Ch 4 A new class and a welcome moment
Apparently Harry's prompting was all Ron had needed, he did indeed ask Hermione out and, much to Ron's surprise, she had agreed. But Ron's feelings of thanks were no mingled with his feelings of anger. He could be heard, when he thought no one was listening, muttering under his breath about 'it's my sister'.
Harry was not enjoying this silent treatment he was receiving from Ron, and it was actually helping the painful memories to return. There was a flash of light and his Godfather was flung back, just out of his reach, and through that black veil. Never to be seen again. Suddenly he was facing the dark lord and his servant, Belatrix, and both were loathing him as if that, not there spells, would kill him. He was on a farm, no just a field, and he was staring into the soft brown eyes of Ginny Weasley and he kissed her. It seemed that with that memory he could once again drift off to sleep.
The following morning Harry was asked to stay behind in Transfiguration. Professor McGonagall was looking over her distinctive glasses down at him. "Potter, you have been selected to learn a special class." "Have I professor?" Harry asked. "yes, instead of going to your Divination class you will go instead to the main corridor on the 3rd floor and turn right it's the first door. You have been selected to take advanced combat magic." "What's that" Harry asked, not really caring what the answer was. "You'll find out latter won't you?" she said with just a hint of a smile "now run along, or Professor Flitwik will not be impressed!" Harry did as he was told and sprinted for the charms classroom. When he arrived he noticed to his dismay that Ron and Hermione were not there. But before he had time to wonder he had to get out his wand and begin the Kinkal charm.
Harry arrived in the great hall for lunch as the first of the people began to trickle in. He sat down and helped himself to a roast beef sandwich and poured himself some pineapple juice. He felt a shape next to him and expected to see Hermione or Ron but instead found Ginny. "So" she started off anxiously "Ron told me about what you 3 discussed." "Did he?" said Harry making a mental note to hex ron into oblivion "and what exactly did he say" "Well he mentioned something about you fancying something awful" Harry chocked on his juice and gagged. She chuckled and hit him on the back. That caused an unusual, yet not unpleasant sensation down his spine. "Wh...What exactly did I fancy something awful?" Harry studered. "You tell me" Ginny said with a mischievous grin. "Maybe I will" Harry said matching the mischievousness in her tone. He leant to the side and kissed her, but instantly went red. Ginny, whose face had become the color of her hair, stared mesmerized at him 'did she dare believe it?' "Me?" she stuttered. "Well, um...yes" Harry said, half-regretting kissing her. "Oh, Harry!" She said and hugged him. Harry's regrets about kissing her were gone instantly. As Ginny let Harry go they could see eyes on them from all ends of the Gryffindor table, Harry only hoped Malfoy hadn't seen. But suddenly there was a commotion at the far end of the table as Neville arrived back from his suspension, to pats on the back and cheers. He sat down beside Harry and said the thing Harry expected least "Thank you for bringing us to the ministry" "WHAT!?" Harry asked, sure he'd heard wrong. "The ministry thank you" Neville repeated. "But you were all almost killed!" Harry said looking back at Ginny, who had so nearly died, for support but she looked as shocked as himself "We almost died Neville." "I know, but what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger! And Harry for the first time in my life I feel, well, brave." "Well that's all well and good but, but we broke your wand, remember?" "Yes, that's great!" the look on Harry's face was perplexed "it was my dads wand, not mine. Now I have my own wand I'm working a lot better." Harry was still shocked but the words of Mr. Olivander came back from 6 years before 'The wand chooses the wizard'. "I think I see" said Harry slowly "are you sure that trip was a good thing?"
