Chapter Six -- School
"Why didn't they tell us?" Ron said, "I reckon they don't trust us, Mum still thinks we're kids. We're already sixteen!"
"Ron," Hermione began but didn't continue when she saw Julianna staring outside the window, unconsciously scratching Hedwig's feathers. "Er- something wrong, Julianna?"
"Julianna?"
"What?"
"I said -"
"I was just wondering how would Voldemort take this? I haven't heard anything from him, he's really good at hiding."
"He's probably busy recruiting more dark wizards out there. Dumbledore's doing the same, that's why he's not here tonight. Did you notice that Sirius was reading another note before Mum ordered us to go to bed? I reckon it was from Dumbledore." Ron said.
"I guess."
The door opened suddenly and it was Mrs. Weasley, "Well, what are your three doing, go on sleep. Tomorrow's a big day for all of you. Ron, go to your room." Ron stood.
"What do you mean Mrs. Weasley?" asked Hermione.
"Well, you'll be continuing your lessons tomorrow."
They groaned.
The next day they were all happy to know that it was not Moody that will be teaching them but Lupin. "Brings back the old days, eh?" Ron said.
Julianna stretched noisily. "This will be fun."
"Good morning, had a good sleep?" said Lupin, "We'll be teaching you how to avoid unwelcoming spells and by the end of the day hopefully we'll be dueling."
"What do you mean 'we'?" asked Ron nervously as he looked at Moody.
"I'll be joining you." Sirius said cheerfully looking at Julianna who was still stretching, who hasn't heard what he had just said, "Shall we start?"
Sirius was obviously keeping an eye at Julianna and she was extremely relieved when Mrs. Weasley announced breakfast.
"How's it going, mate? Hermione and I were looking at you and it's pretty obvious that you're - well - you know."
"Julianna, if you talk to him you wouldn't be as awkward as you are now."
"Hermione, it's not as easy as it sounds, " Ron said, "believe me."
"Good, you're here, you've got letters." Mrs. Weasley said when they entered the house and the three began opening their letters.
"We still have school?" Ron said disbelievingly. "You-Know-Who's out there and we still have school?"
"Ron!" cried Mrs. Weasley and went to the kitchen.
"I wonder who's the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher?" asked Ginny shivering at the thought of their last professor.
"If it's Umbridge, I won't go." said Ron and was mimicking Professor Umbridge girly cough. Hem - Hem.
"It's not going to be Umbridge, silly. She's still confined at St. Mungo's." said Hermione. "I guess we're still prefects."
"I didn't know why Dumbledore picked me again since I'm not much of a prefect last year. What have you got there, Julianna?"
Hermione and Ron looked at her, "I'm going to have Occlumency lessons again."
"Well, about time." Hermione agreed.
"With Snape again? Poor Julianna."
"No, with Dumbledore."
"That should be fun." said Ginny, "Oh, I guess reading minds is not entirely fun eh? At least you'll know how to stop You-Know-Who from reading yours."
They were silent for a while, remembering the incident last year.
"Uhh," Hermione began, "I guess I have to go to Diagon Alley."
"Mum won't allow it. That's the reason why she bought us books and supplies herself last year. She wouldn't want us to go out there, you know." Ron said.
"I have to," Julianna said, "My robes won't fit me anymore, I grew a few inches this summer."
"Of course, you'll go." said Mrs. Weasley as she served them tea. "I was checking your robes and they were really old and short now."
Ron and Ginny looked at each other.
"I told Dumbledore that we are going shopping tomorrow and he obliged."
"He allowed us?"
"Why ever not? We'll be having a few people to come with us though."
"This is great!" Ron blurted. "Who's coming with us?"
"Some members of the Order." Hermione answered before Mrs. Weasley.
"You mean we're going out there with a bunch of bodyguards?" Ginny said, "Cool!"
Everybody seemed thrilled except for Julianna, she imagines Moody's expression when they're all out there buying robes and books and he bellowing at every wizard or witch who'll have the mistake to look at them.
It was not a pretty thought but it sounds fun.
