Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. J.K. Rowling does. And the spells I used for Alex's lesson plan belong to Squaresoft. =D
A/N: Okay, finally. I'm typing this on a very low battery (stupid laptop). So I'm typing as fast as possible, and trying to keep the author notes short. MEEP! Here's the chapter! By the way, you can look up the animals Hagrid mentions in Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them. nn
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HARRY POTTER AND THE HAWK OF GRYFFINDOR
Chapter Five: Hogsmeade
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It was the weekend before Hogsmeade, and Harry still wasn't talking to Ron and Hermione. He had taken to hanging around Neville. Rumors spread through the school like wildfire about the fight in the Great Hall.
Currently, Ron and Hermione were in Hagrid's hut, Hermione sitting in a chair, and Ron leaning on the wall beside her. Hagrid was making tea and discussing his next lesson.
"After that last lesson, I think I'll go with something a bit calmer... Something like... a Chimaera, what do you think?"
"Yeah, sure..." Ron said glumly.
"Hagrid, Chimaera's are illegal..." Hermione reminded the half-giant.
"Right, right... Well, what about... Erumpent?"
"Those are really dangerous, and knowing Malfoy, he'll provoke it and get stabbed with its horn, and how are you going to explain to his mother that you had a dangerous animal and blew her son up?"
"Jarvey?"
Hermione and Ron sighed loudly at the same time. Hagrid tilted his head, figuring out that something was up. He put a bit of tea in a dish and set it on the ground for Fang, and then poured some for Ron and Hermione, sitting down at the table as he handed their cups to them.
"Alright, you two. What's going on with you and Harry?" he asked.
"Ron failed to tell him something and now he's upset," Hermione told him, staring into her cup.
Ron looked at Hermione. "Me? You're the one that didn't want him to know!"
"I never said that!"
"Yes you did!"
Hagrid coughed, interrupting their little spat. "Alright, well... The two of ye are his best friends, and best friends tell each other everything, am I right?"
Ron nodded as Hermione went back to staring at her tea.
"So, don't you think you may have hurt his feelings when you didn't tell about... whatever it is you didn't tell him?"
The redhead shrugged as Hermione nodded.
"Right. Well, here he comes now, maybe you three should have a talk."
Ron turned to look out the window. Harry was looking at the ground, walking down the hill towards the little hut. Hermione stepped around, her eyes wide.
"He looks mad..." Ron whispered.
At that moment, Harry looked up, spotting the two watching him. He scowled, and turned back to the castle.
"He's leaving!" Hermione cried. She dashed out the door, Ron hot on her heels. "Harry! Harry, wait!"
He stopped, but didn't turn around. He shoved his hands in his pockets, and deadpanned, "What do you want?"
She slowed to a stop. "We want to apologize."
He turned a little, looking at the two over his shoulder.
"You were right, mate, we should have told you," Ron stated, shrugging lightly.
"We'll tell you everything that happens from now on." Hermione paused. "Well not everything."
Harry smirked. "I'm not sure I'd want to know everything..."
"Well? Accept our apology?" Ron asked hopefully.
"Yeah... I guess... I overreacted. I'm sorry, too."
"Apology accepted!" Hermione threw her arms around Harry's neck in a quick, friendly hug.
"I think Lupin would have been disappointed if I'd shown up without you, anyway..." Harry sighed.
"You're still going?" Ron asked. Harry nodded. Hermione looked at her feet.
"No use being upset about it," Harry said. "Come on, let's get to the Great Hall before all the good food's gone."
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After a long week of classes, homework, and essays, the weekend of Hogsmeade finally arrived. Harry's good mood slowly deteriorated as the time for departure neared. Ron and Hermione tried their best to cheer him up.
"Come on, Harry, Sirius wouldn't want you all depressed just because he..." Ron hesitated. None of them had ever really said that he was dead, and he really didn't want to be the first. Luckily, Hermione saved him from having to say it.
"Sirius would want to you move on. He wouldn't want something like this to stop you from living happily. Even with You-Know-Who on the loose."
Harry nodded. "Yeah, I guess you're right..."
