How Harry's Fifth Year could have gone

WANDering around

Harry Potter was in deep toughs. Seated in his usual chair he played with his wand while Hermione made her homework right next to him. He was so lost in thoughts he did not hear Ron coming.

"Oi mate, what are you up to?" Asked Ron. Harry looked up from his wand.

"Last summer I faced Voldemort, our wands connected, but did not harm each other cause they are twins. Since I am going to be forced to kill a psychotic maniac, I Will need something better to do the job probably."

Ron flinched lightly at Voldemort's name, but got over it fast.

"Let me Guess! Godric Griffendors sword!"

"No"

"A basilisk fang?"

"No!"

"Force him to make homework with a nagging Hermionie?"

"I heard That!" Said Hermionie from behind homework mountain not looking up.

"I need a new wand."

Hermionie looked up from her homework in shock. "What? Your wand is just fine, And by the way, when a wizard takes a new wand, The new wand will bring BAD LUCK and-"

"Great idea! How are you going to get one?"

Hermionie looked at Ron quite mad, but Harry ignored it. "Let's see if Patfoot is up for mischief again."

(A few letters, 2 blood quirell-detentions and a lecture from Hermionie where nobody botherd to listen to later)

"Harry, I still think this is a very bad idea." Hermionie Said. The golden trio was walking to charms casually.

"I appreciate your concern, but I really can't do something else right now. I don't learn a thing at Defense against the dark arts Since the toad/professor Umbridge took it over and Voldemort is up and running again. Would you both stop flinching!

I mean, what could possibly happen?"

Harry waved his new wand around. To bad for Him he pointed at a wall. Long story short, it vanquished.

No big deal right? Nobody was in that corridor.

Not in the corridor. But they just happend to be in the dungeons right next to professor Snape's private quarters.

"Never thought of Snape having a Hallo Killy pillow." Ron stated.

"I agree, said Hermionie."

Needless to say they got the hell out of there.

Exhausted the golden trio arrived at charms.

"Let's not run half a castle in two minutes again. Harry panted.

"We're in." Ron and Hermionie said.

"Now, put that wand away before you make more mistakes." Hermionie demanded.

"Why would you look at that. Having trouble with your worthless girlfriend, Potter?" Began a far to familiar voice. Harry, Ron and Hermionie groaned in anger.

"You know," Draco Malfoy continued, "you don't have to run anywhere, mudblood. Your worthless here and anywhere else."

Harry faced the blond boy.

"We are not in the mood now, Malfoy. Why don't you just go kick a puppy. That is around your level." Harry said.

Sadly Draco and his gorilla goons didn't comply.

"Are you trying to defend her, Potter?"

"Hey, you actually noticed something for once in your life!"