Chapter 12
A Note
"Here are your personality tests that you took. The answers are along with the answers you put in. I am assuming you all know how to dipher your answers. If you need help, all you need to do is ask," said Professor Conan as he passed the papers out. When he finally passed Harry the answer sheet. He immediately read what his personality is.
"You are very ambitious person with resources. You also have the tendency to block your emotions from others, perhaps in fear or for protecting others. Your protectiveness nature shows that you would need a defensive mechanism or an offensive one."
"You also have the trait of showing compassion to others, which is very good to have. You show a lot of humility and a modest person. You furthermore, have the tendency to hostility when it comes to sensitive issues. But you do try to be patient and not to hold grudges."
"Overall, you are a compassionate person who tries to achieve what you want to fulfill. Sometimes you let things away with the big picture and instead, focus on the smaller picture. At times, you relieve your anger by doing the things you love, but will regrow again if you do not resolve matters quickly."
"This test was diphered by an automatic-personality test charm so your professor won't read your results."
At the last part, Harry felt grateful 'At least no one knows of my results yet.' True, he didn't need anyone to read about his personality. He knew some of the results already, such as being compassionate. But he learned that he usually focuses on the smaller details instead of the big picture. Now that he thought back on it, it was true that he did. Harry looked up at Ron and Hermione who were still reading their results.
After they were finished, Ron had asked if he could read Harry's results.
"Not right now Ron, I think he wants to start," by he, he meant Professor Conan.
"Oh alright mate, after class?"
"I suppose," answered Harry.
After class, the trio exhanged their results with each other and read to themselves and exhanged again for the other one. Once they had finished reading under the birch tree by the lake. Hermione spoke up about what they read.
"I suppose there were some things we knew and some we didn't, but that was intresting."
"Yeah, I never knew that you would actually sacrifice your fears for something like becoming an owl. Well, I didn't actually think but I somehow knew that…" said Ron, thinking about a few things.
"And you Ron, I learned something new," said Harry, "I never thought you would be humble. In fact, I thought you were the oppiste."
"Ha, ha, funny Harry," said Ron, "and you mate, I didn't know you would be hiding your feelings from us. You do know we're your friends right?"
Harry sighed, 'That was something I was afraid of when you read the results . . .' thought Harry glumly.
"Yes I do Ron, but if I do, then I would be mad all the time, it will be unnatural if you two actually know, well, uncomfortable more like."
"Well, I assume Ginny will get hers when she gets back from Transfiguration class after lunch," said Hermione, pulling out a book from her bag which had read, "Asian cultures and their Dynasties".
"Hey Hermione," said Harry suddenly, after looking at the title of the book.
"Mm?"
"Why are you looking up Asian stuff lately? And those scribblings you - "
"It's not scribblings, I don't scribble, it's an language for a country in Asia. Anyways, I'm just fascinated by the cultures in Asia after an Ancient rune's lesson last year. Check this out," said Hermione, taking another book out of the book bag.
"These books are very popular in China, South Korea, Japan, and now in America. They are, in sense, comics. But some people call them mangas. This one is called 'Marmalade Boy' which is a very cute story about a girl and a boy. In any event, I have a pen pal from Japan. So that's why I'm writing in Japanese."
"Okay, so you're just intrested in Asia?" Hermione nodded. "I see, well, it's lunch now."
"Thank you!" exclaimed Ron, standing up.
"You could have said something," said Harry, also standing up while Hermione was packing her things back into the book bag. On the way back, he found Hagrid storming out of the Entrance Hall doors, the trio looked at each other curiously and asked Hagrid when he approached them.
"What's wrong Hagrid?" asked Hermione.
"Bloody hell, haven' yeh heard? We've got a note from Dumbledore!"
"What?" asked the three, widening in surprise.
"Where is he? Is he okay?" asked Ron.
"From wha' he said, he's fine. We jus' got information tha' someone's under You-Know-Who's control. He sai' tha' there are countries 'round the world 're bending towards Him through people in his service. No good at all," he started out strong then slowly slowed down his speech, heaving a sigh.
"Well Hagrid, don't worry, we will win," said Hermione, still not convinced of herself and looked at Harry. Who nodded to assure her, which worked for Hermione and smiled at Hagrid.
"I 'ope so 'Ermione," said Hagrid. "I'll be seeing yeh three later?"
"'Course Hagrid," replied Harry, Hagrid smiled, hapy that he was to have company. Then he went back to his hut down at the foot of the cliffs.
