Harry Potter and The Ancients Revival

By:

Star Healer (S.H) & SnakeTalker (S.T)

Previously:

"About that, we can see each other in private, I won't say anything to you or Emma and it will be as if I am ignoring you okay? It's better than knowing I'm hurting you." He said.

"Okay, I would like that a lot better. And you know that if you did insult me you would get it real good the next time we met. I haven't forgotten how to do a nipple twister or an Indian burn ya know." Julia said with a fake evil smirk.

"How could I forget? My nipples still hurt from the one at the end of last week." And with that they hugged each other and went to their separate dormitories.

Chapter 2: Detention Already?

The next day was the first day of classes. Ron climbed out of bed and after getting dressed, shock Harry awake.

"Come on mate, it's time for breakfast. We have to go or 'Mione will kill us." He replied.

"'M up, 'm up." Harry slurred as he came out of his sleep.

In the common room they could see Hermione sitting with Emma and Julia on one of the couches. As soon as she saw them she got up and headed to them.

"Took you long enough. Come on, we have to get t breakfast, get our schedules and get to potions." She replied.

"Damn, Hermione how do you know we have potions first?' he turned to Harry and said, 'How on earth does she know everything?"

"Honestly Ronald, We always have potions first thing and with Slytherin. And don't curse." She chided.

Heading down to the great hall she had this horrible feeling come over her. The feeling that you get when you think some one is following you. But she brushed it off, it was only other students heading to breakfast like them.

But she couldn't ignore it any longer, she turned around with a twist and before any one could warn the person her fist came flying out and connected hard with some ones face.

"Watch where you put those Granger. You could put some ones eye out." Malfoy replied rubbing his face. A bruise was starting to form.

"Nice shot 'Mione." Harry replied.

"Brilliant." Ron said.

"What are you doing following us Malfoy?" Hermione asked.

"Just to see if you three had gotten detention for anything yet. You can't seem to go one year with out one. Mudblood" Malfoy sneered.

Julia just looked at him from a ways away, and nodded her hello. She wanted to say it out loud so he could hear him. But this was for the best.

Emma looked at Draco with her eyes narrowed. Don't get her wrong they all grew up together, they were best friends. But she didn't like it when Draco called others inappropriate names like that.

"Draco, you should watch what you say to her. She may be muggle borne but she knows a lot of curses and jinxes." Emma warned in a friendly tone.

Ron and Harry just starred at her, 'Did she just call him Draco?' they thought.

"Ron, close your mouth you'll catch flies." Julia replied as she passed them and kept walking.

"But…b…she…he. Hun?" Ron said flabbier-gassted.

"Honestly Ron, she called Malfoy, Draco, which is his given name you know. There is nothing wrong with it." Hermione replied in a huff.

"Come on, we have to go to breakfast or we'll be late." Hermione replied and directed the group away.

Emma looked back to Draco and smiled at him. And unlike him, he smiled back. Not his usual smirk or sneer, but an actual, genuine smile.

First was Potions and as usual Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat in the back. Emma had decided to sit with them, while her sister decided to sit more toward the front, which consequently was near Draco.

Soon Professor Snape came barging in with his cloak billowing behind him. He stood at the front and waved his wand at the board. He looked at Julia and Emma and smiled. Turning to the rest of the class he replied.

"Follow the directions on the board.' He turned to Neville and added. 'And don't blow anything up! This potion is called Draught of the living dead. And as such, you will be in partners with the one beside you. I wouldn't dare leave you to your own accord with such a dangerous potion. NOW GET TO WORK!" He bellowed and sat down to grade some papers.

Harry and Ron were together making their potion when Snape looked up at them. He was just in time to see Harry drop in belladonna. His hand was shaking uncontrollably.

Harry could hear every one talking; the room was filled with voices. He could scarcely make out what he was doing it was so distracting.

Ron noticed Snape looking at them and turned to Harry. He noticed Harry was shaking and had his eyes closed as if trying to make out what some one was saying.

"Harry? Hey mate. You okay?" he whispered, but his voice went on deaf ears.

Snape got up and walked over to them. Hermione turned to them, feeling something was wrong. She saw him shacking too and she shakes him to get his attention.

