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The next morning, Harry was awoken by Ron jumping on his bed.
"Wake up, Harry! Let's go have breakfast!"
Harry groaned, and pulled the covers further over his head.
"Wake up, sleepy head," said Ron, as he pulled the covers off of Harry.
Harry immediatley sat up. "What did you do that for?" He asked groggily.
"To get you up," Ron said, "Hurry up and get dressed so we can meet Hermione down in the common room."
Harry reluctantly got up and started to get dressed slowly.
"C'mon, Harry, hurry!"
"How can you have this much energy at-" Harry looked at his watch, "7:30 in the morning?"
"I don't know."
Harry finally finished getting dressed (with Ron telling him to hurry every few seconds) and he and Ron headed down stairs, where he noticed Hermione sitting in a chair, her back to the stairway on which Harry and Ron were standing.
Ron held his finger to his lips, and Harry, taking the hint, kept quiet. Ron crept up to the chair that Hermione was sitting in, put his hands on the back of the chair, and said suddenly, "Good morning, Hermione!"
Hermione jumped up from her seat and turned around. "Ron!" she said loudly, "Don't do that!"
"Sorry, Hermione," said Ron, as Harry started sniggering. "Harry, what are you doing?"
Harry immediatley stopped sniggering. "Nothing," he said. "Well, shall we go down to breakfast?"
When Harry, Ron, and Hermione had reached the Great Hall, Harry looked up at the ceiling, which this morning was a dull, cloudy grey, with just a little touch of sunshine. He sighed.
"Harry?" said Hermione, as they sat down and started putting food on their plates, "Is everything all right?"
"Yeah," said Harry, who immediatley started eating his breakfast, which consisted of scrambled eggs in the shape of Dobby for some odd reason, and some toast.
When Harry, Ron, and Hermione were about half way through their breakfasts, when Professor McGonagall started handing out course scedueles to the students. When she had given Harry his course scheduele, she opened her mouth to say something.
"Mr. Potter?"
"Yes?" Harry answered.
"I have some good news for you. You are again the seeker for the Gryffindor quidditch team, and you are the captain."
Ron and Harry dropped their forks and opened their mouths in surprise. Ron still had food in his mouth, so Hermione closed his mouth for him.
"Really? I'm back on the team?" Harry said excitedly, "And I'm the captain?"
"Yes, and I have already told the rest of the team this. I've already reserved a spot for you on the quidditch field tomorrow so you can hold tryouts for the Beaters, and the Chasers positons."
"Ok, well, thank you," said Harry.
"You're welcome, Mr. Potter," said Professor Mc Gonagall. She then left to hand out more course scedueles.
"Did you hear that?" asked Harry disbelievingly.
"Good for you, Harry!"
"Yeah, good going, mate!" said Ron.
Hermione was about to say something, but didn't, because the bell to signal classes just rang.
"Harry Harry," said Ron, as he, Harry, and Hermione headed out of the Great Hall.
"Yeah?"
"Do you have potions next?"
Harry checked his scheduele. "Yeah," he said, "How about you Hermione?"
"Yes, I do have potions next," she said.
"Well, at least we're all in it together," said Ron gloomily.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione headed towards the Potions classroom, which was in the dungeons.
Potions class was pretty bearable. All they were asked to brew was a simple potion that could change your voice. (Ron drank some of his potion, and turned his voice to that of Snapes' mom. "Clean your room!" he said, which resulted in 50 points getting taken away from Gryffindor)
When the bell rang to signal the end of Potions, Harry, Ron and Hermione headed to Defense against the Dark Arts, which, unfortunatley for them, they had with the Slytherins.
"We have to suffer enough in Potions, so why do they make us suffer even more by making us have another class with the Slytherins?" Ron said as he, Harry, and Hermione walked into the DADA class room.
"That I do not know, Mr. Weasley."
"Good morning, Professor," said Harry.
"Good morning, Harry, Ron, Hermione," said Professor Lupin, and as Harry sat down in a desk next to Ron and Hermione.
When Harry had sat down, the bell rang right as Malfoy walked in the class room, and as he walked by Ron, Harry, and Hermione, he said under his breath, "Good morning, Potter, Weasle, Mudblood."
"DON'T CALL HER A MUDBLOOD!" Ron yelled, getting up out of his seat and pointing his wand at Malfoy. The class fell silent.
"Ron, sit back down in your desk." said Professor Lupin, "And Mr. Malfoy, I advise you not to go calling people names like that. Ten points will be taken from Slytherin."
"But Professor!" Malfoy complained.
"Sit down in your seat, Mr. Malfoy," said Professor Lupin. Malfoy reluctantly obeyed.
