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Odd Looks from Professors
Chapter 2: Odd Looks from Professors
The two looked at each other in wonder, “So what should our password be?” Hermione asked Harry. He took a moment to come up with something emotionally connected with both of them.
Surprisingly it was Prongs, the name of his father that he thought immediately when Hermione didn’t even know him. “How about the marauders?” She nodded and they turned back to the portrait that was looking back at them in annoyance.
“Finally, password please?”
“Marauders.”
The portrait flung open and they walked in, looking around in awe. They had their own common room, as they walked further. At the back of the room there were two doors. On the left side the door read ‘Granger’ and further right the door read ‘Potter.’
The walked to their rooms in excite and met in their connected bathroom. “This is so cool, we have all this to ourselves.” Harry exclaimed while waving his hands around to emphasize the large room.”
Hermione just nodded her head, “Hey put something comfortable on and we’ll hang out in the common room for a little while.”
Harry nodded and they went their separate ways and met up a few minutes later. Hermione sat down on the couch and pat her lap, so Harry laid his head on her lap. He started to talk as she stroked his hair.
He couldn’t help himself and his eyes began to droop as Hermione’s touch began to calm his jittery nerves. Before he could open his mouth to speak he was lost to reality and approaching dreamland. Soft snores jolted Hermione from her musings as she unconsciously stroked his hair. She looked down and noticed how innocent and free he looked. No longer pulled down from the weight of the world he always seemed to be carrying.
She moved herself gently from under him and wrapped a blanket snugly around Harry. Hermione turned to the fire and added another log to keep Harry warm from the cold air. She lightly kissed his forehead and whispered goodnight. As Hermione was turning around the soft whisper of mum drifted to her ears, properly from lack of sleep.
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The next morning came all to soon for the students of Hogwarts, today was the day the started school. A day most everyone dreaded, but not the head girl she was one of the few up and about in the Great Hall attempting to eat breakfast and read ahead a few more chapters before the morning classes.
Up at the head table only one seat was occupied so far, Professor Snape. No one was intrigued by the angry man, but if glanced up at him they would find his undivided attention placed upon the Gryffindor Princess, the bane of his existence. His attention was shifted by a tap on his shoulder, he turned with a glower only to meet the solemn eyes of the headmaster.
“Be patient Severus, we will not have long to wait.”
“Are you positive that we can not stop her?”
“If we were meant to stop her we would never have remembered her, I believe what she does will save us all Severus. She would do anything to protect him Severus, and she will unknowingly do it again.” The headmaster walked away to his seat making it clear that the discussion was not up to discussion any longer.
Professor Snape turned his attention back to Hermione only to find her eyes focused solely on him. Her eyes held a look of compassion he didn’t understand as if she knew what was to come. Hermione attention was redirected to her friends as they sat down and began to chat about their first night at school. Leaving Snape alone with his musings.
“Sorry about last night Mione,” Harry whispered in her ear.
“Don’t worry about it Harry you were obviously more tired than you realized.”
Ginny plopped down across from the duo and she leaned forward conspiratorially, “You’ll never guess where my dear brother is.”
“Sleeping.” was the obvious answer by many.
She shook her head, “No…” she paused for effect. “He went to the Ravenclaw common rooms and went to ask Luna to join him for lunch. You should have seen him, he woke up early and everything. By the time he left he was about as red as his hair.”
Hermione smiled knowingly while Harry looked like he hadn’t fully grasped the idea of his best mate liking a girl. Hermione elbowed him in the ribs, “It was bound to happen, you saw the way Luna flirted shamelessly with him. Ronald just needed to realize it, thankfully quicker than I expected.”
“Don’t look now but there’s lover boy now.” Neville pointed out as he took a seat by Ginny and she blushed prettily.
Than a voice ruined their serenity, “Does the weaseled have a crush on the boy who was not?” Malfoy sneered. Harry and Hermione froze noticeably, “Thought you two were they only one’s, not bloody likely. Watch out Potty your days are numbered as well as your precious mud blood.” Malfoy stalked off to the Slytherin table.