The trio went inside the castle, pondering the new info they had just reicieved from Dumbledore through Hagrid. Countries around the world were in Voldemort's favor and Harry already knew that there were spies for him, but under Imperius? As far as he knew, Voldemort had told his followers to take the curse off the students, who else was still cursed?
After they sat down and ate their lunch, Hermione said to Ginny that they had received their results. That Ginny should expect one today in Transfiguration.
"Oh, I had thought Professor Conan forgotten about the test. Well, it'll be interesting thing to read. I still say that mink is right for me."
"We all are keeping our forms even after we read the results," said Hermione. "We learned a few things about ourselves as well the others," she took a look at Harry.
"No, not here Hermione," said Harry, shaking his head.
"If you want, but I'll tell her about my results," she rambled on about her personality to Ginny during their lunch.
After lunch was over, and Ginny had gone to the class as well Mark attending his Defense Against the Dark Arts. Harry, Ron and Hermione went to the Library to read on some things, Foxes for Ron, Owls for Hermione, and the book Harry checked out from the restricted section for him. Hermione looked at Harry disprovingly, still not liking the idea of Harry reading dark material.
"Hermione, I'm not going to perform them for fun," said Harry irriated. Hermione puffed in annoyance and continued her research on tawny owls and recording important facts down on the parchment.
Harry was reading the page on Imperius curse, apparently the author seem to like this curse a lot because it has a really thorough depth on them. He realized that if a person was under imperius for extended period of time, the person may go insane. There was also another fact that the caster of these curses speak through the victim minds by their thinking and not necessarily verbally.
After about an hour of reading the book, Mark and Ginny came to the library from their lessons. Hermione closed the book on 'Tawny Owls: Skeletons and their wings.'
"Well?" she asked Ginny.
"Oh, my results," she said, taking the parchment out of the book bag and gave them to Hermione. She read the paper quickly and smiled faintly.
"That seems to be you Ginny, the part where it said that you are very dauntless about feelings are true, but I never knew you were the type to be cunning and private most of the time. I suppose we all learn something new about each other." She handed the results back to Ginny.
"What about you Ron? Harry?" Harry stopped reading his book, who had been listening to their entire conversation. He book marked his place with a piece of parchment and closed the book. He looked up at Ginny and went to find his results to have her look over. Ron was doing the same but more reculuant to share something with his sister.
"Here Ginny," said Harry, giving her the paper. She accepted it and read the parchment about his personality. Why he gave her the paper seemingly without a thought, he'd never know. Ron had given the paper to Mark who readily read the paper as well. Ginny had started reading on Ginny's results. Silence fell over the group, waiting for the three to finish.
"Wow," said Ginny, after finishing the paper.
"I can say the same about you Ginny," Harry said, giving the paper to Ron who took it. Mark exchanged the parchment with Ginny and began to read the results. After they were finished reading, Mark commented that a lot of Harry's personality wasn't surprising to him, whereas Ginny was surprised at Ron at one or two of his aspects.
"Well, I guess that take cares of everything now, I'll be going back to reading this book," he opened the book again to the spot where he stopped.
"Isn't that the same author you got from Knockturn Alley?" asked Mark.
"Yeah it is," replied Harry. "He's an excellent author. Describes everything in detail. Which is something I need because I really can't risk myself with the Death Eaters and Voldemort."
"Yeah, that's true," said Mark, pulling out the book on coyotes. The group had started reading on their animals except for Harry who had admitted that he needed new material for awhile before going back to cougars.
At twenty minutes until dinner, Harry switched his books to something on cougars. Hermione had suggested that they would ask Sirius to start on their training tonight or tomorrow. Harry wrote extra things on cougars in his notes. Harry learned that there was always something new to learn about the animal that he was reading on.
He figured that one of the markings of his form would include his famous scar. He would like that he didn't have that marking since it might give away his identity, or at least be very faint with all the fur. When Ron announced that they all should eat dinner, Harry put his things away into his bag as well as everyone put away theirs. The group walked back to the Great Hall to eat and then after dinner.
"Okay, I'm going to go get the mirror, I'll meet you all at the Room of Requirement."
"Oh that reminds me, I'll tell you later," said Hermione and they went their separate ways. Harry wondered what Hermione had wanted but shook off as she said she would tell him later. After getting the mirror from the dormitory, and came to Room of Requirement.
"What is it you want to tell me Hermione?" asked Harry, closing the door.
