Chap. 7
Finally! Chapter 7! I know it's been a while. Writers block is a curse. Argh!
It was 6:00 the next morning. Everybody was still sleeping, when Dumbledore came in.
"Good Morning! Rise and Shine! Wakey Wakey! GET UP!" He said as everyone rolled in their beds.
There were grunts and moans, but eventually everyone was awake. Their first day was on it's way.
After Dumbledore had left, they started getting ready. Neville was getting dressed, Hermione
was brushing up on her Muggle history, and Leanna was showing Draco how to make cereal. In time,
they were all dressed, and ready.
"What's our first class?" Asked Leanna.
"History." Said Claire in awe. She was staring at Ron. Ignoring her, they set off for room 42.
Mr. Full was waiting for them. He looked extremely happy when they arrived.
"Hello! Hello! Sit, sit! Let's begin our Focus History!"
"What about History?" Asked Neville.
"Focus History. I will give you a question, and you answer it. It's simple enough." Mr Full
replied, as he put a question on the overhead. "Now, your question for today is, 'Lord Voldemort
preserved himself as the memory of Tom Riddle, so that he could remain at Hogwarts until the
heir of Slytherin came. How long after he first opened the Chamber of Secrets was opened the
first time, was it opened again?'"
Everybody started writing frantically. Harry was the first to finish, with Hermione right after.
"What's the answer? Yes, Miss Granger?"
"50 Years. The Chamber of Secrets was opened for the second time 50 years after Voldemort had
opened it."
"Very nice! How many of you got it wrong?" He asked. Neville was the only one to raise his hand. "Maybe you'd better work on those study skills, Mr. Longbottom. For the next 30 min, I want you to work on the Assignment Log on the blackboard. Go." Mr. Full said, and then sat down.
Everyone hustled to get out some paper. There was the sound of scratching as they started to
write. Then the door opened. In the doorway stood a very shocked-looking girl of about 14. She
was just standing there with a piece of paper in her hand, and huge eyes. She looked around
sheepishly, stopping to look at everyone.
"Why, Miss DeGoes? What are you doing here?" Mr Full said from behind his Bible.
"Um... I came to turn in this paper. What is going on?" She said.
"Well.."
"STEPHANIE!" Claire and Leanna yelled.
"Claire, Leanna?" She asked. "What are you... What is... Who the... I... DRACO!! OMG!!!!!"
"Back off." Leanna hissed.
"Miss DeGoes, I'm sorry, but there is nothing that I can do, but..." Said Mr. Full, pulling out
his wand.
"NO! Not a memory charm!" Yelled Claire. "Let her stay. Then you can give her one at the end of
the thing."
"Well, I guess that one more student wouldn't hurt." Stephanie let out a shriek of joy, and ran
over to sit next to Harry, all the while with one eye on Draco's eyebrows.
"They're MINE!" Leanna hissed again when she noticed. Stephanie looked back down at her desk.
The next hour went by quickly. Everyone had finish with their Assignment Logs, and they
were all talking. (Neville was still sort of edgy about talking to Hermione. He didn't want a
repeat of the might before.) And before they knew it, the bell had rung, and they were on their
way to Journalism. It was a short walk, but Leanna was eager to get there. It was the first time
in her life that this class might just be enjoyable. Actually, it wasn't the class that bugged
her, it was her editor. He was a staff-obsessed freak. He didn't allow Leanna to talk to anyone
but him, and wouldn't let her leave her chair. She was forced to work non-stop on class related
things, or else her grade was dropped significantly. She had been daring to flip him off once,
but that just took her grade from an A- to a B- very quickly, and it didn't make her feel any
better.
They finally reached room 74, and all piled in. Leanna sat in her normal spot, in the
back where the News department usually was. Claire and Draco sat on either side of her. Everyone
crowded around News and Sports sections, and sat down. There was no teacher in sight. Then, to
Leanna's horror, someone came in the door. It was her editor, Michael. Her eyes got big, and she
let out a short sound of panic.
"Hello." Michael said. "My name is Michael, and I will be your teacher for the next week."
"But your not old enough!" Said Stephanie.
"I realize this. I was put in charge to supervise and assign work. I tend to do better than the
teacher when it comes to discipline. Now," He said as he walked toward Draco. "You must be Draco?"
"Yeah." Said Draco.
"Move. There." Michael responded, pointing across the room to the Layout section.
"But, why?" Draco asked.
"Because I said so, that's why." He said without a smile. Draco slowly got up, and stood in front
of Michael.
"How are you gonna make me?"
"I'm not."
"Then why do I have to listen to you?"
"You don't."
"Then I'll just sit here." He said as he sat back down. Michael pulled the chair out form under
him with his foot, and Draco fell to the floor, hitting his head on the table.
"Are you okay?" Asked Leanna frantically, as she fell down on her knees next to Draco. He grabbed
his head, and started to moan.
"Stop your whining, and get up." Said Michael, mercilessly. "Now MOVE." Leanna helped Draco to
his feet, and started to walk with him over to Layout.
"Not you." Said Michael, meaning Leanna.
"But..."
"Shut up, and sit down. Here." Leanna listlessly paced over to her original seat, and say down.
It took another ten minutes before everyone was seated in their 'proper' spots. By that
time, the only people in News were Leanna, Neville, and Michael. Claire and Hermione were in Just
Fur Fun, Ron, Harry, and Draco were in Layout, and Stephanie was all by herself in Fashion.
Nobody was allowed to talk to anyone out side of their sections, if they were allowed to talk at
all. Michael had given the all different assignments, and was sitting in his chair, chuckling
knowingly.
