- Chapter 5 - The Heads of the School
They all entered the Great Hall quickly and quietly behind Dumbledore. 'Quickly, go sit down in your seats before the others all arrive,' said Dumbledore pointing to the Gryffindor table. Harry, Ron,Hermione and Ginny all ran over to the table and sat down in their usual seats. As they waited for all the students to arrive they saw all the teachers running around, doing last minute checks. 'That reminds me,' said Ron. 'Who's gonna be the new Defence against the Dark Arts teacher this year? It's not going to be Lupin again, he said last year that he was only filling in because they couldn't get anyone else to accept the job.' 'I bet it is Lupin again. I can't see anyone wanting the job at all. Everyone knows it's cursed. We've never had the same teacher for two years in a row throughout our whole school life.' replied Hermione. 'As long as it's not Snape, I dont care,' said Harry. 'Or Umbridge,' he added. 'Oh don't mention the name of that stupid.....' They never found out what Umbridge was because Ron was interupted by the sound of students entering the Great Hall. 'They're Here,' said Ginny and Hermione at the same time. Harry spotted Neville and Seamus running towards the table. 'What are you already doing here? asked Seamus. 'We've been hearing rumours that you lot wern't coming to Hogwarts this year because it was too dangerous.' said Neville. 'Who told you that Neville?' asked Ginny. 'Crabbe and Goyle, why?' said Neville. 'Well, if you believe them, you'll believe anyone,' said Ron chuckling. Within minutes the Hall was getting very crowded. Nearly everyone had gotten to their seats ready for the new first years to be led in by Professor McGonagall to be sorted into their houses. Everyone was talking very loud and excitedly to each other, discusing their events over the summer. 'SILENCE PLEASE' shouted Dumbledore over the commotion in the great hall. When he had gotten everyone's attention he continued. 'The first years are about to be sorted. Please make them welcome and very much at home. Professor McGonagall, if you could.' She understood what Professor Dumbledore had said and walked down the aisles, ready to let in the first years for their sorting.
Everyone in the hall went into a quick session of whispering. 'Quiet please,' said Professor McGonagall, about to open the door. Everyone settled down immediatly. The huge Oak doors swung slowly open. 'Follow me first years.' said McGonagall. Harry saw about a hundred kids walking quickly behind her, trying to keep up. Many of them had terrified looks on their faces not knowing what was about to happen to them. Harry spotted Professor Flitwick place the sorting hat onto its three legged stool in front of the head table. Finally all the first years were in the hall, waiting in anticipation fo something to happen. Suddenly the sorting hats mouth opened slighty and burst into its song.
Over a thousand years ago, Hogwarts school begun, To educate young boys and girls, to make them brighter than the sun, They began as four, but ended with three, as one decided to leave, Their seperation was not through choice, but through what they believed. Old Slytherin belived that all the kids, should be taught only pure blood, The others seemed to disagree, and could no longer trust. Old Gryfindor came up with a plan, to sort out all the kids, They'd all make houses that would choose, the house the kids truly wish. He whipped of his hat and asked them all, to insert a peice of them, And when the hat does get put on, It will place them with new friends. You will now be sorted into your house, this year will be quite rough, For Gryffindors, and Slytherins, Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs. Now try me on, don't be afraid, You can't hide nothing from me, Step right up and put me on and I'll tell you where you aught to be!
The whole hall burst into applause. It took a minute for the clapping to die down, 'First years when I call out your name, come sit down and I will place the hat on your head,' explained Proffesor McGonagall. 'Andrews, Rebecca,' A short little blonde girl stepped forward, chewing on her hair. Professor McGonagall placed the sorting hat on her head. It was only on for about three seconds before it shouted 'HUFFLEPUFF'. The whole of the hufflepuff table burst into another round of applause. She got up and skipped happily over to her table. 'Applegate, Jonathon.' A tall brown haired kid with a big nose stepped forward this time. 'GRYFFINDOR' Harry led the applause from the Gryffindor table as Jonathon came to sit with them. Barns, Alice was the first person to be sorted into Slytherin. Harry saw Malfoy cheering wildly from the Slytherin Table. Just seeing Malfoy reminded Harry of how much he loathed him. If there was one person he couldn't stand it was Malfoy. Snape was okay, Umbridge was copable, even Voldemort was Okay to handle, but Malfoy really got his blood boiling. Finally the last person (Yalkovich, Anna) was sorted into Ravenclaw. When everyone had settled down Dumbledore stood up looking ready to make a speech. He held up a long piece of parchment and said 'I'd just like to make a few words before you all fill your faces with our delicious food.' He cleared his throat. 'Dig in,' As he said this all the tables were suddenly filled with a variety of hot delicious foods. Everyone laughed and Cheered loudly as Dumbledore sat back down. Harry started filling his plate with a huge helping of shepherds pie. 'So how do you think will do this year in Quidditch Harry?' asked a voice a few seats down from him. Harry looked up. It was Stephanie Lawson. Harry couldn't believe it was her. If it was possible she was even more prettier than last year. 'I..err..Think we'll do quite well again this year, Hermione is trying out for the other chaser spot in the team.' 'Is she any good?' asked Lawson 'Really good actually. Also your never guess what broom she's got,' said Harry excitedly 'ermmm..a..Firebolt Xtreme??' asked Lawson from the top of her head. 'Yeah actually. How'd you guess?' said Harry astonished at Stephanies guessing skills. 'Dunno. It's just whenever I guess stuff I'm usually always right!' explained Lawson. 'Any way I'm gonna let you get back to your food. I'll speak to you again later Harry.' 'Yeah Okay. Cheers.' said Harry forcing a huge dollop of shepherds pie onto his fork.
After Harry and everyone else had stuffed themselves with more food then they could manage, it was just a matter of time of waiting for all the teachers to finish their meals. Finally after the last knife and fork was put down. Dumbledore stood up. 'As you all know, every year at Hogwarts we have a Head Boy and Head Girl to patrol the school late at night, make sure that everyone is abidding by the rules and just to make sure that everything is running to clock work. The head boy and girl are normally the two students who I believe can be very well trusted, work extremely hard throughout their school years and someone who the rest of the school can look up to. If I say your name can you please come up to the teachers table to recieve your badge.' explained Dumbledore. He looked down at his parchment and then back into the crowd who was dieing of anticipation. 'The new Head Girl for this year, will be......'. Harry looked at Hermione who had her fingers crossed on the table and who eyes tightly closed. Everyone was waiting with baited breath for the answer. 'Hermione Granger,' finished Dumbledore, now clapping. Hermione jumped up screaming. 'I can't believe it. Me? Me?' she asked ecstatically. 'Yes, you!' said Harry excitedly. The whole of the school burst into applause, everyone, except the Slytherins who looked like they'd just recieved the worst news imaginable. Harry saw Malfoy cursing something under his breathe but he couldn't figure out what. Hermione more or less skipped up to the head table and stopped in front of Dumbledore. He waited for the clapping to stop before continuing. 'I'm very sure we can depend on you, Miss Granger, to make the school a better place for everyone this year. Wether its helping students with their work or just plainly punishing people for doing what is wrong, we can depend on you.' said Dumbledore smiling, handing Hermione her Head Girl badge. 'Well done Miss Granger,' said Dumbledore which led to another loud series of clapping. Hermione ran back to her seat and started showing off her badge to everyone. It had the initials HG engraved on the middle of the badge. 'Now for the head boy. This choice took me a long time to decide but I have made my decision. The new head boy for this year is.....' 'Its you, I know it is Harry. It's got to be,' said Ron. Dumbledore repeated himself. 'The new head boy for this year is.......