"Oh, I was just wondering if you are going to reinstate D.A?"
"Oh I don't know Hermione, we have a competent teacher this year," said Harry, heaving a sigh.
"Yes, well, you do know the war right? We just want to be prepared," said Hermione.
"What's a D.A?" asked Mark, confused.
"It's a secret society we came up with, Harry was our teacher for Defense Against the Dark Arts last year. Our fake teacher wouldn't teach us anything at all, or to even practice magic. And we couldn't just do nothing with Voldemort at our toes," explained Hermione. "Anyways, Harry, please? Can you think about it at least? Perhaps we can make it a real club?"
"No," said Ron at once. "Not with those slimy Slytherins."
"But Ron, we need to remember our inter-house relationships. Remember the sorting hat at the beginning of our fifth year?"
"Yes, something about standing as one, one as united or something," said Ron, agitated by the fact that Hermione remembers everything from books to speeches.
"Exactly, we need to invite the Slytherins too. Perhaps we might get some inside information?"
"Okay, okay, can we stop talking about D.A. for now, and do our Animagus training?" asked Harry, irked by the two of them.
"Sorry mate," said Ron. Harry shook his head slightly and brought out the mirror and spoke Sirius' name into it.
"Sirius?" Several seconds later, came Remus' face.
"Yes? Sirius' right here, so what's up?"
"Oh, we just wanted to get started on Animagus training. We all have our forms," said Harry.
"Oh? Well, what is it?"
"Mine's a cougar, as you already know, Mark's coyote, Ron's a fox, Ginny's a mink and Hermione's a tawny owl."
"Oh, intreresting variety there," commented Remus.
"Did you say that Ginny's a mink?" asked Sirius.
"Uh, yeah," said Harry, looking at Ginny. Who shook her head prefusely.
"Ah, and did anyone who had an different form but chose something else?" Harry again, looked at Ginny who mouthed the word.
'Fine, but don't tell of my original form,' she mouthed to Harry who nodded in understanding.
"What is it Harry? Well?"
"Ginny had something else, but she won't share it with you. Too embarrassing for her," said Harry.
"Ah, okay," said Sirius. "Well, what you need to do is start imagining their fur, or feathers in Hermione's case. If you can get an animal with their fur, as I said, is a bonus. But most of you, it is quite hard to get an animal as it is."
"Yeah, I've found something on describing cougar's fur, I don't know about the others though," Harry looked up at the others who nodded their heads. "I suppose the others have, as well."
"That's good, right now, you just need to focus your fur on every part of your being. I'm sorry Mark, but please do wait until the winter Holidays," said Remus. Mark's face fell into a frown, and lied back in his seat glumly. Harry looked at Mark and then back at Remus.
"Oh, and how's the Legal Guardian coming?" asked Harry.
"Ah, that," began Sirius. "The counselers have finally given in, and they are observing me to see if I'm fit to have you. Apparently you are a bit too special in everyone's eyes. Why they won't understand that James and Lily put me as your Godfather, I'll never understand."
"Mm, I see," said Harry, "well that's annoying. But you are doing good job right?"
"Yeah, according to Remus," he gave a sheepish look at Remus who shook his head.
"Yeah, considering," said Remus chuckling.
"I'll bet that's got to take a lot of effort from Sirius," said Harry, grinning.
"Well, I'll let you go, we have to eat dinner now. Molly's making her famous meatballs, good night," said Remus.
"Night Harry!" exclaimed Sirius. Then Harry saw the time, which was fifteen 'til seven and realized that he has Legillimency lessons with Professor Snape in little over an hour. He told his friends this and asked Mark to a secluded area. He needed a room where his friends won't listen to their conversation. The walls around Mark and Harry appeared.
"What the - " said Mark, taken aback from the walls appearing.
"I needed a room where they can't hear us, anyways, you can start your Animagus training with us. Just don't tell the others okay?"
"Really?" feeling privileged, "you will?" Harry nodded. "Great, I won't tell the others, so you will just tell me what I need to do next right?"
"Yeah, or overhear us when we do the training. You Idid/I hear about the fur part right?"
"Yeah, so I just need to start on that," said Mark.
"Okay, wipe the grin off your face or it'll look suspicous," said Harry dryly. Mark's face turned serious and Harry felt the need to leave the room and the door appeared. The two went out and found the others were waiting by them anxiously.
"What did you do that for?" asked Hermione.
"I had to talk to Mark about something, it's not really any of your buisness."
