Warnings and new days.

On the way to Dumbledore's office it was quiet. The girls knew they couldn't talk to the headmaster in the hallways of Hogwarts, for the school had eyes and ears everywhere.

"What the hell you say that for?" Siena exclaimed. Making her point very clear that she and her sisters didn't appreciate that the headmaster's joke.

"Also, we're his aunts, that just so... so... oh God! Help me out here, Darla!"

Darla looked at her sister, "What you want me to say? I don't know. Ask Audrey."

"Eww?", said Audrey.

Sirena shook head. "Yeah, eww!"

Dumbledore stood up from his desk. "Girls, calm down. I know what's going on. I know the rules, I'm not going to tell Harry and I won' give hints. But the final battle is coming up and Harry has to know. Be careful, especially around his friends. That is all I'm going to say."

The girls left and made their way to the DA classroom to work on the lesson plans that they are going to teach for the next few months. Sirena was engrossed in her work when Darla suddenly broke the silence.

"I..."

"Darla, don't say it," Sirena warned her sister.

"I wasn't going to say anything."

"No, but I know you."

"I have a bad feeling about this year."

All of a sudden, the flames in the fireplace flared up and James' head appeared in the middle of them.

James looked amused between the two girls. "Be careful." He warned and then he vanished again. Darla looked at her sisters.

"So, care to start placing bets on when Harry will find out James is alive?"

The next day started with students up and dressed, busy eating, and passing out the schedules.

When Harry, Ron, and Hermione got down to breakfast, their schedules were handed to them by Lavender. Hermione looked at her schedule and her eyes lit up.

"New day, new classes, and homework!" She exclaimed lovingly.

Harry and Ron looked at each other and rolled their eyes. "Hermione and homework." Ron said. "I think they should marry."

Harry snorted at the thought and looked at his schedule.

Monday and Tuesday: DADA and Potions

Wednesday and Thursday: Transfiguration and Care of Magical Creatures

Friday: Herblogy and Qudditch practice.

Ron looked over Harry shoulder and read his schedule. "Wow, yours is different."

Hermione looked at both Ron's and Harry's. "Ron, Harry's schedule is the same as yours and mine except I don't have Qudditch practice as a class. Even though it is not a class."

Harry glanced up and noticed everyone was leaving. He looked over at his two best friends "Whatever. Let's go. We have DADA in five minutes."

By the time the great Gryffindor trio made their way to the Defense Room the whole class was there. As everyone sat down the new teacher got up, closed the door, and smiled.

"Good morning class. As you know my name is Sirena Mathews and I' m your Defense teacher. You are going to refer to us by our first names because there is 3 Ms. Mathews and well, we don't want to confuse you all. Anyway, on Mondays, I will teach about Dark creatures. Then tomorrow you will meet Audrey, my sister. She will teach spells and curses and Darla…" Sirena smirked. "She won't do anything but grade papers and help when needed. Now I see that everyone is here, so open you Defense History books by, Sir Tomas Shait to pg. 165. We will start on vampires."

The class did as they were told and Sirena wrote VAMPYRES on the board of the classroom and turned around.

"Vampires, are a legendry dark creature. Some of you may know the old ways to kill them. Stake thought the heart, holy water, sunlight, beheading, you know… the usual. But vampires don't deal with wizards. Yes, you may see them around but they won't attack you, for wizard blood will kill them. Most vampires today hang around Hellmouths. There are five hellmouths in total around the world."

Hermione raised her hand. "What exactly are hellmouths?"

"Hellmouths are the mouths to hell. They are mystical energy centers. There is one in America, Australia, South America, Russia and England. The England hellmouth is closed. Some of you may know it, it is Stonehenge. Anyway, vampires are also scared of one thing." Sirena looked at the class. "Can any of you tell me what or who it is?"

Ron raised his hand. "Yes, Mr. Weasley"

"I heard it was the slayer."

Lavender looked over at Ron. "Yeah right, the slayer. It's a myth, a legend. She's not real. The slayer is like the boogieman for evil creatures to tell their demon children if they don't be good for their mommies."

Sirena looked at Lavender. "Actually, Miss. Brown; She's real. I meet her once in Rome. Quite a spunky girl and her sister." Then Sirena got a mystic look in her eye. "In every generation a slayer is born. One girl, chosen, to kill the vampires and the forces of darkness. She is the slayer. Wizards, a long time ago use to work with the Watchers council to help slayers out occasionally if spells were needed but now that is few and far between. I suggest you read chapter 14 about slayers and the watchers council to find out more."

Just at that second the bell rang signaling the end of the class. Sirena smiled. "No homework. Now get the hell out of here kiddos."

The class did as told and went to lunch. After lunch came Potions Class.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked into the potions room and the first smell that hit their noses was the toxic scent of the potion ingredients. They took their sets and noticed that they had the class with the Slytherins because Malfoy was there, only without his thugs.

The next second Snape came in with his robes bellowing out behind him. Harry could only guess why Snape did that. The only thing he figured was Snape bellowed his robes because it made him feel more manly.

Snape turned and faced the class. "You are now in advanced NEWT level potions. I will have no tolerance for foolishness in this class. How some of you even managed to get in this class I have no idea." He then cast a quick glare at Harry and Ron. "But I don't care."

Snape then turned quickly pointed his wand at the board and ingredients for a Finding potion came on the board.

"The Finding potion is a quick potion to make, but extremely complex to do. You can make it in 20 minutes, but you have to have the exact amount of ingredients to put in the cauldron, no matter what. Begin."

The class started on their potions. At the end of 20 minutes Snape strolled around the class. "20 points off Gryffindor, Mr. Potter." Snape hissed.

Harry turned to Snape. "Why?" he asked coldly.

Snape glared at Harry and his potion. "For your being a know-it-all like Granger." With a click of his heels Snape turned and walked back to the front of the room. Snape then turned back to Harry.

"Oh, and Potter? Detention not addressing me properly."