Alright, so it's time for chapter seven. And I would like to start by saying this: making a sorting hat song- IS FRICKEN HARD! but fun at the same time..
So, on to the story
In this chapter, look out for: Erika being a bitch, Malfoy being a ass, The new DADA teacher, and Malfoying making an ass of himself ! Oh, and of course- Harry/Ginnyness!
ps: to mel who reviewed- the mel in this, isn't you. lol
Chapter Seven
Harry and Ginny walked to the front of the Great hall, only to be meet by a large group of first years "Is that who I think it is?" a girl asked
"I heard he goes here"
"Maybe we should ask him?"
"More importantly, who is she?"
"Maybe his girlfriend,"
"Comeon, seriously,"
"Dear god," Harry moaned to Ginny, who merly giggled.
"Maybe you should tell them," Ginny offered.
"I made that mistake once, thanks,"
"Come on, Harry" Ginny poked Harry in the side, and he jumped a little.
"I saw his scar!" Someone cried.
"Okay, little faster Ginny" Harry pleaded, pulling her behind him. The group of first years was crowding around him, "Would you all please, move," Harry asked, nively as he could. All of them moved to the side, leaving a perfect hallway to the door.
"Thanks," Ginny said sweetly. Harry opened the door a little, and walked in fallowed by Ginny.
Proffesor Dumbledore looked up to see them and smiled, "Come in, come in. Take a seat,"
"Sorry professor," Harry said, leading Ginny to the Gryffindor house table. Erika and Mel looked at each other, Harry and Ginny sat down beside each other. Dumbledore nodded, and contiuned his speech.
"Now, as I was saying, let's being the sorting!" Professor Mcgonagall nodded, and waved her hands. The large doors open, and the first years filled into the room. The hall went scilent, as everyone watched. Walking back up onto the elavated stage, Mcgonagall brought out the now three legged stool, and old hat. Half the first years lookde confused, but everyone else watched it, excitedly.
"You look up apon me,
Confused by what you see.
I am but an old hat,
torn and rotten at my libs.
I am wiser then you know
Ready to sort you
Tell you where to go.
You may belong in Hufflepuff,
Where you'll see the kind heart
Warming spirts, and loving gifts
Given by them all.
Maybe you belong in Ravenclaw
Where you can strive to be your best
The brightest of wizard, and witch alike
Have come from there welcoming grasp.
Possibly its Slytherin
Where you would fit best
Your born to meet you're allies
For wars that are yet to strike
Or maybe it if Gryffindor
Strong, brave, and true to rest
Where you'll see your destiny
Foes have meet there match
But you see
You'll never know
Where you destiny shall lie
Unless you try me on
And I shall see where you side,"
Everyone clapped as the sorting hat finshed its song. Harry seemed to be the only one who had really listened to the lyrics- Hufflepuff, would support everyone though the dark times, Ravenclaw would strive to find a locial answer, Slytherin would imbrace and fight the dark war, well Gryffindor would bet the darkness. However, thinking that he was possible thinking about it too much, Harry shook his head, and let it go.
Once the clapping died down, Professor Mcgonagall unrolled the large piece of paper, "Ablans, Mish," a small girl walled forwards, and sat down.
"Hufflepuff!" the Hufflepuff table clapped, and welcomed there new member.
"Axle, Alexdander," a large boy walked forward, and sat down.
"Gryffindor!" Harry clapped, and chreed with the others.
The ceriomny kept going on like this, over all Ravenclaw seemed to get the most new students, fallowed by Hufflepuff, Slytherin, and then Gryffindor. It was strage, normally Gryffindor got some of the most students.
Once everything was done, Dumbledore stodd back up, "Well," he said, lightly, "As I'm sure most you are aware, your Defense Agenst the Dark Arts teacher from last year- is unable to contiune. How ever, we have manged to filled his place," Harry looked down the table, but saw no new teachers. He feared for the wrost- could it be Snape?
