AN: Thanks for the your review Bluetiger94! I'm updating chapter three now
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Liliana
Chapter 3: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
The last week of holiday went very quickly but was also very useful. With the help of Hermione Harry began to learn some new spells, curses and hexes from the book he received. Both his friends seemed to think that he needed to learn more to protect himself against Voldemort if needed. Hermione promised that as soon as they began school she would look at the library for shield spells and even invisibility. After many discussions with her he also started to skim the new textbooks, because being a Prefect included also an example for the others, Hermione kept saying. And to Harry's amazing some of the 1000 Curses were mentioned in the Defense Against the Dark Arts book. Ron looked through the Care of Magical Creatures textbook, which fortunately wasn't a biting book this time, and was happy to find out that the first lesson wasn't about some dangerous beasts like Hagrid used to teach them. Hermione was excited to find out they were learning transfiguration of people. All too soon September the first arrived. In the morning before leaving Fred and George told Harry they had his birthday present. Mrs. Weasley seemed to be suspicious when Fred pulled out a certificate from his trunk and handed it to Harry. It was saying that the Department of Magical Trade and Treasures has confirmed the founding of the Weasley Wizard Wheezes Joke Shop. 'That's great guys,' Harry congratulated them while the others were looking totally bewildered. 'Where did you get the money?' asked Ron but the twins didn't bother to answer. 'Well read the founding act too,' they told Harry. 'The Weasley Wizard Wheezes Joke Shop entitled from now on Weasley Wizard Wheezes and Co. Joke Shop divides the shares so for: 30 % of the shares belong to Mr. Frederick Weasley, 30 % of the shares belong to Mr. George Weasley and 40 % of the shares belong to Mr.Harry Potter?! Therefore the president of the company will be Mr. Harry Potter, while Messrs Weasley will be vice-presidents. And our first employee will be Mr. Lee Jordan. Guys what have you done? I'm not good at inventing jokes.' Harry asked them in total awe. 'Why Harry?' Ron asked while Mrs. Weasley, 'who gave you the money?' 'Well we know it's more a right than a birthday present because Hermione explained us about the stock market,' Fred told Harry. 'What does he mean?' all the Weasley except for the twins asked. 'Well in the Muggle world,' Hermione began to explain, 'the companies divide the power inside by means of shares. They represent the percent of investment that the owners made from the whole capital. Usually the owner of the most shares runs the company and the board council-the assembly that votes decisions in the company.'
Everybody was now looking at Harry so he spoke the first: 'I gave Fred and George the TriWizard money for their joke shop, but as a donation.' 'Take it more as an investment dear president,' answered the twins. 'But I don't invent jokes like you or the Marauders,' Harry replied. 'Well you won't have to do such things. That's why you are the president. You will only have to sign papers, agree with our new jokes and receive dividends.'
For the first time Mrs. Weasley spoke: 'Harry we know that you have money but why throw on the window one thousand Gallons?' 'He's not throwing them away,' said Fred. 'He's increasing them,' said George. 'But Harry what would your parents say,' Mrs. Weasley continued, 'they left you a fortune and now you are spending it on joke shops.' 'Mum, Harry won this money!' the twins complained.
However Mrs. Weasley kept telling Harry it was a waste of time and about his parents' opinion. 'Have you met them?' Harry asked in the end. 'Well not personally, but everybody knew about the Potters,' Mrs. Wesaley said. 'How come?' Harry told her. 'The Potters were one of the old wizarding families,' Mr. Weasley explained, 'They were rich, upstanding members of the wizarding community, very respected for their work.' 'My parents were very rich?' Harry asked in awe. 'Well of course,' said Mrs. Weasley, 'I mean Godric's Hollow was a very fine manor and they even had two house elves.' 'What work were you saying?' asked Harry happy to find out more about his parents past. 'Well I think Albus Dumbledore should answer your questions better than us Harry,' Mr. Weasley interfered, 'better hurry for the station now.' Crammed in four taxies the nine Weasleys, Harry, Hermione and several pets were going to King Cross's Station. Charlie and Bill were supposed to go to Germany with businesses, and they were taking the Alemain Express at one clock from the platform twelve and ½. Percy would have gone straight to the Ministry if it weren't for Mr. Weasley who told him to wait.
