Chapter 3
“Ron?”
Ron blinked and looked around, sparing Harry a glance.
“Oh, hey Harry, lovely day isn’t it?” he said brightly.
And with that he resumed to glue his lips to Hermione.
“It’s raining, you idiot!”
Ron mumbled something indistinct and shrugged, nearly falling out of the chair he sat in.
Hermione whispered something into his ear, and Ron whispered back. From what Harry could gather they were dating each other. Cursing himself he realized he’d missed the sorting.
Totally stunned by the sudden show of affection, something snapped into his mind and he began searching for Ginny again, only to have Slughorn wheel him to face Headmistress Mcgonagall and her announce the new charms teacher.
“Welcome to Hogwarts and we hope the old students don’t lament about our previous headmaster, who …”
This speech was broken by the shattering of a firewhisky bottle, which connected with Hermione’s head and sent her flying, that shocked him even more when a very murderous looking Lavender Brown allowed herself to be escorted to the Gryffindor common room, in which Lavender laughed unkindly over her back at a very hurt Hermione Granger, until Ron picked her up and settled her back on her chair.
Harry was already half thanking Lavender that she’d interfered, he didn’t need to feel the horrible sinking feeling in his stomach again.
“As I was saying, the new charms teacher will be none other than… our late headmaster’s brother, Professor Aberforth!” This statement was met by a lot of boos and cheers that echoed around the Great Hall.
“Now, how did a dragon come to be a charms teacher?” a dreamy voice beside Harry said. Harry blinked and realized that Luna lovegood had said the strange sentence. Harry, who was not yet ready for such a bizarre statement said “A- a dragon?”
“Yes-he’s a metamorphagi. Father wrote a long article on it but was stopped by Dumbledore.” “And now, if I could have you’re attention everyone, I’d like to introduce our new Defence against the Dark Arts teacher,”
Misty blue eyes were carved into his face, met by lines and wrinkles and his whole body was a complete white color. He hovered a few inches above the ground and the four tables gasped. The teacher was none other than….
(Can you guess who I mean?)