Part Three:
Ron kept grumbling over and over about Hermione. "I don't understand it. SHE was the one who said she was crazy last year."
"Ron, maybe Hermione and Luna really do have a lot in common. It's not that bad that they're friends." said harry.
"Yes it is! What if she stops hanging around with us?"
Harry gave Ron a look as they sat down at the Gryffindor table. Hermione sat on the other side of Harry. Ron made a weird grunting noise, and harry looked at him.
"Ron, are you ok?"
"Yeah, I'm just fine." Ron grumbled.
Harry didn't like the sudden change in his too best friends. Maybe Ron was right. What if Hermione spread apart from them?
"Welcome to another year at Hogwarts!" said Dumbledore after the Sorting. He stood up and began his usual speech.
"Before we begin the feast, I have another few words to say. I'd like you all to welcome our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor- Where is she?" Dumbledore stopped in mid-sentence, looking around the hall.
A buzz started going around the hall as all the students started talking and whispering about the new DADA teacher. Dumbledore stepped down from the teacher's table and was heading towards the doors when they suddenly opened.
"Ah, there she is." they heard Dumbledore say.
Most of the students gasped. A young woman stepped into the Great Hall. She had long, silvery, blonde hair, and she wore very fancy looking robes.
"Fluer......" Ron whispered, his eyes wide open and staring at the young veela. Harry heard Hermione sigh angrily and mutter, "Honestly! What are they thinking, bringing HER in as a teacher? How do they expect any of the boys to pay attention?"
Now Hermione was in a bad mood and Ron was in dreamland. Harry sighed, and watched Fluer walk across the hall to the teachers table. "I'm sorry I'm late, Dumblore." Fluer had done very well learning her English.
"Don't even think of it. Come join us for the feast." Dumbledore answered her.
The Great Hall seemed to be dead silent as Fluer sat down. "Let the feast begin!" said Dumbledore.
Harry heard a usual bewilderment sounds from the first years as the food suddenly appeared onto their plates. The ghosts flew around the hall, giving everyone something to gasp and point too.
"So, Harry, how was your summer?" asked Neville.
Harry hesitated. "Interesting."
"No more attacking Dementors, I hope."
"I...I spent most of the summer at the Weasleys." said Harry awkwardly.
"Not much of a surprise, mate." said Seamus Finnigan. "Do you always spent summer over there?"
Harry shrugged. "Yeah."
"I bet Granger has a nice time over there, don't you, mate?"
Hermione's face suddenly burned. "What is that supposed to mean?"
Seamus just shrugged. "You and Weasley would make an interesting couple, eh, don't you agree, Potter?"
Hermione seemed embarrassed, but she didn't say anything. Ron, of course, wasn't listening.
A lot of the boys were looking over at the Teacher's table. Some of them were even discussing about bringing her a present during classes tomorrow. Hermione scowled again.
"What a waste of time." she muttered.
*
That night Harry had another dream repeating what Dumbledore had shown him. Harry must have been either crying, yelling, or turning a lot in his sleep, because Ron woke him up.
"Are you ok, mate?" he asked, looking worried.
Harry, breathing fast, answered, "Yeah....I'm just fine......"
Ron sat down on the end of Harry's bed. "You were dreaming about your parents again, weren't you?"
Harry looked around his room. "Yeah, I guess."
Ron looked around the room, as if he was trying to see if everyone was really asleep. Then he whispered, "I've been wanting to ask you this for a long time...." he hesitated. "What was it like?"
"What was what like?"
Ron hesitated again. "Seeing......seeing everything over again."
Harry understood what Ron was trying to ask. "It was scary, Ron. Scary."
Ron nodded, and headed back to him own bed.
*
Then next morning they all looked at their schedules.
"Bloody h*ll, we have Defense Against the dark Arts first!" said Ron when he took a look at his schedule.
"So?" said Hermione, coming out from behind her Standard Book of Spells Grade 6.
"So? SO? We'll be the first to see hoe Fluer teaches." said Ron, saying Fluer's name in a very poetic way that made Harry cringe. Ron was never that good with poetry.
"For heaven's sake, Ron, she's a teacher! She'll probably be just like the rest of them." Hermione scowled.
"She better not be." said Ron, scowling at Hermione.
"And why not?" Hermione closed her book with a snap.
"Because if she is, she'll probably end up getting killed or something!"
"Then you can go save her and gain 100 points for Gryffindor and everyone will be singing 'Weasley Is Our King' again." Hermione yelled. Ron gasped at her. Harry was used to them fighting, and he knew they'd probably make up sooner or later.
They didn't make up by Defense Against The Dark Arts. On their way up the stairs neither of them said a word to each other and when they got into the classroom they both rushed to one of the only two people groups tables that had been set up. They both sat down at the same time.
"Get out of that seat that's Harry's seat." Ron said rudely.
"No, THAT'S Harry's seat." Hermione said, pointing to Ron's seat.
"No, that's Mr. Potter's seat." said Fluer, pointing to a chair next to Neville. Ron groaned.
