Harry was going crazy, Hermione has been fuming about the new teachers just because she had been told off in two different classes but Harry likes the new teachers, they're pretty good.
"Who do they think they are?" Hermione asked once again.
"Hermione, drop it! It's not their fault. You were really rude to them when they were teaching us. That's not like you." Said Harry.
"But Harry, they're muggles. What do they know?" Ron asked him.
Harry shook his head angrily, he doesn't know why he's getting mad at them over this. But he can't stand it.
"Looks like they've all been in a war or two. Just stop." said Harry.
That shut them up. He didn't want to know what's going on with them and he hates it.
"What about all those remarks between Professor Eaton and Morningstar? What were they all about?" Hermione asked as they went up the stairs.
In truth to be told, Harry was curious about it too but he likes them, they're are funny with how they react with each other. "And what about that girl's burnt face?"
Ok, Harry wasn't okay with that.
"Hermione! You can't ask her something like that! If she won't tell us why she's got a burnt face then she doesn't have to!" Said Harry, annoyed at her now. It isn't her business about whatever they all went through with their pasts.
"Fine." Said Hermione, and it was silent going the way up until we bump into Draco fucking Malfoy.
"Weasley. Hey, Weasley!"
Harry sighs, not now.
"What?" Said Ron sharply.
"Your dad's in the paper, Weasley. Listen to this!" Said Malfoy, speaking loudly around he packed great hall for everybody to hear.
"Further mistakes at the Ministry of Magic, it seems as though the Ministry of Magic's troubles are not at an end, writes Rita Skeeter, speical correspondent. Recentlly under fire for its poor crowd controls at the Quidditch world cup, and still unable to account for the disappearance for one of its witches, the Ministry was plunged into fresh embrassement yesterday by the antics of Arnold Weasley, of the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office."
Malfoy looks up from the newspaper, he really is starting to hate that due to that it makes up rumors which ends up hurting people.
"Imagine them not even getting his name right, Weasley, it's almost as though he's a complete nonenity, isn't it?" He laughed.
Everyone in the Entrance hall was listening now. Malfoy straighten the paper and read on.
"Arnold Weasley, who was charged with possession of a Flying car two years ago, was yesterday involved with a tussle with several muggle law-keepers (policeman) over a number of highly aggressive dust bins to the aid of Mad Eye Moody, the aged ex-auror who retired from the Ministry when no longer able to tell the difference between a handshake and attempted murder. Unsurprisingly, Mr Weasley found, upon arrival at Mr Moody's heavily guarded house, that Mr Moody has once again raised a false alarm. Mr Weasley was forced to modify several memories before he could escape from the policemen, but refused to answer Daily Prophet questions about why he had involved the Ministry in such an undignified and potentially embarrassing scene."
Then he looks up again before he could say something to Ron, Minho pushed Draco. He hasn't said much and kept to himself today, Harry thinks though, Harry thinks he just wants to avoid Hermione and her questions.
"Why don't you quit it, slinthead! Just because your daddy or mommy beats the shit out of you...you have to make other people miserable! Gimme that." He said grabbing it out of his hand.
Yikes...
"This stuff is sick and fuck up! One day them telling people's business is going to make someone commit sucide! Grow up." He said as he turns it into a ball and drops it over the staircase.
"Oooops. I just did that." He said sarcastically.
Harry snort. "Come on." Said Harry.
Then there was an explosion. And Harry turns around to see, where Malfoy had once been is now a white fur, red eye furret, squeaking.
Minho laughed for the first time since he's been here. Maybe Minho is just like a teddy bear. Imitating on the outside but the inside? He's just a big teddy bear.
"Oh no you don't, laddie!"
Harry spun around to see Professor Moody limping down the marble staircase. His wand out and it was pointing right at the furret.
There was silence in the Entrance hall. Nobody but Moody was moving a muscle, then he looks to Harry. At least his normal eye was looking at Harry; the other one was pointing into the back of his head.
"Did he get you?" Moody growled. His voice low and gravelly.
"No. Missed." Said Harry.
"LEAVE IT!" Moody shouted, even Minho jumped at this.
"Leave...what?" Harry asked bewildered.
"Not you, him!" Malfoy growled as he jerk his thumb over his shoulder at Crabbe, who had just frozen as he was about to pick up the white ferret. It seemed that Moody's rolling eye was magical and could see out the back of his head.
He looks to Minho who was smirking.
"I don't think so!" Shouted Moody and Malfoy went up and down like a rocket, failing around miserly.
"I don't like people who attack their opponent's backs are turned, never do that again." Said Moody as Malfoy went higher and higher and the whole corridor laughed at Malfoy.
No one was ever going to forget this, if someone did a book on the most embarrassing history of students in trouble...This would be Chapter 1.
"Professor Moody!" Said a shock voice.
It was Professor McGonagall, she was coming down the staircase with her arms full of books.
"Hello, Professor McGonagall." He said casually.
Then he notice Professor Morningstar behind her laughing with professor Grady, even Professor Everdeen and David was giving an amusement smile.
"What...What are you doing?" Said Professor McGonagall, her eyes following the flying ferret.
"Teaching." Said Moody.
"Teach-Moody, is that a student?" Shrieked Professor McGonagall as the books spilling out of her hands.
"Technically, it's a ferret." He said and put him in Crabbe's trousars, everyone laughed harder as he tried to get it out. Hell even Goyle's hand end up getting bit.
After Malfoy fell out, Mcgonagall puts him back to normal and his usually neat hair is all messed up and he gets onto his feet.
Harry notice that Professor Morningstar looked a bit disappointed.
"I'm going to tell my father about this!" Shouted Draco.
After McGonagall told Moody off, Moody drags him away and she tells the students to go to classes.
"Harry, is it all right if we talk to you alone?" Asked Professor Everdeen, he hasn't really heard her talk much but she sounds sad as if she's seen something horrible.
"Uh...sure. Go on, guys. I'll be down in a sec." Said Harry. But what has he done now?
"Don't worry, buddy. We just need to talk to you." Said Professor Grady.
But that didn't stop him from worrying but he follows them to their quarters.