Everyone went completely silent. You could hear a pin drop it was that quiet. All eyes were now on Dumbledore. 'Ronald Weasley,' said Dumbledore, excitedly looking in Ron's direction. Everyone started clapping furiously again whilst all the Gryffindors started chanting Ron's name. Ron just sat there in total shock, not believing he heard his own name. 'Go on, quick, before he changes his mind!' said Harry laughing patting him on the back. Ron slowly picked himself up off of the bench and stood there looking down at the table. 'Go on Ron, get your badge,' shouted Hermione excitedly pointing to her own badge. Ron acknowledged Hermione and slowly walked up the aisle to Dumbledore. He could see all the teachers clapping him as he approached. 'Why me?' he whispered to Dumbledore as he was handed his badge. Dumbledore ignored Rons question. 'I'm quite sure,' he said loudly 'That we will expect the same from you as we expect from Miss Granger. After all, you work better together than you do apart. Well done Mr Weasley,' This led to another round of applause as Ron trudged back to his seat, still shocked that he was the new Head Boy, not Harry. 'And now for the important news,' said Dumbledore chuckling. 'The forbidden Forest is out of bounds to everyone who does not want to die a horrible painful death.' The first years laughed but stopped when they saw the seriousness on the other students faces. 'Secondly you can find a list of forbidden items on the door of Filch's office. Anyone found with any of these items will be issued with detention and will lose points from their house. You have been warned. Thirdly quidditch trials for your house team will take place two weeks today. And lastly I hope you all enjoy your year here at Hogwarts. Goodnight.' said Dumbledore. Ginny got up and called, 'First years, if you'd like to follow me I will lead you to your House Common Room where you will find your Dormitarys and where you will spend most of your free time with your fellow students.' All the first years quickly jumped up and followed quickly behind Ginny out of the Great Hall. 'I..I.. still cant believe it Harry,' Ron stuttered. 'Well believe it. It's happened,' said Harry laughing! 'Oh Ron, I'm so proud of you!' said Hermione running over to Ron and throwing her arms around him. 'I knew you had it in you. Er, not that you didn't have it in you Harry,' added Hermione looking at Harry. 'Maybe Dumbledore thought you had enough on your plate without having the worries of Head Boy on your shoulders as well,' said Ron. 'Hay, I'm not bothered guys. I'm just glad the positions went to my two best friends,' said Harry.
They were one of the last few people out of the Great Hall as they discussed the up coming quidditch trials. Hermione was having second thoughts about trying out for the team now that she had Head Girl duties to do, as well as her other stuff. After twenty minutes Harry and Ron finally won her round and she agreed to try out. 'With you we have a much better chance of winning up the cup Hermione. You should know that.' said Ron. 'Why because of my broom?' asked Hermione. 'Well yeah,' said Ron 'He meant no Hermione.' Harry quickly added. 'It's because your an extremely good flyer and your very good at being a chaser. We saw how good you were earlier, remember.' 'Yeah, yeah, that's what I meant.' said Ron, trying to sound convincing. 'Midnight Phoenix,' said Hermione. 'What?' asked Ron. 'Oh never mind,' he added as he saw the portrait door swing open. 'CONGRATULATONS' shouted everyone in the common Room as Ron and Hermione entered. 'Hope you like your party guys. Me and Seamus quickly arranged,' said Neville smiling. There were banners hanging all round the room saying stuff like 'Congratulations' and 'Weasley is our King' and even one saying 'Marry me Herminone'. Hermione didn't know who painted it but she laughed none the less. The party went on for over an hour with people constantly coming up to Ron and Hermione and patting them on the back and telling them how muched they deserved it. Harry could tell Ron was extremely proud to be the center of attention for once but he was no way as proud as Harry was of him. 'He really deserves this. He's never been so Happy.' Harry was telling Dean Thomas. 'Yeah. I agree. But I did think that you'd be Head Boy. Actually alot of people thought it would be you.' said Dean. 'Well to be honest, I thought it might be me. I mean everyone knows Dumbledore does tend to side with me in everything. Once it was getting too late Professor McGonagall came up and ordered the party to be stopped. 'It's eleven o'clock. If you don't quieten down you'll wake up the whole school. I'm just as happy that the two head students are from Gryffindor as you are, but the noise coming from this common room is ridiculous. Also Dumbledore would like a word with you Harry if thats okay. And you two should now be out doing your duties,' she said pointing to Ron and Hermione. 'Follow me Potter if you could.' Harry obeyed her and followed her out of the portrait door.
'What does Professor Dumbledore want to see me about Professor?' asked Harry, walking quickly along side her. 'I'm not sure, you'll have to find out for yourself. Sherbert Lemon,' said Professor McGonagall. The stone Gargoyle sprung awake and the spiral staircase burst into life. 'Up you go then Mr Potter. He's waiting for you.' Harry stepped onto the staircase and up he went. When he reached the top he knocked twice on the huge Oak doors. 'Come in,' came a soft, low voice. Harry stepped inside. Most of the paintings of previous head teachers were fast asleep, snoring quietly. 'Err. You wanted to see me sir,' said Harry walking over to Dumbledore's desk. 'That's right. Please take a seat.,' Harry took a seat opposite Dumbledore and waited for what he was about to be told. Dumbledore looked down at Harry through his half moon glasses. 'I just wanted to talk to you about this year. As you probably have guessed you will still be having your Occlumency lessons, twice a week for an hour at a time,' explained Dumbledore. 'And who will be teaching me?' asked Harry. 'Professor Snape will be continuing with your lessons. I see no point in change after two years.' Harry let out a loud groan. Harry hated spending time with Snape in his potions lesons let alone having to spend an extra two hours with him, alone, in his free time. That reminded Harry. 'Professor Dumbledore, sir. Who will be our new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher this year?' asked Harry, preying that Snape hadn't gotten that job as well. Having to spend Potions and Occlumency staring at that big nosed git was bad enough, Harry thought to himself, but if he had to be taught his favourite subject by his least favourite teacher then that would be torture. 'I'm glad that you asked me that question Harry for I will be taking your Defence Against the Dark Arts lessons this year,' said Dumbledore smiling. 'You?' asked Harry not believing what he was just told. 'Yes, me. Why, is there a problem?' questioned Dumbledore. 'No.No, it's great. I'ts just...well....why?' 'Well once again this year, no-one was interested in applying for the job, and I couldn't ask Remus Lupin to fill in again with all the work he'll be doing for the Order this year. Professor Snape did however offer to teach the subject but I told him he already had enough on his plate, without having to put in extra work here at Hogwarts.' 'Why, what other work is Profesor Snape doing outside of Hogwarts.' 'That I am not allowed to tell you. Secret work for the Order.' said Dumbledore. There was a tone in his voice when he answered the question that signified that the meeting was over.
'Oh yeah, one more thing Harry,' called Dumbledore as Harry approached the entrance of his office. 'It's not that I didn't think you had what it takes to be Head Boy it's just that you've got other more important duties to deal with. I hope you understand.' Harry just nodded to acknowledge Dumbledore's statement and headed back down the spiral staircase. Harry ran back to the common Room to tell Ron and Hermione the good news. Dumbledore was their new Dark Arts teacher. 'Midnight Phoenix.' Harry bounded up the stairs and looked around. The fire and lights were still on but no one was around. Harry ran up to the boy's Dormitary and looked in. Seamus, Neville and Dean were all fast asleep but Ron was nowhere to be seen. 'Damn, he must still be out doing his Head Boy duties,' he said aloud to kimself. Harry walked back down the stairs with a his broomstick and his broom polish and sat down in front of the fire. Harry had been polishing his broom for twenty minutes and they still wern't back. Harry gave up hope and trudged back up the stairs to his dorm. He threw the curtains around his bed and layed down, looking at the ceiling. All in all it had been a good day. The silence and darkness got the better of Harry and he drifted off to sleep.
Harry woke in the morning with his scar hurting a little more than usual. He couldn't remember exactly what his dream was about but he could remember being attacked by lots of Death Eaters in a cold damp opening. Harry jumped out of bed, rubbing his forehead and went into the bathroom for a wash. Harry looked in the mirror. His hair was all over the place. Well more than usual. Also Harry noticed his scar was alot darker than what it usually was. It's probably 'cause it hurt more than normal when I woke up he told himself. Ron was still asleep so Harry quickly got changed and went down to breakfast alone.
