harry's desk.
"Dude, I'm stuck with Neville 'I Swear I Never Blew Up Anything In My Entire Life' Longbottom. Oh, and," Ron bent down to reach Harry's eye level, "give me all the details in the common room." Ron said through gritted teeth. Harry then heard someone pull up a chair next to him. He turned to see his partner when his breath got caught in his throat. Alina Halliwell beamed at him.
"Absolutely stunning." Harry thought as Professor Flitwick began explaining the assignment.
"Okay, everyone will be given a sack of rice. You and your partner will have to work as a team and try to make the sack of rice levitate. It will have to hover about three feet above our heads for you to get passing marks." Professor Flitwick explained, "Remember, swish and flick! And pronunciation. Wingardium Leviosa. Let's say it together, just so I could make sure we don't end up with fried rice at the end of class." Professor Flitwick said.
"Wingardium Leviosa." The class said dully.
"Say it with feeling!" Professor Flitwick urged.
"Wingardium Leviosa!" the class exclaimed.
"Well done! Now, try it on the sack of rice." Professor Flitwick said, "Swish and flick!"
Harry then turned to Alina, and was surprised to see that she was already facing him. She smiled.
"So I take it we're going to have to work really hard to get this sack to levitate." Alina said, looking from Harry to the sack of rice that thumped onto their desk.
"This is going to be complicated." Harry said.
"I don't think it should be all that hard." Alina said.
"Oh trust me, it will. In my first year, my partner and I couldn't get our feather to levitate, so we set in on fire." Harry explained. Alina smiled.
"That was your first year. Your skills should've improved by now." Alina said.
"I hope so." Harry said.
"Well, I know so." Alina said. Harry looked up at her and smiled. And then he felt himself blushing.
"Um," Harry gulped, "thanks." Alina suppressed a giggle and smiled.
"Any time." There was silence between them after that. Then Alina spoke up again. "I believe I haven't introduced myself properly. I'm Alina Halliwell." Alina said, extending a hand out to Harry. Harry brought his hand inside his robes and wiped the sweat off his palms. Then he was about to shake her hand as Cho Chang walked in. Harry stopped mid-shake as Cho took a quick glance at him before whispering something to Professor Flitwick. Harry watched as Professor Flitwick kept nodding. Professor Flitwick then cleared his throat to silence the class.
"Will Miss Adams, Stoneriver, and Halliwell go with Miss Chang? Professor Snape would like to see you three." Professor Flitwick said. Alina pulled her hand away, smiled at Harry one last time, and was off.
A/N: Right now, I wanna give a big shout out to my Chica, Rosh. She's an awesome, awesome writer, and I think all of y'all should check out her story, Obstacles of Love. She's also my first reviewer, so, big kisses to her! Anyways...not much to say anymore. Please review!
Chapter 6: The First Day of a New Beginning
"Aw...AWWW! It hurts like hell!" Ron exclaimed, covering his eye with his hand as Harry led him up to the hospital wing. Ron had tried flagging Malfoy and the gang away from Megan, Alina, and Penelope, but ended up getting way more than he had bargained for. He realized that Megan and the rest of her friends could easily take care of themselves.
Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle had gone over to the newly introduced Gryffindors to try and start some trouble with them, as they do with everyone else at Hogwarts. But being the "stupid gits" they are, they had no clue that looks can definitely deceive in their case. You see, before Malfoy could even deliver more than one insult to the new Gryffindors, Alina had put Malfoy and the gang into a Laughing Curse.
After not seeing the whole thing, Ron had jumped to conclusions and assumed that Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle were laughing at the girls. He then made a run for it and clobbered Malfoy. Not paying attention in Charms class took its toll on Ron. As Professor Flitwick informed many times before, you are never to attack a person when they are caught in the Laughing Curse, for you don't know what a person in their stability can do. Ron suffered the consequences when an unstable Malfoy punched him in the face.
"That ferret is SO gonna get it this time! I swear he's gonna be- OWWW!" Ron screeched.
"Well, at least you've learned a valuable lesson: don't jump to conclusions when you don't know the whole story." Harry said as he led Ron through another corridor, "And listen more closely in Charms... Speaking of Charms, you might miss our first Charms class." Harry said as Ron sighed.
"How come you always sock Malfoy and never get socked back or anything? I go and jump on him, not punch him, but jump on him, and I still get socked in the face. Oh, if my mum finds out..." Ron stopped when they arrived at the hospital wing.
