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**** Sorry about the jumps. I don't know for sure if Dani wrote what I'm missing, but I don't see it anywhere. I'll try to help you guys out wherever there is a jump.
**** Dani likes your reviews. By the way, I'm trying to catch up to Dani! I really am! We should be there soon, hopefully. I will try to do it before Christmas.
***** About my Christmas goal: On Dec. 11th I'm supposed to have surgery, and will be out of town until the 13th. After that, I have finals which will start on Saturday the 14th and go through till Tuesday the 17th. Then I will be able to post some more because I will be home, all alone with nothing to do until that Friday. (Don't worry, I'll repost this little paragraph later on.)
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ANOTHER NEW CLASS: AUROR CLASS WITH PROFESSOR MOODY:
The class that had its greatest advantages was the Auror class. First, it was where Neville could do...okay. Next, Hermione, Harry and Ron found this deeply interesting. Ron was planning on trying to become the secret teacher's pet. In their fourth year, Harry and Hermione were told by Moody or Barty Crouch, that they had what it takes to be Aurors. Ron, however, didn't receive any comment as such. He planned on proving to everyone that he was just as qualified as Harry and Hermione.
The clunk of Moody's wooden leg filled the classroom as he entered. His weird eye was surveying the students who joined this class. For a brief moment, it looked straightly at Harry's mirror then continued throughout the class.
Can it see through magic mirrors?
'No. It's not possible.' Harry assured himself. Moody finally spoke. Some scared gasps were heard.
'I won't start teaching how to be Aurors until I see fit. You will, however, copy down notes that I write on the blackboard.' and with those mere two sentenced speech, the Auror's class was spent quiet.
Today was an exceptionally great day. It's been nearly two months. October 31st was coming, the Halloween Dance.
Unfortunately, Harry Potter didn't feel exceptionally great. He's been going to the Halloween dance with Hermione, which he enjoyed. Now, it just doesn't seem possible.
As usual, Professor McGonagall announced that it would be a costume party, but they may come as they are. Harry saw Hermione's face when McGonagall was addressing them. She was looking down pretending to be listening. Ron, however, looked absolutely delighted. Why should he be? Was there something Harry and Hermione ought to know?
As the day continued, the class got bored. The reason? Auror class. It's not everyone who got bored. Harry, Hermione, Neville and Ron always enjoyed it. Even if they were still writing down notes.
Their favorites were Defense against the dark arts and their language class. Who wouldn't like it when it's taught by Lupin and Leonhart?
Harry still hated not being able to go out like a normal teenage wizard. He was beginning to look paler from lack of sunlight. He just had to get out of that room.
As the days went by, Harry's urge to talk to Professor Dumbledore about being "alive" again, grew. But he wasn't about to let Quidditch and the Halloween dance be a factor...until
'Hermione, do you want to go to the dance with me?' asked a boy of 17.He was not a bad looking one at that.
Hermione remained silent. She still didn't know about Harry's mirror but she always thought she'd go to the Halloween dance with Harry, after all, it was kind of like their first date...however, with Harry being "dead", this wasn't highly possible.
'I'll think about it Nick. Thanks for asking me.'
Nick wasn't a bad guy...he was just not Harry.
Harry watched as Hermione told Nick she'll think about it. He knew he wasn't supposed to have feelings for her now but he couldn't help it. He was more determined than ever to talk to Professor Dumbledore now. As he narrowed his eyes at Nick dangerously, he began to concentrate...he was drifting to a near sleep-like state.
Harry didn't mind if he got into trouble but he was going to talk to Dumbledore. He just had to start living again.
His mind remembered the Headmaster's room vividly. Then it all came to focus. He was there, he did it, and he made it to Dumbledore's office. He was there, not as a spirit or anything, but as a whole, it wasn't like apparition but in some ways it was. Very few wizards had this talent.
He walked closer to the door since he was outside the office. Then he heard Dumbledore speak.
'Come in, Harry.' he said calmly.
'How did you know I was coming?' asked Harry as he entered.
'Great wizards don't boast about their talents...but even greater ones keep a mirror similar to yours.'
Harry smiled, wanting to laugh but forgot how. 'Sir?'
'Yes, Harry?'
'May I... um... could I...' somehow Harry was lost for words.
'Harry, it'll be a bit risky but yes, you may reveal you secret to the students.' said Dumbledore, answering the question Harry didn't ask yet.
'Really? That's great!' exclaimed Harry.
'With a few minor adjustments of course.' said Dumbledore, smiling.
Harry sat there staring at the phoenix necklace. He didn't have the chance to give it to Hermione on her 17th birthday on 19th of September as he was forbidden to go out of his medium sized room. He was still not allowed to go out on October 31st, even though he nearly begged Dumbledore.
He checked out the Gryffindor practices after he sulked at his bad luck. It seemed that they weren't in such a good shaped. Not only did Candice ask Stephanie not to replace the Seeker's place, one of the chasers offered to do it, Toni Anne.
Also, the Slytherin had a new Chaser. Much to the dismay of Candice, it was Zak, not that she disliked Zak, because take away his Slytherin qualities, he was an okay guy, and it's just that, you can't take away his Slytherin qualities.
