A/N: Here's the next chapter!
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Friday came and so did another day of lessons. Students groggily got out of their bed, got ready and proceeded their way down to the Great Hall, saying 'hellos' to each other. Harry, Ron and Hermione ate their breakfast and looked at their schedule. They only had two classes today for every Friday they have the afternoon off. First they have Defense Against the Dark Art and to their disgust, Potions.
After breakfast, they went to their classrooms and once again waited for Professor Peterson to arrive. It wasn't long when the door opened and Professor Peterson strode in gracefully. Today, she's wearing deep ocean blue robes, and has the same kind of make up on her face as last time, except the eye shadow was blue, matching her robes, and her long sand colored hair was in a messy bun, revealing her ears, which were slightly sticking out.
"Welcome back class, I remember that the introductions were made last time so why don't we proceed with the lesson. Now, tell me, where did you left off last time?" Professor Peterson said.
As usual, Hermione had shot out to the air. Professor Peterson nodded to her, indicating that she has been given permission to speak. "As I said last time professor, we weren't given a chance to practice our skills in defense for we weren't allowed to do any magic, but it doesn't mean, I might add, that some of us didn't improve" she said intelligently, looking at the members of the DA Group that they formed last year. Harry and Ron grinned at the statement.
"Well, is that so, alright then, but if you don't mind me asking, how were you able to practice if you didn't have the permission to do magic?" Professor Peterson asked.
The members of the DA shifted uncomfortably at their seats. The Slytherins snickered, or at least the people in the Inquisitorial Squad, a group consisted of Slytherins, which was formed by Umbridge to catch 'rule-breakers, traitors and liars'. Hermione looked at Harry for a moment. Then, Harry nodded, giving her the permission to explain.
"Professor, some of us were able to practice magic through Dumbledore's Army. It is a group of students who were determined to practice their defense last year when Professor Umbridge was in charge. We had a very capable person who was able to teach us and strengthen our defense, especially that time when Voldemort rose again" Hermione finished with full confidence.
Some people gasped, mostly Slytherins, when Hermione said 'Voldemort'. The members of the DA weren't surprise at all, even though they still wince every time they hear the name, for Hermione started saying his name last year.
Professor looked at her intently and nodded. She scanned the classroom with stern eyes, then settled her gaze to Hermione once again.
"And who, might I ask, is this capable person who taught you the art of defense?"
Hermione smiled intently, "Professor, that person, who is the top of Defense Against the Dark Arts class, is Harry Potter"
The Slytherins gaze all settled on the Boy-Who-Lived. Potter? A professor? That's a joke! Professor looked at Harry.
"Is this true?" she asked
The only thing Harry can do is nod. All the eyes that were staring at him were getting on his nerves. He hated being stared at. He had enough of that because of the bloody scar on his forehead.
"Very well then" Professor Peterson said turning her gaze to the class, "Who was part of this group, Dumbledore's Army?"
Hand shot up to the air slowly, including the ones that belonged to Neville, Parvati, Lavender, Seamus and Dean. The Slytherins were looking at them, annoyed.
"Very well then, enough with that, now lets start the real lesson. Patronus Charm. Can anybody tell me what the Patronus Charm is?" Professor Peterson asked. Several hands shot up in the air. She decided to pick randomly. "Mr. Malfoy"
"The Patronus Charm is highly advanced magic, it is beyond the Ordinary Wizarding Level, the incantation, Expecto Patronum, conjures a guardian that acts as a shield between the caster and the dementor, creatures that sucks out all the happens. In order to conjure a Corpeal Patronus, which is a perfect Patronus, you have to concentrate on a very happy memory. If the memory is not pleasant enough, only a silvery mist is going to come out and that will not be strong enough to conquer the dementors. Also, every Patronus is unique to every wizard who conjures it" Malfoy finished, smirking at Hermione who was looking at him, mouth slightly open.
"Well done Mr. Malfoy, 5 points for Slytherin, yes, as Mr. Malfoy said, you need to think of a happy memory, or thought, or else it wont work. Now, please observe as I demonstrate." Professor Peterson said, drawing her wand.
