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"You have got to be kidding me! This is totally unfair!"

Ron's annoyed voice dragged Harry's attention from his eggs, which he had be staring at blankly for the past ten minutes, wishing he were back in bed.

"What's wrong Ron? You look like Hermione told you she's pregnant or something." Harry snorted at the crazed look in the tall redheads eyes.

"This is what's wrong, Harry! Look at your course schedule instead of your eggs why don't you!" Ron shoved the paper that had been sitting untouched next to Harry at his face furiously before turning back to stare bewilderedly at his own schedule in unadulterated anguish.

Harry curiously picked up his own schedule noticing it had a rather long note at the top from McGonagall about the schedules.

ALL STUDENTS SHOULD BE AWARE THAT THERE HAS BEEN A CHANGE IN HOW WE WILL CONDUCT CLASS SCHEDULES THIS YEAR. IN AN EFFORT TO FOLLOW OUR GOAL OF SCHOOL UNITY, ALL HOUSES WILL BE SPLIT UP FOR DIFFERENT CLASSES. THERE WILL NOW BE A NUMBER OF STUDENTS FROM EACH HOUSE IN YOUR CLASSES, HOWEVER, NOT ALL STUDENTS FROM ANY ONE HOUSE WILL BE IN THE SAME CLASS. PLEASE CONSULT YOUR HEAD OF HOUSES IF YOU HAVE QUESTIONS REGARDING THE NEW CLASS SCHEDULING.

Harry couldn't believe what he had just read. Did that mean that He, Hermione, and Ron wouldn't have all of their classes together the way that they always had in the past? He couldn't believe McGonagall would split up the houses the way she now was.

As he pulled out his new class schedule he noticed the rest of the school didn't seem to be taking the news lightly either. There was an excited buzz flowing throughout the entire Great Hall as students discussed the new changes with their friends. Many students were consulting their friends trying to find out which were in their new classes and which had been separated from them.

Harry looked up to see Ron and Hermione conversing quietly between over their schedules. Hermione had somehow conjured a pink highlighter out of her quill and she seemed to be highlighting the classes that they had together. Harry couldn't help but notice how few pink lines were on his friends schedules. He gulped worried about how few classes he would have with his friends.

"Here Harry hand me your schedule. I'll highlight classes you have with me in purple and classes with Ron in yellow. Ones that all three of us share will flash both colors." Hermione reached her hand distractedly across the table to grab Harry's class schedule from him while continuing to frown at her own schedule.

Harry handed it over easily enough, not really caring to have to watch the discovery of his lack of classes with his friends.

"I can't believe this, totally unfair! How am I going to survive half these classes without your help Hermione!" Ron muttered darkly as he watched Hermione's quill change colors with a flick of her wrist while she continued to work on the three schedules.

"Ronald, you know I can still help you! We'll be taking the same classes, just at different times. Really, you are perfectly capable of working on your own." Harry swallowed a snort at the disbelieving look on his best friend's face.

"But Hermione what if I ca-"

"No buts about it! Now here! This will make you feel a bit better!" Hermione shoved the schedules back at the two boys and began pointing things out.

"Now we all three still have Care of Magical Creatures together, and Herbology. Harry, you and Ron share Potions and Divination. I have History of Magic and Astronomy with you. Ron, we share Charms, Defense Against the Dark Arts, and Transfiguration. That leaves you alone for those three classes, Harry. I have Potions alone, and my Arithmancy and Ancient Runes class of course. Ron, you only have History of Magic and Astronomy alone."

As she had explained the shares classes she had pointed out random things and made small notes on each schedule with her quill, completely bewildering the two boys who stared dumbfounded at their marked up schedules.

"Honestly you two, it's not that difficult! We'll still see each other quite a bit. In classes. Plus, we're all bound to have a couple of other people we're friends with in each class. I most surprised they changed the schedule timing completely. Look a this, instead of double potions first. Ron and I have Charms and Harry, you have Transfiguration. Then we meet up for Herbology. After lunch you two have Divination and I have Arithmancy."

Hermione laid down her quill on the table looking at her friends expectantly. However, before either could reply owls started to stream in with the morning mail.

