Chapter 5: Hogwarts
Harry felt better the rest of the trip. He got changed into his robes, and waited for Ron and Hermione to come back from the prefect meeting. The only other person in the compartment was Ginny. She was awfully nice, and had something that Harry admired. She wasn't shy anymore, and she is more open. Ginny was looking out the window, staring at the trees as they went by. Harry decided to start a conversation.
"Ginny, aren't you mad you didn't get prefect?" asked Harry
"No, not really, too much responsibility" she replied smiling.
"So, how are you this fine day?" asked Harry.
Ginny looked at him a little funny, " I'm fine, you?"
"Alright" he said not thinking about what happened before.
They carried on the conversation until Hermione and Ron got back. Soon the train stopped, and Harry got off the train.
"Firs years, this way, Firs' years" called a familiar voice.
"Hagrid!" exclaimed Harry
"Hello 'arry, are you all right?" asked Rubeus Hagrid, Groundkeeper and Care of Magical Creatures teacher at Hogwarts.
"I'm better" replied Harry happy to see Hagrid.
"Good, but I better be hurrin along, see you at dinner" said Hagrid as he helped the first years to the boats.
Harry followed Hermione up to the carriages, and got inside. There he met his other Hogwarts friends Neville Longbottem, and Luna Lovegood. They helped Harry out in his fifth year.
"Harry, good to see you," said Neville.
"Hi Harry," said Luna with her face buried the newspaper, the Quibbler.
"Hello, Hello" replied Harry as they traveled up to then brightly lite castle of Hogwarts.
Harry got out of the carriage and continued his way to the castle. He met with Hermione and Ron at the Gryffindor table and sat down. He looked up at the teacher's table and saw the usual faces. Professor Dumbledore was talking to Professor McGonagal, and he least favorite teacher, Professor Snape, was looking right at him. He sneered and went talknig back to a wizard who Harry has never seen before. He was young looking, about older thirties, lower forties, and he had a scar across his left cheek. He seemed very moody, and strict. He had brown hair, and he robes were grayer looking. Professor Dumbledore stood up and taped his glass, and the Great Hall became quiet.
"Welcome back to another wonderful year at Hogwarts! First off, I would like to announce that there is a new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher this year at Hogwarts. Let me introduce, Professor Brookings!"
There was applause, but it wasn't to enthuseastic. Professor Brookings bowed and sat back into his seat as Dumbledore continued with his rules to the first years. Harry's scar starting to burn as he looked at Brookings. He looked at Hermione who was looking at him too; Ron was muttering something that sounded like "Food". The Sorting of the first years ended and Professor Dumbledore clapped his hands, and all the tables were covered with food. Ron, of course, dug right in. Harry looked at Hermione and she didn't seem herself. She was still looking at Professor Brookings.
"Hermione, what's wrong?" asked Harry as Hermione snapped back into reality.
"Oh, nothing, umm. . Nothing at all" she said quietly.
She didn't talk the rest of the dinner and the way back to the Gryffindor common room. Ginny snuggled into a chair, and Ron decided to sleep. Harry decided it was time to go to bed, too. So he got changed and went to bed. The next day was the first day for classes. Harry, Ron, and Hermione went down to get some breakfast in the Great Hall. Hermione was herself again, and she was organizing her books, quills, and parchements into a neat orderly style. Harry got his schedule and almost wanted to kill himself. The first day of school he has double potions with Snape, Transfiguration, and Defense Against the Dark Arts.
"Harry, we have the same schedule, isn't that wonderful!" said Ron
"Ron, that is great, but we have double potions," said Harry with great depression.
"Don't worry, you guys will be fine, but I have Arthimacy today" said Hermione. "I wonder when we're getting back our O.W.L.S.?"
"Soon, I think" replied Ron.
So the trio split, Hermione to Arthimacy and Harry and Ron to Double Potions. Harry got there right before the late bell sounded.
"You're lucky, Potter, one more second and you would have been marked late" sneered Snape
"Yeah, I must be lucky" mumbled Harry as he took his seat next to Ron.
"Today, we will be starting a potion in which is advanced magic. The Polyjuice potion is where I person can transform into another by using one of his or hers hairs. It is a very complicated potion, so for those students who have problems," Snape stared at Harry and then passed his eyes onto Nevile who was shaking "I would hope that you would work extra hard or you will flunk this class."
