A/N: I'm soooooooo sorry! I know I haven't updated in ages, and I'm a horrible person! I'm going to start spending more time on this story, start writing chapters again. Thank you for all the reviews even though I never update, I have been reading them. So as a thank you and a sorry, here are 3 chapters. Enjoy!
I've been getting a few questions about things in the story, so here are some answers!:
Draco Malfoy will be in the story really soon! He'll be playing a fairly big part in this fic. As for all the D/Hr shippers, watch this space!
As for couples, I'm not giving anything away-sorry! You'll just have to wait and see!
Someone mentioned the fact that Trelawney wouldn't be the Divination teacher if she'd never said the prophecy. Very well spotted, but that's not a mistake. I'll give you a moment to think about that...
Just one final note. Some people have made suggestions for future chapters, which I'm afraid I can't include. I've written up to chapter 24 already, have up to chapter 35 in note form, and the rest is all planned in my head! There's no turning back now, but thanks for your opinions anyway!
Chapter 10- Surprises
The next few days flew by to Harry, and before he knew it, it was Friday.
Friday meant Transfiguration, followed by potions, followed by Care of magical creatures. Harry was glad he didn't have History of magic. Since Tuesday, Harry had had it once more. He'd not left the classroom this time. He'd managed to occupy himself with his work, and not meet Riddle's eyes.
The trio had discussed the Riddle matter, and decided to see how things went. If Dumbledore in this world trusted Riddle, they figured they should too. Hermione had suggested talking to Dumbledore about it, but that meant confessing and going home. Harry didn't want to leave yet, so they decided to momentarily ignore their prior knowledge. After all, Riddle wasn't bad in this world.
Another thing Harry had today, was Quidditch practice. He was particularly looking forward to this. He told himself it was because he loved flying, but he knew it was partly another reason. Ginny. Harry hadn't had any more friendly encounters with her since in the hospital wing.
The Marauders strolled towards the Transfiguration room, closely followed by Lavender, Parvati and Hermione.
The door was open, so they wandered in and took their seats, just as McGonagal began the lesson.
'Today we will be transfiguring stones into flowers.' McGonagal explained. 'If you turn to page 82 in your books, you will find a choice of different flower spells. I suggest that today you work on something simple, perhaps daisies. You may begin.'
Harry looked at his book, and decided to go with McGonagal's suggestion. He took out his wand, and began at his stone.
Towards the end of the lesson, most people had made progress. The majority of the class had something which resembled a daisy. Some people had been more adventurous, and had produced dandelions.
Harry had managed to make a nicely formed daisy, though the petals weren't as white as he would have liked. Hermione had produced a whole pile of perfect daisies and Dandelions, with a few violets. Ron, on the other hand, had worked on something special.
'A rose!' Hermione smiled, from the table behind him. 'Ron, It's beautiful!'
'For you.' Ron charmed, turning round in his chair to hand her the rose with a smile.
'Thank you.' She smiled, going a little bit red. She noticed a few girls staring nastily at her, so she put the rose down on her table.
'Did you make that rose, Miss Granger?' McGonagal asked.
'Oh no.' Hermione said. 'Ron did. He gave it to me.'
'Of course.' McGonagal grinned, knowingly. 'Very good work Mr Weasley.'
The trio's next lesson, Potions, was much like the last. This lesson they were brewing a potion to give someone the hiccups. This was all well and good, until it was time to get rid of the hiccups, then they had a problem. Several people started jumping out of cupboards to scare others, and some were drinking water while staying in a handstand. Neither method worked.
In Care of Magical Creatures, they continued to study unicorns. This lesson, most of the class were able to feed a unicorn, but nobody managed to ride one.
'It doesn't matter.' Lupin had reassured them. 'Unicorns aren't very tame, and not many people can ride them. We'll come back to it later in the year.'
Before they knew it, lessons were over. Harry was relieved. He loved going to lessons, but he wanted to save some energy for Quidditch practice.
The trio slumped in front of the fire for a while, before the boys headed to the Quidditch pitch.
'I am bushed!' Ron exclaimed, stretching his arms with a yawn.
'Well you'd better wake up.' Harry warned. 'I wont go easy on you, just because you're tired.'
'You tired ickle Ronnikins?'
Seamus and Dean were close behind Harry and Ron. They waited for them to catch up.
'As a matter of fact, I am.' Ron said, ignorantly.
'You'll be alright when you get up there.' Dean reassured him. 'Nothing like a ride on a broomstick to wake you up.'
'Hmmm...' Harry murmured, absent mindedly.
