See disclaimer on chapter one
Chapter Two
SNAP. SNAP. Harry was snapping in Hermoine's face she was still in her "I love you so much Professor Vincent" dream land state.
"Huh, what," Hermoine started to interrogate Harry. " Harry what did you do that for I was busy thinking about something."
"Yeah, but Professor Vincent isn't something you should go into a trance for," Ron stated without the fear of consequences. Hermoine's face went so red she could have been a thermometer about to bust.
"Ron," Hermoine was hiding her anger, "you know that homework you and Harry needed help with and all those other things you needed help with?"
"Yeah," Ron started to feel unconfident about his snide remark.
"Now you've done it," Harry stated, completely aware of the two things that could happen. One, she thanks them and promises to do all of that such work. Not going to happen Harry thought. Two, she went off like a rocket on the Fourth of July. Yep, most definitely going to happen, Harry was about to head for the hills and run for cover.
"Well," she let the anger out, "you can do them all yourselves dumbstruck. AND, you can take all of you little comments and shove them up your, UGGG." A hand was laid on her shoulder. "What do you want," she turned to see Professor Vincent, "Professor Vincent, oh uh, hi, uh, how long have you been standing there?" Before he could answer she went all dreamy state once again.
"I've heard everything. It doesn't matter to me, well I can not wait to see you at tomorrows Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson. Good Bye for now." He slowly walked away and it was so quiet in the hall you could hear the ringing echoes of his footsteps any where in the Great Hall. Later that evening after you had to be in the common rooms
He woke up suddenly. Did he just hear that noise? It had to have been someone entering the common room. Harry sat up turned over the bed, put his blue fluffy slippers on and walked down into the living room area of the common room. The stood a dragon. Wait Harry backtracked, that wasn't a dragon it was Professor Vincent.
"Ah, just as I remember it. I still like my native Ravenclaw common room better. What would you say Harry, have you been in the Ravenclaw common room?" Professor Vincent turned and this made that dragon-like quality much clearer.
"No, sir I have not been in the Ravenclaw common room." Harry had a sure nervousness in his voice. Professor Vincent could tell.
"Oh, Harry don't be so nervous. You're not going to get in trouble. And I wont hurt you, besides, you'll learn about these tomorrow." He pointed to them. Harry nodded still in shock from what her had just seen and the fact that a mysterious man, soon to be a Professor, had a long sword and could kill two dragons almost instantly.
"Well sir if you don't mind I'll be going back to bed now." Harry began to turn and walk up the stairs.
"Well good night then Mr. Potter. Oh and by the way ask Miss Granger the if a Manticore was to attack you tomorrow and she didn't save you how would she feel." Harry was about to ask something but before he could. "By the way you don't need to know what a Manticore is." Harry was satisfied by that answer and continued on up to bed.
"So it seems I might have an actual opponent this year. Oh well, sometimes a challenge does a person good." He decided to take the quick back to his housing quarter. He appeared there immediately. He thought to himself how he loved to travel by using he time-freezing skills, especially since he could then rehabilitate himself with where things were in the school. I'll continue with what happens at the lesson soon. Its too late and im tired, keep sending good reviews.
Chapter Two
SNAP. SNAP. Harry was snapping in Hermoine's face she was still in her "I love you so much Professor Vincent" dream land state.
"Huh, what," Hermoine started to interrogate Harry. " Harry what did you do that for I was busy thinking about something."
"Yeah, but Professor Vincent isn't something you should go into a trance for," Ron stated without the fear of consequences. Hermoine's face went so red she could have been a thermometer about to bust.
"Ron," Hermoine was hiding her anger, "you know that homework you and Harry needed help with and all those other things you needed help with?"
"Yeah," Ron started to feel unconfident about his snide remark.
"Now you've done it," Harry stated, completely aware of the two things that could happen. One, she thanks them and promises to do all of that such work. Not going to happen Harry thought. Two, she went off like a rocket on the Fourth of July. Yep, most definitely going to happen, Harry was about to head for the hills and run for cover.
"Well," she let the anger out, "you can do them all yourselves dumbstruck. AND, you can take all of you little comments and shove them up your, UGGG." A hand was laid on her shoulder. "What do you want," she turned to see Professor Vincent, "Professor Vincent, oh uh, hi, uh, how long have you been standing there?" Before he could answer she went all dreamy state once again.
"I've heard everything. It doesn't matter to me, well I can not wait to see you at tomorrows Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson. Good Bye for now." He slowly walked away and it was so quiet in the hall you could hear the ringing echoes of his footsteps any where in the Great Hall. Later that evening after you had to be in the common rooms
He woke up suddenly. Did he just hear that noise? It had to have been someone entering the common room. Harry sat up turned over the bed, put his blue fluffy slippers on and walked down into the living room area of the common room. The stood a dragon. Wait Harry backtracked, that wasn't a dragon it was Professor Vincent.
"Ah, just as I remember it. I still like my native Ravenclaw common room better. What would you say Harry, have you been in the Ravenclaw common room?" Professor Vincent turned and this made that dragon-like quality much clearer.
"No, sir I have not been in the Ravenclaw common room." Harry had a sure nervousness in his voice. Professor Vincent could tell.
"Oh, Harry don't be so nervous. You're not going to get in trouble. And I wont hurt you, besides, you'll learn about these tomorrow." He pointed to them. Harry nodded still in shock from what her had just seen and the fact that a mysterious man, soon to be a Professor, had a long sword and could kill two dragons almost instantly.
"Well sir if you don't mind I'll be going back to bed now." Harry began to turn and walk up the stairs.
"Well good night then Mr. Potter. Oh and by the way ask Miss Granger the if a Manticore was to attack you tomorrow and she didn't save you how would she feel." Harry was about to ask something but before he could. "By the way you don't need to know what a Manticore is." Harry was satisfied by that answer and continued on up to bed.
"So it seems I might have an actual opponent this year. Oh well, sometimes a challenge does a person good." He decided to take the quick back to his housing quarter. He appeared there immediately. He thought to himself how he loved to travel by using he time-freezing skills, especially since he could then rehabilitate himself with where things were in the school. I'll continue with what happens at the lesson soon. Its too late and im tired, keep sending good reviews.