"No, I know I'm right. I'm Hermione, remember?"
He and Ron snorted, and Hermione looked proud of herself for making them laugh. "Alright, you two... let's go."
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"What time is it?"
"Five minutes after last time you asked."
Harry sighed at his redheaded friend. They had been waiting outside of Zonko's (which Hermione pointed out that it was a good placed to wait because it had been Sirius's favorite store when he was at Hogwarts) for about 10 minutes, and it was only 2:20. They had been there since noon and Hermione had a large bag of books she had bought, while Ron carried two medium sized Zonko's bags. Harry had a bag, too, but it wasn't from any store. Instead, it held some of Sirius's things. The mirror he and Harry's father had used (Harry kept his, and had Sirius's in the bag), a few photos... Harry's favorite was the one of Sirius, James, Lupin, and Lily at graduation. Wormtail wasn't in it; he suspected it was he taking the picture. James' arm around Lily's shoulder, all four of them waving happily. Harry smiled when he thought about it.
"Ah, Harry, Ron, Hermione! How are you today?"
Harry snapped out of his dream land and looked at the voice. Lupin had finally arrived. "You're late, Professor," he said pointedly, holding out his watch. It read 2:32.
"I apologize. Now, don't call me that, I'm not your teacher anymore. Call me Remus!"
"Uhm, alright... Remus." Harry grinned oddly.
"Alright, are you lot ready? Everyone else is waiting."
"Who is... everyone else?" Hermione asked as they began to walk.
"You'll see."
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After about fifteen minutes of walking, they arrived at a large clearing. Harry looked around him. When Remus had said everyone, he had meant everyone. The entire Weasley family was there, minus Percy. Mad-Eye Moody, Tonks, Kingsley, McGonagall, Dumbledore, Mundungus, even Snape had shown up.
"Oh, Harry, dear, how are you doing?" Mrs. Weasley waddled over to him and hugged him tightly, squeezing all the air out, before hugging Ron and Hermione as well.
"Good job on making the Quidditch team, Hermione!" Fred called from behind George. They were wearing the sweaters with F and G on the front.
Hermione blushed. "Thank you!"
"I have a suspicion it had something to do with our little brother!" George snickered.
Ron's ears went red. "Shut up. She's really good."
"In more ways than one, right, lil' bro?" Fred smirked as George exploded.
"Leave your brother alone, you two," Mrs. Weasley interjected. "Congratulations, Hermione dear."
"Thank you," the frizzy haired girl mumbled.
"Sorry I'm late!"
All attention turned to the voice. Moreau was running into the clearing, in normal Muggle clothes.
"Ah, Alex, you made it!" Remus made his way through the crowd to the teacher, giving her a big welcome hug, which she warmly returned. "I'm glad you're here!"
"Thank you Remus, for contacting me. I'm surprised you even thought of me." Moreau beamed.
"How could I not? You were a friend of ours during Hogwarts, were you not?"
She nodded. "That's good enough reason for me. Is everyone here?"
Remus nodded. "We can begin."
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A/N: Phew! I'm splitting this chapter into two, because it would be uber long and then the next chapter after that would be short, and wouldn't match up with the other chapters. Next chapter will be Sirius's 'funeral' (with a special appearance, not telling by who though) and Chaser try-outs. The next chapter after that is... -looks for notebook- Oy! I crushed it! Anyway, the next chapter after that will be Quidditch practice and the beginning of a plot. Then after that is the Quidditch game! (YAY!) So now you have something to look forward to. I'm hoping to slip some plot into the next chapter. Ooh, yes, that good idea. Next chapter will be up A.S.A.P! I may type it up when I get to my hotel and I can plug it in! I'm running on 14% battery right now, MEEP! I hope the other two batteries are charged... Well, I'm off, review! Flames are welcome, ONLY if they are in the form of constructive criticism! None of this "I hate this story! I hate you! I hope you burn!" stuff I see on other fics. (Luckily, I've gotten none of that for this!) Okay, why are all the I's underlined in green?! Anyway, (eep! 13% battery!) I'm REALLY off this time! Review! Sorry about the whole short author note thing I said up there. It was a lie. Ja ne!
