Chapter 5: Cornish Pixies

Harry groaned quietly as he saw Hermione admiring the new Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor, Gilderoy Lockhart.

She non stop talked about his books and how handsome the guy was. It annoyed him like crazy. This guy was so focused on himself that Harry thought they wouldn't learn anything this year.

And of course he was right, Lockhart sent Cornish Pixies loose in the classroom. He didn't even stay to help catch them. He just hid himself in his office.

"Now what do we do?" Ron asked, trying to fight off the pixies.

Harry stayed silent. Taking the book he had in his hand, he knocked one out of Hermione's hair.

"Thanks bro." Hermione said.

"You're welcome, sis." Harry said.

Hermione frustratingly stood up. She used her wand to cast an immobilizing spell to freeze the pixies. Harry noticed the small cut on her cheek from where one of them got her.

Dumbledore came running in with Snape close at his heels. (Snape had a free period) Draco was behind them. Hermione gave Draco a small smile. He smiled back at her.

"Are you both okay?" Dumbledore asked, checking Hermione and Harry.

"Yes sir." They said in unison.

Dumbledore took Hermione's chin gently. He turned her head to inspect the scratch on her cheek.

"It's just a scratch, dad." Hermione said.

"Still. I want Poppy to take a look at it."

Hermione chose not to argue. She followed Dumbledore out of the classroom. At one point she held his hand as they headed to the hospital. Dumbledore was humming a tune to a muggle song. It caused Hermione to smile.

"No telling your mother about the scratch." Dumbledore said as Madame Pomfrey checked over Hermione.

"Too late."

Hermione and Dumbledore turned to the doorway leading to the Hospital. McGonagall was standing there with her arms folded.

"My sweet, shouldn't you be teaching?" Dumbledore asked.

"Severus is watching my class. Harry and him came to get me. They said Hermione was in here." McGonagall said. "Do either of you care to explain what happened?"

"Lockhart sent Cornish Pixies loose in the classroom, mummy. I got a little scratched up. I'm fine though." Hermione said.

"I had it handled, my sweet. All is well."

McGonagall rolled her eyes at her husband. She was going to have a talk later with Lockhart.