Harry Potter and the Order Of the Phoenix [35]
“Have fun,” said Harry quickly, trying to get away from them.
“Wait!” yelled Aylar. “You mean I have to share a room with these… others? I thought we all got our own rooms!”
“No such luck Aylar,” said Harry. “Good night!”
“Wait!” yelled Akshay. “Where can I plug in my computer?”
“Muggle things don’t work here,” said Harry, becoming very impatient. Didn’t these kids know anything? He wanted to get way from them.
“Wait, where can I put up my Kanji charts?”
“You’re not putting them up on my part of the room!” yelled Chris.
“Baka!” yelled Mike.
“What did you call me?”
“BAKA!”
“Why you little!” yelled Chris, jumping off of his bed, and right onto Mike’s face. Harry decided it was time to leave, and let the boys figure this stuff out for themselves.
“Good bye boys!” said Harry, quickly shutting the door. He breathed a sigh of relief as he turned away from their door, and took a step away. But, he felt suddenly weighed down at his feet, and he fell over onto the ground.
“Ow!” yelled Harry, falling right onto his face. “What the?” Harry looked down at his feet and saw, holding onto his legs, the skinny first ear boy, Joe. He scrunched up his face, and suddenly excreted a horrible and incoherent statement from his mouth:
“I LIKE THE PIEZ!” he yelled as loud as he could.
“Okay…” said Harry, peeling Joe off of his legs, and throwing him back into the chaotic room, happy he wasn’t part of that group. Harry hoped that Aylar, appearing to be the smartest of them would whip them into shape.
Harry ran up to his room. He opened the door, and saw Ron sitting on his bed, shaking his wand up and down, as through trying to force something out.
“Um, what are you doing Ron?” asked Harry.
“Oh,” said Ron, still working on moving his wand, “just… trying to make a pet like that Aylar kid.” Just then, a silvery ball flopped out of Ron’s wand, stood on the floor for a second, then melted into a puddle.
“Darn,” said Ron. He stopped shaking his wand, “that’s the third time that has happened!”
* * *
Harry’s first day of classes was great. He woke up on time, came downstairs, ate breakfast, then hurried off to his first class: Care of Magical Creatures. When he arrived there, Hagrid was pacing back and forth by his hut, anxiously awaiting class. When he saw Harry, he smiled at him.
“Hullo Harry! Can’t wait ter get started!” he said, beaming. Harry looked next to Hagrid and noticed there was a large box. The lid was sealed, so Harry couldn’t look inside it. But, he guessed it had something to do with the dragons.
As he stood there, more kids came down, getting ready for class. Hermione and Ron were among the first. This was the first time Harry saw Hermione without a book so far this year.
“Hermione!” said Harry when he saw her. “You’re not reading!” Rod nodded in agreement, and held back a laugh as he walked away from Hermione and over to Harry.
“Don’t be stupid Harry,” said Hermione. “I’m not going to miss lessons because of studying, I’m only going to study after classes.” She smiled and walked over to Ron. More and more Gryffindor students came down to Hagrid’s hut.
Most of Harry’s classes were with another House, and Care of Magical Creatures was with the Slytherins. Harry saw two Slytherins arriving, and recognized one as Tci, and the other as Malfoy. They were engaged in conversation, though Tci looked more interested in the grounds than he did with Malfoy’s blab. Then, when Tci saw Harry, he shot over, forgetting about Malfoy.
As he ran, Harry heard some girls giggle. He looked around to see what it was that was causing it, then he looked more closely at Tci. He was wearing a black jacket, long red pants, and his Swand, but other than that, he had no shirt on. His chest and stomach were, for the most part exposed.
“Hey Harry!” he said as he finally arrived next to Harry.
“Err- uh… hi Tci…” said Harry awkwardly. He had never had a serious conversation with a Slytherin before, so this was quite new to him.
“Brrr!” he shivered. “Kind of brisk today, eh Harry?” he said. Hermione