Chapter 5 – Harry's Reaction
Harry woke up the next day, and saw Ron and Hermione looking at him concernedly. It was all just a dream then, he thought. My parents aren't really here. But then, he heard Hermione from somewhere over his head, saying "Lily! James! He's awake!" With that he sprang upright.
"M – Mum? Dad?" he asked. Lily thought it was sweet, but James looked like he was trying not to laugh. She kicked him in the shin.
"Ouch!"
"Ha, Potter, that's what you get for almost laughing at your own son!"
As soon as Hermione knew that Harry would definitely be OK, she went down to breakfast, dragging Ron behind her, so that Harry, James and Lily could be alone. Lily clapped one hand against her forehead.
"Potter! We're supposed to be down at breakfast getting our schedules!"
"Oh yeah, you're right Evans…hey, can he leave?" James asked Madam Pomfrey. After 15 minutes of arguing with James, Madam Pomfrey agreed that Harry could face the school with his parents. Outside in the hall, there was a long, awkward silence.
"So, Harry, do you play Quidditch on the Gryffindor team?"
Harry beamed. "I'm the Seeker. I love flying. Before you – go back, we have to play Quidditch with Ron and Ginny, his little sister."
"Go figure," Lily muttered.
"I'm sorry, what was that Evans?"
"I said, figures any son of yours would love Quidditch to death." James just grinned and nodded.
As they entered the Great Hall, Lily and James could feel all eyes in them. Harry was used to it, though and he sat down with Lily and James on either side of him. Once they had sat down, McGonagall came down from the staff table with two schedules. "Potter," she said.
"Yes?" asked Harry and James. Lily giggled.
"James Potter," said McGonagall, "please go easy on your teachers today, especially the Defense Against the Dark Arts and Potions teachers. They are having a bit of trouble getting over their shock. Have a good day."
James looked at his schedule. History of Magic, Transfiguration, Charms, Herbology, Astronomy, Potions, - damn it, with Snape! I can't believe it! Well, that greasy git is in for the surprise of his life. And…James spit out his mouthful of potatoes, which hit Hermione full in the face. "Oh my God I'm so sorry! Scourgify!" Hermione's face was cleaned, and she started laughing. "Evans!" said James. "Look at this!"
Lily saw who the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher was, and felt her mouth drop open. "No…way…" she said. "Remus Lupin?"
"Oh, you'll love him," said Hermione. "He's very good."
James roared with laughter. "Yeah, I'll bet," he said. "He was only one of my best friends at school, after all. I wonder why he's teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts, though." After breakfast, Lily, James, Harry, Ron, and Hermione all went to Potions. James smiled lazily when he saw who was standing in behind the teacher's desk. "Why," he said softly, "Hello, Snivellus."