Harry Potter & The Veela That Wouldn't Go Away
By: Darkmoore
"Potter, there you are. I want to have an urgent word with you right away."
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Chapter Six - The Sorting, The Feast and a Meeting
Harry was slightly nervous.'Why does McGonagall need to speak with me?'he thought uneasily.
"Professor, is something wrong?" Hermione asked, as she moved in along side of Harry, just in case.
"Oh, Ms. Granger, good you're here as well; I need to see you also," the stern head of house said.
Harry and Hermione gave each other odd looks, and then followed Professor McGonagall up to her office.
"You needn't look so worried; you're not in trouble, Mr. Potter. At least not yet this year," she said with a small smile, as she sat down in her desk chair. "I'll be brief, as we all want to get to the sorting and the feast, but I wanted to ask about the meeting on the train. Did you give all of my instructions to the prefects as you were directed?"
They two teens relaxed and Hermione began to answer, "Yes, Professor. Everything you sent to us was discussed at the meeting."
"Good, very good. So, the prefects have all been informed of the rule changes to the Hogwarts School Handbook?"
"Yes, Professor," they chimed in together.
Then Professor McGonagall asked a few more questions, which Hermione answered for her. Finally seeming satisfied with the information she had received from her two Head students, McGonagall said, "Well, I think we had better get down to the Great Hall so I can collect the First Years from Hagrid."
The three stood up to leave, but the transfiguration teacher had just one more question for Harry.
"One last thing Mr. Potter." Harry turned to look at her. "Did Ms.Granger allow you to get a word in at all during the meeting?"
Harry laughed as Hermione looked at her favorite teacher with an open mouth.
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Upon entering the Great Hall, Harry and Hermione quickly found the places Ron had saved for them at the Gryffindor table and sat down.
"What was that all about with McGonagall?" Ron asked them, hating to be left out of anything.
"She just asked about the Prefect's meeting on the train, to make sure we told everyone everything," Harry replied. "She seemed to think that Hermione might have taken over for some reason," Harry added, with a huge grin that caused Hermione to have red cheeks. Ron and Ginny also laughed.
Just as Hermione was about to retort, the doors of the Great Hall opened and Professor McGonagall began marching down the center isle with the First Years following behind her. Some of them looked excited; some looked scared out of their wits, while others didn't look like they knew what to be thinking at all.
As Professor McGonagall stopped the group of children in front of the staff table, she went over and collected a stool and a tattered, dirty old hat that Harry knew all too well. At first the Sorting Hat twitched, and then the long seam that was its mouth opened, and it began to sing a song about the school, the houses and the founders of each. When the hat was finished, the students applauded and then waited quietly for the sorting to begin.
McGonagall unrolled her scroll of parchment, and instructed the new students, "When I call your name, please step forward and sit on the stool and place the sorting hat on your head, in order for it to choose the right house for you."
Harry sat there for a moment, remembering his own sorting and how scared he was. However, he was pulled out of his thoughts as he heard the sorting hat place Samantha Acton in "HUFFLEPUFF!"
It was about then that Ron began to groan about the feast taking too long to begin, distracting Harry and almost causing him to miss Petula Bloch becoming the first new "GRYFFINDOR!" From then on, Harry tried his best to divide his attention between his best friend and the sorting. Harry wanted to try and learn the new names and faces that he would be teaching this term.
He listened as best as he could and caught a few other new Gryffindor names like, Nelda Lawford, Daniel Oldham, and Rance Tilford. If there had been more he had missed them while listening to Ron whine about the lack of food in his system.
The end of the sorting came as Professor McGonagall called for the last name on her list, "Webster, Harry." The last boy walked up to the stool to be sorted into "GRYFFINDOR!"
Seamus Finnegan leaned over and whispered in Harry's ear, "Oh look, another one named after you."
The new boy made his way to the Gryffindor table, as Seamus laughed out his own joke and Harry swatted his friend in the shoulder. Professor McGonagall took the stool and hat away, while Professor Dumbledore stood, with a twinkle in his eye, to give his beginning of the year announcements.
