The next morning at breakfast the students got their class schedules.

"No," Ron screamed, "We have potions first, with the Slytherins. How much more could they do to torture us?" He slammed his head down on the table. The whole table shook and many kids were looking at him. Hermione was looking closely at our schedules and looked up.

"We don't have Defense Against the Dark Arts," she said, "Instead we go down to the Quidditch field." Ron took the schedule away from her and stared at it. Harry picked up his own and searched for the class. Ron leaped from his seat and started yelling, "YES", and "NO DEFENSE AGAINST THE DARK ARTS."

"Ron, sit down!" Hermione yelled, obviously embarrassed. He sat down still smiling.

Ten minutes later the Great Hall was dismissed and they headed towards potions. Hermione was holding a sack of books in her hand and looking at her watch. Ron was whispering to Seamus, and he was laughing. Riley was looking around the hall nervously.

"Hey who is that kid?" Riley asked, pointing to Neville Longbottom who had just drooped all his books on the floor. She rushed over to the place where Neville was struggling to retrieve all his books.

"Who's that Potter," a cold voice whispered behind him. He turned to see Draco Malfoy standing behind, him pointing to Riley. Hermione looked at Draco frowning and Ron stepped toward Harry.

"I'm Riley Evans, and you are?" Riley asked. Draco looked away from Harry and turned toward Riley, who had just walked up behind him, followed by Neville.

"I am Draco Malfoy. So you're with the Potter clan, well be careful," Draco replied, "I'll see you around." He turned around and walked away, followed by Crabbe and Goyle. Ron sneered at him before he turned around to face Riley.

"He's bad news Riley," Ron said looking worried.

"Don't worry," she said looking back at Draco, "I can handle him." She walked away and followed Malfoy into the potions room. Ron leaned over and whispered into Hermione's ear.

"Hey Hermione, since you are like good friends with Riley, do you think you could put in some good words for me?" She looked at him.

"Why?"

"I want her to like me."

"She already likes you."

"No Hermione, I mean really like me." Ron had finished and walked into the room. Hermione shook her head and followed him. Harry was about to walk in when Neville dropped his books again. He helped Neville and ran into Potions. As he entered the room whispers filled the room. Harry heard one person say "I can't believe he is dating Hermione". He walked over to Malfoy's desk and looked down at his cold pale face.

"Malfoy," Harry spoke slowly.

"Yes, Potter," Draco, responded, looking pleased.

"What have you been telling people?" Harry said.

"I have just been telling my fellow students about Weasley's and Granger's little fight," Malfoy said smirking. Harry didn't feel like dealing with Malfoy so he turned on his heel and ran straight to his seat next to Ron and Hermione.

Snape didn't seem to like Riley at all. Whenever he was going to ask an almost impossible question for the students, (except Hermione) he would choose Riley. It also didn't help her by answering all Snape's questions right. Hermione and Riley were like two encyclopedias ready to answer any question thrown at them. In every class they knew all the answers. Riley was becoming almost as popular as Harry. In the hall everyone was taking photos and talking to her. Harry honestly didn't know why everyone liked her so much.

When all the students had gathered on the Quidditch field, Professor McGonagall raised her right arm for silence.

"Welcome everyone. As you all know there will be no "Defense Against the Dark Arts" classes this year. Every Wednesday, Friday, Thursday, and Monday we will meet here at this time to witness the Quidditch practices. Every Tuesday we will all meet in the Great Hall to talk about current events and much more."

The whole stadium started t whisper loudly. This had come to Harry as very shocking that they would show the practices to all the houses.

"I know you are all wondering why we are showing all the Qudditch teams to the different houses," Professor McGonagall continued, "Your house will only see your team. Each team will have one day to have the practice. The other three house will report here but will be sent off to do another activity, which we will announce." She stepped aside and Dumbledore stepped up.

"Does anyone have any objections to this plan?" he asked. Nobody said a word.

"Well then all of you can go to your common rooms and we will see you in an hour at dinner." Professor McGonagall said sternly. All the students emptied out of the field and raced up to their common rooms chattering happily. Harry, Riley, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Fred, and George were walking together and talking about what they had just learned.

"I bet they are only doing this because they were sick of finding a new teacher every year," George said grinning. Everyone nodded their heads and walked through the Fat Lady picture into the large Gryffindor Common Room.