Harry Potter and the Princesses for Magic

by Princess-Perfect

Two new students come to Hogwarts after the summer, Voldemort dies but it was not Harry who killed him, but if he's dead, who's continuing his work? A different sixth year for Harry. Now a complete story. BEWARE OF MARY SUE!

6. The Defense Against the Dark Arts Teache...

Harry Potter and the Princesses for Magic

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. I also don't really own another character, but I can't say who that character is because it'll ruin the surprise. Trust me, you'll never have guessed!!!!

Author's Note: Hey readers!!! I'm so happy you've gotten this far reading my stuff. As said before, I'm happy about EVERY REVIEW I GET!! SOOOO REVIEWWWW!!!!!!!! Anyway, we know that now in the school are Princesses Joy and Glory, Dumbledore's great-great-great-granddaughters. Oh, and Voldemort's dead. But just because Voldemort's dead, doesn't mean trouble's gone from Harry's life. DUndundaaaaa!!!!! In this chapter, Harry goes through his first day at Hogwarts AND the DADA teacher is revealed! Sorry I took so long to put up the new chapter: I've had a lot of stuff to do. NOW ENJOY!!!

Chapter 6

Defense Against the Dark Arts Teacher

Revealed

Harry woke up from a sad and sorrowful night as he wiped his wet face on the sleeve of his pajama-top. Harry got up and looked out the window; another beautiful day was upon him. He was quite eager to go downstairs, wanting to finally find out who the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher was going to be and what happened during the war.

He was the first one in his dormitory to rush downstairs for breakfast. He had gotten himself ready, packed his bag of books and school supplies and headed to the Great Hall for breakfast. There weren't many people in the Great Hall at that moment. He saw Princess Glory who was reading a book and surprisingly not eating very much, and was biting her fingernails just like on the train.

I guess that wasn't an act she did on the train of her being a nervous wreck, thought Harry. He ate his breakfast slowly and waited for his friends to come down. During that time, he saw Princess Glory's group enter the Great Hall and meet Princess Glory at the Ravenclaw table. She greeted them, but then sped off to the washroom. To Harry, it looked like she needed to barf.

After about half an hour, the majority of the students were in the Great Hall. Ron, Hermione and Joy had finally come down and sat next to Harry at the Gryffindor table (Princess Joy had put her hair in a long braid and was wearing pink diamond-stud earrings).

"Good morning, Harry!" said Joy cheerfully.

"Good morning," said Harry back. "Uh... Joy? I think your sister barfed before."

"Oh dear," she sighed. "She's acting up again. She's very tense and nervous, and when she gets nervous, she usually squeezes her hands, bites her nails and eventually throws up."

"I feel sorry for her," said Hermione. "I once had a bad stomach flu and I had to vomit every time I felt tense too. It must be awful!"

Before his friends even touched their food, they all heard a loud flapping sound. Harry had first thought it could have been the owls bringing them their mail, but it owl post didn't sound at all like that. The sound of owls fluttering their wings was a fluttery, gentle and numerous noise. This noise sounded like one pair of giant flapping wings. Suddenly, a huge hippogryph baring a crest and carrying a large leather pouch full of mail had flown through a window and landed right next to Princess Joy. Every single pair of eyes were turned to the large creature halted at Joy's side with fear and amazement (and a bit of confusion, of course, it's not every day you see a hippogryph fly into a large room).

"Well hello, Buttercup!" greeted Princess Joy to the hippogryph, not paying attention to all the eyes on her and the creature. "What do you have for me today?"

The hippogryph looked down at the pouch full of letters. She gently took them out of the pouch and laid them near her plate.

"Good hippogryph! Now, go to your stable. There's a big bowl of food waiting for you!"

The hippogryph leaped and took off. While it was flying out (as Harry and his friends, and basically everyone else in the Great Hall stared dumbfounded at the scene), another strange creature came in the Great Hall through a large opening near the ceiling. It was an enormous lion (as big as a hippogryph) with giant feathered, eagle/hippogryph-like wings and golden-coloured mane carrying a pouch like Princess Joy's pet and was wearing a crest as well. The creature landed near Princess Glory at the Ravenclaw table.

"What is that?" demanded Ron, who looked as if he had a million questions he wanted to have answered (actually, about everyone in the Great Hall looked that way).

"That's my sister's pet," stated Joy. "I have a hippogryph for my Hogwarts pet. My sister has a hippigryph for a Hogwarts pet. That's what her creature is called: a hippigryph. Its name is Tsarina."

"Tsarina, isn't that a female name?" asked Hermione.

"Yes, Tsarina's a female."

"But why does she have mane?"

"Oh, all hippigryphs have mane. If it has golden hair like that, then its a female. If it has chestnut hair, then its a male."

"Nice pets," said Harry, who was quite surprised that they were 'pets'. "Where'd you get them?"

"Nono Albus gave those pets to us on our 5th birthdays."

"You're allowed to have those for Hogwarts pets?"

"Of course! They're completely tame! They would never hurt someone, unless they were evil or bad."

"That means Snape and Malfoy will be attacked soon," remarked Ron.

"Let's see what I have for mail today," said Joy as she flipped through her mail. "Documents, documents, bills, letter from relatives, letter from parents and the Daily Prophet."

"Oh, I cannot wait to read all the articles about the war!" stated Hermione excitedly.

"I hear you!" said Ron.

"You mean you don't want to hear it from my sister and I first?" asked Joy. "I wanted you to hear it from me before you went off reading rumours."

"Then of course we won't read it then!" said Ron obeyingly. "If you want us to hear it from you, then so be it!"

By the sound of Ron's voice and how he immediately responded, it sounded as if he really liked Joy. Well that's obvious, thought Harry, who remembered yesterday at every reaction he gave to Joy.

"So Hermione, are you still going to read the Daily Prophet?" asked Joy.

"I think I'll read it," said Hermione, "just to be able to clarify rumours and such, and to ask more specific questions."

"All right," said Joy. "And you, Harry?"

"Actually I was waiting all summer for this-"

"You mean, you're going to read it?"

"Well-"

Harry paused in thought. He really didn't want to hurt Joy's feelings, though he really wanted to hear about the war. He was dying to know! But he also knew about the rumours the Daily Prophet wrote.... Then he saw the look on Ron's face, as if telling Harry to do what he had done.

"Fine," said Harry. "I won't read it. It's not like the paper'll be going anywhere."

"Oh thank you, Harry!" said Joy, as she gave him a big hug (which made Ron a bit jealous). "I really wanted to get your first impressions on everything."

"No problem," said Harry.

"Hmm... I wonder what's in the news today, other than the war."

Joy quickly skipped half of the newspaper and when she finally got to the pages NOT talking about the war, she skimmed through it quickly, but later her eyes were glued to this one article.

"What is it?" asked Harry.

"It says here a hypnotist was kidnapped," said Joy, not taking her eyes off the article. "He was a very famous one. That's strange."

"Oh look, there's Professor Dumbledore," stated Hermione.

Professor Dumebledore stood up from the head table, cleared his throat and started speaking.

"Good morning, everyone!" said Professor Dumebledore. "This is the first full day of classes this year. Yes, I know you are wondering who the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher is. Some of you may be surprised.

"I also suppose you know that my beautiful great-great-great-granddaughters have come here all the way from Italy, and that maybe you have met one of them so far."

He smiled at Princesses Joy and Glory and they smiled back (Joy with a huge smile and Glory with a small grin of course). Afterwards, he continued.

"However, they are not the only ones that have come here from a foreign country. Actually, they are not the only ones from Italy. Our new staff member is also from Italy. I would like you to meet our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Luigi!"

"Professor what?" questioned Harry.

Out the door came a tall Italian man with a big mustache and green cloak. Harry knew who he was: he was Luigi from the Mario Brothers.

"I know that guy!" said Harry to Ron. "He's the brother of Mario in those Nintendo games!"