"Unforatly, you're new teacher was unable to join for dinner. I ask you all to treat your new teacher kindly. And welcome them to our school in your classes tomorrow," Wispered filled the room. Was it male, or female? What did they look like? Where they nice? The only thing Harry cared about, was that it wasn't Snape, "Now, enough of my blaber. Enjoy!" the piles of food filed on the tables, as everyone began to eat.
"Well," Harry said, walking back to the tower, fallowing Hermione and Ron who where leading the group of students, "Maybe it's becase of the times.. no one really wants to be brave," He pointed out, shurgging.
"Yea, maybe," Ginny agreed. She knew she didn't want to be brave anymore, she just wanted to crule up and cry half the time, so sick of being beaten down by everyone around her. But, she let it go, and smiled at Harry,
"I'm soo tired!" Hermione wined, collasping in a chair.
"So, Monie, have you decied who your going to make the female Prefect?" Ron asked, sitting down. Harry was laying down on the couch, and Ginny was sitting infron of the fire.
"In fact I have," Hermione nodded, standing up.
"Who?" Ginny asked, turning and looking at Hermione, excited.
"You"
"Wh-what?!" Ginny stubled, slowly standing up.
"I have picked Ginny Weasley to be the female prefect for Gryffindor house,"
"I dont know.."
"Oh, stop being so modist," Harry joked, "You're prefect for the job."
"I suppose... I mean, it will make mom happy, and I-" Hermione pinned the 'P' onto Ginny's cloak.
"I pooped, I'm goin ta bed," Ron moaned, standing up.
"Yea, me to," Hermione agreed, fallowing Ron to the stairs.
"Night," Harry said shortly, standing up.
"We should go soon," Ginny said, softly.
"Ah, thats just the Prefect in you talking," Ginny laughed. The fire seemed to glow around her. Harry walked over to the window, and up at the starty sky.
"It's beatuiful," GInny sighed, walking up behind him.
"It's not the only thing that is," Harry slipped. Ginny looked over at him, and Harry looked back out the window, "The- uh- lake is nice too," He pointed out. Ginny nodded slolwy, and looked over at the shimmering waters.
"Nice night for a flight," she pointed out, and walked away from the window.
"Yup." Harry agreed, and sat back down on the couch. Ginny sat down next to him, "What time is it?" he asked. Ginny looked at her watch, and sighed.
"It's just about 11, we should get to bed,"
"Yea, you're right. Let's go," the to of them stood up, and made there way to the stairs.
"Good night, Ginny," Harry called, turning into the boy's dorm's. Ginny stood there for a minute, and smiled.
"Good night, my sweet prince,"
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"Ron, wake up- RON!" Harry yelled, shaking Ron violantly.
"What?" He asked, blankly.
"It's time to get up," Harry pointed out, already dressed, "Ya know, classes."
"They can wait,"
Harry paused a minute, trying to think what would wake Ron up the fastest. Suddenly, it hit him- he could kill two brids with one stone. Find out if Ron liked Hermione and wake him up "But Hermione cant,"
"Hermione?" Ron asked, sitting up stright.
"Yes, Hermione. She's waiting for us down stairs,"
"Oy!" Ron called, jumping out of bed, and opening his trunk.
"I'll meet you donw there," Harry yawned, and left the room.
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The funny part was, that Hermione really was waiting. So was Ginny, and they both looked excited, "Harry, is he coming!?" Ginny squelled.
"Yea, yea- sleeping beatuy is on his way,"
"Moring all!" Ron called from the top of the stairs.
"Ronald Weasley- you get down here this minute!" Hermione order. Suddenly, she and Ginny didn't look to happy. Harry was confused, but kept his mouth shut all the same. Ron face dropped.
"Coming," he said nervously, running down the stairs, "We're not late, are we?"
"Oh, no," Hermione said.
"Missed breakfast?"
"Nope," Ginny answered.
"Broke something," they both shook there heads.
"Well, then- what?!" Ron asked, giving up.
"Guess who headboy is?" Hermione asked. Ron looked at there faces, and just about cried.
