Author's note: I know that you might be thinking 'who is the new DADA teacher?' Well, I'm adding him/her in this chapter, 'k? Just clearing that up! Thank you, dragonwing, for reviewing!!!!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. J.K. Rowling does. If I was J.K. Rowling, I would not have let Sirius Black get killed.
Secrets in the Shadows
Chapter 3: New Teacher and Quidditch
Before they were dismissed to go to their Houses, Dumbledore stood up.
"I know that you all are ready for bed, but I must tell you something I have forgotten. I know most of you want to know who the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher is going to be," he said. Ron, Harry, and Hermione waited anxiously.
"Professor Snape, along with the responsibility with his other classes, has agreed to take up the open spot." Snape stood up as scattered applause went up across the Great Hall.
Harry's, Ron's, and Hermione's jaws dropped.
"Snape is going to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts???" Harry hissed.
"That's what Dumbledore said," Hermione replied weakly.
"This is not going to be a good year," Ron said. Hermione and Harry nodded in agreement.
"That will be all," Dumbledore said. "You may go to your Houses and rest up for a new year!"
"C'mon," Hermione said to Ron, standing up. "We need to show the first years to the House. And Ron..." She looked at him apprehensively. "Don't call them midgets, again."
"I'll try not to," he replied.
"First years! First years over here!" Hermione called. All the first years lined up in front of her. Ron leaned over to Harry.
"She's good at this," Ron told him. Harry laughed. Just then, he felt someone tap him on the shoulder. He turned around. It was Professor McGonagall.
"May I see you in my office for a minute?" she asked. Seeing the alarmed look on his face, she said, "Don't worry, Potter. You're not in trouble."
Feeling relieved, Harry stood up and followed Professor McGonagall out of the Great Hall. They went up to her office.
When they got in, she told Harry to sit down. She then sat down behind her desk.
"Harry," she said slowly. "Due to the events last year, you will be having training lessons every weekend. To prepare yourself if You-Know-Who decides to...well...attack."
Harry was silent for a minute. So this is what Lupin meant when he said 'Be ready.'
"Who's training me?"
"Well...the Headmaster is, actually," she said.
"Oh," he said simply, though feeling his stomach drop. "Well, is that all you wanted to tell me?"
"No, actually," she replied. She pulled out Harry's Firebolt and handed it to him. Harry stared at McGonagall, puzzled.
"Ginny Weasley has given up her position as Seeker on the Gryffindor team," she explained. "So you can play on the team again."
"W-Why?" he asked.
"I would advise that you ask her," the professor said. "Now, Potter, I suggest that you get to your House and get to bed."
"Yes Professor," Harry replied, standing up, carrying his broom with him. He almost sprinted to the Gryffindor common room in excitement.
When he arrived, Ron and Hermione were already waiting for him.
"What did McGonagall want you for?" Ron asked.
"Well, she wanted to tell me I was back on the Quidditch team," Harry replied, holding out his broom.
"What?!" Ron exclaimed. "But that would mean that Ginny...GINNY! COME OVER HERE!"
"Yah?" she said, walking over.
"You dropped out of the team, just so Harry could get back on it?" Ron asked.
"Yah. So? I was going to do it once that Umbridge woman was sacked, anyway," she told them casually. She ignored the stunned looks on Harry and Ron's faces and walked away.
"She really likes you, mate," Ron said to Harry seriously.
"Nah, she likes Dean," Hermione said. "Anyway, I'm going to bed. 'Night."
She walked up the stairs to the girls' dorm room. Harry and Ron went into their dorms also.
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The next few days were the same as always. Except for the fact that they had Snape in two classes instead of just one.
The only thing that consoled Harry was the fact that Quidditch practice would soon start. Also, the try-outs for the new position of Beater would keep him out of Potions for one day.
That day came a little overcast. Harry and Ron were dismissed from Potions, (to Snape's dissatisfaction) and went down to the Quidditch fields.
A short line of Gryffindors (about 5) were standing along the sidelines, waiting to try out for the position of Beater.
