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Chapter Five
"I would like to introduce you to Professor Tonks." Dumbledore announced, smiling at the class. "Now I must be off, there are some flying toads that I must deal with." Harry's eyes widened in disbelief.
"Okie dokie! Now that he's gone let's get rolling. Oh and by the way, just call me Tonks, professor makes me feel old." Tonks said. "I guess I'll take attendance first?" Hermione nodded in agreement.
Harry's mind was immediately flooded with memories from Number Twelve Grimmauld Place and the Order. No wonder I didn't recognize her. Harry's thoughts were interrupted.
"Harry? Harry Potter?" Tonks voice called out as if she didn't know him.
"I'm right here." Harry said only half paying attention. He was still is disbelief of the entire situation.
"So basically this class will be a brief overview of learning the defence. Also, I will be assigning you with a partner for the rest of the year. You'll be completing assignments together as well as practicing spells." She explained, her hair changing from golden brown to a turquoise hue.
Half of the class gasped in response while the others just stared at her change in appearance. Tonks herself paid no attention to this.
"If you haven't already noticed, I'm a Metamorphmagus." She commented, changing her eye colour from brown to green. "Does anybody know what that means?"
Harry and Hermione automatically raised their hands.
"Hermione was it?" She asked pointing to the student.
"Yes. A Metamorphmagus is a witch or wizard that can change their shape or appearance whenever they want to. They're like a shape shifter." Hermione said wisely.
"Couldn't have said it better myself Hermione, ten points to…?"
"Slytherin." Hermione grinned.
"Right then. So if you guys see any part of me change, it's just me having a bit of fun. Now Dark arts… hmm…" She said, obviously thinking of what to say next. "It's a difficult thing to master. I have always struggled with it. But once you get the hang of it its not so bad."
Harry was ecstatic about his new teacher. He couldn't have been happier with anyone else. Tonks had always been someone that he could talk to and trust. She was also the life of the party- loads of fun. No more long lectures about silly books or extremely difficult assignments. Just learning and practicing defence.
The rest of the class had flown by for everyone, listening to Tonks' stories and explanations. She was also throwing in pointless jokes, just to get a few laughs out of everyone. Eventually the time came to picking partners. Harry felt confident that if he was not paired with Ron, he would be paired with another of his buddies from Gryffindor.
"Okay. The first group that I have decided on are Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zabini. Ron Weasley and Seamus Finnegan. Dean Thomas and Lavender Brown. Parvati Patil and Ginny Weasley. Millicent Bulstrode and Pansy Parkinson." She said, ignoring the grins or grunts that were made with each pairing.
Shoot! I'm running out of Gryffindors! What is she doing? Who is she going to put me with?! It better not be-
"And finally, Harry Potter and… Hermione Granger." She concluded. Harry's insides were going ballistic. "These are your pairs for the rest of the year. No switching, yada yada yada. However, you can sit wherever you like, just try not to disrupt me."
At last she dismissed the class, most of which decided to go get lunch. Harry stayed behind.
"Harry! What's up? How've you been? Sorry we didn't send over anything with the order. They've been really busy with some mission." She said, tightly hugging Harry.
"Uh, I'm okay. I didn't even recognize you at first when you came in until Dumbledore introduced you." He admitted shamefully.
"No worries Potter. I get that a lot." She confessed. "Is there anything else that you wanted to talk about? Aren't you hungry? Cause I'm starving. I gotta go get some grub."
"Actually, yes. I wanted to talk to you about our partners."
"I'm sorry Harry, but just because I like you doesn't mean I'm going to switch anything for you or give you special treatment."
"Of course not. That would be unfair of you to pick favourites," he began sourly. "I was just wondering what made you pick the partners. I mean, I'm the only Gryffindor with a Slytherin, and I really hate Granger. I just don't understand how you could have matched us together. Were really in separate worlds."
"Good question Harry. I was sure that you were going to ask that. You see, sometimes, you just tend to see a, you know, certain thing..."
"No, unfortunately I don't quite understand what you're trying to say here," he said confused.
"Merlin, how do I explain this… Well I just saw chemistry between the two of you. Yes that's the word! Chemistry! Anyway, I don't know what it was, but I had a feeling that you two would work extremely well together."
"Why on earth would you think that?" he said raising his voice.
"Simmer down Harry, I'm not finished explaining yet. I just think that you guys could go far together. Combine her smarts with your power, and you've got yourself a damn good team there."
"But I can't stand her. I-"
"C'mon now boy! Would I ever do something that I wasn't absolutely sure of?"
"Well uh…"
"No. Forget that," The now pink-haired girl laughed. "All I'm trying to say here is that I wouldn't do anything really stupid. Especially to you. Try waiting a couple months. Humour me! See how everything turns out. I'm really not asking you to do so much."
"Fine Nymphadora." The wizard said, chuckling at her appalled expression. "I'll deal with it. You're going to owe me big time for this one!"
"We'll see about that. It might just be the other way around…" she muttered as he walked out of sight. The Metamorphmagus simply ran her hand through her bubblegum pink hair. She heard the call of her rumbling stomach and left to get some lunch.
Me?! And Potter! What a mess. This is not going to work at all. He's not going to agree with my ideas, I'm going to hate his idea, and it'll probably be just in spite of each other! I think that I'm going to have to confront him about this. I don't want my year to be completely ruined by a silly thing like a partner. But will he even listen to me? Especially after what happened the last time I tried to talk to him. Hermione thought, nervous about trying to smooth things over with her enemy. I can see two different scenarios here. Either everything goes perfectly, we work things out and I have a great sixth year. Or, the not-so-good possibility. He gets terribly angry with me for some profound reason, and we end up bickering the rest of the year. Hermione entered the Great Hall and decided she would talk to Harry later.