"Not- Malfoy"
"It was," Hermione said, leaning to one side, "But, he got cought out of bounds, doing something he shouldn't have been. Dumbledore was furisous. Little Draco's not even a little Prefect anymore"
"Then why are you so mad,"
"Because, it mean's she has to give you something,"
"A smack?" Ron wippered. Hermione and Ginny's faces suddenly lite up. Hermione had a large smile on her face. She stepped closer to Ron, and took of his Prefect pin. Ron looked confused. Hermione reached into her pokect, and pulled out a different pin, and put it on him.
"HEADBOY!?" Ron cried, "NO FRIKKEN WAY!"
"It's true, someone up there likes you," Hermione said sweetly, and gave him a kiss on the check. Ron's face went as bright as his hair.
"Which means, you now have to pick someone to take your place," Ginny pointed out.
"Well thats easy," Ron sighed, "Harry"
"What?" Harry asked, looking to Ron, who had his arm outstreeched, with the Prefect badge in his hand.
"Take it mate," Ron smiled. Harry pulled it out of Ron's hand, and staired at it for a minute.
"Allow me," Ginny smiled. Taking the pin, Ginny put it on Harry's robe, "Perfect, Mr. Potter,"
"Yea.." Harry was lost for words. Hermione and Ron lead the way to the great hall, fallowed by Harry and Ginny.
"New time tables," Hermione declared, as she and Ron handed them out. Harry looked down- today he had a double periode of Advanced DADA. He also had herbilogigy, and care of magical creatures. It seemed like the first say back wasn't going to be so bad after all. It could have been wrose, he could have double potions. Standing up, harry finshed his juice.
"I'm gonna go to first, meet you there," He said, to Hermione and Ron. They both nodded, and Harry walked off.
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"Well, well, well- if it isn't Harry Potter." Harry stopped on the stop. Sighing, Harry remembered something, Draco was no longer a prefect, and he was. A smile formed on his face, and he turned around.
"Hello, Mr. Malfoy," Harry greeted, his prefect badge visable, "How are you this morning,"
"So, you're a prefect"
"Did you missplace you badge?" Harry asked innocently, "You should try tightening it when you find it,"
"Oh, Draco didn't missplace it," Hermione called from behind.
"Oh, no, he lost it. And I dont mean litterly,"
"He was even headboy,"
"But they took it all away. And gave it to me," Ron smiled, and pointed at the badge.
"Now, now, this wouldn't be a fight would it?" Professor Mcgonagall asked from behind.
"Oh course not," Hermione pointed, "We where merely telling Harry what happened," Mcgonagall looked at them misterouly.
"Well, in you go. You're teacher will be along soon."
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By the time the bell rang, everyone was in class. Well, everyone, but the teacher. Because it advanced DADA, Griffindor was paried with Ravenclaw for the lessons, but they also had a double periode, meaning that they also had to spend it with the Slytherin and Hufflepuff group. "Where is our new teacher," Hermione moaned, looking at the pile of books on her desk. She obveously couldn't wait to get started.
Suddenly the door opened, and a woman entered the room. She looked around there age, with dark raven hair, pulled back into a bun. She had bright blue eyes, just like Dumbldore's, which had that glint of supprise and amusement in them. She wore a long, tight black gown, which had belt that tied up, and dangled at the side that was dark blue with stars. She wore a sleveless cloak over it, what did up with a gold chain in front, and the inside of it was along dark blue. She was beatiuful.
"Well, hello," Darco said, standing up infront of her, "You look beatuiful today," it was obveous the girl was trying not to smile. Draco reached out for her hand, and kissed it. The girl quickly pulled her hand away, and raised an eyebrow, "I'm Draco Malfoy,"
"I know who you are," she said, her voice very mature.
"Well, then I guess you know all about me. But, forgive me, I dont know anything about you"
"What would you like to know?" she asked, she seemed rather amused.
"Well, for instance, why aren't you in unifrom, and what's your name,"
"Well, I'm not in unifrom, because I'm not a student. And my name is Evelyn"
"That's a beatuiful name, for a beatiuful woman," Hermione's eye's went wide. Thats when it hit her.
"Harry, Ron," she wisepered, "That's our teacher,"
"What?" Ron asked.
"How do you know? I think she's a little young to be a teacher," Harry pointed out.
