"Well, HE seems much nicer than Filch if I do say so myself."

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chapter 3- Well, HE seems much nicer than Filch if I do say so myself."

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As Ron and Harry entered the dining hall the next morning, they noticed Hermione sitting with Lavender, Parvati and Ginny. As Harry and Ron approached the table, all four broke out into giggles and hid behind their hands. Ron sent Harry a "girls-who the hell understands 'em" look and picked up some toast.

        Harry turned and began to survey the staff table, for any new faces. He was surprised to see one. There was a blonde man sitting in Hagrid's usual spot. He looked little older than 25 or so, and he had almost white-blonde hair. He was smiling and drinking tea, chatting amiably with Professor McGonagall.

        "That must be the new Care for Magical Creatures professor." Hermione stated, following Harry's gaze.

        "I guess sooo……" Harry trailed off when he noticed a man with brown hair and odd bangs touch the blonde's shoulder and the blond jumped up, squeezed the brunettes hand and then walk off to sit in Filch's regular seat. "Or maybe not." Harry finished.

        "Okay, so the blonde guy is the new caretaker, and the brunette is taking Hagrid's place?" Lavender asked, catching on to what Harry, Ron and Hermione were staring at.

        "Well, the blonde looks a lot nicer than Filch." Ron stated, and looked at his schedule. "Advanced Potions first, guys. With the Slytherins."

        "Then, Advanced Defense Against the Dark Arts." Harry said somewhat grimly. "Let's just hope this teacher is as good as Lupin."

        "I'll be happy if they are nicer than Umbridge personally." Seamus said, plopping down into a chair. "That woman was such a witch."

        "Yes, she was." Hermione pointed out.

        "You know what I mean!"

        "Yes, well be careful what you say. This is a bad place to insult witches! Anyways, after Defense, we have the new class…."

        "Self Defense."

        "Followed by Advanced Transfiguration and then Care of magical Creatures." Ron listed glumly. "Don't throw everything at us on the first day or anything."

        "This is N.E.W.T. year Ron, we have to get a good start!" Hermione cried.

        "Yes, but that is 5 classes!" Harry said, echoing Ron's sentiments.

        "At least we don't have Binns anymore." Parvati pointed out, looking on the bright side.

        "No kidding." There were nods and agreement from everyone in the group.

        "Well, I have to go and sit in my boring Binns class now!" Ginny said sadly, gathering her things and leaving the table. "Later, everybody."

        "Bye Gin." Harry and Ron said as one. They laughed and Lavender, Parvati and Hermione exchanged looks.

        Lavender opened her mouth to say something but she was interrupted by a pleasant voice.

        "Well, hello there!"

        Everyone turned to the end of the table and were surprised to see the blonde man standing there.

        "Hi, everyone, my name is Quatre Rebarba Winner, and I am your new caretaker! I've heard the last one, well, he was a bit strict and non-magical, but let me assure you, I ask you abide by Imost/I of the rules and I'll let minor infractions slide by. I am a full wizard, and I look forward to seeing all of you in the future." He got ready to leave and then turned around again, "Oh yes, before you ask, yes I am in love with the Care of Magical Creatures teacher, and he is very quiet, so if you have any questions about anything he won't answer, come to me, and we shall see if we can't fix it." Quatre grinned and his ocean blue eyes twinkled. "Have a good day then!" He said and walked away.

        "Well, HE seems much nicer than Filch if I do say so myself." Harry commented, getting his stuff together for his first class.

        "Come on mate, we have potions." Ron said and they left the great hall.

        At the staff table, Quatre was talking to the brunette. "How do you think they will take to our friend, Trowa?"

        "I think it's more about how he takes to them, angel." Trowa answered, as the trio walked out of the hall towards the dungeons.

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A/N: I know, I couldn't wait to write the next chapter, and I'm trying to fit the guy's personalities to the jobs, but it's hard…. Oh well…

This is chapter 3,

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