Harry Potter Down Under

SoMeThInG sOmEtHiNg chapter 30

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Harry sat in his bed, arms behind his head as he stared at the ceiling. Everybody else was asleep by then, and Ron's snores filled the room. He could hear a clock ticking, but he didn't know where it was coming from. Then he sighed and grinned as he realized.

Tick

Tock

Tick

Tock

~Would you please stop that?~

No. Tick tock, Pott-

~Dreemurr~

Fine, Dreemurr, whatever.

~You're insane, you know that?~

"Hey, Harry, you wanna play a game?"

~Sure...what about some I Spy?~

"I spy with my little eye something green."

~My eyes?~

His eyes?

"Harry got it first."

For hours they played until Harry's soft snores replaced his voice. The others faded into the darkness of his mind for the time being. He needed his sleep. He wasn't ready to get up in the morning when Ron yelled into his ear and shook him. Eventually, the Weasley got annoyed and rolled him off the bed.

"Hey, that hurt!"

"Yeah, well you should've woken up!"

Hermione was waiting for them down in the Great Hall for breakfast. She began talking quickly as they sat down, a book in her hands and a few parchments laid out in front of her. She was excited for a reason neither boy could figure out. She began reading passages, quotes, and a few fun facts until Dumbledore spoke up. Harry wasn't paying attention, though, because he'd snatched a parchment from her and was reading a few interesting facts about certain potions and ingredients.

They would be heading to potions class soon, he wanted to know as much as possible. He quickly memorized whatever he could, then replaced the parchment before she could notice. They ate breakfast quickly, then happily hurried to potions class, which would be with Professor Snape. Their grins were wide, never faltering, not even when Malfoy walked passed them and threw some insults.

They were happy, though for different reasons. Harry was glad to be here with friends to learn how to control his magic after so much waiting. Hermione was just glad to have friends. Ron, however, was happy with such a good meal. He sure did love the bacon.

Yum...

Upon entering the classroom, the trio were still grinning as the smell of earth hit their nose. They did not falter still, and took their seats near the front. They weren't the first there, but at least they weren't the last.

As the last of the students entered, Snape stood in the front of the class, his hair black and greasy and his eyes silently judging them all. As his sharp eyes drifted around the class, they stopped on Harry, narrowing.

Ahh, Severus.

"You know him?"

Um...no.

"Harry Potter. I see we have a-"

"Dreemurr."

"What?"

"I'm not longer a Potter, I'm a Dreemurr."

"Ahh, see everybody. The famous Dreemurr who saved the monsters. Fame has obviously turned you into a back talking teen. Yay, I have to deal with you the entire year."

Snape didn't look away as he walked to the trio's table. He leaned down so he would be face to face with Harry.

"Tell me, Dreemurr-"

Uh oh, here comes a quiz.

Sorry everybody, I'm going to have to find the first book and reread the scheduals and the quiz Snape gives Harry. Or...someone could just, I don't know...PM me the things I need to look up?

No?

Okay, it was worth a shot. Have a good day everybody.