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After Care of Magical Creatures, Harry, Hermione and Ron went up to Hagrid.
'Hagrid, not to be a pain but, how come there was no wedding?' asked Hermione as politely as she could.
'Oh. That. Well, Olympe, Madam Maxine to you, and I didn't think getting married while people were being terrorized a good idea. We're post-poning it till next summer.' said Hagrid casually.
Harry understood this. So did the other two. They would've carried on talking but they had Transfiguration next.
Professor McGonagall was waiting outside the classroom. She had her stern look as usual.
They learned how to transfigure a pillow into a rock. Neville was surprisingly the first one to make it. Well, first after Hermione. It was a given that she can do spells faster than anyone.
After Transfiguration, they had Charms. Hermione gained 20 points from Professor Flitwick for giving the right name of the spell and using it on right situations.
They had Defense Against the Dark Arts next. Everyone was tensed. What if this new Professor was someone like Snape? What if he's too soft with them and couldn't discipline them? All their questions were answered as the new teacher entered the classroom.
Professor Leonhart was quite a young teacher. He stepped up in front of everyone and spoke for the very first time.
'I have three rules which all of you must follow. Fail to follow them and you will get more than detention. First one, I talk, you listen. When I am talking, no one is to do the same thing. Second, when you do want to speak, always always, raise your hand. There will be no speaking or asking of questions if a hand is not raised. Third.' everyone was held tight in their seat. Professor Leonhart was quite the strict one. They wondered why he stopped at third. He had a stern look.
Then he continued. 'Third, you will. I repeat, you will, try your best in this class. I will see no failure. I see no failure right now. I will accept no failures.' he said. Everyone was quiet. It was quieter than even Snape's or Professor McGonagall's class.
No one dared to look away from Professor Leonhart's face.
'We shall study about Basilisks today. I know that there was one a few years back and thought that you should know how to protect yourself. Now, what can a basilisk do?' he asked, now his voice in a somewhat normal tone.
For a moment, no one dared to put their hand up. Then. a feeble one went slowly up.
'Yes, Miss Granger?' asked Leonhart.
'It can kill you if your eyes meets its eyes but if something was in between, like a glass, you will just be Petrified.' she said slowly and cautiously.
Leonhart gave a moment's silence before, 'Thank you Miss Granger. That's correct.10 points to Gryffindor.' he said, quite nicely. 'Now, please write down in your notebooks everything I'm about to write. This will come in your exam.' he said as he got his wand out and magicked a chalk. He wrote everything there was known about Basilisk.
Hermione, Harry and Ron knew all this too well. They ended with a lot of knowledge, however, about Leonhart.
'He's quite scary but I think he's just putting that act to have discipline.' said Hermione in her know-it-all voice.
'True. Now we have French next.' said Harry.
They were in a classroom, nothing out of the ordinary. Then, Fleur DelaCour entered.
'Bonjour mes enfants. I am Professor DelaCour, yeur François teacher. Today, we will leurn ze bazics.' she said. Most of the boys didn't mind the accent. She was half-veela which explained the trance-like state some of them were getting.
'Bonjour means good day. Now please say it, Bonjour.'
There was a very scary sound of people trying to pronounce it but failing.
'No, no, no. You don't pronounze ze 'r'.
At the end of the lesson, the only ones who were able to get it were Hermione, Harry by a little bit and some people. Not all could.
'Oh la la. I think we need to practize more.I'll zee you all tomorrow. Au Revoir.' she said.
The class responded, though quite poorly.
The week went by pretty fast. This was due to all the homework they got from each teacher. Divination was still a drag but Harry was still patient.
Today was Saturday. Harry was glad he put up the poster that said "Quidditch Tryouts on Saturday".
Harry and Ron went to the grounds to see how many went for it. They were glad to see that many of the Gryffindors were there. Candice, Toni Anne and Stephanie were there as well.
'Man, we have to go through these people for just 5 places?' groaned Ron.
''Fraid so, Ron.' Said Harry. 'Alright. Will the people trying out for Beaters stand to my left and the people trying out for Chasers, stand to my right.' said Harry loudly and clearly.' We will test Chasers first.'