"Now, without further interruptions, we shall start this class. I assume you all remember me from your fourth year, as one of the champions picked out of the Goblet of Fire."
Many of the boys nodded, but they didn't seem like they were listening.
"Then I was a friend. Now I am your teacher, and I expect you to treat me that way." she said. "Now, today I'm just going to focus on getting to know you better. I haven't been here for a year, so I'd be very glad to hear some things about yourself. Why don't we begin with the first group."
After a few seconds Ron and Hermione realized they were the first group.
"I....uh......." Ron and Hermione said at the same time.
"I'm Hermione Granger and I'm........" Hermione began.
"She's a bookworm, bossy, and too smart for her own good. Come on it doesn't take that long." Ron said angrily.
"Ron, I only started talking 5 seconds ago!" said Hermione angrily. Some people were sniggering.
"It's all right Miss Granger. Go on." said Fluer, giving Ron a look. The veela didn't seem to have an effect on Ron at that moment.
"I.....I think he said everything all ready." she said, blushing more and more by the minute.
"All right, then he can say a few words about himself." she said.
"I'm Ron Weasley, I'm Keeper for the Griffindor House Quidditch team, I'm a Chudley Cannons fan, and I'm Harry Potter's best friend." he said,
"Very interesting, Mr. Weasley. Next."
They went around the room to Neville, which said nearly a five paragraph essay about himself, and then it was Harry's turn.
"What about you, Mr. Potter?" said Fluer, sitting on one of the lonley chairs near his desk. Harry shrugged.
"Everyone seems to know about me all ready." he said.
"No, I'm sure there's things about you that a lot of people don't know."
Harry tried to think of something, but everyone seemed to know everything he thought of.
"There's things I don't know about you." she said.
"Well, I.....don't know." said Harry, getting a little embarrassed.
Then the bell rang. "Well, Mr. Potter, I guess you're off the hook." Fluer smiled at him, then returned to her desk
"You're so lucky, harry! Prof. Deacluer(is that how you spell her name?) smiled at you!" some of the boys were saying as they strode by. Harry didn't really think anything of it, but he didn't hear Hermione say anything about it.
On their way to their next class, they bumped into Luna.
"Hi Luna." said Hermione.
"Hi Hermione! Hi Harry. I Ron." Luna said, striding over to them. Harry noticed she stressed on the word Ron.
Ron just grunted.
"Hello." said Harry, returning a smile to Luna.
"Had a good Defense class?" Luna asked them.
"No." said Ron.
"It was ok." said Harry.
Luna smiled. 'Good." She said good in a dreamy way, then she drifted away.
Ron kept grumbling over and over about Hermione. "I don't understand it. SHE was the one who said she was crazy last year."
"Ron, maybe Hermione and Luna really do have a lot in common. It's not that bad that they're friends." said harry.
"Yes it is! What if she stops hanging around with us?"
Harry gave Ron a look as they sat down at the Gryffindor table. Hermione sat on the other side of Harry. Ron made a weird grunting noise, and harry looked at him.
"Ron, are you ok?"
"Yeah, I'm just fine." Ron grumbled.
Harry didn't like the sudden change in his too best friends. Maybe Ron was right. What if Hermione spread apart from them?
"Welcome to another year at Hogwarts!" said Dumbledore after the Sorting. He stood up and began his usual speech.
"Before we begin the feast, I have another few words to say. I'd like you all to welcome our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor- Where is she?" Dumbledore stopped in mid-sentence, looking around the hall.
A buzz started going around the hall as all the students started talking and whispering about the new DADA teacher. Dumbledore stepped down from the teacher's table and was heading towards the doors when they suddenly opened.
"Ah, there she is." they heard Dumbledore say.
Most of the students gasped. A young woman stepped into the Great Hall. She had long, silvery, blonde hair, and she wore very fancy looking robes.
"Fluer......" Ron whispered, his eyes wide open and staring at the young veela. Harry heard Hermione sigh angrily and mutter, "Honestly! What are they thinking, bringing HER in as a teacher? How do they expect any of the boys to pay attention?"
Now Hermione was in a bad mood and Ron was in dreamland. Harry sighed, and watched Fluer walk across the hall to the teachers table. "I'm sorry I'm late, Dumblore." Fluer had done very well learning her English.
"Don't even think of it. Come join us for the feast." Dumbledore answered her.
The Great Hall seemed to be dead silent as Fluer sat down. "Let the feast begin!" said Dumbledore.
Harry heard a usual bewilderment sounds from the first years as the food suddenly appeared onto their plates. The ghosts flew around the hall, giving everyone something to gasp and point too.
"So, Harry, how was your summer?" asked Neville.
Harry hesitated. "Interesting."
"No more attacking Dementors, I hope."
"I...I spent most of the summer at the Weasleys." said Harry awkwardly.
"Not much of a surprise, mate." said Seamus Finnigan. "Do you always spent summer over there?"
Harry shrugged. "Yeah."
"I bet Granger has a nice time over there, don't you, mate?"
Hermione's face suddenly burned. "What is that supposed to mean?"
