Disclaimer: Harry Potter and I have known each other since pre-k and he said I can have the rights to his story. So HAHA Gloria Allred (sp?)! I've got proof.

(A/N): At the request of a reviewer, I have recently let Tom Felton out of my basement. We now attend a Thursday night Tango Lesson to catch up on the good times we had. He was a little reluctant ant first but I coerced—er—I mean convince him to give it a try. So were like totally best friends!

FireyLove: I believe that all will be answered in this coming chapter. I thought it would be obvious while writing the chapter. But that's probably because I have the plot line in my head. I hope this coming chapter lives up to your expectations. If not, meh.

deep blue quill: Yes, I try. Thank you so much for your review. As for the subtle hints, I'm not really a master of subtlety (I usually blurt things out without much coercion) so that means a lot to me. I hope to update this more regularly, so keep reviewing.

ilovetom88: Yes, we all do love Tom. It is a very appropriate name. I'm almost sickened with myself for not snatching out from under your nose (cackles mercilessly). The course will be revealed within this chapter so feel free to read on. If you don't then bah!

juliachan: It could be but I'm not telling. (Now author realizes that below is the course. ) Man! As you can see from my author's note that I have let him go. It seems that men don't like that fatal attraction thing. Oh, how misguided I was. But we've patched things up. Oh and congratulations on guessing correctly. (Darn! Why did I say that!)

Through A Dragon's Eyes

Chapter 1: A first Time for Everything

"What?" Two members of Hogwarts very own golden trio exclaimed in unison.

"I know it's absolutely terrible! Dumbledore told me over the summer. Being the Head Girl does have his perks!" Hermione smiled haughtily.

Harry coughed something that sounded strangely like 'Percy!', but she chose to ignore this

The rest of the hall was riotous. Several Hufflepuffs had taken to cowering under their house table to avoid the nearby Slytherins. The Ravenclaws seemed the most unaffected and continued reading their advanced NEWT books.

Dumbledore cleared his throat, and the thunderous uproar ceased. "Thank you. As you all probably know, physical education is a course offered in muggle schools." Hermione took note of several Slytherins snorting. (a/n: talk about alliteration)

Dumbledore paid them no heed. "It has come to my attention that weight has become a problem in not only America, but here in Europe as well."

"Maybe for Longbottom, but what about the rest of us. Personally, I'm enough of a stud." A pale blonde boy with silver eyes quipped from the Slytherin table. At this all of the Slytherins laughed heartily while Neville Longbottom sunk low in his seat.

"That will be enough Mr. Malfoy!" McGonagall scolded harshly. "Five points from Slytherin!"

From across the teacher's table, a greasy haired man with a long hooked nose snorted. "Oh, and Longbottom, 10 points from Gryffindor for not standing up for yourself."

McGonagall shot him a stern glare, but he met her gaze with his cool one. He always did like to get that former Gryffindor riled up. (a/n: Minds out of the gutter!)

Harry Potter, the boy who lived, looked across the table at his two best friends. His redheaded pal was too engrossed in his food to even notice the continuance of Dumbledore's speech. Harry's emerald eyes then swept to the face of his other best friend. Her long brown hair covered her face completely as she read a book discreetly under the table. Harry couldn't help but get that bubbly feeling inside.

Harry was a seventeen-year-old male. His hormones were in overdrive and he began to notice how Hermione had matured over the summer holidays. He smirked a smirk that could have rivaled that of his enemy. A smirk that made girl's knees wobble. Draco Malfoy's smirk, the most sought after guy in school.

Dumbledore began rambling on about things that Harry could care less about that moment. He was mentally undressing Hermione with his eyes.

Suddenly a loud clatter erupted from across the Great Hall. All eyes focused on everyone's favorite potions master. The Head of the Slytherin House had just dropped his goblet. Harry turned quickly and forgot to take his mental X-ray vision glasses off. He caught a glimpse of Severus Snape in only his tighty-whiteys. Harry Potter, the boy who has seen just about anything, fainted.

"Oh look, Wonder Boy's craving attention once again. I'm surprised he didn't clutch his scar head. That stupid scar head. He's such a scar head!" Draco Malfoy exclaimed, even though the statement was absolutely absurd, all of the Slytherins cackled. None higher than Pansy Parkinson of course.

Harry Potter was regaining consciousness. His head throbbed from the extremely nasty image that was engraved in his mind. All those thoughts changed as Hermione picked up his head and lay it in her lap as she sat on the floor. Her attention had been diverted by Dumbledore, Harry took this as his chance. He quickly explored every curve of her body with his eyes. When had he become so hormonal. Must be those Americans, all their stupid hormonal TV shows (a/n: I watch those.)

His attention then went back to Dumbledore as he finished his speech. Perhaps, if he hadn't been so distracted he would have caught his headmaster's last words. The very words that caused Draco Malfoy to smirk that aforementioned smirk.

(A/N) Longer than last time. but I still haven't found a comfortable length. I really enjoyed writing this and I hpe you enjoyed reading it. I'll try to update again soon but I just started basketball and I'm actually rushing so that I can go to practice right now! Yikes! (who says that?--oh yeah, me!) I know Harry is very hormonal, but that is how the boys in this story are. I know I left a little cliffhange and I hate it when people do that to me but, deal! So just review and I'll love you! I'm going to start writing poetry, what with the rhyming I just did in the prevoius sentence. Now I'm procrastinating because I don't want to go to practice. I guess I have to go now! Bye! Review!