Finally! Chapter 7! I know it's been a while. Writers block is a curse. Argh!
It was 6:00 the next morning. Everybody was still sleeping, when Dumbledore came in.
"Good Morning! Rise and Shine! Wakey Wakey! GET UP!" He said as everyone rolled in their beds.
There were grunts and moans, but eventually everyone was awake. Their first day was on it's way.
After Dumbledore had left, they started getting ready. Neville was getting dressed, Hermione
was brushing up on her Muggle history, and Leanna was showing Draco how to make cereal. In time,
they were all dressed, and ready.
"What's our first class?" Asked Leanna.
"History." Said Claire in awe. She was staring at Ron. Ignoring her, they set off for room 42.
Mr. Full was waiting for them. He looked extremely happy when they arrived.
"Hello! Hello! Sit, sit! Let's begin our Focus History!"
"What about History?" Asked Neville.
"Focus History. I will give you a question, and you answer it. It's simple enough." Mr Full
replied, as he put a question on the overhead. "Now, your question for today is, 'Lord Voldemort
preserved himself as the memory of Tom Riddle, so that he could remain at Hogwarts until the
heir of Slytherin came. How long after he first opened the Chamber of Secrets was opened the
first time, was it opened again?'"
Everybody started writing frantically. Harry was the first to finish, with Hermione right after.
"What's the answer? Yes, Miss Granger?"
"50 Years. The Chamber of Secrets was opened for the second time 50 years after Voldemort had
opened it."
"Very nice! How many of you got it wrong?" He asked. Neville was the only one to raise his hand. "Maybe you'd better work on those study skills, Mr. Longbottom. For the next 30 min, I want you to work on the Assignment Log on the blackboard. Go." Mr. Full said, and then sat down.
Everyone hustled to get out some paper. There was the sound of scratching as they started to
write. Then the door opened. In the doorway stood a very shocked-looking girl of about 14. She
was just standing there with a piece of paper in her hand, and huge eyes. She looked around
sheepishly, stopping to look at everyone.
"Why, Miss DeGoes? What are you doing here?" Mr Full said from behind his Bible.
"Um... I came to turn in this paper. What is going on?" She said.
"Well.."
"STEPHANIE!" Claire and Leanna yelled.
"Claire, Leanna?" She asked. "What are you... What is... Who the... I... DRACO!! OMG!!!!!"
"Back off." Leanna hissed.
"Miss DeGoes, I'm sorry, but there is nothing that I can do, but..." Said Mr. Full, pulling out
his wand.
"NO! Not a memory charm!" Yelled Claire. "Let her stay. Then you can give her one at the end of
the thing."
"Well, I guess that one more student wouldn't hurt." Stephanie let out a shriek of joy, and ran
over to sit next to Harry, all the while with one eye on Draco's eyebrows.
"They're MINE!" Leanna hissed again when she noticed. Stephanie looked back down at her desk.
The next hour went by quickly. Everyone had finish with their Assignment Logs, and they
were all talking. (Neville was still sort of edgy about talking to Hermione. He didn't want a
repeat of the might before.) And before they knew it, the bell had rung, and they were on their
way to Journalism. It was a short walk, but Leanna was eager to get there. It was the first time
in her life that this class might just be enjoyable. Actually, it wasn't the class that bugged
her, it was her editor. He was a staff-obsessed freak. He didn't allow Leanna to talk to anyone
but him, and wouldn't let her leave her chair. She was forced to work non-stop on class related
things, or else her grade was dropped significantly. She had been daring to flip him off once,
but that just took her grade from an A- to a B- very quickly, and it didn't make her feel any
better.
They finally reached room 74, and all piled in. Leanna sat in her normal spot, in the
back where the News department usually was. Claire and Draco sat on either side of her. Everyone
crowded around News and Sports sections, and sat down. There was no teacher in sight. Then, to
Leanna's horror, someone came in the door. It was her editor, Michael. Her eyes got big, and she
let out a short sound of panic.
"Hello." Michael said. "My name is Michael, and I will be your teacher for the next week."
"But your not old enough!" Said Stephanie.
"I realize this. I was put in charge to supervise and assign work. I tend to do better than the
teacher when it comes to discipline. Now," He said as he walked toward Draco. "You must be Draco?"
"Yeah." Said Draco.
"Move. There." Michael responded, pointing across the room to the Layout section.
"But, why?" Draco asked.
"Because I said so, that's why." He said without a smile. Draco slowly got up, and stood in front
of Michael.
"How are you gonna make me?"
"I'm not."
"Then why do I have to listen to you?"
"You don't."
"Then I'll just sit here." He said as he sat back down. Michael pulled the chair out form under
him with his foot, and Draco fell to the floor, hitting his head on the table.
"Are you okay?" Asked Leanna frantically, as she fell down on her knees next to Draco. He grabbed
his head, and started to moan.
"Stop your whining, and get up." Said Michael, mercilessly. "Now MOVE." Leanna helped Draco to
his feet, and started to walk with him over to Layout.
"Not you." Said Michael, meaning Leanna.
"But..."
"Shut up, and sit down. Here." Leanna listlessly paced over to her original seat, and say down.
It took another ten minutes before everyone was seated in their 'proper' spots. By that
time, the only people in News were Leanna, Neville, and Michael. Claire and Hermione were in Just
Fur Fun, Ron, Harry, and Draco were in Layout, and Stephanie was all by herself in Fashion.
Nobody was allowed to talk to anyone out side of their sections, if they were allowed to talk at
all. Michael had given the all different assignments, and was sitting in his chair, chuckling
knowingly.