"Well at least it wasn't a completely bad thing, oh!" said Neville looking at his watch "ah, bye." "That's twice he's done that!" said Ginny "Just walked out" "ya" agreed Harry, still lost in his own thoughts. He said goodbye to Ginny in the entrance hall and she kissed him lightly on the cheek. He headed for Divination wondering how he would die this time. He reached the ladder to her room thinking how he would have time to do any Divination homework with all the Transfiguration he had. At the thought of Transfiguration he remembered his chat with Professor McGonagall and began to sprint to the 3rd floor. He tore through a door concealed behind a tapestry and down several flights of stairs. Until he reached the classroom he had been told to go to. He straightened his hair, a useless gesture, and knocked, he heard a muffled 'come in'. He opened the door and launched straight into an excuse "I'm sorry profess..." but he never finished. The only person in the room was a beautiful red headed girl, Ginny Weasley. "Hi Harry" Ginny said "are you part of this class?" "Ah, ya" Harry replied, sitting down in a desk beside her. Ginny looked at her feet then into a corner, causing her hair to swing gently behind her. Harry watched transfixed by her beautiful hair. He was still getting used to the idea of Ginny as more than Ron's little sister who had a crush on him. As Harry was still mesmerized by her hair Ginny looked into his eyes. Those soft brown eyes, that made Harry melt. Harry found himself leaning forward and kissing her. Whether they kissed for a minute or a year Harry didn't know, but the sound of the door opening brought them both back to earth. Harry looked up, blushing, to see not Professor Totala, the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, but the Headmaster Albus Dumbledore.
"Hello Harry, Ginny" Dumbledore said chuckling "I see you are not as I feared, strangers."
"Hello Headmaster" Harry said, a little more sharply than he'd intended. Dumbledore's eyes looked suddenly tired. Likely he was remembering the last time they had spoke at length. The sharpness in his eyes was gone quickly however as he concealed it with a wink at Ginny. "I hope you have both come prepared" Dumbledore started, Harry tensed up and wondered what he should have brought "That is to say, you have brought your wands" he said with a twinkle in his eye "We are going to start with a very fun thing, wandless magic. This is a very great leap of faith however because it means that even if we break your wand, you can still perform magic. Now take out your wands" he waited for them to do so "now put them on the desk and don't touch them."
As September dissolved into October, Harry felt his skills growing. He could now perform the Alohamora and Expeliamus spells without a problem. Ginny however was far ahead using her hand to transfigure items. Harry quickly found that it was becoming his favorite class. He particularly enjoyed coming early after lunch to enjoy some private time with Ginny
A/N- Hello! I am realy enjoying writing this story. Unfortunatly I have a busy week ahead and I might not do much. But I will try.
Apparently Harry's prompting was all Ron had needed, he did indeed ask Hermione out and, much to Ron's surprise, she had agreed. But Ron's feelings of thanks were no mingled with his feelings of anger. He could be heard, when he thought no one was listening, muttering under his breath about 'it's my sister'.
Harry was not enjoying this silent treatment he was receiving from Ron, and it was actually helping the painful memories to return. There was a flash of light and his Godfather was flung back, just out of his reach, and through that black veil. Never to be seen again. Suddenly he was facing the dark lord and his servant, Belatrix, and both were loathing him as if that, not there spells, would kill him. He was on a farm, no just a field, and he was staring into the soft brown eyes of Ginny Weasley and he kissed her. It seemed that with that memory he could once again drift off to sleep.
The following morning Harry was asked to stay behind in Transfiguration. Professor McGonagall was looking over her distinctive glasses down at him. "Potter, you have been selected to learn a special class." "Have I professor?" Harry asked. "yes, instead of going to your Divination class you will go instead to the main corridor on the 3rd floor and turn right it's the first door. You have been selected to take advanced combat magic." "What's that" Harry asked, not really caring what the answer was. "You'll find out latter won't you?" she said with just a hint of a smile "now run along, or Professor Flitwik will not be impressed!" Harry did as he was told and sprinted for the charms classroom. When he arrived he noticed to his dismay that Ron and Hermione were not there. But before he had time to wonder he had to get out his wand and begin the Kinkal charm.