"Well, I didn't punch him when he was unstable, now did I?" Harry asked. Ron rolled his eyes as Madam Pomfrey emerged from behind a curtain. She looked at Harry sternly, and then to Ron, and then to the black eye that was becoming more and more visible.
"I was about to say that this was a new record for you, Mr. Potter. Getting hurt on only the second day of school. But now that I see you're not the patient," Madam Pomfrey turned to Ron, "fighting on the second day of school, I presume." Madam Pomfrey said as she led Ron in.
"I believe the correct terminology is, 'getting beat down by an unstable git'." Harry heard Ron say quietly.
"Go on to class, Harry. He'll be fine. A De-Blemishing Spell will do the trick, and that bruise will be gone in a jiffy." Madam Pomfrey assured as she ushered Harry out into the corridor.
******
Hermione flung the portrait open ("No need to be so rude," the Fat Lady exclaimed) and practically flew from there. She was too busy thinking about Ron, and boiling up about the new girls, that she hadn't realized she was going to be late for Charms.
She skipped a couple of steps as she ran down the stairs to get to her class. As she was about to step down off the staircase, the staircase decided it was going to move. Hermione panicked as she felt the staircase jerk and start moving away from her destination.
"No, don't move! Don't move!" Hermione screamed to the staircase. But it was too late. She was now at the other end of the school, and had to find another way to get to the Charms classroom. She then figured out where she was and dashed around one corner, unaware that someone was turning that same corner at that very moment. Hermione was on the ground when she mumbled sorry. She was now pissed about the fact that, due to gravity, she'll have a bruise on her bottom. She got up and dusted herself off to see whom she bumped into. Her face fell at the sight. "Malfoy." Hermione groaned.
"Granger." Malfoy drawled, "I'm surprised to see you running around the corridors. Don't you have a class?" Malfoy asked, purposefully standing in her way.
"Yes, a class that you're keeping me from." Hermione snapped as she brushed her hair out of her face.
"Why weren't you introducing yourself to the new students? I figured you'd want to make a good impression on them. I mean knowing how much of a goodie-goodie you are, and how you should start being on good terms with them." Malfoy said.
"Why should I?" Hermione asked, seeming to forget where she was going and catching on to what Malfoy was saying. "And what do you mean by, 'being on good terms with them'?" Hermione looked into his mysterious gray eyes, and then to the smirk on his face that seemed to be telling her he was hiding something from her. Something she really ought to know.
"Well, it seems that Megan is going to be your best friend's new girlfriend, so I thought you'd want to be on good terms with her." Malfoy said as he tried to keep himself from sniggering in her face.
"I still don't get what you mean with this 'good terms' stuff. And, whose girlfriend?" Hermione asked, shifting her book to her other hand. Malfoy arched his eyebrows at her.
"Well, Weasley seems to fancy Megan quite a lot. And since it sounded as though he worked fast with that Muggle girlfriend of his, he might get a move on with Megan. And I thought you'd want to be on good terms with her since you've obviously been jealous of her since Ron had introduced himself to her." Malfoy sneered as Hermione tried to keep her jaw from dropping to her ankles.
"Was I being that obvious that even Malfoy of all people could notice I'm, well...in love with Ron?" Hermione asked herself. She then looked at Malfoy, his smirk seeming much more sickening than ever. She then returned the smirk and straightened herself up.
"I still don't get what you're talking about." Hermione covered up as she shook her head.
"Granger, you're in love with Weasley. I heard you at Diagon Alley when you tried to tell Harry." Malfoy said as Hermione tried not to look astonished. "You tried telling him you had feelings for Ron, but he thought you were scared about Voldemort. When he was off," Malfoy then cleared his throat, "'this isn't about You-Know-Who, it's about Ron'." Hermione couldn't keep her jaw from dropping any longer.
"You-"
"Yes, I heard everything." Malfoy said.
"But you-"
"No Granger, you've got it all wrong. I was there. You were just too love-blind to see me." Malfoy said.
"You-"
"Yes, I can't tell anyone. I assumed you didn't want anybody knowing about this, hmm?" Malfoy asked.
"You-"
"Yes, I've already told the whole Slytherin house, and I'm working my way through Ravenclaw." Hermione looked like she was about to cry as she ran off. Malfoy laughed. "Mudbloods are so gullible."
******
Harry ran into Professor Flitwick's classroom, and luckily he was still a couple of minutes early. His eyes scanned the room, looking for his puffy-haired friend, Hermione, and found, to his great surprise, that she wasn't even in the classroom.
