OK, thanks all you new reviewers you have all been very nice. I have tried to fix up some things that were mentioned in a friendly flamer. I put some spaces in for your eyes and I also tried to be more descriptive. Sorry I took so long to get this chapter up but fan fiction has been screwing up lately. (Not their fault). Once again I own nothing that is from the past 5 books.
Chapter Six: Nofdic mdaleidfoast
The sunlight streamed through the large windows of the Gryffindor tower. Harry's bed was illuminated with blood red light because the light was shining through the curtains of his four poster bed.
Harry woke up with a start. He sat up on his soft, warm bed. He yanked his curtains open and swung his legs around, so he was sitting on the edge of his bed. He looked around at his blurry surroundings and then realized he didn't have his glasses on. Putting them on, he realized there were still snores coming from the other boy's beds.
He got up and walked out of the peaceful dormitory and walked downstairs into the common room where a few embers lay in the fire place. Guessing it was still very early in the morning, maybe 5 he slumped into one of the comfortable arm chairs. Pulling out his wand and muttering a few well chosen words, he lit the fire. When he was satisfied that the fire was warm enough he summoned a book from his dormitory.
The book flew down the staircase from his room. He looked at the cover and found that it was, in fact a magazine of broomsticks. He read;
Of the many brands and styles of broomsticks, the most famous is the FIREBOLT. The firebolt is very fast and is chosen for the national quidditch team. Its light weight and easy to turn features have made it a favorite of many quidditch fans. Although it comes with a very heavy price tag, every Knut is worth it.
Above the article was a picture of Viktor Krum flying around a field on a firebolt. Harry remembered when he got his firebolt. He had gotten it from his godfather, Sirius. He tried not to think about Sirius as it still hurt but he had already started. A small tear dropped onto the magazine, smudging the writing.
Harry heard someone coming down the stairs, so he quickly rubbed his eyes. "Good morning Harry" Ron said. Harry trying to sound as cheerful has possible said "Morning Ron, sleep well?"
"Well, not really I had the strangest dream where Sirius..." But Ron suddenly stopped at the look on Harry's face. "Sorry Harry." Ron said shortly then sat down next to Harry. "We've got Potions today, what do you think Professor McGonagall will be like?" (Ron had decided to take up potions for Harry's and Hermione's sakes)
Harry answered, shoving Sirius out of his mind "I dunno, but it's going to be confusing with three McGonagall's".
Ron chuckled and said "Maybe we'll call one M1 one M2 and one M3".
"I couldn't imagine McGonagall allowing us to call her M1" Harry said with a smile.
The Common room slowly started to fill up, people leaving and entering at different times. Harry and Ron agreed that they should head down to breakfast. "But what about Hermione?" Ron asked.
"I dunno she's probably gone to the library for some work or something" Harry replied, not being able to help feeling a little bit concerned.
They crawled out of the portrait and started on the walk down to the great hall. "Do you think Dumbledore will let us have the DA meetings?" Harry asked.
"Hopefully we won't need them with the new DADA teacher" Ron said. Harry thought he strongly agreed, he didn't want to end up with another Umbrige.
They walked past the muttering portraits and down the main staircase. They went through the wooden doors into the great hall. The four house tables were fall with chatting students. Every last centimeter of table seemed to be taken up by breakfast and plates.
Looking up at the staff table Harry saw the three M's sitting next to each other, deep in conversation. Finding a place at the Gryffindor table Harry and Ron sat down with a sigh and started eating breakfast. "Nofdic mdaleidfoast" Ron said with a mouthful of food. He swallowed and repeated "Notice Malfoy's not at the Slytherin table". Harry's and Ron's hopes of his expulsion were quickly kicked out the window when Malfoy entered the hall, looking very happy with himself.
Not long after, Hermione also entered and came over to sit next to Harry and Ron. "Where have you been all morning mione? Ron asked curiously.
"Busy" Hermione said and came very interested with her oat meal.
"We better get to potions soon, I want to make a good impression" Ron said whilst finishing of his pumpkin juice.
They got up and headed out of the great hall, away from all the talking and warmth. They headed towards the dungeons. Down the cold steps and into the dark, passage ways below. When they arrived at the wooden door of Dungeon 3 they sat down and waited for their classmates.
Finally other people started to come down the hall. There least favorite person came and stood in front of them. "So" Malfoy started "Potter wanted to suck up to the new potions mistress hey? Hoped he could scam some good marks out of her?"
Harry opened his mouth to insult him back but Hermione cut in "don't Malfoy". To Harry and Ron's great surprise he said. "Whatever" and walked away.