"Now," said Professor Lupin, "welcome to Advanced Defense against the Dark Arts. First of all, we will be doing some reviewing of what you learned while you were here at Hogwarts, with the exception of last year. The first thing that we will be reviewing is how to handle a boggart." At this he smiled, and Harry know it was because of the time in third year when the boggart-Snape had been dressed up like Neville's grandmother. "You can put your books away," Malfow put his book away, "and come to the front of the classroom."
When the class had come to the front of the room, Professor Lupin, with a wave of his wand, made all the desks, save for one, disappear. On the desk that didn't disappear, Professor Lupin put his briefcase on.
"I have a boggart in here," he said, "and when I give the word, I will open this, and as I call your name, I want you to come forward, and take your turn at the boggart. Now, just in case if you don't remember, think of something that you most fear, then thing of that same thing, but only something that makes it less fearful. Now when the boggart turns into the thing that you are most afraid of, say 'riddikulus', and the thing that you are afraid should be made less fearful. Are you ready to begin?" Everyone said yes.
Professor Lupin opened the briefcase, shouted for Ron to come forward, and stepped away. When Ron went up to the the boggart, it changed into a giant spider, and Harry was unpleasantly reminded of Aragog. Ron shouted 'riddikulus', and the spider lost all of its legs, and turned into a fluffy pink spider head.
Professor Lupin called up another student, and another, until the only people who hadn't tackled the boggart were Malfoy and Harry.
"All right, Mr. Malfoy, you go up," said Professor Lupin.
Malfoy threw a dirty look at the Professor, and stepped up to the boggart, which changed into...a spider. Some of the Gryffindors laughed, but Professor Lupin told them to settle down. Malfoy pointed his wand at the spider, and it lost it's head and it's legs tumbled to the ground. Ron gave an involuntary shudder.
Finally it was Harry's turn to go up. The boggart turned into a dementor as usual, and Harry felt the familiar cold sensation. Harry pointed his wand at the boggart-dementor, said 'riddikulus', and the boggart-dementor was suddenly dressed in a pink tu-tu, and it started tap dancing. The class exploded with laughter, and even Malfoy was laughing. The dementor finally disappeared because of the laughter with a pop, and Professor Lupin spoke up.
"Very good, Harry," he said, "Class dismissed!" As the class was filing out, Professor Lupin restored the desks with a wave of his wand.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione headed towards the Great Hall for lunch, and when they had reached the doors, Mark caught up with them.
"Hey, Mark, what's up?" said Harry, as they sat down at the Gryffindor table. "How was your first day here?"
"It was great!," Mark replied, piling as much food on his plate as Ron (which was quite a lot).
"Which classes did you have?" Hermione asked
"Herbology and Flying." Mark replied, and as he said this, Luna Lovegood joined the table.
"Hello, everyone," she said dreamily, looking at Harry.
"Hello Luna," said Harry, "This is Mark, by the way," he added.
"Hi," said Mark.
Luna grabbed a plate and put some food on it. "How was your summer, Harry?"
Harry sighed. Where to begin? "It was ok," he said, "it could've have been better."
"Are you still upset about Sirius?" she asked with concern.
"Yes," Harry said quietly, then because he didn't want to talk about Sirius anymore, because it gave him too much pain, he asked Luna a question. "How was your summer?" he asked, "Did you find that crumple-horned snorkack?"
"No. But we looked everywhere. Daddy was disappointed, but we're going to look for it again during Christmas break." Luna said.
"Well, that's good," said Harry, but then he paused, because he saw a cloaked figure walk past the Great Hall. He was the only one that noticed this, and so he got up and headed out of the Hall.
"Hey, Harry, where are going?" Ron and Luna said. Harry ignored them, but kept right on walking.
When Harry had gone out of the hall, he again saw the cloaked figure at the top of the grand marble staircase, so he quickly ran up the stairs, and followed the cloaked figure down a hallway. Then the cloaked figure stopped. So did Harry.
Harry saw the cloaked figure go through a tapestry that he had never before noticed until now, and when the cloaked figure had gone through, Harry went up to the tapestry, lifted it, and found himself in a dark, narrow stone hallway, with no windows, and no sign of the cloaked figure. Harry proceeded along the hallway, stopping every now and then to listen. He had a funny feeling that someone was following him.
Harry shook of the feeling, and proceeded down the hallway. When he had reached the end of it, he saw a door. Harry had his hand on the door knob, and he was about to turn it, when all of a sudden he heard someone behind him. He was about to turn around, but didn't get the chance to because something hit him on the head, and he blacked out.
