Here's part three, read, enjoy and review please!
Harry looked dumbstruck. Ron looked worried. Hermione looked perplexed and Lizzie was confused by the silence and the looks between the trio.
"What's wrong?" Lizzie inquired. Ron and Hermione stayed quiet, not knowing what to say. Harry started to mutter to himself.
"Not again, not now, not the Dementors. He is sending them." Hermione interrupted Harry muttering and turn to Lizzie.
"Which charm did you use to fight them off?" she asked politely.
"The patronus charm, I don't think you would have heard of it though, it's complex magic." Lizzie answered. Ron dropped his jaw again. Harry looked up at Lizzie.
"You know the patronus charm?" Lizzie responded with a nod, "what form is yours?"
Lizzie looked curiously at Harry and realised that they must know what the charm also, she smiled and replied "A stag." Again Ron, Hermione and Harry look shocked to the core, Harry brought a big gleam on his face and said
"That's funny, mine's a deer."
Time passed quickly and soon The Hogwarts Express pulled up in Hogsmeade Station, as soon as the students started to scramble off the train a familiar voice began to shout.
"Firs' years, o'er ere!"
Harry walked over to say hello, followed by Ron, Hermione and Lizzie. They said their hellos and introduced Lizzie to Hagrid.
"Nice ter meet yer Lizzie." Hagrid said taking Lizzie's hand and shaking it vigorously. Lizzie responded with a smile and happily said
"You too."
Hagrid smiled through his dark beady eyes and bellowed over their heads "Firs' years, this way!" then, he looked down at the four of them and whispered, "You'd better be off." The four nodded, turned away and joined to drifting crowd of students going towards the horseless carriages.
The journey from the station to Hogwarts castle was a bumpy and miserable one, Lizzie couldn't wait to see what the castle looked like and then she saw it. It was immense, bigger then she ever imagined. With its many turrets and towers and the light gleaming through all the windows it looked, well, magical. Lizzie gazed at it for a long time. Ron noticed this, tapped her on the shoulder and simply said, "It is as good as it looks." Lizzie felt relieved at Ron's comment and she thought to herself that she was going to be happy here at Hogwarts.
The sorting hat had been and gone with it's marvellous poem that it re-sites every year and up at the teachers table were familiar faces, including Professor McGonagall, head of Gryffindor and transfiguration teacher, Professor Flitwick, the charms teacher and the dreaded potions teacher Professor Snape. Ron, Hermione and Harry all despised Snape for his constant biast view towards his own house, Slytherin, and for his hate towards Harry. Ron noticed a new face amongst the teachers, she was a young looking woman with thick-rimmed black glasses and long flowing jet-black hair. Harry had noticed her too, as did Hermione.
"Who do you think that is?" Ron asked to the others. Hermione gave a withering look towards Ron.
"Ronald, who could not be but our new Defence against the Dark Arts teacher, I just hope she's good. It is at this time where we would need a good teacher with Voldemort back and everything."
"Oh, she is good, the best in fact." Lizzie said immediately after Hermione had finished. Harry looked intriguingly at Lizzie.
"How'd you know that already? She hasn't though one class yet."
Lizzie smiled and replied, "Because she is my sister" Lizzie smiled again, mockingly.
Professor Dumbledore, a humble and wise man with a long silver beard and half moon spectacles rose from his seat in the middle of the teachers' table. The Great Hall silenced at once and he began to speak.
