[Disclaimer: oops, 4got this b4. I do not own Harry, Hermione, Ron, Voldemort, Famous Witch & Wizard cards, Hogwarts, thestrals, Aurors, Professor McGonagall, Headmaster Albus Dumbledore, Hagrid, Gryffindor, the Scar, house-elves, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans, the Portrait Hole, the Great Hall, Divination, Professor Trelawney, Potions, Slytherin, Professor Snape, Draco Malfoy, Pensieves, Care of Magical Creatures, etc. Ok I think that covers all the things I have "stolen" thus far! Also, by calling this a version of the sixth book, it doesn't mean I have any clue what the book will really be about, nor do I have secret connections with J.K. Rowling.]
Come Sunday, Ron was out of the hospital wing. It was very true that he was sensitive-if someone accidentally breathed on him, he'd jump a foot in the air-but it was great to have him back in class.
Nobody dared talk to him about what happened (except Malfoy, of course, who screamed shrilly and jumped backwards into a chair or wall once in a while when they met eyes), which Harry knew was a good thing, as Ron himself acted like it never happened.
On Monday morning, Harry and Ron headed to Divination. Professor Trelawney had returned, meaning Harry was in for a full class of repeatedly being told that he could die any second. This is not what Harry wanted to hear; even though he knew that Professor Trelawney was a great buffoonish git, it did not take his mind away from the situation with Voldemort.
After that, it was double Potions with Slytherin. This, again, was far from Harry's picture of an ideal class; though he did make his potion almost as well as Hermione, being with Snape and Malfoy at the same time made life difficult (Snape had not yet fully forgiven him for looking into the Pensieve and finding out his worst memory).
Finally, before lunch, it was Care of Magical Creatures, in which they learned about the Ponk Dragon. It was the tiniest, most hot-headed creature Harry ever saw that wasn't some kind of bug. Even still, this was an improvement, as this class had Hagrid.
Harry and Ron both liked their new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor very much. He wasn't a werewolf, or self-absorbed, or cruel and mean, or hiding a truly evil wizard under his turban. Actually, he was kind of like a male Professor McGonagall-could be strict and piercing sometimes, but he wasn't really mean. Although, mysteriously, no one knew his name. Neither Dumbledore nor the professor mentioned it. This was very odd indeed. Perhaps with the Ron incident at the beginning of the year, it never crossed Dumbledore's mind that he didn't tell the students.
But what was the excuse for the professor? Surely he did not just forget that he had never been introduced? It was possible, Harry supposed, but not likely in any matter.
This bothered Harry more by the second. First he thought that it was no big deal that he had not yet learned his new professor's name. Then he thought that maybe this was someone trying to spy on "his pupils". Harry's fear slowly escalated over the next week, until finally he was molded to his fear that his new professor was a follower of Voldemort. Hermione and Ron kept telling him that he was acting rash, 'Dumbledore wouldn't hire a Death Eater,' they both kept drilling into him. But, as Harry had pointed out, Snape himself had been a Death Eater. And then one of the two would shoot back 'Dumbledore trusts Snape, you know that, he's in the Order!'
Harry pretended to go along with this whenever it came up, yet he was sold on the theory that his new professor was a Death Eater, disguised as someone else, who told Dumbledore that he would not like to be introduced immediately. He was sold that this new professor did not want to teach-he wanted to bring Harry to Voldemort.
Come Sunday, Ron was out of the hospital wing. It was very true that he was sensitive-if someone accidentally breathed on him, he'd jump a foot in the air-but it was great to have him back in class.
Nobody dared talk to him about what happened (except Malfoy, of course, who screamed shrilly and jumped backwards into a chair or wall once in a while when they met eyes), which Harry knew was a good thing, as Ron himself acted like it never happened.
On Monday morning, Harry and Ron headed to Divination. Professor Trelawney had returned, meaning Harry was in for a full class of repeatedly being told that he could die any second. This is not what Harry wanted to hear; even though he knew that Professor Trelawney was a great buffoonish git, it did not take his mind away from the situation with Voldemort.
After that, it was double Potions with Slytherin. This, again, was far from Harry's picture of an ideal class; though he did make his potion almost as well as Hermione, being with Snape and Malfoy at the same time made life difficult (Snape had not yet fully forgiven him for looking into the Pensieve and finding out his worst memory).
Finally, before lunch, it was Care of Magical Creatures, in which they learned about the Ponk Dragon. It was the tiniest, most hot-headed creature Harry ever saw that wasn't some kind of bug. Even still, this was an improvement, as this class had Hagrid.
Harry and Ron both liked their new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor very much. He wasn't a werewolf, or self-absorbed, or cruel and mean, or hiding a truly evil wizard under his turban. Actually, he was kind of like a male Professor McGonagall-could be strict and piercing sometimes, but he wasn't really mean. Although, mysteriously, no one knew his name. Neither Dumbledore nor the professor mentioned it. This was very odd indeed. Perhaps with the Ron incident at the beginning of the year, it never crossed Dumbledore's mind that he didn't tell the students.
But what was the excuse for the professor? Surely he did not just forget that he had never been introduced? It was possible, Harry supposed, but not likely in any matter.
This bothered Harry more by the second. First he thought that it was no big deal that he had not yet learned his new professor's name. Then he thought that maybe this was someone trying to spy on "his pupils". Harry's fear slowly escalated over the next week, until finally he was molded to his fear that his new professor was a follower of Voldemort. Hermione and Ron kept telling him that he was acting rash, 'Dumbledore wouldn't hire a Death Eater,' they both kept drilling into him. But, as Harry had pointed out, Snape himself had been a Death Eater. And then one of the two would shoot back 'Dumbledore trusts Snape, you know that, he's in the Order!'
Harry pretended to go along with this whenever it came up, yet he was sold on the theory that his new professor was a Death Eater, disguised as someone else, who told Dumbledore that he would not like to be introduced immediately. He was sold that this new professor did not want to teach-he wanted to bring Harry to Voldemort.