Chapter 3

The school day went along quite slowly for Harry, since he just felt like he repeated himself in the classes. Despite his little trip back in time, he still had his knowledge and intellect with him.

As he headed down the hallways to the next lesson, Defense against the Dark Arts, along with the other Gryffindors, Hermione seemed to notice how Harry always either ignored or glared at Ron and the others whenever he was near, but she decided to leave it be for the moment.

As Harry stepped foot into the classroom he instantly set his eyes on a most terrifying creature from the deepest circles of hell...a being so evil, that Satan himself pales in comparison. Of course, it was none else than...

"Umbridge!" Harry yelled in half shock half hatred, earning a few gasps from the people around him. Umbridge looked up at him in her usual snotty way before grunting disbelievingly at his hostile tone. All the students took their seats while giving Harry odd glances which he simply shrugged off.

As Umbridge went over completely useless instructions without any practical use of it, Harry started to wonder how he could have forgotten about Umbridge messing with the school during this year. As she started talking about how the Ministry always was right in the middle of the lesson, he simply lost it.

"I've had ENOUGH!" he yelled furiously, standing up in an instant, earning even more gasps from the studens who looked at him in shock. Umbridge herself looked like smoke would come out of her ears, and her fists shook visibly.

"What did you say, Potter?!" she asked angrily, putting on her most angry face to look intimidating, which only managed to make her look even more stupid.

"I said," he started calmly. "that I've had enough of your useless ramblings during class! Try teaching the studens something useful instead of your own pathetic praises of your corrupt ministry!" The students gasped once again at the blunt outburst, but then bursted out laughing as they saw the infuriated look on Umbridge's face.

"Detention for the rest of the school year, Potter!" she screamed at the top of her lungs, casuing the students to flinch, but also caused Harry to start laughing loudly, before pulling out his wand and pointing it at Umbridge with a mocking grin.

"No thanks. Stupefy!" he said, and a red beam shot out, hitting her square in the chest, causing her to fall unconscious to the ground in a heap. The studens looked horrified at the sight of Umbridge's unconscious body on the floor, but then all began cheering at Harry, except for Hermione who looked at him in disbelief.

Harry coughed loudly to make the students go quiet. He strolled over to the teacher's desk and flung Umbridge into a corner to make some room for himself. He chuckled slightly and then turned around to face the students, who were all looking at him curiously.

"Well, now that the Toad is out of the way, how about we have a real DADA class for once? What do you all say?" Harry asked, and grinned triumphantly as he was met with loud cheering and thumbs up. A girl who Harry didn't recognise raised a hand, and slowly stood up as Harry gave her a nod.

"Professor Potter-, I mean Harry, " This spurred even more laughter amongst the other students. "won't you get in trouble once Umbitch wakes up?" she asked, and Harry raised an eyebrow as the class looked at him expectantly. He chucked and grabbed his wand once again.

"Ah, I almost forgot about that. Thank you. Obliviate!" he said, casting the mind-erasing spell at Umbridge's unmoving form. The students laughed again and clapped in a supportive way.

Harry smiled as he put the wand away into his robes. "Allright, let's get started. I want you all to pair up with another student, spread out throughout the room, and practise the stunning curse. The incantation is 'Stupefy'. If you get a sucessful hit on your partner, use the spell 'Enervate' to revive them." He said, and frowned as the class still sat in their seats. "Well, what are you waiting for? GET STARTED!" he shouted, and the class quickly paired up and started firing spells at one another.

The rest of the time progressed nicely, and all of the students had finally got a hang of the stunning spell, which pleased Harry greatly. He called the students back to their seats and as they all sat down, he laughed heartily. "Well, what did you think of this lesson, guys?" he asked, and was greatly amused at the replies he got, all of the 'Great' and 'A lot better than the Toad' variety.

"Should I repeat the performance some other time, perhaps?" Harry asked with a grin, causing the others to cheer and nod their heads rapidly. Harry laughed and called the end of the lesson before leaving the classroom, purposely forgetting to revive Umbridge in her corner

As Harry sat down in the Gryffindor common room with a goofy smile, remembering his little stunt in DADA, Hermione marched up to him with a stern expression on her face. Harry raised an eyebrow at her as she dragged him to an empty sideroom and pushed him down on the couch. She sat down next to him and looked him firmly in the eyes, causing Harry to flinch slightly.

"Harry! What was up with you during DADA class? You could get expelled for that! Stupefying a teacher?!" she nearly yelled, and Harry had to clamp a hand over her mouth to shut her up. He made a shushing motion with his index finger and she calmed down a bit.

She sighed and shook her head in a reliaxing manner. "Do you know what will happen if you get caught?" she asked, concern evident in her voice. Harry laughed quietly at the question. "How would I get caught? Everyone hates Umbridge, noone would mind if I hexed her to oblivion, and why do you think I Obliviated her?" he asked, grinning slightly.

She sighed slightly and then moved on to her next concern, which Harry had expected for quite some time. "Harry, why are you so distant to Ron and the others? I mean, you glare at them all the time, why? Everything was fine just a few days ago?"

Harry sighed at the question. What would he tell her? He couldn't tell her of his time-trip, not just yet anyway. "Hermione...I can't tell you why, not yet anyway. But I assure you that I have a perfectly good reason to never speak to any of them again. Please don't ask me why, cause I won't answer until I'm ready." he replied with a mix of sadness and anger in his voice.

She sighed in defeat and hugged him tightly. "Okay, I won't push you. But I'm always here if you need to talk, okay?" she asked. Harry smiled a genuine smile for once and hugged her back. "Thanks 'Mione, I will when I'm ready. You're the best friend a guy could have.

She smiled back and bid him goodnight before heading up to her sleeping dorm. Harry shook his head slightly as he once again contemplated what to do about his situation. He went up to his own sleeping dorm, jumped into bed, and fell into an uneasy sleep.

Hah! A little more humor in this chapter, huh? I just HAD to put in some Umbridge-bashing! Gotta hate that bitch...anyway, keep reviewing folks! (I've decided to do a lemon later! Heheh)