A Harry Potter Fan Fiction

I don't own Harry Potter

Pre-Chapter Wind - The Hufflepuff VS Gryffindor Quidditch match commences. Noel is knocked off of her broom while getting the snitch, and almost falls to her death, to have Ron come to save her. In doing so, the Hufflepuff team scores one more goal that puts them in the lead by ten points and winning the match.

- The New Divination Class-

"I can't believe I missed breakfast this morning, I'm starving." I say, piling food onto my plate during lunch the next day. I really didn't want to wake up to wake up this morning, and then I had to stop off at the Hospital Wing for a refill because of my back, which is why I missed breakfast. "So, other than breakfast, what did I miss?"

"Do you remember when we did the interview with Rita Skeeter on Valentines day?" Harry asks.

"What about it?" I ask before taking a huge bite of my corned beef sandwich. I only vaguely remembered the interview, mostly because it centered around Harry talking a lot and Fred trying to spill his drink on me.

"It got published in the Quibbler and a ton of people wrote back. Now I'm banned from Hogsmeade." Harry says cheerfully. Now I'm confused. Why would he be happy to be banned from Hogsmeade? I would be devastated if I couldn't go.

"Why are you banned from Hogsmeade?"

"Umbridge banned me, but that's not the point."

"What is it then?"

"People believeme what I had to say."

"That's great Harry. I'm so happy for you, more happy than I am hungry." I cheer, leaping forward to hug him tightly and he hugs me back just as enthusiastically. "I'm so happy that people believe you, except for the part about Hogsmeade really sucks." I mumble into his shoulder. "But you deserve to have people believe in you, especially when you're telling the truth."

"Yeah, having people believe me is worth the ban and detention. So is this hug." He mumbles back, resting his head on mine.

"You have detention with her again? She must have some freaky fetish of getting off by watching people cut themselves."

"Stop being perverted." He laughs.

"Tell that to her. At least this time I can help you with the pain, gritting through the smell of blood just for you."

"I'm so happy I have you." He says, causing the butterflies in my stomach to flutter around a bit.

"Bloody hell you two. The amount of affection here is nauseating." Ron says, causing me to fall back to reality and pull away from Harry. I forgot where we were for a moment and that we were hugging too long for the amount that deems normal for friends.

"I think it's cute." Hermione says.

"Yeah and I'm not being too affectionate. I'm being me, Harry's being too affectionate here if anything." I say, grabbing my sandwich again. "So, affectionate Harry, how did Chang take the news?"

"What news?" Harry asks.

"The news of your noble cause. She must have cried or even threw herself into your arms because she thought of all the bravery you must have had to do something like this."

"She did cry." He admits.

"Knew it."

"But I didn't stay long to hear the rest of what she had to say. I had other things on my mind when she came up to me."

"Other things than the girl you were so excited to spend Valentines Day with? I'm shocked."

"Aren't we all." Ron says. "Cho was there, wanting to get back with him, and suddenly he's too busy to talk with her?"

"I just had more important things to get to." Harry says, running his hand through his hair. "It's nothing."

"Must have been a big nothing to walk away from a girl who signed, sealed, and delivered herself to you." I say, finding myself a little happier. Who knew?

During dinner, some people were happier than the rest. I should know, I was one of them. Some were not so happy, I'm pretty sure Umbridge would have been one of them if she was here at the moment. I was working on a pork chop when the whole Great Hall hears a scream. I shrug, spearing my pork chop whole, as I make my way out of the Great Hall with everyone else into the Entrance Hall to find that Trelawney was the source of the scream and Umbridge was the cause of it. Trelawney looked as wasted as ever, I thought as I tore a huge chunk out of my pork chop and watched the scene unfold.

"I CAN'T BE SACKED!" Trelawney screams. She was sacked? Umbridge sacked her? Oh noes. Where was she going to find a job telling students they were going to die gruesome deaths on a regular basis now? Where was I going to find a class where I could feign interest, when really I was just sleeping with my eyes open...oh wait, that's what DADA was for.

"You're a poorly performed Teacher and it's inevitable that you'd be sacked." If that's true then wouldn't Umbridge be the next to go since no one is learning how to defend themselves against the dark arts in her class? She's the poor teacher because at least Trelawney lets us joke around in her class without giving us lines.

"Throw the bottle at her or break it in half to use it as a shank against that fat toad!" I shout, spotting the bottle of sherry in her hand, before ducking behind a large Slytherin as Umbridge whirls around to find the culprit who called her a fat toad. I hear a few sniggers around me as I peak around the Slytherin, knawing on my pork chop, going by unnoticed to Umbridge.

"YOU CAN'T MAKE ME LEAVE! HOGWARTS IS MY HOME!" The bottle Trelawney, use the bottle!

"It was your home. You are dismissed so please leave." Umbridge smiles. See! She's totally sadistic. I knew it! McGonagall comes forward to help Trelawney, which is saying something because everyone knows how ridiculous McGonagall thinks Trelawney's class is.

"Calm down Sibylline. You're not going to have to leave." McGonagall says in a soothing voice towards her colleague.

"Says who?" Umbride asks. Ooohh, is there gonna be a verbal scrap between McGonagall and Umbridge. I would put all my gold on McGonagall to win.

"Says me." A deep voice says. They front doors open and Dumebledore walks in, which means there is gonna be a verbal scrap between Dumbledore and Umbridge that Dumbledore will win hands down.

"You?" Umbridge laughs. "I dismissed her."

"You may have dismissed her, but you have no authority to send her away. I wish for her to live here." Dumbledore says.

"N-no. I should leave." Trelawney says.

"No my dear, you're staying as it is my wish. Professor McGonagall."

"Yes Albus?" McGonagall asks.

"May you escort Sibyll back upstairs to her room?"

