'Thoughts and spells'

'Eventual Telepathy'

Dumbledore began his usual start of the year speech by introducing the school's new teachers. Delores Jane Umbridge was the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor of the year, "-let us also welcome our two new professors, Christine Mousy and Edward Elric, our alchemy and martial arts teachers. Good luck to you all, they will be teaching on their own terms. Now then, about the Quidditch tournaments-" "Hem hem." Dumbledore was interrupted by a fake cough and, looking over his shoulder, saw that it was Umbridge who was now standing, and moved aside to let her speak.

30 minutes later...

Everyone in the great hall was growing tired and annoyed. Umbridge had been making a pointless speech that she would undoubtedly repeat phrases throughout the year and finally finished, prompting Dumbledore to (FINALLY!) start the feast. Everyone gratefully began eating so they could go to bed and carried on with their previous conversations "So, Harry, what do you think Ed and Chris will make us do? You got to know them some before we came here, what do you think kind of spells we will be doing?" Ron asked while stuffing his mouth like usual. "Honestly Ron, weren't you paying attention? Professor Dumbledore said they will be teaching us alchemy and martial arts. I can only guess that they'll mention some spells." Hermione sighed as she finished eating and waited for her two friends to finish so they could go the Gryffindor common room.

"Well, classes start tomorrow. Might as well go to bed and steel ourselves for the ultimate torture of explaining to people who know next to nothing." Chris sighed as she and Ed headed back to their rooms. Ed nodded, suddenly feeling irritated at how much time it would take when an idea hit him. "Hey, Chris, maybe we could go over to Snape's class and see what they do. We also need to make the animation spells ourselves, and what better place to do that than in the potions room in the middle of a class?" Ed asked with a mischievous smirk, walking over to his current portrait door and walking inside, then got ready for bed with a goal in mind. Chris also smiled when she entered her own room and also got ready for bed, but before turning off the lights, she took out her mirror and secretly patrolled the halls. Finding nothing out of the ordinary besides the school ghosts, Chris put away the mirror and went to sleep.

~The next day~

"Hey Chris?" A quiet voice asked "What?" Chris replied sleepily "Ed is still sleeping, classes start after breakfast, which is in one hour." "WHAT?! Why didn't you wake me up earlier?!" Chris exclaimed as Amethyst laughed while she was getting ready. "I can't believe this!" Chris muttered for the tenth time as she quickly put on a blue tank top over a white long sleeved shirt, black skinny jeans, black boots, and her winged hair clip, rolling up her sleeves to her elbows and grabbed her wand to rush out the door with Amethyst in tow. "What do you think the class will be like?" Amethyst asked "I don't know and currently, I don't care! Edward Elric wake up right now!" Chris yelled, causing the previously sleeping blonde to fall out of bed cursing.

"WHAT?!" "We're going to be late for breakfast! Get up!" "Why didn't you say so?!" Ed yelled back and quickly changed into a black long sleeved shirt, black pants, black combat boots, white gloves, red hoodie, and put his hair into a simple ponytail. Grabbing his wand and pocket watch, Ed bolted out the door and ran to the great hall with Chris to meet everyone before class started. "Hem hem." A voice behind them said as they entered the spacious room and were about to take their seats by Professor McGonagall since Hagrid said he'd be out for awhile, and turned around to be met with the pink abomination.

"Well, as a fellow new professor, why don't you two tell me what you teach." "If you were listening at all last night then you would have known already. We're not telling you anything." Chris replied coldly and sat down, Ed sitting down with slight surprise as breakfast appeared and glared at his long time enemy...milk. "So, we meet again." "Ed, just drink your milk already." Chris sighed "No. Way. You should know by now that I hate it!" Ed muttered under his breath "Fine then, you can stay SMALL forever." Chris retorted, and mentally laughed as Ed's reaction came a second later for the whole school to hear "WHO ARE YOU CALLING A HALF PINT RUNT YOU CAN'T SEE WITHOUT A MAGNIFYING GLASS!? I'LL SHOW YOU!" Ed screamed and almost performed alchemy when he and Chris realized that they were being watched by the Ministry witch. "Hey, if you're done then we should be going. Save your temper for the class that annoys you." Chris whispered and followed the students into the hall, a scowling Ed walking past her with his arms crossed in front of his chest like a pouting child as he walked to the classroom.

AN:

Harry: Do you really not like milk?

Ed: Drop it, Golden Boy.

Harry: I thought I was Private Green?

Ed: You are. That's just my new nickname for you.

Harry: Oh, alright. Hey Chris.

Chris: Yo Harry!

Shadow Harpy: Get to class already. :)

Harry, Ed, and Chris: 'K!