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Chapter two
Harry work early the next morning, which he always did on September 1st. He was finally going back to Hogwarts; he really missed that castle during the Summer Holidays. To be honest he felt it was more like home than the Dursley's house ever had. He could eat as much as he liked go where he wanted (especially if he was wearing his invisibility cloak.)
Harry got jumped out of bed, had a wash and got changed. He made one final check that everything was packed ready for when he left to catch the train. He heaved his trunk down the stairs, being careful not to trip over Dudley's many broken belongings that littered the stairs. One trip later up and down the stairs to get Hedwig (who he finally managed to get in to her cage by using owl treats) and he was ready to go.
Harry made his way in to the kitchen; he was greeted by the familiar sight of Vernon's neatly parted black hair peering over the top of the newspaper. Dudley was sitting on his usual chair his eyes fixed upon the television, (A birthday present from a few years ago) quickly clearing his plate of a full fried breakfast complete with sausages, bacon, eggs, tomatoes and fried bread. Petunia was standing at the kitchen sink doing her best to peer over into the next garden where the neighbours seemed to be talking about something important. No one seemed to notice that Harry had walked in to the room. Thanks to the 'words' that some members of the order had with Vernon, Harry was now allowed much more to eat than the previous years. This had dramatically improved his appearance. He now had the appearance of a normal boy of his age. (Also due to the chores he had to do and the training he had been doing, his muscles were now very defined. He had to buy new robes to get as his old ones no longer fit him.)Although Petunia was very strict about the fact that he should have less to eat than Dudley was given. Harry knew that this was to keep her Duddykins happy.
He made himself a quick breakfast of toast and jam, which he was just about to start eating when a handsome tawny owl flew in through the window and sat before Harry. He noticed that the letter was thicker that the one he got from Hogwarts with his school supply list. 'Must be my exam results' thought Harry. He removed the letter from the owl's leg and opened it his hands trembling with a mixture of excitement and nerves.
Dear Mr Potter,
Please find enclosed your OWL results. All the lessons necessary for you to continue in your career path as an auror have been automatically selected. This means that you will carry on studying the following lessons to NEWT level:
Potions - Professor S. Snape Transfiguration - Professor M. McGonagall Defence Against the Dark Arts - To be confirmed Charms - Professor C. Flitwick Care of Magical Creatures - Professor R. Hagrid
You are also required to attend a Duelling lesson with Professors R Lupin and A. Dumbledore. You must also continue with Divination or Astronomy. May I suggest Divination as this will cover some parts of the Astronomy curriculum.
Yours truly,
Professor M McGonagall Deputy Head Mistress
The second piece of parchment had Harry's exam results on them. O is for Outstanding (Top marks) W is for Average L is for Less than expected. S is for Seriously worse than expected
Your Results:
Potions - W/L Transfiguration - W Charms - W Defence against the Dark Arts - O+ Care of magical Creatures - W/O Divination - L/S
Overall Grade of OWLS - W
Harry could of laughed out loud with relief. He had done better than he had expected. Especially in potions, which he suspected was due to the fact that Snape was not the examiner. Harry was snapped out of his thoughts by uncle Vernon saying "Right then Petunia, I suppose I'd better take him." "Boy, get your stuff in the car, make sure you don't get any filth over it."
Soon afterwards, Vernon folded his newspaper neatly in half, laid it on the table and reluctantly said, "I suppose I'd better get him to the train station" At this comment Harry practically leapt from his seat into the hall way and pulled on his hand-me-down grey coat.
About an hour later they arrived at Kings Cross Station, Vernon went to find a trolley for Harry. Meanwhile a group four of people dressed in an assortment of muggle clothing were walking towards Harry, he stared at them trying to figure out who they were. Then it hit him only one person had bubblegum pink hair like that and he only knew one person who limped when he walked. As they got closer to him, Harry's suspicions were confirmed. "Oh no!" he groaned. ' I thought I wouldn't see them here, where is Hermione I don't want to speak to them' he thought looking wildly around for someone, anyone he knew. He'd even be glad to see Dudley and his gang of friends. He just couldn't face them after what happened last year. It was his fault Sirius died. "Ah-Ahem" grunted Uncle Vernon, snapping Harry out of his thoughts. "I'm going now, got a big deal to close at work" with that Vernon walked away.