"What was?" Ron started but he never got to finish his sentence.
Professor McGonagall came down the hallway and said in a voice very similar to there transfiguration professor "Stand up, everyone". She had the same influential voice as (A.N. this is getting really hard, I'll say M1 for Transfiguration, M2 for potions and M3 for DADA) M1. When everyone stood up she continued while opening the door, "Come on everyone inside".
The trio walked into the cold dungeon. The usual wall brackets were still hung around the dungeon, there flames alit. They walked towards their usual table and sat down. "Good morning class, as you all already knows, my name is Professor McGonagall, your new potions mistress. As it may get confusing with my twin and auntie in the school, you may call me Professor Bree. Today we will be making the tongue tying potion. A very complicated potion which will make the drinker unable to speak." She waved her wand at the board and continued "the ingredients and the method are on the board; if you have any trouble please put your hand up and ask."
Harry lit the fire beneath his cauldron and set to work, adding the bright green Ulopia leaves. Harry found it far easier to work without a teacher who hates you, constantly breathing down your neck. Even Neville would have found it easy, if he had taken potions.
Professor Bree walked around the class, making helpful comments to the students. Harry's potion was near perfection. "I'd like you all to scoop a sample out and put into a vial for marking" Professor Bree said. Harry carefully scooped out a sample of the deep purple colored potion and slopped it into his vial.
He handed it over and walked back to his seat. "That was easy!" Ron exclaimed "I never thought that a potion was so interesting". Hermione's potion, like usual was perfect. Professor Bree stood up and walked from behind her desk and said "I think you all did very well today" she flicked her wand at the board and continued, "Your homework is to write a 6 foot long essay on the uses of Utopia leaves".
"She's nice, but she still deals out too much homework" Ron said as they walked up the stairs and into the entrance hall. "What do we have next?" Hermione asked Ron and Harry.
"Uhh" Harry started but Ron finished him off.
"CoMC". The trio walked out onto the sunlit grounds and started to head down to Hagrid's hut. The grass flattened underneath their feet.
Past the lake where one of the giant squids tentacles were waving about and into Hagrid's back yard. Soon after some other students started to arrive. (A.N. ok, remember I'm not very good at Hagrid's accent so bear with me) "G'morning class" Hagrid greeted them. "Today we'll b' workin' with Murtlaps". There was a murmur throughout the class. " Now y'all ar' very lucky, cause I have managed to get a few". Hagrid took the class around the side of his house, where a pen was set up. Inside were a few of the most ugliest looking creatures.
They looked more like an overgrown rat than anything and they were scuttling. On there backs were a small sea anemone. "Now can anyone tell me the properties o' the anomene on its back?" Hagrid asked. To no ones surprise Hermione's hand flung up in the air.
"The anemone on the Murtlaps back is very helpful to duelers. When pickled and eaten the anemone can promote a resistance to curses and jinxes. Although if one overdoses on this helpful resource, it can cause purple ear hair." Hermione said smartly.
"Nic' goin' Hermione, take ten points for Gryffindor" Hagrid said, looking impressed. "The Murtlap can only be found in coastal areas of Britain..." he continued. It was a very interesting lesson. Hagrid showed them all how to get the anemone of its back. They all got one Murtlap each and they had to get the anemone of its back.
"Mayb' if you ask yer potions teacher maybe she'll show yeh how ter pickle them" Hagrid suggested. "Fer homework I want yeh all to write a four foot long essay on the Mackled Malaclaw" he finished. There was a groan that spread through the class.
"Gee they really are packing the homework on us, and we've only had two lessons!" Ron said while sitting down for break. Hermione, who had already started her potions essay, said "What do you expect". The rest of the day flew by with another 8 foot in writing essays.
They were all sitting around the wooden table at night doing there essays. "What a day!" Harry said over the chat of the common room. "That's grade six for ya" Ron said, rubbing his eyes. "Boy am I tired".
"What do you think Hermione... Hermione?" Harry asked looking around for her.
"She was here just a minute ago" Ron said to Harry.
There was a bark and then silence. "Was that a dog??" Harry asked looking around the common room. Other people had obviously heard the bark as well. Then Harry saw it. A dog was running up the stairs to the boys dormitories. Luckily no one else saw it. Harry casually got up and signaled for Ron to follow. They followed the dog up the circular stair case.
It pushed the door opened with the sign that read "Sixth years" and went in. When Ron and Harry went in it was lying on Harry's bed. Harry and Ron turned around and closed the door. When they turned around again they saw Hermione sitting on his bed. "I think I've mastered my power!" She said with a smile.
