This was the day they had to get back to work. Harry had been told by Elizabeth that she had quite a few prep classes, even though she didn't take the OWL tests. Her classes were potions, charms, transfiguration, care of magical creatures, Herbology, defense against the dark arts, and divination. Her extra class for her career was care of magical creatures. When Harry and Ron were in History of Magic, Elizabeth would be in divination. Then when they gave up those two classes for two weeks of each semester, Harry and Ron would get Auror Training, while Elizabeth took the advanced care of magical creatures.

"Think we'd have Trelawny back this year?" Ron asked as they made their way to breakfast.

"I doubt it. Firenze's still not allowed back into the forest and he's got to be able to do something," Harry replied.

While they were eating, Harry noticed Cho giving Elizabeth dirty looks. "Elizabeth, who was the second person who yelled at you?"

"The Asian girl who keeps trying to kill me with her eyes."

"Why'd she yell at you?" Ron inquired.

"Well, she started out being nice. You know, 'Where're you from? What're your hobbies? Who're you replacing?' Stuff like that. I asked her how they determined people for houses, because Malfoy had said something about houses. She explained it all and then asked me which house I thought I was going into. I came to the same result that the hat did and I told her. A second later she got this ugly scowl on her face. I asked her what was wrong but she just told me to go find another compartment. I left and walked straight into your compartment."

Ron shot a look at Harry and shook his head. "Harry, you really can pick 'em."

Elizabeth was confused over this comment. "What do you mean? He really can pick 'em? Do you like that girl?"

Harry blushed as he went back to his food. He muttered something that sounded like, "Used to."

"Yeah and she's a mental faucet! Every time she was with Harry she'd cry over her last boyfriend."

"What happened to him?"

Ron explained about Cedric and they finished their breakfast. They got up to go to their morning classes. They led Elizabeth to classroom 11 and then went to History of Magic.

After wistfully looking out the windows for forty-five minutes, Harry and Ron went to go see if divination was over.

"Is there anything I can do to make your stay better?" Harry heard Elizabeth ask.

"No, young human, but what seems to be devotion to the old ways and ancient beasts that you possess has indeed brightened my day and made me see that, if there are more humans like you, the world still has hope left," was Firenze's reply with gratitude.

Harry saw Elizabeth walk out of the classroom looking positively happy, like she had just gotten a real treat.

"I think he likes you, Elizabeth," Ron teased.

"Oh, puh-lease! A being of superior intelligence, understanding, and, of course, a being of myth, being attracted to a mere human who can't comprehend half the things he says? I don't think so."

"Bet you wished he was," Ron laughed.

"Not really," Elizabeth defended.

Both of them seemed to not notice Harry's eyes flash and his face go red. His knuckles were white from clenching them into fists, but when Elizabeth denied it for the fifth time, his tension eased. Even Harry didn't understand his reaction.

Forgetting about what just happened, they went to Herbology.

"Today, I know this plant's a little simple, but it's just a review. You will have to pot and plant Nightshade for part of your grade in this class. After it's done growing for examinations in June, you're to cut it and use it in one of Professor Snape's basic Nightshade potions to prove you grew it correctly," jovial Professor Sprout explained.

The class went about gathering soil, seeds, and pots. Harry saw that Elizabeth had buried her seeds to shallow. "Erm…Elizabeth?" he said gently.

"Hmm?" she replied as she looked up from her plant. Harry almost expected to see her tongue hanging out in concentration, she was planting the thing with such intensity.

"I think you dug too small a hole."

"Eh? Oh, right. Oops…growing plants never was my thing…holy sh— Sorry!" A ceramic pot fell to the ground and shattered. Dirt was all over the place. Embarrassment turned to anger in a split second.

"Mr. Potter, would you kindly assist Miss Pentillo? Seems someone's a little on the clumsy side today," Sprout mentioned.

Elizabeth blushed, muttered something about insolent plants, and went back to potting a whole new seed.

The three of them finished their classes and then started heading back to the Common Room.

"Do you know a lot about potions?" Ron asked Elizabeth.

"No. I have to take extra classes to catch up with you guys. Why?"

"Because Harry and I always got help with potions from our friend, Hermione. Since she's gone, I…I mean, we don't know what we're going to do," Ron explained.

"Sorry I can't help. Wish I could."

Indeed, Ron had been asking her questions like this throughout the whole day. When Elizabeth sat in a desk, eyes lit up, back totally straight, it wasn't hard for Ron to think of her as Hermione's replacement. But Harry knew better. He knew she wasn't anything like Hermione.

"When do we have Defense against the Dark Arts?" Elizabeth inquired.

"This Wednesday," Harry replied automatically. He had been gearing up to this point when he was going to be a student teacher for his year and house. He only hoped he would be as good as Remus.

Before they could get to the Common Room, Harry was cornered by someone. "Hello, Harry," the ghost greeted him once he was cornered.

Harry looked at Ron, who was holding back a laugh. "Oh, hi, Myrtle," Harry said awkwardly.

"You haven't been in to visit me for at least two years, Harry. I've missed you," complained Myrtle.

"But you're in the girls' lavatory. I can't go in there."

"You told me that last time. You don't even go into the prefects' bathroom anymore," Myrtle insisted dolefully.

Harry saw, out of the corner of his eye, Elizabeth and Ron whispering. Myrtle saw it, too. "You're talking about me," she said as she turned to them. "You're not that Granger girl," she remarked to Elizabeth.

"No, I'm not," Elizabeth agreed.

"Well, then don't make me ask you who you are and what you're doing with Harry." Myrtle glared into Elizabeth's eyes.

Ron couldn't keep in his laughter any more.

"I'm Elizabeth. I happen to be one of Harry's friends. If you don't like it, then you can just go jump in the lake," she snapped, making herself louder than Ron's laughing.

Moaning Myrtle's eyes watered. "Fine," she sniffed, "I will." And, with that, she flew off towards the girls' bathroom, bawling.

"Don't you know that the toilets she haunts go straight into the lake?" Harry reminded.

"Oops." Elizabeth looked like she was really sorry. "I've got one heck of a big mouth."

"Harry, I think she was getting a little desperate. She never leaves the lavatories."

"Oh, shut up." Harry glanced at Elizabeth to see how she reacted to that, but she seemed to not be bothered by it. She was just a little embarrassed that she had forgotten certain things.

They got back to the Common Room completed their homework for the day, at least, Harry and Ron did. Elizabeth was writing in her spiral notebook.

"Why aren't you doing your homework?" Harry asked.

"I can do it, later. I've got all week, don't I?" Elizabeth responded nonchalantly.

"Not for the potions essay," Ron informed.

Elizabeth just shrugged her shoulders. "I'll do it before I go to bed."

At about seven, Elizabeth left. She said not to tell anyone that she was taking 'make up' classes, because, supposedly, since she was a foreign exchange student, she should already know all these things. She did not tell them why she had to take make-up classes. They'd never believe her.

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