Harry was going to have no problem with this potion. In his second year, he and Ron used the Polyjuice Potion to transform into Crabbe and Goyle so they could interrogate Malfoy. As Snape was going over the ingredients, Harry suddenly remembered he didn't give back Hermione's book. He'll give it to her later. So Harry and Ron started their potion making, it was deathly silent since everyone was terrified of Severus Snape.
Harry's Tranfiguration class wasn't hard either. They went over what Animagi is and how to do it. Harry knew this also because Sirius was an Animagus; he could transform into a black dog. So that class went by rather quick.
It was now time for Defense against the Dark Arts with Professor Brookings and the Slytherins. Harry sat in his seat next to Hermione and Ron. Professor Brookings was up at the board writing down notes. He suddenly turned and stared at the class.
"Welcome students, I am Professor Brookings" he said with a bow.
"Hello" replied the class.
As Professor Brookings came up from the bow, his and Harry's eyes met for a moment. Professor Brooking's eyes were gray and kind of mysterious, and Harry was a little creeped out by him. But the class went by smoothly. They copied notes about different kinds of spells, blocking, fighting etc . . .
"That wasn't that bad was it?" asked Ron as they headed toward the common room.
"There's something about him that's really familiar" said Hermione softly
"What?" asked Harry
"It seems that I saw him somewhere before, but I can't place him on my mind" said Hermione.
"It will come to you," said Ron. " Harry, we need to get ready for Qudditch practice tonight!"
"Alright. Oh yeah, Hermione, here's your book" said Harry handing her Hogwarts: A History.
"Thanks" she said taking the book from him "Oh, Harry, this is your letter, it's adressed to you" Hermione turned it upside down and screamed.
"HERMIONE! Whats wrong?" Harry yelled coming over to her. She pointed down to the letter that layed neatly on the floor.
Harry looked and saw the Dark Mark on the black envelope. He turned it rightside-up and saw that it was to him.
I actually got to update it before the Christmas Holiday, but this is it. So Happy Holiday's to everyone, but I'll try to update it ASAP. I'm sorry if you don't like to wait. ( Thanks!
Harry felt better the rest of the trip. He got changed into his robes, and waited for Ron and Hermione to come back from the prefect meeting. The only other person in the compartment was Ginny. She was awfully nice, and had something that Harry admired. She wasn't shy anymore, and she is more open. Ginny was looking out the window, staring at the trees as they went by. Harry decided to start a conversation.
"Ginny, aren't you mad you didn't get prefect?" asked Harry
"No, not really, too much responsibility" she replied smiling.
"So, how are you this fine day?" asked Harry.
Ginny looked at him a little funny, " I'm fine, you?"
"Alright" he said not thinking about what happened before.
They carried on the conversation until Hermione and Ron got back. Soon the train stopped, and Harry got off the train.
"Firs years, this way, Firs' years" called a familiar voice.
"Hagrid!" exclaimed Harry
"Hello 'arry, are you all right?" asked Rubeus Hagrid, Groundkeeper and Care of Magical Creatures teacher at Hogwarts.
"I'm better" replied Harry happy to see Hagrid.
"Good, but I better be hurrin along, see you at dinner" said Hagrid as he helped the first years to the boats.
Harry followed Hermione up to the carriages, and got inside. There he met his other Hogwarts friends Neville Longbottem, and Luna Lovegood. They helped Harry out in his fifth year.
"Harry, good to see you," said Neville.
"Hi Harry," said Luna with her face buried the newspaper, the Quibbler.
"Hello, Hello" replied Harry as they traveled up to then brightly lite castle of Hogwarts.
Harry got out of the carriage and continued his way to the castle. He met with Hermione and Ron at the Gryffindor table and sat down. He looked up at the teacher's table and saw the usual faces. Professor Dumbledore was talking to Professor McGonagal, and he least favorite teacher, Professor Snape, was looking right at him. He sneered and went talknig back to a wizard who Harry has never seen before. He was young looking, about older thirties, lower forties, and he had a scar across his left cheek. He seemed very moody, and strict. He had brown hair, and he robes were grayer looking. Professor Dumbledore stood up and taped his glass, and the Great Hall became quiet.