"Expecto Patronum!" she said, as a silvery solid looking figure came out of her wand; it sprinted above the students' heads, who were looking at it in amazement. It let out a tremendous roar before settling itself beside Professor Peterson. A Corpeal Patronus, an artic wolf.
"Now, who here can produce their own Patronus?" she said as her own Patronus faded away to nothing. At first, no one raised their hand, until someone did, and it looked like they were very reluctant to do so. It was Harry.
"Alright then Mr. Potter, why don't you produce your Patronus in front of the class?" Professor Peterson said. Harry nodded and got up from his seat. He then racked his brain for a happy thought. He can bring himself to thinking of Sirius fearing that he will breakdown then and there. So he tried again. He imagined Bellatrix Lestrange falling behind the veil instead of Sirius and Voldemort lying on the floor, eyes unseeing ahead, dead. He smirked and raised his wand.
"Expecto Patronum!" he yelled as a galloping stag came out of his wand, silver and solid just like it was during OWLs. He smiled at the sight of it. Prongs.
"Well done. 5 points to Gryffindor, now who else, this is going to be the last one for class is ending soon" she said, scanning the class. Someone raised their hand.
"Very well Mr. Malfoy, come up" she said as Malfoy rose to his feet. Draco smirked at Harry then sighed heavily. He momentarily closed his eyes and search for a memory. Not many know that Draco was not a happy child. He is not someone you would call content. He is missing something. Love, from a family. He didn't have that, well he did, but that was long before when his father wasn't obsess about the rise of the Dark Lord. Before, they were a happy family.
He sighed again, and pictured his family when he was still a child and he was sitting on Narcissa's lap while Lucius sat beside them, kissing the top of his head. He smiled at the memory, wishing it will happen again. He raised his wand.
"Expecto Patronum!" he bellowed as a serpent came slithering out of the tip of his wand. Harry looked with amazement. It wasn't just a serpent. It was as big as the Basilisk! The serpent slithered and hissed above their heads. The girls gave out squeaks of fright.
"Very well done. 5 points to Slytherin, now that is all class, be ready to bring some parchment and your quills for you have to take notes for our next lesson, now go on" Professor Peterson said as the bell rang and the students shuffled out of their seats and proceeded to their next class. Potions.
Class was just like the other previous classes they had through the years. Snape give the potion which was Veritaserum, he puts the ingredients on the board, he yells at the class to get a move on, criticizes as much students he can mostly Gryffindors, and at the end of class, yells at them to bottle a sample and send it up. Yup, a typical Potions class.
After, students were glad to get out and have the afternoon free. Many went out at the courtyard for the day was so awesome. The trees' leaves were red, purple, yellow or orange. The temperature was moderate, not to hot, not to cold. It was just all right.
But some, like Harry, Ron and Hermione, decided to go back to their common room and just relax. The guys got engross to a game of wizard chess, while Hermione was once again reading a book. After 3 loses (Harry), a book (Hermione), and 2 wins and a chocolate frog (Ron). They planned their Hogsmeade trip and soon departed for bed.
Hermione made entered the girls dormitory to find someone else there. Yurin. She was sitting on the window sill, staring outside, looking at the stars. She didn't looked up when Hermione entered.
"Hello, Yurin" Hermione said softly
This time Yurin looked up and stared at her, then she said, "Hi" her voice low. Hermione approached her, "Would you like to go to Hogsmeade tommorow?" she said. But Yurin shook her head.
"Why?" Hermione asked
"I have to stay because Madam Promfrey think that I would strain myself after what happened" Yurin replied lowly
"Oh, about that, Dumbledore told us, well not all of it, but we would like—"
"Thanks" Yurin said, cutting her off.
Hermione smiled. "If you need someone, don't be afraid to talk to me alright?"
"Sure" Yurin said
"Alright" and with that, Hermione changed for bed and went to sleep.
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A/N: Woah, that was long! D/HR starting soon! I promise!