Ch.5 The New Common Room.
(For those have heard of my love "square" its starting this chapter, yes,
Natasha, Draco is one of them Mwahahahaha.)
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Harry and Hermione stared at each other for a while longer, then regaining their composure they sat down across from one another in the compartment, avoiding each other's gaze.
"This is what I wasn't telling you, she's hot isn't she?" Ron asked Harry in a whisper, Harry agreed though he didn't want to admit it, to resist from asking he asked Hermione.
"What did you do Hermione?" He asked eyeing her hair rather rudely. Hermione didn't care though.
"My American cousin insisted on giving me a makeover, she's a witch so she put a permanent relaxing spell on my hair." She stated rather matter-a- factly. (A/N Natasha's idea for the makeover, Good idea Natasha) Harry suddenly realized that Crookshanks was gone, instead Hermione was carrying a rather pretty black owl, though It was no larger than Pig it was not twittering around like Pig usually did, but sitting rather still glaring at Harry with its huge yellow eyes. Harry decided not to mention this but Ginny noticed his gaze.
"That's just Artemis, Crookshanks wanted to stay at home, he's getting old you know." She stated with a grin. Harry smiled back and stared out the window through which farmland was streaking by. Harry's mind flew back to the dream he had had a week before. The thought burned in his memory making his scar do likewise.
Harry was rather quiet the rest of the journey, though he laughed and interjected when necessary. Something was knawing at his stomach, though he didn't know what it was. About three hours into the train ride the compartment door opened and white blonde Draco Malfoy stepped inside.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't Potty, Weasel and look, Muddy! He said gleefully before he had properly seen Hermione, but when he did, he grew silent, his jaw dropped and his eyes widened. Draco Malfoy for once in his life was speechless. (A/N Love SQUUUAAAAAAAAARE, Hehehehe, inside joke.) Harry hastily stood up, drew his wand and said in a dangerous voice. "Get out Malfoy, or I'll have to try that new jinx I learned." Malfoy eyed the wand, disregarded it and turned to look around the compartment. Harry's wand was no the only one pointing at him every wand in the compartment was pointed strait at his heart. Malfoy eyed them stepped backwards out of the compartment and slid the door shut behind him. Ron let out his held breath with a sputter and said.
"If that git gives us any trouble I'll hex him, I swear." Harry silently nodded. "Where are Crabbe and Goyle anyway?" Harry asked Hermione for she usually knew this sort of thing.
"Who cares, more brains among the school." Ron said with an expression of great surprise. Harry did not know what to say Hermione saved him the need to talk, seeing the expression on his face she stated.
"They're supposed to have transferred to Durmstrang so they could get opportunities to read better." She stated simply with a grin on her face. Ron shot a look that would have shattered glass at her. Hermione nonplussed just continued grinning like a maniac (A/N Muwahahahahaha I'm such a dork)
Then all at once everyone except Ron burst out laughing, holding their sides and tears streaming down their faces. Ron just stood there staring at them with a perplexed expression on his face, when their laughter had died down he said. "You, know that wasn't THAT funny." But as Harry watched him he saw Ron's face turn red from holding back laughter but Harry was released of the burden of saying anything when the compartment door slid open yet again and Luna Lovegood walked in.
Her appearance had not changed at all, except for the fact that she was slightly taller, her protuberant eyes and pale eyebrows still giving her that permanently surprised look. Luna simply stared around at them for a moment then said in her dreamy voice to Harry. "Dumbledore wants to see you." Harry was thoroughly surprised at this. What would Dumbledore want to see him for? Harry cast his mind about as he walked to Dumbledore's compartment and opened the door.
Harry, who had not realized where he was going, gave a gasp of surprise when he saw where he was, it was in fact Dumbledore's office at Hogwarts, or at least it looked like it. Harry stared around the circular room that indeed looked like it was at the top of the tower. Harry ran to the window and stared out onto the rapidly passing track, realizing he was being rude, he turned around and looked to the desk where Dumbledore sat.
