Here you go, Chapter 2. Don't expect updates this fast, I'm bored with part of chap 2 typed, and all of it written.
"OOf." Harry was surprised when something with a large quantity of curly brow hair tackled him.
"Herm, let Harry go, he can't breathe." The Hair backed up a few steps and blushed.
"Sorry I'm just happy to see you both." Hermione said, still blushing. Suddenly she turned and tackled Ron, who turned an interesting shade of red.
"Herm!"
"Sorry!" Hermione said, still clinging to Ron.
Harry chuckled at his friends antics and vaguely wonder when they were going to admit they liked each other. Not anytime soon he guessed, maybe by 7th year.
"Are we going to stand here all day or what?" The three friends had met up in the Leaky Caldren.
"We'll go as soon as somebody gets off of me."
"Can we go to the bookstore first?" Asked Hermione, looking like she wanted to glomp Ron again.
Ron groaned. "You always want to go to the bookstore first!"
Harry interrupted before an argument could brake out. "How we go to the bookstore last, that way you have more time there?" He asked.
Hermione considered it for a moment, then nodded. The three friends left the Leaky Caldron to get their school supplies
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahours lateraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"That's weird, there's no book for DADA on the list." Hermione said, looking at her list. They were at the Flourish and Botts bookstore, after a full day of shopping.(and encounters with Malfoy.)
"Really?" Harry asked, "Let me see the list." (His had been zapped in one of the encounters with Malfoy.) Harry scanned the list and saw she was right. He then noticed something written on the back of the paper. It said; "Texts for DADA will be provided by the new new teacher. Harry raised his eyebrows at the phrasing, but had to agree.
"It says here that the new teacher will provide them for us." Harry said.
"I wonder who the new teacher will be." Hermione said thoughtfully.
"Can't be as good as Lupin." Ron said dismissively.
"Can't be as bad as Lockheart." Harry countered and Ron shrugged.
"We'll just have to wait and see won't we." Hermione said, and that was that.
Kurama and Hiei were in the backroom of Flourish and Botts, where they had gotten temp. jobs, at the insistence of Koenma.
They were going through a large stack of scrolls and old fashion books, even a few tablets were in there. Or rather Kurama was going through them to find suitable texts to use to teach students.
He sneezed as a dust cloud formed. "You could help you know." He said grumpily.
Hiei gave Kurama a look and said, "You're the one who'll be teaching them, these are your books from your collections. You could of just assigned a text book, but you chose to do this."
Kurama groaned and said. "Shut up."
Hermione, Ron and Hermione stood in a hallwall in the back of Flourish and Botts. The bookstore had run out of one of the text books they needed in the front, and the guy and the guy at the counter had given them derections to where the storerooms were. Unfortunately there were three rooms, and he forgot to mention which storeroom it was.
"Just pick one!" Ron said, and Hermione nervously opened one door.
Kurama blinked as a large amount of brown hair poked its way through the door. It blushed and stuttered. "Oh, I so sorry I didn't know anyone was back here, they ran out of a taxt book we need in the front and and the guy at the counter sent us back here."
Kurama smiled his most charming smile, the one that no female could resist (and quite a few males), and put most people at ease. "I'll show you where they keep the text books, I don't mind, I need a break from this." He gestured at the texts in front of him.
He moved to the door. "Shall we?" he asked with a fourish, then, "Hiei, don't burn anything while I'm gone." He called.
"Hn." Was the familiar reply, although it somehow managed to sound disappointed.