Ginny looked confused, looking back and forth at Harry and Hermione’s conversation with their eyes. She turned to Neville and noticed that he too turned a pasty white, she wanted answers and this was ridiculous. Before she could speak Hermione spoke without even looking at Ginny as if she sensed that she was about to blow. “Now is not the time or the place.”
Ginny pouted but remained silent and instead asked something else she was eager to know. “How do you guys do that?” At their confused looks she explained. “I mean talk without words. It’s like you guys know what the other’s thinking and you don’t need to talk. How?”
Harry shrugged, “It’s just something we’ve always been able to do so I never questioned it. Is it really that odd?”
Neville shook his head, “But the only known people to do that amongst witches and wizards are between a mother and her child.” A few people close by laughed at that.
“Well obviously we prove them wrong.”
“Good morning everyone here is your class schedule. Ms. Granger I encourage you to pace yourself, I do not want to regret my decision.” With a nod she moved along.
Everyone stared blankly at Hermione as she pulled open her class schedule and a gold necklace. “Mione please tell me that’s not what I think it is.”
Hermione looked at Harry sheepishly, “I’ll be fine Harry. I learned my lesson last time and you know how much that helped us.” Harry looked hesitant, but he nodded his head.
Ron walked up to their table with Luna in tow, his face was tinged a light red but he looked deliriously happy. He smiled at everyone, “Hey mate, what did you get for classes.
Harry Potter Grade: 7th Gryffindor Head
Monday & Wednesday:
9:00-9:55 Advanced Transfiguration- M. McGonagall
10:00-12:00Doubled Advanced Potions- S. Snape
12:00-1:00Lunch
1:00-3:00Double Advanced Charms- F. Flitwick
Tuesday & Thursday:
9:00-9:55Free Period
10:00-12:00Double Advanced DADA- R. Lupin
12:00-1:00Lunch
1:00-3:00Double Adv. Transfiguration-M. McGonagall
Friday:
10:00-10:55Advanced Herbology- T. Sprout
11:00-12:00Advanced DADA- R. Lupin
12:00-1:00Lunch
1:00-1:55Advanced Potions- S. Snape
2:00-3:00Advanced Charms- F. Flitwick
Hermione Granger Grade: 7th Gryffindor Head
Monday & Wednesday:
9:00-9:55Advanced Transfiguration- M. McGonagall
9:00-9:55Advanced Astronomy- A. Sinistra
10:00-12:00Double Advanced Potions- S. Snape
12:00-1:00Lunch
1:00-3:00Double Advanced Charms- F. Flitwick
Tuesday & Thursday:
9:00-9:55Advanced Ancient Runes- B. Babbling
10:00-12:00Double Advanced DADA- R. Lupin
12:00-1:00Lunch
1:00-3:00Double Adv. Transfiguration- M. McGonagall
Friday:
10:00-10:55Advanced Herbology- T. Sprout
10:00-10:55Advanced Arithmacy- S. Vector
11:00-12:00Advanced DADA- R. Lupin
11:00-12:00Adv. History of Magic- C. Binns
12:00-1:00Lunch
1:00-1:55Advanced Potions- S. Snape
1:00-1:55Advanced Muggle Studies- C. Burbage
2:00-3:00Advanced Charms- F. Flitwick
2:00-3:00Advanced Ancient Runes- B. Babbling
“Mione? I think they messed up your schedule.”
“Your probably right Ronald. I’ll just go talk to them later.” Harry watched Hermione and shook his head. He understood why she didn’t tell him, she wasn’t allowed. He only knew because they used it to save Sirius and Buckbeak in their third year.
Just as the were about to talk again the bell rang announcing that classes would start in five minutes. “I have to go to our common room Harry, I forgot to bring my books.” Hermione scurried off.
