A/N: Here's my new chapter! :) My Independent Study is finally over, so now I can write again! :)
Time Flies Fast
There had been a few more weird things that had happened with Professor Dumbledore, him acting out of character. Harry was still unsure of what had happened, and he had sent Sirius a letter, but as Sirius was getting old, his brain couldn't function very well. And to think that he used to be one of the brightest students…
Another problem was the fact that they both trusted and believed in Professor Dumbledore too much. A month had passed since the Corporeal Patronus accident.
"Hey Hermione, I know we've already talked about this, but what do you think happened with Professor Dumbledore and the Corporeal Patronus incident?" Harry asked once more, in the library.
Hermione sighed, and looked up from her Potions homework. "I'm not sure. From all I've heard about Professor Dumbledore, I didn't expect him to act this way. He just sounded so amazing and… wise. But the way he acted that day, he didn't seem wise. He had no patience whatsoever. I was shocked, and somewhat disappointed at him."
"See, it's really strange. I heard a rumour that the professors heard about it, and they were shocked! They probably knew him the longer than us, and they were shocked as well. Even Fred and George told me that they were shocked. They never saw him acting like that, and apparently Professor Dumbledore was nothing like that as far as they knew!" Harry answered, with wide eyes.
"I just can't get over it. It's so strange… it's like a mystery! Maybe Professor Dumbledore has a secret mystery that no one knows! Ooh I love mysteries!" Hermione said, smiling in delight. (A/N: Ooh I love birds! Sorry, it's just this Tobuscus thing… Assassin's Creed… that my friends are all obsessed with, and therefore I get annoyed with it XD)
"I do too… just… UGH! All of this is confusing me!" Harry burst out, face-palming himself.
"What are you guys talking about?" Ron said with a hopeful face as he walked towards them.
"How strange Professor Dumbledore is acting." Hermione answered plainly, continuing on with her homework.
"He's been acting strangely? How?" Ron asked, intrigued.
"Um… Ron? Are you saying you seriously didn't realize how strange he's been acting, especially the first DADA class we had with him?" Hermione asked, dumbfounded.
Harry chuckled to himself. Ron would always be Ron, and Ron had always been a little… slow back in the days. Now. Or whatever you'd call it. This time travelling through the veil thing was really confusing.
"Um… no? Was I supposed to?" Ron asked, meekly.
"Merlin, no you didn't have to, but I would have thought that you were smart enough to realize how strangely Professor Dumbledore was acting." Hermione said, sighing.
"Someone talking about me?" A voice asked.
Hermione slowly turned around to see… Professor Dumbledore.
Oh shit.
"O-oh, professor, we were just talking about how fun the DADA classes you've been teaching us w-were…" Hermione said quickly, stuttering a little.
"We were?" Ron asked.
Harry kicked Ron in the shin, and he doubled up in pain. Ron was about to say something, but seeing Harry and Hermione giving death glares at him, he shut his mouth.
"Oh, I appreciate it. I'm glad that you enjoyed my classes." Professor Dumbledore said, eyeing them strangely.
"Hermione, Ron and I have to be off now. Goodbye for now, Professor." Harry said quickly as he motioned for them to go, as he picked up all of his things and quickly walked to the Gryffindor Common Room, Hermione and Ron following him.
When they were finally in the Common Room, Hermione made an outburst to Ron.
"What was that about, may I ask?"
"What do you mean?" Ron asked, shrinking in fear.
"We can't just say that we were talking about how strangely Professor Dumbledore was acting, and so I made up an excuse, that you were supposed to FOLLOW. We were almost caught, for Merlin's sake! If it wasn't for Harry, he might have caught on!" Hermione said exasperatedly.
"Oh…" Ron said, realization dawning on him.
"But he didn't catch on, and that's the thing." Harry said in a soothing voice.
Hermione sighed. "Yeah, you're right. I'm just making a big deal out of nothing. Sorry."
"Anyways, can you believe that it's already almost the end of the year?" Harry asked.
"No, I can't! Time flies by so fast!" Hermione said, smiling.
And so a new conversation was sprouted.
Harry was going crazy. Something was definitely up. And not knowing just made everything worse. Now, Professor Dumbledore was 'sick' and away. And amazingly, Professor Quirrel just happened to be back right then.
"H-h-hello everybody, t-today P-professor Dumb-bledore w-will be away d-due to a s-sudden illness, Professor M-mcGonagall will t-take his p-place as H-headmistress." Professor Quirrel had said.
"Hey Hermione… weird, huh? Professor Dumbledore away right when Quirrel comes back?" Harry had asked her, looking for her common sense and logic skills.
"Yeah I find that extremely strange." Hermione had replied.
"Me too." Ron had chimed in.
Harry remembered thinking that if Ron had noticed it… how strange was it?
And now it was another DADA class. Great. Harry couldn't help wishing that Lupin was here teaching him. They wouldn't be doing textbook work, they'd be doing real Defence Against the Dark Arts.
Harry sighed. The boring life of being a first year.
And Harry brightened up, remembering the Quidditch match that had happened in late November.
It was fun versing Draco… everyone had been so shocked to discover that it was two first years on the teams. Of course, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff had both demanded to let first years join there team as well… which they were allowed, but could not find a decent first year.
'Snape' had bewitched his broom… but Harry had managed to ask Hermione to sit in front of Quirrel, causing him to break eye contact when Hermione stood up to go to Snape.
Just to make things a bit easier.
And now, there was going to be another Quidditch Match. Oliver had gone crazy, training them really hard, booking the Quidditch Pitch whenever there was an empty time…
The whole team was always exhausted, and barely could finish their homework and study for their exams. They had complained alright, but Wood being the stubborn guy he was… Nope, they weren't going to get their way.
"What are you smiling at?" Hermione asked, putting her head in front of his face.
"Oh, Quidditch practice." Harry said.
"But weren't you complaining earlier on what a drag that is?" Hermione asked, confused.
"Yeah, but it's still fun." Harry said.
"That doesn't really make sense, Harry." Draco said, walking to them.
"You heard our convo?" Harry asked, surprised.
"I have better hearing than most people." Draco said, smirking.
"No, it's because of this thing." Hermione said, pulling something out of his ear.
"What is that?" Harry asked, curiously.
"It's this kind of magic amplifier thing, it makes everything louder… at least on what you want to hear." Hermione said.
"That kind of stuff exist?" Harry asked, shocked.
"Of course it does. If muggles created something, of course wizards and witches created something better!" Hermione said.
"Oh, you mean like a hearing aid?" Harry asked.
"Exactly." Hermione said, beaming.
"What's a hearing aid?" Draco asked, completely out of the conversation.
"It's this muggle thing that helps people who have bad hearing, hear." Hermione explained thoroughly.
Professor Quirrel gave them an essay for homework, without stuttering once.
"No stutters?" Harry asked himself aloud.
"Weird…" Hermione murmured.
"I'm going crazy…" Harry said.
And during that, Draco just stared at them like they WERE crazy.
A/N: I know, I know. Bad chapter. AGAIN. I'm sorry, probably my brain not functioning properly. But it's all leading up to something, so keep on reading, and then you'll find out what this was all for. ANY GUESSES?
Potter on,
-Soccerisawesome19