"Once again, we have gathered here to begin another school year. Some of you will be leaving us at its conclusion, while others are just beginning to learn the mysteries that dwell within this castle."** good line, I really like it :) ** Dumbledore smiled at the students jovially and continued, "However, I do have a few start of term notices to hand out. First years, as always, the forest here at Hogwarts is strictly forbidden, hence the name, 'the Forbidden Forest.'" A few students laughed at this.
"Mr. Filch, our caretaker, has kindly asked me to remind all students that there is to be no magic in the corridors and that the list of forbidden objects has grown to include everything in the updated catalog from Weasley's Wizard Wheezes." Many students groaned at that, knowing that the twins had some really interesting things in their new catalog. "Also, Quidditch tryouts will take place in the second week of term, and all those interested in participating should see Madame Hooch, our flying instructor and Quidditch coach."
Harry and Ron gave each other meaningful glances; they were very excited to begin Quidditch again this year. They had lost the cup their previous year and McGonagall was very anxious to have it back on her mantle. In fact, she had mentioned that fact several times when she had come to visit headquarters during the last half of summer, causing Harry, Ron and Ginny to hide from her on her last visit.
Dumbledore had paused for only a moment to let the information sink into everyone's heads, and then announced, "I would also like to announce a new addition to the teaching staff here at Hogwarts. Taking on the post of Defense Against the Dark Arts, is Professor Denholm Thorgood." A light round of applause greeted the new professor.
The Headmaster continued, "However, Professor Thorgood will be unable to teach the first and second year classes and I have secured another teacher for those students." The students began to talk amongst themselves, wondering who would be teaching them, since there was only one new teacher at the staff table.
With a twinkle Dumbledore continued, "The new teacher for the lower years will be none other than our new Head Boy, Harry Potter." At that announcement the students in the lowest two years exploded with applause, while some of the others gave out groans of disappointment.
"Let the feast begin."
Suddenly all the tables were filled with large amounts of delicious
looking food, and Harry heard a couple of the first years gasp at the sudden appearance of the banquet. He also saw Ron grab and large serving spoon and dig in the first dish he found.
"Does your stomach ever get full?" he asked his best mate.
"No."
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After the feast was over and the students sang the school song, they were dismissed and the prefects led the first years up to their dormitories. Harry, with his two best friends, had just begun their journey up to Gryffindor tower when Harry felt someone tug on the sleeve of his robe.
Harry turned to see Professor McGonagall tugging on him. "Mr. Potter, the Headmaster wishes to see you in his office tonight, before classes begin tomorrow morning."
Harry rolled his eyes and said, "Here we go again," and followed his head of house up to the Headmaster's office, as the others continued on to Gryffindor Tower.
A few minutes later, Harry and McGonagall entered Dumbledore's office. When they arrived, the Headmaster and Professor Thorgood were already waiting for them.
"Ah, Harry, I see you've joined us. I was just telling Professor Thorogood here about my army and your efforts to teach them," Dumbledore said with a smile. "Lemon Drop?"
Harry smiled. He had been expecting this at some point from the Headmaster, so he had come prepared. "No thank you, sir," he answered, pulling some candy out of his own pocket and offered it to Dumbledore in return. "Licorices Wand?" he asked, smiling innocently.
Catching on quickly, the Headmaster chuckled appreciatively. "No thank you, Harry. Canary Cream?"
Harry hadn't expected Dumbledore to respond with a counter offer, especially not one containing a sweet that was on Filch's list of forbidden items, so he declined the offer and took a seat beside the new teacher. McGonagall also took a seat beside Harry.
"I assume that you're curious as to why I've called you here tonight," Dumbledore asked.
"Well, classes start tomorrow, and I assume you wanted to discuss what I am to teach, my schedule and what is to be expected of me."
"Yes, yes, yes, but there are a few other things I feel that you should know."
"Like what, sir?" Harry asked.
"I am a vampire, Mr. Potter," Professor Thorgood said.
Harry turned to McGonagall for confirmation, but was met by a woman whose mouth was in a thin line, so he switched to Dumbledore, who nodded slightly.
"I know it must come as a surprise to you, Mr. Potter, but most vampires are not out to suck the blood out everyone they meet, nor are they prone to convert others into our way of life. As long as we vampires have enough blood to keep us well fed, we are truly a danger to no one."
