Star-chan: Yello! Finally, another chapter, eh?
Neko: We are all jumping for joy, I assure you.
Star-chan: Shut it. * gets down on knees * I am SO sorry about not having this up earlier! Stupid teachers.
Neko: Excuses, excuses
Star-chan: Oh, for Pete's sake, SHUT UP!
DISCLAIMER: See previous chapter.
Slowly, July wore into August, and Harry, Hermione, and Ron were back on the train to Hogwarts. After settling in an empty compartment, they talked about a topic normally was broached at that time-the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.
"How long do you reckon this teacher will last?" Ron asked, trying to open a bag of Owl treats, which served to keep Pig from sending the trio deaf. He again tried to pull the top off and failed miserably.
"Oh, give me those," snapped Hermione. Grabbing the bag, she opened the bag with one swift pull and deposited them back into Ron's hands. "Really, Ron," she added, shaking her head.
Ron glared at her and said, "Well, you only got it because I loosened it up for you." Ignoring Hermione's sigh, he turned to Harry. "Well, mate? How long do you think? Fred and George keep saying he'll be scared out of here by Christmas."
Harry, who until then was staring at the endless downpour outside, answered, "I'm not sure. Probably not any longer than a year."
"I wouldn't say that," Hermione said importantly. "Professor Dumbledore told me who it was in our school letter, so I took the opportunity to look our new professor up. Professor Schram isn't a werewolf, vampire, old, paranoid ex-Auror, or a prosecuted Death Eater." Satisfied, she opened her new "Dark Arts and Creatures: How to Protect Yourself" (the new Defense Against the Dark Arts book) and dived in.
Making a face, Ron looked out the window. "I think this is the longest we've been on the train without Malfoy and his goons bothering us," he said after a moment.
Harry glared and moaned, "Great, you've probably jinxed it now." As if to prove his point, the trio heard a smug voice from the hallway drift in the crack in their compartment door.
"To think, all those Ministry people are so dense to believe He has returned," it drawled. "Father is extremely against those usurpers." The drawl laughed, to be joined shortly by two other slower voices.
"And that Muggle-lover Weasley is heading up the other side. Typical of him to do the un-wizarding way, isn't it?" the first drawl continued. Ron stood to open the door, the tips of his ears red and his face contorted in anger, but Harry grabbed his shoulder before Ron could make Malfoy regret his words.
Slowly, the footsteps and laughter faded and Harry let Ron go. The redhead sank into his seat, his ears still red, and growled.
"Malfoy better not try me this year," Ron mumbled. "I'll throw him off the Astronomy tower, or drown him in the lake, or." He continued rambling off plans to kill Malfoy while Hermione was still buried in her book and Harry stared at Ron like he'd gone crazy.
'Well, this is a terrific start,' Harry thought as Ron was describing Malfoy's deaths, and settled himself in for a long ride.
"Remus," Professor Dumbledore smiled. "And Sirius." The great dog that sat next to the werewolf wagged his tail.
"Thank you for joining me," the professor said welcomingly. "We should talk about your role this year."
"Professor, are you sure Sirius should stay in the school?" Remus questioned. "One instant and he could be facing the dementors again." The dog growled at his friend and glared at Dumbledore as he nodded in agreement.
"Sirius will take up his spot in Hogsmeade village. I and young Harry will stay in contact with him," Dumbledore said, looking at the monstrosity that barked loudly. "This will be best. I trust you to return once a month to give me a report on the village. The dog nodded his head and whined.
Dumbledore switched his gaze to Remus. "Remus, you will stay in the castle, but not in the view of students. That is most important. You will be needed to help defend the castle, should the occasion arrive."
Remus nodded, relieved. The less he saw of the new professors, the better, in his opinion.
Star-chan: I know it was short, but would you rather wait another week for an average length chapter?
Neko: I see no problem.
Star-chan: I disregard that statement. KawaiinessPnay-Sorry about the name mix-up. And you can slap Neko, but I don't like it.
Neko: You think I do?!
Star-chan: No. Himidono-* sniffs * I feel so...appreciated. Thank you so much!
Neko: If you cry, I'll make you think up some slash fics.
Star-chan: Shut-up. To Evil Willow: You're right. I knew I heard that somewhere before. ^_^; AND HE'S MINE TIMES INFINITY!!! HAHAHAAAAAAAA!!!!
Neko: Oh God, she's off again.
Star-chan: Please review. Maybe then Neko will leave.
Neko: I doubt it. You're the only person I know who has such a comfortable head.
Star-chan: Was I just insulted or complemented? Oh well. REVIEW!!!