The chasers were all great but after many tryouts, only Candice, Toni Anne and Stephanie managed to score against Ron.
'Harry, I'm telling you, they've got what it takes. Let's put them in position as we test for Beaters. Then, maybe we can test them for the works.' suggested Ron. Harry agreed.
Beater wannabe after wannabe came and went. It looked pretty hopeless until.
'My turn next.' said a red-headed girl of 15.
Ron whispered to Harry. 'That's Seamus' crush, isn't it? Rain Wakefield, I think. Let's see what she's got.'
They put Rain in position and she proved to Ron she's got plenty of talent and great Beater ability.
The next Beater, however, was hard to get. No one seemed to match Rain. Then, to everyone's surprise, Seamus tried it as well. It wasn't like him but Harry and Ron tried it.
They had Candice, Toni Anne and Stephanie for Chasers, Rain and Seamus as Beaters, Ron as Keeper and Harry as Seeker.
The tryout became fierce. These were really great choices. Chasers could score, but not all the time. No one was hit by Bludgers, thanks to two awesome Beaters. Harry caught the Snitch only if he wanted to. It was very obvious who were selected but Harry still thought it was necessary to post the results tomorrow.
He and Ron had a great conversation about how the Quidditch Cup was as good as theirs.
'How about those Chasers? They were really good. And the Beaters! Man, are we gonna kick Slytherin bums!' exclaimed Ron.
'Yeah. Do you think we made the right choice selecting them?' asked Harry.
'Are you kidding? It was obvious that they stood out.'
Harry was happy now. One load off his mind. There was a new Gryffindor Quidditch Team.
There days continued on normally, and before Harry realized it, it was time for the Halloween Ball.
The band was playing as some of the students danced.
They saw Seamus dancing with Rain, Cho dancing with some guy Harry's never seen before and saw Jason Behr dancing with Shiri Appleby.
The Hall was looking great as usual. They had pumpkins floating above them, skeletons hung in every corner and some of the students wore costumes.
They went to join Ron and Lavender. They were laughing and teasing each other. As Hermione walked through the crowd, stares from boys followed her. Hermione ignored this and kissed Harry on the lips.
The night continued but Harry and Hermione didn't dance. Ron and he were talking Quidditch-wise as Hermione talked to Ginny who was with Colin Creevey. Surprisingly, Colin was quite the cutie without his normal 'Harry, can I take a picture?' attitude. Ginny looked like she was having fun and Hermione was glad.
Then, she heard it. The song they played when Harry and her danced for the first time. When the people around them just seemed to disappear.
She looked at Harry, hoping to see him come to her, remembering the song. But he was still talking and laughing with Ron.
She turned away with a disappointed look. She just sighed.
Then, she felt someone grab her waist and pull her, take her hand and lead her to the dance floor.
She was turned and held steady. She was looking into Harry's serious eyes and returning his to-die-for grin. They danced to the same song, and felt the same thing when they did the last time. Even though all eyes were on them, it seemed that the Hall was completely empty, aside from him and her. The song couldn't be explained by any other words but magical.
They danced for what seemed like forever, but forever were too short.
The song finished and everyone clapped for the band.
'Do you want to sit down, Herm?' asked Harry in his husky voice.
'Nope. I want to go outside.' she said.
'Déjà vu.' said Harry.
She rolled her eyes and pulled him to the grounds.
They sat on a bench that was especially there for this occasion.
They were under a starry night sky.
It was a perfect time to catch up. Harry told her everything she's missed and she told him everything he's missed.
They laughed whole heartedly and joked about Malfoy and talked about Ron and everybody else.
It wasn't until Professor McGonagall ushered them inside that they left the bench.
The Gryffindor common room wasn't empty this time. It was still full of students talking and chattering.
Hermione went straight to her dorm but kissed Harry goodnight before she did.
Harry went to his dorm and didn't find Ron. He decided he should sleep early. Gryffindor versus Slytherin tomorrow. He didn't have a dream this time. He slept rather well.
