CHAPTER 3: NEW TEACHER
"Professor Jerall?" asked Hermione, "may we ask you something about that Valentines dance?" She looked up at Professor Jerall, tall and thin with green eyes like Harry and red hair, like Ginny. She wore a black dress that looked perfect on her. Her hair was up in a tight bun, curly and lovely. She wore a white sweater, and black strappy shoes. "Yes my dears?" she answered in a smooth, cool voice. "About the clothes for the dance? How do you order the clothes? How much do they cost? When will we receive them? What if they doesn't fit?" Hermione threw all these questions at Professor Jerall at once. "Slow down, dear. Now you order them by this," she got out her wand, and with the flick of a wrist, a catalogue appeared in the girl's hands, "you write down the item number, your name, size, and how many you want. It will be sent to my father's shop. On the cost, it will be at a discount on account that I work here and these are my students. It will range from 5 galleons to 45 galleons. You will receive them 2 to 3 days after you order them. If they don't fit, you come to me and I will make it larger or smaller." "How?" asked Ginny. "Family secret, Hun. Anything else you wanted to see me about?" "No. Thank you so much Professor." "No problem girls. Now here," she flicked her wand again and instantly 3 late passes were in the girl's hands, "run along to class." They girls quickly walked to the hallway. Ginny begged good bye to Hermione and Lavender and went up the stairs. Hermione and Lavender walked into potions class and everyone looked at them. "Miss Granger, Miss Brown, why are you late?" asked Snape in his usual, cold voice. He stared up at them, his gray eyes staring at them. "W-we have passes, Sir." Hermione stated. They stood still as Snape moved towards them slowly, the whole class turned around to see. Harry and Ron looked nervous. They knew Hermione never got in trouble. Snape stepped up the Hermione and Lavender and snatched the passes out of their hands. He looked at the passes, then at the girls, then at the passes again. "Very well. Take your seats please." He walked back down to the front. Lavender let out a sigh of relief, and met up with Parvati and Hermione with Ron and Harry. "Close one," Ron whispered to Hermione. She nodded her head and looked around the class. Today they shared a class with Ravenclaw. She saw Cho, then looked at Harry. He was looking at her, too. Hermione was kind of disappointed. She hoped that for once, he would look at her with his bright green eyes. But then she directed her attention to the lesson, as did Harry. The lesson seemed to drag on forever, even though it wasn't a doubles class. Finally, the bells rang, and the class scrambled to get out of the dark, cold dungeon. They next had Defense Against the Dark Arts. The students moved slowly into the classroom, dreading because they had to hand in their reports on the effect the Dark Wizarding community had on us. Of course, Hermione had her out, on 3 full sheets of parchment, ready to get collected. Harry and Ron only had theirs on 1 sheet of Parchment, feeling like idiots. Of course, everyone knew Hermione was the smartest in the class. "Yes, yes, now reports ready to go," said a voice not familiar to Harry or any other student, except Hermione and Lavender. Professor Jerall stepped out into the light. Hermione smiled, and so did half of the boys in the class. Professor Jerall smiled, rolled her eyes, and went around picking up the reports. Hermione looked at the class, which was being shared with Slytherin. The only boys who weren't smiling were Harry, Ron, Neville, Dean, Crabbe and Goyle. They rest seemed to be practically drooling over her. She went to her briefcase and bent over to open it (you could imagine the look on the boy's faces). She stood up again and handed out a worksheet with the title "Defense for Dummies" Everyone, especially Hermione, looked up at her in a state of confusion. "Don't mind the title, I didn't make it up. Now I want you all to fill in the worksheet. If you have any problems, please come see me. Nobody had problems, and the class worked silently for the rest of the class. The bell rang, and the students placed their worksheets on their way out. "Have a good day!" Professor Jerall shouted as the class left. Hermione walked with Harry, Ron, Neville, Lavender and Ginny as they went to lunch. Hermione kept making quick glances at Harry. She turned to Ginny, who had obviously seen Draco. "Don't bother looking at him Ginny, he was drooling over Professor Jerall in Defense." Stated Hermione. Ginny looked shocked at first, but then said, "So what? I like him and I want to ask him to the dance." "Just hope he doesn't turn you down. He'll probably end up going with," Hermione screwed her face up in a horrible manner, "Pansy Perkins, that evil little witch." Ginny concealed a laugh as they entered Great Hall.
CHAPTER 4: THE BIG QUESTION
They all sat down for lunch, and food immediately showed up, so Dumbledore had no speech to make today. Harry leaned in closely so only Ron and Hermione could hear. "I'm going to ask Cho, guys," whispered Harry, "I'm really going to do it." Hermione was happy for Harry, but at the bottom of her heart, she wished a tiny bit that he got turned down. "Good luck, Harry," Hermione whispered.
