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Chapter 8
Hogwarts and Surprises
Harry was still at the Granger's for now and had been thinking of something for quite some time. Harry got out of bed and walked through the bathroom into Hermione's room and walked to her bedside. He awoke her, so that she was sitting up. He took her hand and knelt down. The other hand holding a small blue velvet box (A/N: That had a ring of course). He looked up at her, into her eyes.
"Hermione Granger, will you, marry me?" he asked sincerely. She smiled and stood up.
"Yes Harry Potter, I will," she replied, gently pulling on his arm to help him up. She put her arms around his neck, he slid his around her waist, pulling her closer to him. Both leaned forward for a kiss, and got one. The kiss soon there turned into a passionate French kiss. They did eventually separate after Hermione's parents had knocked on her door and had come in.
"Hermione, do you know where -- Oh," they started
"Well, I guess you found him before we did," said Mrs. Granger. They separated and looked at her parents. Hermione laughed slightly and nodded.
'When are we going to tell them I wonder?' thought Harry. 'Now' Hermione mouthed.
"Harry just proposed to me," she stated with a smile.
"Oh," her parents replied, looking shocked.
"And she said yes," said Harry, smiling. Her parents smiled and nodded.
"Well, uh, I made French toast for breakfast if you two wouldn't mind joining us," said Mrs. Granger, with a smile. A tap at the window took Hermione over to the window to open it. Two owls came in. One went to Harry and one, to Hermione.
Dear Mr. Potter,
I would invite you to come back to Hogwarts, as Professor Potter. In doing so, I would ask that you would teach Defence Against the Dark Arts, as well, as Flying Lessons. You would also have permission to create a duelling club. Please owl back as soon as possible with your reply.
Minerva McGonagol
___________________________________________________
Dear Ms. Granger,
I would invite you to come back to Hogwarts, as Professor Granger. In doing so, I would ask that you would teach Transfiguration in my place. Please owl back as soon as possible with your reply. Oh and, congratulations, I wondered when Mr. Potter would get around to asking you.
Minerva McGonagol
Hermione and Harry looked up, Hermione laughed.
"I assume you got much the same letter I did?" asked Harry. Hermione nodded. Harry walked over and they switched letters, they read them, and Harry laughed. They handed the letters over to her parents. Mr. Granger had gotten Hermione's letter, and Mrs. Granger had been reading over his shoulder, both parents laughed.
"So are you going to accept?" they asked. Harry and Hermione looked to each other. They stared a moment, both in thought, and smiled. They turned back to her parents and nodded. Their parents nodded as well. Harry quickly wrote a letter back to McGonagol saying they accepted and sent it off with Hedwig. Afterwards, they walked downstairs to eat breakfast. They ate, mostly in silence, but did start up conversations every now and then.
"It's going to be weird going back to Hogwarts..." started Harry, a somewhat blank look on his face.
"Yeah... I wonder who else will be coming back?" replied Hermione.
"Hopefully not Malfoy. Then again, if Malfoy came, I would assume, Snape had left, so, which is better, Snape, or Malfoy?" replied Harry, with a sly smile. Hermione laughed.
"If I had to choose... actually, I think I'd stick with Snape," she replied with a somewhat confused, thoughtful expression. Harry nodded with the same expression written upon him face.
"So, who are these two people?" asked Mr. Granger. Harry gave a confused expression wondering why they didn't at least know about Malfoy.
"Draco Malfoy is a boy from the Slytherin house from our year. He's a prat, biggest prat ever at school. Actually I dunno, who knows about his relatives. Snape, is a professor at Hogwarts, he's also the head of the Slytherin house. He teaches potions class," he replied blankly. The parents nodded.
"Slytherin's the house that can sometimes speak snake language, correct?" asked the parents. Hermione and Harry looked up. A sad expression came over his face. Hermione nodded sullenly. The parents looked towards each other; then nodded. 'Not only Slytherins can speak Parseltongue... I can... I talked to the python at the zoo, and the snake that Malfoy conjured up during their first duel in second year. I wish I couldn't speak Parseltongue... life would be easier... Then again, if I couldn't, Ginny might still be down in the Chamber of Secrets... This is all somehow my fault... Cedric... Sirius... everything... I endanger all around me...' Harry was in deep thought, not really paying attention to anything else.
