Chapter 15 - New Lessons

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The morning of the fourth of September found Harry awake bright and early. Like the previous morning, he took his shower first and changed into one of the sets of clothes he had brought down the night before, before watching Ginny peacefully sleep for a while, until he finally decided he had to wake her up if they were going to get to breakfast at any reasonable sort of time.

Dropping a quick kiss on her forehead, he gently whispered in her ear "Ginny, it's time to wake up." Slowly, her eyes fluttered open, and she blinked at him sleepily. "Come on, have a shower, then put on some of the clothes you brought down yesterday. We'll need to go back to the dorms to get into our uniforms, and breakfast starts soon."

"Ok" Ginny murmured, heading for the bathroom, via the wardrobe to collect some clothes to wear.

When she returned, Harry checked the Marauders Map before they left the study through the door into the seventh floor corridor, and made their way along to the portrait of the Fat Lady. Luckily, it was still early enough that most people were still inside their dorms getting changed, so they didn't look suspicious entering the common room early in the morning. Once inside, they parted to go up the separate staircases to their respective dormitories, in order to chang into their school uniform.

Meeting each other back in the common room as soon as possible, weighed down by their school bags, the pair headed down to the Great Hall for breakfast, managing to be some of the first there. They wanted to get an early start as they would need to eat as much as possible - Monday was their busiest day with all six periods having a lesson. An hour into the meal, Harry and Ginny spotted Ron and Hermione entering the Great Hall, but luckily they decided to sit a good distance down the table. It wasn't long anyway before Harry and Ginny finished eating, and left early to give themselves a bit of time to get to their first lesson, Ancient Runes.

They made their way up to the sixth floor, where the Ancient Runes classroom was located, and waited outside the door. They were a little surprised that Hermione had been so late to breakfast, as normally she would be the first to a lesson in the morning, but didn't think much of it. After all, she had entered the hall with Ron, and knowing him, despite his eagerness to eat all of the time, he would have struggled to get out of bed that morning, after a summer of lying in.

Just before the start of the lesson, Harry and Ginny saw most the class walking down the corridor, and so took the opportunity to enter the classroom. They'd waited outside to give themselves a bit of time on their own, rather than the possibility of them being in the room with their professor. They made their way to the front of the room and sat at one of the desks with only two chairs, taking their quills, ink and parchment from their bags, along with Ancient Runes Made Easy and Ancient Runes: First Dictionary.

Soon, the rest of the class filed in behind them, with Hermione near the back of the group. She looked slightly put out at being one of the last in and so having to take a seat in the middle of the room, sharing a desk with a Hufflepuff rather than near the front as she would have preferred. Her look changed to one of shock when she saw Harry and Ginny watching her from the front row of desks.

Suddenly, the door opened again and in walked Professor Babbling, calmly making her way to the front of the room, levitating a pile of sheets of parchment in front of her. Hermione quickly looked away from Harry and Ginny, and set about removing her things from her bag, aghast at the thought that she might miss taking notes at the very start of the lesson. She was a rather tall, slim woman, however she had forgone wearing a witch's cap with her black robes.

"Good morning class." She said loudly, silencing all the murmuring from near the back of the room. Hermione gave an audible sigh of release as she managed to get herself sorted ready to take notes just as the professor deposited her pile of parchment onto her desk. Moving to the board, she began speaking again, but in a softer voice.

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