The Tales of Hogwarts
Hermione Granger (II)
"So can anybody here tell me the primary use of the Patron ?" Remus Lupin asked the class. It was Friday morning of the second week of the year. Harry's Hand was up before Hermione's.
"Yes Harry ?"
"The primary use of the Patron is to scare away Dementors." Harry said proudly. He was the only pupil in the room who could do a Patron spell. Hermione smiled at him. That was one question on the exam paper that neither of them would forget the answer to. Harry had saved her life with that same spell back in the third year and Hermione doubted that it would be the last time Harry saved her life.
"Correct, 3 points to Griffindor," Lupin said, "But it has other uses, anyone ?"
"It can bring people who have been struck by the despair spell back to normal," Came Ron's voice. Everyone in the class turned round. And there he was in the doorway, his robes as untidy as ever and his mop of flaming red hair sat on his head.
"Yes, very true Mr Weasly," Lupin said from the front of the class as Ron sat down, "Nice of you to join us and, I think, 5 points to Griffindor."
Hermione's heart jumped. Ron had grown up a lot since the last day of term. He seemed bigger than normal, stronger. Hermione assumed he had been training for Quiditch all summer. He looked a lot more handsome than he used to and Hermione stared at him for quite sometime before Harry nudged her in the ribs.
"Come on." Harry said, "Professor Lupin told us to start two minutes ago."
Hardly anybody in the home could perform the spell properly. Neville managed a half formed dragon shape and most of the class only made silver smoke.
"So where have you been ?" Hermione asked as Ron tried and failed yet another Patron.
"I've been," Ron paused, "Helping Percy move back in."
Hermione noted the pause, analysed it and realised Ron was lying. Harry however accepted his reason.
"So he finally gave in then ?"
"Well he had to," Ron said managing a half-formed silver Hippogriff, "Look Harry I nearly did it."
***
Hermione split up with the two of them and as they headed for the common room she made her way to Potions. She made her way down the marble staircase and turned toward the Dungeon steps.
"And that's what happened ?" Came the voice of Cornelius Fudge, "You expect me to believe that ?"
Hermione's curiosity got the better of her and she hid behind a suit of armour.
"It's the truth." Came the voice of Professor Sprout. Hermione paused her ears pricked.
"Well, I don't choose to believe that." Fudge yelled, his face turning purple. "I am going to see Dumbledore and you pack your bags !" And at that Fudge marched away leaving Sprout stood on her own in the entrance hall. And then slowly she burst into tears.
Hermione Granger (II)
"So can anybody here tell me the primary use of the Patron ?" Remus Lupin asked the class. It was Friday morning of the second week of the year. Harry's Hand was up before Hermione's.
"Yes Harry ?"
"The primary use of the Patron is to scare away Dementors." Harry said proudly. He was the only pupil in the room who could do a Patron spell. Hermione smiled at him. That was one question on the exam paper that neither of them would forget the answer to. Harry had saved her life with that same spell back in the third year and Hermione doubted that it would be the last time Harry saved her life.
"Correct, 3 points to Griffindor," Lupin said, "But it has other uses, anyone ?"
"It can bring people who have been struck by the despair spell back to normal," Came Ron's voice. Everyone in the class turned round. And there he was in the doorway, his robes as untidy as ever and his mop of flaming red hair sat on his head.
"Yes, very true Mr Weasly," Lupin said from the front of the class as Ron sat down, "Nice of you to join us and, I think, 5 points to Griffindor."
Hermione's heart jumped. Ron had grown up a lot since the last day of term. He seemed bigger than normal, stronger. Hermione assumed he had been training for Quiditch all summer. He looked a lot more handsome than he used to and Hermione stared at him for quite sometime before Harry nudged her in the ribs.
"Come on." Harry said, "Professor Lupin told us to start two minutes ago."
Hardly anybody in the home could perform the spell properly. Neville managed a half formed dragon shape and most of the class only made silver smoke.
"So where have you been ?" Hermione asked as Ron tried and failed yet another Patron.
"I've been," Ron paused, "Helping Percy move back in."
Hermione noted the pause, analysed it and realised Ron was lying. Harry however accepted his reason.
"So he finally gave in then ?"
"Well he had to," Ron said managing a half-formed silver Hippogriff, "Look Harry I nearly did it."
***
Hermione split up with the two of them and as they headed for the common room she made her way to Potions. She made her way down the marble staircase and turned toward the Dungeon steps.
"And that's what happened ?" Came the voice of Cornelius Fudge, "You expect me to believe that ?"
Hermione's curiosity got the better of her and she hid behind a suit of armour.
"It's the truth." Came the voice of Professor Sprout. Hermione paused her ears pricked.
"Well, I don't choose to believe that." Fudge yelled, his face turning purple. "I am going to see Dumbledore and you pack your bags !" And at that Fudge marched away leaving Sprout stood on her own in the entrance hall. And then slowly she burst into tears.
