A/N: Hey all. Thanks for the reviews. I really enjoy them, (*hint, hint*). Wow. I have homework EVERY night! It's amazing I'm finding time to type this. I just talked to my new beta about some of my ideas, so I think things may go faster because I'm not criticizing every thing I write, about whether you guys will like it, or whatnot. So anywho… I'll let you read the story now.

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Disclaimer: I'm not JK. If I was I'd be getting my but in gear for book 6 NOT writing this!

Rating: G

Dedicated to: Kristen, my beautiful beta who loved this chapter, don't know why but she did! Hope you like it too.

Chapter 6: Moving In

Harry unpacked his thins slowly and put them away neatly. The last thing he needed was for his new students to come into his class on the first day of term and find it a mess. He didn't have much to do to the classroom its self really. All he did was unpack the two books he decided were required for the classes(A Guide to Wizard Self-protection, and Strategic Defense Charms, and Incantations. 2nd revised addition) and put them in a drawer in his desk.

He had also taken a few things 'Moody' had left behind, out of the closet, the foe glass, and sneekascope being only two of them. Harry then started on his office. He had known this office of six teachers (not having entered when Quirll occupied it.) [a/n: obviously I'm guessing about his 6th and 7th year. Lol]. Harry looked around, the room contained a desk, closet, numerous empty shelves on either side of the room, and a fire place. He located the remainder of his defense book, these he had had since his days if teaching D.A. in his with year. Harry had some sneaking suspicion that the D.A. had something to do with his becoming a teacher.

He placed his books on the shelves directly behind his desk, then did a vanishing charm on the rest. He didn't need those. He stocked his desk with parchment, and quills, as well as placing photos on the top. As he pulled the framed pictures one by one out of his trunk he looked at each one.

The first picture Harry pulled out was of he, Ron, and Hermione laughing it up on the lawns of Hogwarts in first year.

The second one he picked up was again of he, Ron, and Hermione in second year, the two of them were smiling and waving at him, but he, Harry looked rather worried. This had been during the time when most at Hogwarts thought he was seeing some monster on the muggle born students, petrifying them.

The next one Harry pulled out was a picture of his parents. He always loved this picture. His parents were holding him as a baby and laughing, and playing with him. This picture also saddened him. He was told by the picture taker, (who happened to be Remus Lupin) that this picture was taken the morning of the day his parents died. It pained him to think of how little time left his parents had to live after this was taken.

Harry decided to save the rest of his pictures for his living quarters. He snapped his trunk shut and levitated it through the door in his office that lead the his living quarters.

Harry was a little taken aback by the room. He expected to find a cold bare stone room with a bed, and maybe a sofa. But what Harry did find was good sized room with a fire already blazing in the fireplace. On the floor under his feet was a lavish rug, of scarlet and gold. Only the smallest rim of stone floor shown to the walls. This area was obviously a 'living room' so to speak. In front of the fire place was a large overstuffed scarlet sofa. Harry walked over to it and flopped down, on it. Next to the sofa, were to arm chairs identical to the sofa, facing inward toward each other, with autumns. In the middle of the furniture, was a mahogany coffee table. There were also tall windows of the closest side of  the room illuminating the room with natural light. Scattered around the room on the walls were portraits of…well. Harry didn't know.

Harry wondered where his bed was. He looked to the furthest wall from him seeing a door the same deep mahogany as the rest of the wood in the room, he walked through it and was met my a just as lavishly decorated room as before.

When he first entered the room he saw to his left a huge four poster bed, once again a deep mahogany with ornate carvings on the posts. A similar rug lay under his feet, and the hangings of his four poster were scarlet and velvet with gold trimmings. At the foot of his bed he saw a sofa identical to the one in the front room and in front of that was a fireplace, once again ablaze. On either side of the fireplace there were tall windows.

Harry looked to his right and saw open French doors, with flowy white sheer curtains leading to a balcony. This confused him. All his years at Hogwarts he never saw a single balcony off the side of the castle. Then he remembered where he was and thought his confusion, utterly stupid. He walked out on the balcony. It was a semi-circle, with a dining set, and yet another sofa. His balcony overlooked the Quidditch pitch, and Hagrid's house. Harry leaned over the marble railing (which happened to also have ornate carvings in it) and looked left. He saw balconies all the way down the row, same to his right, and down and below. He thought these must be invisible (or something) to the students, for he had never seen them. He realized that the balcony after the one directly to his left was Ginny's, as well as the one directly under his was Ron's, and the one to the left of his was Hermione's.

Harry walked back into his bedroom and on the opposite wall he saw three doors. Harry assumed one of these was a closet. So he went to his trunk and removed his cloths and robes, and picked the door on the left. As he opened the door he was a bathroom. It looked exactly like the prefect bathrooms from 4th year.

Harry went to the middle door, opened it, this defiantly wasn't a closet. What he did see was a set of stone steps leading downward. He turned around and placed this clothing down on the bed, and descended the staircase. He reached the bottom and found a door, he opened it and was met by a dark hall lit dimly by torches. There were doors all along this corridor, on both sides. Harry turned to face left and closed his door behind him. He looked at his door, and saw a small silver plaque on it that read:

Harry Potter

Defense Against the Dark Arts

Harry looked to his right and say a door labeled:

3rd Floor

Indeed all of the doors on Harry's left had the names of all of the teachers who resided on the 4th floor, and on his right side were doors leading to a similar corridor for the labeled floor. Harry walked a few feet to where a door read:

Ginny Weasley

Charms

Harry went to turn the doorknob, but was met only by a locked door. He could have easily used Alohamora on it but decided if she wanted it locked it was for good reason. This locked door, made Harry worry about Ginny once again. Why didn't she want people to help her? Was there anything to help with? He pushed the thought out of his mind (with some difficulty) and walked to the door labeled "3rd Floor", to find Ron and Hermione.

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A/n: ok yeah, yeah, it took a really long time, for a really boring chapter. I'm really sorry if you found it boring, but I had a very vivid idea of what these rooms look like, and I had put it down on paper. I just HAD to convey what I was seeing in my head. I will not blame any of you who flame me. I really don't care. Just don't give up on reading the story! I PROMISE chapter 7 will be soooo… good!!!!! PLEASE REVIEW!!!! And be nice! *wince*