Harry arrived in the great hall for lunch as the first of the people began to trickle in. He sat down and helped himself to a roast beef sandwich and poured himself some pineapple juice. He felt a shape next to him and expected to see Hermione or Ron but instead found Ginny. "So" she started off anxiously "Ron told me about what you 3 discussed." "Did he?" said Harry making a mental note to hex ron into oblivion "and what exactly did he say" "Well he mentioned something about you fancying something awful" Harry chocked on his juice and gagged. She chuckled and hit him on the back. That caused an unusual, yet not unpleasant sensation down his spine. "Wh...What exactly did I fancy something awful?" Harry studered. "You tell me" Ginny said with a mischievous grin. "Maybe I will" Harry said matching the mischievousness in her tone. He leant to the side and kissed her, but instantly went red. Ginny, whose face had become the color of her hair, stared mesmerized at him 'did she dare believe it?' "Me?" she stuttered. "Well, um...yes" Harry said, half-regretting kissing her. "Oh, Harry!" She said and hugged him. Harry's regrets about kissing her were gone instantly. As Ginny let Harry go they could see eyes on them from all ends of the Gryffindor table, Harry only hoped Malfoy hadn't seen. But suddenly there was a commotion at the far end of the table as Neville arrived back from his suspension, to pats on the back and cheers. He sat down beside Harry and said the thing Harry expected least "Thank you for bringing us to the ministry" "WHAT!?" Harry asked, sure he'd heard wrong. "The ministry thank you" Neville repeated. "But you were all almost killed!" Harry said looking back at Ginny, who had so nearly died, for support but she looked as shocked as himself "We almost died Neville." "I know, but what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger! And Harry for the first time in my life I feel, well, brave." "Well that's all well and good but, but we broke your wand, remember?" "Yes, that's great!" the look on Harry's face was perplexed "it was my dads wand, not mine. Now I have my own wand I'm working a lot better." Harry was still shocked but the words of Mr. Olivander came back from 6 years before 'The wand chooses the wizard'. "I think I see" said Harry slowly "are you sure that trip was a good thing?"
"Well at least it wasn't a completely bad thing, oh!" said Neville looking at his watch "ah, bye." "That's twice he's done that!" said Ginny "Just walked out" "ya" agreed Harry, still lost in his own thoughts. He said goodbye to Ginny in the entrance hall and she kissed him lightly on the cheek. He headed for Divination wondering how he would die this time. He reached the ladder to her room thinking how he would have time to do any Divination homework with all the Transfiguration he had. At the thought of Transfiguration he remembered his chat with Professor McGonagall and began to sprint to the 3rd floor. He tore through a door concealed behind a tapestry and down several flights of stairs. Until he reached the classroom he had been told to go to. He straightened his hair, a useless gesture, and knocked, he heard a muffled 'come in'. He opened the door and launched straight into an excuse "I'm sorry profess..." but he never finished. The only person in the room was a beautiful red headed girl, Ginny Weasley. "Hi Harry" Ginny said "are you part of this class?" "Ah, ya" Harry replied, sitting down in a desk beside her. Ginny looked at her feet then into a corner, causing her hair to swing gently behind her. Harry watched transfixed by her beautiful hair. He was still getting used to the idea of Ginny as more than Ron's little sister who had a crush on him. As Harry was still mesmerized by her hair Ginny looked into his eyes. Those soft brown eyes, that made Harry melt. Harry found himself leaning forward and kissing her. Whether they kissed for a minute or a year Harry didn't know, but the sound of the door opening brought them both back to earth. Harry looked up, blushing, to see not Professor Totala, the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, but the Headmaster Albus Dumbledore.
"Hello Harry, Ginny" Dumbledore said chuckling "I see you are not as I feared, strangers."
"Hello Headmaster" Harry said, a little more sharply than he'd intended. Dumbledore's eyes looked suddenly tired. Likely he was remembering the last time they had spoke at length. The sharpness in his eyes was gone quickly however as he concealed it with a wink at Ginny. "I hope you have both come prepared" Dumbledore started, Harry tensed up and wondered what he should have brought "That is to say, you have brought your wands" he said with a twinkle in his eye "We are going to start with a very fun thing, wandless magic. This is a very great leap of faith however because it means that even if we break your wand, you can still perform magic. Now take out your wands" he waited for them to do so "now put them on the desk and don't touch them."
As September dissolved into October, Harry felt his skills growing. He could now perform the Alohamora and Expeliamus spells without a problem. Ginny however was far ahead using her hand to transfigure items. Harry quickly found that it was becoming his favorite class. He particularly enjoyed coming early after lunch to enjoy some private time with Ginny
A/N- Hello! I am realy enjoying writing this story. Unfortunatly I have a busy week ahead and I might not do much. But I will try.