"Nintendo games? What are you talking about?" asked Ron suspiciously. "He does have a brother name Mario, but they're both very, very famous Aurors from Italy. They're not from any Mindendo games."

"What?"

"You're both right," said Princess Joy. "He's an Auror in Italy, and he's the Deputy Headmaster of my old school. His brother and him run the school. He's also a Muggle video game. Once they got trapped in the Muggle Italy because a monster went into their world. They both saved a group of Muggles and those Muggles decided to make a video game after them."

"That's awesome!" said Ron. "But what are video games?"

Ron's question was left unanswered, as Professor Luigi went up to the front and bowed.

"Buongiorno! Buongiorno to you all!" he said happily and proudly. "I am very happy to be at Hogwarts. Some of you may know me as the Deputy Headmaster for Nero Gatto Catholic Academy for Witches and Wizards. Some of you may know me as a very, very famous Auror in Italy. Some of you may even know me as one of the Mario Brothers in the Nintendo video game. No matter how you know me, I welcome you all into my classroom and I wish you all a good day! Oh, and because I am so happy to be here, Italian sausages for everyone!"

Professor Luigi waved his wand and magically plates of sausages appeared on each of the tables. Everyone cheered as they started gobbling up the food.

"I'm going to hang out with some other people in this house," stated Joy as she started to get up from the table. "I'd like to meet everyone. Is that okay with you all?"

"Of course!" said Ron right before he stuffed a sausage in his mouth.

Princess Joy quickly left her spot and went to go sit with Lavendar and Pavarti. Just as she sat down, Princess Glory came over to the Gryffindor table with a large book in her hand.

"Hello, Harry, Ron and Hermione," she said nicely. "Having a good breakfast?"

"Oy, you bet we are!" said Ron. "You people really know how to make good sausages!"

"That's good to know," said Princess Glory with a smile. "By the way, where's my sister?"

"She's making friends with some of the other Gryffindor students," stated Harry.

"Well, I just wanted to drop off my book of Hogwarts, a History Volume 2 to Hermione. Here it is," she said as she handed the large book to Hermione.

"Thank you so much!" said Hermione thrillingly as she clutched the book tightly. "You're too kind!"

"Oh, don't mention it. I do wish more people would read that book. I guess I'll meet you in one or more of my classes."

Harry looked at Princess Glory. There was just something about her eyes, how she looked, how she acted or how she spoke that reminded him so much of Professor Dumbledore. He thought it rather odd, but of course she was his great-great-great granddaughter.

"Goodbye, Glory!" said Ron.

Princess Glory, who was just about to leave, turned around in a confused look.

"What did you say?" she questioned.

"I-I said 'Goodbye, Glory'," stated Ron nervously.

"Ron, do you call Professor Dumbledore, 'Albus'?"

"N-no..."

"And do you call the Minister for Magic Cornelius Fudge, 'Corey'?"

"N-n-no..."

"Well, I don't mean to be rude, but I would like you to respect my title," she implied angrily. "You may call me 'Your Royal Highness', 'Princess Glory' or just 'Princess'. The shortest I will go for a name is 'Glory' or 'PG', which are my nick-names, but only extremely close people call me that name, got that? Well, I must be off."

'Princess' Glory quickly headed back to the Ravenclaw table. How rude can you get? thought Harry. She had seemed so much like Dumbledore before, but then the personality of Dumbledore vanished from her face into... into something else....

They continued eating until they were extremely full. Seamus Finnigan was coming around giving everyone their schedule.

"Here are your schedules, everyone!" he said as he passed them down.

"Harry, look!" pointed out Ron to Harry. "We're having Potions with the Ravenclaws. No Slytherins! Which means no Malfoy!"

"All right, Ron!" said Harry happily as he glared at his schedule. "Let's see what we have right now....double Charms. Hold on, I hear fluttering sounds."

"Owl post!"

A gigantic crowd of owls dropped parcels on the tables. Hedwig and Pig, Ron's fluffy little owl, dropped off their mail. Once that was done, Pig was hooting and dancing around Ron until Ron threatened it for it to calm down.

They packed their bags and headed to the Charms classroom where they were joined by the Ravenclaws. Once they had settled into their seats, Professor Flitwick, who was glowing in excitement, cleared his throat (which sounded like a squeak), issuing them all to be silent. Professor Flitwick was a tiny wizard who usually had to stand on a pile of books so everyone could see him.

"Good morning, everyone, and welcome to your first day, first class and first NEWTs class of the school year!" squeaked Professor Flitwick in a tiny grin. "Today we will be learning about Defensive-Orb Charms, which create a circular orb around yourself, repelling any hexes or bad charms from you, although it won't work with Unforgivable Curses unfortunately."

"If it could have worked for Unforgivable Curses, my parents, Sirius and many others could have avoided death," Harry muttered to himself, thinking about his godfather's horrible death.

"Lucky for you, we are not going to do those spells all double periods," said Professor Flitwick. "For the first period, we will be listening to the story about the recent war in Sicily. We are so lucky at Hogwarts to have two wonderful witches attending, and especially in the NEWT classes. How brave they were in that war! Now, here with us are the leaders who fought You-Know-Who, Princess Glory and Princess Joy!"

'Princess' Glory and Joy came through the door as everyone cheered and clapped. "Yes, yes, yes. Good morning, girls. I'm just so happy to have you in my class!" he said, as if he was a teenage-girl meeting a famous rock band. "How courageous you were to defeat You-Know-Who. Don't be shy to leave out any details. Believe me, this is better than seeing the Weird Sisters perform!"

Professor Flitwick sat on his pile of books in thrill, as Princess Joy and Princess Glory smiled at him adoringly. They quickly got to what they had to do: talking about the war. Joy let out a very long sigh as if depressed. Princess Glory cleared her throat and started talking.

"It all started at the end of May of this year," said Princess Glory. "I was in my Charms class learning about hexing gnomes when suddenly I had this vision of Lord Volde-"

"E-excuse m-me," interrupted Seamus Finnigan shyly . "I don't mean to be rude, Your Royal Highness, but most of us do not like to speak You-Know-Who's name or hear it."

"Very well. I had a vision of 'You-Know-Who` getting his followers and heading towards Sicily for battle in the beginning of July," restarted Princess Glory. "I pictured it just as if someone had played a film in my head. I knew this was something to be serious about so I went down to the Headmster's office, who is Professor Mario, and I told him about my vision. Wizard Kings and Queens have very strong psychic abilities, and they have visions time to time. Professor Mario called down my sister and we started talking about my vision, that You-Know-Who wanted to have a surprise attack on us. We contacted the Ministry of Magic and got our armies ready for battle."

"The best soldiers and armies in the world were brought to Italy from all different parts of the globe," continued Princess Joy in a tense tone. "We trained them all as hard as we could to face that evil Dark Lord. On July the 10th, our armies were ready for battle all around the border. Guards were put everywhere around Italy. At 5:00 p.m., the war began. You-Know-Who apparated with his army into Sicily. They were very surprised that we knew. It is then that we started battling. At first it was as if neither side would win, but after two weeks, we were winning."

"It was a long battle," continued Princess Glory. "It took almost 2 months to defeat them. By August 20th, more than 3 quarters of You-Know-Who's army was defeated. The rest of his army was badly hurt. They were fools to keep on fighting. At 8:00 a.m. on August 29th, we were both face-to-face with You-Know-Who. I dueled the Dark Lord for an endless hour. Because of my tiredness, one of my spells backfired on me so I apparated myself to a hospital wing. Once I was gone, my sister battled, cursed and dueled You-Know-Who. He was getting extremely weak. When he wasn't expecting it, I went behind him with my sword and cut off his head."

A few people gasped at this, and Professor Flitwick almost fainted off his pile of books.

"His dead body looked pretty weird," she said. "Some kind of smoke was raising from it. I read that it kind of happens to Dark wizards..... or maybe not..... I'm not too sure. I'll show you the sword I used."