Dumbledore looked the same as usual long silvery hair and beard, light blue eyes and half-moon glasses, gave him his usual appearance of wisdom, which Dumbledore retained in great amounts.
"Hello, Harry" He said in his usually calm voice.
"Hello" Harry said back without looking at Dumbledore, but instead staring at the portraits of the past headmaster's of Hogwarts who were listening with very nosy expressions on their faces. One of them looked at him out of a Slytherin color decked portrait with a nasty clever expression on his face, he quickly looked away when he saw Harry was watching him. Dumbledore seemed not to have noticed Harry's wandering eyes, continued.
"Harry, I have called you on strict business of the order of the phoenix." Dumbledore stared down his crooked nose at Harry. His clear blue eyes empty of emotion. Harry was eager to hear this and didn't say anything.
"The order believes, including myself of course, that you Harry are to have a separate dormitory than other students, it will be very close to the Gryffindor common room of course." Harry stared at him in disbelieving; he was about to say something when Dumbledore continued.
"You will be sharing the common room with a maximum of three students, you will each have your own room but share two bathrooms. You will be choosing who these lucky students are and I highly suggest choosing students who are capable of protecting you." Harry stared at him with a silly grin on his face, which slid off as he processed what Dumbledore had said.
"Why do I need protection?" Harry asked indignantly. Dumbledore raised his eyebrows at him and gazed at him over his half-moon spectacles.
"I would have thought that, that was obvious." He said still gazing at Harry, when he didn't reply he said "Voldemort has returned with intent to kill you which he proved last June. Since the prophecy is gone the next thing on his to do list is to kill you. Also I would like you and your lucky friends to meet me in the chamber off the side of the great hall. You should know the place" Harry nodded at him when Understanding dawned on him; he smiled stood up and glanced at Dumbledore, who nodded wordlessly and Harry left.
A few minutes later he was sitting across from Ron, Hermione and Ginny (who had refused point blank to leave) having explained every thing. Harry watched them their eyes were averted when they looked up they all looked at Harry with identical puppy dog-eyed expressions on their faces. Harry looked at them and said one word.
"Alright." Harry sighed, they all jumped up and started patting him on the back like he had won a marathon, but they were promptly knocked over again due to the sudden stopping of the train. None of them had changed into their Hogwarts robes there was a scramble for them Harry himself was knocked over in the rush.
Once they had properly changed, all four of them headed out of the train. As usual there was a fleet of carriages, pulled by the reptilian horses; Thestrals, Harry cringed at the sight of them and glanced at Ron who was obviously still unable to see them. Harry realized this and said to Ron.
"Still can't see them eh?" Ron shook his head and replied.
"Sirius can't possibly be dead or id be able to see them wouldn't I." Harry believed Ron had a fair point, for the Thestrals could only be seen if the person looking upon them has seen death. Harry decided to go with just a nod, because Malfoy had just walked by still staring at Hermione, making Harry's jaw stiffen with dislike.
The Great Hall was as grand as ever upon entering Hogwarts, well decorated and the four long house tables laden with empty golden plates. Harry, Ron and Hermione sat at their usual spots at the Gryffindor house table. Harry who was busy thinking about what Ron had just said and barely noticed the first years being sorted into houses; that is until a tiny blonde girl with a silly grin on her face sat across from Harry.
"Hello, what year are you in?" She asked him with her silly huge grin on her face. Harry taken aback being addressed by one so young just stared. The girl was unabashed, it was quite apparent that she loved to talk.
"I'm Klaire, I'm a first year, well yeah that's kind of obvious. Your Harry Potter. What's Hogwarts like? I'm a pureblood what are you? What's your Quidditch team? She said so fast it made Harry do a double take.
"Er, I'm a sixth year, yes I am Harry potter. Hogwarts is good. Half-blood. Er, why are you asking so many questions Klaire?" Harry replied beginning to grin.