"Oh do act like that why don't you," said Hermione, sitting down in one of the sofa seats and seemingly to start on concentrating. The others had started on their concentration of having furs, feathers in Hermione's case. Suddenly Harry had an idea and opened his eyes.
"I just got an idea guys," said Harry, after ten minutes of silence.
"What?" the others asked the same time.
Harry thought about the needing to see a cougar, a fox, mink, coyote, and a tawny owl, how he needed to know their exact type of fur. Suddenly the said animals appeared in the room. Hermione shrieked as the tawny owl flew over her, a fox ran under a table. The cougar prowled around in the room quietly, as well as coyote staring at the teenagers, the mink scampered about the room.
"H-Harry, this is a great idea!" exclaimed Ginny, standing up towards mink which immediately came to her. She petted the small animal and grinned at Harry. "This is great!"
". . . I stand by what I said, this room never cease to amaze me . . . " said Hermione breathlessley as she held out for the owl to land on her arm. Who had complied her wishes as the owl soared through the air to Hermione.
After each of them (except for Mark) had felt their animal form counterparts, and commit that to their memory. Harry said that they should study the fur every day to really get the feeling and to memorize the fur type fully.
"I suppose you are right Harry, but why does Mark have the coyote?" asked Hermione suspiciously. Mark wasn't touching his animal, but rather studying from a distance.
"To keep him entertained," replied Harry, petting the cougar. Hermione said nothing more on the matter, and studied her tawny owl, and recording more notes on them.
"Hermione, you don't need to record how you feel the owl," said Ron irriated by the scatching on the parchment.
"Oh yes I do Ron, I would do the same thing if I were you, what if you want to remember something during the class? At lunch, or back in the common room? I doubt we can bring the animals out of here."
Ron, Harry noticed, grew red in the face, but petted the fox nontheless. Harry had to admit that Hermione was right, and he quietly got his parchment of notes on cougar and began recording the new information he found on cougar. When he looked up a little while later and found Ron's angry face at him.
"So, you're writing the notes down too?" said Ron irked.
"It's for my own good, I'd say the same for you Ron," Ron grumbled and Ginny found herself writing and recording the notes as well.
"Fine, I give up!" Ron exclaimed, throwing his hands in the air and taking his quill, ink and parchment out. Hermione gave herself a small smile, glad that she had got everyone to write down their findings on the animal. Harry, at the corner of his eye spotted Mark quietly petting coyote while everyone else was busy with their own animal and grinned to himself. Oh yes, the two of them would have done well in Slytherin.
As the group studied the animal, and attending classes, Steptember milled into October, and the Hogsmeade was approaching. Hermione came up to Harry in the common room two days before Hogsmeade.
"Harry?"
"Yes?" replied Harry, looking up from the notes he had collected over the weeks on cougar.
"I, I was wondering if you are going to reinstate D.A? We can do the first meeting in Hogsmeade like we did last year. Ha-have you thought about making it an offical club?"
Harry didn't say anything for a moment, wondering what the answer will be. Then he shrugged in answer, "I don't know Hermione, Malfoy will mess things up if he joins. But other than that, well, I don't see the problem."
"Great! I'll talk to Professor McGonagall now about it," exclaimed Hermione.
"What, now?" asked Harry, taken aback from the suddeness.
"Of course, if we want to be able to put up notices for the first meeting. We can do a little test of who is, well, worthy to be in our club. Such as eliminating Malfoy, but we have to do it the appropriate way to do it."
"How about inviting all of the old members of the club and vote new members in with them and us?" piped up Ron.
"Oh that's a good idea Ron, at least we can do it properly, but I think we should remind everyone of the House Inter-relations so the Slytherins can join. I heard that not Ievery one of them/I turn bad you know. It can be a great asset if we do get one Slytherin from there"
"I suppose you're right Hermione," said Harry, thinking. He had remembered what Hagrid had said in the summer before his first year. Nearly all go bad in Slytherin. Also the fact that Wormtail was from Gryffindor, and that a Death Eater can be from any house. Slytherin just tend to be the bad apple of the lot at school Then he remembered the note that Dumbledore had given to Hogwarts, there are spies who are under Voldemort's control so it could be anyone, anywhere. How would Harry trust anyone? Harry then nodded again about having a good asset if they have a Slytherin in D.A.
"But it'll be tricky," said Harry.
"Yeah, the other future Death Eaters will want to get them," said Ron, glaring slightly. Hermione and Harry nodded, and noticed that Mark was listening in on the conversation.