Princess Glory pulled out a BCB, pushed a couple of buttons and out beamed a beautiful golden sword that left everyone in awe. Its shiny blade glistened with the morning sun's rays through the window of the room, as its small engravings around the part of the blade that was near the handle sparkled. The handle was made of pure gold, which was carved magnificently for decoration. Its rim was full of diamonds, and it also had two gigantic diamonds and one ruby on its handle. Also carved on the handle, was an engraved decoration of a large owl with its wide wings spread across.

No one in the room could take their eyes off it, for they had never seen, or even imagined, such a beautiful sword in their life.

"Once he was dead," explained Princess Glory, "we put the rest of You-Know-Who's army in Azkaban and healed the injured soldiers on our side. After, we went to our palace and had a gigantic celebration. Though our celebration was not only for celebrating our victory, but also for honouring the many poor souls who died. We put up a memorial for them the next day. There was a special ceremony for them as well. Many were injured, but not as many as the other side. The news spread all over the world. The next day we packed up everything and headed to the Hogwarts Express. We changed our appearances because we didn't want to have a lot of hassle.

"Well... I guess that's it. Any questions?"

The moment the question was spoken, almost all hands were up (even Professor Flitwick's!).

"Let me see..." said Princess Joy. "How about you? What's your name?""

"Seamus Finnigan," said Seamus timidly.

"Well Seamus, what's your question?"

"Er- my question was if you were scared when you found out about You-Know-Who."

"As a matter of fact, I was extremely scared at first," responded Joy. "I thought it would be my death day. Actually, we both would have thought we would die if it wasn't for the Ministries having so much confidence that we would win. But then I thought of those poor souls he killed, and I suddenly had the courage because I knew he had to be stopped."

"I on the other hand was also scared," answered Princess Glory. "I was extremely nervous. I threw up the whole entire day. After I thought about it, I thought of those brave souls who had the gut to go against him. I also thought of poor Harry Potter who lost his parents because of that man and had to suffer his whole entire life not knowing his parents. I also thought about those encounters he had with him at Hogwarts. I suddenly had enough courage."

Harry blushed when she said this. He was also flattered such a person would care about him, even someone who wanted to be called 'Princess' all the time.

"Another question?" asked Princess Joy.

Both of them looked around the room at all those who had their hands up.

"Uhm... How about Neville Longbottom?" said Princess Glory.

"Uhmm, thanks," mumbled Neville. "I wanted to know... What was that little box you pulled out?"

"Oh, that was a belonging carrier box, or a BCB. I'll bring it out again," she said as she pulled it out. "You see, we are both a bit of inventors, though I'm actually the one who invents the most (Joy scowled at her for saying that), and this is an example of one of our inventions. You could put anything and as much as you want in it. We've also got some other things."

Professor Flitwick's hand was way up, so Princess Glory finally let him ask a question.

"Yes, Professor Flitwick?"

"This has been on many people's minds and probably a lot of students are asking the same thing," said Professor Flitwick, "why did You-Know-Who battle you?"

"I'm thinking it's because he wanted power over our position so that he could rule all the countries like we were supposed to," responded Princess Glory.

"I heard it was only Dumbledore who could defeat him," said Dean Thomas.

"That's where you're right and wrong. You see, we are Dumbledore! Our last name is Dumbledore so that's why so many people get confused with that. Although technically, there is only one person who could defeat him," said Princess Glory, as she winked at Harry. So the Prophecy was right in a way, he thought to himself. "Even so, there were very many people who thought that that it would be possible to defeat You-Know-Who with an army, and I guess they were right."

Ron slowly raised his hand to ask a question.

"And what's your question, Ron?" asked Princess Joy with a smile (making Ron blush).

"You said you apparated in your speech. Aren't you under-aged to be doing that?"

"That's a good question. In Italy, the apparating age is 14. That's also when you can start doing magic. It's not such a problem in our country because there are no Muggles to catch us doing magic. Any more questions?"

Seamus Finnigan raised up his hand again.

"Yes, Seamus?" asked Princess Glory.

"Did any of your things have You-Know-Who's blood on it?"

Everyone in the room looked repulsed at him, and Professor Flitwick completely tumbled off his stack of books. Joy's eyebrows raised, but Princess Glory looked quite calm.

"Yes, we had some blood on us," answered Princess Glory. "Our swords had the most blood. Everything was cleaned though, except for one of my gloves which was completely covered in blood. I can't clean the blood off, so I can't use it anymore."

Anastasia Wickmin, a Ravenclaw, raised up her hand.

"Yes, what's your question?" asked Princess Joy.

"Uh.. I heard your wands were really nice and out-of-the-ordinary," said Anastasia. "Can you show them to us?"

"Why of course!" said Joy gladly.

Princesses Glory and Joy both took out from their pockets their wands, which were the two most beautiful wands Harry had ever seen. Princess Joy's wand had a golden handle and the upper part was silver, and Princess Glory's was the opposite. They had rubies, diamonds, sapphires and emeralds all over the wand and around the handle was their names engraved. They were works of art, you may say (though no matter how many stones were on the wands, none of them could match the sword).

"They're magnificent!" said Neville in amazement.

"Bloody brilliant!" said Ron.

"They're extremely beautiful," mumbled Harry as he glared at the sparkling gems on their wands.

"Some other questions?" asked Princess Glory.

"I do!" shouted Hermione as she raised her hand like a gun-shot.

"Yes, Hermione," said Princess Glory. "You may ask us a question."

"Thank you, Your Royal Highness," she said in her usual know-it-all tone. "I was just wondering, what are your wands made of?"

"Well," said Princess Glory, "my handle is 10 carrot silver and the rest of my wand is 25 gold carrots. Of course, there are sapphires, emeralds, diamonds and rubies. The interior is made of 3 black unicorn hairs, an owl feather, 4 dragon heart strings, 4 hippigryph hairs, sphinx hair, a boggart bone and 12 drops of Basilisk blood."

The utter of the horrible name of the creature that once terrorized the school during their 2nd year scared them with an icy shrill, and they stared confusingly and shockingly at Princess Glory and her wand. Harry raised his eyebrows too at the mention of the Basilisk's blood.

"Uhm...Your Royal Highness, did you just say Basilisk blood?"

"Yes, it's true what I have said. In Italy just before I received my wand, a giant Basilisk escaped from I think a deep cave somewhere. It took 500 wizards with large mirrors and blindfolds to kill it, to think how difficult that must have been! They put some of the blood in my wand when they were making it. If you're wandering about the Boggart bone, they killed it while it was still in its hiding place. And don't worry about asking me to explain black unicorns, Hagrid will show you them tomorrow."

Everyone stood still in awe as an eerie silence hovered in the room, though Joy broke the silence to get on with the conversation.

"I'll tell you what's in my wand," said Princess Joy quickly. "I have 4 veela hairs, 2 unicorn hairs, 2 hippogryph hairs, 2 phoenix feather, 1 billiwig sting, 4 pixie wings, 2 dragon heartstrings and fairy dust."

"Wow!" said Seamus Finnigan. "I never knew wands could have so many powerful things."

"We need these powerful things," explained Princess Glory. "We need something powerful to handle. If we get a wand that's too weak, it would blow up when we used it."

"Cool! Can I try your wand?"

"Actually...."

"Come on!"

"Fine, okay!" said Princess Glory sarcastically, as if she wasn't going to try and argue. "I'll let you hold it, but don't come crawling back if something bad happens."

Seamus jumped out of his seat with excitement and grabbed the wand as Princess Glory handed it over to him, having the expression as if this was all a big joke. He glared at it with amazement.

"OY! It's heavy! Now let me give it a wave..."

He gave it a tiny wave and right at that moment his body slammed to the wall behind him and he fell to the ground. He was weeping his eyes out, whimpering and wailing as he touched the blood smudged on his back and shoulders.