"Yeah, good luck, Har," said Ron. Harry took a deep breath, stood up and went over to the Ravenclaw table, where Cho was sitting. Harry was shaking from nervousness, and tried to steady himself. "C-Cho? Could I speak to you, please?" asked Harry nervously. "OK, sure." Cho stood up, her long black hair slightly flowing, but even so, it made harry like her more. They walked to a corner of the Great Hall that was dimly lit. Harry shook the whole way, but got over it when they reached the corner. Last time he asked her in front of all of her friends, this time he tried by himself. "Cho, first off, I really like you, and you know I do," or at least Harry hoped she did, "and I was wondering if you wanted to go to the Valentine's Dance with me." Harry stared into Cho's bright blue eyes, as did Cho for Harry. She then put her head down and let out a big sigh. Harry's heart was in his throat. 'Oh God' he thought to himself ' this is it. She's going to reject me.' "Harry, I'd love to go to the dance with you," replied Cho. Harry's lump in his throat had finally dropped. He started to smile. "Y-You would? Really?" he asked enthusiastically. "Yes, Harry really."
"Cool. See you there, then," said Harry coolly. "Yeah, I guess so," said Cho. She walked briskly back to her table, only glancing back once to look at Harry. Harry walked back feeling like he was floating on air. Cho said yes. Yes to him. Nothing else mattered in the world right now because he was going to the Valentine's Dance with Cho Chang. "Well?" asked Ron and Hermione when he sat down. He let his big smile do the talking. Ron's eyes widened, as did Hermione's. "Oh...my...God...she said..." Started Ron "Yes," finished Harry. He had the biggest grin on his face. Hermione smiled, but inside she felt down. 'Now, I'm never going to get Harry. It's over before it started.' she thought. "I never doubted she would turn you down Harry," she lied, "never." "Thanks Hermione. Who are you going with?" "I don't know yet. Probably nobody." "Don't sat that," said Harry, "you will get asked, I'm sure of it." "Really?" asked Hermione "Yes Mione, really." Harry had never called her Mione before. Maybe he liked her. Her sprits lifted. But now she wouldn't need to get that outfit from Professor Jerall. 'Nah' she thought 'get it anyway. He might still notice you.' They talk through the rest of lunch, and then Hermione, Lavender and Ginny met up again. They all walked up to the teacher's table to find Professor Jerall sitting at the table, reading a book called "Double or Nothing" By James McGall.
"Professor Jerall?" asked Hermione, "may we ask you something about that Valentines dance?" She looked up at Professor Jerall, tall and thin with green eyes like Harry and red hair, like Ginny. She wore a black dress that looked perfect on her. Her hair was up in a tight bun, curly and lovely. She wore a white sweater, and black strappy shoes. "Yes my dears?" she answered in a smooth, cool voice. "About the clothes for the dance? How do you order the clothes? How much do they cost? When will we receive them? What if they doesn't fit?" Hermione threw all these questions at Professor Jerall at once. "Slow down, dear. Now you order them by this," she got out her wand, and with the flick of a wrist, a catalogue appeared in the girl's hands, "you write down the item number, your name, size, and how many you want. It will be sent to my father's shop. On the cost, it will be at a discount on account that I work here and these are my students. It will range from 5 galleons to 45 galleons. You will receive them 2 to 3 days after you order them. If they don't fit, you come to me and I will make it larger or smaller." "How?" asked Ginny. "Family secret, Hun. Anything else you wanted to see me about?" "No. Thank you so much Professor." "No problem girls. Now here," she flicked her wand again and instantly 3 late passes were in the girl's hands, "run along to class." They girls quickly walked to the hallway. Ginny begged good bye to Hermione and Lavender and went up the stairs. Hermione and Lavender walked into potions class and everyone looked at them. "Miss Granger, Miss Brown, why are you late?" asked Snape in his usual, cold voice. He stared up at them, his gray eyes staring at them. "W-we have passes, Sir." Hermione stated. They stood still as Snape moved towards them slowly, the whole class turned around to see. Harry and Ron looked nervous. They knew Hermione never got in trouble. Snape stepped up the Hermione and Lavender and snatched the passes out of their hands. He looked at the passes, then at the girls, then at the passes again. "Very well. Take your seats please." He walked back down to the front. Lavender let out a sigh of relief, and met up with Parvati and Hermione with Ron and Harry. "Close one," Ron whispered to Hermione. She nodded her head and looked around the class. Today they shared a class with Ravenclaw. She saw Cho, then looked at Harry. He was looking at her, too. Hermione was kind of disappointed. She hoped that for once, he would look at her with his bright green eyes. But then she directed her attention to the lesson, as did Harry. The lesson seemed to drag on forever, even though it wasn't a doubles