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Just realized I haven't been doing disclaimer's. So here's one: I do not own Supernatural or Harry Potter. I take no credit for the genius that is both of those works.

First Impressions

Harry stormed down the Transfiguration corridor still fuming with anger as he had been since leaving Dumbledore's office. His hands were clenched into fist's at his side and sparks were flying off him. The other students hastily got out of his path and flinched when he walked past them.

{How dare he? How dare he demand answers like that after he dumped us with the Dursley's?}

{Harry, pal, calm down. You'll end up blowing something up at this rate}

"Harry, wait up!"

Harry stopped in his tracks as he heard a voice call his name, and slowly turned to see Adrian's grinning face. Dri fell into step with him as they headed to their first class of the day, seemingly unaffected by his rage.

"That was brilliant. I've never seen anyone chew out old Dumbles like that. And wow you are mad," by this point he was staring in amazement at the sparking hands.

"Yeah, well he annoys me," was the bland reply

"Anyway,after you left me and dad could not stop laughing for like five minutes. Dumbledore was going red, McGonagall was gaping like a fish, James was stuck between laughing at the Grease Bat and yelling at the old man. Felt a bit bad that Hayden and Lily were crying though," Dri said

That completely threw him. {Hayden cried?}

"Hayden cried?"

{Huh?}

"Yeah. Wait did you not see how bad he looked this morning?"

"No, why?" {Did you notice anything?}

{He looked a bit rougher than usual, but that was just a passing observation. I didn't take in any details}

"Cause he looked like hell," {Oh, for Dad's sake, stop using words like that lightly. It's making me paranoid} "Listen, Har, I know you seem to have some sort of grudge against the Potters, but Hayden's not..."

Whatever else he was going to say was cut off by the scene they took in when they went around the corner. It was one that caused Harry's anger, which had been steadily cooling off, to rise once again. And this time Dri was feeling the exact same way.

{Yeah now it's fine to blow something up, as long as it's them}

A group of Ravenclaw first years, all of them people Harry didn't like, were standing in a crowd with Terry pushed up against the wall. The pair were too far away to hear what was being said but it was obviously cruel and upsetting because Terry had tears brimming in his eyes. And seeing his friend like that made Harry's blood boil.

"LEAVE! HIM! ALONE!" Harry shouted , his own voice being added to his Angel Power voice as he called it. A white-blue light shimmered around him, and his eyes glowed with the same colour. Power radiated off his body, allowing everybody to feel it.

In response, the whole Ravenclaw group looked over at him nervously. The more stupid ones; Padma Patil, Antony Goldstein and Mandy Brocklehurst; drew their wands.

Harry just smirked. Gabriel did the same.

Raising his left hand he flicked his wand into it(he wanted to save his wordless/wandless talent as a surprise for in the classroom), which everyone watched nervously, and waved it in a complex pattern speaking a Latin incantation at the same time.

The result was that Padma's hair turned into snakes, Antony's clothes shrunk to a size that was painful for him to wear not to mention embarrassing and Mandy's skin turned purple with yellow polka dots.

Turning to their comrades in torment, Michael Corner {*Shivers*} and Steven Cornfoot, Harry turned his wand on them and raised an eyebrow. They backed away with their hands out showing they didn't have their wands nor have any intent to use them.

"Okay, nobody; And I mean NOBODY!; messes with my friends and gets away with it. Understand?"

he got nods from everybody.

"Terry are you alright?" He asked, turning to his friend

"Yeah I'm fine," the slightly taller boy said, wiping away his tears.

"Well then, what were they saying..." Harry started and then stopped and looked around as he heard a chicken noise. What he saw was rather comical. Steven had apparently tried to be a Slytherin and curse him while his back was turned. Now he stood there with wide eyes, wand held out in front of him and unable to speak, only make clucking sounds which quickly had both Harry and Dri on the floor, clutching their sides.

"My god," {OW!} {For the millionth time, stop it!} "What happened ?"

"Idiot was going curse you. I got him first with a spell Dad taught me. Replaces a person's voice with the sound their inner animal makes," Dri explained as they entered the classroom, the Raven's new features reversed before McGonagall saw them {Speaking of which how did she get here so fast}

{Secret Passages}

{Must be}

The bell rang, Hayden arriving just in time, but not being punished because McGonagall had also been there with him, she had explained with a glare sent right at Harry.

Following the revelation that McGonagall didn't like his antagonism with the Potter family, she started the lesson.

"Transfiguration is some of the most complex and dangerous magic you will learn at Hogwarts. Anyone messing around in my class will leave and not come back. You have been warned," she said

After having the class write down a long, grueling series of complex notes and a short display of transfiguring her desk into a pig and back again (and disappointing the class by telling them that they wouldn't be doing this for several years yet) she set them the task of transfiguring a matchstick that she gave them into a needle. All around the room people were waving their wands and speaking the spell to limited degrees of success. Some had wooden needle shaped matches, others simply gave theirs a silver sheen. Ron Weasley could do nothing at all.

McGonagall walked around the room inspecting people's efforts and giving advice wherever she thought someone really needed it. In addition she gave Gryffindor 2 points because Hayden had a mostly right needle, but a section in the middle was still wood looking. Dri and Hermione both got their house 5 points each for succeeding, and when that was announced, Dri turned to Harry with a smug expression.

Rather than reply, Harry chose to just drop his wand onto the desk with an audible click that successfully captured the attention of everyone in the room, and without a word waved his hand over the matchstick. The students jaws, (and McGonagall's) dropped and they all let out gasps when the matchstick suddenly became a needle. But rather than stop there, Harry made a twisting motion with his hand, causing the needle's end to twist into a corkscrew. With another swipe it was straight again, followed by Harry running his hand along it and astonoshing the class once again by transfiguring it into one of Legolas' elven daggers from 'Lord of the Rings'

Ignored the gaping eleven year old's, Harry turned to look at Dri who no longer looked very smug.

{Yeah, suck it}

{Aaand thats why I never told you about the smug game}

{Why? I'm a natural}

{I know. It's unfair to everyone else. 'Cept me}

Dri, at that moment was just looking at the blade, with a blank expression which was actually somewhat worrying. But then he grinned and said "Well that shut me right up, didn't it?"

"30 points to Ravenclaw, Mr Potter," McGonagall finally recovered enough to say, before taking the knife and setting the task as homework to anyone who hadn't finished it.

While they made their way out of class, a number of things happened. Firstly, Granger glared at him in such a way that it put most angels to shame. Secondly, the other Ravenclaws skirted around them quickly, as far from Harry and Terry as possible. Third, Weasel decided he was jealous again (this time of Harry's ability) and deliberately knocked both of their books over the floor, and as such ended up making Weasel noises any time he tried to speak (courtesy of one Adrian Black)

The last thing though, was the only surprising one, and it completely threw Harry for a loop when it happened. Hayden approached them very nervously, hesitating. A lot. And he paused with a look of confusion when he heard the noises the red head was making, before realization swept across his face as he looked between the books and Dri. Eventually, he reached Harry and stammered his way through a sentance.

"Hey, er...I just...I mean, I wanted to say...er well done...in class, you know?" he got out, before his nerves got the better of him and he bolted leaving a very amused Dri, an indigent Ron; annoyed that his friend hadn't helped him; and an utterly and thoroughly confused Harry behind.

By 'Angel Power voice' just picture what Cas sound like in s05e19 when he beats up Dean.

Once again: poor Hayden. I'm cruel to him.

Anyways; until next time. Yozza Out!