Harry Potter and the Gem of the Oracle
KyleGranger342
Chapter Seven
Threats and Notes
A few days later, Harry woke up to find Angelina Johnson's head hovering over his.
"Wake up, silly," she said excitedly, "We have a practice. You wake up Ron while I go get Ginny. We'll meet you down in the locker rooms."
Harry closed his eyes as he yawned; when he opened them, she was gone. He got up and walked over to Ron's four-poster bed where he was snoring loudly while hugging one of his extra pillows. Harry tapped him lightly. No respond from Ron at all. Harry tapped him harder. Ron's lip was the only part to respond.
"Ron!" Harry whispered. Ron jumped as he opened his eyes to find Harry.
"Harry! What's going on? What's up?" Ron asked looking around the room for any sign of danger.
"Nothing, Ron," Harry replied. "We have Quidditch practice!" Ron's face filled with glee as he jumped out of bed. The two of them changed into their practice robes and met the rest of the team down in the Gryffindor locker room.
"It's about time the two of you showed up," Angelina said strictly. "We were going to start without you."
The two boys took a seat on the bench. Harry sat down next to Ginny and kissed her good morning. Harry looked around the room. It was nice to see everybody back except Fred and George were replaced by Jack Sloper and Andrew Kirke. Everyone seemed to be tired and was upset that Angelina woke them up without giving them a warning about a practice.
Angelina continued to babble on about how she wants the team to do their best this year and that if they didn't win the house cup, she screwed up as a captain. Harry did notice something. There were eight people sitting around the locker room, but there were only seven positions on a Quidditch team.
"Angelina?" Harry called, "Why do you need me and Ginny?" Everyone turned around to see that there were two seekers, but only one could play.
"Glad you asked that Harry. I have decided that in the event your grades go down and or your detentions go up, Ginny will be your backup since you will not be able to play in either of the incidents. So Ginny will be training with us."
"I see," Harry said. He turned to Ginny and smiled. She smiled back brightly, somewhat blushing.
"Well, today I would like to scrimmage a bit and that will be all for the day. Our game schedules have not yet been published, but it isn't to early to start practicing," Angelina said. "Alright! Lets get out there!" She lifted her whistle to her lips and blew hard.
The team made there way out on the field. Harry could recognize Hermione and Colin Creevey sitting up in the stands. Colin, of course, had his camera with him to take pictures. The team eventually mounted their brooms and took off into the sky.
After practice, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny went up to the castle to get some breakfast. Many of the students were still waking up since Angelina had them going at five thirty. The current discussion of Gryffindor sixth years was what they heard about the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, whom of which they were meeting in less than an hour.
"I heard that he works for the American Ministry as a spy," Dean whispered.
"Pavarti told me that she's a werewolf like Lupin was," Seamus hinted.
Ron butted in on the conversation, "Do you know if it's a man or a woman?" Both of the boys shrugged their shoulders.
"It's a man," Hermione informed them, becoming annoyed with their rumors. The fifth year students finished their breakfast before departing for their Defense class. They found the Slytherins waiting outside the locked door to the classroom.
Ginny was holding Harry's hand as they walked up to them. Draco Malfoy took notice to this. Harry kissed Ginny on the cheek and she left to go to her class.
Draco approached Harry, laughing in a low tone. "Potter, can't believe you would sink so low as to date a Weasel," Draco said. "For the 'Boy Who Lived' I'm surprised your not dating a celebrity. You're rich aren't you? I'm guessing your just going out with her to help her family pay the bills."
Both Ron and Harry's faces turned red with anger.
"That is the last straw!" Harry shouted. He took his wand out from his robes and stuck it up to Draco's chin. Draco was against the wall quivering with fear. "I have put up with you for six years and I'm getting really tired of all the shit you give me!" The Slytherins backed away not knowing what to do. Harry lifted his wand and began to say a curse to put upon Draco, when a hand from behind grabbed him and pulled him back.
"I sure hope I did not see what I thought I just saw," said the man. "A student threatening another student. This one I will let slide, but the next threat I see out of either of you it will be a detention with Filch." The man said strictly. "Now, everybody inside." The professor waved his wand and the door in front of them opened and they all began to assemble into the classroom. Harry and Draco each took a seat far away from each other.
The professor continued his way to the front of the class room and walked up the stairs to his office for a moment before returning. This guy puts you in mind of an industrious beaver. He has narrow blue eyes. His fine, curly, medium-length hair is the color of ivory, and is worn in a complex, attractive style. He has a graceful build. His skin is white. He has a wide chin. His wardrobe is simple.
"Welcome to Defense Against the Dark Arts, Year Six everyone!" he said. "My name is Professor Donovan Phithill. Before we start, I'm going to lay down some ground rules for you." He cleared his throat. "One: no doing what those two boys did outside. I do not like fights. I hate dealing with them. Two: No passing notes. If I see you doing it, I will read it in front of the class and take thirty house points. Three: please refrain from gum chewing, nail biting, knuckle cracking, hair twirling, etc, etc, etc."
The students stood there in shock. 'What is up with this guy?' Harry thought. He looked down at his books and noticed that the ribbon hanging out of one of his books had changed colors. Harry smiled and slowly brought that book to the top of the pile without the professor knowing. He opened the book and saw that it was from Ginny. It read:
Hey Sweetie
How's the new professor? Is he good? Bad? What?
What was going on between you and Draco after I left? He said you and Draco got into a fight and it scared me half to death. You never know what Draco is capable of.
Well I gotta get back to my potion making. See you after class.
Harry closed the book and the ribbon faded back to its original color. He then looked back up at his teacher who was still making his speech.
"Well that is about it. You guys are dismissed. We will start working on stuff next class. Have a good day!" he said as he disappeared to his office.
Ron and Hermione met Harry in the back of the classroom.
"He seems okay," Hermione said. "Nothing to suspect from him so far."
"What do you mean?" Ron asked.
"Every Defense Against the Dark Arts professor has had a huge impact on each of our years. First year: Quirrell, second year: Lockhart, third year: Lupin, fourth year: Mad Eye slash Barty Crouch, fifth year: that bitch Umbridge. There's got to be something up with him."
Hope you enjoyed the new chapter. Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I'm trying to finish up a lot of stories. Some I'm even deleting. Please review. Be sure to check out the next chapter which includes Harry's first animagi lesson.