The Great Hall was practically empty. There were only a few first years eating at the Gryffindor table who's eyes followed Harry as he made his way down to the other end of the table. 'Yes, yes. I'm Harry Potter,' he muttered to himself. 'It's no big deal.' Harry sat down and grabbed a plate, contemplating what to have for breakfast. Harry loaded his late with three rashers of bacon, an egg, two sausages, a few baked beans, mushrooms and a couple of slices of toast. Harry was halfway through eating when he was rudely interupted. 'So, Potter and his friends ARE here after all then,' spat Malfoy. 'It's a shame really. The school without, you, the Weasleys and that filthy mudblood Granger would have been a safer place.' 'What ever your trying to get at, get to the point quicker,' said Harry yawning. 'Well come on, face it Potter. You're a danger to everyone here. Always getting yourself into dangerous situations. Gonna tell me it's a coincidence that you're always in the wrong place at the right time, ay Potter?' said Malfoy, really trying to get to Harry. 'Look Malfoy, I don't go looking for trouble, trouble finds me.' said Harry getting more angry by the second. 'So why wern't you on the train yesterday? From what I hear Dumbledore excussed you from the journey to make sure there was no trouble down on the Platform. To make eveyone safe. Am I right.' Harry didn't answer. He just looked into the smiling arragant face of Malfoy. 'Hah. Thought so!,' said Malfoy triumphantly. 'Well, enjoy your breakfast Potter. Im going to go sit a safe distance from you. Hope you don't mind? It's just.. I value you life.' Malfoy walked off laughing. Harry felt like running after him and giving him a good smack on the nose but thought better of it. 'Was that really why Dumbledore didn't want me catching the Hogwarts Express. Because he feared it would put other peoples lives in danger' harry thought to himself. 'Harry, there you are!' yelled Ron. Ron ran over and sat down next to Harry and pulled a plate in front of him. 'So... What did Dumbledore want last night?' asked Ron filling his plate up with as much food as he could. 'Oh he was telling me about my Occlumency classes.' said Harry. 'Oh yeah. You'll never guess who our new Defence Against the Dark arts taecher is?' said Harry excitedly, completly forgotten about what Malfoy was just telling him. 'Who?' asked Ron, desperatly wanting to know. 'Dumbledore!' replied Harry. 'You're joking Harry,' said Ron. Harry just shook his head smiling. 'Well that's great news. I actually feel confident about about scraping an E now!' joked Ron. Harry burst out laughing. Suddenly, a flock of owls soared into the Hall, delivering the Morning post. Hedwig landed on Harrys empty plate and dropped two letters in front of him. 'I wonder who they're from?' asked Ron looking over at Harry's letters. 'Dunno. You've got a letter as well by the way,' Harry pointed out as Pigwidgeon was jumping up and down madly on the spot.
'Oh, it's probably from mum congratulating me on becoming Head Boy,' said Ron tearing open his letter. 'Cool. Let's read it after you then.' said Harry. Harry ripped open his first letter. It was from Snape.
Just to let you know Mr. Potter, your Occlumency lessons will be every Sunday night 7.00 - 8.00 and every Wednesday night 8.00 - 9.00. Do practice emptying your mind when you sleep. It will make the lessons alot easier on you. I will know if you havn't been practicing. Professor Snape.
Harry threw Snape's letter to one side and opened his secomd letter. 'Ron it's from Hagrid,' said Harry excitedly.
'Just writing to tell ya all that I'm back today and you're very welcome to come visit me anytime you please. Pass on this note to Ron and Hermione if you've got the chance. I'd like to see them too. C'ya later. Hagrid.'
'We'll go straight after breakfast if you want Harry? That's if Hermione hurrys up and gets down here. She said give me a few minutes to get dressed and I'll meet you in the hall, and that was about twenty minutes ago. Sometimes I don't understand girls Harry.' explained Ron. 'What do you mean, sometimes. You've never understood girls.' said Harry. 'That's a very good point Harry!' said Ron laughing. Finally after ten more minutes Hermione came strolling into the Hall carrying her copy of the Daily Prophet. 'What took you so long? We've been waiting for ages for you. We wanna go see Hagrid,' said Ron handing Hermione Hagrid's letter. 'Sorry. I got a little sidetracked.' said Hermione looking very concerned 'With what?' asked Harry, intersted. 'I take it you havn't seen the Daily Prophet this morning?' asked Hermione. 'No not yet. Why? Is there something about me in there again?' asked Harry sounding very agitated. 'Well No. Not you exactly?' said Hemione nervously. 'Well what's it about then" demanded Ron. 'I think you should read it for yourselves,' said Hermione throwing the paper down onto the table. Harry and Ron both gasped with shock at the headline... ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------------
DEATH EATERS IN HOGSMEADE - IS THIS TO DO WITH POTTER?
'No way. T..th..they cant be?' stammered Harry. 'I think you should read on Harry,' explained Hermione seriously.
Yesterday evening at about eight o'clock, roughly fifty Death Eaters were seen marching around the village of Hogsmeade, near Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. An eye witness tells us about the invasion of 'You know whos' followers. 'Well I was just out bringing in my stock from outside my shop when I heard a loud series of chanting coming up the street. Curiosity got the better of me and I went for a closer look. That's when I saw them all, marching past the Shrieking Shack. All dressed in dark cloaks with the majority of them with their heads hidden under their hoods. I ran back into the house and phoned the Ministry of Magic but by the time they arrived the Death Eaters had gone. I have no idea what they were doing in Hogsmeade but I bet its something to do with that troublesome Potter boy, putting our village in danger.'
The Ministry are continuing to investigate but no more reports have yet been heard of. Is this all really to do with young Harry Potter again? Is he once again putting other peopes lives at danger? Is he becoming a problem for the Wizarding world? I'm sure we will find out soon enough.
Phyllis Reafwood, Daily Prophet Reporter
Harry cursed very loud which made alot of people stare in his direction. 'Sorry,' he said to Ron and Hermione, 'but why do I get blamed for everything bad that happens round here. It's not my fault that Voldemort wants to kill me.' Ron and Hermione both flinched at the sound of his name. 'No one else blames you for everything that happens. It's just the papers always look for someone to make a scapegoat Harry, everyone knows that. Im sure no one else thinks you put their lives in danger.' said Harry trying to calm him down. 'Well thats not what Malfoy was saying this morning.' said Harry bitterly. 'Well don't listen to that worthless peice of dirt. What would he know?' asked Hermione. 'Yeah I s'pose,' said Harry quietly. 'Yeah but still, Death Eaters out in force near Hogwarts. There's got to be some huge explanation behind it,' said Ron. 'Maybe Hagrid will have some leads,' he added getting up of the bench.
Harry followed suit and got to his feet. 'You're right. Lets go see him now,' demanded Harry. Harry led the way out of the school doors, down to Hagrids Hut. 'Do you think he'll know anything about the Death Eaters then?' asked Hermione. 'I doubt it. I mean he would have written something in his letter this morning. It's still worth a try though. If anyone will tell us information it's Hagrid,' said Harry. Harry knocked loudly on Hagrid's cabin door. They could hear Fang barking madly from inside. Harry knocked again but still no one came to the door. 'Maybe he's out getting stuff for our first lesson tomorrow,' suggested Hermione. 'You know Hagrid. He likes to be prepared for his lessons.' 'Maybe you're right. We'll come back later after lunch. He's bound to be back then. Instead of going back inside, they walked around the magnificent school grounds, breathing in the days lovely fresh air. 'Well what should we do today?' asked Hermione, trying to take Harry's mind of the Daily Prophets Article. 'Dunno. Nothing really.' said Harry. 'There must be something you want to do?' asked Ron 'Look I just told you there wasn't so get off my back will ya,' said shouted Harry as he stormed off alone, back up to the castle. Harry felt bad for shouting at his best friend. He knew they were both only looking out for him and being a friend but Harry wanted to be left alone for a while with his thoughts. Harry walked back to his dormitary and layed on his bed. 'Why me. It's always me,' he said out loud, punching his pillow. The soothing sound of the birds and the cold breeze coming through the window sent Harry in to an adventurous dream.
