A/N: Hey all! I got a great idea this morning: If you send me a review with a note at the end, I'll email you a hint about the story every week. I have everything planned out. Let me know if you think this is a good idea.
Chapter Seven
A prefect led them up to their dormitories, one for the girls and one for the boys. They slept well, and the next morning woke up refreshed and satisfied. Lina woke up early to practice weaponry in her four-poster by closing the draperies and enlarging the interior with a wave of her hand. She practiced wielding her sword, and the glaive, a wooden staff with a three-foot blade at the end. She even practiced archery, with a spell that made her arrows stop right before they landed and then return to her fletch.
That day, Harry, Ron, and Lina had a hard time getting to class. People would stop in the halls and openly stare at them, and besides that, the whispers followed them everywhere. "Do you see them?" "Where?" "Over there, by the kid with the red hair." "Really? I never thought I'd ever see him!" "And get a load of her! She's the one who caught those Death Eaters!"
They managed to get to their Transfiguration class just before the bell rang. Transfiguration was interesting, but only a handful of students knew the answers to the rather hard questions Professor McGonagall posed them, Hermione among them.
Nevertheless, Harry, Ron, and Lina had a good time, and on their way to Herbology, Tib came and rested on Lina's shoulder in the shape of a falcon. Lena's rather put out, as you didn't come to see her, thought Tib. Lena! I forgot! thought Lina. Tell her I'm sorry! Oh, and tell her I promise to visit tonight. Oh, sure, I'll be Tib the messenger bird! Thanks, Grumpy- head! Lina laughed as Tib flew off in the direction of the forest.
"What was that?" goggled Ron. "My, um, pet falcon," Lina replied.
They finally arrived at the Great Hall for lunch, discussing the lessons. "I think Transfiguration's a good class. Professor McGonagall's a bit strict though," remarked Lina. "Yeah, but I like Herbology too," replied Harry. "Charms is good as well, even if Flitwick is tinier than his desk," said Ron.
Just then Draco Malfoy arrived at their table. "Hello, Weasley," he drawled in Ron's direction. When he saw Lina, he bowed slightly, saying, "My lady," then turned and left.
When he was out of earshot, Lina burst out laughing. "Why's he acting like that around you?" demanded Ron. "I have no idea, but it's so funny!" chuckled Lina. Ron and Harry joined in, as Lina said, "His father does the exact same thing whenever I see him at the Ministry."
A few minutes later, the bell rang, and Lina, Harry, and Ron set off for Potions.
A/N: Hey! Whoever's reading this, please tell your friends about it. Oh, and I realize Potions didn't come after lunch in the book, but my chap was already super long, so I made Potions after lunch.