Hey! Yet another chapter! I don't think I ever mentioned Danny's wand, it's Mahogany 11 1/2 in. Enchantment, Essence of Unicorn hair. And there you go!

And if anyone cares, my wand is as follows: Cherry 12 1/2 in. Enchantment Essence of Wood Rose. (How cool is that, my name is Rose. Arn't they good?)

I'm glad you all love this story so much! starts crying THANKS YOU SO MUCH! starts crying harder I WANT TO SEE PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN! I went to see it yesterday but it was sold out so we say SuperMan, which was really cool but nothing beats Pirates!

List of things that happen in summer 2007. 1) Harry Potter 5 movie, 2) Harry Potter 7 book, 3) Pirates of the Caribbean 3 and 4) Spiderman 3. WHY DOES EVERYTHING HAVE TO HAPPEN NEXT YEAR!

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When the three sat down at the Gryffindor table Harry looked up and saw the Umbridge woman from his hearing. He told Ron and Hermione, but they weren't sure why she was here either.

A moment later the first years walked in lead by Professor McGonagall and Danny who was walking next to her. McGonagall placed a stool down and the Sorting hat on it and everyone waited. Then the hat burst in song. The song explained all about the founders and how everything fell apart, and it seemed to warn us that we had to unite.

After that McGonagall walked over to the stool and pulled out the list of first years and started calling out names. After a while the last name was called, everyone clapped but there was still one person left standing in front of the stage. People were already talking; he was much too tall to be a first year.

Dumbledore stood up after a moment and began to talk in a strong but cheerful voice. "I have wonderful news, Danny Fenton will be joining us for his fifth year. He has never had any magical training but he is ready to get started. But it will help that he is going to be taught his first four years of magic by Miss Hermione Granger." Everyone clapped for Hermione, who had turned pink. "So please, Danny come up here." Dumbledore sat back down as Danny walked over to the stool; an uproar of whispers had started. No one had ever started after first year, of course to be fair most of the whispers were from the girls of the school saying things like, 'Oh! He's so cute!'

Danny sat down on the stool and McGonagall placed the hat on his head and it began to speak. "Well, you have a long year ahead of you. I see your very brave, yes very brave. Although sometimes careless," chuckled the hat. "I know, Gryffindor!" the hat exclaimed, the Gryffindor table stood and clapped loudly.

Danny smiled and walked over to his friends and sat down. Dumbledore stood again and made the food appear. Everyone ate until they were about to burst, and then Dumbledore stood once more, the food disappearing while he began his speech.

"First years must know that the forest is out of bounds to students-and a few of our older students should know this by now," he started. (Harry, Ron and Hermione exchanged smirks and Danny rolled his eyes.) "We are pleased to welcome back Professor Grubbly-Plank for Care of Magical Creatures and Professor Umbridge, our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher."

Everyone clapped, although Harry and the others exchanged panicked looks, how long was she staying and where was Hagrid?

Dumbledore was about to continue when he was interrupted by Umbridge, "Hem, hem." It seemed she wanted to speak. Dumbledore looked surprised for a moment then smiled and sat down. Umbridge stood.

"Thank you, headmaster," she started, he voice very high and girly, which was strange coming from such a frog-like woman. She continued with a very long speech, most everyone let their minds go everywhere but the speech and talked quietly with the person next to them. All that is but Hermione who seemed to be taking in every word.

After she was done she sat and Dumbledore finished up and dismissed them. Hermione and Ron walked over to get all the first years while Harry and Danny walked to the common room. Some people were staring at the two friends; Harry thought it must be because of how the paper was making him look like a lying show-off and for Danny because of the opening from Dumbledore.

Harry and Danny stopped in front of the picture of the Fat Lady when Harry realized that he didn't know the password. Neville ran up and said the password, he wasn't going to forget it this year, it was Mimbulus Mimbletonia. The Fat Lady opened the door and the three walked up to their room, Danny was staying there too. There had always been an extra bed in their room.

Dean and Seamus were already there, putting up posters and unpacking. It's amazing how one question can spark a fight, and that's exactly what happened here. Seamus's mom didn't want him to come back to Hogwarts because she believed what the Daily Prophet said about Harry and Dumbledore The fight stopped somewhat when Ron came up. At first he got into it too, but then showed that he was a prefect and threatened detention.

Dean and Neville (Dean somewhat) backed up Harry when it came to Voldemort being back.

After that was done and there was a silence Danny spoke up. "Soooo, I'm Danny Fenton," he said putting a hand out to Dean.

Dean smiled a little and took his hand. "Dean Thomas, and that's Seamus Finnigan."

"Nice to meet you," said Danny.

After a few minutes of conversation everyone got dressed and went to bed.

The next morning Seamus was dressed very quickly and ran out the door. Danny, Ron and Harry all walked down to the great hall together running into Hermione. When they entered the great hall and walked to their table a tall black girl with long hair walked up to them.

"Hi Harry!" she said quickly.

"Hi Angelina," he replied.