"Oh don't worry Mark, we'll get you in the club," said Hermione, realizing of the newest screening process they're going to use. "Most of us know you already and since everyone knows about us, so you'll be okay."
"Oh good," exhaled Mark, relieved that he has a superb chance of joining the club.
"So, you going to do it Harry?" asked Hermione tentatively.
"Oh, I don't see what's the dilemma here," said Harry, grinning, and Hermione grinned in excitement.
"I'll go find Professor McGonagall!" said Hermione, climbing out of the protrait hole. Harry looked at Ron, who chuckled and shook his head slightly. Then Ron caught Harry watching him, and gave him a furtive look.
"What?" asked Ron.
"Oh nothing," replied Harry, chuckling to himself and climbed the dormitory stairs to their dorm.
Next day, without a doubt, Hermione had kept her word, the posters about D.A. went up on the notice board. However, he did not feel at all pleased when he saw a huge crowd clamoring over the supposed new club. Dean went up to Harry, with a questioning look.
"Why didn't you tell us about this?"
"Don't worry Dean, I'm calling the old members tonight before tomorrow about something, I'm gonna use the gold coin, but I don't know if that will be much help…"
"Oh, I'll spread the word to other original members then," offered Dean.
"Thanks," Harry had taken the charmed gold coin and set the time to 7 tonight for the original members. Then he looked up again and saw the crowd grew larger and sighed. He went down to breakfast with Ron and Mark. Hermione was no where to be seen, and Ginny had taken off to the library before breakfast.
Then Harry realized today, one of the classes included the Slytherins and mentally groaned. He was going to have to face Malfoy, and no doubt he would comment about the club.Harry realized he should have read what exactly was on the notice, and excused himself from the table and went to the notice board outside next to the Great Hall entrance doors. He quickly read the poster which reads:
Official New club Created: D.A.
Only members will know the true name of the Club
Do you want to be taught futher in Defense against the Dark Arts? Are you struggling in trying to hex someone but can't jinx a toad? Or you are interested in knowing more about the Defense club and learn new curses and protective charms. Then this club is for you, come to the second floor at Hog's head tomorrow at one. As for the first and second years, the meeting will be held next week on Thursday, this is also for anyone who are unable to come to the Hogsmeade tomorrow on Saturday. The meeting will be held in the Great Hall after dinner.
We also stress that you may not have the chance to join the club, seeing it is a private club. But that should not prevent anyone from joining, since we are not basing on how well you do, but by other means which will not say in here or it will ruin the purpose of the elimination process.
Note: Original members, we will be keeping the same leader, unless someone wants to nominate someone else, and don't forget the important item with you at all times.
I hope to see you all at Hogsmeade and next Thursday!
Harry felt better that she didn't mention his name at all, sasitified, he went back in the Great Hall and found himself being splattered by mash potatos in the face. Wondering what's going on, and noticed that he heard many shouts and laughters along with some splattering of food. He concluded that there was a food fight and the Professors must be trying to control the students. Harry wiped the food stuff of with his cleaning charm. Then he got the full view of the Great Hall.
He had only stepped outside for one minute, and a full riot was on. He saw that Professor McGonagall was desperately trying to stop the food fight. Annoyed, Harry cast the Sonorus charm on his throat and 'shouted to everyone'.
"HEY! IF YOU DON'T STOP THIS, I WILL PERSONALLY SEE TO THAT YOU DON'T JOIN THE LATEST CLUB!" The Great Hall fell silent and few splattering was still made but gradually came to a stop. Irked by their behavior, he asked to someone who was willing to answer.
"WHAT HAPPENED IN HERE? SOMEONE TELL ME OR I'LL DO SOMETHING DRASTIC!"
"Harry, no," said Ron faintly, covered in pancakes and syrup. "T-the Slytherins started it mate."
"Yeah, it was the slimy Slytherins!" said a first year Gryffindor. "Someone threw a pancake at me, and I retialated . . . " he had started out strong but grew weaker in his voice. Harry sighed and looked to Professor McGonagall. Who only simply stared at him, perhaps for getting control of the Great Hall.
"THIS IS MAKING ME SICK," with that, he left the Great Hall, closing the doors with a loud bang. He walked down the corridor and stopped at the library and found Ginny there. He went over to her and sat down. "WH-CRAP," Harry had forgotten to take the charm off his voice, but the damage was done. Madam Pince stood up so fast that several of her books went flying, Ginny sat up startled by the loudness of the voice as well as scaring the other students in the library.
