A/n: I do not own Harry Potter. Or Hermione Granger. Or Ron Weasley. OK basically nothing Harry Potter. Talk about a buzz kill, ah? OK, not too much action, but lots of how you say no pants? Ahh yes, no pants truly a godsend.

Harry awoke to a gray sky and an even grayer dormitory. It was only Sunday, a full day ahead of him before lessons started. He took a deep breath, deciding to get up in another two hours or so. He turned on his side, and saw Ron's empty bed. 'Breakfast already?' He thought, as he noticed Neville, Dean and Seamus were all still in their beds. He groaned as he got up and slipped on a dress robe and his untied trainers. Giving a great stretch and yawn, he got up and hurried down to the Common room for any sight of Ron.

He was on the last step when he saw Ginny on the couch and he immediately took a deep breath, making his chest puff up. He strode into the room and leaned on a chair,

'Seen Ron?' Harry asked casually but he felt his hands start to sweat.

Ginny look up, her eyes getting wide, and she quickly looked toward the ceiling, adverting Harry's eyes, and Harry himself.

'You mean he is not in the Dormitory?' she asked, her voice cracking with laughter.

Harry wiped his face, what was so funny? 'No, I thought he was here but I guess he's gone down to breakfast,' he replied as he checked he's teeth reflection in the stone fireplace.

'Breakfast starts in half an hour,' she corrected him, still grinning at the ceiling.

'Oh,' Harry answered feeling foolish, 'I guess I'll just search in the great hall anyway.' He started out of the common room, but retreated back, 'What do you think of Quincy?' He asked her, thinking of the previous dinner.

'She's funny, like no one I've ever met before,' Ginny replied as she seemed to recall a memory, 'like that joke with the red caps? That was brilliant!'

Harry nodded, as he also laugh, then he stopped abruptly. 'Does she remind you of anyone?' he asked her, and he had an odd feeling in his stomach, and his mind.

Ginny shook her head as she closed her eyes, 'see you later Harry.'

Harry left, and a voice in his head was yelling, 'She does not remind you of ANYONE!'

Harry nodded to himself as he started down the staircase. Why was it that Harry's relationship with Ginny seemed to become weaker instead of stronger? He was sure that by becoming friends they would have gained a stronger friendship, but it anything, they were growing farther apart. Maybe they really weren't supposed to be together. Maybe..

CRASH! Harry screamed as he tumbled down the staircase and into a tall dark haired witch. She heard her yell as he landed on top of her. He got up quickly and froze; he had landed on Professor Renee

'I'm so sorry professor! I forgot to tie my shoes! I'm so sorry! Are you alright?'

The words came out as a jumble, he was shaking furiously, how could he be so dumb?

'Ommphuronmerod' she replied.

'Excuse me Professor?'

'Uronmyhood, URONMHOOD!' She pointed to her head and Harry realized he was standing on her cloak's hood. He jumped back and she shook her head.

'Here, let me help you up,' He said as he took a step closer, but before he could grab her hand, the large hawk came swooping down, screeching loudly.

Renee flipped over, got up and started dusting herself off, 'Cellox!' she scolded, 'leave him alone, you know better!' She looked down at him, and her mouth went to her mouth, holding in her laughter.

The hawk stopped screeching, and landed on her shoulder, still looking at Harry, but with calmer eyes.

'Sorry about that Harry,' She said laughing, "He's very protective, didn't scratch you did now, he?'

'No,' Harry responded angered, this wasn't funny! 'Just scared me, he came out of nowhere.'

She gave another great laugh and started her way into the Great Hall. He started after her when he was pulled back by Dean.

Harry yelped, 'gave me a right scare, you did!'

Dean opened his mouth, but looked Harry up and down, and his mouth closed. He shut his eyes and shook his head, but when he opened his eyes, he looked as confused as before.

'Yeah, um Harry...' He stopped himself and started again, 'She knows you?'

'Who knows me?'

'The professor, Renee?' He said her name so slowly and delicately, as if it was giving him true bliss to speak it.

'No not really, I bumped into her is all.' He told him angrily, why was everyone treating him weird and laughing?

'But she said your name!' He whined then he grabbed Harry's collar, 'You've got to introduce me!'

Harry pulled back and looked up at Dean, 'She's a teacher, let it go.' He started to walk away but Dean was on the floor, grabbing at his ankles, 'PLEASE HARRY PLEAE! I love her Harry, LOVE HER!'

Harry pulled and grunted, 'you're making a fool of yourself, she's in there you know!' he said as he pointed toward the Great hall, which he was slowly nearing.

Dean got up quickly and cleaned his robes, 'right then, see you later Harry.' He said in a deep voice, and he slowly strutted into the Hall.

Harry laughed at the site, but made his way in as well. He looked at the bare Gryffindor table and saw only two students who were occupying it, the tall red head at the end, and a drowsy third year that was half asleep on the table. Harry jogged toward Ron and slowed down as he approached him. He sat down and Ron whipped around, looking extremely disgruntled. However, the moment he saw Harry, a loud laugh erupted.

'Gees Harry didn't realize you were so fond of your body.'

'What?' Harry asked confused.

Ron stopped laughing and looked Harry in the eyes, 'you seriously didn't notice?'

'Notice WHAT?' Harry asked, his heart racing.

Ron said nothing, but merely pointed at Harry.

Harry looked at his chest, which he just happened to notice, was bare, and dear god, his knickers (a/n underwear or boxers) where clearly visible. He pulled his robe closely around him, so that's why Ginny wasn't looking at me!'