"Harry, stop blaming yourself, you know that Cedric wasn't your fault, neither was Ginny getting taken to the Chamber of Secrets, you saved her life Harry. Even if you were right about the last bit, we choose to stay by you Harry," stated Hermione. Her parents looked up with confused faces wondering where the comment had come from. Harry nodded sullenly.
"And don't you dare start thinking that THIS was your fault, that was my fault Harry, not yours. If you want to go deep enough to the problem, it was also Voldemort's fault," she said again, looking at him. He nodded sullenly. Hermione suddenly noticed her parents and looked down. Harry looked up and saw her parent's expressions.
"I don't think they know what you were replying to 'Mione, or if they do, they probably want to know how," Harry said. Hermione looked up and nodded.
"Well, are you wondering?" Hermione asked them. They nodded slightly. Hermione lifted her right hand so that they could see the scar that it now bore. Harry lifted up his bangs to show his. Hermione put her hand on the table, palm side up and stared at it as she spoke. Her parents still looked confused.
"These scars link us, or rather, I believe they link me to him. Harry has no link to me, or if he does he's never showed that fact," she paused and looked at Harry.
"Harry, stop thinking so much, you're distracting me. Anyway, when Harry thinks deeply about things, like when he's dreaming, and the dream is having a hard impact on Harry, I can also see the images running through his mind," she paused and looked to Harry, he nodded.
"Harry's scar was given him, by Voldemort when he was one year old. Voldemort cast the Avada Kedavra spell on Harry, which, because of his mother's love for him when she was protecting him when she died, basically rebounded to Voldemort, but left Harry his scar. When that happened, some of Voldemort's traits went to Harry; this is how he has to ability to speak Parseltongue--snake language," she paused again, inhaling deeply.
"My scar however, was not given to me by means of spell, or by means of Voldemort. It was given by Harry. Though Harry did not give it to me. He was asleep when I got this scar. I was trying to wake him... from an intense nightmare.... When I placed my palm upon his scar. It stayed there long enough, and his scar was hot enough, that it gave me this," she said, indicating the scar on her palm.
"It is not Harry's fault, but mine if anyone is going to be blaming anyone, or Voldemort if you wish to go that far. Harry's scar, gave me mine, and I seem to now have a link to him," she finished, sighing. There was silence until another owl came in through Hermione's window and came downstairs. Hemione took the letter from the owl and gave it some water.
Dear Ms. Granger, and Mr. Potter,
We would like to remind Mr. Potter to bring along, his broom, and possibly any old Defence Against the Dark Arts text books, for they may be useful. Ms. Granger, may wish to bring old Transfiguration textbooks, for the same reason. Both of you will need to be at the school two weeks before school starts, which, I might add, is starting one month from now. I shall see you then.
Minerva McGonagal
"Heh, summer went by nicely, didn't it. I'm sure those returning students thought so as well. It will be nice to see Dumbledore again," Harry said with a smile. Hermione nodded, smiling as well. For the rest of the week, Harry and Hermione followed their regular schedule, but on Friday they both spent the day packing. When Hermione's parents got home, they hugged good-bye and left through the floo-network. they had gone directly to Dumbledore's office. The first thing they saw was an old man in a chair. The man turned to face them and smiled. It was Dumbledore.
"Hello Harry, Hermione," he greeted, with the same mystical face he usually kept.
"Hello Dumbledore," they replied. He motioned for them to sit in front of his desk, they walked over and sat down.
"Well, I would welcome you back to Hogwarts. Minerva has asked to resign as Head of the Gryffindor house, I was wondering if you would take up the offer Harry. I would advise you to start planning out all your lesson plans for the next month or two, other than that, I would go to Minerva that she might show you your rooms," he stated. Harry had a slight face of shock, as did Hermione, but he nodded, and they stood up to leave.
"Good luck," he said to them, as they left his office. They smiled at him and nodded. They walked to Minerva's office and entered.
