Disclaimer: Obviously I'm not J.K Rowling, I don't have anything near her talent or skill... ::sniff:: Well, I hope you all like my horrible attempt at a fanfic, it's my first. Actually, it's my first time writing anything other than schoolwork in a long long time. I'll add more chapters if you guys want me to. And I'll assume you want me too if you review, hehe. I might change the rating to R for later chapters.. if there are later chapters I mean. But really, review please! Creative criticism is welcome too!!

The next morning the trio was sitting in the great hall eating breakfast when the owls swooped in. A large brown owl dropped the latest edition of The Daily Prophet right in Hermione's bowl of cereal. Hermione cursed softly, furiously swiping the drops of milk off her robes.

"Lovely" Ron smirked, shoving a sausage in his mouth.

Hermione ignored the comment and opened the paper, and started flipping through.

"Horoscopes... Agatha Canope's guide to cleaning cauldrons..... New anti- aging potions..... nothing.. nothing! No mention of Voldemort.. if I didn't know any better I'd say Fudge's keeping the paper quiet.. again!"

"Aw really Hermione, do we really need to talk of that now... the year's just begun... Harry's got enough on his mind.. besides, we're safe here, right Harry?" Ron said.

"..Huh? Oh sorry, what?" Harry looked up absently, he had been busy tousling Ron's baby sister's hair playfully.

"Oh never mind" Ron grumbled. "So, what've we got today?" Ron asked, peering over Hermione's shoulder at the schedule.

"Well you two have got divination, double potions, and herbology. I've got arithmacy, double potions, and herbology.. Not a very promising day is it? Extra time with Snape, and today in herbology we're learning how poison oak makes an excellent pain reliever"

Ron snorted.

~~~~~~*********~~~~~~~~~~~********Potions Class********~~~~~~~~~~~*******~~~~~~

"No no NO RON!" The instructions say to add essence of rhino-dung BEFORE scent of rat! You've got it all wrong!!" Hermione said matter-of-factly to her very flustered and increasingly irritated partner.

"Look Hermione, you may be good at you know, transfiguration, charms, and history. but I on the other hand am going to be an auror. An auror is good at Defense of the Dark Arts sure, but an auror is also good at potions" Ron said smugly, mixing and matching various ingredients. Hermione sank her face into her hands as a loud BANG came from their cauldron.

"WEASLEY!! GRANGER!! Not listening to instructions?! 30 points from Gryffindor and I'll see you two in detention tonight, my classroom, right after dinner." Snape shouted angrily as the cauldron proceeded to bubble and foam and spill over.

"Right Ron.. because a real auror knows exactly what he's doing," Hermione said slowly, as the tips of Ron's ears turned red.

A/N- Err... really short chapter I know, I'll work on it really. More reviews please!