"I know, sir; a member of my family is a werewolf. He is well versed in the subject of Dark Creatures and taught me many things about them. Is this why you aren't teaching the first and second years, sir?"
To this question Dumbledore replied, "Yes, the board of governors feels that having a vampire teach the students would be frightening to them."
"I see. You have my condolences about the board. They tried to have me dismissed last year due to my trial," Harry said, with a small amount of shame.
"Harry…" Dumbledore began, but Harry cut him off.
"What were you thinking I should begin with in these classes?"
Thorgood smiled at Harry. He was obviously not what the vampire was expecting in the 'Boy Who Lived'. However, the four of them soon began a detailed discussion of how to be a teacher at Hogwarts.
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Several hours later, Harry entered the Gryffindor common room to find that Ron, Hermione and Ginny had waited up for him. Actually, they tried to wait up for him, but they were all fast asleep on the sofa by the fireplace.
He watched for a moment, wondering if he should wake them. Ron was lying on one end of the couch with Hermione, her head pillowed on his chest. They looked so peaceful like that, so connected to one another. Harry felt a momentary pang of jealousy for them; would he ever find someone who would love him like that?
However, whether or not he should wake them was irrelevant, as Ginny stirred and said, "Harry?"
"Hey, Gin."
"What kept you so long?"
"I was in a meeting with Dumbledore, McGonagall and Thorgood to discuss how I'm to teach the first and second years in Defense. Nothing brilliant, mostly boring."
"We were worried about you," She replied, bleary eyed.
"I also found out something interesting, but you have to promise to keep it a secret."
The mention of secret had Ginny wide awake in moments. "What is it?"
"It's about our new defense teacher," Harry said teasingly.
"Stop teasing me, what is it?"
"He's a vampire," Harry confessed.
"WHAT?!?"
"Wha…?" Ron said as he jumped up, sending Hermione to the floor.
Both Harry and Ginny laughed at the sight.
"Oh, you're awake," Harry said innocently.
"Apparently," came a voice from the floor.
"Why was Ginny yelling?" Ron asked.
"Was that why you threw me into the floor? Because she was screaming? What's wrong Ginny?" Hermione asked
"Tell 'em, Harry."
"Professor Thorgood is a vampire."
"A vampire?" Ron asked, as all the color in his face drained away.
"Yeah, but don't worry, Dumbledore has full confidence in him."
"He said that last year, and look what happened," Ron countered.
Harry stood there with his mouth hanging open. He couldn't argue with that.
To Be Continued ...
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Author's Notes: Thanks to everyone who read and reviewed.
I would really like to thank Mindfunk for being my Beta on this chapter, she really helped it a lot. Though I do miss her essays in the reviews section, this is much better for the story. :D
Also, I have am infection in my tooth and have a terrible headache for the past couple of days, so I think I'm going to take a couple of days off and relax. So if I don't post again until Monday, don't freak, I'm just a little sick. :D Well, other than normal.
Nemati wrote That´s a nasty way to end the chapter, lol, it was just getting interresting.
Answer - So sorry, well here it is. :D
jbfritz wrote Great chapter! Can't wait to see more! Do you have a yahoo group, or anywhere else you post your stories?
Answer - I thought about starting one, but didn't think enough people would be interested in it.
athenakitty wrote How's Grady? Will somebody figure out a way get the picture off the wall? Did Harry pop Voldie's clogs? Harry learned something about Hermione? Will Draco get the detention and points taken care of? Is it bad news that McGonagall's going to tell Harry? Will Voldie be a pain?
Answer - Grady is fine, he just got an owl check up. The reason she wants to talk to Harry will be revealed or rather they just were up above. :)
kensai2 wrote Sorry sweety, no whipping you would like that way too much. On the other hand, after 26 years of martial training I know how to give pain that makes a whipping seem like a massage. I think Harry should have given Draco a year long detention serving Dobby.
Answer - You are a naughty man you know that?
Makalani Astral wrote I hate cliffhangers.
