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Chapter 4
The morning came too soon for the Trio's liking and their dreams were plagued by flashbacks of the war. They each woke up at 6 am not use to being able to sleep for more than a couple hours without being attacked by Death Eaters out for their blood. With dark bruises under their eyes they made their way to the Great Hall silently each wondering what the day's adventures would bring them.
No year at Hogwarts had ever been normal, well that was true unless you would count a Dark Lord possessing your Defense against the Dark Arts teacher and stopping said Dark Lord in your first year, a beast that can kill you just by looking into its eyes roaming the castle petrifying muggle born students, the first ever person to escape Azkaban coming after you personal/finding out that your best friends was the reason why your parents was dead/having a werewolf as a professor, a lunatic masquerading as your teacher and being illegally entered in a tournament which was previously banned because of its death rate, breaking into the department of mysteries in your 5th year because of a trap set by a Dark Lord only to watch your Godfather died and in your 6th year under covering a conspiracy to kill your headmaster.
Needless to say it was a miracle that the three of them were still alive much less sain.
They sat down on the Gryffindor table serving themselves with generous amounts of the Hogwarts house elves scrumptious breakfast. Harry and Hermione eating at a much slower pace than Ron who was frantically shoving the food in his mouth like it would disappear at any moment. Hermione threw him a dirty glare, disgusted by his eating habits.
"Whasyh arsh yous loockin at?" Ron questioned with his mouth filled with food.
Hermione shot Harry wordlessly asking Harry to translate for her.
"He said what are you looking at" Harry translated for Hermione.
"Seriously do you not have any manners at all" Hermione hissed at Ron, "You are a 23 year old man living in a 13 year old's body".
"What do you expect me to do? This is the first time in years that I've had so much to eat. I mean you don't seem too worried eating what was it you called, oh yeah slave made food" Ron sneered waving a scone around in his hand.
Harry watched the scene playing out with an amused smile playing on his lips. It was nice to see his two best friends back to their usually selves.
Hermione and Ron continued to argue over the course of breakfast and didn't seem to have any sign stopping until Professor McGonagll came over to give them their time tables.
"Miss Granger, Mr Weasley, Mr Potter I trust you had a good summer holidays. Here are your time tables, I trust you won't be having any adventures this year" the Professor said briskly looking each of them in the eye.
The Trio nodded wordlessly as they were handed their time tables.
"Why don't we go and search the library after lunch? We all have a free period after lunch so why don't we make the most of it?" Hermione asked looking up from her time table.
"Sure why not?" Harry looked at Ron with an eyebrow raised.
"Fine, why not?" Ron asked rhetorically.
Hermione, Harry and Ron finished eating within the next 5 minutes and grabbed their bags before heading down to the edge of Forbidden Forest where their Care of Magical Creatures was set to take place.
As Hermione grabbed her bag Harry spotted a flash of gold in her bag.
"Hey Mione, did Professor McGonagll give you a time turner this year? I don't remember her asking you to say behind everyone else when we entered the Great Hall at the annual start of term feast" Harry asked puzzled. Last time Professor McGonagll had given Hermione a dieve that allowed her to travel back in time so she could go to all of her classes.
"Yea she did actually. She said that she missed me getting into the hall and so instead she came to the common room this morning and gave it to me. I'm sure having it will be more useful than using it just for studying purposes. Don't you agree Harry?" Hermione asked mysteriously.
Harry understanding what Hermione was hinting at nodded in response grining.
Hagrid's lesson went perfectly without anyone suffering from a single injury from one of his monstrous pets that he insisted were 'completely harmless and misunderstood creatures'. The next lesson they had was Divination with Professor Trelawney.
Though the Golden Trio knew from experience that Professor Trelawney was an actual, real life seer they couldn't help but feel unimpressed by their first lesson. Seriously, what kind of person likes to scare a bunch of 13 year olds out of their wits, by predicting one of their classmate's deaths?
They together walked down to their Transfiguration class sharing a smile as they looked around and saw their classmates properly spooked by Trelawney's prediction of Harry's death.
The 13 year olds entered the classroom and sat quietly as Professor McGonagll true to memory, looked across the shell shock class bewildered why they were so silent.
"Well, what's the matter with you all?" Professor McGonagll snapped at the frozen class.
"If I may Professor," Hermione began pretending to be spooked by Trelawney's prediction "we just had Divination…"
"Ahh, I think I understand, what unfortunate soul has Professor Trelawney decided is destined to die this year?" Professor McGonagll asked only to be faced with confused looks, "Let me explain every year our beloved Divination Professor decides that one student is going to die by the end of the year. Since she has taught not one of those selected students have suffered from such a terrible fate. Just out of curiosity what poor soul has that women picked on this year?"
