Chapter 4: Moving up in the World

The rest of the week went by uneventful. They went to their classes, did their homework and the likes. On Monday of the next week they went to their classes once more. Except, rumors were floating around about a Christmas Dance for fifth years and above. Information was to be given at dinner. In Dianna's class before dinner, Dumbledore called her to the office though and she hoped she wouldn't miss the big announcement.

She reached his office and went inside, "You wanted to see me sir?" asked Dianna nervously.

"Yes Dianna. I have been informed by your teachers of how well you are doing in your classes."

"Sir?"

"Would you like to skip to third year? According to your tests and such, your quite ready for that level."

"Sure! I mean...I'd be honored sir." Professor Dumbledore chuckled.

"Well then, shall we get going, dinner's almost ready. You'll get your timetable tomorrow morning." Dianna nodded her appreciation and left, practically skipping her way back to the common room entrance.

Coming to the portrait of the fat lady she gave her the password (Phoenix Feather) and hoped into the common room. Harry, Ron, and the house Quidditch team were the only ones still up.

When Harry saw Dianna walk in, he ran up to her, hugged her, and yelled, "They made me captain of the team!"

"Great! Guess that means I can try out for the team now," Dianna grinned mischievously.

Harry's face fell sadly as he looked at his sister. "I'm afraid first years can't join the house team."

"I know that! Third years can though, can't they?" Everyone in the room, as they were all listening in, now, looked bewildered.

Her grin widened farther. "I get to skip to third year!" Dianna cried happily.

"What," said a still confused Harry.

"I know! Isn't it cool?" Everyone was grinning or laughing as Dianna was now twirling around in circles.

"So we'll see you on next Saturday at six then?" Katie Bell, one of the team chasers asked. Dianna smiled and agreed.

The next day Harry, Ron, and Hermione went down stairs to find Dianna already there so they headed to breakfast sooner then normal.

The whole time, Dianna couldn't help but grin at Hermione and finally she could bare herself no longer. "Hey Herm, guess what!"

"What..." she muttered in a tired and irritated voice, wondering to herself how someone could have this much energy so early in the morning.

"The teachers let me skip into third year!"

"And she's gonna try out for a Quidditch position!"

Dianna wiggled her toes uncomfortably, "Err...guys, I don't really know how to fly, I was just kidding when I said that last night," she confessed.

Harry just grinned. "Don't worry about that, we'll teach ya, won't we Ron?" He agreed just as Professor McGonagall walked over to them.

"Here is your new timetable Ms. Davis, your things have been moved to a new room as well."

"Thanks Professor." A small smile touched the lips of the stern professor as she walked away from the group of kids. "Alright! I have transfiguration and potions again."

Ron sighed. "You're the only Gryffindor I know that actually likes potions, d'you know that?" They were silent for a little while to stuff some food in before class started. "Hey Dianna, we have DADA today, don't suppose you'll tell us who the teacher is, considering you've already had her?"

She smiled evilly and Ron shivered, whispering to Hermione, "She looks just like Malfoy when she does that."

"I'm not going to tell you who it is Ron, sorry."

"What? Why not?"

"Cause she told me not to...oh and she says Hi Harry." Dianna put a purposeful emphasis on she and then skipped off to Herbology, giggling.

Harry, Hermione and Ron entered the DADA classroom and took seats in the front of the class. They were hoping for some exciting teacher, like Professor Lupin perhaps. All around them, the rest of the class was doing the same thing, wondering who the mystery DADA teacher would be.

Over the chatter nobody heard a door open and close and nobody heard footsteps walking towards the front of the classroom, then it was quiet.

"Fleur!?"

There, behind the desk in the front of the room stood the beautiful part Veela girl from beauxbatons. "That is Professor Declour to you. Now take your seats so that I can take roll."

She took roll, pausing on Ron's name and looking at him as she did so, and then instructed them to open they're books to page 368 and begin reading on Phoenix's.

After that boring class they went on to Herbology. They were nearly asleep by the time Lunch came. They had never gone through a more boring morning.

Dianna on the other hand went through potions in complete confusion. Professor Snape was awarding point to Gryffindor, as far as she could tell, for no reason at all. Charms was absolute fun though! She went to lunch hyper and energetic. Her energy spread quickly to the tired and bored others and soon they were all talking.

"I can't wait to fly tonight, thanks for offering to teach me guys," smiled Dianna

"No problem D, it'll be fun!"

"Madam Hooch will let me use a school broom, won't she?"

Ron grinned at her. "No need to worry about that, you can use my broom!" Hermione and Harry burst out laughing.

"Perhaps it would be safer if she used my broom Ron..." snorted Harry. Ron's face reddened.