"Oh, I love to talk see." She said which was the shortest and simplest sentence he had heard from this strange first year girl. Ron seeing the odd expression on his face took over the conversation as the plates filled with food before them.
Harry watched them converse for a while then became very interested in what he was eating, only when the plates had cleared did he look up as the many students got up and filed out of the hall. Harry made to follow them, but run poked him hard in the back and pointed in the direction of Dumbledore heading into the room off the Great hall. Harry, seeing this set off at a run after him with Hermione, Ron and Ginny close in toe.
When they reached the door Harry wrenched it open and strode inside. Dumbledore was standing by the fire appearing to be talking to someone, Harry gasped. It was Sirius.
"How did you?" He asked hurriedly but Sirius's head had already disappeared. Harry made as to ask Dumbledore who raised a hand to stop him.
"All will be explained in time Harry, so your rooms, this way please." Then without another word he set off out of the room and up a flight of stairs. The stairs seemed to continue on forever, then at last they came to a painting to Harry's dismay it was Sir Cadogen. Dumbledore strode up to him and stated "Sirius Black." With a scowl the portrait opened showing off a splendid room the size of the entrance hall only without as much height in the ceiling. It was exactly like the Gryffindor common room, only with the lack of the dormitory staircases. Instead there were three doors each one on a different wall of the common room. There was also a flight of spiraling stairs that led up to a large landing with a single door off of it. Harry turned around to thank Dumbledore but his silver hair was whisking out of sight.
"This is my room." Ron said pointing to the door closest to the flight of stairs, to Harry's great surprise Ron's name appeared in great flashing orange letters. Getting the idea Ginny and Hermione each pointed to a different of the remaining to rooms on this floor, their names appears on their doors as well. There was only one door left the one strait up the stairs, Harry's room.
They all bade each other goodnight and retreated into their new bedrooms. Harry taking their example strode up the stairs and pulled open the door bearing his name in flaming green letters and strode inside.
The room was exactly like the dormitory of his fellow sixth year boys only with the absence of four beds and it was much grander in scale. Harry walked over to the four poster bed sank onto it and promptly fell asleep.
Harry and Hermione stared at each other for a while longer, then regaining their composure they sat down across from one another in the compartment, avoiding each other's gaze.
"This is what I wasn't telling you, she's hot isn't she?" Ron asked Harry in a whisper, Harry agreed though he didn't want to admit it, to resist from asking he asked Hermione.
"What did you do Hermione?" He asked eyeing her hair rather rudely. Hermione didn't care though.
"My American cousin insisted on giving me a makeover, she's a witch so she put a permanent relaxing spell on my hair." She stated rather matter-a- factly. (A/N Natasha's idea for the makeover, Good idea Natasha) Harry suddenly realized that Crookshanks was gone, instead Hermione was carrying a rather pretty black owl, though It was no larger than Pig it was not twittering around like Pig usually did, but sitting rather still glaring at Harry with its huge yellow eyes. Harry decided not to mention this but Ginny noticed his gaze.
"That's just Artemis, Crookshanks wanted to stay at home, he's getting old you know." She stated with a grin. Harry smiled back and stared out the window through which farmland was streaking by. Harry's mind flew back to the dream he had had a week before. The thought burned in his memory making his scar do likewise.
Harry was rather quiet the rest of the journey, though he laughed and interjected when necessary. Something was knawing at his stomach, though he didn't know what it was. About three hours into the train ride the compartment door opened and white blonde Draco Malfoy stepped inside.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't Potty, Weasel and look, Muddy! He said gleefully before he had properly seen Hermione, but when he did, he grew silent, his jaw dropped and his eyes widened. Draco Malfoy for once in his life was speechless. (A/N Love SQUUUAAAAAAAAARE, Hehehehe, inside joke.) Harry hastily stood up, drew his wand and said in a dangerous voice. "Get out Malfoy, or I'll have to try that new jinx I learned." Malfoy eyed the wand, disregarded it and turned to look around the compartment. Harry's wand was no the only one pointing at him every wand in the compartment was pointed strait at his heart. Malfoy eyed them stepped backwards out of the compartment and slid the door shut behind him. Ron let out his held breath with a sputter and said.