"Professor E Dumbledore- E, Evelyn!" Harry and Ron looked at each other, and smiled. Draco was flirting with there teacher.
"Mr. Malfoy, please take your seat" he looked confused, "I would like to start the lesson," his jaw dropped. As he took his seat, she made her way up to the front of the room, and sat on her desk, "Incase you didn't already guess. I'm your new Dark Arts teacher. My name is Professor Evelyn Dumbledore" as she said this, it appered on the black board. Laughter filled the room, "Five points from Slytherin for unapporate behavor towards a teacher," Darco's face was almost as red as Ron's hair. "I'm starting to wish I didn't miss the feast last night. However, I had work to do. And its because of that work that none of my things have arrived. So, put your books away. There will be no lesson today,"
"Does this mean we can go?" a Ravenclaw student asked.
"No, this doesn't mean you can go. This does mean how ever that we can get to know each other a little better. And I tell by the expression on some of your faces you have a lot of questions for me, so who would like to go first?" almost everyone in the class put up there hand.
"Semus?"
"How old are you?"
"20, Ron?"
"Are you related to the headmaster?"
"Yes, I'm his great grandaughter. Hermione?"
"Do you really believe your old enough to teacher students three years younger then you?"
"Do you really belive you can controll students your own age?" Hermione looked offened.
"I have in the past! Even those older then me,"
"Because you're mature, and smart," she said, "So, if you can do, I hope I can" Hermione suddenly seemed flattered- the teacher had compared herself to her, "Mr. Malfoy?"
"I'm sure he wants to ask you when you're free," Semus joked.
"Now, now. Mr. Malfoy, do you have a question?"
"Do you work for the minstry?"
"Yes I do. Lalee?" Lalee was a Ravenclaw student.
"What do you do?"
"I teach,"
"I mean at the minstry," Professor Dumbledore paused, unsure if she should answer the question.
"I'm, an aroura," she answered shiftly, "Professor Snape, was a pleasant supprise, please, come in, come in," Prfessor Snape's nostralls where flaired, as he slowly walked into the class room.
"I've been asked to give you this," he handed her a small peice of paper. She unrolled it, and her eyes grew, "Class dissmissed," she said shortly, "Lead the way," she said, looking up at Snape. Hermione leaned over, and looked a the paper. All there was, was a drawing of a feather.
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"Well, that was an interesting class," Ron pointed out, as they walked down the hall.
"She seems nice," Harry pointed out.
"I belive she shall make a suitable teacher," Hermione said, giving her approval.
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"Ginny, pass the musrooms," Colin asked, as his potion changed colour. Ginny handed them to him, a worried expression on her face. Decideing to keep to herself, Ginny kept stiring, and looking into her potion.
"Dear me," Snape said, looking over Colin, "It appres you've ruined your potion. Five points Gryffindor-"
"Professor Snape," Professor Mcgonagall stood at the door.
"Come in," he said, darkly.
"Here, Pass it on Evelyn." Snape open the note, and looked at the feather.
"Of course," Professor Mcgonagall left, "Disposse of all your potions. Class is dismissed," Ginny picked up her cudrane, and made her way to back.
"So, I see Harry sat next to you yesterday," Erika's dark voice echoed, "Was little Ginny scared?"
"No, we just ran into each other, and started talking," Ginny answered, quickly.
"Please, like we didn't see you run off crying. When will you grow up, Weasley?"
"Go away," Ginny said, darkly, "I'm not asking you. I will report you," she finshed dumping her potion, and stood up. Erika looked at ther Prefect badge. Her nostrals flared, but she turned and left. Ginny was the last one to leave the empty class room. Tears threated to fall down her face, as we walked down the hall.
She stammered backwards, as she ran into someone,"Sorry," Ginny said softly. She turned to run, but the person had her shoulders. Ginny looked up to see Harry standing there on his own, Ron and Hermione out of sight, looking into her swollen eyes.
"Come with me" He said, leanding Ginny away.
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Okay, not overly long or anything. But yea. I think in chapter eight, they just might share there first kiss, but the question is how? Great hall? Everyone around them? All alone? At night? Or in the day? What, review- tell me!