"Guess what, I've been made Quidditch Captain," she said.

"Nice one," replied Harry again.

"Yeah, well we need a new Keeper now that Oliver's left. Tryouts are on Friday at five o'clock and I want the whole team there," she explained, then she noticed Danny. "Oh, hi. Your Danny Fenton, right? I'm Angelina, have you ever played Quidditch?"

"Nope," he answered. "What's a Keeper anyway?" asked Danny.

"The goal keeper, he makes sure no balls get in the three rings," answered Harry.

"That doesn't sound so hard, I have pretty good reflexes," said Danny.

"Maybe you should try out then, sorry have to go. Bye!" said Angelina walking away.

"Danny, there's just one problem," stated Hermione, "You don't know how to ride a broom, and Quidditch is played on them."

Danny shrugged. "It can't be that hard, I can already fly. I just have to add a broom to the mix," he said sitting down.

"He's got a point," said Ron sitting next to him, Harry as well.

After they were finished with there breakfast McGonagall handed out the schedules. "I can't believe it! Look what we have today! History of Magic, double Potions, Divination and double DADA. What a tough day." exclaimed Ron.

"What did you expect, it's our O.W.L. year." said Hermione looking over her own schedule.

They walked off to Snape's dungeon for potions. "This seems like a swell place for a class," said Danny dryly as they stopped in front of it.

"Everyone quiet," said Snape while walking into the classroom. "Today we will be making the Draught of Peace. The ingredients and method are on the board. You have half an hour, start."

Of course the potion was a very complicated one and the ingredients had to be added in the right order and quantities. They all got started. Harry was feeling bad for himself, but even more so for Danny. He had never done this before; there was no way he'd be able to do this potion.

"There should be a light silver vapor rising from your potion," called Snape when it was ten minutes left.

Harry looked around the classroom, his potion had a dark gray steam and Ron's was spitting green sparks. Hermione's had a silver vapor and to his surprise, so did Danny's.

After time was up Snape walked around the classroom judging everyone's potions. He stopped at Harry's. "Potter, what is this suppose to be?" he asked.

"The Draught of Peace," answered Harry.

"Tell me Mr. Potter, did you add syrup of hellebore?" asked Snape.

Harry's heart sank. "No," he said quietly.

"Then this is worthless," said Snape, pulling out his wand and pointing it to Harry's cauldron. "Evanesco." And the potion vanished.

Snape smiled and moved on to Danny, who was sitting next to Harry. His smile disappeared when he saw Danny's potion. It was just like Hermione's, perfect.

"Mr. Fenton, tell me did you get any help from Miss Granger?" asked Snape.

"No sir," answered Danny.

Snape's eyes narrowed. "Then tell me how you got your potion perfect if you have never had any magical training?"

Danny smiled. "Well I did read the potion book from front to cover after I got it," started Danny, "And I don't know if it counts but science was my best subject in my old school and it's very similar to this. Mixing things together to make something new," answered Danny.

Snape walked away seething. "Please fill one flagon with a sample of your potion, label it clearly with you name and bring it up to my desk," said Snape sitting at the aforementioned desk. "Homework: twelve inches of parchment on the properties of moonstone and it's uses in potion-making, hand it in on Thursday."

After everyone filled their flagons and put their things away Snape dismissed them.

"That was really unfair," muttered Danny when they were far away from Snape.

"Yeah, well he's never been fair to me," said Harry, then he smiled. "Of course I think it what you said to him was worth it, the look on his face!"

"Yeah, that was wicked!" exclaimed Ron.

"I have to admit, he deserved it," said Hermione with a small grin, "You have been studying really hard lately."

Danny nodded and they walked into the Divination.

"Hello class, I see you have all returned to Hogwarts just as I knew you would," Professor Trelawney began, "You will find your copies of The Dream Oracle. Dream interpretation is the most important means of divining the future. Turn to the introduction and read what Imago has to say on the matter of dream interpretation. Then divide into pairs and interpret each other's most recent dreams."

After they were done reading the intro they only had ten minutes left for the dream interpretation. Harry and Danny paired up while Ron paired up with Neville. "So, what is one of your dreams?" asked Danny.

"No, you go first," said Harry.

"Well, I know what mine means. I dreamt of my evil self kidnapping my family and friends and I can't use my powers to save them," said Danny. "Ever since the boggart, I'm just paranoid. It doesn't have any deep meaning." Danny sighed, "I already hate this class." Harry agreed.

After they were done they climbed down the ladder. "Can't believe how much homework we have already. I hope that Umbridge doesn't give us any."

When they walked in Professor Umbridge was already seated in the teacher's desk. "Good afternoon class!" she said when everyone was seated.

A few people muttered, "Good afternoon" back.

"That won't do! Once again, Good afternoon!" she said again.

"Good afternoon!" this time everyone said.

"Good, now quills out and wands away." she said. This was a warning that this wouldn't be a fun class.