"Mr. Potter, if you plan on dropping belladonna in to your potion then you best duck in cover. You will have that potion all over the place and find your self a ice little detention. Do you even listen to me?" he asked with indignation.

Harry could hear some one talking to him, he thought it was Ron. But he couldn't make it out. It was like two Ron's were talking at once.

Harry's hand loosened on the belladonna and it fell into the potion. Soon the entire class room was covered in a purple potion.

"DETENTION MR. POTTER." Snape shouted and Harry started and looked up.

"Professor? What…' Harry started but noticed his had over the desk were his cauldron was and the room covered in a potion, their potion. 'I did it didn't I?" he asked.

"Yes Mr. Potter you did. And earned 20 points from Gryffindor and a detention tonight at 7:00. Class dismissed.' Snape walked to the front of his class and turned around. 'Potter, stay behind." And he sat down at his desk.

"Do you want us to wait out side for you Harry?" Emma asked.

"No, it's okay. I'll meet you at Transfiguration. Ron tell McGonigal I might be late." And he walked over to his professor.

"Mr. Potter, I believe blowing up cauldrons is Mr. Longbottom's job. Care to tell me what was so interesting that you had to not pay attention to what you were doing?" he asked when the door closed.

Snape got up and flicked his wand and the room instantly cleaned itself. The potion that once covered the walls vanished.

"I… um sorry professor. I was just thinking about something. It caught my attention, it won't happen again Professor." Harry replied.

"Fine, it had better not. Dismissed." He replied and sat down at his desk.

The rest of the day went by with out another incident. They were in their common room and Hermione was doing her homework. And as usual trying to get the others to do theirs was well.

Draco had come up to them after dinner and remarked how he knew he would get detention.

"Just can't go one day with out one. I can't believe you got detention already. Jeeze scar head, maybe you'll be the only one in Hogwarts history to have the most detentions during their school years here." He said with a laugh and had left.

He hated Malfoy with a vengeance, he was a stuck up and pampered junior death eater in training to him. And that would never change.

"So what was that all about in Potions today Harry?" Hermione asked.

Emma and Ron looked over to him and waited for an answer. He looked up and made sure no one was around to hear. Julia looked up from her book she was reading in the corner. Deciding it was not important what his excuse was, she went back to reading.

"I got this terrible migraine. And I swear I could hear people talking. But I couldn't make it out, there was too many people." He replied.

"But Harry, no one was talking during class." Emma replied.

"Hey listen guys I'll talk to you later, I have to head to detention now. Don't wait up." Harry exclaimed and headed out the portrait.

Harry quietly made his way down to the potions class room, where Snape was sure to be waiting. When he came up to the door he knocked vigorously and entered at the growled "Enter" that came from beyond.

"You will be cleaning all the cauldrons in this class. It is quite fitting seeing as how you ruined my classroom using one." Snape sneered.

"Yes Professor." Harry replied and got to work.

He headed to a bench that had several cauldrons and cleaning supplies with a scrub brush and gloves. He started to work when he heard it again.

'Damn Potter, always ruining everything. And what is up with him? It's as if he was in a room of rampaging screaming little babies.' Snape thought.

Harry looked up from his cauldron and looked at Snape, but when he heard him again he noticed Snape's lips weren't moving.

'Could have stopped talking when I looked up.' Harry reasoned and went back to work.

"Get to work Potter." Snape replied as he noticed Harry had stopped for a moment as if listening to something.

'He's going to be the end of me!'

"What was that sir?" Harry asked looking back up at his professor.

"Nothing, I didn't say anything. I think you need to see Madame Pomphrey and get your hearing checked. It seems to have gone just as your eye sight." He spat.

"Sorry Professor."

After two hours of scrubbing, rinsing, polishing and stacking cauldrons Harry stood up fro his place.

"Can I go now professor?" Harry asked.

"Yes, dismissed. And be warned, I will be ready for your next detention. Knowing you, you'll get another some time soon."

And Harry left, his mind buzzed with what he heard, Snape was talking, but he said he wasn't. Was he hearing thing like in second year? But no, Snape wasn't a snake.

'Have I gone crazy like they all thought in second year? Snape is definitely no snake. No matter how much he acts or looks like one!'

Harry, in his confused state headed back up to bed. In the morning what he had heard would be all a dream, an illusion. He had just imagined it and that was the way he liked it.