Hi everyone, I am finally reaching the point that I am going out of the writer's block, so here is the chapter. As always, I am looking for a Beta Reader for most of my stories, and reviews are welcomed.

One thing, I got classified most of the people of Harry Potter world that will take classes here by classes of D&D roleplay, but one that I can't classify is Ron. I would gladly get any ideas that would go well with him. Now, enjoy the chapter!

Neville POV

That I was nervous was an understatement, since it was a class that I was all alone from my Friends. But it was actually one of the class that I was good, except for the part of animals, but the plants were good with me. I breathed a bit, reaching the class that I am supposed to do the class, and I couldn't stop smiling while seeing all the nature inside the classroom. Lots of trees making different shades of lights were present, and the floor was coated in grass. I entered in the classroom, and I could relax a bit, as I was alone for the moment. Maybe they were going to arrive a bit later, so I decided to explore a bit, feeling more adventurous than before, possibly because nobody here was going to make fun of me. But then, Trevor decided to explore too, going out of my pocket and start going his way.

- "Trevor, wait!" – I shouted, following him and trying to catch him. It was a present of my grandmother, and I didn't want to know what would happen to me if I lost Trevor. Soon, I grabbed him, sighing in relief, but soon I concluded that I was lost in the classroom, as I couldn't see the door. But well, I could try to figure things out, maybe going from where I went before I could reach that door. Soon, that theory was destroyed when I reached the same place after walking some minutes. Tired, I decided to put my back in one of the trees and sit. Trevor then went out of the pocket again, but instead of going to explore, he watched me.

- "Is it good that I decided to come here? Everything is so different, and more… dangerous than it Hogwarts…" - I asked Trevor, that only croaked in what it seemed an affirmative answer or a dismissive one, I couldn't understand it. I sighed, knowing that I was talking alone, but at least here nobody is near to listen to my rant, and Trevor couldn't say anything bad of me… Maybe it was better to let everything out in the open, where nobody here could listen to me, and be better later.

- "It was on impulse… Harry was going alone here, and he was one of the few people that didn't say anything bad of me. Maybe… it was for repaying him that, but with his friends in here, what use I have? I don't know if I will be good enough, in Hogwarts I always screwed up most things, what if I screw up this now?" – I just continue, while some silent tears started to surface, and I hugged my own legs, hiding my face in my legs even if nobody was here to see me. I just didn't know what to do, I just wanted to help but even when we are here, probably I wouldn't be useful for anything, surely I wouldn't be able to do anything and being something that needed to disappear, like professor Snape always said when I stepped in Potions, that I didn't have any worth like most of the people said as I didn't have enough magic or didn't perform well in classes. Maybe I was afraid of being again all alone, in a big place with a lot of people, but that everyone decided to ignore me or push me to the ground.

Then, I felt something… it was strange, like some sun slipped and caressed my cheek, trying to remove the tears. Then, I heard something, like a snuff near me, and a snout touched my arms. I opened a bit my arms and lifted a bit my head to see, and I saw a wolf, a big wolf staring at me. Normally, I would have screamed, but something in the eyes of that wolf said that I didn't have to worry, that the wolf was worried about me. When I opened my arms, the wolf decided to lick one of my tears, probably trying to cheer me up. I hugged the wolf, caressing his skin and feeling a bit better… it was something strange, like a connection with that wolf. It was making me feel better by the moment, but felt good, like I wasn't alone anymore. I smiled, as I could feel the wolf happy to see me, to be with me.

Then, after I parted with the hug, I got up, seeing how there were more animals, like a deer, some squirrels, even some bunnies. There were more animals, but then, I could see how a man approached me, with a brown tunic that covered all his body and had those pointed ears that all elfs had. His eyes were brown, but had that look of wisdom which told that he knew more things than most mortal would have in his life. – "I see, Loraenna didn't miss… It's impressive." – He said, making me look at him confused. He shook his head, like stopping a thought, but then smiled.

- "I am Noreak Silentread, I am the one who teach all the classes related to nature. Today, we are only you and I, as I tasked the other students some things for the next day before you decided the courses." – He presented, while sitting in the grass, and I decided to sit too, having the wolf's head in my lap, and one of my hand caressing absently his head. Noreak smiled fondly at it, like it was important achievement, but I wasn't so sure. I knew that it surely was impressive to have a wolf being that peaceful, but apart from that it wasn't exactly different, and surely there were more impressive things than this.

