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"Did you see the look on everyone's face when Dumbledore said that Umbridge was new Minster of Magic?" Ron exclaimed as everybody made their way to the Fat Lady.

"Thank goodness he was kidding," Hermione replied. "Anyway, Ron, we have to let everyone know the new password." The two left to the front of the line, where they should have been in the first place anyway. "The new password is Wimbledom."

Everybody made their way inside. Ron and Hermione made the usual first night announcements before everybody went up to their dormitories to get ready for bed.

Ron and Harry were talking as they unpacked their things in their dormitory with Neville, Dean, and Seamus.

"Amos Diggory should make a good Minister of Magic. You know, what with his strong beliefs on Voldemort's evilness," Ron said.

"Yeah," Harry replied. "Blimey, look at the time." And with that statement Harry fell asleep. He had another dream. This time he was in a room. A room with many books. It looked vaguely like the library, maybe the Room of Requirement for a person like Hermione, looking for a good book to read. Except all these books were black, with the Dark Mark on its side. And then Harry saw Hermione sitting in the room. She was reading one of the books intently and tried to point out something to him but he couldn't understand, nor did he really want to. She was looking incredibly beautiful, but was wearing all black. And then he heard her saying, "Come on, let's go, wake up!"

He woke up to Ron poking him, telling him to get ready for breakfast.

They made their way downstairs for breakfast. Ginny and Hermione were already at the table, examining their schedule. Harry noticed that Ginny stared at him as if stars were in her eyes, but that look soon passed.

"We have double DADA today," said Hermione. "Ah, but Potions sadly is our first class, and then later on we have History of Magic."

"You know what this means, Harry," started Ron, "since your in N.E.W.T level Transfiguration we won't be in the same courses!"

That had never crossed Harry's mind before. And now that it did, he felt weird about it. He had never had a class without Ron. This would be interestingly odd.

Harry replied, taking a piece of bacon from the table, "Oh well. Tonks' DADA class should be interesting, right?"

They all agreed and made their way to their classes. They had Snape for Potions, which was, as usual, a pain. Most Slytherins weren't there though, as they all probably got into his N.E.W.T level class, but Crabbe and Goyle were there. He took away ten points from Gryffindor because Ron's potion turned out bad, and it was only the first day!

Their next class was their first DADA class with Tonks. Today her hair was bright pink and it was a chin length.

"Hello, class," she said cheerfully, beckoning all of them to sit down. "As you know, this is a N.E.W.T level class. So, today we will try to conjour up a Patronus charm," she winked at Harry. "It will be very important next year for the N.E.W.Ts. Now, the incantation is 'Expecto Patronum'. It is very important that you think your happiest moment, as that will conjour up your most powerful Patronus and defeat the Dementors."

For the next half hour they were all trying to conjour up their Patronus. She walked around, helping those who needed help, and then stopped the class.

"I see you two," she pointed at Hermione and Malfoy, "are having some troubles." Malfoy gave a glare and Hermione just blushed. "Now, the rest of us aren't doing perfect either, except for Mr. Potter," Harry looked down at the floor, "But I want Mr. Malfoy and Ms. Granger to work together outside of class for the next month trying to conjour up the Patronus."

Everyone's mouth opened in surprised, but not as much as Malfoy and Hermione.

"Will it take that long?" Malfoy asked with disgust. "I mean, what if we come up with it faster?"

"Well, there will be plenty more things to do in this class. So you can help each other with that." Tonks replied happily. "In fact, I think you all should be partnered up for the rest of the term. That way, whenever we have to try these spells on someone, you'll have your partner! But I want you two to take time during your free hours to work on things." And then she began to partner people up. They were all the most unlikely people ever. Harry got paired up with Pansy Parkinson, which sickened the both of them; Ron was paired up with Gregory Goyle, which displeased everybody. Soon, everybody was paired, and unhappy. But nonetheless, they liked the class and were pleased with the way Tonks taught.

After class, Harry couldn't help but be jealous of the fact that Hermione was partnered up with Malfoy. Who knows what he could do to her after hours? Well, she was a grown girl now, she could make her own decisions. And besides, he didn't like her. It was nothing. She was just that average best friend he always had.

Hermione was making her way to her own class, Arithmancy, as Ron and Harry went to Divination. She was startled when Malfoy called out to her.

"Hey, Granger," he said in his usual cold manor, "I don't like associating with mudbloods like you. So, I don't think it's important that we do these outside course class things."

Hermione glared at him. "Do you think I want to do this? No, Malfoy, I don't. However, I am not going to fail a course for not doing what I was told. So, I insist we listen."

Now it was Malfoy's turn to glare. "Fine. The Room of Requirement, after dinner every night then?"

"I wouldn't say every night, but we definitely should start tonight."

Malfoy replied disgustingly, "Fine then," and he mumbled under his breath as he walked away, "Bloody teachers!"

A/N: I'm sucking at this story, as I haven't gotten one review. Oh well. I'll still right, because I know later it WILL get interesting... TRUST ME!