Neko: We are all jumping for joy, I assure you.
Star-chan: Shut it. * gets down on knees * I am SO sorry about not having this up earlier! Stupid teachers.
Neko: Excuses, excuses
Star-chan: Oh, for Pete's sake, SHUT UP!
DISCLAIMER: See previous chapter.
Slowly, July wore into August, and Harry, Hermione, and Ron were back on the train to Hogwarts. After settling in an empty compartment, they talked about a topic normally was broached at that time-the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.
"How long do you reckon this teacher will last?" Ron asked, trying to open a bag of Owl treats, which served to keep Pig from sending the trio deaf. He again tried to pull the top off and failed miserably.
"Oh, give me those," snapped Hermione. Grabbing the bag, she opened the bag with one swift pull and deposited them back into Ron's hands. "Really, Ron," she added, shaking her head.
Ron glared at her and said, "Well, you only got it because I loosened it up for you." Ignoring Hermione's sigh, he turned to Harry. "Well, mate? How long do you think? Fred and George keep saying he'll be scared out of here by Christmas."
Harry, who until then was staring at the endless downpour outside, answered, "I'm not sure. Probably not any longer than a year."
"I wouldn't say that," Hermione said importantly. "Professor Dumbledore told me who it was in our school letter, so I took the opportunity to look our new professor up. Professor Schram isn't a werewolf, vampire, old, paranoid ex-Auror, or a prosecuted Death Eater." Satisfied, she opened her new "Dark Arts and Creatures: How to Protect Yourself" (the new Defense Against the Dark Arts book) and dived in.
Making a face, Ron looked out the window. "I think this is the longest we've been on the train without Malfoy and his goons bothering us," he said after a moment.
Harry glared and moaned, "Great, you've probably jinxed it now." As if to prove his point, the trio heard a smug voice from the hallway drift in the crack in their compartment door.
"To think, all those Ministry people are so dense to believe He has returned," it drawled. "Father is extremely against those usurpers." The drawl laughed, to be joined shortly by two other slower voices.
"And that Muggle-lover Weasley is heading up the other side. Typical of him to do the un-wizarding way, isn't it?" the first drawl continued. Ron stood to open the door, the tips of his ears red and his face contorted in anger, but Harry grabbed his shoulder before Ron could make Malfoy regret his words.
Slowly, the footsteps and laughter faded and Harry let Ron go. The redhead sank into his seat, his ears still red, and growled.
"Malfoy better not try me this year," Ron mumbled. "I'll throw him off the Astronomy tower, or drown him in the lake, or." He continued rambling off plans to kill Malfoy while Hermione was still buried in her book and Harry stared at Ron like he'd gone crazy.
'Well, this is a terrific start,' Harry thought as Ron was describing Malfoy's deaths, and settled himself in for a long ride.
"Remus," Professor Dumbledore smiled. "And Sirius." The great dog that sat next to the werewolf wagged his tail.
"Thank you for joining me," the professor said welcomingly. "We should talk about your role this year."
"Professor, are you sure Sirius should stay in the school?" Remus questioned. "One instant and he could be facing the dementors again." The dog growled at his friend and glared at Dumbledore as he nodded in agreement.
"Sirius will take up his spot in Hogsmeade village. I and young Harry will stay in contact with him," Dumbledore said, looking at the monstrosity that barked loudly. "This will be best. I trust you to return once a month to give me a report on the village. The dog nodded his head and whined.
Dumbledore switched his gaze to Remus. "Remus, you will stay in the castle, but not in the view of students. That is most important. You will be needed to help defend the castle, should the occasion arrive."
Remus nodded, relieved. The less he saw of the new professors, the better, in his opinion.
Star-chan: I know it was short, but would you rather wait another week for an average length chapter?
Neko: I see no problem.
Star-chan: I disregard that statement. KawaiinessPnay-Sorry about the name mix-up. And you can slap Neko, but I don't like it.
Neko: You think I do?!
Star-chan: No. Himidono-* sniffs * I feel so...appreciated. Thank you so much!
Neko: If you cry, I'll make you think up some slash fics.
Star-chan: Shut-up. To Evil Willow: You're right. I knew I heard that somewhere before. ^_^; AND HE'S MINE TIMES INFINITY!!! HAHAHAAAAAAAA!!!!
Neko: Oh God, she's off again.
Star-chan: Please review. Maybe then Neko will leave.
Neko: I doubt it. You're the only person I know who has such a comfortable head.
Star-chan: Was I just insulted or complemented? Oh well. REVIEW!!!