- "I am Neville Longbottom… And he is Lorner." – I said, but I froze myself, as the wolf growled pleased. How I did know the name of the wolf? It was definitely strange, as it wasn't a name that I would select normally for an animal. Noreak continued with that fondly smile, as I looked more confused by the moment. Then, an owl approached Noreak, and hooted something, as he started to caress the feathers, before the owl went flying again.

- "You have talents that your friends don't have. You connect with the nature at an instinctive level, feeling at ease in places where most people would feel stranded. And you have a protective nature, wanting to protect those you care, like a wolf with its pack." – Noreak said, smiling kindly while looking at me, like he was seeing right now my soul, and liked what he saw. It was strange, normally the teachers would start giving me shouts that I was doing things wrong, or in case of Snape removing points or giving detentions. Except the professor Sprout, I always felt at ease in her class, and I was better in that class than the others inside the castle.

- "Now, do you want to learn some things about wolves and plants? Later, we can expand a bit in the natural magic, before you have to go to the Heal&Treatment class." – Noreak said, as I smiled a bit. Noreak was kind and calm, and didn't seem to despise me. It was an improvement, and I was actually looking forward to learn things of Lorner. The hours went by quickly, listening to Noreak about some plants and how to take care of wolves. Then, he looked at the sky, like looking at something.

- "It's better to finish today class. Now, go to your next class, and take Lorner with you. It's your companion now, and surely you want to be with him all the time. Be sure to take care well of him." – Noreak said, as my jaw dropped. It was more surprise than anything. Before, I only had Trevor if you think carefully about it, and he always got to explore things leaving me trying to find him, and now I had a wolf that was trying to get my attention to caress him in the ears. I decided to caress his ears absentminded while I started walking toward my next class, with a smile while feeling I wasn't so alone after all.

Harry POV

I went directly with Ron to the class of Forge, when we felt a direct hit of a warm wave of air coming from the door of our class. I gulped, thinking that it wasn't a good idea to enter, but finally, we entered inside, starting to sweat a good deal. Inside, there were a smithy with a forge and every type of things that you would see in a film that had a good smithy scene. And of course, inside there were already some people working the iron with their hammers, mostly men that had lots of muscle and making again thinking of fleeing as fast as we could. But before we could even think of that, a man approached us. It was smaller than the rest, reminding us of professor Flitwick, but that was the end of the similarities, since he had a good deal of muscle and a large beard. – "Good to know that there are people interested in forging. I am Shaamros Underfoe, and I expect you to work a lot, as everything you make in here you can keep it!" – He said with a smile, but then he looked at me, and frowned.

- "You will need to improve your physical condition before starting to make your own blade on your own. It need some strength after all, but I will help you or someone else in the process while you recover. Now, both of you, take one of the aprons and gloves in there, you will need it if you don't want to get burned." – He said, while pushing us to the part where there were some clothes prepared. It seemed that he didn't want us to flee from the class, so we would just need to stay in there until it finished the class, and then I would have to go to alchemy; which I expected to be better than the Potion's classes with Snape. I put the apron and the gloves, and we went to the teacher.

- "Well, first we are going to understand exactly how to work the metal. Each steel have its own properties, and for beginners, the iron is always a good choice. It's malleable and most of the weapons are made with this, even if we use the steel more than the iron. And for the weapon we will be doing, it will be a dagger, is easy to make, and you both can't lift a sword either way." – He said, but I remembered how I used the sword of Gryffindor to fight the basilisk, but even then, I just was fighting for my life and I doubted they would believe me if I said it, as I knew the basilisk I killed was just one you could find in six hundred years or so, and I didn't caught anything to demonstrate it, not that I wanted it anyway.

- "I know your feats, Harry Potter. I know that you fought a basilisk with a sword and won, but nearly killed yourself in the process if it weren't for Aran. I want to speak with you about it, it's an interesting tale to tell, I am sure about it." – He said with a smile, but I felt already the same pressure than in Hogwarts, always with the fame. Then, the teacher started to explain how to make the dagger, and showed us step by step how to do it, even diluting the iron to make it liquid. It was interesting how things took form in your own eyes, as I started to forget that pressure and annoying feeling of being famous again; but at least nobody was looking at me that way except the teacher, and that was only for a moment.

