It's Not Safe Anymore
Author: Curi0uS
Disclaimer: unfortunately to me I do not own Harry Potter or the characters in that brilliant book
A/N: This is my first ever attempt on writing fan fiction. Please be nice and I accept any kind of criticism. I know I'm no JK Rowling but please R+R!
Harry, Ron and Hermione were doing their potions homework by the fire in the Gryffindor common room. After about an hour or two Ron asked Hermione for help.
'Seriously Ron do you not listen in class? Professor Snape told us everything at that period of time when you obviously had been zoning out probably thinking about Quidditch,' said an exasperated Hermione.
'Well I'm sorry that I'm not as perfect as you miss know-it-all!' retorted Ron sarcastically. 'And Quidditch is not the only thing I think about!' he said as an afterthought obviously fighting back the blush that was forming at the tip of his ears.
'YOU TAKE THAT BACK!!'
'AND WHAT IF I WON'T?!'
'RON! WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE SO INSENITIVE?'
'Will you two STOP BICKERING?!' cried Harry, 'It's bad enough that Snape gave us tons of homework on the first day of the bloody school year!' and with that Harry stormed off into his thankfully empty dormitory.
Harry sat down on his four-poster bed and put his head in his hands. That summer had not been any better than the last. His thirst for information had built up during his time at Privet Drive and everyone had still been sending cryptic messages to him and he had once again been worrying about when Voldermort was going to attack and that, of course, always made his temper come near to the surface. Going to Number twelve Grimmauld Place was painful to Harry. All the memories of Sirius were still hanging around. Harry felt a warm tear slide down his face onto the palm of his hand. He had been thinking of Sirius every hour after that night at the Department of Mysteries. The only person he had left was Lupin and he was always busy with the Order and all.
Harry then heard the sound of footsteps approaching his dormitory door.
'Harry mate? You still awake?' came Ron's voice with a hint of worry in his voice.
'Yeah. Unfortunately.'
'Well Hermione and I have made up and she told me to tell you,' at this Harry looked up at him, 'to stop taking your temper out on us' Ron said rather quickly.
'I'm not-' began Harry but Ron cut him off.
'I'm just passing on the message as usual mate.'
Harry just looked at him and shook his head and told him that he was going to sleep.
***
The next morning at the Great Hall Harry noticed that Dumbledore had not introduced a new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher the previous night. He looked up at the High Table and saw no new teachers.
'Who do you reckon the new Defence teacher is?' Hermione asked following his gaze towards the High Table.
Harry remained silent for awhile and then Hermione said, 'Obviously Dumbledore has a good reason for this Harry.'
'Yeah. Right of course.' Though he didn't sound convinced.
'Lets go to Hagrid's later. He might know.'
The rest of the day went pretty well. Harry had done well for his OWLs. He had gotten E's for Potions, Transfiguration and Charms, O's for Herbology and Defence Against the Dark Arts, an A for Care for Magical Creatures and not surprisingly F's for Divination and History of Magic.
Harry was waiting outside the Potions dungeon when Malfoy said, 'It's not surprising, you know, that one of these days Hogwarts will be attacked by the Dark Lord. It's a good thing my dad is on his good side.'
'Yeah well it's too bad that your dad is in Azkaban. I see that you are obviously not ashamed that your dad is, in fact, a Death Eater.'
'And why should I be ashamed Potter? If you all get killed one of these days I will be alive spitting on all your graves.'
Just then the dungeon door opened and, as always, the Gryffindors and Slytherins entered.
***
That afternoon Harry, Ron and Hermione made their way to Hagrid's hut.
'Hagrid? Are you there?' said Hermione after Harry knocked.
They then heard Fang barking wildly and their half-giant friend opened the door, smiling, and let them in.
'Hey there yeh three. Wha's on yeh minds?'
'What makes you think that we have something on our minds?' asked Ron.
'Well yeh always come when yeh have sum'n ter ask.'
'Hagrid! How could you think that we come to you for information only?' said Ron with mock surprise. 'Nah I'm kidding. We just came to say hello.'
'By the way Hagrid, why is there no Defence teacher this year? Who's gonna teach us?' asked Harry.
'Well how shu'd I know? I don't know evr'y thing tha's under Dumbeldore's wizard hat.'
'Right Hagrid. We believe you. I think we have to go now. Its almost dark outside.' Said Hermione.
'Righ' yeh three shu'd be goin' now.'
'Goodbye Hagrid. We'll see you tomorrow.' Said Harry noting the hint of disappointment in Hagrid's voice.
***
Harry, Ron and Hermione then their way up to Gryffindor Tower. They stopped in front of the Fat Lady and Hermione said, 'Chamaltrey. I swear I have no idea what Dumbledore thinks when he makes up the passwords!' and they clambered in one by one into Gryffindor Tower.
It was far too early to go to bed and they had finished all their homework already. Ron had challenged Hermione to a game of Wizards Chess and Harry was left to look out the dark window.
'Hey guys,' said Harry alerting his two best friends while pointing out the window, 'what or who is that?'
A/N: Review people! I will write more.