'Right' thought Harry 'if I stick to the edges of the platform they won't see me. Ah there's Hermione and Ron' Slowly Harry started to walk over to the barrier being careful to keep an eye on the strangely dressed people. He was so busy watching them he didn't notice that he was about to walk right in to an older man with silver in his hair. BANG! "Sorry I wasn't looking where I was going are you.. Oh no" Harry quickly apologised. "Now is that any way to greet an old friend?" Questioned the gentleman. Who then made a low owl hoot, which caught the attention of the strangely dressed people. "Hi Remus, sorry its just that I was kinda hoping to get on the train quickly so I could see Ron and Hermione." Harry answered slower this time. "That's alright we just wanted to see if you were ok" "Wotcha Harry" Harry turned around to see, Tonks, Mad eye Moody and Arthur Weasley looking at him. "Hi everyone, there's really no need for you all to be here. I'm fine. I'll see you all later I promise to write" Harry said this quickly and went to move off to meet Hermione and Ron. " What's the hurry Potter" growled Moody. We're all coming on the train as well. a meeting with Dumbledore" He added looking at the quizzical look on Harry's face. "Fine, well I'm gonna be late if I don't go see ya" and he ran off before anyone could say anything.
"What's the matter Harry" Hermione asked when an out of breath Harry reached the barrier where she and Ron were waiting. In response to this question, Harry just pointed over his shoulder, he then explained between breaths that they had to meet Dumbledore. "Ahh ok well perhaps we can get away from them on the train" Ron injected.
The journey to Hogwarts was quite uneventful. They managed to find an empty compartment at the back of the train. Hermione was looking over their Fidelus Charm essays, while Harry and Ron where munching through the sweet supplies they brought from the trolley. When in walked Draco Malfoy with his friends Crabbe and Goyle. "Well, Well Potter I see your still alive, and Mud Blood is to. But for how long now that Voldemorts back I wonder." sneered Draco. "Watch you tongue Malfoy, why are you so happy anyway? Isn't Daddy still in Azkaban?" taunted Ron. "Its ok Ron" said Hermione in a matter of fact tone looking up from Harry's essay. " I would never expect some one of Crabbe or Goyle's intellectual capacity or anyone who befriends them to be able to come up with new insults over such a short period of 5 years." She smirked at Harry and Ron watching all three of the intruders confused reactions. "Would you like me to tell you what that means?" Ron asked the group. Silence greeted him, "ok, basically you are all idiots, is that right Hermione?" "Yep that's right". Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle retreated, while Draco muttered something about, " we'll get them back don't worry boys".
When the train pulled in to the station, Harry didn't look around at anyone. He said a quick "Hi Hagrid " over the voices of th other students and walked to one of the 'horseless' carriages. Hermione, Harry and Ron new that all was not as it appeared. Hagrid had told them about the Threstrals last year. But only three people could see them. Now however was a different story, Hermione and Ron could see them as well, because they had seen Sirius fall through the veil and die.
They filed in to the Great Hall and waited while the sorting took place. They noticed that there seemed to be a lot less new students this year. Ron's stomach rumbled, "oh come on" moaned Ron in a whisper. Finally all the announcements had been made except for one about who the new Defence Against the Dark Arts Teacher would be. Everyone waited to see who it would be as there were a number of new people at the staff table. " The new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher this year will be, our old friend Professor Lupin" Dumbledore announced. The Slytherins groaned while the other three tables cheered. But no one cheered louder than, those who had been in the Department of Mysteries at the end of last year. " He will also be helping with duelling lessons, which are available to the sixth and seventh years, I think that's everything so tuck in" concluded Dumbledore.
All of the Gryffindors in the third year or above immediately started talking about DADA. "What do you think we'll study this year?" "Do you think its wise letting him teach again?" and "Yes, we're free off Umbridge. I wonder what Lupin's like" stated many of the second years.
As Harry and Hermione got up to leave Professor McGonagall came up to them, " Ms Granger, Mr Potter, Professor Dumbledore wants to know if you will be continuing with the DA Club you set up last year. Think about it he wants an answer by Monday next week.
After the feast everyone made their way to his or her respective dorm room. To sleep and prepare for a set of interesting lessons tomorrow morning.