"Odd." Harry thought. He then found a couple of empty spaces around the middle area of the classroom and sat down. "Where is Hermione? She ought to have been here by now. Ron and I gave her more than a head start. And besides, she'd never ever want to show up late to a class." Harry thought as someone took the seat next to him. Harry stopped thinking about Hermione for a moment to see who it was, and to tell them that the seat was already being saved. He opened his mouth to speak, but stopped abruptly when he saw that sitting next to him was Ron's newest infatuation, Megan. She then opened her mouth to speak. Harry breathed in, knowing that he had to prepare to give her his life story. That's how it always was when he met people for the first time. They always had to bring up the scar.
"I couldn't help but wonder, are you-" Megan started.
"Harry Potter?" Yes, that's me." Harry then lifted his bangs to reveal the scar. "Here's the scar that Voldemort, excuse my French, gave me himself while trying to kill me. I don't remember much of the incident, but I guess that's a good thing..." Harry stopped when he saw the confused expression on Megan's face.
"Oh, so you are Harry Potter. I thought you two shared quite a resemblance. I mean the scar gave it away quite a bit. But then I thought that you might've been a die-hard Harry Potter fan and gave yourself a scar to match his...and, that's not what I wanted to know. I was actually wondering if you were friends with Ron Weasley." Megan said. Harry felt his face flush.
"He's my best friend, actually. And, I apologize for the scar story. It's just that I always get that." Harry explained. Megan smiled.
"So you guys are really best friends? Well, don't tell him I asked, but, um, does he have a girlfriend?" Megan asked. Harry couldn't wait to give Ron the news.
"No, he doesn't. Why?" Harry couldn't help but ask that.
"Oh, well I...I mean, my friends and I were wondering. We thought that he must've been dating that girl he was with at the table." Megan said.
"Oh, Hermione? Oh no, Hermione, Ron, and I are just great friends. Nothing more, I assure you." Harry said as Megan nodded.
"So you aren't dating Her-Minnie either, are you?" Megan asked.
"No. Like I said, we're just great friends." Harry said as Hermione flew the door to the classroom open. She rushed over to Harry and flung her arms on his shoulders as she exclaimed,
"Oh Harry! I've been looking all over for you!" Megan seemed to not believe Harry's last statement anymore. Harry smiled uncomfortably at Megan, excused himself, and turned back to Hermione.
"Yes?" Harry asked, but didn't intend on sounding as rude as it came out.
"Malfoy found out!" Hermione exclaimed. Harry grinned.
"Found out that nobody likes him?" Harry joked.
"Harry, he found out!" Hermione said, wit a bit of hint in her voice. Harry didn't know what she was hinting. Hermione then remembered she had forgotten to tell Harry about her feelings for Ron. Well, she didn't exactly forget, it's just that Harry never listened. "Oh no." she said, and then found her seat next to Harry and sat down. She then looked back at Harry. "Where's Professor Flitwick?" she asked. She then saw as Megan peered over Harry's shoulder. Hermione tried to keep herself from glaring at Megan. "First she tries to get Ron, and now she's working on Harry. The NERVE of her!" Hermione thought.
"Um, are you okay? I couldn't help but notice your...outburst." Megan said.
"I'm fine." Hermione snapped. Megan looked a bit shocked, but still smiled warmly.
"I'm Megan." Megan said, extending a hand out to her. She obviously wanted to become friends.
"Hermione." Hermione said rudely, not bothering to shake her hand. Megan brought her hand back.
Luckily, Professor Flitwick finally entered the classroom and headed to his stack of books.
"Hello, hello class.and hello to our new students. It's a pleasure having you all here." Professor Flitwick said as he climbed up the stack. "Our first Charms class begins today. I'm very excited, and I hope you are, too. For we are going to be learning so much more...advanced charms. We will do some more Summoning Charms, and hopefully be able to summon things from at least halfway around the world. We'll also try levitating humans. But that, of course, will come when we are able to levitate a feather correctly. We'll also do some Forget-Me-Not Charms, which I'll explain later on." Professor Flitwick went on and on, talking about the itinerary for the term. But when Harry heard about the Forget-Me-Not Charms, he couldn't help but find his head shoot up at Professor Flitwick's direction.
"This might be our charm for the lucky Mila." Harry thought.