"Of course." And so McGonagall, aided by Spout, guides Trelawney upstairs. Flitwick also helps by levitating Trelawney's trunk and follows after them.

"And where will the new Divination teacher live?" Umbridge asks. She doesn't look happy now that her sadistic plans has come to a sudden halt.

"That won't be a problem. I found us a new Divination and he will prefer lodgings on the ground floor." HA! In her face! Let her sulking begin because she was so PWNED...huh, I must be a little sadistic too since I'm thoroughly liking watching her plans blow up in her face. I'm not as bad as her because I have never gotten any joy out of watching someone cut themselves, but I'm getting there.

"You found?" Umbridge says shrilly. "You've found but-"

"Yes, I have. Would you like to meet him?" Dumbledore turns to the door and in walks a Centaur. "This is Firenze, the new Divination Teacher." Dumbledore says happily while Umbridge immediately faints.

On the first day of class in the new classroom, I noticed it was really green and that I liked it better than the old stuffy classroom. I ended up loving the new classroom even more when the light were dimmed and it seemed like we were in a real forest with floor we were told to lay back on to stare at the ceiling being really soft. Point to the new Teacher, I grin to myself and turn to stare at Harry for him to turn to catch me staring at him...well, since he knows in staring at him, I don't see the point in turning away.

"Noel?" Harry whispers.

"What?" I whisper back.

"Stop it."

"Stop what?"

"Stop staring."

"Stop staring what?"

"Stop staring at me."

"Stop staring at me what?"

"Noel-"

"You didn't say please." I feign grumpiness.

"Stop staring at me please."

"Fine, but only because you said please." I look back up at the ceiling, hearing Ron sniggering beside me. "What are you sniggering at?"

"You two."

"Us two what?"

"Nothing...and something." What did that mean? I was going to ask him when the bell rings, causing everyone to jump when the lights came back on, because for a moment there even I forgot we were in a classroom.

"Harry Potter, a word, please." Firenze says. I give Harry a 'should I stay?' look, but he shakes his head. I shrug and leave quickly to find Hermione, finding her in the library.

"What're you doing?" I ask.

"I'm getting ready for O.W.L's. They're coming up soon and I want to be prepared."

"Speaking of being prepared, what have you got prepared for the next D.A. lesson and when is it?" I ask in a low voice, sitting in the empty seat across from her.

"What happened to your galleon?"

"I didn't spend it Hermione. I left it in my trunk since I'm in league with the ring leaders."

"You're part leader."

"Nu-uh."

"Yes you are. You've been helping out a lot, so you might as well be part leader. For your information though, the next meeting is coming up soon and we're working on Patronuses next."

"Ohhh yay. I'm so happy I'll get to show off my Patronus soon." I clap my hands softly.

"Why am I not surprised that you've already learned how to produce a Patronus." Hermione sighs.

"Well after one saves a man there's not much one can't do." I say, waving my hands in the air nonchalantly.

"So...how was Divination?" Hermione asks, changing the subject suddenly.

"It was great. Divination is my favorite class ever now." I announce proudly.

"Why's that?" She asks, raising a brow.

"Nothing…and something. You'll just have to hear it from Ron, and I bet you'd like that." I grin for her to prop up her book to ignore me. "You know you want him to tell you all about it, of course you'd rather just have him by you really."

"Why is that?"

"You like him." Her book drops with a heavy thud. "Knew it."

"And what about you? Do you like Harry again?"

"What do you mean by again?"

"I meant that you liked him before, and then when you fell out with one another, you stopped liking him. Now I'm not sure if you like him again or not." So she knew I liked him before and never said anything?

"How long did you know I liked Harry before?"

"How long did you know I liked Ron?"

"Since forever."

"Well same here. The question is, do you like him now?"

"No." At least...I'm pretty sure that was a no.

Okay...maybe it's like a 99% sure it's a no, and a 1% chance it's yes, I thought to myself during DADA. Scratch that, maybe not even a 1% chance, what if it's a .5% chance instead that I liked him again? I turn around to look at Harry.

Flashback

"I wasn't going to die." I say.

"I know, but it felt lik another person I loved was going to die on me and that made me not want to leave your side."

"You love me?"

"That's why I bothered. I bothered because I love you Noel. You're my best friend and I realized that losing you would be like losing Hermione or Ron."

End Of Flashback

No...you don't-you can't, not when you're supposed to be happy that he's happy and with someone else. You can't-

"Crap!" I exclaim loudly, causing everyone to stare at me. It didn't matter, I was too off in my thoughts to even notice. I realized in that moment that it wasn't a 99-1 ratio anymore because Hermione was right, I think I am growing to like him again. I know it's not like before, so maybe it's and 85-15 ratio that I like him. Still 15 is too much to give to a guy who was looking at someone else.

"Miss Dumbledore, what is it that you had to speak without raising your hand first for?" Umbridge asks, except I still wasn't paying attention even though I heard her. He likes Change remember? Don't go down that road again, it just makes everything messy. Instead, be how you are now...but what am I now? My actions toward Harry isn't much different from before, except we hug more afrectionately than before. Is that why Hermione thinks I like him? B-but he did it too, he hugged me back and came to me. If he really liked Chang like he says, then he would have sought her out to be around instead of me. Does that means he like me or is it that he only likes being around me in a friendly manner? I groan, ruffling up my hair, annoyed. Why did everything have to be so confusing. That's when someone kicks my seat, snapping me back into reality to find Umbridge standing right in front of my desk with a seething look on her face. "I will ask you one mor-"

"I...I got my period." I lie, grabbing my things to rush out of the classroom. Way to go Noel, way to go. Not only are you ditching class, but you think you like Harry again. Way. To. Go.

AN: Soon enough?