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pointless.
AN: I am clueless to how the schedule works at Hogwarts. If anyone knows please explain it to me to that the classes make more sense.
A Dance of Satisfaction
Chapter Eleven: Harry's a busy boy
Harry was turned to look at his captor. He squinted through the darkness, trying to determine who it was. "Harry," she began, " I don't want a relationship, that is too complicated," Hermione' s voice quivered, "so I've decided that we can't be friends anymore," Harry wore a look of disgust that Hermione could see because their eyes had adjusted.
"You are so overly dramatic," Harry huffed, "How can you chose who your friends are, you like who you like. If you really want to spend your time avoiding me then fine, but know that I will still have feelings for you," Harry walked out of the classroom leaving her standing with her eyes brimming.
Harry walked to the fat lady and told her the password. Butter Locks. He went up the stairs and entered the room that he had slept in for five years prior. A sign hung on the door. Sixth years. Harry lay down on his bed pulled the curtains around, and without saying goodnight to Ron (prefect duties) fell asleep.
**
The short bald man, missing his thumb, looked tearfully at Voldermort. "I saw the woman again, li-like you asked," the man stuttered, "She spoke of some sort of turbulence," Voldermort weighed this new information.
"I want to know how to contact this person myself," Voldermort said coldly, " she holds great power and I can offer her what she deservers if she complies,"
"She won't work with you," the man said.
"I can make her. Tell me her greatest weakness,"
"Er. She seems to have a lot of cats," The man said.
**
Harry woke up to Ron pushing him. "Wake up, you great lug," Ron said, "It's time for breakfast," The two boys walked down the stairs. Harry and Ron cracked jokes about Moaning Myrtle and walked nosily into a silent great hall. It was only the second time that it had ever been so quite. The first time was last night. Dumbledore stood before the students.
"I think that it is time to introduce you to your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher," He said looking out over the silent pupils. I would like to introduce you all to Professor Tonks. With that Tonks with auburn hair entered from the side room behind the staff table. She took a seat at the empty place and waved lightly. Her face lit up considerable when she saw Harry and Ron. Hermione sat hidden behiend Ginny. Dumbledore raised his arms to bring an end to the applause. "And for those students qho wish to practice applying knowledge from class will be able to work with Harry Potter and his club DA. A meeting will take place here tonight after supper,"
Harry looked at Ron and then back to Dumbledore. Why was he always embarrassing him? Ron Clapped with the other students. He must have thought it was a plan Harry had had. Harry turned his gaze towards Hermione. She wore a guilty look and was not clapping very enthusiastically. The clapping died sown and people began to eat. Hermione got up at the end of the meal to receive her schedule from Professor McGongall. She then turned and left the Great Hall. Harry stood to follow her and was handed his schedule. He ran out the door ignoring the concerned questions from Ron.
He caught up to her and put a hand on her shoulder. She stopped walking and turned around. He took a minute to catch his breath. She looked at him impatiently. " What is the matter with you?" Harry huffed still out of air, " Why is there a club for the WHOLE school that I am running?"
"Harry, you did wonderfully last year and even with a great teacher, students need more practice," Hermione said.
"Why am I running it?"
"I volunteered you," Hermione said innocently.
"So, it is ok to volunteer someone who you aren't even considering your friend?" Harry said growing angry.
"You wouldn't have done it otherwise,"
"No, you're right, If you don't want to be my friend leave me alone," Harry said chocking on hidden tears.
Hermione reached out and hugged him. Harry put his head down on her shoulder and willed himself not to cry.
"Hey mate," Ron said walking down the corridor looking at his schedule, " Do we have any classes to together," Ron then looked up, " Oh shit, man, sorry, I didn't realize. I thought you two were having a fight,"
Hermione smiled, " We are,"
"Er. it doesn't look like you're fighting,"
Hermione released her grip on Harry's back. Harry stood up and looked at Ron. "Let's go up," He said to Ron. They walked to the tower leaving Hermione standing alone in the hall. Ron and Harry both had Transfiguring first on this Monday morning. They walked into the classroom and were pleasantly surprised to find most of last years class waited for the lesson to begin. Neville sat by himself up front looking nervously at the door as if he were worried he should be there. Hermione was not in the classroom until the door was nearly closed. She hurried in and sat next to Neville. The lesson was uneventful they were practicing transfiguring a variety of objects into the same large white bunny. Then they were to transfigure the bunny into new household items. Ron and Harry first transfigured a ceramic plate into a bunny and then transfigured it into a pair of sheers. They then transformed that into a bunny and so on down the line. As the class drew to a close those students who had been unable to complete the series were assigned to practice. "I have selected four students who show promise for Animagus training. I will ask for your opinions to be kept to yourself," McGongall held a list, "Granger, Hermione. Malfoy, Draco. Potter, Harry." She flipped the paper over leaving the class in suspense, " Longbottom, Neville." Ron's face dropped and Neville looked up in total distress. "You will meet in this classroom on Friday evenings," With that the bell sounded and the class emptied.