"I told you so!" said Princess Glory, shaking her head. She pulled him up and took her wand. She gave it a way and did a spell. "Seamus healo!"

Seamus stood up and magically all his pain and blood disappeared. In an amazed smile, he skipped back to his desk.

"I guess this is it!" said Princess Glory.

"What do you mean?" asked Ron. "The bell hasn't rung ye-"

Suddenly the bell rang. As the first period finished with the ring of the bell, Professor Flitwick, who was laying on the floor after fainting, jumped from being startled, quickly got up and started his Charms lesson (giving compliments to Princesses Joy and Glory once in a while). During class, Harry asked why Joy looked uncomfortable during her presentation.

"Joy?" asked Harry, as he turned away from practicing his charm and turned to Joy.

"Yes?" said Joy.

"Why were you looking... depressed... and uncomfortable while you were talking about the war?"

"What are you talking about?" asked Joy.

"You looked like you didn't want to be there, and-"

"No I wasn't," denied Joy, as she turned back to doing her spells. It seemed to Harry that she didn't want to talk about it, so he went back to practicing his charm.

Once the second period was over, they packed their bags and headed to their next class which was Herbology. They dragged their heavy back packs outside into the crisp autumn air and into the greenhouse where Professor Sprout was just emptying gigantic piles of soil into the pots on every table. The Hufflepuffs joined them in Greenhouse 6 for their class. Harry, Hermione, Ron and Princess Joy took a seat and put on their gloves and coats. Once they had all settled down, Professor Sprout began the lesson.

"Good morning, everyone," said Professor Sprout. "Welcome to your first Herbology lesson of your NEWT year. This is also Princess Joy's first Herbology lesson at Hogwarts, isn't it, Your Royal Highness?"

"Yes it is, Professor Sprout," she said with her usual big grin, "and I am happy to be here on this cheery autumn day!"

"I'm glad to here that, indeed! Today, we'll be starting to learn about Orientolips. These gigantic flowers are from China and are known as one of the most beautiful flowers in the world. They can be known to grow up to 7' high. They have silky, red peddles with golden oriental designs of dragons on them and have ruby and diamond-like specks all over them. Their pollen looks very much like gold and is sometimes used for Potions.

"Every month, they grow a special seed used to heal victims of the worst curses possible. This plant has a mind of its own, a very good and helpful mind if you treat it carefully. But if you do not care for it very well, it will become quite vicious. These plants can talk any language, although their main tongue is Mandarin.

"These seeds will bloom in about 2 months. We will be learning about them for 4 months while learning about some extremely dangerous weeds and plants used for medicines here and there. It takes about 4 months because Orientolips take very advanced planting, and a lot of time to grow and develop. Thanks goodness they're not annuals! Right now, I will give you your seeds so we can get started."

Professor Sprout grabbed an enormous bag of seeds and handed each student a large seed. Everyone stared at how beautiful the seed was. It shimmered like a ruby and it did in fact have Oriental designs. Once they got their seeds, they laid them aside. Hermione looked up at Princess Joy to speak.

"You know, Joy, I love how cheery you are," said Hermione. "How come you're always so happy?"

"As a matter of fact, parents of Wizard Monarchs always have to be careful when picking names," stated Joy. "The name you pick will become the characteristic of the child. Take me for instance! They named me Joy, and as you can see, I have a lot of joy! My parents wanted to name my sister Wisdom, but that was already taken by a previous Wizard King. They named her Glory so her reign could be victorious and powerful, and I think it quite suits her. She's a very powerful person who knows how to get power and how to use it. She's also very victorious. She wants to do everything perfect and she usually does end up doing things that way. I don't see why anyone should be perfect. We are never going to be completely perfect. But in my eyes, I think everyone is perfect in their own way."

She winked at Ron after saying this. Ron's face became as red as his hair.

"I wanted to ask you about your school," continued Hermione. "What kind of houses are there?"

"They're a little bit like yours. First of all, instead of having 4 houses they have 3 houses, because they have such a limited amount of students. Only a few young witches and wizards each year can attend. To get into that school, you have to pass an entrance exam, you have to be smart, Catholic and rich. It's also a very expensive school."

"Did you just say Catholic?"

"Yes, it's a Catholic school. I guess it kind of rubs on us, you know, having the pope in Italy. We barely keep in contact with the Muggle Italy unless if it's religious. They have statues and chapels in the school. It makes it so cozy.

"Anyway, back to the houses. There are three houses: Lionoresso, Serpentini and Civettazora. The symbols are almost exactly the same. Lionoresso's symbol is a lion and Serpentini's symbol is a snake. Civettazora is the only one that's different; their symbol is the owl.

"The students are divided into the three houses by their personalities: the ones who are cheerful and friendly go in Lionoresso. The ones who are friendly but wise and serious go in Civettazora. The ones who are serious and somewhat vain go in Serpentini. I was in Lionoresso, and my sister was in Civettazora."

"How fascinating!" said Hermione. "What sorts you?"

"In our school, we have this gigantic, golden cup that holds this silver liquid. When a first year looks into it, they will see the word of their house, themselves in their house uniform and for everyone else to know, the liquid whispers the house the student will be in in a way that everyone hears yet the whisper is very soft."

"Extremely interesting Was it a big school?"

"Oh yes, about a half bigger than this school."

"I wish I could see that school. It's seems very nice," sighed Ron who looked kind of sad after he had heard of all the rich kids who went there.

"Now," said Professor Sprout as she spoke out loud to the class, "you may put your seeds into the mixture. This is special soil made for these plants. It is made up of unicorn fertilizer, growth formula, wild mandrake pollen and wizard mineral water that contains a specific mineral called dracontite. Put your seed in the earth about a foot down, fill up your watering cans and pour all the formula in the soil. These seeds need a lot of this stuff."

They all dug into the soil and pushed their seeds in there. Harry watched Princess Joy as she gently scooped away the soil very gently, carefully not getting dirty. She had a grossed out look on her face.

"You don't like Herbology that much, do you?" asked Harry.

"No, not too much."

"I remember hearing that you and your sister aren't so great at Herbology."

"Yes, that's true. We usually have gardeners who work with our gardens for us."

"I went on one of the tours at your Venetian palace," said Hermione. "It's very big, I think almost as big as Hogwarts and it has the most beautiful gardens. They have about several of these plants, don't they?"

"Yes, they do. We have them at every palace. We have at least one castle in about, every country I think. They are all not as big as Hogwarts though. My sister ordered to have at least a patch of these plants at every palace. These are her favourite plants. I like a different kind of flower, it's called a Singing Jineroco. It's a Spanish flower, and I think we will also be learning about them this year. They actually hum and sing, and they can mumble some Spanish. They're very friendly plants. They have so many colours in them and they have sparkles of silver and gold on their peddles with a huge diamond-like center in the middle. I love those plants so much.

"I don't know why we have so many castles, though. They belonged to every Wizard Monarch actually, even though there have only been three so far. I like our main home, Palezzo Usignolo di Dumbledore, which in English is Dumbledore's Nightingale Palace. It's about 3 times bigger than Hogwarts with the most beautiful gardens in the world."

"Wow, that must be great having such wonderful palaces. I wonder how Malfoy's house is like. I heard that he has 3 vaults in Gringotts!"

"Only 3 vaults?" said Princess Joy. "Oh sorry, I didn't want to be snobbish. It just seems like that's a low number for me. You see, my sister and I have 4 vaults in every national bank of each country. In Rome, my hometown, I have 16 vaults."

"Say what?!?" shouted Harry.

"Wait a minute," said Hermione. "I thought a Gringotts vault can hold up to 5 billion galleons!"

"You see, that's why I have so many vaults. I make 10 gazillion galleons a year."

Harry, Hermione and Ron's eyes practically popped out of their sockets. They were amazed of how rich she was.

"How can you have so much money?" yelled Ron as he poured the formula in his pot.