Defense Against the Dark Arts

A Return to Basic Principles

"I know you've had problems with teachers that don't follow the Ministry-approved curriculum, which has put you far behind standards," stated Umbridge. Umbridge made three sentences appear on the board. "Now everyone please everyone read chapter one of you copy of Defensive Magical Theory." She sat down at her desk as everyone began to read.

It was extremely dull; Harry kept on reading the same sentence over and over again, while Danny was staring off into space after reading the first page. But Hermione had not even opened her copy and had her hand up in the air. After a few more minutes Harry wasn't the only one watching her, everyone in the class was now.

Finally Umbridge took notice of her. "Do you have a question, dear?" she asked.

"Yes about you course exams," said Hermione.

"And you are-?"

"Hermione Granger."

"Well, I think the course exams are perfectly clear," said Umbridge in a sweet voice.

"Well I don't, it doesn't say anything about using the spells," said Hermione bluntly.

"Using defensive spells?" asked Umbridge as if it was totally crazy. "I can't imagine a situation for you to use them."

"We're not using magic?" asked Ron.

"Students raise their hands to talk in my class, Mr.-?"

"Weasley," said Ron putting his hand up. Harry, Hermione and Danny raised their hands up as well.

"Yes, Miss Granger?"

"Isn't the whole point to Defense Against the Dark Arts to practice defensive spells?" she asked.

"No, you will be learning about defensive spells in a secure, risk-free way-" started Umbridge.

"What use is that?" said Harry loudly. "If we are attacked-"

"Hand, Mr. Potter!" Harry put his hand up in the air, but Umbridge turned to Dean.

"Name?" asked Umbridge.

"Dean Thomas, and as Harry said, if we're going to be attacked it won't be risk-free-" said Dean.

"I repeat, do you expect to be attacked during class?" asked Umbridge.

"No, but-"

"I don't wish to criticize your past teachers, but you have been exposed to some irresponsible wizards in this class. Not to mention extremely dangerous half-breeds," explained Umbridge with a nasty laugh.

"If you mean Professor Lupin, he's a great guy and I'm sure a great teacher and-" started Danny.

"Hand! Mr.-?"

"Danny Fenton, and-"

"Hand, Mr. Fenton!"

"And it is my understanding that your last teacher preformed illegal curses in front of you-" said Umbridge.

"And he turned out to be a maniac, but we still learned loads-" said Dean.

"Your hand is not up!"

Parvati Patil raised her hand. "But what about the practical bit in our O.W.L?"

"As long as you have studied the theory there is no reason you will not be able to perform the spells," said Umbridge.

"Without ever practicing them before?" asked Parvati.

"As long as you study the theory-"

"And what good is theory in the real world?" asked Harry.

"This is school, Mr. Potter, not the real world," she said softly.

"So we're no supposed to be prepared for what's waiting out there?" asked Harry.

"There is nothing waiting out there, Mr. Potter."

"Oh yeah?" asked Harry, his temper rising.

"Who do you imagine wants to attack children, like yourselves?" asked Umbridge, her voice as sweet as possible.

"Hmm, let me think . . .maybe Lord Voldemort?" said Harry.

There was a loud gasp and some of the girls screamed.

"Ten points from Gryffindor, Mr. Potter," said Umbridge, and after a moment asked, "You are convinced that a Dark wizard has returned from the dead-"

"He wasn't dead, but yes he's returned," said Harry.

"Mr. Potter, this is a lie!" exclaimed Umbridge, her voice no longer sweet.

"It is not a lie! I saw and fought him!" exclaimed Harry back.

"Detention Mr. Potter! Tomorrow evening at five," said Umbridge.

Harry stood up. "So, according to you, Cedric Diggory dropped dead of his own accord," said Harry.

Everyone gasped; Harry hadn't mentioned Cedric at all.

"Cedric's death was an accident," said Umbridge.

"It was a murder. Voldemort killed him," said Harry his voice shaking.

There was silence for a moment, and then Danny stood up as well. "Professor, I haven't known Harry very long, heck I didn't know I was a wizard before two weeks ago. I even don't know much about this 'Voldemort'- (a few gasps) "But I know that Harry doesn't lie and Hermione and everyone else is right, we have to practice the spells to be able to perform them," said Danny.

"Excuse me, Mr. Fenton, but since you have only practiced magic for a day then I think you have no right to be speaking," said Umbridge.

"Professor, Danny has already learned the whole first year curriculum and spells. He also make a perfect Draught of Peace potion," said Hermione, also losing her temper. The classroom filled with whispers.

"Miss Granger, if you do not wish to join your friend please begin to read," said Umbridge. Hermione looked as if she wasn't going to, but then sat back down. "The same goes for you Mr. Fenton. And Mr. Potter, take this to McGonagall." she said handing Harry a note.

"Professor, you can't punish him for speaking the truth-" insisted Danny.

"That's it! Mr. Fenton you, too, detention with you friend Mr. Potter. And you can also go with him to Professor McGonagall," she said handing him a note as well.

Danny grabbed it and he and Harry stormed out of the room and slammed the door.

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