Ron and Harry stood beside the other players. Angelina Johnson, the team captain, was pacing back and forth in front of the contestants, telling them the basic rules of being a Beater, sportsmanship, etc. Finally, she called up people to try out.
"Allen, Jake," Angelina called. A boy with blue eyes and dark brown hair stepped up. It looked like his was a third year.
"Alright Jake," Angelina said, handing him a bat. "I'm going to set loose a Bludger. I want you to block it as many times as possible in a minute. Be careful."
Jake, looking grim, swung a leg over his broom and took off. Angelina walked over to the case that held the Bludgers.
"Ready?" she called to Jake. He nodded.
"GO!"
Jake zoomed around, hitting the Bludger only 3 times until Angelina called time.
"Okay," she said, silently praying that the rest wouldn't be as bad. "Next up is...Haylie Damon."
Ron and Harry, who were playing with some of the fake wands Fred and George gave them over the summer, looked up when they heard her name.
Haylie walked up. Harry saw that she was carrying one of the brooms that he would refuse to have; a Nimbus 2001...the same broom Malfoy had.
"Haylie, you heard what I told Jake, right?" Angelina asked. She nodded, mounted her broom, and took off.
"Ready?"
Haylie nodded.
"GO!"
Haylie raced around the Quidditch field, chasing the Bludger more then it chased her. When Angelina called time, she had hit the Bludger off its course about 15 times. She had a pretty strong arm.
"Very good!" she told Haylie as she landed. Haylie just smiled as a thank you and walked back into the line. The rest of the try-outs went by pretty quickly, but no one got as many hits as Haylie did.
Angelina told them that she would post the results in the Gryffindor common room tomorrow and dismissed them. As Haylie walked out, some of the people who tried out came over and congratulated her on how well she did. She just smiled and mumbled 'thank you'. Harry and Ron ran up to her.
"I didn't know you liked Quidditch," Ron said. "You're really good!"
"Well, nobody knows much about me, now, do they?" she said, her voice just barely audible. She didn't keep eye-contact with them. "I've got to go. Herbology."
She quickly walked off ahead of them.
"Not very social, that one...is she?" Ron said, watching her walk into the castle.
"No, not at all," Harry agreed.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. J.K. Rowling does. If I was J.K. Rowling, I would not have let Sirius Black get killed.
Secrets in the Shadows
Chapter 3: New Teacher and Quidditch
Before they were dismissed to go to their Houses, Dumbledore stood up.
"I know that you all are ready for bed, but I must tell you something I have forgotten. I know most of you want to know who the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher is going to be," he said. Ron, Harry, and Hermione waited anxiously.
"Professor Snape, along with the responsibility with his other classes, has agreed to take up the open spot." Snape stood up as scattered applause went up across the Great Hall.
Harry's, Ron's, and Hermione's jaws dropped.
"Snape is going to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts???" Harry hissed.
"That's what Dumbledore said," Hermione replied weakly.
"This is not going to be a good year," Ron said. Hermione and Harry nodded in agreement.
"That will be all," Dumbledore said. "You may go to your Houses and rest up for a new year!"
"C'mon," Hermione said to Ron, standing up. "We need to show the first years to the House. And Ron..." She looked at him apprehensively. "Don't call them midgets, again."
"I'll try not to," he replied.
"First years! First years over here!" Hermione called. All the first years lined up in front of her. Ron leaned over to Harry.
"She's good at this," Ron told him. Harry laughed. Just then, he felt someone tap him on the shoulder. He turned around. It was Professor McGonagall.
"May I see you in my office for a minute?" she asked. Seeing the alarmed look on his face, she said, "Don't worry, Potter. You're not in trouble."
Feeling relieved, Harry stood up and followed Professor McGonagall out of the Great Hall. They went up to her office.
When they got in, she told Harry to sit down. She then sat down behind her desk.
"Harry," she said slowly. "Due to the events last year, you will be having training lessons every weekend. To prepare yourself if You-Know-Who decides to...well...attack."
Harry was silent for a minute. So this is what Lupin meant when he said 'Be ready.'
"Who's training me?"
"Well...the Headmaster is, actually," she said.