'Team, I'm not gonna lie to you. We have a weak chance this year, especially with Slytherin, but that doesn't excuse us from kicking their worthless butts! Now who's with me?' said their captain, Stephanie, motivating the team.
'Uh...we are?' said a tiny voice from Ron.
'That's what I like to hear. Now who's with me?'
'We are!' said the team, Rain especially loud.
Harry laughed at them for a moment. He didn't imagine they'd be so determined to win but when you're against Slytherin, who wouldn't be?
Harry did his Potions homework. It was due to disappear and find its way to Snipe's desk in 10 minutes.
'Alright. That's done.' he said, putting his quill aside. He waited or about a minute until he began meditating again. He's been doing this allot lately. He was getting pretty good with his mind, too.
He then thought about the lady in the store. Liz. She was obviously a friend of his father's. He reckoned he should ask Sirius about her when everyone found out about his "death". He was thinking quite deeply that he didn't notice anyone enter his closely guarded secret room.
He, however, felt their presence and quickly put a see through barrier with his mind as he turned around. He gasped and was glad that his barrier was see through. Right there, in front of him, was someone who made his heart skip a beat.
Hermione was dressed in a very elegant white, kind of puffy dress. It wasn't strapless but from her chest and up, there was a nice see through fabric. She had two braids at each side of her hair and it was tied in the middle. She wore a peach color pair of shoes and a smile. The smile that could make Harry melt on the spot.
'I reckon you don't think I'm harmless.' she said, smiling and noticing Harry's barrier.
'Oh. I... umm... sorry.'he said, taking the barrier away.How'd you get here? I mean how'd you know where to find me?' he asked, circling her and looking for the right wrds o say.He was failing miserably.
'You want me to go? Aright then.' she said, walking away.
'Wait, no, no. Just curious.' he said, catching up to her and holding her arm.
'Well it wasn't hard when I asked Dumbledore.' she said smiling.
Harry stopped listening. He was reminded of the first time he saw Hermione in such a beautiful dress. Their unofficial first date. He remembered everything. Even when he lost his ability to speak. Then he remembered how much he missed her in their 6th year.
He walked to her and his joking around stopped. He hugged her ever so tightly. She hugged him back. For a moment, the two of them stood silently, hugging each other. Hermione pulled away and kissed him passionately.
'You have no idea how much I missed you, Harry Potter.' she said as the both pulled away.
**** Happy? For those of you who like to bug me online! J/K Anyways, time to go work on the next chapter.
**** Sorry about the jumps. I don't know for sure if Dani wrote what I'm missing, but I don't see it anywhere. I'll try to help you guys out wherever there is a jump.
**** Dani likes your reviews. By the way, I'm trying to catch up to Dani! I really am! We should be there soon, hopefully. I will try to do it before Christmas.
***** About my Christmas goal: On Dec. 11th I'm supposed to have surgery, and will be out of town until the 13th. After that, I have finals which will start on Saturday the 14th and go through till Tuesday the 17th. Then I will be able to post some more because I will be home, all alone with nothing to do until that Friday. (Don't worry, I'll repost this little paragraph later on.)
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ANOTHER NEW CLASS: AUROR CLASS WITH PROFESSOR MOODY:
The class that had its greatest advantages was the Auror class. First, it was where Neville could do...okay. Next, Hermione, Harry and Ron found this deeply interesting. Ron was planning on trying to become the secret teacher's pet. In their fourth year, Harry and Hermione were told by Moody or Barty Crouch, that they had what it takes to be Aurors. Ron, however, didn't receive any comment as such. He planned on proving to everyone that he was just as qualified as Harry and Hermione.
The clunk of Moody's wooden leg filled the classroom as he entered. His weird eye was surveying the students who joined this class. For a brief moment, it looked straightly at Harry's mirror then continued throughout the class.
Can it see through magic mirrors?
'No. It's not possible.' Harry assured himself. Moody finally spoke. Some scared gasps were heard.
'I won't start teaching how to be Aurors until I see fit. You will, however, copy down notes that I write on the blackboard.' and with those mere two sentenced speech, the Auror's class was spent quiet.
Today was an exceptionally great day. It's been nearly two months. October 31st was coming, the Halloween Dance.
Unfortunately, Harry Potter didn't feel exceptionally great. He's been going to the Halloween dance with Hermione, which he enjoyed. Now, it just doesn't seem possible.
As usual, Professor McGonagall announced that it would be a costume party, but they may come as they are. Harry saw Hermione's face when McGonagall was addressing them. She was looking down pretending to be listening. Ron, however, looked absolutely delighted. Why should he be? Was there something Harry and Hermione ought to know?
As the day continued, the class got bored. The reason? Auror class. It's not everyone who got bored. Harry, Hermione, Neville and Ron always enjoyed it. Even if they were still writing down notes.
Their favorites were Defense against the dark arts and their language class. Who wouldn't like it when it's taught by Lupin and Leonhart?
Harry still hated not being able to go out like a normal teenage wizard. He was beginning to look paler from lack of sunlight. He just had to get out of that room.
