Chapter One – Charms
It was Charms class. Professor Flitwick was teaching them a Rainbow Charm. Hermione had already mastered it and was looking out the window, across the grounds to where the Gryffindor Quidditch team were practising. They had been given special permission by Professor McGonagall to practise during the Charms lesson that day on the condition that Flitwick didn't mind.
Flitwick had hesitated on letting the team members out of class, on the reasoning that neither had done particularly well their Charm's OWL (Ordinary Wizarding Level) the year before. After a lot of persuasion from Hermione, saying she'd catch the boys up, Flitwick had let the boys go.
The Gryffindor team had suffered s severe blow this year, with its three Chasers leaving the school. Harry Potter, the new Gryffindor captain, had replace Angelina, Katie and Alicia with three third year girls. None were as good as the previous Chasers, but all had natural ability. Also, Harry had to find two new Beaters, as George and Fred Weasley had also left the school the year before. The Weasley twins now ran a highly successful joke shop 'The Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes'. The team had held a trial and the Creevy brothers, Colin and Dennis, has stood out far beyond the rest.
Hermione watched the distant but distinct team flying around the Quidditch pitch, her eyes following closely the figures of her best friends Harry and Ron Weasley. The three had been through so much together, they had faced Lord Voldermort, the evilest and one of the most powerful wizards in all time, and death so many times. Last year they had seen the death of Sirius Black, the only loving family member Harry had ever known.
Tears came unwillingly to Hermione's eyes as she thought of Sirius. The man had been Harry's godfather and he had always risked everything to see Harry. Sirius was famous for the murders of thirteen muggles and one wizard, which he had been wrongly convicted of. He had been sentenced to life in Azkaban (Wizard Prison), but had escaped in Harry's third year at Hogwarts and had been living in exile from the Ministry of Magic ever since.
At the end of last year, Sirius had tried to come to Harry's rescue, along with some members of the Order of The Phoenix, at the Department of Mysteries, where Harry, Hermione, Ron and three other Hogwarts students had been tricked into going by Lord Voldermort. Sirius had been killed by his cousin, Bellatrix Lestrange.
"Rainbus Incantment," a voice bellowed across the Charm's room.
Hermione looked around the room. By now the whole class had started to get the hang of the Rainbow Charm. Seamus was the voice that Hermione had heard, his charm landed on Dean Thomas, whose hair quickly turned from mousy brown to rainbow stripes.
Tiny Professor Flitwick announced to the class to pack away, and turned back the effects of the charm on Dean's hair so he was once again normal. Hermione gathered up her books and headed for the door, eager to leave.
* * * * * * * * *
The wind rushed past Harry's face as he flew into a dive. It was the end of the practise and the sun was low in the autumn sky. As much as Harry was looking forward to dinner and the warmth of the common room, he was reluctant to leaver the freedom and the peace he felt when he was flying.
"Hey Harry! We're going in now, it's getting dark." Ron's voice floated up to him from the ground.
In response Harry circled the pitch and landed on the ground next to the rest of the team. The team had five new additions, with only myself and Ron, being on the team before. Harry had been on the team since first year, the youngest player in a century to be picked for a Hogwarts team. The only break he'd had was a life-long ban he'd received from the Hogwarts High Inquisitor, Delores Umbridge, last year. When Dumbledore had returned as Headmaster, Harry's ban had been removed.
Heading back to the castle with Ro, Harry glanced over to Hagrid's hut. Fang say outside and smoke puffed from the chimney. Hagrid himself was outside in his beloved pumpkin patch, waving briefly at Harry as he glanced up. Harry waved back and grinned. The half giant, half wizard was one of Harry's best friends and had been the person to rescue him from the Dursleys and took him to Hogwarts.
Harry and Ron reached the common room of the Gryffindor Tower, where they meet with a very happy Hermione, who had just added an extra foot onto her four rolls of [parchment of Transfiguration notes on the history of Animagus'.
The three headed to the Great Hall for dinner. Just outside they encountered Draco Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle.
"Oh look! It's Potty and the Weasel," drawled Malfoy. "Ready to lose to Slytherin in the Quidditch match next month Potter?"
"If I remember rightly, Malfoy, Gryffindor have never lost to Slytherin in the a Quidditch match and I'll be damned if we'll start now," remarked Ron.
"Careful Weasley, wouldn't want to get into any trouble now, would you? Not that it would matter to Gryffindor if there useless Keeper was banned from the fame."
Professor McGonagall arrived at the doors to the Great Hall. Before any sparks or spells could fly. Everyone feared the Deputy Headmistress and her dark green eyes had none of the twinkle often found in the Headmasters.
The students allowed themselves to be lead into the Hall, where Ron, Harry and Hermione went left, glad to split away from the Slytherins, who went right, to their own table.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ okay so tell me what you thought, this was actually the first fanfic I ever wrote and while there's things in here that I wouldn't say or do now im not changing a thing.
