Yeah, I know that their classes are separated, but I thought that would be okay since they're having a different type of year.

Chapter 14: Prettiness and Puns

The boys walked on towards their next class. Kareem was following Ron and Harry since they knew their way around the castle. Kareem decided to start another conversation.

"So are there any students here that I shouldn't hang out with?"

"Just no one in Slytherin," said Ron quickly. "Especially Malfoy."

"Who?"

"Draco Malfoy," answered Harry.

"Hold on. I've heard about dude. Heard that he can be a real-"

"Here it is," said Harry turning the corner where the Defending the Dark Arts class was. But both Ron and Harry stopped so immediately, that Kareem almost bumped into them. He backed up a little to give them space and then walked beside Ron to see what the hold-up was. There was a sign posted on the door of the usual Defense Against the Dark Arts room. It read:

Students attending the Defense Against the Dark Arts Class,

There has been a temporary change in location of the classroom. For the rest of the year, the class will be held on the first floor near the entrance of the castle. For more directions, please see any ghost, professor, or Filch the caretaker.

"A new room. We just came from the second floor. We came to the fourth floor for nothing!" complained Ron as they turned around to catch a flight of stairs. Kareem looked back at the classroom and explained the sudden change in classrooms.

"Professor Santiago likes big spacious rooms. That room doesn't look big enough for her."

"How big is her room usually?" asked Harry.

"About the size of three classrooms."

"I don't think we have any classrooms that large. Do we Ron?"

"I don't recall. Fred and George probably would have found it by now."

"Did they ever tell you about it?"

"They don't tell me anything."

The three reached the first floor. After giving a couple of first years and WSFF students directions, they reached the temporary classroom. When they entered Ron and Harry surveyed the scene. It was different from any other Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom they had ever been in. Santiago had really made herself at home. There seemed to be a dark blue and gray color all across the classroom, a desk at the very end, crates at every end, the desks seemed to fit three students, a door at the end of the classroom and instead of the normal flame that were on the torches, there seemed to be a more bright gold flame displaying a lighter feeling throughout the room. Harry and Ron's looks were cut off when Hermonie came zooming into the classroom. After she saw her two friends she rushed and grabbed Harry's arm, pulling him towards the front. Harry nearly dropped his books as she dropped down in an empty set of desks with Harry beside her. He stared at her with confusion and surprise, the same with Kareem and Ron, who sat behind them in the set of desks.

"Sit here. That boy is in this class again. Neville! Come and sit. Now!"

Neville Longbottom, the so called 'klutz' of Harry's year, came over towards the two and Hermonie demanded he sit beside her.

"Hi Harry," said Neville, as he nearly fell out of his seat.

"Hi, Neville. Um. Hermonie are you sure you want-"

Harry was interrupted again when Allen came walking in and saw Hermonie. He saw that she was surrounded so he took a seat beside his best friend and Ron. Ron couldn't help but snicker, which made Harry and Kareem start to laugh too. Hermonie shot a look at the two and the noise stopped instantly.

More students filed in. Then Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle walked in. Because of the class arrangements, Harry had hoped that Malfoy wouldn't be in any of his classes. Malfoy shot an evil look at Harry before sitting on the other side of the room.

"Who's that," Harry heard Allen whisper to Ron.

"Malfoy," responded Ron with a low tone.

When all the seats had been filled, the door behind them swung shut and a couple, noticeably Neville, had jumped and turned to the back to what happened. The door at the other end of the room opened and it was clear that it led to the outside. Professor Santiago entered and whispers ran throughout the room.

"Good morning," she said in a Hispanic type of voice. "I'm Professor Santiago. From Wizard Studies for the Future school. I recognize a couple of my students here. Okay. Let's get started. I guess you're wondering about the change of rooms to suit me. Well, I like for my students to practice their spells. So I asked for a room that leads to the outside and I have my own practice field outside. We will get to see that portion later on in the week."

Her English was so well spoken. She still had an accent, but her voice was nice and cute. It was reminiscent of the sorting genie. Harry noticed that he wasn't the most mesmerized by her beauty. Neville was sitting there with his mouth open; Dean Thomas had all eyes on her and even Malfoy had been paying attention to her.

"Okay. Could you please get your books out? So we can begin going over a couple of things. By next week, we will be going over new spells. This week is a warm-up to go over the spells you should already know by now. At the end of the week, I will have a short test to see what level you're at with spells."

……

"So what do you guys think," asked Allen, who had tried to get beside Hermonie, but Kareem pulled him away. "You think she's cool."

"Of course," Ron almost screamed. "She's beautiful."

"Well, well, well…"

All five of the students turned around to see Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle walking towards them. Harry's day was going fine until Malfoy decided to jump in. It was usually the Slytherins that tried to kill a Gryffindor day.

"You must have sense to know that the teacher is beautiful," started Malfoy. "But if you think you're going to smooch her then you might want to find a spell. I saw how your face turned red like your hair."

Crabbe and Goyle laughed while Ron's face reddened with embarrassment again. Malfoy then turned to his next victim.

"I see Potter's got some new friends. The intruders at that. I've seen these types of students from America. Might want to keep your things safe, Potter."

That really took a hit on both Kareem and Alex. They stepped in front of their Hogwarts companion. Ready to retaliate with words.

"You need to keep my name out your mouth, lil' buddy," said Allen.

"I'm not you're 'little buddy', you're just-"

"You might want to not finish that sentence," cut in Kareem.

By that time, many WSFF surrounded the two to see what the commotion was. A couple of people didn't notice Harry. Which he was glad of. Kareem released another set of words.

"What's with that hair man. All shiny and stuff. He looks like a greaser from the 60's. You know that hair had to 'stay gold'."

All of the American students laughed and a couple of the Hogwarts students laughed, Hermonie also laughed slightly. Peeves could be seen floating above everyone holding his stomach and laughing wildly.

"Get to class now!" yelled a professor who had just entered the corridors. The students scattered quickly to get to their next destination. Malfoy gave an angry look at Kareem and then walked off with his companions.

"I didn't get it," said Ron as they continued their path down the corridors. Hermonie explained first.

"It's from book," she said with a smile on her face.

"I've got it with me," said Allen. "I'll let you guys look at it when lunch comes around."