When they arrived, the other members of the team were waiting outside, dressed up in their Quidditch robes.
There was Erin, Ginny, and a rosy blonde girl Harry didn't know. He recognized her from somewhere, but couldn't place her.
The boys changed quickly, and joined the girls on the pitch. They did a few warm up laps, some passing drills, and they were off.
Harry found that Erin was an excellent flyer, and the best on the team after him. Ginny flew better than Harry remembered, and she was very graceful and beautiful to watch. Seamus and Dean's flying wasn't excellent, but they worked well as a team, which made up for it.
The blonde girl turned out to be a good flyer. She was fearless. She did all sorts of dives and twirls to dodge players, and catch the quaffle. Harry was quite impressed with her, and wondered who she was. She'd never tried out for Gryffindor in the old world.
Harry's questions were answered at the end of practice.
'Well I am pooped.' Erin sighed, plonking herself on a chair in the changing room.
'Same here.' Ginny said, brushing her hair in the mirror. 'Shall we head back? It's almost time for dinner.'
'Sounds good to me.' The blond girl said, pickling up her bag. 'Lets go.'
Harry watched Ginny leave the room, her golden red hair flowing behind her.
'When's our first match?' Seamus asked Harry, knocking him out of his day dream. 'Isn't it against Slytherin?'
'Dunno mate.' Harry said, taking off his boots.
'I think it's in about a month.' Dean said. 'But I'm not sure who we're playing. Not that it matters. We could take on any team.'
'I wish I had your confidence.' Ron sighed. 'I'm going to take a shower. I'll meet you in the Great hall for dinner.'
Harry finished changing, before grabbing his bag and heading for the door. As he passed the bench, something caught his eye. It was a blue diary. Harry picked it up and examined it.
'Someone left their diary?' Dean asked, peering over Harry's shoulder.
'That's Daisy's.' Seamus said, looking at the book. 'She must have forgotten it.'
'Oh.' Dean said. 'She flew really well tonight, didn't she Harry?'
'Yea.' Harry agreed, thinking back to the blonde chaser. 'She was brilliant.'
Harry examined the book. It was baby blue, and old looking. He opened the front cover to reveal a name: Daisy A Longbottom.
Harry met Hermione in the Great Hall, and was soon joined by Seamus, Dean and Erin, then finally Ron.
They discussed a number of different things over dinner, each more interesting than the next. As the conversation was rather loud, Harry had managed to quietly tell Ron and Hermione about Daisy. They were surprised that Neville had a sister, but guessed Neville was in the same situation as Harry. In the old world, both of them had no siblings as they had no parents who were able have them. Harry wondered if this Neville appreciated Daisy, as much as Harry knew the old Neville would.
Gradually dinner drew to a close, and desert was brought out. Harry smiled. He wasn't sure why, but even the food seemed to taste nicer in this world.
Harry chose some strawberry cheese cake, but Ron had opted for éclairs. He lifted the plate of chocolate éclairs, and offered one to Hermione with a smile. She took the smallest one, but Ron didn't comment today. Several girls further down the table glared at the pair, who shifted in their seats uncomfortably.
'What's up with them?' Ron whispered in Harry's ear.
'I dunno.' Harry said. 'They seem to be continually giving you the evils.'
'It's me they're glaring at.' Hermione explained, not sounding as if she cared. 'Me, Parvati and Lavender were talking with them the other day. They barely spoke a word to me.'
'They need to sort it out.' Ron said, shaking his head.
Before they knew it, dinner was finished. Pleasant conversation filled the Hall once more, but was soon stopped when Dumbledore rose from his chair.
'I have an announcement to make.' He said with a smile. 'This year we will be holding a Christmas ball. I know we don't normally have a ball till Valentines Day, but I have decided to make this year an exception to the rule. The ball will be held the day before the Christmas holidays, and dress robes will be worn. Thank you.'
Excited chatter filled the hall again.
'I don't believe we have a ball so early.' Dean exclaimed. 'I have to start selecting my date!'
'I wonder how many I'll have to turn down this year.' Seamus said, pulling a fake thinking face. 'Last year I had to turn down 14 girls.'
'That's nothing!' Dean said. 'Last year I turned down 19 girls, and two boys!'
The whole group burst out laughing.
'Balls are a pain.' Ron said, on a negative note. 'I hate having to ask girls.'
'But that won't be a problem this year, will it?' Seamus stated. 'I mean, you'll go with Hermione.'
'Yea.' Dean said. 'She's your girlfriend after all.'
DUN DUN DUN. I bet you didn't see that coming...readers all roll their eyes Oh well... Now review! Do it now!!!