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Everyone was up early the next morning, ready to start the new year. Well, except for maybe Ron, who they had to pry out of bed with a crowbar. Ron, Hermione, and Harry all made there way to the Gryffindor table where Neville and Ginny were busy talking and Liz was reading a book while eating. "Oh, no. Not another Hermione," Ron muttered when Hermione automatically started asking what she was reading, and for all things for it to be, Hogwarts, A History!

"Well since I don't know anything about anything around here I figured it would be a good choice. It is kind of a bland book though. Interesting, but bland."

"Oh, don't let Hermione hear that. She worships that book," Ron whispered.

"I certainty do not! Have you gotten to Chapter 8 yet?" Hermione asked.

Harry laughed. "Sure you don't Hermione. Mails here." With that hundreds of owls swooped in the great hall dropping letters and packages. They were all watching the owls when Professor McGonagall came by and handed them all there schedules.

Harry groaned when he opened his. "Potions, on a Monday. That's always a great way to start the week. A dose of Snape keep anybody always."

"He cant be that bad can he?" Liz asked.

Harry raised an eyebrow, "Of course he can, he's Snape!"

Liz looked up at the head table. "Well he doesn't look very pleasant, but… um never mind," she said closing her mouth like she didn't want to say something.

"Well I have Care of Magical Creatures with, Neville. You guys have fun," Ron said with pleasure.

Harry looked at Ron and pretend to wince. "You better be careful, Ron."

Ron paled. "Why?"

"Didn't you hear? Oh that's right you were with the prefects when we got off the train last night. Hagrid was telling me how bad it was that I couldn't be in his class anymore, that he had discovered a new breed of spider that's closely related to the Acromantula," Ron whimpered.

Harry mentally laughed and he could tell Liz and Neville were to because they knew he was joking. "What do you guys have for the rest of the week? I have Charms on Tuesday, Transfiguration on Wednesday, DADA on Thursday, and Magic government on Friday."

"Magic Government?" Hermione asked.

"It's a required class for Aurors," he answered.

Hermione looked disappointed in that statement for some reason.

"I have the same classes, except I have Herbology on Friday. It sucks that healers have to take it," Liz sighed disappointed.

"Herbology's not bad," Neville protested. "You'll have class with me and Ron then."

"I have Ancient Ruins on Fridays," Hermione added.

"Well at least we aren't completely split up the whole time," Ron added.

"Come on lets go. Don't want to be late for Snape's class, unless you want to take detention as an added class this semester," Harry said standing up. "Remember what I said Ron, watch it."

"Right," Ron squeaked.

Harry, Liz, and Hermione were the first into the classroom, luckily Snape was not there yet. Harry started to walk towards the back but Hermione pulled him back up front. "Why do we have to sit up here? We've never sat up here!"

"Even thought you don't like this class it is still important," she said bossily.

"Since when did my education become so important?"

"Since you decided to do a dumb, dangerous job like being an Auror where this class could come in real handy, thus you won't get yourself killed! That's why!"

"Okay already! You never told me you didn't want me to be an Auror."

"It wasn't for me to decide. I thought with You-know, sorry Harry I've been trying, Voldemort," she said with a cringe. "You would have had enough of that sort of thing by now, and to be trustfully honest I'm glad Ron didn't get good enough grades to get in this class, otherwise he'd be doing the same thing."

"Yah, but with the knowledge that I could get from being an Auror could help me defeat Vol…" his eyes grew big, he'd let it slip.

"WHAT!" Hermione yelled. "I heard the word defeat and Voldemort in the same sentence. Tell me you are not planning something stupid Harry!" Liz was looking between the two of them since she was sitting between them.

"I… meant if it came down to it," Harry made up. Please don't make me tell you about the prophecy he thought.

"Harry James Potter, you know damn well you didn't. Now what did you mean!" Hermione cussed, not a good sine.

Harry sighed. "Alright that's not what I meant, but I can't tell you. At least not yet, Hermione please." She looked like she was going to protest so he cut in, "If it makes you feel better the only other person who would know what I'm talking about is Dumbledore," and to help he added a lie. "It's not like your thinking."

She relaxed at a little at the mention of Dumbledore but was about to say something else but Liz taped her on the shoulder and she and Hermione were having what looked to be a staring contest. When Hermione broke away she acted like nothing had happened. Harry looked at her flabbergasted wondering what she had just done but before he could ask she whispered "Don't tell anyone about that and I wont remind her what you said. But what on earth were you guys talking about? No, better yet, from what it sounded like, are you crazy or just insane, defeating Voldemort?"

"I don't want to say yet. What did you do? Hypnotize her?"

"Not really. It's… Have you heard of legilimencey?"

Harry cringed. "Oh, have I. Yah."

"It's like that on another level with out saying the spell, similar to possession of the body. It's a talent many don't have, and one no one else knows about me, so please don't tell anyone!"

Harry was surprised but knew how she felt. He rather everyone not know he could speak to snakes, so he agreed, "I promise."

"What are you two whispering about?" Hermione asked.

