"Professor Dumbledore told me about dees litter tites. He told me, about dare problems. Dey needs somere help wit dare different classes. I volunteered ter allow ya'll ter tutor dem. Now," said Hagrid he stared around at everyone. Every single one of the sixth years seemed to have a close friend next to them, everyone but Harry. Hagrid sighed.

All of the first years looked excited and anxious to be standing near some students much older than them. "Now, I will like all yer sixth years to find er little one," he said. "Then, help 'em in whateva class dey need yer help in."

All of the sixth years moved excitingly around to find a first year. Harry caught sight of Parvati Patil and her best friend, Lavender Brown, asking Hagrid some questions, "We were just curious if we were allowed to share the same person," said Lavender proudly. "Instead of picking two out of this entire lot." Hagrid scratched his hairy beard. "I don't know" he said. "Oh come on Hagrid! We're best friends! We need to be together! I mean, I'm sure one of them will like it!" said Parvati. Hagrid looked at them, "No." he said. The two girls looked at him. "Please! We're best friends!"

"Parvati, Lavender, when Hagrid says no, he means no!" said Harry. He knew this was none of his business. But he knew he had to do it. He was afraid the girls would pounce on his giant friend just to force him to do what they pleased. Lavender stared at him through cold eyes. "Faggot." she said. She and Parvati stalked away. Harry looked down to the ground. "All right dare 'Arry?" asked Hagrid. Harry nodded. He glanced up at Hagrid. Harry's eyes were full of tears. "Yeah." he said wiping his eyes. "Yeah. I guess I'm going to be getting that a lot now." He walked away.

He came across a short first year that looked as though he was probably four foot two. He had long black straight hair. He had a slight smile and was staring around for a person to help him. "Hey little fella." said Harry banding down on his knees so he could reach the boys eye line, though he was still way off. "Need a tutor?" asked Harry. The boy shook his head indicating that he did need one. Harry smiled.

the boy's eyes widened. "You're- you're- you're Harry Potter! The Boy Who Lived! I am so proud to meet you! I am you're number one fan!" the boy grabbed Harry's hand and shook it fiercely. "Well then I'm glad I met you what is your name?" asked Harry. The boy smiled. "Charles Henderson!" he said proudly. Harry smiled, "Hello, Charlie!" they took a seat next to Michael Corner of Hufflepuff with some small curly haired girl.

"Now Charlie, What do you need help with" asked Harry as he took out a quill, some ink and some paper. Charlie frowned, "Defense Against the Dark Arts. It seems that I just don't get it! I'm extremely smart but in that class I just feel stupid." he said. Harry looked at him "Well Mr. Charles Henderson, it's your lucky day! DADA just so happens is my best subject!" Charlie smiled, "I'd expect that! You did defeat You-Know-Who when you was just one! Harry," he leaned in, so only Harry could hear him, "Can you tell me how you did it?" Harry stared at him, "what?" he asked. "How'd you stopped You-Know –Who silly! What cha do? Was it any spells you preformed to do it? Was you all worked you when you did it? did you do it out of anger? Huh? Huh?"asked the boy.

Harry stared at the boy incredulously. Just a moment ago, he was all worked up to work with such a nice boy, but now, he felt quite sick with working with him. "uh… I really don't know. Umm… I was only one when it happened…" said Harry. "Of course Harry, you had to have done something! He couldn't have just dropped dead by himself!" said Charlie. "Well… Oh shucks! There's the bell gotta go!" said Harry paking up his books. "Harry… what bell? I didn't hear a bell…" the boys face was going red. he was trying his best to hear the bell. "Uhh… It's something only sixth years can hear. Goodbye."

"He just wouldn't shut up!" cried Harry. He ands Hermione was walking to together to class. though they did not share the same class, the rooms were right next to each other. "He was just excited that he was meeting the famous Harry Potter. Like me, I'd be excited when I meet Johnny Depp." said Hermione laughing. "Now he is hot." said Harry looking at her. "The gay side really comes out of me when I see him." he says with a smile. Hermione laughs. "Really?" she asked. "Really. You should have seen my Divination folder." he said. they stopped by his classroom door. Muggle Studies. "Bye 'Mione." he says entering the classroom. "Bye Harry." she answers. She walks alone to her next class. She hears Parvati and Lavender giggling past her: "He's so weird." she hears Parvati say. "Gay freak." says Lavender. Hermione pauses. She hears Seamus and Dean: "I've always liked Harry," begins Dean. "But when Ron told me he was gay, my whole thought about him changed."

Hermione chocked. She now hated Ron. She needs to tell Harry, but when? The bell was about to ring and they were both in double bell classes. She'll tell him when she sees him later: the entire sixth year class knows he's gay.