"First of all, I get it from inheritance. Second, we're a part of many committees, organizations, societies, and we're spokespeople for a lot of things too. Third, we have a few companies of our own, I have a make-up company. Fourth, our family is already rich; my father's the Minister of Magic for Italy and my mom's a designer and a business woman who has a fashion line and owns many shops around the world. And last, because we make such expensive and wonderful inventions. I'm afraid my sister does most of that. She loves inventing gizmos, gadgets and cures. I also help with my mom's fashion line. My sister usually helps my father with the Ministry of Magic for Italy. I do inventions with Glory, but most of the time she does them on her own. We also do inventions for the army. My sister invented these special contact lenses that let soldiers see through walls, bushes and coats so they could spot hidden soldiers and weapons, and she got an award for them too. I'm helping her on this new kind of strap that sticks onto you and makes you invisible."

They continued planting and watering their giant Orientolip seed until the bell rang and they picked up all their books and headed to Transfiguration. Professor McGonagoll was waiting for their arrival in her cat form, as usual. They were joined by the awful Slytherin group, which Draco Malfoy was in. Once all the desks were being sat in, she jumped off the desk and turned into her normal, serious self with a round of applause of her wonderful transformation to greet her.

"Thank you, thank you very much," she said with a small grin. "Good morning class, and welcome to another year of Hogwarts. This year will be quite different from all the rest of your years here, for you will be starting your NEWT years, which will determine and effect your future career. You cannot be so lazy anymore on your homework nor any of your work in this class."

A few students in the room gulped down very hard, including Ron who was sitting beside Harry, who looked tense at the idea of all that hard work.

"Further more, I am sure you know our new 6th year, Her Royal Highness Princess Joy," she said pleasantly. "Princess, I hope you are doing well so far."

"Yes, of course," said Joy with her usual gigantic smile.

"I do hope you find Hogwarts a wonderful learning experience and so will your sister , which all of you know is Her Royal Highness Princess Glory, an extremely bright student I must say. How is she finding the school?"

"She thinks it's all right, although I heard her saying she doesn't like the rule of not using magic in the corridors."

"Well, I guess she'll get used to it in time. This year, Slytherins and Gryffindors, you will be learning Transfiguration that is a lot more complex and advanced; how to transfigure human beings. It is a very hard subject, and I am happy that Her Royal Highness is here to introduce the subject, since she is quite good at transfiguring herself."

"You're an animagus?" questioned Ron shyly to Joy, who was sitting right behind him with Hermione.

"Yes and no," replied the Princess. "I can change into an animal like an animagus, but I can change into any animal I want. But I can also change into objects and people. For example-"

She stood away from her desk, closed her eyes and suddenly her features magically changed that she grew taller, grew freckles and red, short hair. Amazingly, she had turned into Ron. She looked at Ron who was surprised out of his wits.

"Bloody brilliant, don't you think?" asked Joy with Ron's voice and a large smile.

"Wicked!" he said in amazement as everyone else was in awe of what she did, although Malfoy had a snobbish look on his face.

"You could have picked any thing to turn into and you picked that cheap, red-headed goof?" questioned Malfoy rudely.

"Malfoy!" scolded Professor McGonagoll angrily. "I will not tolerate you speaking that way to this young lady, a high-ranking lady if I may add. Ten points from Slytherin!"

All the Gryffindors had big smiles on their faces, but Hermione, Harry and Ron's were the biggest (but of course you know Princess Joy's was even bigger as always). Princess Joy turned back into herself and sat down as Professor McGonagoll tapped her ruler on the desk for attention.

"We will begin this first class by learning about the art of transfiguring the human body. I'm afraid it'll be too rushed for us to begin practicing this today (Hermione sighed in disappointment for that), though in three days we will be starting to learn how to transfigure parts of someone else. We will start transfiguring others for a while, and then after a long period of time you will learn how to transfigure yourselves. I will give you Chapters 1 to 3 of Transfiguration for the NEWT Level for you to read tonight and you will answer the following questions, 30 words minimum for each question. I will write the questions on the board for you to copy down."

She neatly wrote 5 questions on the board and by the time everyone had finished, the bell rang and off they went to Divinations with the Ravenclaws, while Hermione left them to go to Muggle Studies. They went up the tower and into the misty room where their teacher Professor Trelawney was as-if floating about and greeting the students.

"Do come in, my children, as we engage at learning more about our Inner Eye," she said in a dreamy voice. "Today we will be starting our learning of how to make predictions."

"I'm going to sit next to Dean Thomas if that's okay with you," said Joy. "You know, it feels quite weird repeating Divinations again. You remember what I told you yesterday, right?"

"No, you only told us that you wouldn't take History of Magic with us because of the elementary school you took," said Harry.

"I suppose I forgot to mention that because we didn't have those subjects, we got the extra subjects earlier. You see, some of your classes you take for only 5 years. But since I started learning them two years earlier, I finished earlier. But I still want to do some of the classes still, like Divinations and Care of Magical Creatures. I want to refresh my memory, also because I want to help others with their Inner Eye and I want to see Hagrid teach. We're friends with him. He used to come see us and play with us. He's so friendly. Well, I better go!"

Princess Joy sat with Dean Thomas and his group, trying to become friendly with them, as everyone took their seats. After they sat, Princess Glory stoutly walked into the room while talking to her 4 buddies. The five Ravenclaws sat on the chairs at an empty table, which one of the girls swept Princess Glory's chair before she sat on it. She said a simple thank you, took out her books, crossed her legs and looked at Professor Trelawney.

"Good morning, my fellow friends," welcomed Professor Trelawney. "Today and all of this month we will be learning the art of premonitions and visions. Finding and playing a scene of the future in your head is a very hard skill. But do not fear, we are lucky to have two incredible witches in this classroom, especially Princess Glory who predicted the attack of the Dark Lord. Today she will help us with visions, considering she has made such a great one this year."

As Princess Glory stood up and walked to the front regally, her little group started clapping, then the whole class did. Once she was standing comfortably in the front, she cleared her throat, looked into the eyes of everyone for a moment, and spoke.

"Good morning, fellow classmates," she started off. "I am sure you Gryffindors and Ravenclaws remember the speech my sister and I made during our class of Charms. Today, I will be helping the class another time by helping you see into your 'Inner Eye'. For this class, we will be learning psychic visions as Professor Trelawney has all told you so.

"Let's get started, shall we? I would like you all at this moment to take your wands out because you will be performing a small spell to help you find your prediction. The spell will sprinkle some fairy dust upon you. Fairy dust can let you see into the future, which is what we want. I want you to wave your wand around your head and repeat these words: 'Predictus aido'. I will ask all of you to do that now."

Everyone took out their wand from their bags and waved it around their heads saying the spell. Harry did this too, and right after he had cast the charm, he could feel bits of tickly, frosty dust lay on his head and disappear into his brain. His head felt very strange at the time, like gentle snowflakes melting on his head.

"Today, we will start by just doing a small prediction; we will predict what we will have for lunch today," said Glory, as she started to slowly pace around the room and circulating around the tables, seeing how everyone was doing. "I want you to close your eyes and make sure your head is not thinking, but you are concentrating the slightest bit on what you will be having for lunch. I actually have a little secret that helps me predict things. Usually, I rub my finger on a spot on both sides of my head. It is right here, above your eyebrows and further back. Rub that area for about 3 seconds and then start focusing. You may begin."

Harry closed his eyes, rubbed the two spots and made his mind blank but a tiny thought of lunch. Suddenly, in his head, he could see right in front of him a bowl of creamy cauliflower soup, a bacon club sandwich, corn and some pumpkin juice right in front of him. He could smell the aroma of the delicious meal, the scent intoxicated him and his nostrils, making him so hungry. He opened his eyes as if it would be right in front of him but was disappointed when he found out it was not real.

"Raise your hand if you know what you're going to have for lunch," said Princess Glory.

