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Chapter 7- Repetitive Lessons

The next day, Harry was leaving Charms when Professor McGongall came up to him.

"Potter..."

"Yes, Professor?" Harry asked, confused.

"Professor Dumbledore wanted me to find you. He said that you need to go to his office after your last class, which I now see is done. The password this year is 'Fizzing Whizbees.' That is all. You may go now." she said.

Harry turned to leave, but McGonagall stopped him. "And make sure no one sees you entering his office," she told him, then left.

Harry made his way to Dumbledore's office, and came upon the familiar gargoyle statue. He checked to see if anyone was around, and in a loud whisper said, "Fizzing Whizbees." The gargoyle came to life, stepped aside, and allowed Harry onto the staircase. He climbed up it, came to the door that led to the office, and knocked.

"Come in!" Harry heard a voice say from inside. He opened the door and stepped inside. The office was very familiar , there were still the shiny gizmos, (A/N: I LOVE that word... hehe, sry for the interruption.) many books, and even the sword that Harry had found in his second year. Fawkes, Dumbledore's pet phoenix, was on the stand by his desk.

"Hello there, Harry," said a voice from behind him. Harry turned around to see Dumbledore above him on a ladder, putting away a book. "I was just putting away a book I had finished last night. I had fallen asleep right after I finished the last page," he chuckled.

"That's very nice, Professor, but could you possibly tell me why I was sent here?" Harry asked.

"Yes, yes, of course, of course. You see, with the threat of Voldemort ever growing, I assume you realize that certain there are certain measures needed to be taken in order to keep him 'out of your head.'"

Harry nodded.

"As you also may notice, Harry, I still cannot look you directly in the eye, because of what had happened last year. This is why I want you to continue your Occulmency lessons with Professor Snape."

"But why SNAPE of all people? Why not you?" Harry demanded.

"Safety precautions," explained Dumbledore calmly.

Harry sighed and sat down in a chair by Dumbledore's desk. Things always seemed to happened to him, and he was getting pretty tired of it. He sat there for a few minutes until Dumbledore said, "That was all I needed you for, Harry. You may go back to your common room now. But since it is getting late, how about going to the Great Hall for dinner instead? And also, your first lesson is tomorrow night."

Harry left the office, and although he was not hungry, he headed down to the Great Hall anyway. He knew he could find Ron, and maybe Hermione, there. When he got there, Ron called out, "Oi, Harry, you alright?"

Hermione piped up, "Yeah, you look a little off."

Harry sat down next to Ron, and said in a whisper, "Dumbledore wants me to continue my Occulmency lessons again this year with Snape."

"It is probably for the best, even though you don't like the idea," Hermione commented.

Both Harry and Hermione looked over at Ron, who had his mouth full of food.

"Sorry, did you say something?" he asked, looking quite confused.

Hermione rolled her eyes. "Harry's just said that Dumbledore told him he must continue his Occulmency lessons again."

Ron pulled a face. "With Snape?" Harry nodded. "Sorry mate," Ron said, then going back to his food.

Harry slept horribly that night. Dreams of Snape finding out every little detail about him, and turning him into many different animals. He woke with a start. Then he remembered something, 'That must have been what Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were talking about. It all fits. I couldn't be the only person taking Occlumency. And it is probably more than just a safety precaution,' he reassured himself. He fell back asleep, feeling much better than he had earlier that day.

"Potter, it is also my displeasure to be in a classroom with you after everything is done, but TRY HARDER! And STOP USING YOUR WAND!!!" Snape screamed at Harry for the fourth time that night. It was his first Occlumency lesson, and Snape had already lost his temper. Everything that Harry had tried to remember from last year had completely disappeared. "Ready, now I'm going to try this again on the count of three. One, two, three!" Snape burst into Harry's mind, and it seared with pain. He tried blocking out every memory he could, but Snape was too strong.

"EXPELLARMIUS!" Harry shouted, knocking Snape off his feet. "Sorry, professor."

"It looks like we're done today, Potter. Come back tomorrow, and you'd better have improved."

Harry walked back to the portrait of the Fat Lady, said the passoword, "Desperoddis," walked into the Gryffindor common room, and sat down on a char, exhausted.

"How was your lesson, Harry?" Hermione asked.

"Exhausting, I can't remember a single thing from last year," he replied.

"That's not good, mate. But I know something even worse," Ron said.

"What?" Harry asked, sitting up.

"Katie's just resigned from Quidditch captain," he said solemnly.

Sorry I made you guys wait for such a long time for this story to be updated. Is this a good apology? lol I'm just kidding. I'm going on vacation (again!!) in a week or so... and when I go I'll try to work on one of my stories!!! Please R/R!! -ShortStuff10