AN: Thanks to all who reviewed! Sorry it took so long to post. I'm a bit busy.
The following note is to 'Harry Potter Police', who left a very well rounded review (applause!), to whom I must answer a few questions. 1)Thanks! They may be in character now, but in the later chappys, Draco gets way ooc, but that is intentional and will be explained when I get there. 2) I never really thought about why they didn't kno she was coming. It was just good for the plot, I guess. 3) U R right, she does have 2 DADA for each year, but I made it so that she only has one PE class per year. That's only 21 classes. Therefore, she has about 4 classes a day and 5 on one day. It can be done if she doesn't want freetime... Plus, let's just say she's extremely organized... 4) The whole paragraph thing... My Eng. teacher says I have the same problem, so I'm trying to work on it. Thanks! Thank you very much for the help! Lord knows I need it!
It was Tuesday and the 5th years were on their way to the Gym. Dumbledore had put more descriptive directions on their timetables, so they got there fairly quickly.
Professor Weasley (this was the first time they had her) was waiting at the door. She smiled when Ron, Harry, and Hermione walked up. "Ronniekins!" She gave him a hug and laughed when he scowled.
"I haven't talked to you yet! How are you? I just had GinGin in my Defense Against Dark Arts class this last hour. We had a VERY interesting conversation. I don't have Gred and Forge until tomorrow, though. I've talked to them, of course. They wouldn't let me get away! Have you-" She didn't seem to stop for air.
Ron just nodded along, trying to pretend that the tall girl with the strong Irish accent was NOT his cousin, his face turning redder by the second.
Finally, the bell rung and Shaylee shut up. "Oh! That's the bell! Are we all here?" She looked around. The students were all looking at her blankly.
She laughed. "Well, aren't we a responsive group! Let me take attendance before we get started."
And that's what she did. Kind of... For instance, instead of saying, 'Hermione Granger', she said 'Herm the Forest Ranger'. Then there was 'Hairy Potty', 'Ronniekins Weasleface', and of course, 'Dragon Malformed'.
Everyone (except the Slytherins, of course) laughed at the latter, making her smile as she finished.
"OK! In we go! Follow me!" She opened the door and led them into a huge room. "Time for the official tour!"
She walked about 10 feet to her right. "This is the girl's locker room. The boy's is waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay over there!" She pointed to her left.
"These will be used to change clothes. They are NOT for snogging, wild parties, or holding weird rituals to ancient gods."
The class laughed and Shaylee smiled and continued. "And yes, most days you will have to wear gym clothes. Which," she added, grinning evilly, "will be provided." She laughed as the girls all groaned.
"They aren't really that bad, guys." She paused, thought a moment, and took her wand out. "In fact, to save time, I'll just do this for you..."
She waved her wand and suddenly they weren't wearing their robes anymore. They were wearing running shorts and a T-shirt in their house colors. The shorts were the main color (ex: Gryffindor: Red, Slytherin: green) while the shirts were the other color with a collar the same color as the shorts.
"OK, now back to the tour... Everybody see that door over there?" She nodded towards an old looking door with no window on the other side of the gym. "Well... That's the swimming pool."
Hermione's ears perked up. "In a few weeks, we'll start our swimming unit, but everyone is welcome to swim in it on weekends and during freetime. It will be open always except after curfew." She paused and glared at the class threateningly.
"However, never, EVER got here without a partner. There won't always be a lifeguard on duty, and if nobody is there and you drown, the only thing I'm saying at your funeral is 'I told you so'."
She got a few laughs out of that and smiled. "Mostly, we'll be doing Muggle sports, but today... We're going to play a game you are all familiar with."
She waved her wand once again and Quidditch goalposts appeared on the ends of the gym.
There was a lot of cheering, but some of them were less than thrilled, like Hermione.
"So, is there anyone here who's never played a game of Quidditch before?" Hermione and another Muggle born (a Hufflepuff) were the only ones who raised their hands.
Professor Weasley groaned. "Of course... I should have expected that..."
She stopped and re-phrased her question, "Is there anyone here who's never SEEN a game of Quidditch?" No one raised their hands and Shaylee smiled and nodded.
"We'll be using the school brooms, of course." They ALL groaned when they heard that.Everione hadexperienced the wrath of the school brooms.
"However, if you are able to do the summoning charm to get a decent broom- it doesn't even have to be yours- within twenty seconds, you may use it." She winked at Harry. She had, evidently, heard about his little task last year.
Some people groaned because they either couldn't do the summoning charm or they didn't have a broom to summon.
However, those who were accomplished at the summoning charm (cough Harry cough), had a broom to summon (cough Harry cough), or had listened and had heard that they could summon someone ELSE'S broom ("Oh, George won't mind..." Ron's famous last words) all summoned their brooms. Hermione even allowed herself to summon up Percy's old broom, which had been given to Ron, who refused to use it. She'd rather ride on an old hand- me-down Comet than on one of the school Comets that had probably had jinxes put on them by the Weasley twins.
All together, there were only about 7 people in the whole class that didn't have to use school brooms.
Shaylee waited until the twenty seconds were up, then turned back to the class.
"Usually, there are seven people on a Quidditch team. However, because there are thirty-six people in this class, we'll have eighteen people on a team. I'm not organized enough to have rotations, so we're going to make there be more players for each position. There will still only be one Seeker per team, of course. But, there will be three Keepers, eight Chasers, and six Beaters."