"Good evening," she said warmly to them upon seeing them enter.
"Good evening, Dumbledore said to come to you to be shown to our rooms," replied Harry. She nodded and stood up. She first went to a corridor near Gryffindor tower. She pointed to a large picture and explained to Harry how he might choose a password. He grabbed the side of the frame, the lady in the picture opened her eyes.
"Please choose a password Mr. Potter," said the lady.
"Padprongs," he replied. The lady nodded and swung open, inward. They stepped inside and looked around.
"The door to your left leads straight to in to the Gryffindor common room, the door on your right leads to a study, and the door at the back, will lead you to your classroom," she said, then made to leave, instructing them to follow. She then went into another corridor and they found another large picture. It was of a man holding a cat. Hermione grabbed the side of the frame.
"Please choose a password Ms. Granger," the man said. Hermione nodded.
"Tripad harron," she said. The man, along with Harry and Minerva lifted their eye brows, but the man in the picture nodded and swung open, inwards. They walked inside and looked around, once again.
"The door on your left will take you to your classroom, the door on your right will take you to a study. Oh! I almost forgot, sorry I didn't tell you about this while in Harry's room, but, Hermione, you will notice a large painting in the back of your room; we figured you might want it, it will take you to Harry's room. Harry, you may also use the door, to get here. There's a painting in Harry's room, almost identical to this one, a password will need to be put on this door, and the one in Harry's room. Well, good night, I'll let you two get settled in," she stated, then left. Harry and Hermione started exploring. Hermione went to the study first, and Harry went to look at the painting. Hermione then went over and joined Harry.
"You probably shouldn't have the password be the same as mine, or yours," he mentioned. She nodded and grabbed the frame. Surprisngly, the eyes of the person the painting was of, opened.
"Please choose a password," it said rigidly. Hermione nodded.
"Harron padrong," she stated. It nodded curtly and swung open inwardly. They stepped through and walked down a short corridor, until they came upon another painting. Harry took the frame this time, and again the man opened his eyes and asked for a password.
"Prongad," he said curtly. They walked inside Harry's room and found it much the same. They walked over to the door that led to Gryffindor common room. They opened it and walked for a short way, then found a picture. Harry gripped it again, it asked for a password.
"Phoenix," he replied. The picture nodded and swung open. They stood and soaked up the feeling of being in the common room again. Soon they left and tried going to their classrooms, they found that they had to put a password for the final door, Harry chose 'Dumbledore's army' for his. Hermione chose 'catclaw' for her classroom. They soon just went back to their separate rooms to unpack and start getting ready, then went to bed.
Over the next two weeks they got all their lesson plans ready, and then got themselves ready for the coming of students. The morning they would be arriving, Minerva came to inform Harry that he would be going on the train ride to get the students. He nodded, but was surprised. A couple hours later, he was on the train waiting for the coming of the students. He recognized some of them when they were walking aboard, and particularly said hello to Ginny, and those that he knew from D.A. He asked Ginny if he could sit with her for now. She nodded kindly. they found a compartment and sat down. Others in the compartment were Collin, and and a few first years that had just sat down.
"So how've you been Harry?" Ginny asked.
"Oh, fine, fine," he replied with a smile. She nodded, then looked up.
"Why are you here anyway, didn't you graduate last year?" she asked quzically. He grinned.
"Yes, yes I graduated last year. You'll find out why I'm here later today or tomorrow," he promised. She stared at him but nodded, deciding to give up. Collin also looked oddly at him but let it go. Harry had to go shortly afterwards to talk to some of the prefects and the Head boy and girl, but came back when he was done. They spent the time doing idle chit chat, and quickly found they had to change into their robes soon. Aferwards, Harry helped escort the students into the great hall. He then sat down at the head table with the rest of the teachers, Hermione sitting next to him. Ginny and Collin, along with the others that had known Harry and Hermione stared at them, wondering why they were there. Their attention soon got called to the sorting however. Gryffindor got nine more, Hufflepuff got seven new, Ravenclaw got six, and Slytherin got seven. They all sat down to their tables and waited for Dumbledore. He stood up.