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After Care of Magical Creatures, Harry, Hermione and Ron went up to Hagrid.
'Hagrid, not to be a pain but, how come there was no wedding?' asked Hermione as politely as she could.
'Oh. That. Well, Olympe, Madam Maxine to you, and I didn't think getting married while people were being terrorized a good idea. We're post-poning it till next summer.' said Hagrid casually.
Harry understood this. So did the other two. They would've carried on talking but they had Transfiguration next.
Professor McGonagall was waiting outside the classroom. She had her stern look as usual.
They learned how to transfigure a pillow into a rock. Neville was surprisingly the first one to make it. Well, first after Hermione. It was a given that she can do spells faster than anyone.
After Transfiguration, they had Charms. Hermione gained 20 points from Professor Flitwick for giving the right name of the spell and using it on right situations.
They had Defense Against the Dark Arts next. Everyone was tensed. What if this new Professor was someone like Snape? What if he's too soft with them and couldn't discipline them? All their questions were answered as the new teacher entered the classroom.
Professor Leonhart was quite a young teacher. He stepped up in front of everyone and spoke for the very first time.
'I have three rules which all of you must follow. Fail to follow them and you will get more than detention. First one, I talk, you listen. When I am talking, no one is to do the same thing. Second, when you do want to speak, always always, raise your hand. There will be no speaking or asking of questions if a hand is not raised. Third.' everyone was held tight in their seat. Professor Leonhart was quite the strict one. They wondered why he stopped at third. He had a stern look.
Then he continued. 'Third, you will. I repeat, you will, try your best in this class. I will see no failure. I see no failure right now. I will accept no failures.' he said. Everyone was quiet. It was quieter than even Snape's or Professor McGonagall's class.
No one dared to look away from Professor Leonhart's face.
'We shall study about Basilisks today. I know that there was one a few years back and thought that you should know how to protect yourself. Now, what can a basilisk do?' he asked, now his voice in a somewhat normal tone.
For a moment, no one dared to put their hand up. Then. a feeble one went slowly up.
'Yes, Miss Granger?' asked Leonhart.
'It can kill you if your eyes meets its eyes but if something was in between, like a glass, you will just be Petrified.' she said slowly and cautiously.
Leonhart gave a moment's silence before, 'Thank you Miss Granger. That's correct.10 points to Gryffindor.' he said, quite nicely. 'Now, please write down in your notebooks everything I'm about to write. This will come in your exam.' he said as he got his wand out and magicked a chalk. He wrote everything there was known about Basilisk.
Hermione, Harry and Ron knew all this too well. They ended with a lot of knowledge, however, about Leonhart.
'He's quite scary but I think he's just putting that act to have discipline.' said Hermione in her know-it-all voice.
'True. Now we have French next.' said Harry.
They were in a classroom, nothing out of the ordinary. Then, Fleur DelaCour entered.
'Bonjour mes enfants. I am Professor DelaCour, yeur François teacher. Today, we will leurn ze bazics.' she said. Most of the boys didn't mind the accent. She was half-veela which explained the trance-like state some of them were getting.
'Bonjour means good day. Now please say it, Bonjour.'
There was a very scary sound of people trying to pronounce it but failing.
'No, no, no. You don't pronounze ze 'r'.
At the end of the lesson, the only ones who were able to get it were Hermione, Harry by a little bit and some people. Not all could.
'Oh la la. I think we need to practize more.I'll zee you all tomorrow. Au Revoir.' she said.
The class responded, though quite poorly.
The week went by pretty fast. This was due to all the homework they got from each teacher. Divination was still a drag but Harry was still patient.
Today was Saturday. Harry was glad he put up the poster that said "Quidditch Tryouts on Saturday".
Harry and Ron went to the grounds to see how many went for it. They were glad to see that many of the Gryffindors were there. Candice, Toni Anne and Stephanie were there as well.
'Man, we have to go through these people for just 5 places?' groaned Ron.
''Fraid so, Ron.' Said Harry. 'Alright. Will the people trying out for Beaters stand to my left and the people trying out for Chasers, stand to my right.' said Harry loudly and clearly.' We will test Chasers first.'
