DISCLAIMER::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::I DO NOT OWN HARRY
POTTER OR ANY BOY MEETS WORLD CHARCTERS!!!!!!!!!!
Cory, Harry, Shawn, and Ron ran down the hall to their Transfiguration class, praying they weren't late. Seeing a cat on Professor McGonagall's desk, instead of her sitting behind her desk, the four of them breathed a sigh of relief.
"Can you imagine the look on McGonagall's face if we were late?" Shawn asked and as if he had said the magic words, the cat jumped off the desk, transforming into their teacher.
"That was bloody brilliant!" Ron said with amusement in his voice.
"Well thank you Mr. Weasley. Perhaps you would be more useful if I were to turn transfigure Mr. Potter, Mr. Hunter, Mr. Matthews, or yourself into a pocket watch." Professor McGonagall asked. "That way one of you might be on time!"
"Sorry." Harry said getting the idea not to say anymore.
"Yeah, we got lost." Corry said not getting the idea to keep his mouth shut.
"Then perhaps a map? I trust you don't need one to find your seats." McGonagall said and sat behind her desk.
There next class was with Professor Snape in the dungeons.
"There will be no foolish wand waving or silly incantations in this class." Snape declared as he briskly walked to the front of the room. "As such, I don't expect many of you to appreciate the sudden silenced that is potion making, however, select few, who poses the predisposition, I can teach you to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses. I can tell you how to bottle fame, brew glory, and put a stopper in death. Then again, maybe some of you have come to Hogwarts with abilities so formidable, that you feel comfortable enough to not pay attention!" Snape directed his last sentence at Harry, who didn't seem to notice, but the whole class did and Shawn jabbed Harry in the ribs. Only then did Harry realize that Snape staring directly at him.
"Mr. Potter, our new celebrity. Tell me, what would I get if I added a root of Asphodel to an infusion of Wormwood?" Snape asked. Hermonie's hand went up, but Harry just shook his head. "You don't know? Well, let's try again. Where, Mr. Potter, would you look if I asked you to find me a Basel?"
"I-I don't know sir."
"And what is the difference between Monkswood and Wolfbane?" Snape asked. Topanga's hand now joined Hermonie's in the air.
"I don't know sir." Harry replied.
"Piety, clearly fame isn't everything, is it Mr. Potter?" Snape declared and continued on with his teaching.
At lunch, a fellow Gryffindor, and a friend of the boys, Seamus Finnegan, was trying to turn his water to rum.
"What's Seamus trying to do to that water?" Shawn asked.
"Turn it to rum." Ron said overhearing the spell Seamus was chanting over and over. "He actually managed to make tea yesterday, before-"Ron couldn't finish. There was an explosion coming from Seamus' area and smoke rose. Seamus had succeeded in burring his eyebrows off. Suddenly the room was filled with the squawking of owls and dropped letters and all sorts of stuff on the tables.
"Oh no," Cory said when he got his. "They responded."
"Cory you nitwit! Of course your parents are gonna respond! You disappeared from sight and you expect them not to respond!" Topanga scolded and opened her letter. Cory, Shawn, and Topanga got letters from expressing happiness that they were safe and congratulations from the magical family members. Ron got a letter and a newspaper. He set the paper aside and read his letter. Harry, not getting any letters, asked Ron if he could read the paper. Harry opened the paper and the headline startled him.
"Guys! Somebody broke into Gringotts! Listen. Believed to be the work of dark witches or wizards unknown, Gringotts Goblins were acknowledging the breech insists that nothing was taken. The vault in question, number 713, had in fact, been emptied earlier that very same day." Harry read. "That's odd, that's the vault that Hagrid, Cory, Shawn, Topanga and I went to." Harry and the others pondered this for awhile and then decided it was a coincidence and let it go.
Cory, Harry, Shawn, and Ron ran down the hall to their Transfiguration class, praying they weren't late. Seeing a cat on Professor McGonagall's desk, instead of her sitting behind her desk, the four of them breathed a sigh of relief.
"Can you imagine the look on McGonagall's face if we were late?" Shawn asked and as if he had said the magic words, the cat jumped off the desk, transforming into their teacher.
"That was bloody brilliant!" Ron said with amusement in his voice.
"Well thank you Mr. Weasley. Perhaps you would be more useful if I were to turn transfigure Mr. Potter, Mr. Hunter, Mr. Matthews, or yourself into a pocket watch." Professor McGonagall asked. "That way one of you might be on time!"
"Sorry." Harry said getting the idea not to say anymore.
"Yeah, we got lost." Corry said not getting the idea to keep his mouth shut.
"Then perhaps a map? I trust you don't need one to find your seats." McGonagall said and sat behind her desk.
There next class was with Professor Snape in the dungeons.
"There will be no foolish wand waving or silly incantations in this class." Snape declared as he briskly walked to the front of the room. "As such, I don't expect many of you to appreciate the sudden silenced that is potion making, however, select few, who poses the predisposition, I can teach you to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses. I can tell you how to bottle fame, brew glory, and put a stopper in death. Then again, maybe some of you have come to Hogwarts with abilities so formidable, that you feel comfortable enough to not pay attention!" Snape directed his last sentence at Harry, who didn't seem to notice, but the whole class did and Shawn jabbed Harry in the ribs. Only then did Harry realize that Snape staring directly at him.
"Mr. Potter, our new celebrity. Tell me, what would I get if I added a root of Asphodel to an infusion of Wormwood?" Snape asked. Hermonie's hand went up, but Harry just shook his head. "You don't know? Well, let's try again. Where, Mr. Potter, would you look if I asked you to find me a Basel?"
"I-I don't know sir."
"And what is the difference between Monkswood and Wolfbane?" Snape asked. Topanga's hand now joined Hermonie's in the air.
"I don't know sir." Harry replied.
"Piety, clearly fame isn't everything, is it Mr. Potter?" Snape declared and continued on with his teaching.
At lunch, a fellow Gryffindor, and a friend of the boys, Seamus Finnegan, was trying to turn his water to rum.
"What's Seamus trying to do to that water?" Shawn asked.
"Turn it to rum." Ron said overhearing the spell Seamus was chanting over and over. "He actually managed to make tea yesterday, before-"Ron couldn't finish. There was an explosion coming from Seamus' area and smoke rose. Seamus had succeeded in burring his eyebrows off. Suddenly the room was filled with the squawking of owls and dropped letters and all sorts of stuff on the tables.
"Oh no," Cory said when he got his. "They responded."
"Cory you nitwit! Of course your parents are gonna respond! You disappeared from sight and you expect them not to respond!" Topanga scolded and opened her letter. Cory, Shawn, and Topanga got letters from expressing happiness that they were safe and congratulations from the magical family members. Ron got a letter and a newspaper. He set the paper aside and read his letter. Harry, not getting any letters, asked Ron if he could read the paper. Harry opened the paper and the headline startled him.
"Guys! Somebody broke into Gringotts! Listen. Believed to be the work of dark witches or wizards unknown, Gringotts Goblins were acknowledging the breech insists that nothing was taken. The vault in question, number 713, had in fact, been emptied earlier that very same day." Harry read. "That's odd, that's the vault that Hagrid, Cory, Shawn, Topanga and I went to." Harry and the others pondered this for awhile and then decided it was a coincidence and let it go.