Answer - You must really be struggling with my story then. I seem to do it quite regularly. :D
By: Darkmoore
"Potter, there you are. I want to have an urgent word with you right away."
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Chapter Six - The Sorting, The Feast and a Meeting
Harry was slightly nervous.'Why does McGonagall need to speak with me?'he thought uneasily.
"Professor, is something wrong?" Hermione asked, as she moved in along side of Harry, just in case.
"Oh, Ms. Granger, good you're here as well; I need to see you also," the stern head of house said.
Harry and Hermione gave each other odd looks, and then followed Professor McGonagall up to her office.
"You needn't look so worried; you're not in trouble, Mr. Potter. At least not yet this year," she said with a small smile, as she sat down in her desk chair. "I'll be brief, as we all want to get to the sorting and the feast, but I wanted to ask about the meeting on the train. Did you give all of my instructions to the prefects as you were directed?"
They two teens relaxed and Hermione began to answer, "Yes, Professor. Everything you sent to us was discussed at the meeting."
"Good, very good. So, the prefects have all been informed of the rule changes to the Hogwarts School Handbook?"
"Yes, Professor," they chimed in together.
Then Professor McGonagall asked a few more questions, which Hermione answered for her. Finally seeming satisfied with the information she had received from her two Head students, McGonagall said, "Well, I think we had better get down to the Great Hall so I can collect the First Years from Hagrid."
The three stood up to leave, but the transfiguration teacher had just one more question for Harry.
"One last thing Mr. Potter." Harry turned to look at her. "Did Ms.Granger allow you to get a word in at all during the meeting?"
Harry laughed as Hermione looked at her favorite teacher with an open mouth.
* * * * *
Upon entering the Great Hall, Harry and Hermione quickly found the places Ron had saved for them at the Gryffindor table and sat down.
"What was that all about with McGonagall?" Ron asked them, hating to be left out of anything.
"She just asked about the Prefect's meeting on the train, to make sure we told everyone everything," Harry replied. "She seemed to think that Hermione might have taken over for some reason," Harry added, with a huge grin that caused Hermione to have red cheeks. Ron and Ginny also laughed.
Just as Hermione was about to retort, the doors of the Great Hall opened and Professor McGonagall began marching down the center isle with the First Years following behind her. Some of them looked excited; some looked scared out of their wits, while others didn't look like they knew what to be thinking at all.
As Professor McGonagall stopped the group of children in front of the staff table, she went over and collected a stool and a tattered, dirty old hat that Harry knew all too well. At first the Sorting Hat twitched, and then the long seam that was its mouth opened, and it began to sing a song about the school, the houses and the founders of each. When the hat was finished, the students applauded and then waited quietly for the sorting to begin.
McGonagall unrolled her scroll of parchment, and instructed the new students, "When I call your name, please step forward and sit on the stool and place the sorting hat on your head, in order for it to choose the right house for you."
Harry sat there for a moment, remembering his own sorting and how scared he was. However, he was pulled out of his thoughts as he heard the sorting hat place Samantha Acton in "HUFFLEPUFF!"
It was about then that Ron began to groan about the feast taking too long to begin, distracting Harry and almost causing him to miss Petula Bloch becoming the first new "GRYFFINDOR!" From then on, Harry tried his best to divide his attention between his best friend and the sorting. Harry wanted to try and learn the new names and faces that he would be teaching this term.
He listened as best as he could and caught a few other new Gryffindor names like, Nelda Lawford, Daniel Oldham, and Rance Tilford. If there had been more he had missed them while listening to Ron whine about the lack of food in his system.
The end of the sorting came as Professor McGonagall called for the last name on her list, "Webster, Harry." The last boy walked up to the stool to be sorted into "GRYFFINDOR!"
Seamus Finnegan leaned over and whispered in Harry's ear, "Oh look, another one named after you."
The new boy made his way to the Gryffindor table, as Seamus laughed out his own joke and Harry swatted his friend in the shoulder. Professor McGonagall took the stool and hat away, while Professor Dumbledore stood, with a twinkle in his eye, to give his beginning of the year announcements.
