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Chapter 5: Settling In
The trip to Hogwarts held no surprises for the trio as the scarlet steam engine rattled through the countryside. Malfoy, of course made his customary appearance but was swiftly knocked out of the compartment by the sheer force of magical pressure Harry pressed upon him. Soon enough Hermione, prefect badge pinned, left the compartment with Harry accompanying her, not sporting his own badge as of yet. Both entered the prefects carriage and so the meeting began.
-1 hour later-
The duo left the compartment returning to their own to find their trunks throughly rifled through and a red faced Weasley awaiting their return. "So, it's you then? You're the reason I'm not a prefect anymore? You couldn't let me have anything could you Potter? I should have known. And of course the great all-knowing Potter couldn't get below an A could he? If anyone deserves 'special consideration' it should be me! No wonder you got so high, I'm surprised you can shit with how far the ministry is up your are, Potter." he spat before gathering his trunk, broom and some sweets off the bench Harry and Hermione were sitting at and stormed off, go find more acceptable company.
-Hogwarts Castle-
The thestral led carriages trundled through the mud, squelching and rocking every so often. Neither Harry nor Hermione saw Ron after his abrupt departure from the compartment, however Pig was seen shooting past the train almost half an hour after. After the short walk to Hogwarts Castle, the two prefects sat together reveling in the term of studying they had ahead of them. Once again, the sorting hat sangria his newest rendition of the term 'song' and the sorting passed. Dumbledore then stood up to make his yearly beginning address.
"Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts, I know you must all be hungry so I won't keep you much longer, but I would like to say a few words, dark times may be upon us, and we must all band together to fight for what is right!" his propaganda over, he was forcefully reminded of his actual duties as headmaster, by a forceful kick in the shins from Professor McGonagall. "Also, welcoming our newest teacher, to take up the Defence Against the Dark Arts post, Professor Ramond Smith."
Once again, the aged professor waved his hand and platters of food appeared in the hall. Harry, customarily rubbed his ring, checking for the potion he knew his food would be spiked with love potion. To his surprise, he seemed to be getting some interference from something nearby. Harry let it fade, and dug in, knowing his immunity would be his keeper. The night wore on, old friends catching up on summer stories, before finally, "Prefects, please lead your respective houses to their dorms." before long, the Slytherins moved off toward the dungeons, with Malfoy at their head. The Hufflepuffs walked to the 3rd floor, with Hannah Abbot at the head, Ravenclaw moved towards their tower with Terry Boot leading their march, finally the Gryffindores set off to their own tower, Harry leading the sea of the smaller students. "Speactur Montis" Harry spoke to the portrait of the fat lady, and she swing open allowing passage to the Gryffindores. Harry bade Hermione a good night before tracking up his own stairs to the sixth year boys dormitory.
The tension that greeted Harry inside was almost palpable, and it was coming from a very well known source. "What do you want Ron?" Harry questioned in an impatient and bored tone, he had no time to pander to Ron's childishness. Ron, of course was the epitome of childishness and turned onto his side and pretended to be asleep. He'll get his soon enough was the last thought that ran through the redheads mind before he drifted into his own world.
-The next morning-
Most students rushed to the great Hall, hoping to catch the early morning breakfast rush and get their timetables quickly before beginning a, hopefully, successful year. Harry and Hermione were among these few, and procured their timetables from McGonagall before sitting down to eat. "Double defense first, eh?" Harry asked, only for Hermione to nod. Both began partaking of their breakfast. They decided the library could wait, considering the fact that the year hadn't even begun yet. The two sat at the table, simply taking in the atmosphere and ruckus that was Hogwarts. 5 minutes before lessons were due to begin, the walking food disposal Weasley sauntered into the hall, scruffy dressed and it smelled as though he hadn't though to shower before be breaking fast. It was he, for whom McGonagall had to walk down the entire Gryffindore table once again, to hand him the paper saying he only qualified for 2 subjects he, or most likely his mother, had applied for this year, stating he would have to take up Astronomy, Care of Magical Creatures and Divination to be able to continue studying at all. "WHAT?" Ron screamed, wildly floundering at why he was being forced to take Divination while others could drop it. Of course, Harry and Hermione had been amused at Ron's predicament, yet the time for classes was upon them, so they stood to leave, trying as they might to avoid the bottleneck of the Great Hall doors, this however didn't go quite to plan as many others tried to do the same thing, resulting in the bottleneck anyway.
Defence was easily Harry's best subject, Professor Smith was definitely a competitor for best DADA teacher Hogwarts had seen recently, considering he knew his stuff and had spent many years abroad, much like Lockhart claimed to do, but y'know he actually did it. The lesson was also running pleasantly, until a certain red faced, red-haired Weasley stepped into the classroom, evidently having lost his argument with McGonagall. At the time the rest of the class had been doing reflex tests. With Professor Smith firing various low to medium level jinxes and hexes their way. Ron entering the classroom late prompted at jelly legs hex flying g in that particular direction and hitting him squarely in the chest. With jelly for legs, the boy fell flat on his face from his own momentum, before pushing himself up onto his elbows and trying to give everyone in the room earache. After that the class was very much on their toes and only two more students suffered the laughter of failure. The Professor though seemed extremely surprised and impressed when the Potter boy managed to deflect one of his spells with a small streak of lightning and not and actual spell, after a quick whisper with the Granger girl at his side, the next time he sent a spell her way, it simply seemed to dissipate into the air. "Mr. Potter, Ms. Granger, a word if you please," he said as he set the homework and allowed the class to leave. "I'm not expert... Well actually I am, but I have reason to believe you are able to cast elemental magic, of course untrained this will eventually fade into nothing. However I would like to train you." The pair looked at each other, again communicating without speaking before, "Sorry sir, we'd like a bit of time before we can give you a definite answer."
"No worries young lad, come and speak to me when you're good and ready, aye?"
The day progressed fairly rapidly after that, the only hiccup being potions, where Snape baited the young Potter at every turn, yet Harry gave him no footing. Arithmancy seemed more interesting at the advanced level and even more difficult, yet the new logical side of Harry revelled in the challenge. Transfiguration also seemed to be a step up and Harry was feeling glad he'd recounted the topics before school started. Charms seemed to be like old times with Flitwick recounting what had been done up to OWL before assigning homework for the next day. That night as Harry fell asleep, his final thought was 'And it's only just beginning'
A/N: I'm back! It's been a while, I've just been caught up on work and shizzle so here it is, chapter 5. Time to settle in for the long haul, winter is coming! Hope you enjoyed this chapter and there isn't much else to talk about :) Drop me a review or a Pm anytime and I'll respond(if I can) profanity filter is off as well, so feel free to make your reviews... Fruity ;)
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