What did you think of that chapter everyone? Please RR and say if I have improved or not.
Chapter Six: Nofdic mdaleidfoast
The sunlight streamed through the large windows of the Gryffindor tower. Harry's bed was illuminated with blood red light because the light was shining through the curtains of his four poster bed.
Harry woke up with a start. He sat up on his soft, warm bed. He yanked his curtains open and swung his legs around, so he was sitting on the edge of his bed. He looked around at his blurry surroundings and then realized he didn't have his glasses on. Putting them on, he realized there were still snores coming from the other boy's beds.
He got up and walked out of the peaceful dormitory and walked downstairs into the common room where a few embers lay in the fire place. Guessing it was still very early in the morning, maybe 5 he slumped into one of the comfortable arm chairs. Pulling out his wand and muttering a few well chosen words, he lit the fire. When he was satisfied that the fire was warm enough he summoned a book from his dormitory.
The book flew down the staircase from his room. He looked at the cover and found that it was, in fact a magazine of broomsticks. He read;
Of the many brands and styles of broomsticks, the most famous is the FIREBOLT. The firebolt is very fast and is chosen for the national quidditch team. Its light weight and easy to turn features have made it a favorite of many quidditch fans. Although it comes with a very heavy price tag, every Knut is worth it.
Above the article was a picture of Viktor Krum flying around a field on a firebolt. Harry remembered when he got his firebolt. He had gotten it from his godfather, Sirius. He tried not to think about Sirius as it still hurt but he had already started. A small tear dropped onto the magazine, smudging the writing.
Harry heard someone coming down the stairs, so he quickly rubbed his eyes. "Good morning Harry" Ron said. Harry trying to sound as cheerful has possible said "Morning Ron, sleep well?"
"Well, not really I had the strangest dream where Sirius..." But Ron suddenly stopped at the look on Harry's face. "Sorry Harry." Ron said shortly then sat down next to Harry. "We've got Potions today, what do you think Professor McGonagall will be like?" (Ron had decided to take up potions for Harry's and Hermione's sakes)
Harry answered, shoving Sirius out of his mind "I dunno, but it's going to be confusing with three McGonagall's".
Ron chuckled and said "Maybe we'll call one M1 one M2 and one M3".
"I couldn't imagine McGonagall allowing us to call her M1" Harry said with a smile.
The Common room slowly started to fill up, people leaving and entering at different times. Harry and Ron agreed that they should head down to breakfast. "But what about Hermione?" Ron asked.
"I dunno she's probably gone to the library for some work or something" Harry replied, not being able to help feeling a little bit concerned.
They crawled out of the portrait and started on the walk down to the great hall. "Do you think Dumbledore will let us have the DA meetings?" Harry asked.
"Hopefully we won't need them with the new DADA teacher" Ron said. Harry thought he strongly agreed, he didn't want to end up with another Umbrige.
They walked past the muttering portraits and down the main staircase. They went through the wooden doors into the great hall. The four house tables were fall with chatting students. Every last centimeter of table seemed to be taken up by breakfast and plates.
Looking up at the staff table Harry saw the three M's sitting next to each other, deep in conversation. Finding a place at the Gryffindor table Harry and Ron sat down with a sigh and started eating breakfast. "Nofdic mdaleidfoast" Ron said with a mouthful of food. He swallowed and repeated "Notice Malfoy's not at the Slytherin table". Harry's and Ron's hopes of his expulsion were quickly kicked out the window when Malfoy entered the hall, looking very happy with himself.
Not long after, Hermione also entered and came over to sit next to Harry and Ron. "Where have you been all morning mione? Ron asked curiously.
"Busy" Hermione said and came very interested with her oat meal.
"We better get to potions soon, I want to make a good impression" Ron said whilst finishing of his pumpkin juice.
They got up and headed out of the great hall, away from all the talking and warmth. They headed towards the dungeons. Down the cold steps and into the dark, passage ways below. When they arrived at the wooden door of Dungeon 3 they sat down and waited for their classmates.
Finally other people started to come down the hall. There least favorite person came and stood in front of them. "So" Malfoy started "Potter wanted to suck up to the new potions mistress hey? Hoped he could scam some good marks out of her?"
Harry opened his mouth to insult him back but Hermione cut in "don't Malfoy". To Harry and Ron's great surprise he said. "Whatever" and walked away.
"What was?" Ron started but he never got to finish his sentence.