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So, on to the story
In this chapter, look out for: Erika being a bitch, Malfoy being a ass, The new DADA teacher, and Malfoying making an ass of himself ! Oh, and of course- Harry/Ginnyness!
ps: to mel who reviewed- the mel in this, isn't you. lol
Chapter Seven
Harry and Ginny walked to the front of the Great hall, only to be meet by a large group of first years "Is that who I think it is?" a girl asked
"I heard he goes here"
"Maybe we should ask him?"
"More importantly, who is she?"
"Maybe his girlfriend,"
"Comeon, seriously,"
"Dear god," Harry moaned to Ginny, who merly giggled.
"Maybe you should tell them," Ginny offered.
"I made that mistake once, thanks,"
"Come on, Harry" Ginny poked Harry in the side, and he jumped a little.
"I saw his scar!" Someone cried.
"Okay, little faster Ginny" Harry pleaded, pulling her behind him. The group of first years was crowding around him, "Would you all please, move," Harry asked, nively as he could. All of them moved to the side, leaving a perfect hallway to the door.
"Thanks," Ginny said sweetly. Harry opened the door a little, and walked in fallowed by Ginny.
Proffesor Dumbledore looked up to see them and smiled, "Come in, come in. Take a seat,"
"Sorry professor," Harry said, leading Ginny to the Gryffindor house table. Erika and Mel looked at each other, Harry and Ginny sat down beside each other. Dumbledore nodded, and contiuned his speech.
"Now, as I was saying, let's being the sorting!" Professor Mcgonagall nodded, and waved her hands. The large doors open, and the first years filled into the room. The hall went scilent, as everyone watched. Walking back up onto the elavated stage, Mcgonagall brought out the now three legged stool, and old hat. Half the first years lookde confused, but everyone else watched it, excitedly.
"You look up apon me,
Confused by what you see.
I am but an old hat,
torn and rotten at my libs.
I am wiser then you know
Ready to sort you
Tell you where to go.
You may belong in Hufflepuff,
Where you'll see the kind heart
Warming spirts, and loving gifts
Given by them all.
Maybe you belong in Ravenclaw
Where you can strive to be your best
The brightest of wizard, and witch alike
Have come from there welcoming grasp.
Possibly its Slytherin
Where you would fit best
Your born to meet you're allies
For wars that are yet to strike
Or maybe it if Gryffindor
Strong, brave, and true to rest
Where you'll see your destiny
Foes have meet there match
But you see
You'll never know
Where you destiny shall lie
Unless you try me on
And I shall see where you side,"
Everyone clapped as the sorting hat finshed its song. Harry seemed to be the only one who had really listened to the lyrics- Hufflepuff, would support everyone though the dark times, Ravenclaw would strive to find a locial answer, Slytherin would imbrace and fight the dark war, well Gryffindor would bet the darkness. However, thinking that he was possible thinking about it too much, Harry shook his head, and let it go.
Once the clapping died down, Professor Mcgonagall unrolled the large piece of paper, "Ablans, Mish," a small girl walled forwards, and sat down.
"Hufflepuff!" the Hufflepuff table clapped, and welcomed there new member.
"Axle, Alexdander," a large boy walked forward, and sat down.
"Gryffindor!" Harry clapped, and chreed with the others.
The ceriomny kept going on like this, over all Ravenclaw seemed to get the most new students, fallowed by Hufflepuff, Slytherin, and then Gryffindor. It was strage, normally Gryffindor got some of the most students.
Once everything was done, Dumbledore stodd back up, "Well," he said, lightly, "As I'm sure most you are aware, your Defense Agenst the Dark Arts teacher from last year- is unable to contiune. How ever, we have manged to filled his place," Harry looked down the table, but saw no new teachers. He feared for the wrost- could it be Snape?
"Unforatly, you're new teacher was unable to join for dinner. I ask you all to treat your new teacher kindly. And welcome them to our school in your classes tomorrow," Wispered filled the room. Was it male, or female? What did they look like? Where they nice? The only thing Harry cared about, was that it wasn't Snape, "Now, enough of my blaber. Enjoy!" the piles of food filed on the tables, as everyone began to eat.