"POTTER! KEEP IT DOWN!" she hissed at him, and Harry did a quick Quietus charm to his voice.
"I'm sorry Madam Pince, but I had forgotten.."
"Wait, was that you yelling from the Great Hall?" she asked suspicously.
"Yeah, that must've been me, there was a food fight going on and professors were trying to stop. So, I helped, it worked I guess."
"I see, well, do try and not forget that next time with the charm, I do not need a repeat of this," she went back to her desk, reorganizing her books. Harry mentally groaned again, and laid his head onto the table in front of him, tired, and wanting the day to be over already.
"What's wrong Harry?" asked Ginny.
"Well, besides the food fight and the D.A? I just want the day to be over already . . . Is it over yet?"
"Sorry but no Harry, but the only thing that seems to pass the time is reading, don't you agree?"
"Yeah . . . it does pass time quickly," agreed Harry, picking up a book Ginny had out. "You're reading on the South American wizards and witches?"
"Yeah, it's a research I have to do for History of Magic," replied Ginny dully.
"Oh, well, at least this one is modern, modern history are interesting, sometimes ancient ones can be interesting. But anyways, sorry for interrupting," said Harry, getting up from the table.
"Thanks, I'll see you at seven tonight right? The meeting," said Ginny. Harry nodded in affirmation and left the library.
After lunch, Harry had potions class with the Slytherins and Professor Snape wasn't in yet. Harry got his things out to get ready for the class to begin. He saw that Malfoy was coming toward him.
"What Malfoy?" asked Harry, setting the 'Advanced Potions and their uses' on the table in front of him, next to the cauldron.
"Just be quiet Potter, you obviously know how to get pass the elimination process in that club of yours. Now tell me or I will hex you."
"Try me," said Harry coldly, not looking at him at all but focusing on reading his potions assignment he had done. But before Harry knew it, Malfoy hurled a hex at Harry.
"Inflingo!" Harry felt the blow to his jaw as if he was being punched with a steel hand and when spinning backwards out of his seat and into the wall with a lout groan. "Heh, do you like that P-" Before he could finish the sentence, three Gryffindors hexed him with the Pastry Head Charm (which turns the head into a desert, in Malfoy's case, a chocolate cake), Knocking Enemy Hex( knocking Malfoy away with small force) and Grow Hot Charm which causes a person to have a fever suddenly. At the end, Malfoy came in a much worse condition than Harry was in. Then Professor Snape came in and noticed the crowd around the two on the floor.
"What's the meaning of this?" asked Professor Snape imperturbable.
"Sir, Harry was hexed by Malfoy," Hermione began.
"No, it was Potter that hexed him first!" said Pansy, glaring.
"I don't want to hear explantions, I want to know why you are all out of your seats when I came here," said Severus Snape, getting Malfoy off the floor. "Apparently that you two will have detention again, this time, together.' Harry widened his eyes in shock, and then anger.
"But sir - !"
"No Potter, ten points from Gryffindor for speaking to me like that, now get in your seats and you better be in them when I come back from the Wing." Wiith that, he left with Malfoy who could not speak or see since his head had become a cake. Harry groaned silently, knowing that he had gotten himself more detentions, this time, with Malfoy of all people.
When Professor Snape returned from the Wing. He had told them what potion they were brewing today and that the directions, again, on the board. While he was making the Awake Draught, which helps keep people awake for extra five hours, he recorded the uses of the ingredient and why they are essetntial to the potion. He kept working until the bell rang and packed away his things and Professor Snape cooly calls him to stay behind. The Sltytherins grinned evilly while the Gryffindors and Ravenclaws were not.
When Hermione last left the room, Severus closed the door with his wand and motioned Harry to come closer for them to speak.
"Potter, I need you to tell me what you did to Mr. Malfoy, Poppy cannot sort the Pastry hex you put on him."
"Professor, it wasn't me, he knocked me into the wall and I couldn't do anything. I think one of the classmates hexed Malfoy," said Harry, defending himself.
"Nevermind that, just find the counter for this hex! Now, get out," said Severus and Harry grumpily left the room and closed the door. D.A. meeting was tonight Harry realized and sighed. It's a long day….
Then the time finally came for the D.A. meeting at seven p.m. Harry had arrived an hour earlier because he had to get things together, and also because he had nothing else to do. When he came up to the front of his old members from last year and grinned slightly.