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Hermione, Harry, and Ron were in the Gryffindor common room reading their new textbooks. It was only a week till school started and they were eager to see everyone else. Harry was laughing at his divination book. Hermione was meanwhile instructing Ron how to use the telephone.

"You see, it doesn't matter how far away a person is, you still talk in a normal voice."

"That's impossible! How would someone know what your saying! Honestly, these muggles are just loony."

It was during this peaceful scene when Harry had felt a light tap on his shoulder and turned around to see the big eyes of Dobby.

"Dumbledore wants to see you Masters Harry."

"Thank you Dobby. I'll go right now."

Harry already knew the password (Warheads) from being stuck in the school so much. He finally reached Professor Dumbledore's office and found that the old man was waiting for him. Together they went through a side door that Harry had never noticed before.

"Well Harry, its time for your exam."

A couple of hours later Harry burst into the common room.

"Where were you for so long mate? We were starting to get worried." Harry did not answer Ron but instead went up to his room. A few minutes later he came down the stairs with his arms full of books. He dumped them all in front of Hermione.

"I won't be needing these anymore. Thank you both for helping me."

Harry sat down and Hermione immediately hugged him. After a couple of more seconds Ron congratulated him.

"That's great Harry! No more weird defense teachers for you!"

Hermione elbowed Ron. "Not all of our teachers were complete weirdo's. Lupin was very nice and and, well you still shouldn't be mean Ron."

"I don't see why not! For all we know Diggory is really an evil git who wants to murder Harry in order to become a death eater!"

"I notice you haven't said anything about our other new teacher. The only one who didn't seem to like Harry."

"She really didn't seem-"

"You just think that because she is pretty and a girl she can't be evil Have you ever seen Lesterange? I am not talking to you and that" Hermione said this as Ron was bout to answer, "Was a rhetorical question."

"Well if your going to make fun of me then I'm not talking to you either. Where's Harry?"

Harry hadn't wanted to hear their conversation. Early on he had left to some unused part of the tower. Harry didn't want to hear about all the people out to get him and all the people dead because of him. He sat down and reflected. His parents were dead because they loved him, his godfather was dead because he worried about him, Cedric was dead because he believed in chivalry, and the Dursleys were dead because they sheltered him. All were gone and none would come back.

It was around noon the next day that Harry went down to the kitchens. He knew Ron and Hermione would not be searching for him because Dumbledore probably requested he was left alone.

"How can Dobby help you today Master Potter?"

"I would like some mashed potatoes please Dobby. Can you sit with me as well? I need someone to talk to."

Little did Harry know that outside Ron and Hermione had just witnessed the conversation. Quickly Hermione pulled Ron back outside.

"What does he mean he rather talk to Dobby then us! We are his best friends for goodness sakes!"

"Calm down Ron. He obviously can't talk to us now! When he is read to speak to either of us he will. Until then I think we can just wait. Why don't we go to the great hall for lunch?"

Authors Note: Greetings all. I am angry because fanfiction won't show me how many people's favorite's list I'm on. I have a request for you all. I am curious as to how you found this story. Was it on someone's favorite list, or was it in the 'just in' part? Mabye you really liked a reveiw I wrote so you decided to read my story. I really am curious and hope you can do this for me. Thank you for reading my story. No one commented on the teachers or on Hermione's owl's name. I wish they had because I was so going to defend that name. I had a whole bunch of reason's of why its British (J.R.R. Toilken attended Oxford and lived in England) and how Hermione would know about it (They were books for a long time before they were movies) but its all good. I really have been takeing my time with this chapter because I have been feeling uninspired.

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