"Alright, I would like to give the announcements, first, the forbidden forest is off bounds for all students. Second, our caretaker Mr. Filch, would like to remind you, no magic in the halls, please. Third, I'm sure you're all wondering who's the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher this year. Well, I would like to introduce to you, Professor Potter-- Professor Potter will also be the new Flying teacher, as well as the Head of the Gryffindor house--" he paused, as Harry stood up. There were several murmerings around the great hall, such as 'Potter? the Potter? Harry Potter?'. Harry sat down moments afterwards.
"Silence, please, thank you. Fourth, we also have a new transfiguration teacher, I would like to introduce to you, Professor Granger," he again paused as Hermione stood up, a moment, then sat down again.
"There will also be a duelling club on Mondays, Wednesdays, Fridays, and Saturdays held, by Professor Potter. More information on that should be posted in your common rooms. Now, please, tuck in!" he finished and sat down. The students stared on a moment longer, but quickly started on their food.
Well, I hope that makes up for some of the shorter chapters before this, more will happen next chapter, I know I said I'd introduce a boy named James, but I decided that would come next. I felt that this chapter was dragging. I might end the story fairly soon, but there should be atleast another chapter or two, maybe three or so or more... By the way, for any of you that are getting speculations on 'James' you're wrong if you think I'm bringing back James Potter. No no, see, this is just a coincedence, the name thing, James, has nothing to do with James Potter. He's just a young first year, coming to Hogwarts, no secret lives that go back to being Harry's father or anything. This is James Wright, not James Potter. Just an O/C. O.k? Ok. heh. Anyway, I hope you're not getting too bored or anything, more fun awaits us. Well, I gotta go, expecting phone-call from my brother, he got married today (today, the day I'm writing this, not today the day I posted this or anything), buh bye! P.S. You might here something of a patricular person by the name of Malfoy? Perhaps a Weasley? *_*
~~Kostami Amino
To Reviewers:
Hey, big thanks for reviewing, those of you who did. Thank you very much, and here's the next chapter for you! =) Like I've said before, getting reviews makes me feel warm and fuzzy, and spiffy. So, anyone that wants to make me feel spiffy, or wants to throw polite criticism at me, REVIEW, thankyou.
Chapter 8
Hogwarts and Surprises
Harry was still at the Granger's for now and had been thinking of something for quite some time. Harry got out of bed and walked through the bathroom into Hermione's room and walked to her bedside. He awoke her, so that she was sitting up. He took her hand and knelt down. The other hand holding a small blue velvet box (A/N: That had a ring of course). He looked up at her, into her eyes.
"Hermione Granger, will you, marry me?" he asked sincerely. She smiled and stood up.
"Yes Harry Potter, I will," she replied, gently pulling on his arm to help him up. She put her arms around his neck, he slid his around her waist, pulling her closer to him. Both leaned forward for a kiss, and got one. The kiss soon there turned into a passionate French kiss. They did eventually separate after Hermione's parents had knocked on her door and had come in.
"Hermione, do you know where -- Oh," they started
"Well, I guess you found him before we did," said Mrs. Granger. They separated and looked at her parents. Hermione laughed slightly and nodded.
'When are we going to tell them I wonder?' thought Harry. 'Now' Hermione mouthed.
"Harry just proposed to me," she stated with a smile.
"Oh," her parents replied, looking shocked.
"And she said yes," said Harry, smiling. Her parents smiled and nodded.
"Well, uh, I made French toast for breakfast if you two wouldn't mind joining us," said Mrs. Granger, with a smile. A tap at the window took Hermione over to the window to open it. Two owls came in. One went to Harry and one, to Hermione.
Dear Mr. Potter,
I would invite you to come back to Hogwarts, as Professor Potter. In doing so, I would ask that you would teach Defence Against the Dark Arts, as well, as Flying Lessons. You would also have permission to create a duelling club. Please owl back as soon as possible with your reply.
Minerva McGonagol
___________________________________________________
Dear Ms. Granger,
I would invite you to come back to Hogwarts, as Professor Granger. In doing so, I would ask that you would teach Transfiguration in my place. Please owl back as soon as possible with your reply. Oh and, congratulations, I wondered when Mr. Potter would get around to asking you.