The platform was crowded as usual with Hogwarts students, their parents and a lot of pets. After quick hugs from Mrs. Weasley and farewells from Mr. Weasley, Bill, Charlie and Percy, the children boarded the Hogwarts Express, where Harry, Ron and Hermione found an empty compartment at the end of the train, followed by Ginny. Hermione opened a book to read, while Harry, Ron and Ginny started discussing about Quidditch. The landscape merely began to change from white houses with red roofs to green fields when the door of the compartment band open the three of the most unwanted persons entered: Draco Malfoy and his cronies Crabbe and Goyle. 'Have you lost your memory since last time Malfoy?' asked Harry, 'or you want another row of hexes and curses.' 'Don't be so optimistic Potter,' answered Draco, 'I just wanted to warn you that my father wasn't happy at all about what you did and may pay you a visit sometime along with their fathers,' he said pointing to Crabbe and Goyle. 'Well I'm surprised he hasn't come yet,' Harry answered defiantly, 'or is it that he was among the ones I had to curse last year when I wanted to go back to Hogwarts.'
Draco went even paler than usual. It was obviously a fact that Mr. Malfoy hasn't boasted with. 'It's your last year of life Potter,' he continued, 'enjoy it with your poor friend Weasel and your Mud-blood girlfriend.'
He had gone too far. Everybody stood up but he exited the compartment like nothing would have happened, living a death silence. 'I'm not planning to die very soon,' he told his friends that were looking at him very gloomy, 'so let's have some Chocolate Frogs,' he added going to buy some.
When he returned the atmosphere was once again cheering. Everybody started eating, Ron faster than everyone. 'I havn''ea' for a lon' time,' he said through a mouthful of chocolate. 'You can have the car',' told Harry, 'fo' you' collection.'
Harry took the card hoping it was a new one and enough it was, although a surprise to Harry. 'I can believe this!' he said. 'Who is it?' asked Hermione. 'Oh it's him,' answered Ginny after a quick glance, 'I have an entire collection of your photos,' she added blushing. 'How come I never knew I was on the Chocolate Frog cards,' asked Harry bewildered. 'Well, you are famous,' told him Hermione, 'so it isn't such of a surprise. Better read what does it say.'
Harry James Potter, the boy who lived, order of the Merlin, first class, order of the Phoenix, first class. Currently attending Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry where he is a Gryffindor Prefect and Captain of the Gryffndor Quidditch team, is famous for defeating He Who Must Not Be Named at the age of one year old. Harry Potter is also a talented Quidditch player and since his arrival at Hogwarts has done a lot of brave acts. In his first year he prevented the robbery of the Philosopher's Stone; in his second year he received a trophy for special services to the school for saving another students life and in his forth year he won the TriWizard Tournament.
Harry just stared at the card in his hands. It seemed impossible. 'I have the order of the Merlin, and the first class?' he asked. 'Remember Lockhart had third class,' said Ron. 'And they wanted to give Snape second class for capturing Sirius,' said Hermione also. 'So it shouldn't surprise you,' said both Ron and Hermione. 'OK, but what is the order of the phoenix?' asked Harry. 'Well I never ran across it in a book,' Hermione announced so I have no idea. 'It rings a bell to me,' declared Ron, 'but I cannot remember, maybe if I ask dad. I'll send him an owl.'
The journey to Hogwarts was off in no time and they could hear the distant call of Hagrid: 'Firs' years! Firs' years! Yeh present is watin' Harry!'
The weather couldn't have been more different since last time they saw Hogwarts. The wind was blowing so furious that Harry was surprised that the first years weren't lifted from the ground. However there wasn't a single drop of rain. It was all windy and dry.
The crowd of students poured through the Entrance Hall to the Great Hall where they each headed to their house table awaiting for the Sorting Ceremony. Once seated at the Gryffindor table Harry had a great shock. Sitting at the teachers' table was no other than Mrs. Figg, his old babysitter. He now realized what seemed so strange about her in Privet Drive: she was a witch. 'Look at the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor,' said Ron, 'I wonder who she is?' 'Mrs. Figg,' answered Harry. ''What did you say?' asked Ron. 'Her name is Arabella Figg,' Harry explained. 'How do you know?' Hermione asked. 'She is my old babysitter from Privet Drive.'