She stopped deliberately and looked at the class unwaveringly for a short moment. "I will separate you into teams, but you can choose your own positions. So... If everyone is ready, I'll put you into teams. I wanna play some Quidditch!"
Harry thought that Professor Weasley had done a lousy job picking the teams, as the only Quidditch player on the other team was a Hufflepuff Chaser.
Evidently, a Ravenclaw boy on the other team had noticed this too and said, "Hey! They get all the good players!" "Hey! I take offense to that!" the Hufflepuff cried back. "I was only kidding!" The Ravenclaw grinned.
Over on Harry's team, Hermione was doing the one thing she was great at: taking charge.
"OK, first we need two Keepers. Who's willing to do that?" Seamus and Justin volunteered for that position, both accepting and respecting Hermione taking control of the group. However, she wasn't that lucky with the Slytherins.
"Hold on," Malfoy butted in. "Who died and made YOU Queen of the Field, Mudblood?"
Hermione raised a warning glance at all of the non-Slytherins, who were all glaring at Draco violently. She chose her words carefully. "Well, apparently nobody but you and your fellow Slytherins object it, and remember, BLONDIE, majority rules."
For once, Draco failed for words. "Now," Hermione continued, "the position of Seeker is easily filled..."
At the same exact time, two voices came out and said, "That's me."
Hermione looked up to find Harry and Malfoy staring at each other angrily. Everyone else was watching them too.
"Well," Padma Patil spoke up hesitantly. "Harry's the better Seeker..." Malfoy glared at her while murmurs of agreement went up from the team.
"That settles it," Hermione said, smiling at Harry. "Harry's the Seeker."
After the positions on both teams were separated out, they were all herded into proper formation. First, Professor Weasley let the Snitch and the Bludgers out. She grinned at Ron (Chaser) mischievously, winked at Hermione (also a Chaser) and tossed the Quaffle up.
Evidently, Professor Weasley was not one of those teachers who chose favorites. More accurately, she chose a few students to absolutely torture and treat the rest normally. Most people thought that she would have been nice to Ron just because they were related.
However, you could tell she wasn't, because he was the only one out of Hermione, Harry, and him that was on the other team. Also, when she threw up the Quaffle, it was much closer to Hermione's team than to Ron's.
Padma (who was an experienced Ravenclaw Chaser) got the Quaffle. She sped towards the goalpost, (which was being guarded by Hannah Abbott) with two of the other Chasers on her team following her.
Halfway there, she was stopped by a Slytherin Chaser and tossed the Quaffle to the nearest Chaser. That Chaser happened to be Hermione, who did everything but fall off her broom to catch it.
As soon as she caught the Quaffle, both Bludgers were sent in her way. She ducked from the first one, but the second was too low for her to do anything.
Suddenely, Draco (who was a Beater) came up and knocked the Bludger away. Hermione looked up, saw that it was Draco that had saved her and stuck her nose in the air, flying towards the goalpost and throwing it crookedly to another Chaser on the way.
"Watch where you're going, Granger!" Draco yelled after her. She pointedly ignored him.
Below, Professor Weasley watched them, intrigued. "This could be quite interesting..." She paused. 'Oh Shaylee, you devil!' she scolded herself. Grinning and shrugging her conscience off, she went back to watching the game.
Harry Potter was way up by the ceiling (indoor Quidditch had its bad side) searching for the snitch. She had heard from her Aunt Molly that him and Ron were best friends, but her little talk with Ginny had let her know a lot more about him.
She couldn't help but admire his flying skills. 'Ginny was right. He is a great flier,' she thought, a grin coming on her face. 'Ginny seems to have a little crush... I'll get to play Cupid soon!'
Her attention was abruptly brought back to the game when a red blur streaked past her. She hadn't even noticed it, but the Snitch wasn't even ten feet from her.
Harry grinned as he held the Snitch up.
"Great job. Come on down here!" she yelled to the rest of the class.
She turned to Harry and smiled as he handed her the snitch. "I'm very impressed with your flying skills, Mr. Potter." He blushed and shrugged, saying, "Thanks..."
When everyone was off of their brooms, she said, "OK, everyone. That's all for today, but I do have a surprise for you on Thursday... Whether it's a good surprise or a bad surprise, you won't find out until then..."
She waved her wand and they were all back in their school robes again. Grinning, she said, "You'll have to do that on your own from now on... And now, I guess you're dismissed!"
The class quickly departed until there was only a group of Gryffindors and a group of Slytherins left. The three Gryffindors were getting Hermione's books from the side of the room. She watched as Draco Malfoy and his two stalkers (or what appeared to be stalkers to her) walked by and muttered something. Ron seemed extremely PO'd, but Harry and Hermione stopped him from doing anything.
Approaching them,Shaylee asked, "Is something wrong here?"
"Of course not, Professor," Malfoy answered quickly.
She raised an eyebrow and turned to Hermione. Ron answered for her, "He just called her a Mudblood, Shay. He's been making remarks like th-"
Professor Weasley held her hand up, silencing him. "Is this true?" she asked Hermione, who nodded.
Professor Weasley turned to Draco. "Twenty points from Slytherin, for obvious reasons."
She turned back to Ron and said, "And five points from Gryffindor for calling a Professor by her first name."
AN: OK, I know that there are lots of probs with this chappy. However, the only one that is really REALLY bothering me is the lack of an Irish accent for Shaylee. I can speak an Irish accent really well, but I have problems writing in one. AND I DON'T KNOW WHY! It's driving me crazy, and if NE one could help (dunno how they could, but yeah...) I would appreciate it sooooooooooooo very much!