A/N: Okay, finally. I'm typing this on a very low battery (stupid laptop). So I'm typing as fast as possible, and trying to keep the author notes short. MEEP! Here's the chapter! By the way, you can look up the animals Hagrid mentions in Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them. nn
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HARRY POTTER AND THE HAWK OF GRYFFINDOR
Chapter Five: Hogsmeade
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It was the weekend before Hogsmeade, and Harry still wasn't talking to Ron and Hermione. He had taken to hanging around Neville. Rumors spread through the school like wildfire about the fight in the Great Hall.
Currently, Ron and Hermione were in Hagrid's hut, Hermione sitting in a chair, and Ron leaning on the wall beside her. Hagrid was making tea and discussing his next lesson.
"After that last lesson, I think I'll go with something a bit calmer... Something like... a Chimaera, what do you think?"
"Yeah, sure..." Ron said glumly.
"Hagrid, Chimaera's are illegal..." Hermione reminded the half-giant.
"Right, right... Well, what about... Erumpent?"
"Those are really dangerous, and knowing Malfoy, he'll provoke it and get stabbed with its horn, and how are you going to explain to his mother that you had a dangerous animal and blew her son up?"
"Jarvey?"
Hermione and Ron sighed loudly at the same time. Hagrid tilted his head, figuring out that something was up. He put a bit of tea in a dish and set it on the ground for Fang, and then poured some for Ron and Hermione, sitting down at the table as he handed their cups to them.
"Alright, you two. What's going on with you and Harry?" he asked.
"Ron failed to tell him something and now he's upset," Hermione told him, staring into her cup.
Ron looked at Hermione. "Me? You're the one that didn't want him to know!"
"I never said that!"
"Yes you did!"
Hagrid coughed, interrupting their little spat. "Alright, well... The two of ye are his best friends, and best friends tell each other everything, am I right?"
Ron nodded as Hermione went back to staring at her tea.
"So, don't you think you may have hurt his feelings when you didn't tell about... whatever it is you didn't tell him?"
The redhead shrugged as Hermione nodded.
"Right. Well, here he comes now, maybe you three should have a talk."
Ron turned to look out the window. Harry was looking at the ground, walking down the hill towards the little hut. Hermione stepped around, her eyes wide.
"He looks mad..." Ron whispered.
At that moment, Harry looked up, spotting the two watching him. He scowled, and turned back to the castle.
"He's leaving!" Hermione cried. She dashed out the door, Ron hot on her heels. "Harry! Harry, wait!"
He stopped, but didn't turn around. He shoved his hands in his pockets, and deadpanned, "What do you want?"
She slowed to a stop. "We want to apologize."
He turned a little, looking at the two over his shoulder.
"You were right, mate, we should have told you," Ron stated, shrugging lightly.
"We'll tell you everything that happens from now on." Hermione paused. "Well not everything."
Harry smirked. "I'm not sure I'd want to know everything..."
"Well? Accept our apology?" Ron asked hopefully.
"Yeah... I guess... I overreacted. I'm sorry, too."
"Apology accepted!" Hermione threw her arms around Harry's neck in a quick, friendly hug.
"I think Lupin would have been disappointed if I'd shown up without you, anyway..." Harry sighed.
"You're still going?" Ron asked. Harry nodded. Hermione looked at her feet.
"No use being upset about it," Harry said. "Come on, let's get to the Great Hall before all the good food's gone."
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After a long week of classes, homework, and essays, the weekend of Hogsmeade finally arrived. Harry's good mood slowly deteriorated as the time for departure neared. Ron and Hermione tried their best to cheer him up.
"Come on, Harry, Sirius wouldn't want you all depressed just because he..." Ron hesitated. None of them had ever really said that he was dead, and he really didn't want to be the first. Luckily, Hermione saved him from having to say it.
"Sirius would want to you move on. He wouldn't want something like this to stop you from living happily. Even with You-Know-Who on the loose."
Harry nodded. "Yeah, I guess you're right..."
"No, I know I'm right. I'm Hermione, remember?"
