A Harry Potter Fan Fiction

I don't own Harry Potter or that Green Giant (Ho Ho Ho Greeeen Giant!)

Pre-Chapter Wind - So we have this new person named Noel who is a transfer student to Hogwarts from America. Turns out that she is actually Professor Dumbledore's Great Granddaughter and is attending Hogwarts after the death of her Mother. Noel is sorted into Gryffindor where she meets Harry, Ron, and Hermione before having a minor confrontation with Draco.

-Her Uncle-

When I wake up the next morning, I notice that everyone was still asleep. I take out my Gryffindor uniform and head to the bathroom to do my morning routine. With a swipe on a clear coat of lip gloss, before grabbing my things, I run down the stairs and out the Portrait Hole to the Great Hall for breakfast. Before sitting down, Dumbledore waves me over.

"Noel, you're up and early as usual." He says, having gotten used to my morning routine during my stay here this summer. I usually tended to have breakfast with him in the mornings, giving us time to get to know each other more to make up for not really being in each other's lives for the past 14 years.

"You know me, early bird gets the best pickings at breakfast." I say. "What's up Gramps?"

"The reason I called you over is to remind you not to 'show off' your magic. Your skills are more advanced than the rest of your other classmates and you wouldn't want to give them a wrong impression of you on the first day of school." Dumbledore says.

"Of course not. I'll use my wand and no funny business at all...in the open anyway." I joke. I was fond of my wand, twelve inches with a Unicorn hair braided with a strand from a Dementor's cloak wrapped in oak wood. The Dementor's cloak strand made the oak wood turn black, which made my wand a rare find. I liked it mainly because it helped me get out of a lot of trouble at my old school when I was a suspect in a few pranks, but due to my lack of wand I was found innocent. They never found out about my other hidden abilities and didn't suspect my use of wandless magics either, I could do wandless magics just not well enough...yet that is. I push away the memories that were popping up from before while walking to the table to eat a bowl of oatmeal and jelly buttered toast.

More and more people begin to arrive when Harry, Ron, and Hermione show up and makes their way over to where I was sitting. "Hermione, we got the class schedules." I say as they take a seat and begin to eat.

"Noel, why are there butter crumbs in the jelly?" Ron asks, well more like demands.

"Ummmmm." I say shoving the last piece of evidence in my mouth. "I don't know what you're talking about." I mumble.

"And why are there crumbs in the butter?" Ron demands again. I shrug.

"Why do you care? It all goes to the same place anyway." Hermione says briskly to him. "You were up early today. I got up wanting to walk down with you to find that you were already gone." She comments as I hand them their schedules I picked up before they arrived.

"I'm always up early. It's a not so annoying anymore habit I picked up this summer." I say. Ron groans. "What? More crumbs, but in the orange juice?"

"No…but if I find any…never mind. Its not the food, but how today is going to be terrible. History of Magic, Double Potions, Divination, Double DADA. That's Binns, Trelawney, Snape, and that Umbridge woman all in one day. I wish Fred and George would hurry it up and finish those skiving boxes." Ron grumbles.

"Fred and George? Who's Fred and George?" I ask.

"My Brothers." Ron says as a pair of red heads join us at the table. "Noel, Fred and George. Fred and George, Noel." Ron says before turning back to his food. I smile at them before looking at my own schedule again.

"Hey… I have the same classes." I say showing them my schedule. While they were looking at it, I look around quickly and point my wand at my bag, which zaps my books for today out of my trunk and into my bag so I wouldn't have to return to the Common Room to get them. It was a very easy spell taught to me by a friend at my old school. I get up and sling my fuller bag over my shoulder.

"Where are you going Noel?" Hermione asks.

"For a walk. See you in History."

History of Magic is taught by a ghost named Professor Cuthburt Binns. I had already learned about giants in my old school. My school in America was advanced because they also wanted to teach how to do muggle things too. I guess by coming here this year I wouldn't be able to catch up back home if I would return. So for the most of class, I was trying my best not to fall asleep, avoiding glares from Hermione and taking unnecessary notes that soon became doodles. Hermione was glaring in our area because unlike her, we were not taking good quality 'Hermione' deemed notes I guess.

"What would happen if I didn't lend you my notes this year?" Hermione asks coldly after we left the classroom.

"We'd fail our O.W.L.s. You wouldn't want that on your conscious would you?" Ron asks.

"You deserve it." Hermione snaps. "And you too Noel, I thought studies was important to you. What would your Mother think?" If she only knew...

"Come on Hermione. He gave a lecture that was so boring, that a lot of people fell asleep. I'm surprised I didn't fall asleep, but then again I wasn't listening to what he said. Besides did you know in my old school we actually got to meet a real giant." I say.