Many new first years throughout the room began to point and stare in excitement as owls flew over the students in search of their owners. Harry smiled brightly as he watched his owl, Hedwig quickly swoop down to perch on his shoulder.

He pulled the small note on her left leg off of her and offered her a bit of toast. She took it happily and nibbled at his fingers before swooping to visit Ginny on the other side of the table.

During his short relationship with the youngest Weasley, Ginny had somehow managed to steal the snowy owl's heart. Harry had a small inkling feeling that Hedwig hadn't forgiven him for not rekindling their relationship. She always made a show of paying more attention to Ginny whenever the two were around each other.

Harry sighed and opened the white paper he had detached from his owl's leg moments before. It was a short note of greeting from Hagrid. Harry smiled happily. It seemed that no matter what some things would never change.

Harry, try to come visit me in the cabin on Saturday. Got something' cool to show you. Bring Hermione and Ron too of course. Welcome back. Can' believe its your final year. Hogwarts won' be the same without you causing trouble next year.

- hagrid

Leaning over, Harry tossed the note to Hermione who were busy unrolling her daily copy of the Daily Prophet.

"Oh, Harry! I'm sorry. I won't be able to come. I have an all day meetings with the prefects on Saturday. But, make sure you tell him hello for me. Ron, you don't have your meeting till late in the evening so you'll be able to go down too."

Hermione handed the note back to Harry giving him an apologetic grin. Harry shrugged and scribbled a reply before whistling to Hedwig to bring her back to him.

"Here you go girl, take that to Hagrid for me okay, love?" Hedwig hooted happily in reply before raising her wings and flying off.

"I still can't believe they are separating us his year! It's our last year. We aren't going to make new friends that mean much to us now." Ron grumbled while stealing the untouched sausage from Hermione's plate.

"Yeah, Ronald, I can see your so upset. You can barely eat in your distress." Hermione mumbled back rolling her eyes before losing herself into the news in the wizarding world.

Ron glared at his girlfriend and reached to steal the last of her grapes also before turning his attention to Harry. "So, you think you're going to survive transfiguration okay without me and Hermione mate?"

"I assume so, I mean its not like I'll be the only Gryffindor in there. Plus, I'm pretty friendly with quite a few students from other houses. It'll be no big deal being on my own." Harry smiled at his friend across the table. Ron seemed to be having a hard time dealing with the thought of having the trio split up.

Ron mumbled and stuffed a large piece of toast covered with grape jam into his mouth. "Well, let us know how the new teacher is. I'm surprised she didn't come up to the Gryffindor common room last night. I'm curious about her."

Harry winced at the pieces of food the flew out of Ron's mouth as he spoke.

"Really Ronald! You need to learn how to chew and then talk dear!" Hermione remarked exasperatedly as she sat her now folded Daily Prophet down.

She reached for a napkin and began to clean up the mess Ron had created on the table while continuing to chide her boyfriend on his lack of etiquette.

Harry laughed tuning out his two best friends as he glanced back down at his class schedule.

"You know, you three have a surprisingly strong bond for being such a young age. I find it quite awe inspiring really."

Harry jumped at the tinkling voice next to him and turned his head to see the smallest new first year had taken the seat next to him. Last night Harry hadn't realized how truly small she was, but now he noticed the girl couldn't even be four feet tall. She was also surprisingly thin. She had long honey blonde hair that fell into light ringlets half way down her back. Her eyes were large and brown and when she turned to smile at him Harry was reminded of a small puppy from them.

Perhaps the most startling part about the girl was her skin. Harry had heard the term peaches and cream complexion. However, up until now he hadn't understood what that meant. However this tiny little girl had an absolutely flawless, softly glowing complexion.

"Er, yes! I would hope we're close. We've been best friends since we were your age. I'm Harry, Harry Potter. What was your name again?"

"Isabella Ogden. But, you may call me Izzy if you would like. My mother has always called me that." The small girl offered a dainty hand to Harry, before narrowing her gaze at him. "You know, nothing will come between you three, even with the budding romance between those two. They will always care deeply for you."

Harry's jaw dropped open at her words. How could she possibly know he worried about that? She grinned at his flabbergasted expression and sat back in her seat.