"That would be me" Harry said calmly as he watched with hidden amusement, his Transfiguration's professors face pale.
The rest of the lesson went smoothly as the class calmed down. They had a free period next and Hermione was made it her life's mission to make Harry and Ron come with her to the library to help her find any information relating to the Horcruxes.
Hermione tapped her foot impatiently, standing with her arms crossed as she waited for Harry and Ron to finish eating. When they finished she practically dragged them by their robes to the famed Hogwarts library. She threw open the big wooden doors and she sighed with stars in her eyes as she stared at the thousands of books with pure happiness radiating from her body.
"Hello old friends" Hermione sighed with glee like she was greeting lifelong friends instead of thick, mouldy tombs.
Looking at his best friend Harry laughed slightly in amusement. Hermione would never change, not even when the world has gone to hell, she would always be a book worm at heart.
Hermione sped off, racing between the book shelves skimming though hundreds of books before dumping them in Ron's arms. Within a few minuets' Ron was carrying over 15 books piled high in his arms. Watching his friend stumble about, unable to see Harry decided to help his friend out before he fell.
The next hour was filled with the Golden Trio searching through the old tombs that occupied the library. After finding nothing useful in the library they leaned back against their chairs and decided to come back later at night when everyone was asleep.
Just as they were putting away the books a sudden thought hit Ron.
"Harry mate, what are you going to do about Snape. I know he turned out to be an alright bloke at the end but what are you going to do about him mate?" Ron asked.
When the war started everyone was certain that Snape was just a man with no morals; a no good dirty death eater. While everyone knew Dumbledore defended the man when he was still alive no one trusted him any further then they could throw him. Their opinions all changed when it was revealed that Snape was the one that had kept on providing them inside information about Voldemort's plans. All it took for them to trust him was Snape's death.
Though Harry knew this, he found it hard to forgive the man that had put him through hell during school. Harry respected the sacrifices that Snape made but depict everything he found it hard to forget that he was indirectly involved with Sirius's death. He wasn't able to learn Occulmancy with Snape but for some reason he was able learn the magical art without someone repeatedly forcing themselves into his head.
"I've got no idea mate" Harry said shaking his head.
"Come on guys, I don't want to be late and give Snape more reasons to take points of Gryffindor" Hermione said putting away the last of the book.
"Hey what happened to your unfailing respect in authority figures" Harry joked.
Hermione shot Harry an unimpressed look before grabbing her bag and marching out of the library. Harry and Ron raced after her laughing.
They arrived at that their Potions class 5 minuets' late gasping for air. Hermione realising that they were late shot Harry and Ron an angry glare as it saying it's all your fault.
"Mister Potter, Mister Weasley and Miss Granger what a surprise; late for your first potions class" Snape drawled.
"I'm really sorry Professor, we were at the library and lost track of time, you can ask Madam Prince if you want" Hermione said calmly.
"Silence, Miss Granger did I ask you to speak. But I suppose you can't help yourself being a little know it all" Snape drawled.
"Hey! You can't talk to her like that!" Ron yelled with his fist clenched.
"Detention Mister Weasley and 10 points of Gryffindor" Snape growled.
"Hey you can't give him detention just for saying what's on everyone's mind" Harry yelled.
"Yes I can. Though you may be a spoilt brat you should know your place in this classroom. And just for your back talk another 10 points of Gryffindor and detention for the 3 of you. Report to my office at 7pm sharp. Now get to your seats and open up your textbooks to page 48" Snape yelled losing what little restraint they have left.
Harry and Ron groaned as they walked to seats with Hermione slouching her shoulders walking to her seat next to Ron dejectedly.
Just like that all their plans were ruined. They were unfortunate enough to have double Potions and suffer Snape's wrath for 2 hours.
"Hey Mione didn't you have an Ancient Runes class when we had Divination" Ron asked.
"Shoot I forgot! Sorry I have to go I'll talk to you later I don't want to get a detention for not showing up" Hermione said before running off.
"Did she really just say 'shoot'?" Ron asked incredulously turning to Harry.
"Yea mate I think she did" Harry said not knowing what the big deal was.
"Mate she's a 23 year old genius and she still say's 'shoot'" Ron said.
"So what? Look mate do you want to come and go flying with me. This will probably be the first time we've been flying since the dragon incident" Harry said.
"Yea sure mate" Ron said as they started to walk toward the Quidditch pitch. It would be nice to have some bro time with his best mate and have some fun.
Authors note – Sorry for the late update I've been really busy lately. Did I make Snape sound like a complete bastard, have I portrayed him wrong. If there's anything that doesn't sit well with you please tell me.