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Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter
The next morning, Harry was awoken by Ron jumping on his bed.
"Wake up, Harry! Let's go have breakfast!"
Harry groaned, and pulled the covers further over his head.
"Wake up, sleepy head," said Ron, as he pulled the covers off of Harry.
Harry immediatley sat up. "What did you do that for?" He asked groggily.
"To get you up," Ron said, "Hurry up and get dressed so we can meet Hermione down in the common room."
Harry reluctantly got up and started to get dressed slowly.
"C'mon, Harry, hurry!"
"How can you have this much energy at-" Harry looked at his watch, "7:30 in the morning?"
"I don't know."
Harry finally finished getting dressed (with Ron telling him to hurry every few seconds) and he and Ron headed down stairs, where he noticed Hermione sitting in a chair, her back to the stairway on which Harry and Ron were standing.
Ron held his finger to his lips, and Harry, taking the hint, kept quiet. Ron crept up to the chair that Hermione was sitting in, put his hands on the back of the chair, and said suddenly, "Good morning, Hermione!"
Hermione jumped up from her seat and turned around. "Ron!" she said loudly, "Don't do that!"
"Sorry, Hermione," said Ron, as Harry started sniggering. "Harry, what are you doing?"
Harry immediatley stopped sniggering. "Nothing," he said. "Well, shall we go down to breakfast?"
When Harry, Ron, and Hermione had reached the Great Hall, Harry looked up at the ceiling, which this morning was a dull, cloudy grey, with just a little touch of sunshine. He sighed.
"Harry?" said Hermione, as they sat down and started putting food on their plates, "Is everything all right?"
"Yeah," said Harry, who immediatley started eating his breakfast, which consisted of scrambled eggs in the shape of Dobby for some odd reason, and some toast.
When Harry, Ron, and Hermione were about half way through their breakfasts, when Professor McGonagall started handing out course scedueles to the students. When she had given Harry his course scheduele, she opened her mouth to say something.
"Mr. Potter?"
"Yes?" Harry answered.
"I have some good news for you. You are again the seeker for the Gryffindor quidditch team, and you are the captain."
Ron and Harry dropped their forks and opened their mouths in surprise. Ron still had food in his mouth, so Hermione closed his mouth for him.
"Really? I'm back on the team?" Harry said excitedly, "And I'm the captain?"
"Yes, and I have already told the rest of the team this. I've already reserved a spot for you on the quidditch field tomorrow so you can hold tryouts for the Beaters, and the Chasers positons."
"Ok, well, thank you," said Harry.
"You're welcome, Mr. Potter," said Professor Mc Gonagall. She then left to hand out more course scedueles.
"Did you hear that?" asked Harry disbelievingly.
"Good for you, Harry!"
"Yeah, good going, mate!" said Ron.
Hermione was about to say something, but didn't, because the bell to signal classes just rang.
"Harry Harry," said Ron, as he, Harry, and Hermione headed out of the Great Hall.
"Yeah?"
"Do you have potions next?"
Harry checked his scheduele. "Yeah," he said, "How about you Hermione?"
"Yes, I do have potions next," she said.
"Well, at least we're all in it together," said Ron gloomily.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione headed towards the Potions classroom, which was in the dungeons.
Potions class was pretty bearable. All they were asked to brew was a simple potion that could change your voice. (Ron drank some of his potion, and turned his voice to that of Snapes' mom. "Clean your room!" he said, which resulted in 50 points getting taken away from Gryffindor)
When the bell rang to signal the end of Potions, Harry, Ron and Hermione headed to Defense against the Dark Arts, which, unfortunatley for them, they had with the Slytherins.
"We have to suffer enough in Potions, so why do they make us suffer even more by making us have another class with the Slytherins?" Ron said as he, Harry, and Hermione walked into the DADA class room.
"That I do not know, Mr. Weasley."
"Good morning, Professor," said Harry.
"Good morning, Harry, Ron, Hermione," said Professor Lupin, and as Harry sat down in a desk next to Ron and Hermione.
When Harry had sat down, the bell rang right as Malfoy walked in the class room, and as he walked by Ron, Harry, and Hermione, he said under his breath, "Good morning, Potter, Weasle, Mudblood."
"DON'T CALL HER A MUDBLOOD!" Ron yelled, getting up out of his seat and pointing his wand at Malfoy. The class fell silent.
"Ron, sit back down in your desk." said Professor Lupin, "And Mr. Malfoy, I advise you not to go calling people names like that. Ten points will be taken from Slytherin."
"But Professor!" Malfoy complained.
"Sit down in your seat, Mr. Malfoy," said Professor Lupin. Malfoy reluctantly obeyed.
