CH.6 The new DADA teacher.

A/n sorry it took so long for al those devoted fans...crickets chirping anyway hehehehehe on the part of the love square. Have fun reading it and please review!!!

Harry awoke the next morning with a start. The usual dream was haunting him again only Sirius didn't fall through... he just disappeared. Harry back in reality now stared around the room almost expecting to see someone around the still-dark room. He listened because his eyes were obviously quite useless. His luminous alarm clock clicked as it turned to four o'clock in the morning.

Harry was still quite sure that a presence was in his room... in fact whatever it was sitting on his bed like a very docile dog, a very big black dog. He sat up and waved his arms in front of him trying to feel that unknown dog. Knowing if anyone with night vision was in here he would look rather odd. In fact the creature did have night vision and that creature let out that familiar bark-like laugh.

Harry stood up with such gusto he knocked into him. He hastily turned on his light and squeezed his godfather to death. Or he would have if he hadn't felt the food-deprived frame of a man standing in front of him. The man in front of him may have been Sirius Black. But he was not Sirius, as Harry knew him. His pale happy eyes were no longer friendly or pale they were unhappy and black. His healthy full face was no longer either of those, his face was as gaunt as when he had left Azkaban. A new scar was slashed across his gaunt features.

"What happened?" Harry asked more forcefully than he meant, and he immediately regretted doing so, for the look of pain on Sirius's face was so great it was as if he was being tortured. By a thousand hot knives all over his body. Harry felt his pain though he had never felt anything near pain this great.

Sirius simply changed the subject.

"What's new with you?" He asked. Harry stared into those unfamiliar dark eyes and thought he saw exactly what Sirius was thinking. He was thinking of the hell he came from. Harry decided not to press the matter.

"Uh, nothing much...this common room...prefects badge...and Hermione's hot." Harry stared at Sirius hoping for some kind of explanation. None came.

"Hermione? I expected that." Harry just blinked and said.

"WHAT..." but before he could say more Sirius cut him off.

"Some things I just know. This is one of those things. Hermione just is destined to be hot." Harry expected that Sirius was withholding something from him. he was about to ask when Sirius cut him off yet again.

"You'll know when you're older." He said. Harry was about to protest when Sirius disappeared leaving Harry very perplexed.

Several hours later Harry was explaining everything to Hermione and Ron across from their breakfast. Though he had omitted the advice on girls. He had stared at their faces hopefully for some kind of explanation. He was very sorry to see their identical expressions of horror and anger spreading across their faces.

"You two really ought to talk to Professor Trewlaney. You seem to be reading each other's expression." Harry said with slight annoyance in his tone. Quite to his surprise Hermione slammed down her plate in her anger.

"You didn't tell us when Sirius was there?!" She yelled startling half the table.

"Didn't come to mind, Sorry." Harry retorted his anger brimming as well. With that Hermione stomped off. Ron on the other hand was looking rather gleeful.

"Seems Breast's aren't the only thing Hermione developed over the summer." He whispered in Harry's ear. Causing Harry to choke with laughter into his porridge.

Ten minutes later they headed into the entrance hall to go to divination. The problem was neither of them had the foggiest idea where to go, due to the fact that both Professor Trewlaney and Firenze held the position of Divination teacher. They both greatly wished they had listened to Dumbledore's speech the night before. Their questions were answered however when both Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil were leaving the great hall heading for the very same class.

"Ohhhh, lost are we?" they both said in annoying Peeves-like tones.

"Yes, where do we go?" Harry answered seeing as Ron was looking shocked at the annoyingness of their tones.

"Classroom eleven. They're sharing the job." Parvati said. Leaving in a wave of a long plait swishing through the air.

Harry and Ron looked hopelessly after her and followed. Awaiting a dreadful lesson. Harry and Ron were very surprised to enter the usual divination room. (Only with the lack of it being at the top of north tower.) Only Professor Trewlaney greeted them at the door. In itself an unusual occurrence, but it was made even odder by the fact that she whispered dark things under her breath like..."horseman and evil." It was quite apparent that she was not overjoyed by the fact that she was sharing her job with a centaur.

They spent an unusually good lesson deciphering shapes and reviewing what they had learned. Although when the bell rang everyone was ready to go, even if it was to potions. When they arrived it was quite apparent that ol' Snapey was in a good mood (A/N hehehe lets just say he was singing I feel pretty.) He kept looking impressively over his shoulder and flattening his greasy black hair at regular intervals, he even forgot to be horrible to Harry he was so preoccupied. Harry and Ron were pinching themselves as they concocted the ridiculously complicated potion. This caused them to add the wrong ingredient several times, which caused hideous looks from Hermione. Though they all were wondering the same thing as they left class, what was Snape so happy about? They did not realize this would become apparent very soon.