"I can sense emotional bonds about people. I'm not really full human you see. It's why I came late yesterday. They weren't sure I was human enough to attend Hogwarts. I tend to take after my father much more than my mother. She was a witch you see. My father is a full blooded Giant Pixie though. They are attracted to strong friendships and loves. Full bloods are much more attuned to bonds than I am. But, I am surprisingly strongly attuned to them for only being a half-pixie. Have you ever read the play by William Shakespeare called A Midsummer Night's Dream? We're much like the fairies in his story. Many believe he might have met some pixies which inspired the story."

Harry stared dazedly at the girl in front of him. Being part pixie definitely seemed to answer her small stature he thought. And that story, seemed familiar. He made a mental note to get a copy next chance he got.

"That's quite interesting Izzy, I didn't know there were anything but Cornish Pixies." Harry finally stuttered after sorting his thoughts out.

"Oh, well yes. Most don't. Giant Pixies prefer to keep themselves deep down in the forest. We're also much more civil than Cornish Pixies. We grow to be about 3 feet tall at full height, I'm a bit taller because of my mother. I guess you could say we prefer our privacy. Oh, look at the time! I must be off, I have Herbology first thing this morning. Goodbye Harry, I have enjoyed speaking with you!"

Harry watched the little girl gracefully glide out of the Great Hall in surprise. Before looking around noticing the Great Hall was now quickly emptying of students. Ron and Hermione had already left to head towards their Charms class and as Harry stood up to gather his things for Transfiguration he heard a voice behind him.

"Er, Harry. Hermione told me you also had Transfiguration first. Do you want to go with me? I've asked around. Parvati and Lavender will also be in there, but everyone else from Gryffindor has Charms right now."

Harry smiled at Neville and shrugged his bag onto his arm. "Sure, Nev. Let's go. I want to get a good seat in the room."

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Draco could not believe his luck. He had absolutely no classes anymore with Pansy. That meant he would see much less of her this year than he had in years past. Hopefully, this would help her give up on him he thought.

As he and Blaise stood outside of the Transfiguration classroom Draco looked glanced around to see who all would be in this class with him.

He saw Daphne Greengrass and Tracey Davis standing nearby conversing with a couple of Hufflepuff students. There were quite a few Ravenclaw students hanging around the hallway also.

Draco's eyes narrowed as he saw Harry Potter and Neville Longbottom lounging against the wall right next to the classroom door. It figured, Draco would get lucky enough to be rid of Pansy only to have Potter in more of his classes. Not to mention the retard Longbottom. Now, all of his classes would be held up for the dimwit, Draco thought irritably glaring at the two Gryffindors.

"Thank goodness, I was beginning to think our class entire class time would be spent conversing out in the hallway." Draco heard Blaise mutter and turned to see their new teacher, Professor Rootgin, or something like that pushing through the students.

"I'm so sorry I'm late! I had a short meeting with your Headmistress this morning and it went quite a bit longer than I had originally expected it to! Excuse me dear! Pardon me!"

Draco's eyes narrowed at the young witch. Well, this was just great. First day of school and already the teachers were showing up to their rooms late. He could just imagine what his family would say about this. Hogwarts just seemed to get worse and worse each year that he was a student here.

He and Blaise followed the rest of the students into the classroom and took a seat near The other Slytherin's in the room on the side closest to the door. Next to them were the Hufflepuffs at the back of the room and the Ravenclaws at the front of the room. Then on the far side the Gryffindors had claimed the seats by the windows.

Draco smirked at this. The school could take the classes with their houses away, but it did not in any way mean that he would be mingling with Gryffindors. He set his books down on his desk and swept out a quill prepared for whatever boring lecture this new Professor planned to give them.

"Well now," the professor turned from the chalkboard on which Draco saw she had written her name, Professor Rutgers, "First matter of business! Do not get comfortable my dears. I will be assigning each of you a partner in this class that you will work with this year! When I call your names you may go sit with your partner."

"You have got to be kidding me! It's like preschool all over again!" Blaise muttered to Draco as their teacher went to retrieve a paper from her desk. "Seriously, we're being told where to sit? How dumb can they possibly think we are. I'll bet you anything none of us will be partnered with some one from our house.