She joined Blaise and Draco, who were ferociously chomping down on there meals. As soon as they caught sight of her they laughed and pointed at her.
"Lucky you Granger! You got paired with Potter! Can we trade?" he said immaturely, giggling like a little girl.
"Can it Malfoy. Its not like I bloody chose to be with the stupid git!"
"I know that silly, but I still think it's incredibly entertaining."
Hermione angrily rubbed her forehead and glared over at Potter, who failed to realize she was looking at him. He seemed to be in the exact same situation as her right now. His friends were laughing at him while he tried to explain something. The events that occurred in the last class insanely frustrated him. At last he too looked up at Hermione, shooting back the same cold glare she gave him. The witch sat down shortly, attempting to put her upset thoughts past her.
"I can't believe that woman. She is so unfair to do this to me. At first I thought that she was going to be a really fun teacher, but after pulling a stunt like that I'm not so sure."
"Ah, forget about it Granger. We probably hardly have to spend anytime with our partners anyway. Only a couple of classes here and there," Blaise said, concealing his grin.
"Sure, a couple classes of bloody torture! Its completely unreasonable. We are the only Gryffindor/Slytherin coup- I mean, pair out of everyone!" she said, hopeful that no one caught her slip-up.
"Couple? Is that what you were trying to say? Mione! Don't be stupid. He's a Gryffindork. They aren't good enough for us. Strictly off limits. Same goes for Hufflepuffs. They're all softies. Every bloody one of em," Draco said, shuddering at his own words.
"NO! HARRY AND I ARE NOT A BLOODY COUPLE!" Hermione yelled loudly. Oh no! What the hell did you say that for! He didn't even say that you were a couple! Stupid, stupid, stupid She thought shaking her head in remorse.
With that display of anger everyone in the great hall turned and stared at her. Her cheeks flushed a dark shade of magenta. Draco plainly began to laugh at her again. She rushed out of the hall, tears streaming down her face in embarrassment.
For some odd reason, Harry almost felt that it was his responsibility to go and find her. None of her friends cared. They were all still laughing at her.
"I've got to go look up something in the library." Harry said excusing himself from the table.
"On the first day of classes? We don't have any assignments yet mate!" Ron said, a puzzled look consuming his face.
"I know. It's really important though."
He chased Hermione down the bright corridor and found himself outside the castle. In the distance he could see Hermione, walking further and further. The teenager saw a broom leaning against a nearby shed. He grabbed it carelessly and flew after the brown-eyed girl. I cannot believe that I'm doing this! He thought in awe of his own actions.
He quickly caught up to the crying brunette and flew in right beside her.
"Get lost Potter." She spluttered.
"No. I can do whatever I want," He mocked. Hermione tried to calm herself.
"Well what do you want then?"
"I want to know what happened back there. And why in hell were you yelling about us being a couple. Your bloody mad you know. I think there's a better chance of both of us being struck by lightning at the exact same time."
"Wow Potter! For once I agree with you. Well, not about the bloody mad part, but the lightening bit."
"It was Malfoy wasn't it?" He guessed confidently.
"How'd you know?"
"Lets says it was just a wild guess," He smirked.
"Whatever," Hermione grumbled. "He was being a jerk about this whole partner thing. Accusing me of being together with you and such. Which reminds me! I wanted to talk to you about it myself."
"I already told you about the couple thing! Its bloody impossible!"
"NO! NOT THAT! THE PARTNER THING!"
"All right then. Go ahead. I'm all ears," he said. Hermione winced at the comment. Jo used that saying all the time.
"I wanted to try and patch things up with you, because I really don't want to be dreading defence the whole year. Personally I find it truly fascinating."
"Are you saying that you don't want me to bring your grade down or something?"
"No… I just don't want to have these childish fights all year."
"I think that I can handle that. As long as you are willing to stop being such a bitch all the time."
"O-okay," she stammered nearly blowing up in rage. Immediately Harry regretted his words.
"Good then. It's all settled. Partners?" He said reaching out a hand patiently awaiting her response.
"Partners." She grinned shaking his hand firmly.
"One more question."
"Shoot."
"Why did you come outside? And where are you heading to anyway? The only thing that's in this direction is the lake, and unless you're wearing your swimsuit under those robes…unlikely… I don't see the purpose of going there." Said the wizard, still floating on his broom.
"I don't know where I'm going Potter. I needed to get away from people, so I started moving. And now I'm here. With you."
"I see. Sometimes I feel like that too." He said again wanting to take back his words. Dammit. Don't let her think that you're a softie now! You're not a bloody Hufflepuff, for Merlin's sake! "I better go. You probably wouldn't want to be seen with me. Unless of course, you want a ride back. Or maybe even a race back. There's a broom right over there. We've gotten pretty far."
"I'll have to take a rain check on that one Potter. Save the race for next time."
"Suit yourself then Granger." He said, zooming off towards the castle.
A/N: Alrighty.... another chapter. I cant remember... was Tonks a squib in book 5? Well if she was i changed it. This is my fic so i can have it how i like. I thought it was okay. Tell me if maybe the characters seemed really different or something. Ya. So Please read and review! :D Thanks