He and Ron snorted, and Hermione looked proud of herself for making them laugh. "Alright, you two... let's go."
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"What time is it?"
"Five minutes after last time you asked."
Harry sighed at his redheaded friend. They had been waiting outside of Zonko's (which Hermione pointed out that it was a good placed to wait because it had been Sirius's favorite store when he was at Hogwarts) for about 10 minutes, and it was only 2:20. They had been there since noon and Hermione had a large bag of books she had bought, while Ron carried two medium sized Zonko's bags. Harry had a bag, too, but it wasn't from any store. Instead, it held some of Sirius's things. The mirror he and Harry's father had used (Harry kept his, and had Sirius's in the bag), a few photos... Harry's favorite was the one of Sirius, James, Lupin, and Lily at graduation. Wormtail wasn't in it; he suspected it was he taking the picture. James' arm around Lily's shoulder, all four of them waving happily. Harry smiled when he thought about it.
"Ah, Harry, Ron, Hermione! How are you today?"
Harry snapped out of his dream land and looked at the voice. Lupin had finally arrived. "You're late, Professor," he said pointedly, holding out his watch. It read 2:32.
"I apologize. Now, don't call me that, I'm not your teacher anymore. Call me Remus!"
"Uhm, alright... Remus." Harry grinned oddly.
"Alright, are you lot ready? Everyone else is waiting."
"Who is... everyone else?" Hermione asked as they began to walk.
"You'll see."
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After about fifteen minutes of walking, they arrived at a large clearing. Harry looked around him. When Remus had said everyone, he had meant everyone. The entire Weasley family was there, minus Percy. Mad-Eye Moody, Tonks, Kingsley, McGonagall, Dumbledore, Mundungus, even Snape had shown up.
"Oh, Harry, dear, how are you doing?" Mrs. Weasley waddled over to him and hugged him tightly, squeezing all the air out, before hugging Ron and Hermione as well.
"Good job on making the Quidditch team, Hermione!" Fred called from behind George. They were wearing the sweaters with F and G on the front.
Hermione blushed. "Thank you!"
"I have a suspicion it had something to do with our little brother!" George snickered.
Ron's ears went red. "Shut up. She's really good."
"In more ways than one, right, lil' bro?" Fred smirked as George exploded.
"Leave your brother alone, you two," Mrs. Weasley interjected. "Congratulations, Hermione dear."
"Thank you," the frizzy haired girl mumbled.
"Sorry I'm late!"
All attention turned to the voice. Moreau was running into the clearing, in normal Muggle clothes.
"Ah, Alex, you made it!" Remus made his way through the crowd to the teacher, giving her a big welcome hug, which she warmly returned. "I'm glad you're here!"
"Thank you Remus, for contacting me. I'm surprised you even thought of me." Moreau beamed.
"How could I not? You were a friend of ours during Hogwarts, were you not?"
She nodded. "That's good enough reason for me. Is everyone here?"
Remus nodded. "We can begin."
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A/N: Phew! I'm splitting this chapter into two, because it would be uber long and then the next chapter after that would be short, and wouldn't match up with the other chapters. Next chapter will be Sirius's 'funeral' (with a special appearance, not telling by who though) and Chaser try-outs. The next chapter after that is... -looks for notebook- Oy! I crushed it! Anyway, the next chapter after that will be Quidditch practice and the beginning of a plot. Then after that is the Quidditch game! (YAY!) So now you have something to look forward to. I'm hoping to slip some plot into the next chapter. Ooh, yes, that good idea. Next chapter will be up A.S.A.P! I may type it up when I get to my hotel and I can plug it in! I'm running on 14% battery right now, MEEP! I hope the other two batteries are charged... Well, I'm off, review! Flames are welcome, ONLY if they are in the form of constructive criticism! None of this "I hate this story! I hate you! I hope you burn!" stuff I see on other fics. (Luckily, I've gotten none of that for this!) Okay, why are all the I's underlined in green?! Anyway, (eep! 13% battery!) I'm REALLY off this time! Review! Sorry about the whole short author note thing I said up there. It was a lie. Ja ne!