"Now," said Professor Lupin, "welcome to Advanced Defense against the Dark Arts. First of all, we will be doing some reviewing of what you learned while you were here at Hogwarts, with the exception of last year. The first thing that we will be reviewing is how to handle a boggart." At this he smiled, and Harry know it was because of the time in third year when the boggart-Snape had been dressed up like Neville's grandmother. "You can put your books away," Malfow put his book away, "and come to the front of the classroom."
When the class had come to the front of the room, Professor Lupin, with a wave of his wand, made all the desks, save for one, disappear. On the desk that didn't disappear, Professor Lupin put his briefcase on.
"I have a boggart in here," he said, "and when I give the word, I will open this, and as I call your name, I want you to come forward, and take your turn at the boggart. Now, just in case if you don't remember, think of something that you most fear, then thing of that same thing, but only something that makes it less fearful. Now when the boggart turns into the thing that you are most afraid of, say 'riddikulus', and the thing that you are afraid should be made less fearful. Are you ready to begin?" Everyone said yes.
Professor Lupin opened the briefcase, shouted for Ron to come forward, and stepped away. When Ron went up to the the boggart, it changed into a giant spider, and Harry was unpleasantly reminded of Aragog. Ron shouted 'riddikulus', and the spider lost all of its legs, and turned into a fluffy pink spider head.
Professor Lupin called up another student, and another, until the only people who hadn't tackled the boggart were Malfoy and Harry.
"All right, Mr. Malfoy, you go up," said Professor Lupin.
Malfoy threw a dirty look at the Professor, and stepped up to the boggart, which changed into...a spider. Some of the Gryffindors laughed, but Professor Lupin told them to settle down. Malfoy pointed his wand at the spider, and it lost it's head and it's legs tumbled to the ground. Ron gave an involuntary shudder.
Finally it was Harry's turn to go up. The boggart turned into a dementor as usual, and Harry felt the familiar cold sensation. Harry pointed his wand at the boggart-dementor, said 'riddikulus', and the boggart-dementor was suddenly dressed in a pink tu-tu, and it started tap dancing. The class exploded with laughter, and even Malfoy was laughing. The dementor finally disappeared because of the laughter with a pop, and Professor Lupin spoke up.
"Very good, Harry," he said, "Class dismissed!" As the class was filing out, Professor Lupin restored the desks with a wave of his wand.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione headed towards the Great Hall for lunch, and when they had reached the doors, Mark caught up with them.
"Hey, Mark, what's up?" said Harry, as they sat down at the Gryffindor table. "How was your first day here?"
"It was great!," Mark replied, piling as much food on his plate as Ron (which was quite a lot).
"Which classes did you have?" Hermione asked
"Herbology and Flying." Mark replied, and as he said this, Luna Lovegood joined the table.
"Hello, everyone," she said dreamily, looking at Harry.
"Hello Luna," said Harry, "This is Mark, by the way," he added.
"Hi," said Mark.
Luna grabbed a plate and put some food on it. "How was your summer, Harry?"
Harry sighed. Where to begin? "It was ok," he said, "it could've have been better."
"Are you still upset about Sirius?" she asked with concern.
"Yes," Harry said quietly, then because he didn't want to talk about Sirius anymore, because it gave him too much pain, he asked Luna a question. "How was your summer?" he asked, "Did you find that crumple-horned snorkack?"
"No. But we looked everywhere. Daddy was disappointed, but we're going to look for it again during Christmas break." Luna said.
"Well, that's good," said Harry, but then he paused, because he saw a cloaked figure walk past the Great Hall. He was the only one that noticed this, and so he got up and headed out of the Hall.
"Hey, Harry, where are going?" Ron and Luna said. Harry ignored them, but kept right on walking.
When Harry had gone out of the hall, he again saw the cloaked figure at the top of the grand marble staircase, so he quickly ran up the stairs, and followed the cloaked figure down a hallway. Then the cloaked figure stopped. So did Harry.
Harry saw the cloaked figure go through a tapestry that he had never before noticed until now, and when the cloaked figure had gone through, Harry went up to the tapestry, lifted it, and found himself in a dark, narrow stone hallway, with no windows, and no sign of the cloaked figure. Harry proceeded along the hallway, stopping every now and then to listen. He had a funny feeling that someone was following him.
Harry shook of the feeling, and proceeded down the hallway. When he had reached the end of it, he saw a door. Harry had his hand on the door knob, and he was about to turn it, when all of a sudden he heard someone behind him. He was about to turn around, but didn't get the chance to because something hit him on the head, and he blacked out.
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