Ron and Hermione looked at him amazed. Just then Mrs. Figg waved at Harry who waved back. There were some people who looked curious upon seeing this, but just then professor McGonagall entered the Great Hall with the frightened first years. Soon enough the Sorting Hat began its song.
Even though shabby I look
And from the street took,
I am very gained
Because I've been trained
Of the four biggest
Wizards ever smartest,
Whom at Hogwarts founded
Four houses that sorted
Wizards and witches of great name
Whom in the world claimed,
The courage of Godric and the his bravery,
The kindness of Helga and her sympathy,
The wisdom of Rowena and her calm,
The cunning of Salazar and his charm.
Therefore, today I say,
If you are truthful or obey,
Maybe smart or steady.
So after you got ready
You only have to try me,
And I'll tell where to go, thy.
The Hall burst into applause and professor McGonagall began to read from a scroll of parchment. 'When I call your name step in front and put on the Sorting Hat.' 'Cronwood Abigail!'
A girl with short brown hair hurried towards the three-leg stool placing the Sorting Hat. 'Hufflepuff!' shouted the Hat almost immediately. 'Cumbert Amanda!'
This time went a girl with long curly red hair. The Hat shouted: 'Ravenclaw!' 'Fanterloy Andrew!'
A boy with light brown hair went to the stool, trying to remain calm although he seemed pretty nervous. 'Gryffindor!' shouted the Hat while Ron told Harry it was Fudge's nephew. 'Farely Elisabeth!'
A smug girl with blond hair and very pale skin walked forward looking very arrogant, that Harry knew right away what house it would suit her. True in no time the Hat shouted: 'Slytherin!'
The next Gryffindors were Christine del Ivory followed by her brother Daniel del Ivory. 'Kedu Pandora!'
This time went a girl that by the look you could definitely tell she was Egyptian. She had shoulder length jet black hair, fringe and dark eyes. Somehow she was sad. 'Slytherin!' the hat shouted, but the girl seemed rather resigned than happy and for a moment Harry thought he saw a glimpse of revenge in her eyes. The Sorting Ceremony went on until it reached the last student, Zee Jesse who turned out to be a Gryffindor.
Dumbledore stood up for his usual speech. 'Another year begins tonight and I'm sure it will be a memorable year, like all the ones you spent at Hogwarts. Before we proceed eating I have a few announcements to make. First of all the Quidditch House Cup will resume.'
Every house broke into applause at this news. 'Second of all, the new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher is professor Figg.'
There were polite applauses, Harry being the only one to clap especially hard. 'And speaking of defence,' added Dumbledore, 'there are here some people to assure the order in the castle, help the prefects and teachers and protect you in case of danger. They are:' and the door behind the teachers table opened and inside came, 'Remus Lupin, Alastor Moody and Mundungus Fletcher.'
Harry couldn't believe his eyes. Remus, one of his fathers best friends, returned to school and he surely had news from Sirius, Harry's godfather. Many people clapped hard, but not the Slytherins. 'I still have some small things to say,' Dumbledore continued, 'as nobody consulted the list of banned objects from Mr. Filch's office, it is now posted in the Entrance Hall for everybody to see. The Forbidden Forest is out of boundaries and so is Hogsmead for those under the third year. Good appetite!'
All of a sudden the tables were full with delicious food made by the un-tired house-elves and they all started eating. The first years Gryffindors were amazed by Nearly Headless Nick who had to show them how he became a phantom. Then suddenly Harry thought of something he never thought of before. 'Why do people become ghosts Nick?' he asked. 'Well I suppose the ones who have an unfinished job become ghosts so that they can finish that job,' Sir Nick answered. 'But what unfinished business had Myrtle?' asked Hermione remembering the sad phantom that haunts the girls bathroom on the second floor. 'Well she never accomplished her happiness,' said Nearly Headless Nick, 'ghost disappear when they had solved their business.' 'Then Myrtle will be here for a long time,' said Harry, 'because she is still sad.' 'Maybe you can cheer her up Harry,' said Ron taunting Harry.
When the feat was over the Prefects lead the new students to their common rooms. Harry gave the password to the Fat Lady (Anacadempsi!) and the portrait swung open revealing the Gryffindor common room. Harry showed the boys their new dormitory while Hermione the girls. None of them was up to a play of chess or Exploding Snap, so Harry, Ron and Hermione went to bed right away. 'It's good to be back hear,' Harry told Ron before laying his head on the pillow and fall asleep.