'You cannot escape Harry. All these years I've been so close to finally finishing off what I could not do 17 years ago and every time you've always managed to slip your way out of my grasp. But this time it will be different. Very different.' said a voice Harry knew only too well. There was alot of excited murmuring happening all around him. About fifty death eaters had formed a circle around Harry and the Dark Lord. 'There's no point in wasting anymore time. I might as well finish off the job now. After all, with Dumbledore now permanantly gone no one can save you. Not even your dear little friends,' he said pointing to the lifeless bodies of Ron and Hermione laying face down in the water. 'Well come on then.' said Harry, tears running down his cheeks.. 'You've taken everything important to me in my life. It's only me left. Now come on. Prove your man enough by finishing the job,' he said, more brave than he really was, preying that somehow he was going to survive. 'My pleasure,' said Voldemort aiming his wand at Harry's chest. Harry held his breath as all the Death eaters were willing on their leader. 'Good bye Potter,' said Voldemort menacingly. 'AVADA KEDAVRA!'
Harry woke very violenty. Sweat was pouring off his body. His scar was hurting more than it ever had before. Harry put his hand to his forehead and felt blood seeping out of his scar. 'This is bad,' he said to himself nervously. 'Very bad.' Harry quickly ran into the bathroom and cleaned up his scar before anyone could see what had happened. Harry knew that he had to tell Dumbledore as soon as possible. It was no coincidence that Death Eaters were spotted near by and then Harry's scar hurts so much to the point that it bled. They were planning something. Something horrible. Something disasterous. Harry quickly ran down the stairs into the main common room. 'Harry,' yelled Ron as Harry sprinted past him. 'Look, can't talk now mate. I've gotta go see Dumbledore,' said Harry panting. 'Why whats up,' asked Ron concerned. 'I'll tell you later,' replied Harry who started to run again. Harry kept running for two minutes, hoping that Dumbledore was in his office. Harry was almost there when he ran right into Professor Snape, almost knocking him flying. 'MR. POTTER,' yelled Snape, fiercly. 'WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING, RUNNING THROUGH THE SCHOOL CORRIDORS. IT'S AGAINST SCHOOL RULES AND YOU KNOW IT!' 'Sorry Snape, its just....' 'PROFESSOR SNAPE TO YOU, POTTER.' 'Yeah of course. Sorry,' said Harry out of breath. 'Anyway, the reason I was running is because I urgently need to see Dumbledore.' 'And is it that important that you are allowed to flatten any member of staff on your way?' asked Snape sarcastically. 'Well yeah, and I'm sure you'll agree if you follow me to Dumbledore's Office,' said Harry who had now started to run again. 'It's not... 'You know who' is it?' asked Snape, running along side Harry. 'Yeah. I swear he's planning something big. Much bigger than all the other times before.' 'Well Dumbledore's the man to talk to,' explained Snape. 'Sherbert Lemon,' said Harry before Snape got the chance. 'How do you know the pas.... Doesn't matter. It's not important right now,' said Snape. The both ran up the spiral staircase and knocked loudly on the huge oak doors.
'Come in,' came Dumbledore's soft voice. Harry and Professor Snape bounded into Dumbledore's office. 'Harry. Severus. What a pleasant surprise!' said Dumbledore smiling.The smile soon vanished from his face when he saw the seriousness on Harry's face. 'What's the problem?' asked Dumbledore with great concern. 'I...I.. had another dream. This time it was more serious,' Harry replied. 'What was it about?' questioned Dumbledore. 'Well I was in a damp cold room surrounded by lots of Death Eaters, lying on the floor with Voldemort getting closer to me. He told me that no one could save me because you were permenantly gone and I saw Ron and Hermione laying....dead.. on the floor.' 'What happened next Harry?' said Dumbledore not taking his eyes off him for a second. 'Well I told Voldemort he wasn't man enough to kill me.' 'Then what did he do?' asked Professor Snape. 'He put his wand to my chest and.....killed me I think. That's when I woke up, my scar screaming with pain.' 'This could just be a bad dream Harry but I very much doubt it. Has your scar ever hurt that much before?' questioned Dumbledore. 'No.' Said Harry straight away. 'Well not to the extent that my scar has actually started bleeding. Dumbledore and Snape shot very worried looks at Harry, not believing what Harry had just told them. 'It...it.. actually started bleeding? Snape asked Harry. 'Yeah, why. Is that bad?' asked Harry, panic now starting to show in his voice. 'Dumbledore, this is bad,' Snape told him. ' This can only mean one thing, you know that don't you?' Dumbledore slowly nodded in agreement. The twinkle no longer in his eye's but wearing a very sad worried face. 'Wh..what is it?' stammered Harry looking to and from Dumbledore and Snape. 'I'm afraid Harry this is more serious then a bad dream, more serious than Voldemort taking control of your mind. More serious then anything you've ever encountered. If what you have just told us is true than this can only mean one thing. 'What?' asked Harry worry flowing all over him. Dumbledore wiped a tear away from his eye and continued.
'I'm afraid Harry you appear to have had a premonition. One of a most horrible nature. What tragically happened in your dream will soon probably happen in real life. I'm very sorry.' said Dumbledoe solemnly. 'You...don't mean..that..' stammered Harry 'Yes, I'm afraid it's true Harry,' said Snape, for the first time in his life calling him Harry. 'Of course, I could be wrong. But if I'm not we will have to fight it as soon as possible.' said Dumbledore 'Can we fight it Sir' asked Harry, very upset after just recieving the worst news of his life. 'I believe there may be a way. But it will take time. Alot of time. From now on be on alert for anything happening around you. Keep your eye's open for anything out of the ordinary.' explained Dumbledore. 'For now you should go back to your Common Room and out it to the back of your mind until I come up with a plan. 'What about my Occlumency tonight.? May I please skip it?' Harry asked Snape. 'Certainly, but it's very important that we start as soon as possible.' replied Snape. Harry couldn't believe how friendly and caring Snape was being when Harry needed it most. Harry wondered how long it would last or if it was just because of the shock of his news Harry wondered as he made his way back to his room. 'It can't be a premonition. It just can't be,' Harry said to himself. Harry got out his pensieve and deposited the memory into the silver bowl. Harry put himself through the torture of watching the dream twice. It seemed so real. So unbelievable. Why does this always happen to me? As Harry was putting away his pensieve Ron came walking in. 'I'm so sorry if I upset you earlier Harry it's just.......Hay what's the matter?' Ron asked as he saw tears flowing down Harry's face. Harry told him all about the premonition and how Dumbledore was not sure if he could fight it. He also showed Ron the dream through his Pensieve. 'I...I... don't believe it. It can't happen. It just can't.' said Ron.
Harry didn't want it to happen either but he knew that one day, it would. There was no escaping the fact that Voldemort wanted Harry dead, and he wasn't going to stop until he had succeeded in doing so.
Harry really didn't feel like doing anything for the rest of the day. After Harry had shown Hermione his dream and stopped her crying he asked to be left alone. Harry passed the time alone by reading all his new school books, trying to get ahead before his NEWT classes stared tomorrow. Harry threw his copy of 'Charming without Harming' to one side. He couldn't concentrate on anything for more than a minute. Harry jumped when he heard tapping on his window. It was hedwig. Harry ran over to the window and let her in. She dropped a small envelope onto his lap. It had the Hogwarts crest printed on the front. Harry quickly opened it and read.
Dear Mr. Potter. Enclosed you will find your lesson Timetable for this year. Professor M. McGonagall.
MONDAY - Double Transfiguration, Double Care of Magical Creatures, Double Potions. TUESDAY - Double D.A.D.A , Double Charms, Double Transfiguration. WEDNESDAY - Double Care of Magical Creatures, Double Potions, Double D.A.D.A. THURSDAY - Double Charms, Double Transfiguration, Double Care of Magical Creatures. FRIDAY- Double Transfiguration, Double D.A.D.A, Double potions.
Don't forget your Occlumency Lessons every Sunday and Wednesday. Enjoy the new school year.
'Enjoy the new school year? Are they being funny?' Harry asked out loud, throwing his letter to the floor. Harry picked up his letter again and re-read tomorrows timetable. 'Transfiguration, well that should be okay. Shouldn't be too hard on the first lesson of the year. Care of Magical Creatures, well that should be okay as well. I can finally talk to Hagrid. Oh yes, and Double Potions. We can find out if Snape is back to his cruel best, not forgetting the sly remarks i'll be getting from the rest of the Slytherins. Never mind. Maybe I won't be alive to even see tomorrow,' said Harry. Hedwig let out a soft hoot as if to say 'Don't be stupid!'