It was Charms class. Professor Flitwick was teaching them a Rainbow Charm. Hermione had already mastered it and was looking out the window, across the grounds to where the Gryffindor Quidditch team were practising. They had been given special permission by Professor McGonagall to practise during the Charms lesson that day on the condition that Flitwick didn't mind.
Flitwick had hesitated on letting the team members out of class, on the reasoning that neither had done particularly well their Charm's OWL (Ordinary Wizarding Level) the year before. After a lot of persuasion from Hermione, saying she'd catch the boys up, Flitwick had let the boys go.
The Gryffindor team had suffered s severe blow this year, with its three Chasers leaving the school. Harry Potter, the new Gryffindor captain, had replace Angelina, Katie and Alicia with three third year girls. None were as good as the previous Chasers, but all had natural ability. Also, Harry had to find two new Beaters, as George and Fred Weasley had also left the school the year before. The Weasley twins now ran a highly successful joke shop 'The Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes'. The team had held a trial and the Creevy brothers, Colin and Dennis, has stood out far beyond the rest.
Hermione watched the distant but distinct team flying around the Quidditch pitch, her eyes following closely the figures of her best friends Harry and Ron Weasley. The three had been through so much together, they had faced Lord Voldermort, the evilest and one of the most powerful wizards in all time, and death so many times. Last year they had seen the death of Sirius Black, the only loving family member Harry had ever known.
Tears came unwillingly to Hermione's eyes as she thought of Sirius. The man had been Harry's godfather and he had always risked everything to see Harry. Sirius was famous for the murders of thirteen muggles and one wizard, which he had been wrongly convicted of. He had been sentenced to life in Azkaban (Wizard Prison), but had escaped in Harry's third year at Hogwarts and had been living in exile from the Ministry of Magic ever since.
At the end of last year, Sirius had tried to come to Harry's rescue, along with some members of the Order of The Phoenix, at the Department of Mysteries, where Harry, Hermione, Ron and three other Hogwarts students had been tricked into going by Lord Voldermort. Sirius had been killed by his cousin, Bellatrix Lestrange.
"Rainbus Incantment," a voice bellowed across the Charm's room.
Hermione looked around the room. By now the whole class had started to get the hang of the Rainbow Charm. Seamus was the voice that Hermione had heard, his charm landed on Dean Thomas, whose hair quickly turned from mousy brown to rainbow stripes.
Tiny Professor Flitwick announced to the class to pack away, and turned back the effects of the charm on Dean's hair so he was once again normal. Hermione gathered up her books and headed for the door, eager to leave.
* * * * * * * * *
The wind rushed past Harry's face as he flew into a dive. It was the end of the practise and the sun was low in the autumn sky. As much as Harry was looking forward to dinner and the warmth of the common room, he was reluctant to leaver the freedom and the peace he felt when he was flying.
"Hey Harry! We're going in now, it's getting dark." Ron's voice floated up to him from the ground.
In response Harry circled the pitch and landed on the ground next to the rest of the team. The team had five new additions, with only myself and Ron, being on the team before. Harry had been on the team since first year, the youngest player in a century to be picked for a Hogwarts team. The only break he'd had was a life-long ban he'd received from the Hogwarts High Inquisitor, Delores Umbridge, last year. When Dumbledore had returned as Headmaster, Harry's ban had been removed.
Heading back to the castle with Ro, Harry glanced over to Hagrid's hut. Fang say outside and smoke puffed from the chimney. Hagrid himself was outside in his beloved pumpkin patch, waving briefly at Harry as he glanced up. Harry waved back and grinned. The half giant, half wizard was one of Harry's best friends and had been the person to rescue him from the Dursleys and took him to Hogwarts.
Harry and Ron reached the common room of the Gryffindor Tower, where they meet with a very happy Hermione, who had just added an extra foot onto her four rolls of [parchment of Transfiguration notes on the history of Animagus'.
The three headed to the Great Hall for dinner. Just outside they encountered Draco Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle.
"Oh look! It's Potty and the Weasel," drawled Malfoy. "Ready to lose to Slytherin in the Quidditch match next month Potter?"
"If I remember rightly, Malfoy, Gryffindor have never lost to Slytherin in the a Quidditch match and I'll be damned if we'll start now," remarked Ron.
"Careful Weasley, wouldn't want to get into any trouble now, would you? Not that it would matter to Gryffindor if there useless Keeper was banned from the fame."
Professor McGonagall arrived at the doors to the Great Hall. Before any sparks or spells could fly. Everyone feared the Deputy Headmistress and her dark green eyes had none of the twinkle often found in the Headmasters.
The students allowed themselves to be lead into the Hall, where Ron, Harry and Hermione went left, glad to split away from the Slytherins, who went right, to their own table.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ okay so tell me what you thought, this was actually the first fanfic I ever wrote and while there's things in here that I wouldn't say or do now im not changing a thing.