class. Finally, the bells rang, and the class scrambled to get out of the dark, cold dungeon. They next had Defense Against the Dark Arts. The students moved slowly into the classroom, dreading because they had to hand in their reports on the effect the Dark Wizarding community had on us. Of course, Hermione had her out, on 3 full sheets of parchment, ready to get collected. Harry and Ron only had theirs on 1 sheet of Parchment, feeling like idiots. Of course, everyone knew Hermione was the smartest in the class. "Yes, yes, now reports ready to go," said a voice not familiar to Harry or any other student, except Hermione and Lavender. Professor Jerall stepped out into the light. Hermione smiled, and so did half of the boys in the class. Professor Jerall smiled, rolled her eyes, and went around picking up the reports. Hermione looked at the class, which was being shared with Slytherin. The only boys who weren't smiling were Harry, Ron, Neville, Dean, Crabbe and Goyle. They rest seemed to be practically drooling over her. She went to her briefcase and bent over to open it (you could imagine the look on the boy's faces). She stood up again and handed out a worksheet with the title "Defense for Dummies" Everyone, especially Hermione, looked up at her in a state of confusion. "Don't mind the title, I didn't make it up. Now I want you all to fill in the worksheet. If you have any problems, please come see me. Nobody had problems, and the class worked silently for the rest of the class. The bell rang, and the students placed their worksheets on their way out. "Have a good day!" Professor Jerall shouted as the class left. Hermione walked with Harry, Ron, Neville, Lavender and Ginny as they went to lunch. Hermione kept making quick glances at Harry. She turned to Ginny, who had obviously seen Draco. "Don't bother looking at him Ginny, he was drooling over Professor Jerall in Defense." Stated Hermione. Ginny looked shocked at first, but then said, "So what? I like him and I want to ask him to the dance." "Just hope he doesn't turn you down. He'll probably end up going with," Hermione screwed her face up in a horrible manner, "Pansy Perkins, that evil little witch." Ginny concealed a laugh as they entered Great Hall.
CHAPTER 4: THE BIG QUESTION
They all sat down for lunch, and food immediately showed up, so Dumbledore had no speech to make today. Harry leaned in closely so only Ron and Hermione could hear. "I'm going to ask Cho, guys," whispered Harry, "I'm really going to do it." Hermione was happy for Harry, but at the bottom of her heart, she wished a tiny bit that he got turned down. "Good luck, Harry," Hermione whispered.
"Yeah, good luck, Har," said Ron. Harry took a deep breath, stood up and went over to the Ravenclaw table, where Cho was sitting. Harry was shaking from nervousness, and tried to steady himself. "C-Cho? Could I speak to you, please?" asked Harry nervously. "OK, sure." Cho stood up, her long black hair slightly flowing, but even so, it made harry like her more. They walked to a corner of the Great Hall that was dimly lit. Harry shook the whole way, but got over it when they reached the corner. Last time he asked her in front of all of her friends, this time he tried by himself. "Cho, first off, I really like you, and you know I do," or at least Harry hoped she did, "and I was wondering if you wanted to go to the Valentine's Dance with me." Harry stared into Cho's bright blue eyes, as did Cho for Harry. She then put her head down and let out a big sigh. Harry's heart was in his throat. 'Oh God' he thought to himself ' this is it. She's going to reject me.' "Harry, I'd love to go to the dance with you," replied Cho. Harry's lump in his throat had finally dropped. He started to smile. "Y-You would? Really?" he asked enthusiastically. "Yes, Harry really."
"Cool. See you there, then," said Harry coolly. "Yeah, I guess so," said Cho. She walked briskly back to her table, only glancing back once to look at Harry. Harry walked back feeling like he was floating on air. Cho said yes. Yes to him. Nothing else mattered in the world right now because he was going to the Valentine's Dance with Cho Chang. "Well?" asked Ron and Hermione when he sat down. He let his big smile do the talking. Ron's eyes widened, as did Hermione's. "Oh...my...God...she said..." Started Ron "Yes," finished Harry. He had the biggest grin on his face. Hermione smiled, but inside she felt down. 'Now, I'm never going to get Harry. It's over before it started.' she thought. "I never doubted she would turn you down Harry," she lied, "never." "Thanks Hermione. Who are you going with?" "I don't know yet. Probably nobody." "Don't sat that," said Harry, "you will get asked, I'm sure of it." "Really?" asked Hermione "Yes Mione, really." Harry had never called her Mione before. Maybe he liked her. Her sprits lifted. But now she wouldn't need to get that outfit from Professor Jerall. 'Nah' she thought 'get it anyway. He might still notice you.' They talk through the rest of lunch, and then Hermione, Lavender and Ginny met up again. They all walked up to the teacher's table to find Professor Jerall sitting at the table, reading a book called "Double or Nothing" By James McGall.