Every single one of the students in their classroom shot their hand up, except for Seamus Finnigan.

"Your Royal Highness," said Seamus timidly, "I can't predict what we'll have for lunch."

"Let me help you," she said as she trotted over to where Seamus was sitting. "I'll help you step by step. Wave your wand around your head and say 'Predictus aido'. Go on!"

Seamus waved his wand around his head and a delicate gold dust gently dropped on his head.

"I want you now to close your eyes and think of nothing but a tiny idea of what you are having for lunch."

Seamus did exactly as she said, surprisingly smiling.

"I want you to rub those two spots on your head."

"Can you show me where they are?" he asked innocently.

Princess Glory touched the two spots on Seamus' head, as a gigantic and pleasing smile spread across his face. Harry, and anyone else for the matter, could see why he asked for help: Seamus obviously liked her.

"What do you see?" asked Princess Glory.

"I see pumpkin juice!" he declared. "An-and corn, cauliflower soup and a bacon club sandwich!"

"Did everyone have that prediction?" asked Princess Glory.

All of the people in the class nodded. The bell rang and everyone started packing up.

"Before you leave, my children," said Professor Trelawney, "remember to read the first 7 pages of First-Year NEWT Divinations and do a summary of those pages for the next lesson. Now go off and eat your predicted lunch."

They all hurried hungrily to lunch for they already knew what they would have. Harry and Ron ran to the Great Hall and sat at the seats next to Hermione, who had already started eating her lunch. Princess Joy came after since she was chatting with Dean. She skipped merrily and sat down right next to them.

"Hey guys!" said Joy cheerfully as she poured some creamy aromatic cream of cauliflower into her bowl. "So, I guess my sister is quite the teacher, isn't she?"

"Yes, she was actually quite good," responded Harry. "It was the first time I actually understood Divinations."

"Same here!" agreed Ron. "She's actually really good at it."

"Yes, I know. She's quite the public speaker. I'm good too, but I don't do as well as her I guess."

"Was she that good?" asked Hermione. "I wish I could have seen it. If only Professor Trelawney wasn't such a nag."

"We feel your pain, Mione!" agreed Ron.

"What do we have next?" asked Harry as he finished his large (or at least, was large) bacon club sandwich.

"We have Defense Against the Dark Arts," stated Princess Joy before she took a bite of corn. "I can't wait to see what Professor Luigi has for our class. He's such a nice and funny teacher. Are you excited?"

"Definitely!" said Ron. "I've heard of all the jokes he's said while fighting evil wizards and stuff like that. Was he in the war?"

"He was," stated Princess Joy. "He and his brother were the ones who made us cheerful during the whole thing."

"Wow, he must be really cool!"

"He sure is!"

They all finished gobbling down their food and talked some more. It was a good day ahead of them, and they ate until their stomachs were content.

**********

When the bell rang, Harry and his friends, with the Gryffindors and Ravenclaws, went to their Defense Against the Dark Arts class. While entering the class, they looked around the classroom; it looked quite different. There were pictures of Professor Luigi's brother and him, of Italy, of heroic deeds they did and pictures of monsters and things the Hogwarts students would be learning. Professor Luigi appeared from behind his desk with his long bushy mustache and his green velvet robe. He had a big smile spread across his pleasant Italian face which seemed very welcoming.

"Buongiorno, everybody!" welcome Professor Luigi. "Good afternoon! I hope you had a good lunch. Hopefully, you got to take your time while eating. In my family, it's not like that. My relatives are all heavy eaters. At reunions, if you don't eat fast you don't eat at all, because all the food is gone once you turn your back!"

Everyone burst out laughing, including Harry who was laughing extremely hard because the joke reminded him so much of his cousin, Dudley.

"I am extremely happy to be in this school, and I am extremely happy to teach you all. Now this year, to give you a hint of the curriculum, you will be learning a bit about the biggest monsters of all: dragons. I know all of you know about dragons. Muggles even know about dragons. You know, those very big lizards with big teeth and claws, usually are slain to rescue a damsel in distress. Don't worry, we're not doing to save a damsel in distress any time soon. But of course, I do like a damsel or two as long as she's a single, pretty lady around my age who knows her way around the kitchen but let's not get into that! Now, who can tell me a few examples of dragons?"

A bunch of hands shot up immediately.

"Let's see here.... How about you, what's your name?"

"Ronald Weasley," said Ron.

"So, can you give me an example of a dragon?"

"Sure! How about... A Norwegian Ridgeback!"

"Good example! Do you know a lot about dragons?"

"Quite a bit, my brother Charlie works with them in Romania."

"Oh yes! I've met him before I think. Quite a good lad, your brother. My friend used to have a Norwegian Ridgeback for a secret pet that he hid from his parents, not a good idea may I add. I wonder what happened to it..."

"The Norwegian Ridgeback?"

"No, my friend. I never saw him again after a month of receiving the Norwegian Ridgeback. I remember hearing something about him, something about severe burns....and some crazy reaction of that dragon with skim milk... Anyway, don't worry about that. Any other examples?"

Even more people shot up their hands.

"All right... How about you? Wait, I know you! You're Harry Potter! The brave young lad who didn't die from the Dark Lord when he tried to curse him when he was an infant!"

"Yes, I am," said Harry, embarrassed of all this fame before him.

"What example of a dragon can you give us today?"

"Er...A Hungarian Horntail?"

"Yes, of course! The Hungarian Horntail! Those are one of the biggest and fiercest dragons there is. You fought one in that TriWizard Tournament in your 4th year, didn't you?"

"Yes, I did."

"You did fantastic in that tournament. Good job!"

"Thank you!" said Harry, who was quite pleased that someone appreciated the great job he did fighting that awful beast.

"You live with Muggles, don't you?" asked Professor Luigi.

"Yes I do."

"So you know about Muggle television?"

"Yes...."

"So you know Barnie?"

"Uhmm...yes...."

"Can you tell the class how does the Hungarian Horntail compare to Barnie?"

"Er.... Very much," said Harry confusingly, wondering why a DADA teacher would want to talk about Barnie, furthermore, even comparing it to a Hungarian Horntail. "First of all, Barnie's.... purple and... yellow. Second, the real dragons are deadly. They also have bigger teeth and bigger claws and they also have wings. Hungarian Horntails also are way bigger and... and don't talk."

"Very good, but the big difference that makes Hungarian Horntails a tiny bit better is that they don't sing that annoying song! Don't you just hate that song? I can't stand it!"

Everyone burst out laughing. Malfoy and his cronies didn't even crack a have a grin though, they looked disgusted as if Professor Luigi started talking dirty.

"Professor?" asked Draco in his usual snob voice. "Why are you talking about some pathetic Muggle dragon? A wizard of your standards shouldn't be talking about that kind!"

"Are you saying that Muggles are filth?" questioned Professor Luigi, who was now sitting on the tip of his desk with his foot propped on a stool. "Well young man, you are very wrong. You make Muggles seem so different, when they are so close to us. The only difference is that they don't have magic and their lifestyles are different. They are actually extremely smart. Think about it: they have made a comfy and easy life-style without the use of magic. I think they are very intelligent, and nice. I met some Muggles here and there, and I've even saved some. They have so many great things. Take for example: airplanes, televisions, computers...and that beautiful super model Cindy Crawford!"

Harry and the whole entire class giggled a whole lot. Harry had to agree with him, although in his mind he would choose, even with their bad history, Cho Chang over Cindy Crawford any time.

"But Professor Luigi?" asked Ron. "I thought there were very beautiful models in Italy?"

"There are," he said. "There are many, many beautiful women, including one Italian that's in our class."

He was pointing to Princess Joy who was giggling and blushing her heart out.

"There may be super models," said Professor Luigi, "but there are lots of women that have one thing in common in Italy: they don't shave their legs! And that's enough to scare you have to death! Once I had mistaken my aunt for a sasquatch!"