“Come on mate let’s get to class.” They went to class and met up with Hermione, unsurprisingly she disappeared right after class and reappeared out of no where. Slightly confusing Ron while Harry pretending ignorance.
The day continued uneventfully, unless you count Snape odd behavior. Not once the entire class did he criticize Neville’s incompetence and he gave Snape ample opportunity. All he did a majority of the class was stare off into space and everyone once in awhile he would unconsciously help a Gryffindor when they were about to make a mistake.
Malfoy watched his godfather suspiciously not sure what to make of his out of character behavior. He made a mental note to talk to his father about it, maybe he could sped some light.
At the end of the day the trio found themselves in charms, while Professor Flitwick attempted to teach the rowdy class about household charms. By now most of the students attention was on what they would do after classes ended and when Quidditch tryouts would begin.
Hermione’s hand shot into the air and he nodded to her, “Professor, what is the purpose of learning these charms. A majority of us will not remember or even attempt what you’re trying to teach us or they have already learned it from their families. Wouldn’t something more advanced be in order since we’ll be in our N.E.W.T.S this year.”
“Well of course Ms. Granger, but as today is the first day back I thought something light would be better before you’re all overwhelmed with the strenuous work load.” He flicked his wand towards a Ravenclaw. Stopping him before he blew up the mess in front of him.
Hermione nodded in understanding and went back to taking notes. From there the class went smoothly, Hermione took notes and practically everyone else was whispering about the latest gossip and other nonsense.
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As the filed out of the charms classroom Ron yawned, “Merlin, I’m exhausted. That class took forever, hey mate I’m going to meet up with Luna so I’ll see you two later.” Ron walked off in the direction of Luna.
“Come on Mione let’s go for a walk around the lake.” Harry grabbed her arm before she could decline.
Hermione huffed, “I just wanted to drop off my book bag before we go.”
“Ok, let’s go than. So are you tired at all?”
“Of course not, I only had one extra class today. Hey Harry?”
“Hmm.”
“Did you attempt to charm your eyes?”
“No why?”
Hermione looked like she was contemplating something, “Well it’s just they’ve been flickering between green and honey all day. It’s hard to tell with your glasses on, but they’re definently changing.”
Harry shrugged, “That’s odd. Maybe we should talk to Dumbledore about it before we take a walk.” She nodded.
The stopped by their common room for barely a minute before they were off again in the direction of the headmaster’s office. They stopped directly in front of the gargoyles.
“Password.” The stone figure grumbled.
“Chocolate frogs.” Harry started.
“Cockroach clusters.”
“Bertie Botts.”
“Acid Pops.”
“Pumpkin pastries.”
“Bloody hell, I want to speak to the headmaster so let me in you stupid stone!” Hermione practically screamed.
Harry’s eyes widened as the statue jumped out of the way. “Bloody hell Hermione, it seems even inanimate objects don’t stand a chance against your wrath.” He laughed at her blushing face.
“Let’s go.”
As they were just about to knock on the headmaster’s door a voice from without told them to enter. “I’ll never get over how he does that.”
“What can I do for you two?” The headmaster’s eye’s didn’t hold their normal twinkle in them.
Hermione took a deep breath, feeling that what she wanted answers to might be more complicated than she first thought. “Professor, why does Harry’s eyes keep switching colors? From green to honey.”
She fixed him with her infamous glare which surprisingly caused the headmaster’s eyes to widen a small fraction. Dumbledore couldn’t help his initial reaction, it was so similar when he had first met Ms. Granger. “I was wondering when you would notice the changes.” Dumbledore took a deep shuttering breath. “It happened a long time ago…” he began but thought better of it. “You will know all in good time Ms. Granger. I bid you a wonderful day.”
Hermione could tell when she was dismissed, especially with such a blatant one at that. He left no room for arguments so she turned away and Harry followed docilely behind her. Not quite sure what exactly transpired in that office.
“Herm-…”
“Let’s go.” Hermione dragged him off to take their walk.