"My fellow students, welcome to another year at Hogwarts. I hope you all had nice summers and am ready to begin to learn new and exciting things. Now before we tuck into the marvellous feast that'll be upon shortly, I must introduce our new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, Professor Heart!" The Hall began to applaud politely, "Also, another few pointers, firstly, the first years should be informed that the forest is strictly out of bounds to any student who does not want to suffer from a long and gruesome death. Secondly, the Quidditch season will start shortly and I have to say this but since every one of the last years captains, apart from Ravenclaw, left last year, it is my duty to introduce the fact that the four captains are, Cho Chang for Hufflepuff, Draco Malfoy for Slytherin ad Harry Potter for Gryffindor!" A mass of cheers erupted the hall and especially from the Gryffindor table congratulating Harry. "Now, I have to pass on the somewhat dark message to you all. I am to tell you that your Defence Against the Dark Arts lessons will be increased since Lord Voldemort" Gasps and little screams were let out from the sound of the word Voldemort, "Yes, Lord Voldemort has returned to power, and I am to forewarn you that they will be intense too. The Ministry of Magic and myself have agreed that you need to be prepared for anything. Now, let the feast commence!"
Dumbledore gently sat down as the tables magically appeared with the finest of all foods, cottage pies, steaks, and roast potatoes, freshly made pizza, pasta and pesto. Everyone started to chat and tuck in to the cuisine that was lying in front of them, including Harry, Hermione, Lizzie and Ron. Ron started to scoff his cottage pie whilst Hermione took a large helping of pasta. Harry reached for the pizza, as did Lizzie. Their hands met.
"Oh sorry," Harry quickly said.
"No, it's ok," Lizzie, said, taking a piece of pizza, "This reminds me of home, although it's a lot better out there."
"Do you miss it?" Harry asked.
"Yeah, I miss my mum most,"
"Is she still in Italy?"
Lizzie sighed.
"Well, yes, in a way" Harry look confused as Lizzie looked up, "She's dead."
Before Harry had a chance to respond he was interrupted by Ron and Hermione saying that they had their prefect duties to attend to, also Harry was bombarded by the fellow DA members, asking whether it was to start up again. Harry hadn't thought about all this since during the summer all he could think of is Sirius.
Back up at the Gryffindor common room, Harry slumped back in his favourite chair by the fire; Lizzie went and sat in the chair next to him.
"Seems you're quite popular," she said to Harry, "What's the DA?"
Harry felt pleased that he had someone to talk to and so he started to explain what it was, he went on about the room of requirement and how he taught, Lizzie was excited about it and asked if she could join. "Of course!" Harry replied. They began to talk about everything, Lizzie was pleased about this, on her first day she had already made a 3 good friends, plus talking to Harry was easy. The talk turned back to Lizzie's mother.
"She was killed, by death eaters, only about 3 months ago. We moved here because my Dad wanted to keep my and my sister safe. My sister took the job here so we are always together. It just so happens that she is an auror, trained by the greatest auror, Mad-eye Moody." Harry was amazed; Lizzie's life sounded so interesting and he loved the way she told it, although it was sad. But Harry couldn't help it, but he had to ask more.
"Why was your mum killed by the death eaters?"
Lizzie sighed again and began to tell her tale, "she was an auror too, like my sister, and she got in the way of Voldemort one day and only just got away. But the next day, when she was out, the death eaters found her, they had been ordered to murder." Tears were streaming down Lizzie's face, Harry felt guilty for making her re-lie the story. He took her hand and squeezed it. Lizzie smiled at him through her wet eyes. Harry began to speak.
"I understand, my godfather, Sirius, died because of me not so long ago. I feel so guilty. I looked at him as a brother, a dad and my best friend all in one, I miss him - "
Harry was cut short as the fat lady portrait was flung open and the voices of an angry Hermione and a red-eared Ron filled the common room.
"I can't believe you did that Ronald!"
"Just chill Hermione, no-one got hurt!"
"Crookshanks did!"
Suddenly, the fat lad was flung open again, and Professor McGonagall walked swiftly through.
"Miss Granger! Mr Weasley! 20 points from Gryffindor for mindless shouting without reason. Now off to bed" Hermione embarrassingly walked up whilst Ron stomped up the stair and slammed the dorm door. "ALL OF YOU!" she shouted to the crowded common room. Swiftly the common room cleared and Harry was one of the last to the stairs, "Not you Mr. Potter, for Professor Dumbledore wants a word."
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