The chasers were all great but after many tryouts, only Candice, Toni Anne and Stephanie managed to score against Ron.
'Harry, I'm telling you, they've got what it takes. Let's put them in position as we test for Beaters. Then, maybe we can test them for the works.' suggested Ron. Harry agreed.
Beater wannabe after wannabe came and went. It looked pretty hopeless until.
'My turn next.' said a red-headed girl of 15.
Ron whispered to Harry. 'That's Seamus' crush, isn't it? Rain Wakefield, I think. Let's see what she's got.'
They put Rain in position and she proved to Ron she's got plenty of talent and great Beater ability.
The next Beater, however, was hard to get. No one seemed to match Rain. Then, to everyone's surprise, Seamus tried it as well. It wasn't like him but Harry and Ron tried it.
They had Candice, Toni Anne and Stephanie for Chasers, Rain and Seamus as Beaters, Ron as Keeper and Harry as Seeker.
The tryout became fierce. These were really great choices. Chasers could score, but not all the time. No one was hit by Bludgers, thanks to two awesome Beaters. Harry caught the Snitch only if he wanted to. It was very obvious who were selected but Harry still thought it was necessary to post the results tomorrow.
He and Ron had a great conversation about how the Quidditch Cup was as good as theirs.
'How about those Chasers? They were really good. And the Beaters! Man, are we gonna kick Slytherin bums!' exclaimed Ron.
'Yeah. Do you think we made the right choice selecting them?' asked Harry.
'Are you kidding? It was obvious that they stood out.'
Harry was happy now. One load off his mind. There was a new Gryffindor Quidditch Team.
There days continued on normally, and before Harry realized it, it was time for the Halloween Ball.
The band was playing as some of the students danced.
They saw Seamus dancing with Rain, Cho dancing with some guy Harry's never seen before and saw Jason Behr dancing with Shiri Appleby.
The Hall was looking great as usual. They had pumpkins floating above them, skeletons hung in every corner and some of the students wore costumes.
They went to join Ron and Lavender. They were laughing and teasing each other. As Hermione walked through the crowd, stares from boys followed her. Hermione ignored this and kissed Harry on the lips.
The night continued but Harry and Hermione didn't dance. Ron and he were talking Quidditch-wise as Hermione talked to Ginny who was with Colin Creevey. Surprisingly, Colin was quite the cutie without his normal 'Harry, can I take a picture?' attitude. Ginny looked like she was having fun and Hermione was glad.
Then, she heard it. The song they played when Harry and her danced for the first time. When the people around them just seemed to disappear.
She looked at Harry, hoping to see him come to her, remembering the song. But he was still talking and laughing with Ron.
She turned away with a disappointed look. She just sighed.
Then, she felt someone grab her waist and pull her, take her hand and lead her to the dance floor.
She was turned and held steady. She was looking into Harry's serious eyes and returning his to-die-for grin. They danced to the same song, and felt the same thing when they did the last time. Even though all eyes were on them, it seemed that the Hall was completely empty, aside from him and her. The song couldn't be explained by any other words but magical.
They danced for what seemed like forever, but forever were too short.
The song finished and everyone clapped for the band.
'Do you want to sit down, Herm?' asked Harry in his husky voice.
'Nope. I want to go outside.' she said.
'Déjà vu.' said Harry.
She rolled her eyes and pulled him to the grounds.
They sat on a bench that was especially there for this occasion.
They were under a starry night sky.
It was a perfect time to catch up. Harry told her everything she's missed and she told him everything he's missed.
They laughed whole heartedly and joked about Malfoy and talked about Ron and everybody else.
It wasn't until Professor McGonagall ushered them inside that they left the bench.
The Gryffindor common room wasn't empty this time. It was still full of students talking and chattering.
Hermione went straight to her dorm but kissed Harry goodnight before she did.
Harry went to his dorm and didn't find Ron. He decided he should sleep early. Gryffindor versus Slytherin tomorrow. He didn't have a dream this time. He slept rather well.