It wasn't long until they were back in the Great Hall of Hogwarts. Harry,
Ron, and Hermione sat near the end of the great long Gryffindor table,
awaiting the arrival of the first years to be sorted.
"I'm so bloody hungry!" Ron said shoving a chocolate frog into his mouth. Hermione pulled his hand from his mouth and scowled at him. Professor McGonagall finally came out with the three-legged stool and sorting hat. Near the doors Harry could see the first years all tightly standing together. He laughed to himself as Professor McGonagall began to read the names off the list. With Hermione's luck, Louie Lovegood was placed in Gryffindor. Hermione couldn't help but smile at him as he walked past, hands firmly on his pants. Soon enough everyone was sorted and the feast began.
"Finally!" Ron exaggerated and dug in like he hadn't eaten in days. Neville sat staring at Luna from across the room, the food barely making it into his mouth.
"Ron, that was the best dare ever," he finally said after finishing up his pumpkin juice. Hermione smirked at Ron as she helped herself to a blueberry pastry. Harry yawned and outstretched his arms.
"You guys can tend to the first years while I'll help myself to some pumpkin pie by the fire. What's the new password?" he asked, wrapping some pie in a napkin.
"Balzzard Lizard," Hermione said, wrapping herself a pie for later. Ron put half the pie in his cloak not even wrapping it up. Harry smiled as Hermione flicked Ron's ear while he left the table. Few students bothered to look up at him as he left, which probably meant Harry would be left alone in the common room for at least half an hour. The hallways were dark and empty. His feet were the only sound for what sounded like miles. Around the corner Mrs. Norris stood, eyes glowing at Harry.
"I'm only going to the common room, you can follow me if you want," Harry said to her, being as truthful as he could. For a minute the cat just looked on, then was trotting up next to Harry, stealing glances at his wand to make sure she was in total safeness. When Harry reached the staircases, Mrs. Norris sat at the edge, meowing to be picked up.
"Little miss spoiled I presume," he said picking her up in his hands, making sure she didn't rest her feet on his pumpkin pie. The changing stairs didn't do much and Harry felt he was carrying the cat for no reason. When they got to the end Harry bent down to let her go but she dug her claws into him so he snapped back up. If she weren't Filches cat, he would have thrown her against the wall. For a while, he felt a little ridiculous carrying the cat, and then he felt flat out stupid. He was relived when he reached the common room. Thankfully, the cat went down gently. He turned the other way and muttered the password to the fat lady whose portrait swung open. Just as he was stepping in, he heard.
"Thanks for the lift Harry Potter." Right away Harry drew out his wand and whipped around to the voice. The cat was gone, and in her place was a tall raven-haired woman in a deep purple cloak. Her lips were ruby red and she wore shocking green eye shadow, to go with her equally shocking green eyes. She was insanely gorgeous. Harry put his wand away as if summoned to do so.
"Who are you?" he asked, dying to know.
"I'm Professor Black, the new defense against the dark arts teacher. I have heard a lot about you and your selfish ways. I knew that they weren't true, and you proved that by carrying me around half the castle, no other boy would do that. They would toss me against the wall, and trust me, they have. I just had to prove the others wrong abut you." Harry was tempted to tell her the only reason he carried her around was because he thought she was Mrs. Norris and didn't want to get in trouble with Filch.
"Well . . .glad I could help," he lied, all he wanted to do was to eat his pie, but she was so beautiful.
"I'll see you in class this week," she said turning on her heel and walking off. Now Harry could see how she was so tall, she wore at least four-inch pumps, black ones too. Harry watched her walk off then stepped inside the common room. The fire was crackling and the room was warm.
"Home sweet home," he said sitting in his favorite chair by the fire. Harry removed his cloak and placed it on the chair then he sat down pulling out his pumpkin pie. Just as he was about to take a bite, he could hear Hermione say the password outside the door. He frowned and hid his pie as Hermione, Ron, the first years and everyone else came into the common room. Hermione explained a few things to the first years while Ron joined Harry by the fire.
"Did you see that woman in the hall? Man she was hot," Ron said taking out his pie.
"She's the new defense against the dark arts teacher," Harry said, now eating his pie.
"That woman? She looks like she is going to be an escort to some bloke who likes whores for the night," Hermione said disgusted. The rest of the Gryffindor house members went up to their dormitories, ready for their first day of classes tomorrow. Harry, Ron, and Hermione had grown and reputation for being night owls in the common room so no one even bothered to stay behind with them.
"So another year here," Ron said staring into the fire. Hermione shrugged and finished off her pie.
"I don't know, I have a feeling this year is going to be very ground- breaking," Hermione said, not knowing how ground breaking the year would actually be.
"What makes you say that?" Ron asked, feeling like nothing interesting would ever happen.
"Just look at what happened on the train, and the school year didn't even start yet. This year we're sixteen, more mature, more options. This is your last year to goof around, next year you guys are going to have to be a little more stern in your studies if you ever want to make it out there," Hermione said as matter of factly.
"She can turn into a cat," Harry said out of nowhere, thoughts still on the mysterious, new teacher.
"What are you talking about?" Hermione asked, angry that her statement was totally blown off.
"Professor Black."
"That's her name? I was expecting Professor Super Sexy Leather Pants," Ron said. Hermione turned around and hit him upside the head.
"Ow," he said rubbing his head.
"You're so immature," Hermione said, she didn't even think Professor Black, or whatever her name was, was that pretty. Finally Harry stood and walked up to the stairs to the dormitory.