"You already studied giants?" Hermione asks shocked. I nod for the giant we met was held in captivity by the muggles and forced to do commercial for vegetables while being painted completely green on a daily bases. When I left I kinda felt sorry for that green giant. We walk across the damp courtyard when a girl walks up to us.

"Hi Harry." She says.

"Hi." Harry says, his face reddening. "Did you have… err… a good summer?" He asks. Hey maybe I could go see my Uncle for a little bit before the next class, I think.

"I'll see you later." I whisper to Hermione to walk off alone to the dungeons.

I sit outside the class for a while because the door was closed and I didn't want to barge in on the first day. The bell rings and the Dungeon door opens. I walk in, shivering once before sitting on a stool near the back. Harry, Ron, and Hermione enter the class, and to my disgust Malfoy with the other Slytherin people. Clearly these two houses never mixed by just watching how they sat with only friends in their houses. Then enters Severus Snape, Potions Master. He walks, well swoops into the class, his cape billowing behind him. The class quiets down.

"Today we are mixing a potion that often comes up at the O.W.L.s: the Draught of Peace, it can calm anxiety and sooth agitation. If made wrong, you will put the drinker into a heavy and sometimes irreversible sleep. So you need to pay attention to what you're doing." Snape drones. I giggle at his 'I'm your teacher so obey me' voice. He glares at Harry. What the hell? He pulls out his wand and flicks it. The instructions appear on the board and the ingredients appear on the table. "You have an hour… start." Snape says. Not talking to anyone, I grab my ingredients and light the fire under my cauldron with my wand. I had made this before for a prank concerning an unfair substitute teacher who smelled like onions, so I knew I had to concentrate. After an hour and fifteen minutes, I let the potion simmer and it begins to sprout silver vapors. 'Whose so awesome? I am' I thought. "A light silver vapor should be sprouting from your potions." Snape announces walking around before stopping in front of our table. "What is this?" Snape asks Harry. Malfoy and his friends turn around eagerly listening to what was happening.

"The Draught of Peace." Harry says tensely.

"Tell me Potter, can you read?" Snape asks. Malfoy laughs. I look at his potion, of course he can't read. It's pretty obvious that he forgot something, just like the look on Snape's face shows how obvious it is how he's enjoying Harry's failure.

"Yes I can." Harry says, clenching his fist tightly around his wand. What should I do? It would really suck to look stupid already on the first day back. Help or don't help? Help or don't help?

"Read the third line for me Potter." Snape says. Okay maybe just today since no one is looking. I point my finger at his cauldron. A line of light shoots out of my finger and hits the cauldron quickly. The potion, swirling around in a counter clockwise motion righting itself before slowing down, bubbles a few times and sprouts silver vapors. Just for today and that's all. Harry finishes reading and looks down to see his potion sprouting silver vapors. Snape's eyes narrows as he turns on me. "Miss… Dumbledore." Snape says coolly. I look at him innocently. He better not give me away.

"Yes sir?" I ask.

"Did you help Potter in ANY way?" He had emphasized heavily on the word 'any'.

"No sir. One minute it was grayish and then next it was sprouting silver vapors so it must have been a late bloomer. Weren't you watching the whole time? You should have been able to see it unless you have a trouble with your vision. That must be a bad case of conjunctivitis. They have a potion for that you know, you are a Potion's Masters after all." I say inching backwards from him. Ron covers his mouth while shaking with laughter.

"Ten points from Gryffindors." Snape says pulling out his wand. He empties both cauldrons with a sneer and walks away. Crap, a zero on the first day. That's not a good way start the new school year. I copy down the homework assignment enraged.

"That was really unfair of him. Your potion was fine Noel. He should have been nicer since he's in the…well." Hermione says looking at Harry and Ron.

"I'll see you later, I want to… something." I say letting them go ahead. As soon as the class empties I pound on his office door with my fist. "UNCLE SEV OPEN UP!" I shout before kicking at the door.

"What!...Oh Noel." Snape sighs opening up the door.

"Uncle Sev. Why'd you do that for? I know you told me you didn't like a man named James Potter, meaning Harry's Dad, but why'd you punish me too?" I whine pushing my way inside.

"You helped Potter." Snape points out.

"You have no proof." I humph crossing my arms. Snape raises an eyebrow at me and laughs. "Okay let's say I did…hypothetically okay… help him a little-"

"Ha, told you."

"Well yeah, but you know I have a soft spot for the picked on. Mom did too remember? You didn't have to be so mean." I grumble.

"Remember what I told you at the end of summer?" Snape asks.

AN: Keeping it short, did you notice that pre-chapter wind at the beginning? Yup, just one of the Easter Eggs in the new updated version. Awesome right?

AN2: Next chapter should be posted on September 3rd (-ish depending on where you live with time zones and all)