Minerva McGonagol
Hermione and Harry looked up, Hermione laughed.
"I assume you got much the same letter I did?" asked Harry. Hermione nodded. Harry walked over and they switched letters, they read them, and Harry laughed. They handed the letters over to her parents. Mr. Granger had gotten Hermione's letter, and Mrs. Granger had been reading over his shoulder, both parents laughed.
"So are you going to accept?" they asked. Harry and Hermione looked to each other. They stared a moment, both in thought, and smiled. They turned back to her parents and nodded. Their parents nodded as well. Harry quickly wrote a letter back to McGonagol saying they accepted and sent it off with Hedwig. Afterwards, they walked downstairs to eat breakfast. They ate, mostly in silence, but did start up conversations every now and then.
"It's going to be weird going back to Hogwarts..." started Harry, a somewhat blank look on his face.
"Yeah... I wonder who else will be coming back?" replied Hermione.
"Hopefully not Malfoy. Then again, if Malfoy came, I would assume, Snape had left, so, which is better, Snape, or Malfoy?" replied Harry, with a sly smile. Hermione laughed.
"If I had to choose... actually, I think I'd stick with Snape," she replied with a somewhat confused, thoughtful expression. Harry nodded with the same expression written upon him face.
"So, who are these two people?" asked Mr. Granger. Harry gave a confused expression wondering why they didn't at least know about Malfoy.
"Draco Malfoy is a boy from the Slytherin house from our year. He's a prat, biggest prat ever at school. Actually I dunno, who knows about his relatives. Snape, is a professor at Hogwarts, he's also the head of the Slytherin house. He teaches potions class," he replied blankly. The parents nodded.
"Slytherin's the house that can sometimes speak snake language, correct?" asked the parents. Hermione and Harry looked up. A sad expression came over his face. Hermione nodded sullenly. The parents looked towards each other; then nodded. 'Not only Slytherins can speak Parseltongue... I can... I talked to the python at the zoo, and the snake that Malfoy conjured up during their first duel in second year. I wish I couldn't speak Parseltongue... life would be easier... Then again, if I couldn't, Ginny might still be down in the Chamber of Secrets... This is all somehow my fault... Cedric... Sirius... everything... I endanger all around me...' Harry was in deep thought, not really paying attention to anything else.
"Harry, stop blaming yourself, you know that Cedric wasn't your fault, neither was Ginny getting taken to the Chamber of Secrets, you saved her life Harry. Even if you were right about the last bit, we choose to stay by you Harry," stated Hermione. Her parents looked up with confused faces wondering where the comment had come from. Harry nodded sullenly.
"And don't you dare start thinking that THIS was your fault, that was my fault Harry, not yours. If you want to go deep enough to the problem, it was also Voldemort's fault," she said again, looking at him. He nodded sullenly. Hermione suddenly noticed her parents and looked down. Harry looked up and saw her parent's expressions.
"I don't think they know what you were replying to 'Mione, or if they do, they probably want to know how," Harry said. Hermione looked up and nodded.
"Well, are you wondering?" Hermione asked them. They nodded slightly. Hermione lifted her right hand so that they could see the scar that it now bore. Harry lifted up his bangs to show his. Hermione put her hand on the table, palm side up and stared at it as she spoke. Her parents still looked confused.
"These scars link us, or rather, I believe they link me to him. Harry has no link to me, or if he does he's never showed that fact," she paused and looked at Harry.
"Harry, stop thinking so much, you're distracting me. Anyway, when Harry thinks deeply about things, like when he's dreaming, and the dream is having a hard impact on Harry, I can also see the images running through his mind," she paused and looked to Harry, he nodded.
"Harry's scar was given him, by Voldemort when he was one year old. Voldemort cast the Avada Kedavra spell on Harry, which, because of his mother's love for him when she was protecting him when she died, basically rebounded to Voldemort, but left Harry his scar. When that happened, some of Voldemort's traits went to Harry; this is how he has to ability to speak Parseltongue--snake language," she paused again, inhaling deeply.