Disclaimer: I don not own Harry Potter or anything that you recognise from the books they belong to JK Rowling.
Chapter two
Harry work early the next morning, which he always did on September 1st. He was finally going back to Hogwarts; he really missed that castle during the Summer Holidays. To be honest he felt it was more like home than the Dursley's house ever had. He could eat as much as he liked go where he wanted (especially if he was wearing his invisibility cloak.)
Harry got jumped out of bed, had a wash and got changed. He made one final check that everything was packed ready for when he left to catch the train. He heaved his trunk down the stairs, being careful not to trip over Dudley's many broken belongings that littered the stairs. One trip later up and down the stairs to get Hedwig (who he finally managed to get in to her cage by using owl treats) and he was ready to go.
Harry made his way in to the kitchen; he was greeted by the familiar sight of Vernon's neatly parted black hair peering over the top of the newspaper. Dudley was sitting on his usual chair his eyes fixed upon the television, (A birthday present from a few years ago) quickly clearing his plate of a full fried breakfast complete with sausages, bacon, eggs, tomatoes and fried bread. Petunia was standing at the kitchen sink doing her best to peer over into the next garden where the neighbours seemed to be talking about something important. No one seemed to notice that Harry had walked in to the room. Thanks to the 'words' that some members of the order had with Vernon, Harry was now allowed much more to eat than the previous years. This had dramatically improved his appearance. He now had the appearance of a normal boy of his age. (Also due to the chores he had to do and the training he had been doing, his muscles were now very defined. He had to buy new robes to get as his old ones no longer fit him.)Although Petunia was very strict about the fact that he should have less to eat than Dudley was given. Harry knew that this was to keep her Duddykins happy.
He made himself a quick breakfast of toast and jam, which he was just about to start eating when a handsome tawny owl flew in through the window and sat before Harry. He noticed that the letter was thicker that the one he got from Hogwarts with his school supply list. 'Must be my exam results' thought Harry. He removed the letter from the owl's leg and opened it his hands trembling with a mixture of excitement and nerves.
Dear Mr Potter,
Please find enclosed your OWL results. All the lessons necessary for you to continue in your career path as an auror have been automatically selected. This means that you will carry on studying the following lessons to NEWT level:
Potions - Professor S. Snape Transfiguration - Professor M. McGonagall Defence Against the Dark Arts - To be confirmed Charms - Professor C. Flitwick Care of Magical Creatures - Professor R. Hagrid
You are also required to attend a Duelling lesson with Professors R Lupin and A. Dumbledore. You must also continue with Divination or Astronomy. May I suggest Divination as this will cover some parts of the Astronomy curriculum.
Yours truly,
Professor M McGonagall Deputy Head Mistress
The second piece of parchment had Harry's exam results on them. O is for Outstanding (Top marks) W is for Average L is for Less than expected. S is for Seriously worse than expected
Your Results:
Potions - W/L Transfiguration - W Charms - W Defence against the Dark Arts - O+ Care of magical Creatures - W/O Divination - L/S
Overall Grade of OWLS - W
Harry could of laughed out loud with relief. He had done better than he had expected. Especially in potions, which he suspected was due to the fact that Snape was not the examiner. Harry was snapped out of his thoughts by uncle Vernon saying "Right then Petunia, I suppose I'd better take him." "Boy, get your stuff in the car, make sure you don't get any filth over it."
Soon afterwards, Vernon folded his newspaper neatly in half, laid it on the table and reluctantly said, "I suppose I'd better get him to the train station" At this comment Harry practically leapt from his seat into the hall way and pulled on his hand-me-down grey coat.
About an hour later they arrived at Kings Cross Station, Vernon went to find a trolley for Harry. Meanwhile a group four of people dressed in an assortment of muggle clothing were walking towards Harry, he stared at them trying to figure out who they were. Then it hit him only one person had bubblegum pink hair like that and he only knew one person who limped when he walked. As they got closer to him, Harry's suspicions were confirmed. "Oh no!" he groaned. ' I thought I wouldn't see them here, where is Hermione I don't want to speak to them' he thought looking wildly around for someone, anyone he knew. He'd even be glad to see Dudley and his gang of friends. He just couldn't face them after what happened last year. It was his fault Sirius died. "Ah-Ahem" grunted Uncle Vernon, snapping Harry out of his thoughts. "I'm going now, got a big deal to close at work" with that Vernon walked away.