Everyone clapped and roared with laughter at that joke. By then, their eyes were teary from all the laughing.

"Okay, it's enough with the talking. Let's just get on with the lesson. We have half an hour left. I have a game we're going to play. I am going to separate all of you into 2 groups, which are your houses. We are going to play our own Defense Against the Dark Arts version of Jeopardy, though it'll be a bit altered from the original. All Muggles and wizards know about this show. You all know the rules. But you see, the group that gets the most points gets unlimited home-made sausages for each of their teammates. Every team will get a point for every 5 questions they answer. This is all review from the years before, kind of like an O.W.L. Defense Against the Dark Arts Jeopardy. Wouldn't that be great to do instead of the exam, eh? I will ask you questions of these things. I know Princess Joy is extremely smart so she is not to participate too much. She will help and do a question or so, but she will not do too much. Take your places!"

Professor Luigi flicked his wand and there appeared two point booths for each house and a large chart with all the categories on the blackboard at the front of the class. They all stood at their point booths and lined up to answer the questions. The Slytherins and Gryffindors were excited to start.

"The game has started!" declared Professor Luigi, adjusting his seat so that he was sitting a bit farther from the small corner of the desk and skimming through the list of student names on a clipboard he was holding. "First to start: Gryffindor! Ronald Weasley, choose a category!"

"Uhmmm....I'll take Transforming Monsters for 300."

"Excellent!" said Professor Luigi, as he waved his wand and flicked it at the square on the large chart on the board that said '300' under the category Ron had chosen. The number in the square on the board vanished and turned into a phrase. "Here is your question: A creature that takes any form, specifically the form of what its victim fears the most. The only spell to make this disappear is 'Ridikulus'."

"I know! I know!" said Ron pushing the buzzer. "What is a boggart?"

"Correct!"

The numbers 300 appeared on the screen of their booth and the little square on the board with the phrase had vanished.

"Slytherin! Vincent Crabbe, pick a category."

"I'll take Pesky Creatures for 400," he said in a slow, deep, stupid voice.

"All right, Mr. Crabbe," said Professor Luigi, as he yet again flicked the square Crabbe had chosen and there appeared a phrase. "Here it is: A small eight-inch, mischievous creature which is usually identified by its electric blue colour. Most of these tricky, little monsters live in Cornwall, England."

"Uhmmm....Duh....Er... What is a fairy?"

"Sorry, it's a pixie. Minus 400 for Slytherin."

The sign for minus and the numbers 400 appeared on their screen and the square on the board vanished. Groans and moans were heard throughout the room. Malfoy was especially mad.

"All right, Harry! Your turn!"

Wizard-Killing and Extremely Dangerous Monsters, read Harry on the chart. I had a lot of experience in that, though I'd be an idiot if I wanted to try something that hard.

"I'll take Wizard-Killing Monsters and Extremely Dangerous for 600," said Harry.

Oh my goodness, he thought, why did I blurt out that?

"Harry, this is a toughy: First known species of its kind lived in Boreo, and from then on lived in the heart of the jungle. This gigantic monster is spider-like with eight legs and is capable of speaking the human language."

"Harry," whispered Ron, "we both know this. It's Aragog, remember? We met one in our 2nd year!"

"So Harry? What's your final answer?"

"What is an Acromantula?"

"Correct!"

The rest of the game was exactly like this. Gryffindors won the game and they all got unlimited homemade sausages and 10 points for their house, but the good didn't stop coming. At the end of the class when there was 5 minutes left, Professor Luigi gave out extravagant pastries to everyone. Ron stuffed himself with treats, and by the end Harry was certain that Ron's insides were all jelly-filled and stuffed with whipped cream. Harry asked Professor Luigi if he could save some pastries so that he could pick them up at the end of the day to give to Remus. Professor Luigi without a doubt said yes. Harry also saved some sausages for himself and Remus. The bell rang and everyone groaned to the next class. Next was Potions, which none of them liked. Harry was at least glad he wouldn't be sharing it with the Slytherins.

They all dragged themselves to the awful, damp Potions class located in the dungeons where the crooked-nosed, greasy-haired Professor Snape stood scowling at all the Gryffindors, especially Harry. Harry took his seat next to his friends. He saw Princess Glory chatting with her friends softly. When everyone was seated, Professor Snape started speaking (which by the tone of his voice, sounded more like scolding) to the class.

"As you know, it is the first day of your NEWT year, which means this is the first day of your hard-labouring days of your last years here," said Professor Snape in a scowling tone. "Your homework will be doubled this year and so will what we're learning. I'm not so certain many of you will do great this year (he said as he glared angrily at Harry). The truth is, I have no idea how some students got an O in their O.W.L.s in the first place. But I guess there are those few who will do extremely well this year... I will like to introduce Her Royal Highness Princess Joy," he said in a casual way as if she wasn't someone so important.

Everyone clapped and she waved her hand to everyone.

"Thank you so much," said Joy. "I'm so-"

"And of course we cannot forget our wonderful warrior, Her Ever-So-Much-Royal Highness Princess Glory," he said with great joy as he interrupted Princess Joy talking.

Everyone clapped, especially the Ravenclaws and the Princess' little group. Harry and his friends weren't so pleased how Snape cut Joy off; Joy was looking the angriest she had been so far at Hogwarts.

"Thank you, Professor Snape," she said with a small, polite grin.

"Don't mention it, Your Royal Highness," he said. "Any teacher would be glad to have you as a student in their class."

"Well I am glad to be in yours. You know, no one can capture the art, essence and greatness of Potion making as you can, Professor Snape."

"Well!" said Professor Snape, blushing all over his pale, greasy face. "Finally, there is someone who understands the true art of potion-making! 30 points for Ravenclaw. You know, you would have made a great Slytherin. Oh, why didn't the Sorting Hat put you in Slyhterin?"

He sighed deeply with a sad face. This was the first time Harry had seen Professor Snape make that expression.

"Yes, it is a shame," said Princess Glory. "I've met Draco Malfoy, he wouldn't seen like such a bad classmate."

"Ah, I see you've met Mr. Malfoy. A great young man, isn't he?"

"Absolutely."

"I would like to continue this conversation further, but we have work to do," groaned the Professor. "Take out your text books of The First Year NEWT's Guide to Potions and turn to the first page. We will study the first potion in there and I expect to do a 100 word essay on your own summary of this potion by tomorrow."

The potion on the first page was on a Monster Taming Spell. All the students took out their cauldrons, texts and ingredients and made this complex potion. It turned out to be a saucy, sizzling liquid and was preserved so that Professor Snape would test them all out and mark each of them. The bell rang and they all rushed to their common rooms, except for Harry. He ran all the way to Professor Luigi's classroom where some 1st years were coming out of the class.

He entered the cheery room where Professor Luigi was just erasing the chalk on the board. He turned around and was surprised to see Harry.

"Harry, you're here!" exclaimed Professor Luigi. "I'm sorry, I forgot you were coming, but do not worry. I saved you some pastries."

He took the pastries he had put in his cupboard which he put in an Italian-decorated wooden plate covered with some plastic wrap.

"Here you go," he said as he handed Harry the pastries. "Your mentor can keep the plate. It would be my pleasure. Did you want to give some to your Muggle family? You don't have to be a wizard to eat pastries, you know."

"Well..."

Harry hadn't thought of that. Would the Dursleys want pastries from him? He didn't really want them to hate him more, even if they were working on improving that.

"I guess so."

"Great, there you are," said Professor Luigi, handing a smaller plate of pastries from the cupboard.

"Thank you so much!"

"Oh, your welcome. You know, Harry... I know you have friends and everything but, if you need help or you're going through a hard time and you need to talk to someone, you can always talk to me. I know my experience isn't as bad as yours but.... When I was 12-years-old, my cousin was murdered by an escaped convict. My brother and I went through a very hard time. I know how it feels like to lose a loved one. I know you never knew your parents but, if you need to talk, you can always talk to me."