Draco and Blaise had both attended a wizarding preschool from the ages of six to ten. It had taught them the general basics, not magic. Just how to read and write with a quill simple things every child needed to learn. Usually in wizarding families, the parents taught those general things to their children in the years before they began Hogwarts. However, his parents had been too busy growing up, so they had sent him off to an elite wizards child school where he had been taught what his parents usually would have taught him.

Draco still remembered the assigned seats, where he had always had to sit next to Gloria Malcolm. She had smelt bad. Like rotten eggs. Yet, he'd been powerless to move away because they'd had to sit alphabetically. Luckily, Gloria had moved to America when she was ten and hadn't actually ever become a student at Hogwarts.

"I agree," Draco mumbled quietly back. "It's probably some other trick started by McGonagall to help bring unity to the school. I don't really care as long as I'm not stuck with some brainless nit wick."

Professor Rutgers returned to the front of the room, having found the list and began to read off the partnered groups. No surprise to Draco, no one was being partnered with anyone in their own house.

Draco watched Longbottom get paired up with a Hufflepuff, Hannah Abbot. He smirked, figuring the brainless pair wouldn't get a thing done the entire year.

"Malfoy, Draco, you will be paired up with Potter, Harry."

Draco's eyes popped open! Why Potter? Why always bloody Potter? This was even worse than some brainless Hufflepuff! He groaned in annoyance as he glanced to see Potter glaring daggers in his direction. Well, this was just fabulous. Now he'd get to spend his year with the Golden Boy.

Huffing, Draco picked up his stuff and walked over to Harry's desk taking the seat next to him.

"If we're forced to work together, lets at least make an agreement that we will speak as little as possible, Potter." He mumbled as he sat down, and moved his chair as far from the Gryffindor as he possibly could.

"Fine by me, doubt you can keep your mouth shut though." Harry mumbled back and dodged the light, wordless hex Draco shot at him.

"Now then class! This year we are going to spend an immense amount of time studying people the animagus! Can anyone tell me what that is? Yes miss Brown?"

"An animagus is a witch or wizard who can take on the form of one certain animal at will without a wand or incantation. While, anyone can become an animagus, it is a very difficult skill to perfect and few wizards and witches have actually taken the time to became one." Lavender Brown answered matter of fact as she tossed her blond hair over her shoulder.

"Very nice Miss Brown! Ten points to Gryffindor! Now, Miss Brown is correct when she says that it is very difficult to perfect the skill, however, anyone can learn to transform for up to thirty seconds before they revert to their original stage. We will begin practicing learning how to focus our aura's on our inner animal today. Most of you won't be able to make a transformation today, maybe not for weeks even. However, I fully trust that by the end of the segment each of you will leave with the knowledge of what you would become should you decide to perfect the kill of being an animagus!"

Professor Rutgers beamed around the room as if this was supposed to excite all of the students to no end. A few of the girls looked excited at discovering just what cute animal they might be able to turn into, but most of the students were paying little attention to the teacher, continuing to sulk over their new assigned seats.

"Alright then, now the key of transforming into your animagus form is simply concentration. You must focus your entire being into the very depths. Just picture yourself soul outside of your body. Then stretch your soul it will naturally stretch into your animagus form. Now once you get your form out the first time it will become easier. But, you must concentrate on your form, your excitement and outer emotions will only send you straight back into your body. If you could please, I would like the entire class to just close your eyes and forget about the classroom around you."

Draco shrugged and closed his silver eyes with the rest of the class. He really didn't see the point of this exercise if most of them wouldn't be able to complete it. However, he did have to admit, the idea of being able to transform into any animal was quite enticing.

"Good, now just breath in and out deeply. Once you feel separate mentally from the classroom, concentrate on separating from your body mentally as well. In a way you will let your senses cease to exist to anything around you. I will call you all back to the class in a few moments."

Draco sat with his eyes closed. This was really weird, and he was not excelling at separating from anything mentally. He couldn't help but to concentrate on the deep breathing of the dark haired wizard next to him. After catching himself counting Harry's breaths Draco pulled his attention away from him, only to notice the small fidgeting sounds of students around the room. He mentally sighed and tried to drown out all noise all together. Only to notice himself listening to the internal rush of blood throughout his body.