"If that git gives us any trouble I'll hex him, I swear." Harry silently nodded. "Where are Crabbe and Goyle anyway?" Harry asked Hermione for she usually knew this sort of thing.
"Who cares, more brains among the school." Ron said with an expression of great surprise. Harry did not know what to say Hermione saved him the need to talk, seeing the expression on his face she stated.
"They're supposed to have transferred to Durmstrang so they could get opportunities to read better." She stated simply with a grin on her face. Ron shot a look that would have shattered glass at her. Hermione nonplussed just continued grinning like a maniac (A/N Muwahahahahaha I'm such a dork)
Then all at once everyone except Ron burst out laughing, holding their sides and tears streaming down their faces. Ron just stood there staring at them with a perplexed expression on his face, when their laughter had died down he said. "You, know that wasn't THAT funny." But as Harry watched him he saw Ron's face turn red from holding back laughter but Harry was released of the burden of saying anything when the compartment door slid open yet again and Luna Lovegood walked in.
Her appearance had not changed at all, except for the fact that she was slightly taller, her protuberant eyes and pale eyebrows still giving her that permanently surprised look. Luna simply stared around at them for a moment then said in her dreamy voice to Harry. "Dumbledore wants to see you." Harry was thoroughly surprised at this. What would Dumbledore want to see him for? Harry cast his mind about as he walked to Dumbledore's compartment and opened the door.
Harry, who had not realized where he was going, gave a gasp of surprise when he saw where he was, it was in fact Dumbledore's office at Hogwarts, or at least it looked like it. Harry stared around the circular room that indeed looked like it was at the top of the tower. Harry ran to the window and stared out onto the rapidly passing track, realizing he was being rude, he turned around and looked to the desk where Dumbledore sat.
Dumbledore looked the same as usual long silvery hair and beard, light blue eyes and half-moon glasses, gave him his usual appearance of wisdom, which Dumbledore retained in great amounts.
"Hello, Harry" He said in his usually calm voice.
"Hello" Harry said back without looking at Dumbledore, but instead staring at the portraits of the past headmaster's of Hogwarts who were listening with very nosy expressions on their faces. One of them looked at him out of a Slytherin color decked portrait with a nasty clever expression on his face, he quickly looked away when he saw Harry was watching him. Dumbledore seemed not to have noticed Harry's wandering eyes, continued.
"Harry, I have called you on strict business of the order of the phoenix." Dumbledore stared down his crooked nose at Harry. His clear blue eyes empty of emotion. Harry was eager to hear this and didn't say anything.
"The order believes, including myself of course, that you Harry are to have a separate dormitory than other students, it will be very close to the Gryffindor common room of course." Harry stared at him in disbelieving; he was about to say something when Dumbledore continued.
"You will be sharing the common room with a maximum of three students, you will each have your own room but share two bathrooms. You will be choosing who these lucky students are and I highly suggest choosing students who are capable of protecting you." Harry stared at him with a silly grin on his face, which slid off as he processed what Dumbledore had said.
"Why do I need protection?" Harry asked indignantly. Dumbledore raised his eyebrows at him and gazed at him over his half-moon spectacles.
"I would have thought that, that was obvious." He said still gazing at Harry, when he didn't reply he said "Voldemort has returned with intent to kill you which he proved last June. Since the prophecy is gone the next thing on his to do list is to kill you. Also I would like you and your lucky friends to meet me in the chamber off the side of the great hall. You should know the place" Harry nodded at him when Understanding dawned on him; he smiled stood up and glanced at Dumbledore, who nodded wordlessly and Harry left.
A few minutes later he was sitting across from Ron, Hermione and Ginny (who had refused point blank to leave) having explained every thing. Harry watched them their eyes were averted when they looked up they all looked at Harry with identical puppy dog-eyed expressions on their faces. Harry looked at them and said one word.
