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Slightly more perverted "Harry Potter" Reboot	By : Artemis1990 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Harry/Hermione Views: 386958 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 37
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Chapter 5: Trouble with brooms
It is afternoon of early October in Hogwart and one boy sitting on the Hufflepuff table is calmly eating his lunch. Nearly a month has passed since Harry entered Hogwart and the boy has to admit that he is greatly enjoying it. His lessons are fun with the exception of History of magic where Binns seem to be more interested in goblin wars and putting the students to sleep, even Hermione had admitted that she is having trouble staying awake in that class and that's REALLY saying something coming from his studious friend. Severus Snape the potion professor remains a complete prick in class while very civil outside of it, he has explained why he need to be so and Harry understands, he doesn't like it but he understands.
The potion master with the help of McGonagall also tells him tales of his parents, Snape mostly about his mother during childhood and his father in Hogwart including the fact that James apparently was quite a bully during the early years until Lily set him straight with a right hook after a prank went wrong saw Snape in the hospital ward. An apology later and the two jump started a friendship that would last in years to come.
In contrast, McGonagall tells Harry of James before Hogwart as Potter and McGonagall family has been friend including that the professor herself has been in attendance for baby James christening. She also tells of Lily during her school years, how she had taken the then girl under her wings and how Harry reminds the woman of young Lily in personality despite that he look more like his father at his age. Harry soon bonds with the two adults and certainly has no trouble seeing them as surrogate uncle and aunty respectively which the two replies that the feeling is mutual.
Today though, Harry is giddier of the class later in the afternoon. Afterall, today the first years will be getting their first flying lesson and according to Snape and McGonagall both, his father was a very talented flier though Lily would rather face a dragon than being on a broom.
Harry snaps out of his musing when he hears commotion from the table accross them. He looks up from his breakfast toward the Griffyndor table and sees that a certain blonde boy wearing robe with green is standing in front of who appears to be a rather chubby first year. Even from the distance, Harry can tell that Malfoy is NOT there to have civil conversation, quite the opposite in fact.
A glance to the side provides Harry with the knowledge that McGonagall is absent from the staff table while Snape looks indifferent at first glance but upon close inspection, the boy sees that the man's knuckles are gripping his cutleries so hard that they are shaking. When he sees that Malfoy seem to be reaching for something on the table, Harry has had enough. He stands up abruptly much to the surprise of Hermione who is sitting in front of him before striding toward the Gryffindor table as the other students follows him with their eyes.
As he gets closer to his target he hears the blonde speaks with condescending tone while holding a small crystal ball, "... This thing is way too rare and useful to be wasted on the likes of you, Longbottom. I bet... Hey!"
The blonde never manage to finish his taunt as Harry's hand moves with the speed and precision of a striking black mamba as he snatches the item from Malfoy's hand, "That's enough, Malfoy! This doesn't belong to you and you have no right to claim it as one!"
Draco's eyes narrows as he spats back, "Mind your own business, Potter!" The blonde's arm reaches forward to snatch the item back but Harry's reaction is faster as he easily sidesteps the Slytherin's assault while the attacker trips on his own foot and fall face first to the floor with a thump. The blonde picks up himself from the floor with his hand covering his nose while a trace of blood trickles from it.
As if on cue, Snape approaches them as he speaks loudly, "Potter!! 30 points from Hufflepuff for assault on other student. Malfoy, go to the infirmary, NOW!" As soon as he said it, another voice resounds through the hall which Harry recognizes belongs to his head of house, "30 point to Mr. Potter for being prime example of a Hufflepuff should be."
Draco glares at Harry and Professor Sprout and look ready to object but a glare from the chubby proffessor stills his tounge before he finally walks out of the great hall, presumably toward the infirmary. Snape himself makes his way back to the staff table though not before giving Harry one last sneer.
Harry turns back to the chubby Gryffindor before finally he recognizes the chubby boy, Neville Longbottom. Harry puts the item in his hand on the table in front of the boy, "I believe this belong to you." Neville nods once before replying, "Thank you umm...."
Harry smiles at the boy before speaking once again while offering the other boy a hand, "Harry, just Harry is okay." Neville gives him a smile of his own as he reaches the offered for a shake and replies, "Thank you, Harry. Just call me Neville."
As the two separates, another hand suddenly reaches out and grabs Harry's before he manages to retract out of its reach. Harry looks up to the owner of the offending hand and sees that it belongs to a boy with bright red hair which he remembers to have angered his head of house on his first day AND has been following him around since then which he finds to be REALLY creepy....
Before Harry manages to open his mouth to object, the red head speaks loudly for the whole great hall to hear with un-swallowed foods still in his mouth, not something that bode well on the bespectacled Potter, "Hi Harry, good to see you mate. That was bloody awesome how you floored Malfoy. I am Ron Weasley, I just know we will be best buddies very soon."
This time, Harry visibly cringe as he can tell that the red head has been eating using his bare hand and hasn't bother to at least wipe it clean, the greasy feeling on his palm is proof enough. There is also the fact that the red head is spitting pieces of foods from inside his mouth straight to his face.
Harry feels someone taps him on the shoulder and turns his head to look at the perpetrator, silently thankful as whoever the person is, they has just provides him with the valid excuse to look away from the youngest male Weasley’s disgusting eating habit. It turns out the person who tapped him is Hermione who also visibly cringe as she sees the red head as she speaks, “Harry, we need to get to class.”