They all entered the Great Hall quickly and quietly behind Dumbledore. 'Quickly, go sit down in your seats before the others all arrive,' said Dumbledore pointing to the Gryffindor table. Harry, Ron,Hermione and Ginny all ran over to the table and sat down in their usual seats. As they waited for all the students to arrive they saw all the teachers running around, doing last minute checks. 'That reminds me,' said Ron. 'Who's gonna be the new Defence against the Dark Arts teacher this year? It's not going to be Lupin again, he said last year that he was only filling in because they couldn't get anyone else to accept the job.' 'I bet it is Lupin again. I can't see anyone wanting the job at all. Everyone knows it's cursed. We've never had the same teacher for two years in a row throughout our whole school life.' replied Hermione. 'As long as it's not Snape, I dont care,' said Harry. 'Or Umbridge,' he added. 'Oh don't mention the name of that stupid.....' They never found out what Umbridge was because Ron was interupted by the sound of students entering the Great Hall. 'They're Here,' said Ginny and Hermione at the same time. Harry spotted Neville and Seamus running towards the table. 'What are you already doing here? asked Seamus. 'We've been hearing rumours that you lot wern't coming to Hogwarts this year because it was too dangerous.' said Neville. 'Who told you that Neville?' asked Ginny. 'Crabbe and Goyle, why?' said Neville. 'Well, if you believe them, you'll believe anyone,' said Ron chuckling. Within minutes the Hall was getting very crowded. Nearly everyone had gotten to their seats ready for the new first years to be led in by Professor McGonagall to be sorted into their houses. Everyone was talking very loud and excitedly to each other, discusing their events over the summer. 'SILENCE PLEASE' shouted Dumbledore over the commotion in the great hall. When he had gotten everyone's attention he continued. 'The first years are about to be sorted. Please make them welcome and very much at home. Professor McGonagall, if you could.' She understood what Professor Dumbledore had said and walked down the aisles, ready to let in the first years for their sorting.
Everyone in the hall went into a quick session of whispering. 'Quiet please,' said Professor McGonagall, about to open the door. Everyone settled down immediatly. The huge Oak doors swung slowly open. 'Follow me first years.' said McGonagall. Harry saw about a hundred kids walking quickly behind her, trying to keep up. Many of them had terrified looks on their faces not knowing what was about to happen to them. Harry spotted Professor Flitwick place the sorting hat onto its three legged stool in front of the head table. Finally all the first years were in the hall, waiting in anticipation fo something to happen. Suddenly the sorting hats mouth opened slighty and burst into its song.
Over a thousand years ago, Hogwarts school begun, To educate young boys and girls, to make them brighter than the sun, They began as four, but ended with three, as one decided to leave, Their seperation was not through choice, but through what they believed. Old Slytherin belived that all the kids, should be taught only pure blood, The others seemed to disagree, and could no longer trust. Old Gryfindor came up with a plan, to sort out all the kids, They'd all make houses that would choose, the house the kids truly wish. He whipped of his hat and asked them all, to insert a peice of them, And when the hat does get put on, It will place them with new friends. You will now be sorted into your house, this year will be quite rough, For Gryffindors, and Slytherins, Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs. Now try me on, don't be afraid, You can't hide nothing from me, Step right up and put me on and I'll tell you where you aught to be!
The whole hall burst into applause. It took a minute for the clapping to die down, 'First years when I call out your name, come sit down and I will place the hat on your head,' explained Proffesor McGonagall. 'Andrews, Rebecca,' A short little blonde girl stepped forward, chewing on her hair. Professor McGonagall placed the sorting hat on her head. It was only on for about three seconds before it shouted 'HUFFLEPUFF'. The whole of the hufflepuff table burst into another round of applause. She got up and skipped happily over to her table. 'Applegate, Jonathon.' A tall brown haired kid with a big nose stepped forward this time. 'GRYFFINDOR' Harry led the applause from the Gryffindor table as Jonathon came to sit with them. Barns, Alice was the first person to be sorted into Slytherin. Harry saw Malfoy cheering wildly from the Slytherin Table. Just seeing Malfoy reminded Harry of how much he loathed him. If there was one person he couldn't stand it was Malfoy. Snape was okay, Umbridge was copable, even Voldemort was Okay to handle, but Malfoy really got his blood boiling. Finally the last person (Yalkovich, Anna) was sorted into Ravenclaw. When everyone had settled down Dumbledore stood up looking ready to make a speech. He held up a long piece of parchment and said 'I'd just like to make a few words before you all fill your faces with our delicious food.' He cleared his throat. 'Dig in,' As he said this all the tables were suddenly filled with a variety of hot delicious foods. Everyone laughed and Cheered loudly as Dumbledore sat back down. Harry started filling his plate with a huge helping of shepherds pie. 'So how do you think will do this year in Quidditch Harry?' asked a voice a few seats down from him. Harry looked up. It was Stephanie Lawson. Harry couldn't believe it was her. If it was possible she was even more prettier than last year. 'I..err..Think we'll do quite well again this year, Hermione is trying out for the other chaser spot in the team.' 'Is she any good?' asked Lawson 'Really good actually. Also your never guess what broom she's got,' said Harry excitedly 'ermmm..a..Firebolt Xtreme??' asked Lawson from the top of her head. 'Yeah actually. How'd you guess?' said Harry astonished at Stephanies guessing skills. 'Dunno. It's just whenever I guess stuff I'm usually always right!' explained Lawson. 'Any way I'm gonna let you get back to your food. I'll speak to you again later Harry.' 'Yeah Okay. Cheers.' said Harry forcing a huge dollop of shepherds pie onto his fork.
After Harry and everyone else had stuffed themselves with more food then they could manage, it was just a matter of time of waiting for all the teachers to finish their meals. Finally after the last knife and fork was put down. Dumbledore stood up. 'As you all know, every year at Hogwarts we have a Head Boy and Head Girl to patrol the school late at night, make sure that everyone is abidding by the rules and just to make sure that everything is running to clock work. The head boy and girl are normally the two students who I believe can be very well trusted, work extremely hard throughout their school years and someone who the rest of the school can look up to. If I say your name can you please come up to the teachers table to recieve your badge.' explained Dumbledore. He looked down at his parchment and then back into the crowd who was dieing of anticipation. 'The new Head Girl for this year, will be......'. Harry looked at Hermione who had her fingers crossed on the table and who eyes tightly closed. Everyone was waiting with baited breath for the answer. 'Hermione Granger,' finished Dumbledore, now clapping. Hermione jumped up screaming. 'I can't believe it. Me? Me?' she asked ecstatically. 'Yes, you!' said Harry excitedly. The whole of the school burst into applause, everyone, except the Slytherins who looked like they'd just recieved the worst news imaginable. Harry saw Malfoy cursing something under his breathe but he couldn't figure out what. Hermione more or less skipped up to the head table and stopped in front of Dumbledore. He waited for the clapping to stop before continuing. 'I'm very sure we can depend on you, Miss Granger, to make the school a better place for everyone this year. Wether its helping students with their work or just plainly punishing people for doing what is wrong, we can depend on you.' said Dumbledore smiling, handing Hermione her Head Girl badge. 'Well done Miss Granger,' said Dumbledore which led to another loud series of clapping. Hermione ran back to her seat and started showing off her badge to everyone. It had the initials HG engraved on the middle of the badge. 'Now for the head boy. This choice took me a long time to decide but I have made my decision. The new head boy for this year is.....' 'Its you, I know it is Harry. It's got to be,' said Ron. Dumbledore repeated himself. 'The new head boy for this year is.......