"Th-thank you, Professor," said Harry appreciatingly. "Thanks a bunch."

"We're very lucky to have such great Princesses in our time. They did a great job defeating Lord Voldemort."

"Yes..... I-I'd better go."

"Well, good bye."

"Goodbye!"

He walked out of the classroom and to his common room. He came across the Pink Lady (he was now scared to call her "fat" after he had heard she was Dumbledore's wife) and told her the password. He entered the common room and sat with Ron and Hermione at a table where they were doing homework. Princess Joy was across the room, chatting with Ginny and her friends and helping them with their homework. Harry opened up his Transfiguration work and started reading. Ron looked up at Harry.

"Harry, where were you all this time?"

"Oh, I picked up these pastries for Remus, and yes, the Dursleys. I think I'm going to send them right after I finish my work. Professor Luigi seems very nice. He told me that if I wanted to talk about something, I could always go to him."

"Wow, that was ever nice of him. Did he tell you more?"

"He told me his cousin was murdered by this escaped convict."

"Yikes!"

"You should both be doing your work!" shouted Hermione.

They all faced their books and started working. They did some work before heading to the Grand Hall for their supper. All famished after the first day of school, they went hurriedly to their Gryffindor table. As they were eating their dinner, Princess Glory surprisingly left the Ravenclaw table for a while to go see Harry and his friends.

"Hello, Harry, Hermione, Ron and Joy," she said cheerfully, totally opposite from what she was like in Potions. "How was your first day of school?"

"Wonderful!" exclaimed Princess Joy. "Everyone here is so nice.... except for that disgusting awful Potions teacher!"

"Who, Professor Snape?" asked Princess Glory. "He's so kind!"

"What are you talking about? You know he cut me off when I wanted to talk!"

"But you also knew that he had to address me too."

"Good point, but I think he's taken favourites," pouted Joy. "He likes you way better than me."

"Maybe he's heard of your bad procrastinating habits and wasn't quite looking forward to having you give in your homework late."

"You always make certain situations so questionable!"

"Yes, don't you just love it?"

"Gr......"

"Princess Joy did a fantastic transfiguration of Ron today," said Hermione.

"Yeah, she turned into me!" said Ron with a smile.

"Draco Malfoy acted like a git though," explained Harry, "and said that turning into him was a bad idea and he even called Ron a red-headed goof!"

"I think that the red-headed goof part was quite rude and I am so sorry for that Ron," she said as she looked at Ron with an apologizing expression on her face.

"It's okay," said Ron.

"I suppose he was surprised you didn't take a better form."

"Excuse me?" demanded Joy.

"You see when I went to Transfiguration in the afternoon, I turned into Professor McGonagoll. Now that was a good idea. You could have done something else like..... Henry VIII! You could have turned into King Henry VIII of England and you could have said, 'I present Henry VIII, I am I am!'"

"That man? Wasn't he overweight?"

"Yes, I know that! I thought it was a good idea because of his quote, that's all!"

"We also met Professor Luigi!" said Harry, trying to change the subject.

"Really? Isn't he nice?" said Princess Glory.

"He sure is!" said Ron. "And he's funny too! We all laughed at his jokes. I've got to pick up some jokes from him."

"He also made this fun game for Defense Against the Dark Arts!" added Hermione. "It was so creative."

"And the food!" said Ron. "I have never eaten such great sausages and pastries!"

"His family does own a chain of restaurants in Italy," said Princess Glory with a small grin on her face. Her grins were very friendly but they couldn't match Princess Joy's.

"So Princess Glory," said Harry, "I heard you're quite the athlete in dueling. I did some dueling once. Maybe some day we can have a dueling match."

"Well..... I....Er.... I guess so! But I would have to go very easy on you; very, very, very, very, very, very easy on you."

"Sure, whatever!

"Oh, and Hermione, how much have you read so far on that Hogwarts, a History Volume 2 I gave you?"

"Well, so far I only got to read 8 chapters."

"Eight chapters?!" shouted Ron. "With that amount of time, I would barely read 1!"

"Even so, what do you think of it so far?" asked Princess Glory.

"It's wonderful! I even read about when Harry, Ron and I found the Philosopher's Stone! It's so wicked to be in a book!"

"Seriously?" asked Ron surprisingly. "We're in the book?"

"Yeah!"

"Okay, then maybe I might read more than 1 chapter."

"Are you in any books?" asked Harry.

Both Princesses looked at each other and burst out laughing. Harry, Ron and Hermione all had confused looks on their faces.

"So, have you been in any books?"

"Well," said Princess Glory, "I don't mean to brag....but we have been mentioned many times in about....12 million books."

"Twelve million?!?!" they all shouted. The whole entire Gryffindor table heard them. Seamus' drink shot out through his nose, Dean Thomas' jaw dropped and Neville Longbottom fainted. Everyone was shocked.

"Hi Harry!"

Harry turned around; it was Colin Creevey and his little brother, Dennis, who were carrying their big cameras as usual.

"Harry! I can't believe it!" exclaimed Colin. "Royalty is at our school! Can I get a picture of you? I've made a goal this year: 500 pictures of you for this Hogwarts' year! Can we take some pictures of you and the Princesses?"

"Fine...."

They both went closer to him and posed. Colin and his brother took about 20 pictures when he was done. For one picture when Harry put his arm around them both, he thought he saw Princess Glory blush. Once Colin and his brother finally went away, they got to go back to their dinner and their conversation.

"Is it just me or does Princess Glory have a schizophrenia issue going on?" asked Ron.

"What?" questioned Joy.

"I don't mean that, it's just so weird... that one minute you think she's amazing, and the next minute, she goes all... Slytherin on us."

"Welcome to my world," said Joy. "Just when you think you've got her figured out, she shows you this side that's so unlike her own. It's entertaining, really, but it can be quite annoying."

"So... she's two-faced?" asked Harry.

"HARRY!" scolded Hermione.

"What? It's true!" said Harry. "I know it's really mean for me to say this about 'royalty', but it's like she's two-faced. First she's nice, then she's not, like a fair-weather friend or something."

"She's not usually like this," explained Joy. "She's been acting just... so different these past couple of days."

After they had finished, they went to their common room and finished their homework. Afterwards, Harry went up to his dorm, pulled out a piece of parchment, ink and feather and started writing to Remus:

Dear Remus,

So far, my 6th year of Hogwarts is great. I found out yesterday that the Princesses for Magic are at our school. Princess Joy is so nice, and Princess Glory is nice too, though who knows when she'll show, what Ron calls, her 'Slytherin' side. Maybe Malfoy's had an influence on her. Princess Joy is so happy, she puts a smile on your face. Snape is awful as always, and so is Malfoy. Our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher is Professor Luigi, you know, as in Mario and Luigi? He's so funny. He gave us so many sausages and pastries. I'm sending some to you. They come with a really nice plate! We played a DADA Jeopardy, and our house won. I loved the look on Malfoy's face when he found out the Slytherin's lost. I can't wait until Quidditch starts. I wonder who will be the new Quidditch coach. I hope you'll have a good year! I'm really going to miss you!

Harry

Harry rolled it up, put a ribbon on it and attached it to the plate of goodies. He wrote a quick letter to the Dursleys enclosed with a package of pastries, and gave them both to Hedwig. He put the white owl on his risk and let him fly through the dark sky to Remus and the Dursleys. He stared at the beautiful bird into the speck of white in the distance disappeared. He put on his pajamas and went to bed. It didn't take him very long to go to sleep. He wanted to fall asleep as quick as possible to see the days to come.

Author's Note: Thanks for reading! Hope you liked it, and REVIEWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PLEAAAAASSSSEEEE!!!!! Next chapter is: The First Quidditch Practice of the Season. Yes, Quidditch starts, and Harry gets something back from last year..... Oh, and Harry has a duel with Princess Glory. BUMBUMBAAA!!!!!! Keep readin'!