When they reached the great hall for lunch and sat down. The rather loud first year from the night before sat next to Harry. Klaire was rather giggly and hyper. Which caused many odd looks from Ron. When Harry finally decided to ask what was up she giggled feebly and said.

"Everwood's got an admirer." Harry at first had no idea who this tiny girl was talking about. Until he realized the new Defense against the dark arts teacher, who else could it possibly be? Harry was given time to ponder this while Ron and Hermione where talking in whispers Hermione blushing. For once Harry did not care. Was this why Snape was so happy?

Ron and Hermione had finished talking Hermione was looking rather fluttery. So he asked a rather embarrassed looking Ron (A/N HINT HINT) asked what their next class was. This was sufficient enough to make Ron turn red, though not this time from embarrassment but from anger. Harry did not know what about a class could make Ron so angry. But then Ron shoved his schedule in Harry's direction. Harry quickly turned red with rage as well.

They had Defense Against the Dark Arts... with the Slytherins.

This was the worst thing that could possibly happen during the year that is unless Umbridge came back. Harry looked around and he noticed that Hermione was still rather red and staring off into space, unperturbed by their horrid class. Harry shoved the schedule under her nose, which jolted her back to Earth.

"What?" She asked feebly before looking at the schedule, she too looked rather mad at the prospect of having a double class with the Slytherins, I mean potions was bad enough.

"It can't get any worse. At least it can get better." (A/N have you noticed that whenever someone says this it starts raining?) Indeed it would get better much better. When they entered the classroom no teacher was there. It was very unusual for a teacher to leave the classroom unlocked without the teacher there. It would attract evil students and worse...Peeves.

Harry, Ron and Hermione took their usual seats in the back. Though Harry and Ron surely regretted this when they saw the teacher. Teek Everwood entered the room. She was incredibly pretty and looked more like a student then a teacher. She has long strait hair that reached to below her waist but it was currently tied back and hair was cascading over her shoulders. Her bright purple eyes and freckly nose greatly added to her look of youth.

"Welcome to my class!" She said with exuberance her purple eyes traveling the classroom scooping out potential "trouble makers".

"I am Teek Everwood, I am from the United States to teach you Defense Against the Dark Arts." She paused again scooping out the room her eyes fell on Draco Malfoy who was allegedly chatting loudly about their new teacher to his cronies, Crabbe and Goyle. She made headway for them, looking as if she was about to hex them.

"Hmm, should I turn Mr. Malfoy into a tortoise or his more preferred form, a ferret?" She asked the class at large. Everyone laughed remembering the time Prof. Moody had transformed him into a ferret into a ferret in their fourth year.

Malfoy apparently remembered too he was slowly turning red and looking scared. But before he could sputter a terrified reply the door opened and an elf walked in carrying a huge bouquet of flowers that prevented it from walking very well. Prof. Everwood walked over to it and lifted its burden from it. Harry looked again it actually consisted of two bouquets one slightly smaller than the other.

Prof. Everwood looked at the tag of the first bouquet and set it on her desk. The second she looked at and called out.

"Hermione Granger." Hermione looked numb with shock but when Prof. Everwood brought it to her and she had a chance to look at the label she looked even more shocked. She ripped the label off the flowers and stuffed it in her pocket before any prying eyes could read it.

"Before our interruption... Which I would prefer wouldn't happen again though I cannot deny that I have an admirer. I know you will figure it out anyway so I will tell you... It came from Severus Snape." She said. Great silence greeted her words and the name reverberated in the air as if Prof. Everwood had bellowed it. Then as suddenly as the elf had entered the room everyone burst out laughing... that is with the exception of the Slytherins.

"Anyways I am here to teach and teach I shall. Please turn to page four of your books and tell me..." The lesson ended in excitement, both from the exciting lesson and the news of Snape, and when the bell rang everyone burst into speech.

Hermione had to be the only one who did not talk. Instead she picked up her books and walked sedately out of the room closely followed by Harry and Ron. They were walking for quite some time when Ron stepped on a piece of paper and it got stuck to his shoe when he bent to take it off he stared at it in surprise. Harry hastily went to read it too.

It had fallen out of Hermione's pocket it was the label to her flowers. It read...

"To: Hermione Granger, From: Draco Malfoy."

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Review, I like it. Anyways I like leaving cliff- hangers and all will be explained next chapter. WOO HOO. Tell me what you think I REALLY WANT REVIEWS.