Liliana
Chapter 3: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
The last week of holiday went very quickly but was also very useful. With the help of Hermione Harry began to learn some new spells, curses and hexes from the book he received. Both his friends seemed to think that he needed to learn more to protect himself against Voldemort if needed. Hermione promised that as soon as they began school she would look at the library for shield spells and even invisibility. After many discussions with her he also started to skim the new textbooks, because being a Prefect included also an example for the others, Hermione kept saying. And to Harry's amazing some of the 1000 Curses were mentioned in the Defense Against the Dark Arts book. Ron looked through the Care of Magical Creatures textbook, which fortunately wasn't a biting book this time, and was happy to find out that the first lesson wasn't about some dangerous beasts like Hagrid used to teach them. Hermione was excited to find out they were learning transfiguration of people. All too soon September the first arrived. In the morning before leaving Fred and George told Harry they had his birthday present. Mrs. Weasley seemed to be suspicious when Fred pulled out a certificate from his trunk and handed it to Harry. It was saying that the Department of Magical Trade and Treasures has confirmed the founding of the Weasley Wizard Wheezes Joke Shop. 'That's great guys,' Harry congratulated them while the others were looking totally bewildered. 'Where did you get the money?' asked Ron but the twins didn't bother to answer. 'Well read the founding act too,' they told Harry. 'The Weasley Wizard Wheezes Joke Shop entitled from now on Weasley Wizard Wheezes and Co. Joke Shop divides the shares so for: 30 % of the shares belong to Mr. Frederick Weasley, 30 % of the shares belong to Mr. George Weasley and 40 % of the shares belong to Mr.Harry Potter?! Therefore the president of the company will be Mr. Harry Potter, while Messrs Weasley will be vice-presidents. And our first employee will be Mr. Lee Jordan. Guys what have you done? I'm not good at inventing jokes.' Harry asked them in total awe. 'Why Harry?' Ron asked while Mrs. Weasley, 'who gave you the money?' 'Well we know it's more a right than a birthday present because Hermione explained us about the stock market,' Fred told Harry. 'What does he mean?' all the Weasley except for the twins asked. 'Well in the Muggle world,' Hermione began to explain, 'the companies divide the power inside by means of shares. They represent the percent of investment that the owners made from the whole capital. Usually the owner of the most shares runs the company and the board council-the assembly that votes decisions in the company.'
Everybody was now looking at Harry so he spoke the first: 'I gave Fred and George the TriWizard money for their joke shop, but as a donation.' 'Take it more as an investment dear president,' answered the twins. 'But I don't invent jokes like you or the Marauders,' Harry replied. 'Well you won't have to do such things. That's why you are the president. You will only have to sign papers, agree with our new jokes and receive dividends.'
For the first time Mrs. Weasley spoke: 'Harry we know that you have money but why throw on the window one thousand Gallons?' 'He's not throwing them away,' said Fred. 'He's increasing them,' said George. 'But Harry what would your parents say,' Mrs. Weasley continued, 'they left you a fortune and now you are spending it on joke shops.' 'Mum, Harry won this money!' the twins complained.
However Mrs. Weasley kept telling Harry it was a waste of time and about his parents' opinion. 'Have you met them?' Harry asked in the end. 'Well not personally, but everybody knew about the Potters,' Mrs. Wesaley said. 'How come?' Harry told her. 'The Potters were one of the old wizarding families,' Mr. Weasley explained, 'They were rich, upstanding members of the wizarding community, very respected for their work.' 'My parents were very rich?' Harry asked in awe. 'Well of course,' said Mrs. Weasley, 'I mean Godric's Hollow was a very fine manor and they even had two house elves.' 'What work were you saying?' asked Harry happy to find out more about his parents past. 'Well I think Albus Dumbledore should answer your questions better than us Harry,' Mr. Weasley interfered, 'better hurry for the station now.' Crammed in four taxies the nine Weasleys, Harry, Hermione and several pets were going to King Cross's Station. Charlie and Bill were supposed to go to Germany with businesses, and they were taking the Alemain Express at one clock from the platform twelve and ½. Percy would have gone straight to the Ministry if it weren't for Mr. Weasley who told him to wait.