"Goodnight, see you in the morning," he said and went to bed.
"I'm so bloody hungry!" Ron said shoving a chocolate frog into his mouth. Hermione pulled his hand from his mouth and scowled at him. Professor McGonagall finally came out with the three-legged stool and sorting hat. Near the doors Harry could see the first years all tightly standing together. He laughed to himself as Professor McGonagall began to read the names off the list. With Hermione's luck, Louie Lovegood was placed in Gryffindor. Hermione couldn't help but smile at him as he walked past, hands firmly on his pants. Soon enough everyone was sorted and the feast began.
"Finally!" Ron exaggerated and dug in like he hadn't eaten in days. Neville sat staring at Luna from across the room, the food barely making it into his mouth.
"Ron, that was the best dare ever," he finally said after finishing up his pumpkin juice. Hermione smirked at Ron as she helped herself to a blueberry pastry. Harry yawned and outstretched his arms.
"You guys can tend to the first years while I'll help myself to some pumpkin pie by the fire. What's the new password?" he asked, wrapping some pie in a napkin.
"Balzzard Lizard," Hermione said, wrapping herself a pie for later. Ron put half the pie in his cloak not even wrapping it up. Harry smiled as Hermione flicked Ron's ear while he left the table. Few students bothered to look up at him as he left, which probably meant Harry would be left alone in the common room for at least half an hour. The hallways were dark and empty. His feet were the only sound for what sounded like miles. Around the corner Mrs. Norris stood, eyes glowing at Harry.
"I'm only going to the common room, you can follow me if you want," Harry said to her, being as truthful as he could. For a minute the cat just looked on, then was trotting up next to Harry, stealing glances at his wand to make sure she was in total safeness. When Harry reached the staircases, Mrs. Norris sat at the edge, meowing to be picked up.
"Little miss spoiled I presume," he said picking her up in his hands, making sure she didn't rest her feet on his pumpkin pie. The changing stairs didn't do much and Harry felt he was carrying the cat for no reason. When they got to the end Harry bent down to let her go but she dug her claws into him so he snapped back up. If she weren't Filches cat, he would have thrown her against the wall. For a while, he felt a little ridiculous carrying the cat, and then he felt flat out stupid. He was relived when he reached the common room. Thankfully, the cat went down gently. He turned the other way and muttered the password to the fat lady whose portrait swung open. Just as he was stepping in, he heard.
"Thanks for the lift Harry Potter." Right away Harry drew out his wand and whipped around to the voice. The cat was gone, and in her place was a tall raven-haired woman in a deep purple cloak. Her lips were ruby red and she wore shocking green eye shadow, to go with her equally shocking green eyes. She was insanely gorgeous. Harry put his wand away as if summoned to do so.
"Who are you?" he asked, dying to know.
"I'm Professor Black, the new defense against the dark arts teacher. I have heard a lot about you and your selfish ways. I knew that they weren't true, and you proved that by carrying me around half the castle, no other boy would do that. They would toss me against the wall, and trust me, they have. I just had to prove the others wrong abut you." Harry was tempted to tell her the only reason he carried her around was because he thought she was Mrs. Norris and didn't want to get in trouble with Filch.
"Well . . .glad I could help," he lied, all he wanted to do was to eat his pie, but she was so beautiful.
"I'll see you in class this week," she said turning on her heel and walking off. Now Harry could see how she was so tall, she wore at least four-inch pumps, black ones too. Harry watched her walk off then stepped inside the common room. The fire was crackling and the room was warm.
"Home sweet home," he said sitting in his favorite chair by the fire. Harry removed his cloak and placed it on the chair then he sat down pulling out his pumpkin pie. Just as he was about to take a bite, he could hear Hermione say the password outside the door. He frowned and hid his pie as Hermione, Ron, the first years and everyone else came into the common room. Hermione explained a few things to the first years while Ron joined Harry by the fire.
"Did you see that woman in the hall? Man she was hot," Ron said taking out his pie.
"She's the new defense against the dark arts teacher," Harry said, now eating his pie.
"That woman? She looks like she is going to be an escort to some bloke who likes whores for the night," Hermione said disgusted. The rest of the Gryffindor house members went up to their dormitories, ready for their first day of classes tomorrow. Harry, Ron, and Hermione had grown and reputation for being night owls in the common room so no one even bothered to stay behind with them.
"So another year here," Ron said staring into the fire. Hermione shrugged and finished off her pie.
"I don't know, I have a feeling this year is going to be very ground- breaking," Hermione said, not knowing how ground breaking the year would actually be.
"What makes you say that?" Ron asked, feeling like nothing interesting would ever happen.
"Just look at what happened on the train, and the school year didn't even start yet. This year we're sixteen, more mature, more options. This is your last year to goof around, next year you guys are going to have to be a little more stern in your studies if you ever want to make it out there," Hermione said as matter of factly.
"She can turn into a cat," Harry said out of nowhere, thoughts still on the mysterious, new teacher.
"What are you talking about?" Hermione asked, angry that her statement was totally blown off.
"Professor Black."
"That's her name? I was expecting Professor Super Sexy Leather Pants," Ron said. Hermione turned around and hit him upside the head.
"Ow," he said rubbing his head.
"You're so immature," Hermione said, she didn't even think Professor Black, or whatever her name was, was that pretty. Finally Harry stood and walked up to the stairs to the dormitory.
"Goodnight, see you in the morning," he said and went to bed.