Everyone went completely silent. You could hear a pin drop it was that quiet. All eyes were now on Dumbledore. 'Ronald Weasley,' said Dumbledore, excitedly looking in Ron's direction. Everyone started clapping furiously again whilst all the Gryffindors started chanting Ron's name. Ron just sat there in total shock, not believing he heard his own name. 'Go on, quick, before he changes his mind!' said Harry laughing patting him on the back. Ron slowly picked himself up off of the bench and stood there looking down at the table. 'Go on Ron, get your badge,' shouted Hermione excitedly pointing to her own badge. Ron acknowledged Hermione and slowly walked up the aisle to Dumbledore. He could see all the teachers clapping him as he approached. 'Why me?' he whispered to Dumbledore as he was handed his badge. Dumbledore ignored Rons question. 'I'm quite sure,' he said loudly 'That we will expect the same from you as we expect from Miss Granger. After all, you work better together than you do apart. Well done Mr Weasley,' This led to another round of applause as Ron trudged back to his seat, still shocked that he was the new Head Boy, not Harry. 'And now for the important news,' said Dumbledore chuckling. 'The forbidden Forest is out of bounds to everyone who does not want to die a horrible painful death.' The first years laughed but stopped when they saw the seriousness on the other students faces. 'Secondly you can find a list of forbidden items on the door of Filch's office. Anyone found with any of these items will be issued with detention and will lose points from their house. You have been warned. Thirdly quidditch trials for your house team will take place two weeks today. And lastly I hope you all enjoy your year here at Hogwarts. Goodnight.' said Dumbledore. Ginny got up and called, 'First years, if you'd like to follow me I will lead you to your House Common Room where you will find your Dormitarys and where you will spend most of your free time with your fellow students.' All the first years quickly jumped up and followed quickly behind Ginny out of the Great Hall. 'I..I.. still cant believe it Harry,' Ron stuttered. 'Well believe it. It's happened,' said Harry laughing! 'Oh Ron, I'm so proud of you!' said Hermione running over to Ron and throwing her arms around him. 'I knew you had it in you. Er, not that you didn't have it in you Harry,' added Hermione looking at Harry. 'Maybe Dumbledore thought you had enough on your plate without having the worries of Head Boy on your shoulders as well,' said Ron. 'Hay, I'm not bothered guys. I'm just glad the positions went to my two best friends,' said Harry.
They were one of the last few people out of the Great Hall as they discussed the up coming quidditch trials. Hermione was having second thoughts about trying out for the team now that she had Head Girl duties to do, as well as her other stuff. After twenty minutes Harry and Ron finally won her round and she agreed to try out. 'With you we have a much better chance of winning up the cup Hermione. You should know that.' said Ron. 'Why because of my broom?' asked Hermione. 'Well yeah,' said Ron 'He meant no Hermione.' Harry quickly added. 'It's because your an extremely good flyer and your very good at being a chaser. We saw how good you were earlier, remember.' 'Yeah, yeah, that's what I meant.' said Ron, trying to sound convincing. 'Midnight Phoenix,' said Hermione. 'What?' asked Ron. 'Oh never mind,' he added as he saw the portrait door swing open. 'CONGRATULATONS' shouted everyone in the common Room as Ron and Hermione entered. 'Hope you like your party guys. Me and Seamus quickly arranged,' said Neville smiling. There were banners hanging all round the room saying stuff like 'Congratulations' and 'Weasley is our King' and even one saying 'Marry me Herminone'. Hermione didn't know who painted it but she laughed none the less. The party went on for over an hour with people constantly coming up to Ron and Hermione and patting them on the back and telling them how muched they deserved it. Harry could tell Ron was extremely proud to be the center of attention for once but he was no way as proud as Harry was of him. 'He really deserves this. He's never been so Happy.' Harry was telling Dean Thomas. 'Yeah. I agree. But I did think that you'd be Head Boy. Actually alot of people thought it would be you.' said Dean. 'Well to be honest, I thought it might be me. I mean everyone knows Dumbledore does tend to side with me in everything. Once it was getting too late Professor McGonagall came up and ordered the party to be stopped. 'It's eleven o'clock. If you don't quieten down you'll wake up the whole school. I'm just as happy that the two head students are from Gryffindor as you are, but the noise coming from this common room is ridiculous. Also Dumbledore would like a word with you Harry if thats okay. And you two should now be out doing your duties,' she said pointing to Ron and Hermione. 'Follow me Potter if you could.' Harry obeyed her and followed her out of the portrait door.
'What does Professor Dumbledore want to see me about Professor?' asked Harry, walking quickly along side her. 'I'm not sure, you'll have to find out for yourself. Sherbert Lemon,' said Professor McGonagall. The stone Gargoyle sprung awake and the spiral staircase burst into life. 'Up you go then Mr Potter. He's waiting for you.' Harry stepped onto the staircase and up he went. When he reached the top he knocked twice on the huge Oak doors. 'Come in,' came a soft, low voice. Harry stepped inside. Most of the paintings of previous head teachers were fast asleep, snoring quietly. 'Err. You wanted to see me sir,' said Harry walking over to Dumbledore's desk. 'That's right. Please take a seat.,' Harry took a seat opposite Dumbledore and waited for what he was about to be told. Dumbledore looked down at Harry through his half moon glasses. 'I just wanted to talk to you about this year. As you probably have guessed you will still be having your Occlumency lessons, twice a week for an hour at a time,' explained Dumbledore. 'And who will be teaching me?' asked Harry. 'Professor Snape will be continuing with your lessons. I see no point in change after two years.' Harry let out a loud groan. Harry hated spending time with Snape in his potions lesons let alone having to spend an extra two hours with him, alone, in his free time. That reminded Harry. 'Professor Dumbledore, sir. Who will be our new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher this year?' asked Harry, preying that Snape hadn't gotten that job as well. Having to spend Potions and Occlumency staring at that big nosed git was bad enough, Harry thought to himself, but if he had to be taught his favourite subject by his least favourite teacher then that would be torture. 'I'm glad that you asked me that question Harry for I will be taking your Defence Against the Dark Arts lessons this year,' said Dumbledore smiling. 'You?' asked Harry not believing what he was just told. 'Yes, me. Why, is there a problem?' questioned Dumbledore. 'No.No, it's great. I'ts just...well....why?' 'Well once again this year, no-one was interested in applying for the job, and I couldn't ask Remus Lupin to fill in again with all the work he'll be doing for the Order this year. Professor Snape did however offer to teach the subject but I told him he already had enough on his plate, without having to put in extra work here at Hogwarts.' 'Why, what other work is Profesor Snape doing outside of Hogwarts.' 'That I am not allowed to tell you. Secret work for the Order.' said Dumbledore. There was a tone in his voice when he answered the question that signified that the meeting was over.
'Oh yeah, one more thing Harry,' called Dumbledore as Harry approached the entrance of his office. 'It's not that I didn't think you had what it takes to be Head Boy it's just that you've got other more important duties to deal with. I hope you understand.' Harry just nodded to acknowledge Dumbledore's statement and headed back down the spiral staircase. Harry ran back to the common Room to tell Ron and Hermione the good news. Dumbledore was their new Dark Arts teacher. 'Midnight Phoenix.' Harry bounded up the stairs and looked around. The fire and lights were still on but no one was around. Harry ran up to the boy's Dormitary and looked in. Seamus, Neville and Dean were all fast asleep but Ron was nowhere to be seen. 'Damn, he must still be out doing his Head Boy duties,' he said aloud to kimself. Harry walked back down the stairs with a his broomstick and his broom polish and sat down in front of the fire. Harry had been polishing his broom for twenty minutes and they still wern't back. Harry gave up hope and trudged back up the stairs to his dorm. He threw the curtains around his bed and layed down, looking at the ceiling. All in all it had been a good day. The silence and darkness got the better of Harry and he drifted off to sleep.
Harry woke in the morning with his scar hurting a little more than usual. He couldn't remember exactly what his dream was about but he could remember being attacked by lots of Death Eaters in a cold damp opening. Harry jumped out of bed, rubbing his forehead and went into the bathroom for a wash. Harry looked in the mirror. His hair was all over the place. Well more than usual. Also Harry noticed his scar was alot darker than what it usually was. It's probably 'cause it hurt more than normal when I woke up he told himself. Ron was still asleep so Harry quickly got changed and went down to breakfast alone.
