Harry Weasley

Chapter Twenty-Seven: The First DADA Class

The five friends went down to their first DADA Class of the school year with Professor Lockhart. When they first saw him in his Professor robes at the sorting feast, they thought that he was a fake, but they thought that they would give him a chance. They walked into the DADA classroom and found that the girls were all sitting up front, and that included Pansy and Hermoine who left the boys to their own designs on where to sit. Ron, Draco and Harry sat in the back of the room with Neville, Seamus and Dean. "What do you guys think about the Professor so far. Have any of you talked to anyone who have had a class with him yet?" Draco asked his other friends.

"I hear that he is a bit eccentric, but seems to know what he is talking about. I heard from a couple of first years that had him right after breakfast this morning, that he made them comfortable with the subject. They were more astonished that they were here, than with the teacher or the class it seems." Crabbe said this from in front of the other 6 where he sat with Goyle. It seems that since last year, they had started to treat the other students with more respect. They were also smarter than they at first seemed.

Draco had explained to the rest of them that they weren't stupid, just a little slow. They were actually quite good at certain things, and they were followers, not leaders. They weren't to be worried about with going on with what their fathers were doing, because they follow what Draco does anyway.

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Headmaster's Office

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While the 8 of them talked, the headmaster was talking to Marge Dursley who he had invited to come to Hogwart's to have tea that evening. "Well Marge, I'm glad to announce to you that Harry and Dudley now know who each other are, and seem to get along fine. They were a bit surprised to hear about each other, but they have been spending some of their extra time getting to know each other and about their respective families. It seems that Dudley is liking this school a lot, and is getting along with his fellow students well. He was sorted into the Ravenclaw house, and all his Professor's seem to like him. None of them know that he is related to Harry, and only a couple of students do. I figured I would let them tell everyone if they wanted to." He smiled at the lady who was sitting there with a smile on her face.

"I'm glad to hear that Albus, I know that they both are orphans now, and that they could use each other. Harry might have been adopted by the Weasley's, but he is still a Potter. When do you think I can let him know who I am? Even tho I think he knows who I am by now, because we met up in Diagon Alley when we went to get their school supplies this year."

"Like you said, he knows who you are, and I think that at any time that you want, you can come up to get to know him better. Maybe I can get things worked out so that you and Dudley can spend the Christmas holidays with the Weasley's this year. I will work on that for you, and send Fawkes with a reply for you. I know that you don't have an owl to keep in touch with Dudley during the school year, can I offer the services of one of the school owls for you to take4 with you?"

"Is that possible, I would really appreciate it if you could. Thank you Albus, you have been nice to me and my family. Is there something that your not telling me that I should know?" Marge, being the ever knowing lady that she is, hit the nail on the head right away.

"Yes there is something, and I would prefer that if I tell you, that you don't tell Harry or Dudley what I tell you. I will let you take the owl with you anyways, but this must be kept a secret for now." Albus didn't have his usual twinkle in his eyes when he said this, but it came back with a force when Marge nodded. So he told her about the secret that he had been keeping for the last 30 years of his life.

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Back to the DADA Classroom

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Harry and the rest were sitting there talking quietly when Professor Lockhart came in carrying what looked like a owl cage with a cover on it. "Class now if you would kindly put your books away, this first class will be practical and you will only need your wands." With a flourish after the class put there wands away, he lifted off the cover and the class found it filled with pixies.

A/N: Ok I am not one to flame my reviewers, and I am not going to do it now. I just have a comment to one of mine, and please don't take this the wrong way. This is supposed to be a good comment and it will also clear some things up for those of you that don't follow the books, or don't remember little things. I will not mention the name of the reviewer, so as not to make them mad.

To the reviewer who asked, Dudley is the same person who in the books is his obnoxious cousin that picks on him all the time.

Now who can guess what Dumbledore's secret is. Thank you all for reviewing and reading. —Donald