The platform was crowded as usual with Hogwarts students, their parents and a lot of pets. After quick hugs from Mrs. Weasley and farewells from Mr. Weasley, Bill, Charlie and Percy, the children boarded the Hogwarts Express, where Harry, Ron and Hermione found an empty compartment at the end of the train, followed by Ginny. Hermione opened a book to read, while Harry, Ron and Ginny started discussing about Quidditch. The landscape merely began to change from white houses with red roofs to green fields when the door of the compartment band open the three of the most unwanted persons entered: Draco Malfoy and his cronies Crabbe and Goyle. 'Have you lost your memory since last time Malfoy?' asked Harry, 'or you want another row of hexes and curses.' 'Don't be so optimistic Potter,' answered Draco, 'I just wanted to warn you that my father wasn't happy at all about what you did and may pay you a visit sometime along with their fathers,' he said pointing to Crabbe and Goyle. 'Well I'm surprised he hasn't come yet,' Harry answered defiantly, 'or is it that he was among the ones I had to curse last year when I wanted to go back to Hogwarts.'
Draco went even paler than usual. It was obviously a fact that Mr. Malfoy hasn't boasted with. 'It's your last year of life Potter,' he continued, 'enjoy it with your poor friend Weasel and your Mud-blood girlfriend.'
He had gone too far. Everybody stood up but he exited the compartment like nothing would have happened, living a death silence. 'I'm not planning to die very soon,' he told his friends that were looking at him very gloomy, 'so let's have some Chocolate Frogs,' he added going to buy some.
When he returned the atmosphere was once again cheering. Everybody started eating, Ron faster than everyone. 'I havn''ea' for a lon' time,' he said through a mouthful of chocolate. 'You can have the car',' told Harry, 'fo' you' collection.'
Harry took the card hoping it was a new one and enough it was, although a surprise to Harry. 'I can believe this!' he said. 'Who is it?' asked Hermione. 'Oh it's him,' answered Ginny after a quick glance, 'I have an entire collection of your photos,' she added blushing. 'How come I never knew I was on the Chocolate Frog cards,' asked Harry bewildered. 'Well, you are famous,' told him Hermione, 'so it isn't such of a surprise. Better read what does it say.'
Harry James Potter, the boy who lived, order of the Merlin, first class, order of the Phoenix, first class. Currently attending Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry where he is a Gryffindor Prefect and Captain of the Gryffndor Quidditch team, is famous for defeating He Who Must Not Be Named at the age of one year old. Harry Potter is also a talented Quidditch player and since his arrival at Hogwarts has done a lot of brave acts. In his first year he prevented the robbery of the Philosopher's Stone; in his second year he received a trophy for special services to the school for saving another students life and in his forth year he won the TriWizard Tournament.
Harry just stared at the card in his hands. It seemed impossible. 'I have the order of the Merlin, and the first class?' he asked. 'Remember Lockhart had third class,' said Ron. 'And they wanted to give Snape second class for capturing Sirius,' said Hermione also. 'So it shouldn't surprise you,' said both Ron and Hermione. 'OK, but what is the order of the phoenix?' asked Harry. 'Well I never ran across it in a book,' Hermione announced so I have no idea. 'It rings a bell to me,' declared Ron, 'but I cannot remember, maybe if I ask dad. I'll send him an owl.'
The journey to Hogwarts was off in no time and they could hear the distant call of Hagrid: 'Firs' years! Firs' years! Yeh present is watin' Harry!'
The weather couldn't have been more different since last time they saw Hogwarts. The wind was blowing so furious that Harry was surprised that the first years weren't lifted from the ground. However there wasn't a single drop of rain. It was all windy and dry.
The crowd of students poured through the Entrance Hall to the Great Hall where they each headed to their house table awaiting for the Sorting Ceremony. Once seated at the Gryffindor table Harry had a great shock. Sitting at the teachers' table was no other than Mrs. Figg, his old babysitter. He now realized what seemed so strange about her in Privet Drive: she was a witch. 'Look at the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor,' said Ron, 'I wonder who she is?' 'Mrs. Figg,' answered Harry. ''What did you say?' asked Ron. 'Her name is Arabella Figg,' Harry explained. 'How do you know?' Hermione asked. 'She is my old babysitter from Privet Drive.'
Ron and Hermione looked at him amazed. Just then Mrs. Figg waved at Harry who waved back. There were some people who looked curious upon seeing this, but just then professor McGonagall entered the Great Hall with the frightened first years. Soon enough the Sorting Hat began its song.
