Ron wondered who Hermione would have been writing to at that time of the day. Harry suggested some weirdo like Wendylin the Weird, even though she was fictional. Ron wasn't assured, but he agreed with Harry. Ron had begun to realise that he liked Hermione, and he really did not know what to do. Even Harry had found out. Ron just couldn't sleep that night. He was thinking about the owl.

Morning soon arrived and they were back to lessons. Harry realised that Ron had not obviously gotten enough sleep the previous night. He woke him up and they went down for their breakfast, and then History of Magic.

Ron took full advantage of History of Magic since he was sleepy and nobody paid attention anyway. He put his book up and fell asleep behind it. Harry loyally woke him up at the end of the lesson. They left the class and people who followed behind began to mutter. It was only then that Hermione realized that they had Defense against the Dark Arts next. That meant that they got to see how good Professor Tonks was. Happily, they went down to the dungeons, where their lessons were usually held. Ron, by then, had fuly woken up.

Professor Tonks was dressed in normal black robes and she had fluffy brown hair with two streaks of light brown. She looked much more dignified and her face wore a smile. She saw Harry, Ron and Hermione and smiled even more at them. Harry gave her a thumbs-up and went to his seat.

Professor Tonks greeted everyone cheerfully and began the lesson with a little bit about herself. She told the class about how she was a metamorphamagus, how she was in Hogwarts and what she did as an auror. After that, she began rattling off a speech about the importance of NEWTs. In the middle, Seamus plucked up his courage and told Professor Tonks that they had listened to the same speech several times already. She then asked the class some questions about NEWTs and since everyone could answer them, she was convinced that they were okay. That was just the beginning of the lesson.

Professor Tonks began to teach the class some effective spells for defense. They learnt what patronuses do and how they could be brought about. Thinking about D.A, or Dumbledore's Army, Harry grinned to himself. They learnt the incantation, "Expecto Patronum!" and they got to have some hands-on fun. Harry decided that Professor Tonks was going to be a great teacher. A teacher closer to their age than to a proper teacher.

Harry began producing his stag patronus , Hermione's was an otter, while Ron's was a dog. Professor Tonks was indeed a good teacher. She didn't even assign them homework, but only told them to practice their patronuses. Happily and surely, everyone had accepted professor Tonks as Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher.

Harry and Ron found Andrew Kirke and Jack Sloper in the Gryffindor common room. They had to be told that they would be beaters for the team. They also told Seamus, Ginny and Parvati that they were chasers. They had to meet at the changing rooms the next evening for robe fitting. Everyone seemed to be quite happy about the players. Happy that there had been no complaining, Harry went to bed.

Harry couldn't sleep for some time that night. But as time passed by, he did. Suddenly, a dream, or nightmare rather, popped into his mind. Him....Voldemort....was torturing a person. Who was it? He was...tall.......thin......he looked vaguely familiar. Suddenly he turned around. It was Remus Lupin. Voldemort was going to hurt Lupin. The room they were in looked familiar too. It was somewhere Harry knew, but couldn't identify at that moment. Voldemort turned into a snake. He bit Lupin on the arm. Piercing cries filled the air. Flashes of spells were seen. Lupin, though, seemed unharmed. Harry's scar seared with pain. He tossed and turned in bed, trying to fight the pain. Voldemort slithered towards Lupin again. Lupin cast another spell. His robes were drenched in blood. Harry gripped his scar, it had never hurt so much before. He woke up with a start, screamed "LUPIN!!!" and fainted on his bed. Harry had given into his pain.