Ron started to laugh again, and he wiped away the tears that were forming (a/n from laugh, dur) 'Has anyone seen you?'

'Yeah, the new teacher, Professor Renee.'

Ron snickered, 'anyone one else?

Harry rolled his eyes, 'Yeah, Dean,' Ron howled, 'and your sister.' Ron stopped,

'Not cool Harry.'

This time Harry laughed loudly as Ron gave a scowl.

'So why were you down so early anyway?' Harry questioned as Professor Flitwick and Hagrid walked into the hall.

Ron's scowl turned into a frown and he gave a great sigh, 'I was thinking, what we are doing, do you think it's right? Coming back to Hogwarts I mean.'

'Well we knew that there were going to be concerns Ron, but I mean, we can't leave. It's my home.'

Ron nodded, 'Are we safe here Harry. I-I don't think I could handle if something happened to you and Hermione.' He took a deep breath, 'Hermione, you do think she'll be ok, don't you Harry?'

Harry inhaled slowly, 'She'll be fine Ron. I mean, like Quincy said Snape and Malfoy are gone, at least that makes Hogwarts more enjoyable!'

Ron shrugged and looked up, 'breakfast starts in 5 minutes, where is Hermione anyway? She's always here first.'

Like if it was a play, the doors opened and in stepped Hermione and Quincy, followed by Jif and Ginny. They walked toward them, smiling greatly as if just told a funny joke, and Harry had a feeling he knew exactly what was so funny. Quincy's smile was the widest and as she approached she knelt down to Harry's ear,

'Decided not to flash anyone then?'

Before Harry could even respond, Hermione and Ginny were in such a fit of laughter he decided to let it go. They all took their seats and the last few teachers arrived. As students pilled in, Harry noticed sour faced Lavender walk up and sit across from Quincy, which made Ron and Hermione give a small squirm. However, much to everyone's surprise, she sat down quietly and put her head in her hands, waiting for breakfast. She noticed everyone was looking at her and she turned her head slowly, from one face to another

'What? What is it? Parvati and Padma didn't return this year. You don't expect me to sit with the first years do you?

Harry knew Hermione would love nothing more to see her sit in a corner of dragon dung, in fact probably anyone would have, and if it wasn't for Quincy, she would be.

'No Lavender, it's fine, you can eat with us.'

Lavender shrugged, but Harry was sure she was eternally great full. Harry pulled Quincy down as the food appeared and cheers were heard.

'Why would you do that? For an oracle, you sure don't know when people are uncomfortable.'

'Harry you don't know the half of it, just watch.'

He turned back and saw Ron's plate stuffed with bacon and pancakes. Hermione drank a cup of tea and chewed some eggs while Quincy grabbed a box of cereal. She nodded at Harry and her eyebrows raised; what was going on?

'Wanapieaceofbaco?' Ron asked Quincy, as he passed the plate of bacon toward her.

'Oh eww! You mean eat a little piggy? GROSS! Get it AWAYY from me!' Quincy yelled and her hand swatted the plate. In one swift motion, the plate of bacon went from Ron's hand to Lavenders robes. She jumped up screaming,

'You did that ON PURPOSE!' She bellowed as she got up and ran from the Great Hall.

Harry, Ginny, Hermione and Ron all laughed as Quincy gave a bow and sat down on the bench.

Breakfast came and went and McGonagall stood up from her chair. The hall fell silent as all the heads turned to look at her.

'Good morning students. I hope you had a good first night at Hogwarts. Your heads of house will be giving out schedules for this year at Hogwarts.' She sat down and the heads of house got up, papers in hand.

Renee walked up to the group and handed them all their schedules, she started down the table and Harry saw Dean check his breath.

'What do you have first for Monday?' Hermione asked Ron, Harry, and Quincy. "I've got Muggle Studies.

'Same here,' Ron said looking straight at his paper, and Hermione laughed as if he was joking.

'Potions for me,' Harry groaned, 'I've got it twice.' He checked the others, 'yeah my second potions class is the same as yours.'

'I've got Divination.' Quincy said as Hermione spit out her tea.

'Oh Quincy, you're an oracle, why would you take such a useless class?'

'Doesn't hurt to know a little extra on the side, 'Mione,' she answered.

Hermione rolled her eyes as she scanned Ron, Harry, and Quincy's schedule.

'Great, we've got loads of classes together, and I see Ron has taken up a few more classes this year, and that Quincy, uh, she took on er Care of Magical Creatures.'

Quincy still smiled, 'I'm sure it'll be fine.'

'You're a bad oracle then' Ron said as he stuffed his paper into his pocket. "So, wanna go for a swim in the lake?'

'It's to cold,' Hermione said, 'and besides, we should pay out respects to Dumbledore.'

Harry said nothing as Quincy got out of the table, 'I'm going to have a chat with Renee, about my schedule.' She said quickly as the all stared at her.

She ran up to the teachers table, and Ron gave a shout, 'Quincy, will you be trying out for Quidditch?'

She turned around excitedly, nodding quickly, 'When are the tryouts?'

'Ask the captain!' He grunted, pointing to Harry.

'Uh, I guess, give it like two, three weeks?' Harry said, just remembering he was the captain.

She smiled greatly and resumed her walk up to Renee.

'Quidditch,' he whispered as He, Ron and Hermione started out of the hall, 'So, will you be trying out Ron?'

'Ron gave a shrug and a smile as the headed out the two doors, ready to begin their Sunday. After Harry put some clothes on, of course.