"Well," Harry said, walking back to the tower, fallowing Hermione and Ron who where leading the group of students, "Maybe it's becase of the times.. no one really wants to be brave," He pointed out, shurgging.
"Yea, maybe," Ginny agreed. She knew she didn't want to be brave anymore, she just wanted to crule up and cry half the time, so sick of being beaten down by everyone around her. But, she let it go, and smiled at Harry,
"I'm soo tired!" Hermione wined, collasping in a chair.
"So, Monie, have you decied who your going to make the female Prefect?" Ron asked, sitting down. Harry was laying down on the couch, and Ginny was sitting infron of the fire.
"In fact I have," Hermione nodded, standing up.
"Who?" Ginny asked, turning and looking at Hermione, excited.
"You"
"Wh-what?!" Ginny stubled, slowly standing up.
"I have picked Ginny Weasley to be the female prefect for Gryffindor house,"
"I dont know.."
"Oh, stop being so modist," Harry joked, "You're prefect for the job."
"I suppose... I mean, it will make mom happy, and I-" Hermione pinned the 'P' onto Ginny's cloak.
"I pooped, I'm goin ta bed," Ron moaned, standing up.
"Yea, me to," Hermione agreed, fallowing Ron to the stairs.
"Night," Harry said shortly, standing up.
"We should go soon," Ginny said, softly.
"Ah, thats just the Prefect in you talking," Ginny laughed. The fire seemed to glow around her. Harry walked over to the window, and up at the starty sky.
"It's beatuiful," GInny sighed, walking up behind him.
"It's not the only thing that is," Harry slipped. Ginny looked over at him, and Harry looked back out the window, "The- uh- lake is nice too," He pointed out. Ginny nodded slolwy, and looked over at the shimmering waters.
"Nice night for a flight," she pointed out, and walked away from the window.
"Yup." Harry agreed, and sat back down on the couch. Ginny sat down next to him, "What time is it?" he asked. Ginny looked at her watch, and sighed.
"It's just about 11, we should get to bed,"
"Yea, you're right. Let's go," the to of them stood up, and made there way to the stairs.
"Good night, Ginny," Harry called, turning into the boy's dorm's. Ginny stood there for a minute, and smiled.
"Good night, my sweet prince,"
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"Ron, wake up- RON!" Harry yelled, shaking Ron violantly.
"What?" He asked, blankly.
"It's time to get up," Harry pointed out, already dressed, "Ya know, classes."
"They can wait,"
Harry paused a minute, trying to think what would wake Ron up the fastest. Suddenly, it hit him- he could kill two brids with one stone. Find out if Ron liked Hermione and wake him up "But Hermione cant,"
"Hermione?" Ron asked, sitting up stright.
"Yes, Hermione. She's waiting for us down stairs,"
"Oy!" Ron called, jumping out of bed, and opening his trunk.
"I'll meet you donw there," Harry yawned, and left the room.
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The funny part was, that Hermione really was waiting. So was Ginny, and they both looked excited, "Harry, is he coming!?" Ginny squelled.
"Yea, yea- sleeping beatuy is on his way,"
"Moring all!" Ron called from the top of the stairs.
"Ronald Weasley- you get down here this minute!" Hermione order. Suddenly, she and Ginny didn't look to happy. Harry was confused, but kept his mouth shut all the same. Ron face dropped.
"Coming," he said nervously, running down the stairs, "We're not late, are we?"
"Oh, no," Hermione said.
"Missed breakfast?"
"Nope," Ginny answered.
"Broke something," they both shook there heads.
"Well, then- what?!" Ron asked, giving up.
"Guess who headboy is?" Hermione asked. Ron looked at there faces, and just about cried.