"Once again, we have gathered here to begin another school year. Some of you will be leaving us at its conclusion, while others are just beginning to learn the mysteries that dwell within this castle."** good line, I really like it :) ** Dumbledore smiled at the students jovially and continued, "However, I do have a few start of term notices to hand out. First years, as always, the forest here at Hogwarts is strictly forbidden, hence the name, 'the Forbidden Forest.'" A few students laughed at this.
"Mr. Filch, our caretaker, has kindly asked me to remind all students that there is to be no magic in the corridors and that the list of forbidden objects has grown to include everything in the updated catalog from Weasley's Wizard Wheezes." Many students groaned at that, knowing that the twins had some really interesting things in their new catalog. "Also, Quidditch tryouts will take place in the second week of term, and all those interested in participating should see Madame Hooch, our flying instructor and Quidditch coach."
Harry and Ron gave each other meaningful glances; they were very excited to begin Quidditch again this year. They had lost the cup their previous year and McGonagall was very anxious to have it back on her mantle. In fact, she had mentioned that fact several times when she had come to visit headquarters during the last half of summer, causing Harry, Ron and Ginny to hide from her on her last visit.
Dumbledore had paused for only a moment to let the information sink into everyone's heads, and then announced, "I would also like to announce a new addition to the teaching staff here at Hogwarts. Taking on the post of Defense Against the Dark Arts, is Professor Denholm Thorgood." A light round of applause greeted the new professor.
The Headmaster continued, "However, Professor Thorgood will be unable to teach the first and second year classes and I have secured another teacher for those students." The students began to talk amongst themselves, wondering who would be teaching them, since there was only one new teacher at the staff table.
With a twinkle Dumbledore continued, "The new teacher for the lower years will be none other than our new Head Boy, Harry Potter." At that announcement the students in the lowest two years exploded with applause, while some of the others gave out groans of disappointment.
"Let the feast begin."
Suddenly all the tables were filled with large amounts of delicious
looking food, and Harry heard a couple of the first years gasp at the sudden appearance of the banquet. He also saw Ron grab and large serving spoon and dig in the first dish he found.
"Does your stomach ever get full?" he asked his best mate.
"No."
* * * * *
After the feast was over and the students sang the school song, they were dismissed and the prefects led the first years up to their dormitories. Harry, with his two best friends, had just begun their journey up to Gryffindor tower when Harry felt someone tug on the sleeve of his robe.
Harry turned to see Professor McGonagall tugging on him. "Mr. Potter, the Headmaster wishes to see you in his office tonight, before classes begin tomorrow morning."
Harry rolled his eyes and said, "Here we go again," and followed his head of house up to the Headmaster's office, as the others continued on to Gryffindor Tower.
A few minutes later, Harry and McGonagall entered Dumbledore's office. When they arrived, the Headmaster and Professor Thorgood were already waiting for them.
"Ah, Harry, I see you've joined us. I was just telling Professor Thorogood here about my army and your efforts to teach them," Dumbledore said with a smile. "Lemon Drop?"
Harry smiled. He had been expecting this at some point from the Headmaster, so he had come prepared. "No thank you, sir," he answered, pulling some candy out of his own pocket and offered it to Dumbledore in return. "Licorices Wand?" he asked, smiling innocently.
Catching on quickly, the Headmaster chuckled appreciatively. "No thank you, Harry. Canary Cream?"
Harry hadn't expected Dumbledore to respond with a counter offer, especially not one containing a sweet that was on Filch's list of forbidden items, so he declined the offer and took a seat beside the new teacher. McGonagall also took a seat beside Harry.
"I assume that you're curious as to why I've called you here tonight," Dumbledore asked.
"Well, classes start tomorrow, and I assume you wanted to discuss what I am to teach, my schedule and what is to be expected of me."
"Yes, yes, yes, but there are a few other things I feel that you should know."
"Like what, sir?" Harry asked.
"I am a vampire, Mr. Potter," Professor Thorgood said.
Harry turned to McGonagall for confirmation, but was met by a woman whose mouth was in a thin line, so he switched to Dumbledore, who nodded slightly.
"I know it must come as a surprise to you, Mr. Potter, but most vampires are not out to suck the blood out everyone they meet, nor are they prone to convert others into our way of life. As long as we vampires have enough blood to keep us well fed, we are truly a danger to no one."
