Once again I have read book five so don't write to me to tell me what the big wrong part is because I know, but a review would be nice! ;-) TraSh

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Later that morning Harry and Desiree walked down to the Great Hall for breakfast hand in hand. Sitting down in their seats Harry glanced around the hall and saw several guys ogling Desiree, giving them an icy death glare they all seemed to get the message and turned back around, he then turned his attention back to his girlfriend.

"Why are you not eating?" he asked concerned. "Eh, I was never a breakfast person." she replied while drinking some pumpkin juice out of her goblet. The shrill clinking of metal against glass at the head table caught everyone's attention.

Turning to face Professor McGonagall the students listened raptly. "Your attention please, I have several announcements to make. First is a warning to all taking Defense Against the Dark Arts to wear clothing that is appropriate for hard, rough work. No robes or nice clothes. Second of all, Quidditch trials for second years and up will be held in two weeks for all house teams. If you are interested see the captain of your house team. Thank you." She then sat down to continue her breakfast.

"Quidditch trials huh." said Ron "Whaddaya reckon Desiree? Still going to try out or are you going to chicken out after all that big talk and play at my house." he finished teasingly.

"Oh I'm trying out. All I gotta say is that anybody else going for the spot I want better hide in the bushes and watch cos they ain't got a chance against me." "Ego much?" Hermione added. "Just a little." replied Desiree.

"And hey, if all else fails, I'll just sleep with the captain. Wonder who it is?" Desiree said half serious, half playfully. "Uh-oh Harry, you better watch out!" Dean joked. "I'm not worried about it. It's a win win situation." Harry cockily replied.

While everyone laughed at the antics of their table the schedules arrived for the day. "Bloody hell Potions first thing!" moaned Ron "Then Divination and Care of Magical Creatures, at least that won't be as bad, then Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"What's wrong with Potions?" asked Desiree, who had been looking forward to make a potion that would make unwanted people disappear. "Snape." Harry said shortly. "He doesn't like Gryiffindors and hates me because my dad and him were enemies in school and he really won't like you because your Sirius's daughter and he hated Sirius as much as he hated my dad."

"Great." Desiree muttered under her breath. `Maybe it won't be so bad.' she thought `It'll be fine if I just keep my cool.' `Why? Wouldn't you want to show the world who's boss and what you can do?' said that ever annoying voice. `Shut it you bitch.' thought Desiree irritably, the last thing she needed today was a neurotic conscience.

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After breakfast the seventh year Gryffindors trudged down to the dungeon where Potions class was held. "It's cold down here." complained Desiree who was used to the Miami heat and sun.

"Don't worry, you have me to warm you up." said Harry in her ear while wrapping his arms around Desiree's small and cold body. "Five points from Gryffindor for inappropriate behavior in class." said a swift voice full of malice and dislike.

Desiree averted her vision from her boyfriend to the tall, big nosed, greasy haired man in front of her.

"So you must be the infamous daughter of Sirius Black." Snape said in a soft voice so nobody but him and Desiree could hear. Looking at Desiree with growing dislike he said even softer to her. "If the saying `like father like daughter' is true, you end up right where your father did and I hope I'm the one to put you in there."

"Well," started Desiree in the same tone and volume "you didn't have to wait long cause I've all ready been there and done that." She said in a smart voice. `Hit em'. Just rear back and pop that big nose. You can't miss, it's a huge target!' her inner voice shouted.

"You better watch your mouth in this class or else you'll be forced to have detention like Potter does everyday." `Do it NOW!' it shouted but Desiree replied with a sarcastic "Oh, goody! I can't wait!"

Her sarcastic remark seemed to put him in an even more foul mood for the rest of the class and was probably the reason behind the massive amount of points taken away from Gryffindor and homework given.

"You know Desiree," said Ron when they left the dungeons to go to Divination "I'm really glad you put Snape in his place but I'm not too glad about the results of it."

"Well ya see Ron, you can't just let people walk all over you. You have to stand your ground and speak your mind, otherwise people are gonna walk all over you and your going to be on the bottom of the ladder for the rest of your life. Damn how much further do we have to go?"

While they were talking they were walking to Divination which. unfortunatly, was in the highest tower of the castle. "Not much farther." said Harry. Upon their arrival Desiree looked around the stuffy classroom.

"Now what is this class again?" "The class where we all debate how and when Harry's going to die." said Ron glancing at Harry who laughed sarcastically then stopped suddenly to show his friend he wasn't amused.

"Ok I'm feeling the vibe now...don't talk to me." Desiree threw her hand up to keep Ron and Harry from disturbing her `vibe' "Yes, I see it now Harry...your going to die of a oh no! Don't ask me to say it......oh okay here it goes. Your going to die of a sex overdose from a hot brunette with a Chinese tattoo on her back. Slow yet pleasureful." "Now that's what I'm talking about!" said Harry loudly rubbing his hands together laughing.

Breaking her serious mood Desiree laughed out loud with the rest of the class who was eavesdropping on the trio. "Good morning class" a misty voice erupted from the shadows in the corner.

The students all took a seat on the tacky flat pink poufs. Harry, Desiree, and Ron all gathered around the same table trying to control their laughter. "I see we have a new student in out midst today." Peering down her roll Professor Trelawney finally found her new pupils name. "Desire Black."

"It's Desiree hun. Dez-er-ray." Desiree said as if she were explaining it to a mentally slow person. For the first time Proff. Trelawney laid eyes on the girl. "Your inner spirit is troubled dear." she said in a misty, morose voice. "You must find inner peace before you can find true happiness." "Ya think?"

Whether or not the Proffesser heard Desiree's remark is up for debate because the teacher went on to discuss the lesson plan for today. "Today class the spirits have informed me to take you back to the crystal ball. They believe it is vital to your own health and safety."

Soft groans and mumbles came from all ends of the room including Ron and Harry. "Why, we won't see anything." complained Harry, ticked that they were going back to that stupid ball of fog.

After twenty minutes of solitary crystal gazing Harry looked over to his right to see how Desiree was doing but was not surprised to find her head down, sleeping peacefully.

He gently stroked her hair and smiled to himself at how innocent she looked when she slept but had to poke her awake since the Proff Trelawney was making a quick advance to them.

"What?" Desiree asked grumpily. "Look busy." hissed Ron. "And what do you three see?" she asked in her annoying airy fairy voice. Neither Ron or Harry made a sound so Desiree decied to open her big trap.

"Oh Professor I see a........a bird!" she stammered. "What kind of bird dear?" "An uh, a raven?" Desiree asked in a more question like tone than answer. "And what is the raven doing?" the educator pressed. "Flying away." Desiree shortly put. "And why?" "Because I prayed like that chick on Forest Gump `Dear God make me a bird so I can fly far, far far away'."

Proff. Trelawney snapped out of her misty trance to frown upon the abominable child. "I do believe my child, that you need your inner eyes tested." "And I do believe my lady that you need..." nobody ever found out what exactly Proff. Trelawney needed because the bell rang at that precise moment.

Scrabbling down the silver ladder the trio met up with Hermione to make their way to Hagrid's hut for Care of Magical Creatures.

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