"Not- Malfoy"
"It was," Hermione said, leaning to one side, "But, he got cought out of bounds, doing something he shouldn't have been. Dumbledore was furisous. Little Draco's not even a little Prefect anymore"
"Then why are you so mad,"
"Because, it mean's she has to give you something,"
"A smack?" Ron wippered. Hermione and Ginny's faces suddenly lite up. Hermione had a large smile on her face. She stepped closer to Ron, and took of his Prefect pin. Ron looked confused. Hermione reached into her pokect, and pulled out a different pin, and put it on him.
"HEADBOY!?" Ron cried, "NO FRIKKEN WAY!"
"It's true, someone up there likes you," Hermione said sweetly, and gave him a kiss on the check. Ron's face went as bright as his hair.
"Which means, you now have to pick someone to take your place," Ginny pointed out.
"Well thats easy," Ron sighed, "Harry"
"What?" Harry asked, looking to Ron, who had his arm outstreeched, with the Prefect badge in his hand.
"Take it mate," Ron smiled. Harry pulled it out of Ron's hand, and staired at it for a minute.
"Allow me," Ginny smiled. Taking the pin, Ginny put it on Harry's robe, "Perfect, Mr. Potter,"
"Yea.." Harry was lost for words. Hermione and Ron lead the way to the great hall, fallowed by Harry and Ginny.
"New time tables," Hermione declared, as she and Ron handed them out. Harry looked down- today he had a double periode of Advanced DADA. He also had herbilogigy, and care of magical creatures. It seemed like the first say back wasn't going to be so bad after all. It could have been wrose, he could have double potions. Standing up, harry finshed his juice.
"I'm gonna go to first, meet you there," He said, to Hermione and Ron. They both nodded, and Harry walked off.
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"Well, well, well- if it isn't Harry Potter." Harry stopped on the stop. Sighing, Harry remembered something, Draco was no longer a prefect, and he was. A smile formed on his face, and he turned around.
"Hello, Mr. Malfoy," Harry greeted, his prefect badge visable, "How are you this morning,"
"So, you're a prefect"
"Did you missplace you badge?" Harry asked innocently, "You should try tightening it when you find it,"
"Oh, Draco didn't missplace it," Hermione called from behind.
"Oh, no, he lost it. And I dont mean litterly,"
"He was even headboy,"
"But they took it all away. And gave it to me," Ron smiled, and pointed at the badge.
"Now, now, this wouldn't be a fight would it?" Professor Mcgonagall asked from behind.
"Oh course not," Hermione pointed, "We where merely telling Harry what happened," Mcgonagall looked at them misterouly.
"Well, in you go. You're teacher will be along soon."
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By the time the bell rang, everyone was in class. Well, everyone, but the teacher. Because it advanced DADA, Griffindor was paried with Ravenclaw for the lessons, but they also had a double periode, meaning that they also had to spend it with the Slytherin and Hufflepuff group. "Where is our new teacher," Hermione moaned, looking at the pile of books on her desk. She obveously couldn't wait to get started.
Suddenly the door opened, and a woman entered the room. She looked around there age, with dark raven hair, pulled back into a bun. She had bright blue eyes, just like Dumbldore's, which had that glint of supprise and amusement in them. She wore a long, tight black gown, which had belt that tied up, and dangled at the side that was dark blue with stars. She wore a sleveless cloak over it, what did up with a gold chain in front, and the inside of it was along dark blue. She was beatiuful.
"Well, hello," Darco said, standing up infront of her, "You look beatuiful today," it was obveous the girl was trying not to smile. Draco reached out for her hand, and kissed it. The girl quickly pulled her hand away, and raised an eyebrow, "I'm Draco Malfoy,"
"I know who you are," she said, her voice very mature.
"Well, then I guess you know all about me. But, forgive me, I dont know anything about you"
"What would you like to know?" she asked, she seemed rather amused.
"Well, for instance, why aren't you in unifrom, and what's your name,"
"Well, I'm not in unifrom, because I'm not a student. And my name is Evelyn"
"That's a beatuiful name, for a beatiuful woman," Hermione's eye's went wide. Thats when it hit her.
"Harry, Ron," she wisepered, "That's our teacher,"
"What?" Ron asked.
"How do you know? I think she's a little young to be a teacher," Harry pointed out.