This was a bit of progress. He didn't usually notice the tempo of his heart beating when sitting around on his own. Draco allowed himself a mental pat on the back for his accomplishment, only to pull back out and notice Harry breathing again.

Sighing mentally, Draco sat back to wait on the Professor to bring attention back to the class.

He only had to wait about thirty seconds before her voice spoke up, "Okay, now bring your souls back in and when ready open your eyes."

Draco popped his eyes open immediately, along with about three quarters of the rest of the class. A few took a few more seconds to come back to attention, and Draco had to poke Harry in the side for him to open his eyes.

"Great job! I know many of you probably felt no change at all, but every attempt at stretching the soul out of the body only brings you all one step closer to being able to reel in your animagus form. Now then, this time I want you to work with your partner. One of you will again pull your soul out of your mind and body, and begin to attempt at stretching your soul. Allow it to guide you into a new form. I want that person to keep their eyes closed in their concentration. Hold whatever you feel you have achieved as long as possible and then allow yourself to return. Partners, I want you to observe your partner. Note any changes in their form that you notice silently. Once they have returned and opened their eyes, you may quietly discuss what you saw and what they felt. Now then go ahead and get to work. I will be walking around helping those who need it."

Draco watched Potter turn to him, looking surprisingly serene. "Did you want to try first, or observe? I really don't mind either way." Harry offered him a tentative half smile.

"I'd rather observe. That whole soul removal thing didn't work for me very well." Draco replied, accepting this temporary peace between the two.

Harry broke into a grin. "Great! I felt like I was really close to something so I'm excited to see if I can be at all good at the stretching thing."

Draco watched the Gryffindor close his eyes and breath in deeply. Slowly relaxing his body into the chair that he sat in. He watched Harry's eyelashes, Had they always been that long?, flutter a few times before settling against his cheeks softly. His limbs and legs slowly began to droop as if Harry was become a puddle of relaxation. Then he just sat there.

He's fallen asleep! Draco thought sullenly after there had been absolutely no movement from the dark haired boy in front of him for a whole minute. He was about to lean over and poke Harry until he woke up again, when a small movement began in the boy.

Draco watched transfixed as, first, Harry's legs and arms began to slim and shorten slightly. His already long black hair lengthened and his face took a decidedly feminine structure to it. With high cheek bones and pink full lips. Then Harry's entire body seemed to shutter seemed to shutter and Draco gasped at the form in front of him.

Where moments ago Draco's worst enemy had been sitting seemingly asleep, now sat the most gorgeous girl Draco had ever seen. She had long dark brown hair that fell in ringlets around her body. She had beautiful, petite features and an perfectly smooth dark complexion to her skin. She was slim, and perfect in every way.

Draco should have been laughing at the fact that the Boy-Who-Lived had a bloody girl for his animagus form. He knew this somewhere in the very back of him mind. However, right now he was too busy gaping a the beauty in front of him. All the blood in his body running to his nether regions at a pace he wouldn't have thought possible.

As he sat admiring the peaks of her nipples in there perfect shade of pinkness, his trance faded abruptly. She might be bloody gorgeous, but she was also stark naked, in the middle of a room!

He whipped off his robe and tossed it around the girls glorious, naked form with a protective glance around the classroom. Thankfully, it seemed that no one else had noticed that Harry had changed yet.

As he tucked his school robe around her beautiful thin shoulders, resisting his sudden urge to lean down and nibble at the beautiful skin where her shoulder connected to her collar bone, Harry shuddered again.

As quickly as he changed, the Gryffindor returned to his male form with his clothes back on. Allowing Draco just enough time to snatch his robe back and use it to cover the large tent in his pants, before the emerald eyes opened back up.

"Why'd you touch me, Malfoy? I had the form right? I could feel it! I had a strong hold on it, until you distracted me by touching me." Had Harry's eyes always been that green? Hey seemed to sparkle even more when he was angry.

"You were naked Potter! I had to cover you before the rest of the class saw your hideous body!" Draco swallowed the blush he felt building as his mind conjured the supposedly hideous body for him. He carefully set his face into an emotionless mask, turning his liquid silver eyes into a cold, heartless grey.