The Great Hall was practically empty. There were only a few first years eating at the Gryffindor table who's eyes followed Harry as he made his way down to the other end of the table. 'Yes, yes. I'm Harry Potter,' he muttered to himself. 'It's no big deal.' Harry sat down and grabbed a plate, contemplating what to have for breakfast. Harry loaded his late with three rashers of bacon, an egg, two sausages, a few baked beans, mushrooms and a couple of slices of toast. Harry was halfway through eating when he was rudely interupted. 'So, Potter and his friends ARE here after all then,' spat Malfoy. 'It's a shame really. The school without, you, the Weasleys and that filthy mudblood Granger would have been a safer place.' 'What ever your trying to get at, get to the point quicker,' said Harry yawning. 'Well come on, face it Potter. You're a danger to everyone here. Always getting yourself into dangerous situations. Gonna tell me it's a coincidence that you're always in the wrong place at the right time, ay Potter?' said Malfoy, really trying to get to Harry. 'Look Malfoy, I don't go looking for trouble, trouble finds me.' said Harry getting more angry by the second. 'So why wern't you on the train yesterday? From what I hear Dumbledore excussed you from the journey to make sure there was no trouble down on the Platform. To make eveyone safe. Am I right.' Harry didn't answer. He just looked into the smiling arragant face of Malfoy. 'Hah. Thought so!,' said Malfoy triumphantly. 'Well, enjoy your breakfast Potter. Im going to go sit a safe distance from you. Hope you don't mind? It's just.. I value you life.' Malfoy walked off laughing. Harry felt like running after him and giving him a good smack on the nose but thought better of it. 'Was that really why Dumbledore didn't want me catching the Hogwarts Express. Because he feared it would put other peoples lives in danger' harry thought to himself. 'Harry, there you are!' yelled Ron. Ron ran over and sat down next to Harry and pulled a plate in front of him. 'So... What did Dumbledore want last night?' asked Ron filling his plate up with as much food as he could. 'Oh he was telling me about my Occlumency classes.' said Harry. 'Oh yeah. You'll never guess who our new Defence Against the Dark arts taecher is?' said Harry excitedly, completly forgotten about what Malfoy was just telling him. 'Who?' asked Ron, desperatly wanting to know. 'Dumbledore!' replied Harry. 'You're joking Harry,' said Ron. Harry just shook his head smiling. 'Well that's great news. I actually feel confident about about scraping an E now!' joked Ron. Harry burst out laughing. Suddenly, a flock of owls soared into the Hall, delivering the Morning post. Hedwig landed on Harrys empty plate and dropped two letters in front of him. 'I wonder who they're from?' asked Ron looking over at Harry's letters. 'Dunno. You've got a letter as well by the way,' Harry pointed out as Pigwidgeon was jumping up and down madly on the spot.
'Oh, it's probably from mum congratulating me on becoming Head Boy,' said Ron tearing open his letter. 'Cool. Let's read it after you then.' said Harry. Harry ripped open his first letter. It was from Snape.
Just to let you know Mr. Potter, your Occlumency lessons will be every Sunday night 7.00 - 8.00 and every Wednesday night 8.00 - 9.00. Do practice emptying your mind when you sleep. It will make the lessons alot easier on you. I will know if you havn't been practicing. Professor Snape.
Harry threw Snape's letter to one side and opened his secomd letter. 'Ron it's from Hagrid,' said Harry excitedly.
'Just writing to tell ya all that I'm back today and you're very welcome to come visit me anytime you please. Pass on this note to Ron and Hermione if you've got the chance. I'd like to see them too. C'ya later. Hagrid.'
'We'll go straight after breakfast if you want Harry? That's if Hermione hurrys up and gets down here. She said give me a few minutes to get dressed and I'll meet you in the hall, and that was about twenty minutes ago. Sometimes I don't understand girls Harry.' explained Ron. 'What do you mean, sometimes. You've never understood girls.' said Harry. 'That's a very good point Harry!' said Ron laughing. Finally after ten more minutes Hermione came strolling into the Hall carrying her copy of the Daily Prophet. 'What took you so long? We've been waiting for ages for you. We wanna go see Hagrid,' said Ron handing Hermione Hagrid's letter. 'Sorry. I got a little sidetracked.' said Hermione looking very concerned 'With what?' asked Harry, intersted. 'I take it you havn't seen the Daily Prophet this morning?' asked Hermione. 'No not yet. Why? Is there something about me in there again?' asked Harry sounding very agitated. 'Well No. Not you exactly?' said Hemione nervously. 'Well what's it about then" demanded Ron. 'I think you should read it for yourselves,' said Hermione throwing the paper down onto the table. Harry and Ron both gasped with shock at the headline... ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------------
DEATH EATERS IN HOGSMEADE - IS THIS TO DO WITH POTTER?
'No way. T..th..they cant be?' stammered Harry. 'I think you should read on Harry,' explained Hermione seriously.
Yesterday evening at about eight o'clock, roughly fifty Death Eaters were seen marching around the village of Hogsmeade, near Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. An eye witness tells us about the invasion of 'You know whos' followers. 'Well I was just out bringing in my stock from outside my shop when I heard a loud series of chanting coming up the street. Curiosity got the better of me and I went for a closer look. That's when I saw them all, marching past the Shrieking Shack. All dressed in dark cloaks with the majority of them with their heads hidden under their hoods. I ran back into the house and phoned the Ministry of Magic but by the time they arrived the Death Eaters had gone. I have no idea what they were doing in Hogsmeade but I bet its something to do with that troublesome Potter boy, putting our village in danger.'
The Ministry are continuing to investigate but no more reports have yet been heard of. Is this all really to do with young Harry Potter again? Is he once again putting other peopes lives at danger? Is he becoming a problem for the Wizarding world? I'm sure we will find out soon enough.
Phyllis Reafwood, Daily Prophet Reporter
Harry cursed very loud which made alot of people stare in his direction. 'Sorry,' he said to Ron and Hermione, 'but why do I get blamed for everything bad that happens round here. It's not my fault that Voldemort wants to kill me.' Ron and Hermione both flinched at the sound of his name. 'No one else blames you for everything that happens. It's just the papers always look for someone to make a scapegoat Harry, everyone knows that. Im sure no one else thinks you put their lives in danger.' said Harry trying to calm him down. 'Well thats not what Malfoy was saying this morning.' said Harry bitterly. 'Well don't listen to that worthless peice of dirt. What would he know?' asked Hermione. 'Yeah I s'pose,' said Harry quietly. 'Yeah but still, Death Eaters out in force near Hogwarts. There's got to be some huge explanation behind it,' said Ron. 'Maybe Hagrid will have some leads,' he added getting up of the bench.
Harry followed suit and got to his feet. 'You're right. Lets go see him now,' demanded Harry. Harry led the way out of the school doors, down to Hagrids Hut. 'Do you think he'll know anything about the Death Eaters then?' asked Hermione. 'I doubt it. I mean he would have written something in his letter this morning. It's still worth a try though. If anyone will tell us information it's Hagrid,' said Harry. Harry knocked loudly on Hagrid's cabin door. They could hear Fang barking madly from inside. Harry knocked again but still no one came to the door. 'Maybe he's out getting stuff for our first lesson tomorrow,' suggested Hermione. 'You know Hagrid. He likes to be prepared for his lessons.' 'Maybe you're right. We'll come back later after lunch. He's bound to be back then. Instead of going back inside, they walked around the magnificent school grounds, breathing in the days lovely fresh air. 'Well what should we do today?' asked Hermione, trying to take Harry's mind of the Daily Prophets Article. 'Dunno. Nothing really.' said Harry. 'There must be something you want to do?' asked Ron 'Look I just told you there wasn't so get off my back will ya,' said shouted Harry as he stormed off alone, back up to the castle. Harry felt bad for shouting at his best friend. He knew they were both only looking out for him and being a friend but Harry wanted to be left alone for a while with his thoughts. Harry walked back to his dormitary and layed on his bed. 'Why me. It's always me,' he said out loud, punching his pillow. The soothing sound of the birds and the cold breeze coming through the window sent Harry in to an adventurous dream.
