Authors note: Thank you Katluvssport for giving feed back and please continue and I'm using some off your ideas. If this is a little bad contact me I'm listening to music. (Greenday.) Now on with the story. I'm not going to have Quirell or any one have been Vold, no sorcerer's stone in it. Something else will happen not sure yet Give me Ideas plz I'll pick best one.

I DON'T F ING OWN HARRY POTTER (Disclaimers are annoying I've got many emails about that)

Chapter 5

Potions and Defense agst drk arts

"Neville get up were going to be late." Said a voice off in the distance.

Neville groaned and slowly opened his eyes. Ron was standing next to his four poster bed.

Were going to be late Neville, hurry up. He said walking out door.

Neville pulled his black and red robes over his head. He looked at his room, the red curtains were strange. (He does something to them later)

He opened the door and ran down the marble staircase only to meet Hermione Granger.

"Oh hello" said Neville bleakly.

"Well hurry up then we've got to get to class" she was carrying loads of books

"Okay" Ron and Harry had already left.

"Where are we going first." He questioned

"Why potions of course didn't you read the schedule?" she asked "I'll take that as a No"

He nodded

They ran down staircases as if they world was to end.

They met up with Harry and Ron at breakfast. They sat down by them.

"Pass me the porridge please." Harry handed it to him

"Look at Malfoy at the Hufflepuff table." Laughed Ron "I thought he would be in Slytherin or have gotten back on the train."

"Let's go we need to leave" said Neville who had porridge running down his face to finish.

Harry was disgusted "Wipe your mouth."

They left for Potions. They went out of the Great Hall and down the dungeons. They turned down many halls until they finally came to a door.

Neville entered first and sat at the middle table next to Hermione. Harry and Ron were next to them.

"Now those of you who are serious Stay" Said a mysterious voice. "But those of you who intend on playing Leave, No. Let's begin then shall we

A man appeared at the doorway. He had long black hair and a greasy nose and beady black eyes.

"Today we will be making a Wingweld potion. What is it made of? Harry."

"I don't know"

"One point from Gryffindor.

He wrote the ingredients on the board. You have an hour start.

At the end of the hour Harry's Hermione's and Neville's were the only ones who had perfect potions.

The bell rang

"Class dismissed"

They went off to Defense against the Dark Arts.

"He hates me."

"Yeah I noticed"

When they arrived at DADA Quirell was at the front waiting patiently. There weren't many items in his room.

The other students arrived a while later and they started class.

T-t-today we will learn the tickling jinx. R-r-repeat after me, Riptaciempra.

The class echoed "Riptaciempra

"Good, take out y-y-your wand and a partner and p-p-practice"

"The class took out there wands and took a partner.

Then the room was full of shouts or Riptaciempra and laughter

"Potter come to my desk."

He did.

"I want you and your brother to meet Madame Hooch outside after class.

"Thank you"

"Neville after class we need to go to the Quiditch field"

"Ok. Hermione I'll meet you back in the common room for lunch later and teach me what I miss for Charms.

"Okay see you." Hermione started to blush.

The Bell rung.

Thank you to my loyal fans and remember to give me ideas for the end of the first year.

I already know the biggest surprise.