"Professor E Dumbledore- E, Evelyn!" Harry and Ron looked at each other, and smiled. Draco was flirting with there teacher.
"Mr. Malfoy, please take your seat" he looked confused, "I would like to start the lesson," his jaw dropped. As he took his seat, she made her way up to the front of the room, and sat on her desk, "Incase you didn't already guess. I'm your new Dark Arts teacher. My name is Professor Evelyn Dumbledore" as she said this, it appered on the black board. Laughter filled the room, "Five points from Slytherin for unapporate behavor towards a teacher," Darco's face was almost as red as Ron's hair. "I'm starting to wish I didn't miss the feast last night. However, I had work to do. And its because of that work that none of my things have arrived. So, put your books away. There will be no lesson today,"
"Does this mean we can go?" a Ravenclaw student asked.
"No, this doesn't mean you can go. This does mean how ever that we can get to know each other a little better. And I tell by the expression on some of your faces you have a lot of questions for me, so who would like to go first?" almost everyone in the class put up there hand.
"Semus?"
"How old are you?"
"20, Ron?"
"Are you related to the headmaster?"
"Yes, I'm his great grandaughter. Hermione?"
"Do you really believe your old enough to teacher students three years younger then you?"
"Do you really belive you can controll students your own age?" Hermione looked offened.
"I have in the past! Even those older then me,"
"Because you're mature, and smart," she said, "So, if you can do, I hope I can" Hermione suddenly seemed flattered- the teacher had compared herself to her, "Mr. Malfoy?"
"I'm sure he wants to ask you when you're free," Semus joked.
"Now, now. Mr. Malfoy, do you have a question?"
"Do you work for the minstry?"
"Yes I do. Lalee?" Lalee was a Ravenclaw student.
"What do you do?"
"I teach,"
"I mean at the minstry," Professor Dumbledore paused, unsure if she should answer the question.
"I'm, an aroura," she answered shiftly, "Professor Snape, was a pleasant supprise, please, come in, come in," Prfessor Snape's nostralls where flaired, as he slowly walked into the class room.
"I've been asked to give you this," he handed her a small peice of paper. She unrolled it, and her eyes grew, "Class dissmissed," she said shortly, "Lead the way," she said, looking up at Snape. Hermione leaned over, and looked a the paper. All there was, was a drawing of a feather.
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"Well, that was an interesting class," Ron pointed out, as they walked down the hall.
"She seems nice," Harry pointed out.
"I belive she shall make a suitable teacher," Hermione said, giving her approval.
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"Ginny, pass the musrooms," Colin asked, as his potion changed colour. Ginny handed them to him, a worried expression on her face. Decideing to keep to herself, Ginny kept stiring, and looking into her potion.
"Dear me," Snape said, looking over Colin, "It appres you've ruined your potion. Five points Gryffindor-"
"Professor Snape," Professor Mcgonagall stood at the door.
"Come in," he said, darkly.
"Here, Pass it on Evelyn." Snape open the note, and looked at the feather.
"Of course," Professor Mcgonagall left, "Disposse of all your potions. Class is dismissed," Ginny picked up her cudrane, and made her way to back.
"So, I see Harry sat next to you yesterday," Erika's dark voice echoed, "Was little Ginny scared?"
"No, we just ran into each other, and started talking," Ginny answered, quickly.
"Please, like we didn't see you run off crying. When will you grow up, Weasley?"
"Go away," Ginny said, darkly, "I'm not asking you. I will report you," she finshed dumping her potion, and stood up. Erika looked at ther Prefect badge. Her nostrals flared, but she turned and left. Ginny was the last one to leave the empty class room. Tears threated to fall down her face, as we walked down the hall.
She stammered backwards, as she ran into someone,"Sorry," Ginny said softly. She turned to run, but the person had her shoulders. Ginny looked up to see Harry standing there on his own, Ron and Hermione out of sight, looking into her swollen eyes.
"Come with me" He said, leanding Ginny away.
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Okay, not overly long or anything. But yea. I think in chapter eight, they just might share there first kiss, but the question is how? Great hall? Everyone around them? All alone? At night? Or in the day? What, review- tell me!
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