Even though shabby I look
And from the street took,
I am very gained
Because I've been trained
Of the four biggest
Wizards ever smartest,
Whom at Hogwarts founded
Four houses that sorted
Wizards and witches of great name
Whom in the world claimed,
The courage of Godric and the his bravery,
The kindness of Helga and her sympathy,
The wisdom of Rowena and her calm,
The cunning of Salazar and his charm.
Therefore, today I say,
If you are truthful or obey,
Maybe smart or steady.
So after you got ready
You only have to try me,
And I'll tell where to go, thy.
The Hall burst into applause and professor McGonagall began to read from a scroll of parchment. 'When I call your name step in front and put on the Sorting Hat.' 'Cronwood Abigail!'
A girl with short brown hair hurried towards the three-leg stool placing the Sorting Hat. 'Hufflepuff!' shouted the Hat almost immediately. 'Cumbert Amanda!'
This time went a girl with long curly red hair. The Hat shouted: 'Ravenclaw!' 'Fanterloy Andrew!'
A boy with light brown hair went to the stool, trying to remain calm although he seemed pretty nervous. 'Gryffindor!' shouted the Hat while Ron told Harry it was Fudge's nephew. 'Farely Elisabeth!'
A smug girl with blond hair and very pale skin walked forward looking very arrogant, that Harry knew right away what house it would suit her. True in no time the Hat shouted: 'Slytherin!'
The next Gryffindors were Christine del Ivory followed by her brother Daniel del Ivory. 'Kedu Pandora!'
This time went a girl that by the look you could definitely tell she was Egyptian. She had shoulder length jet black hair, fringe and dark eyes. Somehow she was sad. 'Slytherin!' the hat shouted, but the girl seemed rather resigned than happy and for a moment Harry thought he saw a glimpse of revenge in her eyes. The Sorting Ceremony went on until it reached the last student, Zee Jesse who turned out to be a Gryffindor.
Dumbledore stood up for his usual speech. 'Another year begins tonight and I'm sure it will be a memorable year, like all the ones you spent at Hogwarts. Before we proceed eating I have a few announcements to make. First of all the Quidditch House Cup will resume.'
Every house broke into applause at this news. 'Second of all, the new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher is professor Figg.'
There were polite applauses, Harry being the only one to clap especially hard. 'And speaking of defence,' added Dumbledore, 'there are here some people to assure the order in the castle, help the prefects and teachers and protect you in case of danger. They are:' and the door behind the teachers table opened and inside came, 'Remus Lupin, Alastor Moody and Mundungus Fletcher.'
Harry couldn't believe his eyes. Remus, one of his fathers best friends, returned to school and he surely had news from Sirius, Harry's godfather. Many people clapped hard, but not the Slytherins. 'I still have some small things to say,' Dumbledore continued, 'as nobody consulted the list of banned objects from Mr. Filch's office, it is now posted in the Entrance Hall for everybody to see. The Forbidden Forest is out of boundaries and so is Hogsmead for those under the third year. Good appetite!'
All of a sudden the tables were full with delicious food made by the un-tired house-elves and they all started eating. The first years Gryffindors were amazed by Nearly Headless Nick who had to show them how he became a phantom. Then suddenly Harry thought of something he never thought of before. 'Why do people become ghosts Nick?' he asked. 'Well I suppose the ones who have an unfinished job become ghosts so that they can finish that job,' Sir Nick answered. 'But what unfinished business had Myrtle?' asked Hermione remembering the sad phantom that haunts the girls bathroom on the second floor. 'Well she never accomplished her happiness,' said Nearly Headless Nick, 'ghost disappear when they had solved their business.' 'Then Myrtle will be here for a long time,' said Harry, 'because she is still sad.' 'Maybe you can cheer her up Harry,' said Ron taunting Harry.
When the feat was over the Prefects lead the new students to their common rooms. Harry gave the password to the Fat Lady (Anacadempsi!) and the portrait swung open revealing the Gryffindor common room. Harry showed the boys their new dormitory while Hermione the girls. None of them was up to a play of chess or Exploding Snap, so Harry, Ron and Hermione went to bed right away. 'It's good to be back hear,' Harry told Ron before laying his head on the pillow and fall asleep.