"Why didn't they tell us?" Ron said, "I reckon they don't trust us, Mum still thinks we're kids. We're already sixteen!"
"Ron," Hermione began but didn't continue when she saw Julianna staring outside the window, unconsciously scratching Hedwig's feathers. "Er- something wrong, Julianna?"
"Julianna?"
"What?"
"I said -"
"I was just wondering how would Voldemort take this? I haven't heard anything from him, he's really good at hiding."
"He's probably busy recruiting more dark wizards out there. Dumbledore's doing the same, that's why he's not here tonight. Did you notice that Sirius was reading another note before Mum ordered us to go to bed? I reckon it was from Dumbledore." Ron said.
"I guess."
The door opened suddenly and it was Mrs. Weasley, "Well, what are your three doing, go on sleep. Tomorrow's a big day for all of you. Ron, go to your room." Ron stood.
"What do you mean Mrs. Weasley?" asked Hermione.
"Well, you'll be continuing your lessons tomorrow."
They groaned.
The next day they were all happy to know that it was not Moody that will be teaching them but Lupin. "Brings back the old days, eh?" Ron said.
Julianna stretched noisily. "This will be fun."
"Good morning, had a good sleep?" said Lupin, "We'll be teaching you how to avoid unwelcoming spells and by the end of the day hopefully we'll be dueling."
"What do you mean 'we'?" asked Ron nervously as he looked at Moody.
"I'll be joining you." Sirius said cheerfully looking at Julianna who was still stretching, who hasn't heard what he had just said, "Shall we start?"
Sirius was obviously keeping an eye at Julianna and she was extremely relieved when Mrs. Weasley announced breakfast.
"How's it going, mate? Hermione and I were looking at you and it's pretty obvious that you're - well - you know."
"Julianna, if you talk to him you wouldn't be as awkward as you are now."
"Hermione, it's not as easy as it sounds, " Ron said, "believe me."
"Good, you're here, you've got letters." Mrs. Weasley said when they entered the house and the three began opening their letters.
"We still have school?" Ron said disbelievingly. "You-Know-Who's out there and we still have school?"
"Ron!" cried Mrs. Weasley and went to the kitchen.
"I wonder who's the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher?" asked Ginny shivering at the thought of their last professor.
"If it's Umbridge, I won't go." said Ron and was mimicking Professor Umbridge girly cough. Hem - Hem.
"It's not going to be Umbridge, silly. She's still confined at St. Mungo's." said Hermione. "I guess we're still prefects."
"I didn't know why Dumbledore picked me again since I'm not much of a prefect last year. What have you got there, Julianna?"
Hermione and Ron looked at her, "I'm going to have Occlumency lessons again."
"Well, about time." Hermione agreed.
"With Snape again? Poor Julianna."
"No, with Dumbledore."
"That should be fun." said Ginny, "Oh, I guess reading minds is not entirely fun eh? At least you'll know how to stop You-Know-Who from reading yours."
They were silent for a while, remembering the incident last year.
"Uhh," Hermione began, "I guess I have to go to Diagon Alley."
"Mum won't allow it. That's the reason why she bought us books and supplies herself last year. She wouldn't want us to go out there, you know." Ron said.
"I have to," Julianna said, "My robes won't fit me anymore, I grew a few inches this summer."
"Of course, you'll go." said Mrs. Weasley as she served them tea. "I was checking your robes and they were really old and short now."
Ron and Ginny looked at each other.
"I told Dumbledore that we are going shopping tomorrow and he obliged."
"He allowed us?"
"Why ever not? We'll be having a few people to come with us though."
"This is great!" Ron blurted. "Who's coming with us?"
"Some members of the Order." Hermione answered before Mrs. Weasley.
"You mean we're going out there with a bunch of bodyguards?" Ginny said, "Cool!"
Everybody seemed thrilled except for Julianna, she imagines Moody's expression when they're all out there buying robes and books and he bellowing at every wizard or witch who'll have the mistake to look at them.
It was not a pretty thought but it sounds fun.