The two looked at each other in wonder, “So what should our password be?” Hermione asked Harry. He took a moment to come up with something emotionally connected with both of them.
Surprisingly it was Prongs, the name of his father that he thought immediately when Hermione didn’t even know him. “How about the marauders?” She nodded and they turned back to the portrait that was looking back at them in annoyance.
“Finally, password please?”
“Marauders.”
The portrait flung open and they walked in, looking around in awe. They had their own common room, as they walked further. At the back of the room there were two doors. On the left side the door read ‘Granger’ and further right the door read ‘Potter.’
The walked to their rooms in excite and met in their connected bathroom. “This is so cool, we have all this to ourselves.” Harry exclaimed while waving his hands around to emphasize the large room.”
Hermione just nodded her head, “Hey put something comfortable on and we’ll hang out in the common room for a little while.”
Harry nodded and they went their separate ways and met up a few minutes later. Hermione sat down on the couch and pat her lap, so Harry laid his head on her lap. He started to talk as she stroked his hair.
He couldn’t help himself and his eyes began to droop as Hermione’s touch began to calm his jittery nerves. Before he could open his mouth to speak he was lost to reality and approaching dreamland. Soft snores jolted Hermione from her musings as she unconsciously stroked his hair. She looked down and noticed how innocent and free he looked. No longer pulled down from the weight of the world he always seemed to be carrying.
She moved herself gently from under him and wrapped a blanket snugly around Harry. Hermione turned to the fire and added another log to keep Harry warm from the cold air. She lightly kissed his forehead and whispered goodnight. As Hermione was turning around the soft whisper of mum drifted to her ears, properly from lack of sleep.
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The next morning came all to soon for the students of Hogwarts, today was the day the started school. A day most everyone dreaded, but not the head girl she was one of the few up and about in the Great Hall attempting to eat breakfast and read ahead a few more chapters before the morning classes.
Up at the head table only one seat was occupied so far, Professor Snape. No one was intrigued by the angry man, but if glanced up at him they would find his undivided attention placed upon the Gryffindor Princess, the bane of his existence. His attention was shifted by a tap on his shoulder, he turned with a glower only to meet the solemn eyes of the headmaster.
“Be patient Severus, we will not have long to wait.”
“Are you positive that we can not stop her?”
“If we were meant to stop her we would never have remembered her, I believe what she does will save us all Severus. She would do anything to protect him Severus, and she will unknowingly do it again.” The headmaster walked away to his seat making it clear that the discussion was not up to discussion any longer.
Professor Snape turned his attention back to Hermione only to find her eyes focused solely on him. Her eyes held a look of compassion he didn’t understand as if she knew what was to come. Hermione attention was redirected to her friends as they sat down and began to chat about their first night at school. Leaving Snape alone with his musings.
“Sorry about last night Mione,” Harry whispered in her ear.
“Don’t worry about it Harry you were obviously more tired than you realized.”
Ginny plopped down across from the duo and she leaned forward conspiratorially, “You’ll never guess where my dear brother is.”
“Sleeping.” was the obvious answer by many.
She shook her head, “No…” she paused for effect. “He went to the Ravenclaw common rooms and went to ask Luna to join him for lunch. You should have seen him, he woke up early and everything. By the time he left he was about as red as his hair.”
Hermione smiled knowingly while Harry looked like he hadn’t fully grasped the idea of his best mate liking a girl. Hermione elbowed him in the ribs, “It was bound to happen, you saw the way Luna flirted shamelessly with him. Ronald just needed to realize it, thankfully quicker than I expected.”
“Don’t look now but there’s lover boy now.” Neville pointed out as he took a seat by Ginny and she blushed prettily.
Than a voice ruined their serenity, “Does the weaseled have a crush on the boy who was not?” Malfoy sneered. Harry and Hermione froze noticeably, “Thought you two were they only one’s, not bloody likely. Watch out Potty your days are numbered as well as your precious mud blood.” Malfoy stalked off to the Slytherin table.