Professor McGonagall came down the hallway and said in a voice very similar to there transfiguration professor "Stand up, everyone". She had the same influential voice as (A.N. this is getting really hard, I'll say M1 for Transfiguration, M2 for potions and M3 for DADA) M1. When everyone stood up she continued while opening the door, "Come on everyone inside".
The trio walked into the cold dungeon. The usual wall brackets were still hung around the dungeon, there flames alit. They walked towards their usual table and sat down. "Good morning class, as you all already knows, my name is Professor McGonagall, your new potions mistress. As it may get confusing with my twin and auntie in the school, you may call me Professor Bree. Today we will be making the tongue tying potion. A very complicated potion which will make the drinker unable to speak." She waved her wand at the board and continued "the ingredients and the method are on the board; if you have any trouble please put your hand up and ask."
Harry lit the fire beneath his cauldron and set to work, adding the bright green Ulopia leaves. Harry found it far easier to work without a teacher who hates you, constantly breathing down your neck. Even Neville would have found it easy, if he had taken potions.
Professor Bree walked around the class, making helpful comments to the students. Harry's potion was near perfection. "I'd like you all to scoop a sample out and put into a vial for marking" Professor Bree said. Harry carefully scooped out a sample of the deep purple colored potion and slopped it into his vial.
He handed it over and walked back to his seat. "That was easy!" Ron exclaimed "I never thought that a potion was so interesting". Hermione's potion, like usual was perfect. Professor Bree stood up and walked from behind her desk and said "I think you all did very well today" she flicked her wand at the board and continued, "Your homework is to write a 6 foot long essay on the uses of Utopia leaves".
"She's nice, but she still deals out too much homework" Ron said as they walked up the stairs and into the entrance hall. "What do we have next?" Hermione asked Ron and Harry.
"Uhh" Harry started but Ron finished him off.
"CoMC". The trio walked out onto the sunlit grounds and started to head down to Hagrid's hut. The grass flattened underneath their feet.
Past the lake where one of the giant squids tentacles were waving about and into Hagrid's back yard. Soon after some other students started to arrive. (A.N. ok, remember I'm not very good at Hagrid's accent so bear with me) "G'morning class" Hagrid greeted them. "Today we'll b' workin' with Murtlaps". There was a murmur throughout the class. " Now y'all ar' very lucky, cause I have managed to get a few". Hagrid took the class around the side of his house, where a pen was set up. Inside were a few of the most ugliest looking creatures.
They looked more like an overgrown rat than anything and they were scuttling. On there backs were a small sea anemone. "Now can anyone tell me the properties o' the anomene on its back?" Hagrid asked. To no ones surprise Hermione's hand flung up in the air.
"The anemone on the Murtlaps back is very helpful to duelers. When pickled and eaten the anemone can promote a resistance to curses and jinxes. Although if one overdoses on this helpful resource, it can cause purple ear hair." Hermione said smartly.
"Nic' goin' Hermione, take ten points for Gryffindor" Hagrid said, looking impressed. "The Murtlap can only be found in coastal areas of Britain..." he continued. It was a very interesting lesson. Hagrid showed them all how to get the anemone of its back. They all got one Murtlap each and they had to get the anemone of its back.
"Mayb' if you ask yer potions teacher maybe she'll show yeh how ter pickle them" Hagrid suggested. "Fer homework I want yeh all to write a four foot long essay on the Mackled Malaclaw" he finished. There was a groan that spread through the class.
"Gee they really are packing the homework on us, and we've only had two lessons!" Ron said while sitting down for break. Hermione, who had already started her potions essay, said "What do you expect". The rest of the day flew by with another 8 foot in writing essays.
They were all sitting around the wooden table at night doing there essays. "What a day!" Harry said over the chat of the common room. "That's grade six for ya" Ron said, rubbing his eyes. "Boy am I tired".
"What do you think Hermione... Hermione?" Harry asked looking around for her.
"She was here just a minute ago" Ron said to Harry.
There was a bark and then silence. "Was that a dog??" Harry asked looking around the common room. Other people had obviously heard the bark as well. Then Harry saw it. A dog was running up the stairs to the boys dormitories. Luckily no one else saw it. Harry casually got up and signaled for Ron to follow. They followed the dog up the circular stair case.
It pushed the door opened with the sign that read "Sixth years" and went in. When Ron and Harry went in it was lying on Harry's bed. Harry and Ron turned around and closed the door. When they turned around again they saw Hermione sitting on his bed. "I think I've mastered my power!" She said with a smile.
What did you think of that chapter everyone? Please RR and say if I have improved or not.