Author: Curi0uS
Disclaimer: unfortunately to me I do not own Harry Potter or the characters in that brilliant book
A/N: This is my first ever attempt on writing fan fiction. Please be nice and I accept any kind of criticism. I know I'm no JK Rowling but please R+R!
Harry, Ron and Hermione were doing their potions homework by the fire in the Gryffindor common room. After about an hour or two Ron asked Hermione for help.
'Seriously Ron do you not listen in class? Professor Snape told us everything at that period of time when you obviously had been zoning out probably thinking about Quidditch,' said an exasperated Hermione.
'Well I'm sorry that I'm not as perfect as you miss know-it-all!' retorted Ron sarcastically. 'And Quidditch is not the only thing I think about!' he said as an afterthought obviously fighting back the blush that was forming at the tip of his ears.
'YOU TAKE THAT BACK!!'
'AND WHAT IF I WON'T?!'
'RON! WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE SO INSENITIVE?'
'Will you two STOP BICKERING?!' cried Harry, 'It's bad enough that Snape gave us tons of homework on the first day of the bloody school year!' and with that Harry stormed off into his thankfully empty dormitory.
Harry sat down on his four-poster bed and put his head in his hands. That summer had not been any better than the last. His thirst for information had built up during his time at Privet Drive and everyone had still been sending cryptic messages to him and he had once again been worrying about when Voldermort was going to attack and that, of course, always made his temper come near to the surface. Going to Number twelve Grimmauld Place was painful to Harry. All the memories of Sirius were still hanging around. Harry felt a warm tear slide down his face onto the palm of his hand. He had been thinking of Sirius every hour after that night at the Department of Mysteries. The only person he had left was Lupin and he was always busy with the Order and all.
Harry then heard the sound of footsteps approaching his dormitory door.
'Harry mate? You still awake?' came Ron's voice with a hint of worry in his voice.
'Yeah. Unfortunately.'
'Well Hermione and I have made up and she told me to tell you,' at this Harry looked up at him, 'to stop taking your temper out on us' Ron said rather quickly.
'I'm not-' began Harry but Ron cut him off.
'I'm just passing on the message as usual mate.'
Harry just looked at him and shook his head and told him that he was going to sleep.
***
The next morning at the Great Hall Harry noticed that Dumbledore had not introduced a new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher the previous night. He looked up at the High Table and saw no new teachers.
'Who do you reckon the new Defence teacher is?' Hermione asked following his gaze towards the High Table.
Harry remained silent for awhile and then Hermione said, 'Obviously Dumbledore has a good reason for this Harry.'
'Yeah. Right of course.' Though he didn't sound convinced.
'Lets go to Hagrid's later. He might know.'
The rest of the day went pretty well. Harry had done well for his OWLs. He had gotten E's for Potions, Transfiguration and Charms, O's for Herbology and Defence Against the Dark Arts, an A for Care for Magical Creatures and not surprisingly F's for Divination and History of Magic.
Harry was waiting outside the Potions dungeon when Malfoy said, 'It's not surprising, you know, that one of these days Hogwarts will be attacked by the Dark Lord. It's a good thing my dad is on his good side.'
'Yeah well it's too bad that your dad is in Azkaban. I see that you are obviously not ashamed that your dad is, in fact, a Death Eater.'
'And why should I be ashamed Potter? If you all get killed one of these days I will be alive spitting on all your graves.'
Just then the dungeon door opened and, as always, the Gryffindors and Slytherins entered.
***
That afternoon Harry, Ron and Hermione made their way to Hagrid's hut.
'Hagrid? Are you there?' said Hermione after Harry knocked.
They then heard Fang barking wildly and their half-giant friend opened the door, smiling, and let them in.
'Hey there yeh three. Wha's on yeh minds?'
'What makes you think that we have something on our minds?' asked Ron.
'Well yeh always come when yeh have sum'n ter ask.'
'Hagrid! How could you think that we come to you for information only?' said Ron with mock surprise. 'Nah I'm kidding. We just came to say hello.'
'By the way Hagrid, why is there no Defence teacher this year? Who's gonna teach us?' asked Harry.
'Well how shu'd I know? I don't know evr'y thing tha's under Dumbeldore's wizard hat.'
'Right Hagrid. We believe you. I think we have to go now. Its almost dark outside.' Said Hermione.
'Righ' yeh three shu'd be goin' now.'
'Goodbye Hagrid. We'll see you tomorrow.' Said Harry noting the hint of disappointment in Hagrid's voice.
***
Harry, Ron and Hermione then their way up to Gryffindor Tower. They stopped in front of the Fat Lady and Hermione said, 'Chamaltrey. I swear I have no idea what Dumbledore thinks when he makes up the passwords!' and they clambered in one by one into Gryffindor Tower.
It was far too early to go to bed and they had finished all their homework already. Ron had challenged Hermione to a game of Wizards Chess and Harry was left to look out the dark window.
'Hey guys,' said Harry alerting his two best friends while pointing out the window, 'what or who is that?'
A/N: Review people! I will write more.