"Excuse me for trying to save you some major embarrassment." He huffed glancing away from the now gleaming eyes that seemed to be hypnotizing him with their gaze.

"But, but I was in my animagus form right? I felt it. I wasn't me physically! It wouldn't matter, I was an animal, not a human. It wouldn't matter that I was naked, right?"

Sneering at the uncertain look on Harry's face, Draco slowly drawled. "Oh yes, you were your animagus form alright, Potter. Now tell me, why is it that you turn into a girl for your form, eh? Are you secretly a transsexual girl deep down in that body of yours?" His grin grew large at the horrified expression on the Gryffindor's face.

"Your joking, right? I was not a girl. I was an animal. Now tell me what animal I was, stop joking." His green emeralds seemed to melt into a pleading expression that Draco found tearing at the strings in his heart. How in the world was Potter doing that?

"Sorry, kid. No jokes. You were in fact a girl. Actually, it's quite interesting. I've never heard of an animagus form remaining human. Usually, you take the form of your patronus. I wonder why your different. When you attacked me in our third year, I thought it was a stag coming at me, not a girl."

Draco curiously stared at Harry's face, hoping the boy might have some idea for why he had turned into a girl. Mentally, he knew he needed to stop acting so civil. After all, He was Draco Malfoy, and this was Harry Potter. But, his interest had been spiked, amongst other things. Once Draco got curious about something, he didn't stop until he got the answer. Just because this involved his enemy, did not mean that Harry would be any difference at all.

"I don't know, I'll see what I can find out about it. Now did you want to try before we leave?" Harry seemed to be in shock over his secret female him. Not even noticing that this was his worst enemy he was conversing with.

Draco sighed, "Not really, I need to practice extracting my soul from my body first. Besides we only have a few more minutes in here."

As if she had been listening to their conversation, Professor Rutgers swept to the front of the room calling the students attention back to her and away from their partners.

"Now then, we will continue these exercises during our next class on Thursday. I would like a 2 foot long essay about transforming into an animagus and how it affects one's behavior due next class also. You may all go ahead and leave as soon as you are ready to head towards your next class. Have a great day."

Draco practically ran out of the room, followed swiftly by Blaise.

"What happened, man? You look like your in dire pain. I know you don't like Potter, but he can't be that bad."

He stared at the dark haired wizard in front of him, trying to decide if he was worthy the truth. "No, nothing like that. Harry was perfectly civil. But, he was able to transform. Into, into… into the most gorgeous woman I have ever, in my life laid eyes on, and she was naked Blaise! I didn't know what to do! Oh God!"

Blaise smirked knowingly at Draco as he doubled over from the pressure in his cock which had gotten even stiffer at his mental image of girl Harry's naked form.

"Go take care of that Draco, people will notice you sporting a hard on all day. I'll distract Professor Sprout somehow when you get down there. Now go!"

Without having to be told twice, Draco turned around and sprinted towards the nearest Boy's Lavatories.

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Harry watched the students gather their things and head out of the room. He picked up his own bag and headed towards Neville who stood waiting for him at the door to the room.

"My goodness, that was so hard! Hannah and I didn't get anywhere. Anytime I closed my eyes I just heard other things around the classroom and I couldn't get passed it. I just sat there listening to everyone breathing and moving around me. Did you have any more luck than me?

"What? Oh, no. Um, I didn't either. I guess there's a reason only a few wizards and witches have an animagus form." Harry quickly decided not to inform anyone, except for Ron and Hermione about his form and what it could possibly mean.

"Okay, well I have a free period now. I think I'll go get started on that essay for Professor Rutgers. How about you?" Neville looked worried at the obviously freaked out expression in his friends face. He didn't want to push Harry, because he knew the dark haired wizard would only pull back when pushed.

"Um, Herbology next. With Ron and Hermione. I'll walk with you down to the entrance hall though."

The two walked down in companionable silence. Neville headed towards the library and Harry headed towards Ron and Hermione who were waiting for him by the front doors.

"Hey mate, you okay?" Ron peered into Harry's still glazed look.

"Uh, yeah. I'm fine. Let's go to Herbology though. I want to finish this day as quickly as possible."