Seamus just shrugged. "You and Weasley would make an interesting couple, eh, don't you agree, Potter?"
Hermione seemed embarrassed, but she didn't say anything. Ron, of course, wasn't listening.
A lot of the boys were looking over at the Teacher's table. Some of them were even discussing about bringing her a present during classes tomorrow. Hermione scowled again.
"What a waste of time." she muttered.
*
That night Harry had another dream repeating what Dumbledore had shown him. Harry must have been either crying, yelling, or turning a lot in his sleep, because Ron woke him up.
"Are you ok, mate?" he asked, looking worried.
Harry, breathing fast, answered, "Yeah....I'm just fine......"
Ron sat down on the end of Harry's bed. "You were dreaming about your parents again, weren't you?"
Harry looked around his room. "Yeah, I guess."
Ron looked around the room, as if he was trying to see if everyone was really asleep. Then he whispered, "I've been wanting to ask you this for a long time...." he hesitated. "What was it like?"
"What was what like?"
Ron hesitated again. "Seeing......seeing everything over again."
Harry understood what Ron was trying to ask. "It was scary, Ron. Scary."
Ron nodded, and headed back to him own bed.
*
Then next morning they all looked at their schedules.
"Bloody h*ll, we have Defense Against the dark Arts first!" said Ron when he took a look at his schedule.
"So?" said Hermione, coming out from behind her Standard Book of Spells Grade 6.
"So? SO? We'll be the first to see hoe Fluer teaches." said Ron, saying Fluer's name in a very poetic way that made Harry cringe. Ron was never that good with poetry.
"For heaven's sake, Ron, she's a teacher! She'll probably be just like the rest of them." Hermione scowled.
"She better not be." said Ron, scowling at Hermione.
"And why not?" Hermione closed her book with a snap.
"Because if she is, she'll probably end up getting killed or something!"
"Then you can go save her and gain 100 points for Gryffindor and everyone will be singing 'Weasley Is Our King' again." Hermione yelled. Ron gasped at her. Harry was used to them fighting, and he knew they'd probably make up sooner or later.
They didn't make up by Defense Against The Dark Arts. On their way up the stairs neither of them said a word to each other and when they got into the classroom they both rushed to one of the only two people groups tables that had been set up. They both sat down at the same time.
"Get out of that seat that's Harry's seat." Ron said rudely.
"No, THAT'S Harry's seat." Hermione said, pointing to Ron's seat.
"No, that's Mr. Potter's seat." said Fluer, pointing to a chair next to Neville. Ron groaned.
"Now, without further interruptions, we shall start this class. I assume you all remember me from your fourth year, as one of the champions picked out of the Goblet of Fire."
Many of the boys nodded, but they didn't seem like they were listening.
"Then I was a friend. Now I am your teacher, and I expect you to treat me that way." she said. "Now, today I'm just going to focus on getting to know you better. I haven't been here for a year, so I'd be very glad to hear some things about yourself. Why don't we begin with the first group."
After a few seconds Ron and Hermione realized they were the first group.
"I....uh......." Ron and Hermione said at the same time.
"I'm Hermione Granger and I'm........" Hermione began.
"She's a bookworm, bossy, and too smart for her own good. Come on it doesn't take that long." Ron said angrily.
"Ron, I only started talking 5 seconds ago!" said Hermione angrily. Some people were sniggering.
"It's all right Miss Granger. Go on." said Fluer, giving Ron a look. The veela didn't seem to have an effect on Ron at that moment.
"I.....I think he said everything all ready." she said, blushing more and more by the minute.
"All right, then he can say a few words about himself." she said.
"I'm Ron Weasley, I'm Keeper for the Griffindor House Quidditch team, I'm a Chudley Cannons fan, and I'm Harry Potter's best friend." he said,
"Very interesting, Mr. Weasley. Next."
They went around the room to Neville, which said nearly a five paragraph essay about himself, and then it was Harry's turn.
"What about you, Mr. Potter?" said Fluer, sitting on one of the lonley chairs near his desk. Harry shrugged.
"Everyone seems to know about me all ready." he said.
"No, I'm sure there's things about you that a lot of people don't know."
Harry tried to think of something, but everyone seemed to know everything he thought of.
"There's things I don't know about you." she said.
"Well, I.....don't know." said Harry, getting a little embarrassed.
Then the bell rang. "Well, Mr. Potter, I guess you're off the hook." Fluer smiled at him, then returned to her desk
"You're so lucky, harry! Prof. Deacluer(is that how you spell her name?) smiled at you!" some of the boys were saying as they strode by. Harry didn't really think anything of it, but he didn't hear Hermione say anything about it.
On their way to their next class, they bumped into Luna.
"Hi Luna." said Hermione.
"Hi Hermione! Hi Harry. I Ron." Luna said, striding over to them. Harry noticed she stressed on the word Ron.
Ron just grunted.
"Hello." said Harry, returning a smile to Luna.
"Had a good Defense class?" Luna asked them.
"No." said Ron.
"It was ok." said Harry.
Luna smiled. 'Good." She said good in a dreamy way, then she drifted away.