"My scar however, was not given to me by means of spell, or by means of Voldemort. It was given by Harry. Though Harry did not give it to me. He was asleep when I got this scar. I was trying to wake him... from an intense nightmare.... When I placed my palm upon his scar. It stayed there long enough, and his scar was hot enough, that it gave me this," she said, indicating the scar on her palm.
"It is not Harry's fault, but mine if anyone is going to be blaming anyone, or Voldemort if you wish to go that far. Harry's scar, gave me mine, and I seem to now have a link to him," she finished, sighing. There was silence until another owl came in through Hermione's window and came downstairs. Hemione took the letter from the owl and gave it some water.
Dear Ms. Granger, and Mr. Potter,
We would like to remind Mr. Potter to bring along, his broom, and possibly any old Defence Against the Dark Arts text books, for they may be useful. Ms. Granger, may wish to bring old Transfiguration textbooks, for the same reason. Both of you will need to be at the school two weeks before school starts, which, I might add, is starting one month from now. I shall see you then.
Minerva McGonagal
"Heh, summer went by nicely, didn't it. I'm sure those returning students thought so as well. It will be nice to see Dumbledore again," Harry said with a smile. Hermione nodded, smiling as well. For the rest of the week, Harry and Hermione followed their regular schedule, but on Friday they both spent the day packing. When Hermione's parents got home, they hugged good-bye and left through the floo-network. they had gone directly to Dumbledore's office. The first thing they saw was an old man in a chair. The man turned to face them and smiled. It was Dumbledore.
"Hello Harry, Hermione," he greeted, with the same mystical face he usually kept.
"Hello Dumbledore," they replied. He motioned for them to sit in front of his desk, they walked over and sat down.
"Well, I would welcome you back to Hogwarts. Minerva has asked to resign as Head of the Gryffindor house, I was wondering if you would take up the offer Harry. I would advise you to start planning out all your lesson plans for the next month or two, other than that, I would go to Minerva that she might show you your rooms," he stated. Harry had a slight face of shock, as did Hermione, but he nodded, and they stood up to leave.
"Good luck," he said to them, as they left his office. They smiled at him and nodded. They walked to Minerva's office and entered.
"Good evening," she said warmly to them upon seeing them enter.
"Good evening, Dumbledore said to come to you to be shown to our rooms," replied Harry. She nodded and stood up. She first went to a corridor near Gryffindor tower. She pointed to a large picture and explained to Harry how he might choose a password. He grabbed the side of the frame, the lady in the picture opened her eyes.
"Please choose a password Mr. Potter," said the lady.
"Padprongs," he replied. The lady nodded and swung open, inward. They stepped inside and looked around.
"The door to your left leads straight to in to the Gryffindor common room, the door on your right leads to a study, and the door at the back, will lead you to your classroom," she said, then made to leave, instructing them to follow. She then went into another corridor and they found another large picture. It was of a man holding a cat. Hermione grabbed the side of the frame.
"Please choose a password Ms. Granger," the man said. Hermione nodded.
"Tripad harron," she said. The man, along with Harry and Minerva lifted their eye brows, but the man in the picture nodded and swung open, inwards. They walked inside and looked around, once again.
"The door on your left will take you to your classroom, the door on your right will take you to a study. Oh! I almost forgot, sorry I didn't tell you about this while in Harry's room, but, Hermione, you will notice a large painting in the back of your room; we figured you might want it, it will take you to Harry's room. Harry, you may also use the door, to get here. There's a painting in Harry's room, almost identical to this one, a password will need to be put on this door, and the one in Harry's room. Well, good night, I'll let you two get settled in," she stated, then left. Harry and Hermione started exploring. Hermione went to the study first, and Harry went to look at the painting. Hermione then went over and joined Harry.
"You probably shouldn't have the password be the same as mine, or yours," he mentioned. She nodded and grabbed the frame. Surprisngly, the eyes of the person the painting was of, opened.
"Please choose a password," it said rigidly. Hermione nodded.