"Welcome back to another wonderful year at Hogwarts! First off, I would like to announce that there is a new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher this year at Hogwarts. Let me introduce, Professor Brookings!"
There was applause, but it wasn't to enthuseastic. Professor Brookings bowed and sat back into his seat as Dumbledore continued with his rules to the first years. Harry's scar starting to burn as he looked at Brookings. He looked at Hermione who was looking at him too; Ron was muttering something that sounded like "Food". The Sorting of the first years ended and Professor Dumbledore clapped his hands, and all the tables were covered with food. Ron, of course, dug right in. Harry looked at Hermione and she didn't seem herself. She was still looking at Professor Brookings.
"Hermione, what's wrong?" asked Harry as Hermione snapped back into reality.
"Oh, nothing, umm. . Nothing at all" she said quietly.
She didn't talk the rest of the dinner and the way back to the Gryffindor common room. Ginny snuggled into a chair, and Ron decided to sleep. Harry decided it was time to go to bed, too. So he got changed and went to bed. The next day was the first day for classes. Harry, Ron, and Hermione went down to get some breakfast in the Great Hall. Hermione was herself again, and she was organizing her books, quills, and parchements into a neat orderly style. Harry got his schedule and almost wanted to kill himself. The first day of school he has double potions with Snape, Transfiguration, and Defense Against the Dark Arts.
"Harry, we have the same schedule, isn't that wonderful!" said Ron
"Ron, that is great, but we have double potions," said Harry with great depression.
"Don't worry, you guys will be fine, but I have Arthimacy today" said Hermione. "I wonder when we're getting back our O.W.L.S.?"
"Soon, I think" replied Ron.
So the trio split, Hermione to Arthimacy and Harry and Ron to Double Potions. Harry got there right before the late bell sounded.
"You're lucky, Potter, one more second and you would have been marked late" sneered Snape
"Yeah, I must be lucky" mumbled Harry as he took his seat next to Ron.
"Today, we will be starting a potion in which is advanced magic. The Polyjuice potion is where I person can transform into another by using one of his or hers hairs. It is a very complicated potion, so for those students who have problems," Snape stared at Harry and then passed his eyes onto Nevile who was shaking "I would hope that you would work extra hard or you will flunk this class."
Harry was going to have no problem with this potion. In his second year, he and Ron used the Polyjuice Potion to transform into Crabbe and Goyle so they could interrogate Malfoy. As Snape was going over the ingredients, Harry suddenly remembered he didn't give back Hermione's book. He'll give it to her later. So Harry and Ron started their potion making, it was deathly silent since everyone was terrified of Severus Snape.
Harry's Tranfiguration class wasn't hard either. They went over what Animagi is and how to do it. Harry knew this also because Sirius was an Animagus; he could transform into a black dog. So that class went by rather quick.
It was now time for Defense against the Dark Arts with Professor Brookings and the Slytherins. Harry sat in his seat next to Hermione and Ron. Professor Brookings was up at the board writing down notes. He suddenly turned and stared at the class.
"Welcome students, I am Professor Brookings" he said with a bow.
"Hello" replied the class.
As Professor Brookings came up from the bow, his and Harry's eyes met for a moment. Professor Brooking's eyes were gray and kind of mysterious, and Harry was a little creeped out by him. But the class went by smoothly. They copied notes about different kinds of spells, blocking, fighting etc . . .
"That wasn't that bad was it?" asked Ron as they headed toward the common room.
"There's something about him that's really familiar" said Hermione softly
"What?" asked Harry
"It seems that I saw him somewhere before, but I can't place him on my mind" said Hermione.
"It will come to you," said Ron. " Harry, we need to get ready for Qudditch practice tonight!"
"Alright. Oh yeah, Hermione, here's your book" said Harry handing her Hogwarts: A History.
"Thanks" she said taking the book from him "Oh, Harry, this is your letter, it's adressed to you" Hermione turned it upside down and screamed.
"HERMIONE! Whats wrong?" Harry yelled coming over to her. She pointed down to the letter that layed neatly on the floor.
Harry looked and saw the Dark Mark on the black envelope. He turned it rightside-up and saw that it was to him.
I actually got to update it before the Christmas Holiday, but this is it. So Happy Holiday's to everyone, but I'll try to update it ASAP. I'm sorry if you don't like to wait. ( Thanks!