"Alright." Harry sighed, they all jumped up and started patting him on the back like he had won a marathon, but they were promptly knocked over again due to the sudden stopping of the train. None of them had changed into their Hogwarts robes there was a scramble for them Harry himself was knocked over in the rush.
Once they had properly changed, all four of them headed out of the train. As usual there was a fleet of carriages, pulled by the reptilian horses; Thestrals, Harry cringed at the sight of them and glanced at Ron who was obviously still unable to see them. Harry realized this and said to Ron.
"Still can't see them eh?" Ron shook his head and replied.
"Sirius can't possibly be dead or id be able to see them wouldn't I." Harry believed Ron had a fair point, for the Thestrals could only be seen if the person looking upon them has seen death. Harry decided to go with just a nod, because Malfoy had just walked by still staring at Hermione, making Harry's jaw stiffen with dislike.
The Great Hall was as grand as ever upon entering Hogwarts, well decorated and the four long house tables laden with empty golden plates. Harry, Ron and Hermione sat at their usual spots at the Gryffindor house table. Harry who was busy thinking about what Ron had just said and barely noticed the first years being sorted into houses; that is until a tiny blonde girl with a silly grin on her face sat across from Harry.
"Hello, what year are you in?" She asked him with her silly huge grin on her face. Harry taken aback being addressed by one so young just stared. The girl was unabashed, it was quite apparent that she loved to talk.
"I'm Klaire, I'm a first year, well yeah that's kind of obvious. Your Harry Potter. What's Hogwarts like? I'm a pureblood what are you? What's your Quidditch team? She said so fast it made Harry do a double take.
"Er, I'm a sixth year, yes I am Harry potter. Hogwarts is good. Half-blood. Er, why are you asking so many questions Klaire?" Harry replied beginning to grin.
"Oh, I love to talk see." She said which was the shortest and simplest sentence he had heard from this strange first year girl. Ron seeing the odd expression on his face took over the conversation as the plates filled with food before them.
Harry watched them converse for a while then became very interested in what he was eating, only when the plates had cleared did he look up as the many students got up and filed out of the hall. Harry made to follow them, but run poked him hard in the back and pointed in the direction of Dumbledore heading into the room off the Great hall. Harry, seeing this set off at a run after him with Hermione, Ron and Ginny close in toe.
When they reached the door Harry wrenched it open and strode inside. Dumbledore was standing by the fire appearing to be talking to someone, Harry gasped. It was Sirius.
"How did you?" He asked hurriedly but Sirius's head had already disappeared. Harry made as to ask Dumbledore who raised a hand to stop him.
"All will be explained in time Harry, so your rooms, this way please." Then without another word he set off out of the room and up a flight of stairs. The stairs seemed to continue on forever, then at last they came to a painting to Harry's dismay it was Sir Cadogen. Dumbledore strode up to him and stated "Sirius Black." With a scowl the portrait opened showing off a splendid room the size of the entrance hall only without as much height in the ceiling. It was exactly like the Gryffindor common room, only with the lack of the dormitory staircases. Instead there were three doors each one on a different wall of the common room. There was also a flight of spiraling stairs that led up to a large landing with a single door off of it. Harry turned around to thank Dumbledore but his silver hair was whisking out of sight.
"This is my room." Ron said pointing to the door closest to the flight of stairs, to Harry's great surprise Ron's name appeared in great flashing orange letters. Getting the idea Ginny and Hermione each pointed to a different of the remaining to rooms on this floor, their names appears on their doors as well. There was only one door left the one strait up the stairs, Harry's room.
They all bade each other goodnight and retreated into their new bedrooms. Harry taking their example strode up the stairs and pulled open the door bearing his name in flaming green letters and strode inside.
The room was exactly like the dormitory of his fellow sixth year boys only with the absence of four beds and it was much grander in scale. Harry walked over to the four poster bed sank onto it and promptly fell asleep.