- "You too have some tales to tell, Ron Weasley. I know too that you led your friends in a deadly strategic game, and you sacrificed yourself to give your friends the chance to continue forward. Most of the generals in the army wouldn't even think of sacrificing themselves for victory, and I am sure that you will have enough chances to prove yourself in that way in the advanced classes." – Shaamros told Ron, that was surprised but smiled, feeling recognized… Maybe he was feeling under the weather, because always he was recognized for his brother than that for himself, so someone telling him that he was there would be good for him.

Soon, the time was out, and we only had done part of the dagger. – "Don't worry about it, it takes time to do a dagger. We will continue the next class, and if you want to continue in your free time come to me." – Shaamros said, as I made my way to the door after I removed the apron and the gloves, but I saw how Ron stayed behind. – Ey mate, I am going to continue my dagger, don't have anything better for the moment to do anyway. – Ron said, and I looked at him confused.

- "Who are you and what did you do to Ron?" – I asked surprised, as the fact that Ron never stayed behind after class, except if it was to accompany me for detention or giving me moral support. Ron laughed at that, surely expecting that reaction from me, and I continue that confused look, trying to figure out why he would stay in the forge with all the heat.

- "Don't worry, I am still me. Just that I would want to show Hermione the dagger as the fact that I can do things on my own without her nagging." – He said, making sense again everything. He had that relation with Hermione, wanting every chance to say that he is better than her in at least one thing, like when he beat her at chess he didn't stopped to say it until Hermione hexed him to dance uncontrollable for half an hour. I smiled at that, and went out to the Alchemy class, expecting it to be better.

Ron POV

I felt bad for lying, but I needed some time alone, even if it was only for hitting the iron and making the dagger. Harry was my friend, and saved Ginny from dying, but he always had that part of him that made everyone notice him and making me disappear, nobody wanting to know my opinion, only Harry or Hermione. But here, I expected to be more subsided for Harry's part, since here didn't have any reason to be the Boy Who Lived, but even then, the fact that he killed a basilisk got out, and surely it would spread. The only good thing is that the part of the chess play got out too, and I was recognized by it, but not much as killing a basilisk.

- "Well, seems that you got some things in your head. I know that your friends got some fame behind them, and for Harry some of that is misplaced for what I know. But I want to ask you a question, is better the bishop or the king?" – Shaamros asked me, interrupting my thoughts while I looked at the iron. I never expected the question, even if it was of chess that I was an expert in that, since it was one of the few things that I was proud of.

- "The king is important, since if it's killed, you end up losing the game, but the bishop is truly versatile even though it can only go diagonally." – I replied, feeling a bit confused, but Shaamros was looking at me with a look that was getting frightening. – "Then, as you know, in that chess play where you sacrificed yourself, for your friends was like losing their king. You were the one giving directions, and protecting them. Harry can be a hero in your world, and the other one; Hermione was it, a bright witch, but they needs someone by his side, someone that have a strategic mind, to look for consequences of every move. "– He said, looking at me serious. I gulped, not knowing what to think about it.

- "But every moment… I don't know." – I said, not knowing exactly what he meant. I wanted to protect my friends, but surely they knew how to defend themselves. And we were exactly in a moment of tension between worlds, being taken and taught manners of other world right now. It was something uncertain… Maybe he was referring to avoid making thing worse by some parts of our world that are wrong… but it wasn't that bad, even if the Ministry is slow for taking care of things, and Dumbledore always tried his best to do the right thing for everyone… Wait… if that was true, why Dumbledore sent Harry to his relatives? It was clear that he was being treated badly, the Dursley had bars in his window, and six locks in the door, then what would be the reason for going there?

- "I think that I did give you some things to think about. I suggest speaking to your friends, but feel free to speak with me, lad. Now, let's continue with the dagger." – He said, starting to do the next step on my dagger, while I tried to do the same thing. I would have to speak with Harry and Hermione after classes, when we were alone. It was something that never appeared in my mind after I came here, but something was up with at least Harry's placement to live, and surely it wasn't because Harry was a masochist to go to the Dursley. It was because he was going forced there, and it was really strange that my mother after telling her everything she would not react legally toward the Dursley or try to adopt Harry to take care of him. I would have to investigate further… Damn, I would have to take the Investigation course to do it better…