Ginny looked confused, looking back and forth at Harry and Hermione’s conversation with their eyes. She turned to Neville and noticed that he too turned a pasty white, she wanted answers and this was ridiculous. Before she could speak Hermione spoke without even looking at Ginny as if she sensed that she was about to blow. “Now is not the time or the place.”
Ginny pouted but remained silent and instead asked something else she was eager to know. “How do you guys do that?” At their confused looks she explained. “I mean talk without words. It’s like you guys know what the other’s thinking and you don’t need to talk. How?”
Harry shrugged, “It’s just something we’ve always been able to do so I never questioned it. Is it really that odd?”
Neville shook his head, “But the only known people to do that amongst witches and wizards are between a mother and her child.” A few people close by laughed at that.
“Well obviously we prove them wrong.”
“Good morning everyone here is your class schedule. Ms. Granger I encourage you to pace yourself, I do not want to regret my decision.” With a nod she moved along.
Everyone stared blankly at Hermione as she pulled open her class schedule and a gold necklace. “Mione please tell me that’s not what I think it is.”
Hermione looked at Harry sheepishly, “I’ll be fine Harry. I learned my lesson last time and you know how much that helped us.” Harry looked hesitant, but he nodded his head.
Ron walked up to their table with Luna in tow, his face was tinged a light red but he looked deliriously happy. He smiled at everyone, “Hey mate, what did you get for classes.
Harry Potter Grade: 7th Gryffindor Head
Monday & Wednesday:
9:00-9:55 Advanced Transfiguration- M. McGonagall
10:00-12:00Doubled Advanced Potions- S. Snape
12:00-1:00Lunch
1:00-3:00Double Advanced Charms- F. Flitwick
Tuesday & Thursday:
9:00-9:55Free Period
10:00-12:00Double Advanced DADA- R. Lupin
12:00-1:00Lunch
1:00-3:00Double Adv. Transfiguration-M. McGonagall
Friday:
10:00-10:55Advanced Herbology- T. Sprout
11:00-12:00Advanced DADA- R. Lupin
12:00-1:00Lunch
1:00-1:55Advanced Potions- S. Snape
2:00-3:00Advanced Charms- F. Flitwick
Hermione Granger Grade: 7th Gryffindor Head
Monday & Wednesday:
9:00-9:55Advanced Transfiguration- M. McGonagall
9:00-9:55Advanced Astronomy- A. Sinistra
10:00-12:00Double Advanced Potions- S. Snape
12:00-1:00Lunch
1:00-3:00Double Advanced Charms- F. Flitwick
Tuesday & Thursday:
9:00-9:55Advanced Ancient Runes- B. Babbling
10:00-12:00Double Advanced DADA- R. Lupin
12:00-1:00Lunch
1:00-3:00Double Adv. Transfiguration- M. McGonagall
Friday:
10:00-10:55Advanced Herbology- T. Sprout
10:00-10:55Advanced Arithmacy- S. Vector
11:00-12:00Advanced DADA- R. Lupin
11:00-12:00Adv. History of Magic- C. Binns
12:00-1:00Lunch
1:00-1:55Advanced Potions- S. Snape
1:00-1:55Advanced Muggle Studies- C. Burbage
2:00-3:00Advanced Charms- F. Flitwick
2:00-3:00Advanced Ancient Runes- B. Babbling
“Mione? I think they messed up your schedule.”
“Your probably right Ronald. I’ll just go talk to them later.” Harry watched Hermione and shook his head. He understood why she didn’t tell him, she wasn’t allowed. He only knew because they used it to save Sirius and Buckbeak in their third year.
Just as the were about to talk again the bell rang announcing that classes would start in five minutes. “I have to go to our common room Harry, I forgot to bring my books.” Hermione scurried off.