"I know, sir; a member of my family is a werewolf. He is well versed in the subject of Dark Creatures and taught me many things about them. Is this why you aren't teaching the first and second years, sir?"
To this question Dumbledore replied, "Yes, the board of governors feels that having a vampire teach the students would be frightening to them."
"I see. You have my condolences about the board. They tried to have me dismissed last year due to my trial," Harry said, with a small amount of shame.
"Harry…" Dumbledore began, but Harry cut him off.
"What were you thinking I should begin with in these classes?"
Thorgood smiled at Harry. He was obviously not what the vampire was expecting in the 'Boy Who Lived'. However, the four of them soon began a detailed discussion of how to be a teacher at Hogwarts.
* * * * *
Several hours later, Harry entered the Gryffindor common room to find that Ron, Hermione and Ginny had waited up for him. Actually, they tried to wait up for him, but they were all fast asleep on the sofa by the fireplace.
He watched for a moment, wondering if he should wake them. Ron was lying on one end of the couch with Hermione, her head pillowed on his chest. They looked so peaceful like that, so connected to one another. Harry felt a momentary pang of jealousy for them; would he ever find someone who would love him like that?
However, whether or not he should wake them was irrelevant, as Ginny stirred and said, "Harry?"
"Hey, Gin."
"What kept you so long?"
"I was in a meeting with Dumbledore, McGonagall and Thorgood to discuss how I'm to teach the first and second years in Defense. Nothing brilliant, mostly boring."
"We were worried about you," She replied, bleary eyed.
"I also found out something interesting, but you have to promise to keep it a secret."
The mention of secret had Ginny wide awake in moments. "What is it?"
"It's about our new defense teacher," Harry said teasingly.
"Stop teasing me, what is it?"
"He's a vampire," Harry confessed.
"WHAT?!?"
"Wha…?" Ron said as he jumped up, sending Hermione to the floor.
Both Harry and Ginny laughed at the sight.
"Oh, you're awake," Harry said innocently.
"Apparently," came a voice from the floor.
"Why was Ginny yelling?" Ron asked.
"Was that why you threw me into the floor? Because she was screaming? What's wrong Ginny?" Hermione asked
"Tell 'em, Harry."
"Professor Thorgood is a vampire."
"A vampire?" Ron asked, as all the color in his face drained away.
"Yeah, but don't worry, Dumbledore has full confidence in him."
"He said that last year, and look what happened," Ron countered.
Harry stood there with his mouth hanging open. He couldn't argue with that.
To Be Continued ...
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Author's Notes: Thanks to everyone who read and reviewed.
I would really like to thank Mindfunk for being my Beta on this chapter, she really helped it a lot. Though I do miss her essays in the reviews section, this is much better for the story. :D
Also, I have am infection in my tooth and have a terrible headache for the past couple of days, so I think I'm going to take a couple of days off and relax. So if I don't post again until Monday, don't freak, I'm just a little sick. :D Well, other than normal.
Nemati wrote That´s a nasty way to end the chapter, lol, it was just getting interresting.
Answer - So sorry, well here it is. :D
jbfritz wrote Great chapter! Can't wait to see more! Do you have a yahoo group, or anywhere else you post your stories?
Answer - I thought about starting one, but didn't think enough people would be interested in it.
athenakitty wrote How's Grady? Will somebody figure out a way get the picture off the wall? Did Harry pop Voldie's clogs? Harry learned something about Hermione? Will Draco get the detention and points taken care of? Is it bad news that McGonagall's going to tell Harry? Will Voldie be a pain?
Answer - Grady is fine, he just got an owl check up. The reason she wants to talk to Harry will be revealed or rather they just were up above. :)
kensai2 wrote Sorry sweety, no whipping you would like that way too much. On the other hand, after 26 years of martial training I know how to give pain that makes a whipping seem like a massage. I think Harry should have given Draco a year long detention serving Dobby.
Answer - You are a naughty man you know that?
Makalani Astral wrote I hate cliffhangers.
Answer - You must really be struggling with my story then. I seem to do it quite regularly. :D