"Ah, Mr. Weasley, take a seat, take a seat." Harry looked back as Professor Flitwick spoke. Ron had closed the door behind him, and was looking at Harry, bug-eyed. "You can't even notice that bruise anymore, huh Mr. Weasley? I could've sworn that I mentioned that you are to never attack a person caught in the Laughing Curse. But then again, if I never mentioned it, I could always use you as an example." Professor Flitwick chortled. Ron smiled lightly at Professor Flitwick, but his eyes averted back to Harry.
"It's not what you think!" Harry mouthed out frantically. Ron looked at him suspiciously, and slowly nodded as he sat down behind him.
"Well, let us get on with the magic!" Professor Flitwick said enthusiastically, "Everyone, find a partner." Harry and Ron automatically looked at each other when Professor Flitwick suddenly spoke up. "To help our new students get acquainted, maybe we shall have them work with some of our other students. How's about...Miss Granger, will you please work with Miss Adams?" Professor Flitwick asked.
Hermione nodded obediently, but couldn't help but throw daggers at him with her eyes. She had never felt so angry with Professor Flitwick before. And never before had she felt the sudden urge to push Professor Flitwick off his stack of books. She then looked over at Megan, who smiled at her warmly. Hermione on the other hand plastered on a fake smile as she thought about herself performing the Avada Kedavra curse on Megan.
"Mr. Thomas, will you work with Miss Stoneriver?" Professor Flitwick asked Dean Thomas, who blushed furiously as he looked at Penelope Stoneriver. Professor Flitwick then turned to Harry. "And Mr. Potter, could you work with Miss Halliwell?" Harry turned around to see whom he'd be working with.
"Halliwell?" Harry didn't recall anybody by that name. Ron was blabbing at the time they introduced her.
Megan and Penelope Stoneriver, whom was sitting behind Harry, went and found their seats next to their partners. Ron then walked up to Harry's desk.
"Dude, I'm stuck with Neville 'I Swear I Never Blew Up Anything In My Entire Life' Longbottom. Oh, and," Ron bent down to reach Harry's eye level, "give me all the details in the common room." Ron said through gritted teeth. Harry then heard someone pull up a chair next to him. He turned to see his partner when his breath got caught in his throat. Alina Halliwell beamed at him.
"Absolutely stunning." Harry thought as Professor Flitwick began explaining the assignment.
"Okay, everyone will be given a sack of rice. You and your partner will have to work as a team and try to make the sack of rice levitate. It will have to hover about three feet above our heads for you to get passing marks." Professor Flitwick explained, "Remember, swish and flick! And pronunciation. Wingardium Leviosa. Let's say it together, just so I could make sure we don't end up with fried rice at the end of class." Professor Flitwick said.
"Wingardium Leviosa." The class said dully.
"Say it with feeling!" Professor Flitwick urged.
"Wingardium Leviosa!" the class exclaimed.
"Well done! Now, try it on the sack of rice." Professor Flitwick said, "Swish and flick!"
Harry then turned to Alina, and was surprised to see that she was already facing him. She smiled.
"So I take it we're going to have to work really hard to get this sack to levitate." Alina said, looking from Harry to the sack of rice that thumped onto their desk.
"This is going to be complicated." Harry said.
"I don't think it should be all that hard." Alina said.
"Oh trust me, it will. In my first year, my partner and I couldn't get our feather to levitate, so we set in on fire." Harry explained. Alina smiled.
"That was your first year. Your skills should've improved by now." Alina said.
"I hope so." Harry said.
"Well, I know so." Alina said. Harry looked up at her and smiled. And then he felt himself blushing.
"Um," Harry gulped, "thanks." Alina suppressed a giggle and smiled.
"Any time." There was silence between them after that. Then Alina spoke up again. "I believe I haven't introduced myself properly. I'm Alina Halliwell." Alina said, extending a hand out to Harry. Harry brought his hand inside his robes and wiped the sweat off his palms. Then he was about to shake her hand as Cho Chang walked in. Harry stopped mid-shake as Cho took a quick glance at him before whispering something to Professor Flitwick. Harry watched as Professor Flitwick kept nodding. Professor Flitwick then cleared his throat to silence the class.
"Will Miss Adams, Stoneriver, and Halliwell go with Miss Chang? Professor Snape would like to see you three." Professor Flitwick said. Alina pulled her hand away, smiled at Harry one last time, and was off.
A/N: Right now, I wanna give a big shout out to my Chica, Rosh. She's an awesome, awesome writer, and I think all of y'all should check out her story, Obstacles of Love. She's also my first reviewer, so, big kisses to her! Anyways...not much to say anymore. Please review!