“Come on mate let’s get to class.” They went to class and met up with Hermione, unsurprisingly she disappeared right after class and reappeared out of no where. Slightly confusing Ron while Harry pretending ignorance.
The day continued uneventfully, unless you count Snape odd behavior. Not once the entire class did he criticize Neville’s incompetence and he gave Snape ample opportunity. All he did a majority of the class was stare off into space and everyone once in awhile he would unconsciously help a Gryffindor when they were about to make a mistake.
Malfoy watched his godfather suspiciously not sure what to make of his out of character behavior. He made a mental note to talk to his father about it, maybe he could sped some light.
At the end of the day the trio found themselves in charms, while Professor Flitwick attempted to teach the rowdy class about household charms. By now most of the students attention was on what they would do after classes ended and when Quidditch tryouts would begin.
Hermione’s hand shot into the air and he nodded to her, “Professor, what is the purpose of learning these charms. A majority of us will not remember or even attempt what you’re trying to teach us or they have already learned it from their families. Wouldn’t something more advanced be in order since we’ll be in our N.E.W.T.S this year.”
“Well of course Ms. Granger, but as today is the first day back I thought something light would be better before you’re all overwhelmed with the strenuous work load.” He flicked his wand towards a Ravenclaw. Stopping him before he blew up the mess in front of him.
Hermione nodded in understanding and went back to taking notes. From there the class went smoothly, Hermione took notes and practically everyone else was whispering about the latest gossip and other nonsense.
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As the filed out of the charms classroom Ron yawned, “Merlin, I’m exhausted. That class took forever, hey mate I’m going to meet up with Luna so I’ll see you two later.” Ron walked off in the direction of Luna.
“Come on Mione let’s go for a walk around the lake.” Harry grabbed her arm before she could decline.
Hermione huffed, “I just wanted to drop off my book bag before we go.”
“Ok, let’s go than. So are you tired at all?”
“Of course not, I only had one extra class today. Hey Harry?”
“Hmm.”
“Did you attempt to charm your eyes?”
“No why?”
Hermione looked like she was contemplating something, “Well it’s just they’ve been flickering between green and honey all day. It’s hard to tell with your glasses on, but they’re definently changing.”
Harry shrugged, “That’s odd. Maybe we should talk to Dumbledore about it before we take a walk.” She nodded.
The stopped by their common room for barely a minute before they were off again in the direction of the headmaster’s office. They stopped directly in front of the gargoyles.
“Password.” The stone figure grumbled.
“Chocolate frogs.” Harry started.
“Cockroach clusters.”
“Bertie Botts.”
“Acid Pops.”
“Pumpkin pastries.”
“Bloody hell, I want to speak to the headmaster so let me in you stupid stone!” Hermione practically screamed.
Harry’s eyes widened as the statue jumped out of the way. “Bloody hell Hermione, it seems even inanimate objects don’t stand a chance against your wrath.” He laughed at her blushing face.
“Let’s go.”
As they were just about to knock on the headmaster’s door a voice from without told them to enter. “I’ll never get over how he does that.”
“What can I do for you two?” The headmaster’s eye’s didn’t hold their normal twinkle in them.
Hermione took a deep breath, feeling that what she wanted answers to might be more complicated than she first thought. “Professor, why does Harry’s eyes keep switching colors? From green to honey.”
She fixed him with her infamous glare which surprisingly caused the headmaster’s eyes to widen a small fraction. Dumbledore couldn’t help his initial reaction, it was so similar when he had first met Ms. Granger. “I was wondering when you would notice the changes.” Dumbledore took a deep shuttering breath. “It happened a long time ago…” he began but thought better of it. “You will know all in good time Ms. Granger. I bid you a wonderful day.”
Hermione could tell when she was dismissed, especially with such a blatant one at that. He left no room for arguments so she turned away and Harry followed docilely behind her. Not quite sure what exactly transpired in that office.
“Herm-…”
“Let’s go.” Hermione dragged him off to take their walk.