"Oh," he said simply, though feeling his stomach drop. "Well, is that all you wanted to tell me?"
"No, actually," she replied. She pulled out Harry's Firebolt and handed it to him. Harry stared at McGonagall, puzzled.
"Ginny Weasley has given up her position as Seeker on the Gryffindor team," she explained. "So you can play on the team again."
"W-Why?" he asked.
"I would advise that you ask her," the professor said. "Now, Potter, I suggest that you get to your House and get to bed."
"Yes Professor," Harry replied, standing up, carrying his broom with him. He almost sprinted to the Gryffindor common room in excitement.
When he arrived, Ron and Hermione were already waiting for him.
"What did McGonagall want you for?" Ron asked.
"Well, she wanted to tell me I was back on the Quidditch team," Harry replied, holding out his broom.
"What?!" Ron exclaimed. "But that would mean that Ginny...GINNY! COME OVER HERE!"
"Yah?" she said, walking over.
"You dropped out of the team, just so Harry could get back on it?" Ron asked.
"Yah. So? I was going to do it once that Umbridge woman was sacked, anyway," she told them casually. She ignored the stunned looks on Harry and Ron's faces and walked away.
"She really likes you, mate," Ron said to Harry seriously.
"Nah, she likes Dean," Hermione said. "Anyway, I'm going to bed. 'Night."
She walked up the stairs to the girls' dorm room. Harry and Ron went into their dorms also.
{{{{}}}}
The next few days were the same as always. Except for the fact that they had Snape in two classes instead of just one.
The only thing that consoled Harry was the fact that Quidditch practice would soon start. Also, the try-outs for the new position of Beater would keep him out of Potions for one day.
That day came a little overcast. Harry and Ron were dismissed from Potions, (to Snape's dissatisfaction) and went down to the Quidditch fields.
A short line of Gryffindors (about 5) were standing along the sidelines, waiting to try out for the position of Beater.
Ron and Harry stood beside the other players. Angelina Johnson, the team captain, was pacing back and forth in front of the contestants, telling them the basic rules of being a Beater, sportsmanship, etc. Finally, she called up people to try out.
"Allen, Jake," Angelina called. A boy with blue eyes and dark brown hair stepped up. It looked like his was a third year.
"Alright Jake," Angelina said, handing him a bat. "I'm going to set loose a Bludger. I want you to block it as many times as possible in a minute. Be careful."
Jake, looking grim, swung a leg over his broom and took off. Angelina walked over to the case that held the Bludgers.
"Ready?" she called to Jake. He nodded.
"GO!"
Jake zoomed around, hitting the Bludger only 3 times until Angelina called time.
"Okay," she said, silently praying that the rest wouldn't be as bad. "Next up is...Haylie Damon."
Ron and Harry, who were playing with some of the fake wands Fred and George gave them over the summer, looked up when they heard her name.
Haylie walked up. Harry saw that she was carrying one of the brooms that he would refuse to have; a Nimbus 2001...the same broom Malfoy had.
"Haylie, you heard what I told Jake, right?" Angelina asked. She nodded, mounted her broom, and took off.
"Ready?"
Haylie nodded.
"GO!"
Haylie raced around the Quidditch field, chasing the Bludger more then it chased her. When Angelina called time, she had hit the Bludger off its course about 15 times. She had a pretty strong arm.
"Very good!" she told Haylie as she landed. Haylie just smiled as a thank you and walked back into the line. The rest of the try-outs went by pretty quickly, but no one got as many hits as Haylie did.
Angelina told them that she would post the results in the Gryffindor common room tomorrow and dismissed them. As Haylie walked out, some of the people who tried out came over and congratulated her on how well she did. She just smiled and mumbled 'thank you'. Harry and Ron ran up to her.
"I didn't know you liked Quidditch," Ron said. "You're really good!"
"Well, nobody knows much about me, now, do they?" she said, her voice just barely audible. She didn't keep eye-contact with them. "I've got to go. Herbology."
She quickly walked off ahead of them.
"Not very social, that one...is she?" Ron said, watching her walk into the castle.
"No, not at all," Harry agreed.