AN: I am clueless to how the schedule works at Hogwarts. If anyone knows please explain it to me to that the classes make more sense.
A Dance of Satisfaction
Chapter Eleven: Harry's a busy boy
Harry was turned to look at his captor. He squinted through the darkness, trying to determine who it was. "Harry," she began, " I don't want a relationship, that is too complicated," Hermione' s voice quivered, "so I've decided that we can't be friends anymore," Harry wore a look of disgust that Hermione could see because their eyes had adjusted.
"You are so overly dramatic," Harry huffed, "How can you chose who your friends are, you like who you like. If you really want to spend your time avoiding me then fine, but know that I will still have feelings for you," Harry walked out of the classroom leaving her standing with her eyes brimming.
Harry walked to the fat lady and told her the password. Butter Locks. He went up the stairs and entered the room that he had slept in for five years prior. A sign hung on the door. Sixth years. Harry lay down on his bed pulled the curtains around, and without saying goodnight to Ron (prefect duties) fell asleep.
**
The short bald man, missing his thumb, looked tearfully at Voldermort. "I saw the woman again, li-like you asked," the man stuttered, "She spoke of some sort of turbulence," Voldermort weighed this new information.
"I want to know how to contact this person myself," Voldermort said coldly, " she holds great power and I can offer her what she deservers if she complies,"
"She won't work with you," the man said.
"I can make her. Tell me her greatest weakness,"
"Er. She seems to have a lot of cats," The man said.
**
Harry woke up to Ron pushing him. "Wake up, you great lug," Ron said, "It's time for breakfast," The two boys walked down the stairs. Harry and Ron cracked jokes about Moaning Myrtle and walked nosily into a silent great hall. It was only the second time that it had ever been so quite. The first time was last night. Dumbledore stood before the students.
"I think that it is time to introduce you to your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher," He said looking out over the silent pupils. I would like to introduce you all to Professor Tonks. With that Tonks with auburn hair entered from the side room behind the staff table. She took a seat at the empty place and waved lightly. Her face lit up considerable when she saw Harry and Ron. Hermione sat hidden behiend Ginny. Dumbledore raised his arms to bring an end to the applause. "And for those students qho wish to practice applying knowledge from class will be able to work with Harry Potter and his club DA. A meeting will take place here tonight after supper,"
Harry looked at Ron and then back to Dumbledore. Why was he always embarrassing him? Ron Clapped with the other students. He must have thought it was a plan Harry had had. Harry turned his gaze towards Hermione. She wore a guilty look and was not clapping very enthusiastically. The clapping died sown and people began to eat. Hermione got up at the end of the meal to receive her schedule from Professor McGongall. She then turned and left the Great Hall. Harry stood to follow her and was handed his schedule. He ran out the door ignoring the concerned questions from Ron.
He caught up to her and put a hand on her shoulder. She stopped walking and turned around. He took a minute to catch his breath. She looked at him impatiently. " What is the matter with you?" Harry huffed still out of air, " Why is there a club for the WHOLE school that I am running?"
"Harry, you did wonderfully last year and even with a great teacher, students need more practice," Hermione said.
"Why am I running it?"
"I volunteered you," Hermione said innocently.
"So, it is ok to volunteer someone who you aren't even considering your friend?" Harry said growing angry.
"You wouldn't have done it otherwise,"
"No, you're right, If you don't want to be my friend leave me alone," Harry said chocking on hidden tears.
Hermione reached out and hugged him. Harry put his head down on her shoulder and willed himself not to cry.
"Hey mate," Ron said walking down the corridor looking at his schedule, " Do we have any classes to together," Ron then looked up, " Oh shit, man, sorry, I didn't realize. I thought you two were having a fight,"
Hermione smiled, " We are,"
"Er. it doesn't look like you're fighting,"
Hermione released her grip on Harry's back. Harry stood up and looked at Ron. "Let's go up," He said to Ron. They walked to the tower leaving Hermione standing alone in the hall. Ron and Harry both had Transfiguring first on this Monday morning. They walked into the classroom and were pleasantly surprised to find most of last years class waited for the lesson to begin. Neville sat by himself up front looking nervously at the door as if he were worried he should be there. Hermione was not in the classroom until the door was nearly closed. She hurried in and sat next to Neville. The lesson was uneventful they were practicing transfiguring a variety of objects into the same large white bunny. Then they were to transfigure the bunny into new household items. Ron and Harry first transfigured a ceramic plate into a bunny and then transfigured it into a pair of sheers. They then transformed that into a bunny and so on down the line. As the class drew to a close those students who had been unable to complete the series were assigned to practice. "I have selected four students who show promise for Animagus training. I will ask for your opinions to be kept to yourself," McGongall held a list, "Granger, Hermione. Malfoy, Draco. Potter, Harry." She flipped the paper over leaving the class in suspense, " Longbottom, Neville." Ron's face dropped and Neville looked up in total distress. "You will meet in this classroom on Friday evenings," With that the bell sounded and the class emptied.