'You cannot escape Harry. All these years I've been so close to finally finishing off what I could not do 17 years ago and every time you've always managed to slip your way out of my grasp. But this time it will be different. Very different.' said a voice Harry knew only too well. There was alot of excited murmuring happening all around him. About fifty death eaters had formed a circle around Harry and the Dark Lord. 'There's no point in wasting anymore time. I might as well finish off the job now. After all, with Dumbledore now permanantly gone no one can save you. Not even your dear little friends,' he said pointing to the lifeless bodies of Ron and Hermione laying face down in the water. 'Well come on then.' said Harry, tears running down his cheeks.. 'You've taken everything important to me in my life. It's only me left. Now come on. Prove your man enough by finishing the job,' he said, more brave than he really was, preying that somehow he was going to survive. 'My pleasure,' said Voldemort aiming his wand at Harry's chest. Harry held his breath as all the Death eaters were willing on their leader. 'Good bye Potter,' said Voldemort menacingly. 'AVADA KEDAVRA!'
Harry woke very violenty. Sweat was pouring off his body. His scar was hurting more than it ever had before. Harry put his hand to his forehead and felt blood seeping out of his scar. 'This is bad,' he said to himself nervously. 'Very bad.' Harry quickly ran into the bathroom and cleaned up his scar before anyone could see what had happened. Harry knew that he had to tell Dumbledore as soon as possible. It was no coincidence that Death Eaters were spotted near by and then Harry's scar hurts so much to the point that it bled. They were planning something. Something horrible. Something disasterous. Harry quickly ran down the stairs into the main common room. 'Harry,' yelled Ron as Harry sprinted past him. 'Look, can't talk now mate. I've gotta go see Dumbledore,' said Harry panting. 'Why whats up,' asked Ron concerned. 'I'll tell you later,' replied Harry who started to run again. Harry kept running for two minutes, hoping that Dumbledore was in his office. Harry was almost there when he ran right into Professor Snape, almost knocking him flying. 'MR. POTTER,' yelled Snape, fiercly. 'WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING, RUNNING THROUGH THE SCHOOL CORRIDORS. IT'S AGAINST SCHOOL RULES AND YOU KNOW IT!' 'Sorry Snape, its just....' 'PROFESSOR SNAPE TO YOU, POTTER.' 'Yeah of course. Sorry,' said Harry out of breath. 'Anyway, the reason I was running is because I urgently need to see Dumbledore.' 'And is it that important that you are allowed to flatten any member of staff on your way?' asked Snape sarcastically. 'Well yeah, and I'm sure you'll agree if you follow me to Dumbledore's Office,' said Harry who had now started to run again. 'It's not... 'You know who' is it?' asked Snape, running along side Harry. 'Yeah. I swear he's planning something big. Much bigger than all the other times before.' 'Well Dumbledore's the man to talk to,' explained Snape. 'Sherbert Lemon,' said Harry before Snape got the chance. 'How do you know the pas.... Doesn't matter. It's not important right now,' said Snape. The both ran up the spiral staircase and knocked loudly on the huge oak doors.
'Come in,' came Dumbledore's soft voice. Harry and Professor Snape bounded into Dumbledore's office. 'Harry. Severus. What a pleasant surprise!' said Dumbledore smiling.The smile soon vanished from his face when he saw the seriousness on Harry's face. 'What's the problem?' asked Dumbledore with great concern. 'I...I.. had another dream. This time it was more serious,' Harry replied. 'What was it about?' questioned Dumbledore. 'Well I was in a damp cold room surrounded by lots of Death Eaters, lying on the floor with Voldemort getting closer to me. He told me that no one could save me because you were permenantly gone and I saw Ron and Hermione laying....dead.. on the floor.' 'What happened next Harry?' said Dumbledore not taking his eyes off him for a second. 'Well I told Voldemort he wasn't man enough to kill me.' 'Then what did he do?' asked Professor Snape. 'He put his wand to my chest and.....killed me I think. That's when I woke up, my scar screaming with pain.' 'This could just be a bad dream Harry but I very much doubt it. Has your scar ever hurt that much before?' questioned Dumbledore. 'No.' Said Harry straight away. 'Well not to the extent that my scar has actually started bleeding. Dumbledore and Snape shot very worried looks at Harry, not believing what Harry had just told them. 'It...it.. actually started bleeding? Snape asked Harry. 'Yeah, why. Is that bad?' asked Harry, panic now starting to show in his voice. 'Dumbledore, this is bad,' Snape told him. ' This can only mean one thing, you know that don't you?' Dumbledore slowly nodded in agreement. The twinkle no longer in his eye's but wearing a very sad worried face. 'Wh..what is it?' stammered Harry looking to and from Dumbledore and Snape. 'I'm afraid Harry this is more serious then a bad dream, more serious than Voldemort taking control of your mind. More serious then anything you've ever encountered. If what you have just told us is true than this can only mean one thing. 'What?' asked Harry worry flowing all over him. Dumbledore wiped a tear away from his eye and continued.
'I'm afraid Harry you appear to have had a premonition. One of a most horrible nature. What tragically happened in your dream will soon probably happen in real life. I'm very sorry.' said Dumbledoe solemnly. 'You...don't mean..that..' stammered Harry 'Yes, I'm afraid it's true Harry,' said Snape, for the first time in his life calling him Harry. 'Of course, I could be wrong. But if I'm not we will have to fight it as soon as possible.' said Dumbledore 'Can we fight it Sir' asked Harry, very upset after just recieving the worst news of his life. 'I believe there may be a way. But it will take time. Alot of time. From now on be on alert for anything happening around you. Keep your eye's open for anything out of the ordinary.' explained Dumbledore. 'For now you should go back to your Common Room and out it to the back of your mind until I come up with a plan. 'What about my Occlumency tonight.? May I please skip it?' Harry asked Snape. 'Certainly, but it's very important that we start as soon as possible.' replied Snape. Harry couldn't believe how friendly and caring Snape was being when Harry needed it most. Harry wondered how long it would last or if it was just because of the shock of his news Harry wondered as he made his way back to his room. 'It can't be a premonition. It just can't be,' Harry said to himself. Harry got out his pensieve and deposited the memory into the silver bowl. Harry put himself through the torture of watching the dream twice. It seemed so real. So unbelievable. Why does this always happen to me? As Harry was putting away his pensieve Ron came walking in. 'I'm so sorry if I upset you earlier Harry it's just.......Hay what's the matter?' Ron asked as he saw tears flowing down Harry's face. Harry told him all about the premonition and how Dumbledore was not sure if he could fight it. He also showed Ron the dream through his Pensieve. 'I...I... don't believe it. It can't happen. It just can't.' said Ron.
Harry didn't want it to happen either but he knew that one day, it would. There was no escaping the fact that Voldemort wanted Harry dead, and he wasn't going to stop until he had succeeded in doing so.
Harry really didn't feel like doing anything for the rest of the day. After Harry had shown Hermione his dream and stopped her crying he asked to be left alone. Harry passed the time alone by reading all his new school books, trying to get ahead before his NEWT classes stared tomorrow. Harry threw his copy of 'Charming without Harming' to one side. He couldn't concentrate on anything for more than a minute. Harry jumped when he heard tapping on his window. It was hedwig. Harry ran over to the window and let her in. She dropped a small envelope onto his lap. It had the Hogwarts crest printed on the front. Harry quickly opened it and read.
Dear Mr. Potter. Enclosed you will find your lesson Timetable for this year. Professor M. McGonagall.
MONDAY - Double Transfiguration, Double Care of Magical Creatures, Double Potions. TUESDAY - Double D.A.D.A , Double Charms, Double Transfiguration. WEDNESDAY - Double Care of Magical Creatures, Double Potions, Double D.A.D.A. THURSDAY - Double Charms, Double Transfiguration, Double Care of Magical Creatures. FRIDAY- Double Transfiguration, Double D.A.D.A, Double potions.
Don't forget your Occlumency Lessons every Sunday and Wednesday. Enjoy the new school year.
'Enjoy the new school year? Are they being funny?' Harry asked out loud, throwing his letter to the floor. Harry picked up his letter again and re-read tomorrows timetable. 'Transfiguration, well that should be okay. Shouldn't be too hard on the first lesson of the year. Care of Magical Creatures, well that should be okay as well. I can finally talk to Hagrid. Oh yes, and Double Potions. We can find out if Snape is back to his cruel best, not forgetting the sly remarks i'll be getting from the rest of the Slytherins. Never mind. Maybe I won't be alive to even see tomorrow,' said Harry. Hedwig let out a soft hoot as if to say 'Don't be stupid!'