As the days went by, Harry's urge to talk to Professor Dumbledore about being "alive" again, grew. But he wasn't about to let Quidditch and the Halloween dance be a factor...until
'Hermione, do you want to go to the dance with me?' asked a boy of 17.He was not a bad looking one at that.
Hermione remained silent. She still didn't know about Harry's mirror but she always thought she'd go to the Halloween dance with Harry, after all, it was kind of like their first date...however, with Harry being "dead", this wasn't highly possible.
'I'll think about it Nick. Thanks for asking me.'
Nick wasn't a bad guy...he was just not Harry.
Harry watched as Hermione told Nick she'll think about it. He knew he wasn't supposed to have feelings for her now but he couldn't help it. He was more determined than ever to talk to Professor Dumbledore now. As he narrowed his eyes at Nick dangerously, he began to concentrate...he was drifting to a near sleep-like state.
Harry didn't mind if he got into trouble but he was going to talk to Dumbledore. He just had to start living again.
His mind remembered the Headmaster's room vividly. Then it all came to focus. He was there, he did it, and he made it to Dumbledore's office. He was there, not as a spirit or anything, but as a whole, it wasn't like apparition but in some ways it was. Very few wizards had this talent.
He walked closer to the door since he was outside the office. Then he heard Dumbledore speak.
'Come in, Harry.' he said calmly.
'How did you know I was coming?' asked Harry as he entered.
'Great wizards don't boast about their talents...but even greater ones keep a mirror similar to yours.'
Harry smiled, wanting to laugh but forgot how. 'Sir?'
'Yes, Harry?'
'May I... um... could I...' somehow Harry was lost for words.
'Harry, it'll be a bit risky but yes, you may reveal you secret to the students.' said Dumbledore, answering the question Harry didn't ask yet.
'Really? That's great!' exclaimed Harry.
'With a few minor adjustments of course.' said Dumbledore, smiling.
Harry sat there staring at the phoenix necklace. He didn't have the chance to give it to Hermione on her 17th birthday on 19th of September as he was forbidden to go out of his medium sized room. He was still not allowed to go out on October 31st, even though he nearly begged Dumbledore.
He checked out the Gryffindor practices after he sulked at his bad luck. It seemed that they weren't in such a good shaped. Not only did Candice ask Stephanie not to replace the Seeker's place, one of the chasers offered to do it, Toni Anne.
Also, the Slytherin had a new Chaser. Much to the dismay of Candice, it was Zak, not that she disliked Zak, because take away his Slytherin qualities, he was an okay guy, and it's just that, you can't take away his Slytherin qualities.
'Team, I'm not gonna lie to you. We have a weak chance this year, especially with Slytherin, but that doesn't excuse us from kicking their worthless butts! Now who's with me?' said their captain, Stephanie, motivating the team.
'Uh...we are?' said a tiny voice from Ron.
'That's what I like to hear. Now who's with me?'
'We are!' said the team, Rain especially loud.
Harry laughed at them for a moment. He didn't imagine they'd be so determined to win but when you're against Slytherin, who wouldn't be?
Harry did his Potions homework. It was due to disappear and find its way to Snipe's desk in 10 minutes.
'Alright. That's done.' he said, putting his quill aside. He waited or about a minute until he began meditating again. He's been doing this allot lately. He was getting pretty good with his mind, too.
He then thought about the lady in the store. Liz. She was obviously a friend of his father's. He reckoned he should ask Sirius about her when everyone found out about his "death". He was thinking quite deeply that he didn't notice anyone enter his closely guarded secret room.
He, however, felt their presence and quickly put a see through barrier with his mind as he turned around. He gasped and was glad that his barrier was see through. Right there, in front of him, was someone who made his heart skip a beat.
Hermione was dressed in a very elegant white, kind of puffy dress. It wasn't strapless but from her chest and up, there was a nice see through fabric. She had two braids at each side of her hair and it was tied in the middle. She wore a peach color pair of shoes and a smile. The smile that could make Harry melt on the spot.
'I reckon you don't think I'm harmless.' she said, smiling and noticing Harry's barrier.
'Oh. I... umm... sorry.'he said, taking the barrier away.How'd you get here? I mean how'd you know where to find me?' he asked, circling her and looking for the right wrds o say.He was failing miserably.
'You want me to go? Aright then.' she said, walking away.
'Wait, no, no. Just curious.' he said, catching up to her and holding her arm.
'Well it wasn't hard when I asked Dumbledore.' she said smiling.
Harry stopped listening. He was reminded of the first time he saw Hermione in such a beautiful dress. Their unofficial first date. He remembered everything. Even when he lost his ability to speak. Then he remembered how much he missed her in their 6th year.
He walked to her and his joking around stopped. He hugged her ever so tightly. She hugged him back. For a moment, the two of them stood silently, hugging each other. Hermione pulled away and kissed him passionately.
'You have no idea how much I missed you, Harry Potter.' she said as the both pulled away.
**** Happy? For those of you who like to bug me online! J/K Anyways, time to go work on the next chapter.