"Um, nothing I was just telling Harry that I liked potions and met Snape a long time ago. I don't remember it though because I was a baby," Liz said. Another shock.

Just as she finished saying that the man in black himself walked in, looking as creepy and mysterious as ever. He seamed surprised to see three Gryffindors in his class this early. As was tradition he sneered at Harry. "New year, new tricks and trouble making, Potter? Why would a Gryffindor such as yourself be here this early?"

Harry bit his lip to keep form saying 'to brighten you day.' "I wouldn't know, sir."

'Is there a chance we'll get points for it?' he thought in his head sarcastically.

Snape would have said something else if student had not started coming in at that moment. Harry could not help notice Draco looked more relaxed and less menacing without his two baboons fallowing him around. He even managed to look Harry in the face with out sneering. Draco even took a seat at the table across from Harry. Other than them and Draco, a Hufflepuff and three Ravenclaws, one being Cho, who Harry noticed now just seemed to irritate him like heck whenever he saw her, who all went to sit in the back like he wished he was, there was no one else in the class. Harry had been expecting more Slytherins.

Snape looked around the class and walked to the front in his normal snakelike way and robe billowing out behind him. Harry wondered if there was a spell on his robes that made it do that. "Very well, as you see like I said at the begging, not many possess the subtle science and exact art that is potion making. The others that are no longer in this class have proven to be the normal dunderheads I have to teach. For you select few who have proven your self's I can now teach you to bottle fame, brew glory, and put a stopper in death without distraction of slackers. As you see I have a good memory. Let's see if you do Potter.

"Tell me what would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?"

Harry remembered that as the firs question Snape had ever asked him. "A sleeping potion so powerful it is called the Draught of Living Death, sir."

Snape gave a small sneer. "Well you have proven that you can do something. We'll start with that, open your books to page 145. Find a partner and start." Harry made the mistake of finding the page first before the partner. By the time he found it Hermione and Liz had started working together, two of the Ravenclaws had teamed together, Cho and the Hufflepuff making the last group except… oh no, he thought.

When Draco and Harry both realized they were the only people left Harry was the first to give in, at least Snape wouldn't give him a bad grade. He grudgingly gathered his things and moved over by Draco. Harry started to chop up ingredients for the potion. Draco leaded over like he was going to say something, but Harry stopped him. "Look you may not like me, but in class pretend you do. If you were going to say something that had to do with the potion go ahead and say it, but if not shut up."

Draco looked surprised but nodded. "Fine, Potter. For this class."

"Grand."

Harry and Draco had managed to not kill each other the whole class, and better yet got the potion done right. But Harry doubted Snape would fail him with Draco as his partner.

The rest of Harry's day was spent showing Liz around the school. He even showed her how to get into the kitchen by tickling the pair in the painting and introduced her to an excited Dobby. Harry bumped into Cho while they were walking, he had been busy talking to Liz. Cho didn't seem mad till she saw Harry hanging out with Liz. She lifted her chin in a huff and walked off. "What was that?" Liz asked.

Harry scowled. "I don't know. That is the most complex girl I have ever met. Come on let get Ron and Hermione. We have enough time to go to Hagrid's before dark."

Hagrid welcomed them all into his hut and introduced himself and Fang. Liz was noticeably frightened by the huge dog. Well, at least until Fang gave her a slobber bath and retired to his place by the fire. "Rock cake?" Hagrid offered.

"No thank you, Hagrid," Liz said. Ron had warned her not to take any of the hard cakes unless she wanted some braces to go with them.

Just then a bark was heard, too little to be Fang. Fang lifted his head and seemed very dissatisfied when a odd looking dog walked passed him. It was the size of a Jack Russell but had a forked tail. "Hagrid what is that thing?" Ron asked.

"It's a Curp. Found it in the forest. Their not dangerous, jus' like any other dog you'd see wondering around, 'cept for the tail I mean, but that can be fixed with a simple painless severing charm, but I'm not allowed to do magic," Hagrid said. "I'm scared I'll come back form a class and find that Fangs eaten the lil' thing. He hates her. So I have to lock the thing up or carry it with me wherever I go."

"But it so cute!" Liz said.

"You wan' it?" Hagrid asked hopefully.

"Really?"

"Well like I said, I can' take care of it. You can do the charm so the tail isn't forked."

Liz jumped up and performed the charm so it now looked like a normal Jack Russell. "Thanks Hagrid!"

"No problem, but I'd watch it around muggles. They were bred by wizards and don' like Muggles much. There kind of a one person dog. It will eat anything you give it to."

Liz picked up the dog who after sniffing her started wagging it's now short tail. "What do I call it?"

"Wiggles," Harry said looking at the dog. "It's wagging it's short tail so fast it's practically vibrating in your lap."

"I like it," she said. It was then she gasped. "Come on we have to go. It's almost dark and I don't want to start off with a detention on my first day at Hogwarts. Thanks Hagrid!" She said as they all hurried back to the castle.

"Anytime, come back soon," they heard Hagrid call.

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