'Right' thought Harry 'if I stick to the edges of the platform they won't see me. Ah there's Hermione and Ron' Slowly Harry started to walk over to the barrier being careful to keep an eye on the strangely dressed people. He was so busy watching them he didn't notice that he was about to walk right in to an older man with silver in his hair. BANG! "Sorry I wasn't looking where I was going are you.. Oh no" Harry quickly apologised. "Now is that any way to greet an old friend?" Questioned the gentleman. Who then made a low owl hoot, which caught the attention of the strangely dressed people. "Hi Remus, sorry its just that I was kinda hoping to get on the train quickly so I could see Ron and Hermione." Harry answered slower this time. "That's alright we just wanted to see if you were ok" "Wotcha Harry" Harry turned around to see, Tonks, Mad eye Moody and Arthur Weasley looking at him. "Hi everyone, there's really no need for you all to be here. I'm fine. I'll see you all later I promise to write" Harry said this quickly and went to move off to meet Hermione and Ron. " What's the hurry Potter" growled Moody. We're all coming on the train as well. a meeting with Dumbledore" He added looking at the quizzical look on Harry's face. "Fine, well I'm gonna be late if I don't go see ya" and he ran off before anyone could say anything.
"What's the matter Harry" Hermione asked when an out of breath Harry reached the barrier where she and Ron were waiting. In response to this question, Harry just pointed over his shoulder, he then explained between breaths that they had to meet Dumbledore. "Ahh ok well perhaps we can get away from them on the train" Ron injected.
The journey to Hogwarts was quite uneventful. They managed to find an empty compartment at the back of the train. Hermione was looking over their Fidelus Charm essays, while Harry and Ron where munching through the sweet supplies they brought from the trolley. When in walked Draco Malfoy with his friends Crabbe and Goyle. "Well, Well Potter I see your still alive, and Mud Blood is to. But for how long now that Voldemorts back I wonder." sneered Draco. "Watch you tongue Malfoy, why are you so happy anyway? Isn't Daddy still in Azkaban?" taunted Ron. "Its ok Ron" said Hermione in a matter of fact tone looking up from Harry's essay. " I would never expect some one of Crabbe or Goyle's intellectual capacity or anyone who befriends them to be able to come up with new insults over such a short period of 5 years." She smirked at Harry and Ron watching all three of the intruders confused reactions. "Would you like me to tell you what that means?" Ron asked the group. Silence greeted him, "ok, basically you are all idiots, is that right Hermione?" "Yep that's right". Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle retreated, while Draco muttered something about, " we'll get them back don't worry boys".
When the train pulled in to the station, Harry didn't look around at anyone. He said a quick "Hi Hagrid " over the voices of th other students and walked to one of the 'horseless' carriages. Hermione, Harry and Ron new that all was not as it appeared. Hagrid had told them about the Threstrals last year. But only three people could see them. Now however was a different story, Hermione and Ron could see them as well, because they had seen Sirius fall through the veil and die.
They filed in to the Great Hall and waited while the sorting took place. They noticed that there seemed to be a lot less new students this year. Ron's stomach rumbled, "oh come on" moaned Ron in a whisper. Finally all the announcements had been made except for one about who the new Defence Against the Dark Arts Teacher would be. Everyone waited to see who it would be as there were a number of new people at the staff table. " The new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher this year will be, our old friend Professor Lupin" Dumbledore announced. The Slytherins groaned while the other three tables cheered. But no one cheered louder than, those who had been in the Department of Mysteries at the end of last year. " He will also be helping with duelling lessons, which are available to the sixth and seventh years, I think that's everything so tuck in" concluded Dumbledore.
All of the Gryffindors in the third year or above immediately started talking about DADA. "What do you think we'll study this year?" "Do you think its wise letting him teach again?" and "Yes, we're free off Umbridge. I wonder what Lupin's like" stated many of the second years.
As Harry and Hermione got up to leave Professor McGonagall came up to them, " Ms Granger, Mr Potter, Professor Dumbledore wants to know if you will be continuing with the DA Club you set up last year. Think about it he wants an answer by Monday next week.
After the feast everyone made their way to his or her respective dorm room. To sleep and prepare for a set of interesting lessons tomorrow morning.