A/n: I'm sorry I took so long to update, it's just that every time I sit down to write I get distracted. Thanks Smiley, NB80, and InappropriateGoat for reviewing! You're the best! Enjoy…

Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the plot. If I was J.K Rowling do you really think I would be writing fanfiction?

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Harry woke up from is dreamless sleep and he knew what he had to do. The thought of telling Ginny about Dean's misleading intentions made Harry uneasy. He didn't really want to tell her, but he knew it would be worse if she found out some other way. Harry waited for Ron to get dressed and then they headed down to breakfast. He spotted the red-head immediately. He and Ron sat down at the end of the table, across from Ginny and Hermione. They all greeted each other with casual good mornings and began to eat. A few minutes passed without any conversation, so Harry decided it was as good a time as any.

"Ginny-," Harry started, but didn't finish because at that exact moment Dean plopped down on her left and planted a kiss on her cheek.

"Good morning beautiful." He greeted

"Good morning Dean. I'm sorry, what were you saying Harry?"

"I…uhh…I wanted to tell you that…um…that Quidditch tryouts are this Thursday. You were right, I am Captain, and I scheduled the tryouts for Thursday." Ginny gave him a mildly puzzled look so he continued.

"I know you played last year, when I was banned, so I thought you might want to tryout for the team this year."

"Oh right! Yes. Well thank you for telling me."

"Yeah, no problem." Harry muttered.

So much for telling her about Dean. I'll never be able to get a word if he's always hanging on her like that!

And Dean was indeed doing just that. He had his arm wrapped around her waist and was constantly pulling her closer. Harry was bothered by this, especially because he knew that Dean was only with her because of her beauty. It appeared as though he wasn't the only one. Ron kept shifting uncomfortable and glaring at Dean, although he never caught his eye. Harry was just thinking about how he was going to get a private word with Ginny, when he heard an enormous whoosh from above. Hundreds of owls flocked in delivering mail to the students. A brown, tawny owl landed in front of Hermione with a copy of the Daily Prophet. She took it gratefully and put a knut in the pouch tied to its leg. Hermione's eyes widened as she read the headline that was posted across the front page.

Muggleborn and Family Attacked by Death Eaters!

"Oh no!" Hermione breathed.

"What!?" Ginny and Ron asked at the same time.

"A muggleborn and her family were attacked by Death Eaters last night." Hermione paused and took a breath. "It says here that 7 Death Eaters showed up at the house around midnight. When the Aurors got there it was too late." Hermione's voiced had reduced to a whisper by the time she had finished her sentence. Nobody said anything for awhile. They all knew that Hermione was worried about her and her family because she was muggleborn. They all just sat in silence until she jumped up from the table and started running from the Great Hall.

"Hermione! Where are you going?" called Ron who looked bewildered.

"It's ok. I'll go find her." said Ginny, also getting up from the table.

That left a very upset Ron, a thoroughly disappointed Dean, and a mildly confused Harry.

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"Do you think she's ok?" Ron asked.

"Yeah, I think she's just a bit worried for her family."

Harry and Ron were walking down the corridor to their first Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson. When they came to the classroom, they paused before going in.

"Well I guess this is it. I do hope it's better than last year." Harry said with a sigh.

"Cheers."

Upon entering the classroom they saw posters and diagrams cluttering the walls. They showed wand movements and had motivational quotes like, "If at first you don't succeed; try, try, again." Students were talking in whispers and observing the classroom. Harry spotted Hermione in the front row of desks. He and Ron made their way towards her.

"Hi Hermione." Ron said a bit sheepishly.

"Hello Ron, Harry." She said curtly.

"Hermione, are you alright?"

"Yes Ronald I'm fine." She replied bitterly. "You don't see me crying my eyes out like that Chang girl do you?"

"No, it's just that this morning at breakfast when you…"

"Drop it. Now."

Ron would have replied but right then the new professor walked in. Professor Cummings was about 5'6 with sandy brown hair, and relatively young looking. She was smiling broadly as she strolled to the front of the classroom.

"Good morning class!" She said cheerfully.

The class being used to Professor Umbridge's tactics replied with, "Good morning Professor Cummings."

"Wow. That's impressive, but let's not get too formal. This class is meant to be informative but also fun! I want to get to know each and every one of you!"

It was this statement that caused Hermione to roll her eyes.

"Let's start by putting away those useless books,"

Hermione was now horrified. Books being useless?

"And take out your wands."

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"That was one of the best Defense lessons we've had in a while" Ron said excitedly.

"I didn't care much for it. If you ask me, she seems a bit ditzy." Hermione replied bitterly

"Well nobody asked you" Ron said sourly.

The bickering continued as it usually did; with Hermione speaking her mind and Ron retorting with smart comebacks. Although they fought almost daily, there were times when Harry caught Ron staring at Hermione or vice versa. He knew they fancied each other and that it was just a matter of time before they got together. Harry knew he would be happy for them when they did, but he was also nervous that he would lose his best friend.

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The first week at Hogwarts flew by, with the exception of Quidditch tryouts. At about seven o'clock on Thursday, Harry and Ron headed down to the Quidditch pitch. There were eight people that showed up for the tryouts. Among them were Ginny and her friend Simone, a fifth year boy called Sam Patterson, Seamus, Dean, two fourth years that went by Carleigh and Patti, and a third year boy named George Waltz. Dean and Seamus turned out to be fairly good beaters and got the positions. Ginny was an excellent chaser along with the fifth year boy, Sam. George wasn't a great flier, but was best fit for the last chaser spot, which left Simone, Patti and Carleigh empty handed. Harry knew the team would be great with a little bit of work. He was pretty satisfied with his choices and even attempted to get a word with Ginny, but Dean showed up just in time.

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A/n: I know, I know...it was really short but i wanted to update and that's all I could come up with. I promise to update more frequently…and if I don't well then…you can yell at me and tell me to update! Yeah….

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