Hariett Potter? Chapter Two: Psychic Lessons (Part 1)
I'm really sorry, but I don't know how to spell Gryphondor or Professor Trawlney. If you do, please tell me in a review or something. It would be much appreciated. Thanks!
"That's it Harry! She's a psychic!"
It was well into the night, and Hermione had kept Ron and Harry up in the Gryphondor common room, speculating about the girl they met on the train. Despite Ron's continued attempts to escape, Hermione had caught him each time and made him sit down and listen. He had soon given up and fallen asleep in a fluffy chair, but Hermione's voice woke him.
"Why ya haffa be so loud?" he murmured groggily. Hermione ignored him and continued.
"Yes, she has that kind of feel to her, that aura. But good psychics are so rare, and there are even few who have the ability to do simple psychic things, like catching an image from someone's mind…and how do you explain how she repaired that window without a wand? That was simply amazing…but essentially impossible! Was it an illusion? That's a possibility…"
Ron had fallen to sleep again, and begun to snore. Hermione gave him a look and decided, "Let's sleep on it. It looks like you two could use some rest." Then she turned on her heel and left to her room. Harry glanced over at Ron, who seemed to be sleeping rather soundly, and decided to leave him there. He left the common room, going up the stairs to his room, yawning on the way. It had been a long night.
The next morning…
Harry hurried to the great hall in the morning, cursing himself for not waking up to his alarm clock. He ran for a couple minutes, wondering why it was taking so long to get there. When he stopped to catch his breath and saw the stone gargoyle that covered the entrance to Dumbledore's office, he knew that he had taken a wrong turn. He leaned against a wall, exhausted, and wondered if he'd make it to breakfast before it ended. He was startled to hear the staircase behind the gargoyle grind against the wall as it turned, and see the gargoyle itself leap to the side to reveal a girl stepping off the platform. She was the one that had transferred to Hogwarts yesterday.
"Oh, hello Harry," she greeted him when she spotted him in the hallway.
"H-hello," he stammered. "What were you doing in Dumbledore's office?"
"You'll see at breakfast, I'm sure. I've no doubt he'll announce it. Shall we go then?"
"Er…okay." They walked together through the winding halls and found their way to the great hall. The girl seemed to know her way around very well, which was strange since this was her first time here.
They seated themselves at their respective tables in the great hall and filled up their plates with scrambled eggs and toast, this morning's main course. When they were done eating, Dumbledore, who had entered the hall shortly after them, rose.
"Welcome to the start of a new year, students!" he announced happily. "I have a very important announcement to make. There will be a new class this year, taking place in the top level of the South Wing. It is optional, so you do not have to sign up for it, but I urge you to do so, as it is a very useful and powerful magic. It will teach you how to use your psychic powers. Our new transfer student, Rin Itsuki, will be teaching it."
Gasps and murmurs erupted around the great hall, and a few shouts of, "But she's only a student!" Dumbledore raised his hand for silence, and everyone quieted down. "It is understandable that you are upset that someone as old as—or possibly younger than—you is teaching their own class. But I'm sure that you will find her quite capable of the position, so please do not judge too harshly."
His words did not comfort them. Rin received nasty glances from all over, but she ignored them. She didn't care what they thought. They would see soon enough just how capable she was to do this.
A couple of hours later, Professor McGonagall took Rin out Charms class to prepare for her class, which would start after charms. She had already spent most of the night yesterday setting up, and had only to do some last-minute preparations before she would be ready. Rin took the stairs to the south tower.
A clock on the walls of the tower room chimed. Rin looked up to see that it was five minutes until her class should be arriving. She quickly waved her hand in the direction of the desks and they seemed to quiver a bit, then return to normal. Rin smiled and sat at her desk, awaiting her students.
Harry's POV
Harry, Ron, and Hermione clambered up the stairs to the top of the south tower. Being the highest tower, the climb was quite exhausting, and they all were relieved when they reached the top where they could rest. They looked around, and saw a scene much like the one when they first awaited entering Professor Trawlney's class. Harry moaned.
"This had better not be like Professor Trawlney's class," he commented.
"Don't worry, I think this will be much different," Hermione replied.
Right then, a trap door in the ceiling opened and a rope ladder fell out. Everyone hesitated. "Well, don't just stand there all day!" came an irritated voice from above. "We have work to do!" The group slowly climbed up the ladder one-by-one and entered the class. Harry and his friends came into the room and gasped.
"This is going to be a lot different," Hermione said.