"Wow, was Transfiguration that bad? I talked to Parvati Patil while we were waiting for you, she said that you got partnered up with Malfoy in that class that stinks Harry." Hermione swung an arm comfortingly around him as the trio headed towards the greenhouses for their next class.

"He actually wasn't too bad, but well, something happened. I'll tell you about it after dinner. Now lets go."

Harry spent the rest of the day in general silence, only spoken when he was spoken to. He was so out of it that he didn't notice all the concerned looks his friends were exchanging around him. Or the rant Ron had when Malfoy was able to sneak into class fifteen minutes late undetected because Blaise Zabini had accidentally knocked over five bags of soil on his way to grab three pots.

Luckily, no one was really able to talk much at all in Herbology that day. Professor Sprout had them planting Sleeping Baby Daisies, which required complete silence because they would die immediately if awoken while out of the pots.

She explained how when fully grown the daisies were a key ingredient in the Dreamless Sleep Potion. And Assigned an essay on the uses of the Sleeping Baby Daisies before dismissing the students ten minutes late for their lunch.

At lunch Harry escaped quickly. Telling his friends he was feeling a bit nauseous and was going to go rest before his Divination class.

Hermione bugged him about needing to eat at least a little bit before she would let him return to the common room. So Harry snagged a bowl of apple sauce before heading out of the Great Hall.

He was so distracted that he didn't even hear the footsteps following behind him until he felt the hand tapping his shoulder. He whirled around to find himself facing Luna Lovegood.

"Neville said you were upset after your Transfiguration class. So I thought 'd bring you this." She pressed as small rock into his palm and closed his fingers around it.

"I'm sure you've heard of it, the muggles have a similar object. It's Stress Reliever. When you squeeze it, it will remove all your worries and problems from your mind temporarily. I found it in an Italian shop a few years ago and find it is wonderful at reigning in my excitement when I meet new creatures. Many react poorly to excitement, so it's vital to remain calm when approaching them. Well, go on then, give it a squeeze."

Harry hesitantly tightened his hand around the rock. Surprisingly, the rock wasn't hard, the way he'd first thought it was. Instead it formed into the shape of his fist as he squeezed. Immediately, he felt all the worries and problems he had been obsessing over since his Transfiguration class subside to a far part of his mind.

"Wow, that really works. Amazing, thanks Luna. You are the best." Harry grinned broadly at the blonde witch in front of him.

"Well, your welcome then Harry. Why don't you keep it with you. Eventually, your stress will return, until you've done something to conquer it. Perhaps you could get some advice from a Star Trout Molonki, they really give the best advice. Until your ready though, this rock will keep your emotions at bay."

"Yeah, I'll do that Luna. Hey, do you by chance know anything about Giant Pixies? I've never heard of them before." Harry spoke up, remembering his conversation with Isabella that morning.

"Oh yes! Delightful little creatures. Very charming, and flirtatious. They are probably, the most romantically speaking creature on the planet when they want to be. Oh and very meddlesome too. The love to give a humans a push in the right direction of a relationship. At least, if they believe it's the right relationship to be forming. Why do you ask Harry?"

"Oh, no reason really, just one of the new fist years in my house, she told me this morning that she is half giant pixie. I hadn't hard of their existence before and was wondering what they are. She seems very nice."

"Oh well, of course she's nice. They are very friendly after all. Oh Harry, you have to introduce her to me! I absolutely love Giant Pixies. When I met some a few years ago with father they were just a gem to stay with, even if the girls kept trying to charm their way into father's pants, you must as soon as possible!"

"Well of course I will Luna, you're my favorite girl after all." Harry laughed at the picture. Luna was practically jumping around in her excitement of the news of Isabella.

"Oh thank you Harry, Well I need to go, I have potions next and you should probably go to. Don't forget that rock. Bye dear!"

Harry watched Luna skip off back down towards the dungeons before he turned back himself and headed towards the stairs. Talking with Luna had ended up taking his entire lunch hour and now he would have to sprint in order to make it to Divination on time.

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School starts soon, which means that updates will be farther apart. I will try to get as much written as I can though before to try and keep fairly regular updates. I promise some fluff moments will be coming very soon. I just don't want to rush it.

Next Chapter: Everyone finds out about Harry's animagus.