"Harron padrong," she stated. It nodded curtly and swung open inwardly. They stepped through and walked down a short corridor, until they came upon another painting. Harry took the frame this time, and again the man opened his eyes and asked for a password.
"Prongad," he said curtly. They walked inside Harry's room and found it much the same. They walked over to the door that led to Gryffindor common room. They opened it and walked for a short way, then found a picture. Harry gripped it again, it asked for a password.
"Phoenix," he replied. The picture nodded and swung open. They stood and soaked up the feeling of being in the common room again. Soon they left and tried going to their classrooms, they found that they had to put a password for the final door, Harry chose 'Dumbledore's army' for his. Hermione chose 'catclaw' for her classroom. They soon just went back to their separate rooms to unpack and start getting ready, then went to bed.
Over the next two weeks they got all their lesson plans ready, and then got themselves ready for the coming of students. The morning they would be arriving, Minerva came to inform Harry that he would be going on the train ride to get the students. He nodded, but was surprised. A couple hours later, he was on the train waiting for the coming of the students. He recognized some of them when they were walking aboard, and particularly said hello to Ginny, and those that he knew from D.A. He asked Ginny if he could sit with her for now. She nodded kindly. they found a compartment and sat down. Others in the compartment were Collin, and and a few first years that had just sat down.
"So how've you been Harry?" Ginny asked.
"Oh, fine, fine," he replied with a smile. She nodded, then looked up.
"Why are you here anyway, didn't you graduate last year?" she asked quzically. He grinned.
"Yes, yes I graduated last year. You'll find out why I'm here later today or tomorrow," he promised. She stared at him but nodded, deciding to give up. Collin also looked oddly at him but let it go. Harry had to go shortly afterwards to talk to some of the prefects and the Head boy and girl, but came back when he was done. They spent the time doing idle chit chat, and quickly found they had to change into their robes soon. Aferwards, Harry helped escort the students into the great hall. He then sat down at the head table with the rest of the teachers, Hermione sitting next to him. Ginny and Collin, along with the others that had known Harry and Hermione stared at them, wondering why they were there. Their attention soon got called to the sorting however. Gryffindor got nine more, Hufflepuff got seven new, Ravenclaw got six, and Slytherin got seven. They all sat down to their tables and waited for Dumbledore. He stood up.
"Alright, I would like to give the announcements, first, the forbidden forest is off bounds for all students. Second, our caretaker Mr. Filch, would like to remind you, no magic in the halls, please. Third, I'm sure you're all wondering who's the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher this year. Well, I would like to introduce to you, Professor Potter-- Professor Potter will also be the new Flying teacher, as well as the Head of the Gryffindor house--" he paused, as Harry stood up. There were several murmerings around the great hall, such as 'Potter? the Potter? Harry Potter?'. Harry sat down moments afterwards.
"Silence, please, thank you. Fourth, we also have a new transfiguration teacher, I would like to introduce to you, Professor Granger," he again paused as Hermione stood up, a moment, then sat down again.
"There will also be a duelling club on Mondays, Wednesdays, Fridays, and Saturdays held, by Professor Potter. More information on that should be posted in your common rooms. Now, please, tuck in!" he finished and sat down. The students stared on a moment longer, but quickly started on their food.
Well, I hope that makes up for some of the shorter chapters before this, more will happen next chapter, I know I said I'd introduce a boy named James, but I decided that would come next. I felt that this chapter was dragging. I might end the story fairly soon, but there should be atleast another chapter or two, maybe three or so or more... By the way, for any of you that are getting speculations on 'James' you're wrong if you think I'm bringing back James Potter. No no, see, this is just a coincedence, the name thing, James, has nothing to do with James Potter. He's just a young first year, coming to Hogwarts, no secret lives that go back to being Harry's father or anything. This is James Wright, not James Potter. Just an O/C. O.k? Ok. heh. Anyway, I hope you're not getting too bored or anything, more fun awaits us. Well, I gotta go, expecting phone-call from my brother, he got married today (today, the day I'm writing this, not today the day I posted this or anything), buh bye! P.S. You might here something of a patricular person by the name of Malfoy? Perhaps a Weasley? *_*
~~Kostami Amino