Harry wants to nod his agreement when the Weasley boy interrupts him once again, loudly, “Bloody hell, Granger. Just because you want to be the teacher’s pet, doesn’t mean that everyone does. If you want to go, just go ahead then and stop pulling my best mate around, will ya?”
As soon as the words escape the red head’s lips, Harry sees Hermione flinch in pain as if the boy’s words has cut her physically and the girl’s eyes seem to dim slightly for a split second but that is enough for Harry as he turns back to Weasley with voice cold as ice while pulling his hand out of the forced handshake forcefully as he speaks just two words, “Apologize… NOW!!”
Ron turns to Harry with shocked expression as he stammers, “What? What are you talking about, mate? Surely you aren’t….”
Harry’s green eyes swirls with half contained fury to the boy who dares to insult his best friend right in front of him, “I said apologize to Hermione NOW, Weasley! And I am NOT your “mate”.” The youngest male Weasley proofs that he is NOT a completely helpless idiot as he mutters an apology toward the girl he had insulted.
Harry turns toward Hermione and grabs her by the shoulder, “Don’t mind him, Hermione. Come on, let’s get to class, I heard Madam Hooch is not someone you want be on your case for being late in class.” The brunette gives Harry a small smile and a nod as she lets the boy lead her to the training field for their flying lesson, leaving a stunned Ronald Weasley behind. As they left the great hall, they hear what seem like several people scolding Ron but neither looks back.
Half an hour later, first years of all houses are gathered at the training field and standing in lines according to their houses. This is the only class which every student from all houses will be present at the same time which Harry suspects due to their Professor’s busy schedule. After all, if he is to remember correctly, Rolanda Hooch is also holding the seat of advisor for Holyhead Harpies where she had played for a short term before retiring and recruited to teach at Hogwart.
Rumour has it that she only stays in the castle once a week both to teach and act as referee in the school Quidditch game. Harry is cut off from his thought when he sees another person enters the field, the new person look to be a woman in her late 20s or early 30s with short grey hair styled in messy spikes toward all direction and narrow eyes. As the woman approaches, she speaks with clear authoritive voice, “First years, all accounted for? Good.”
She walks to the centre of the class and clears her throat once, “Well, Good afternoon, class. My name is Rolanda Hooch, you may call me Professor Hooch or Madam Hooch.” She pauses for a minute for the students to reply before continuing, “Well, what are you waiting for? Pick a broom and stand next to it, hop hop.”*
Soon, all of the students are standing next to a broom as they wait for the next instruction. They don’t have to wait long as the woman speaks again; “Put a hand over your broom and say, “Up” clearly.” Once again the students follow the direction and one by one the brooms leap from the ground to their outstretched hand though there are some who seem to be having trouble, Hermione is one of them as she continues to coax the magic broom.
Harry taps her on the shoulder before speaking, “Hermione, try to say it with more authority. Imagine it as a puppy, don’t coax it and just order it.” The brunette gives him a strange look but nods anyway as she turns back to her broom. She clears her throat once and takes a deep breath before speaking with clear voice, “Up!” Soon, the broom leaps from the ground to her hand as the girl turn to her best friend with thankful smile and a nod of appreciation.*
Once the students has a broom on their hands, Madam Hooch walks around to watch their grip one by one and correcting them, one of the student she stops on is Malfoy which she tells that he is holding his broom the wrong way as his method may result in wrist injury.
Once she is satisfied that all of the students are doing it properly, she gives them their next instruction, “Mount your brooms and kick the ground firmly, make sure that you keep your hands tight on the broom to steady yourself. You need to be in control of your broom, don’t let it float away.” The students straddle their brooms and one by one, they slowly rise onto the sky until they are a few feet above the ground.
As he is getting higher, Harry has to admit that this seem much simpler and easier than he thought it would be. When he turns to Hermione floating beside him though, his expression turns to concern as the girl is biting her lower lip and seem to be holding in some kind of pain.
He floats slowly to her position and says, “Hermione, are you okay?” The girl turns to look at him and he realizes that the girl’s complexion seems much redder than usual and her knuckles are gripping the wooden shaft tightly as if trying to push it down. Still, the brunette nods at him silently if not a little bit shakily.
Suddenly, a cry of "DAPHNE!!" resounds through the field followed by a feminine cry for help. Harry turns toward the direction of the voice and sees a girl with long blonde hair struggle to control her broom which is bucking violently before finally losing its magical power altogether, bringing its rider plummeting to the ground. Instinct takes over for Harry as he lowers his body flat against the shaft and speed like a bullet toward the falling girl.
Daphne Greengrass may have been cultivating the reputation as the Slytherin "Ice Princess" during the short time since the school starts but that does not mean that she is completely emotionless. The fear when her broom was fighting her control had been very much real, so is the one she is feeling right now as she sees the green grass of the field rushing up to meet her as she is sure that she is going to die.
The blonde feels a sudden jerk of her body as she feels someone grab her outstretched hand and pulls it upward. She looks up to her rescuer and sees a black haired boy with emerald green eyes looking back on her as he speaks, "Hold on, I'll get you down."
The blonde haired girl nods silently, not trusting her sound to work properly with the shock she is feeling. Slowly, she feels Potter's broom reduces its height until her feet touches the ground followed by her savior landing next to her. The girl opens her mouth to speak but interrupted by their flying professor's holler for everyone to come down as she approaches them with a worried expression.
Once the professor is close enough, she grabs Daphne by the arm and says, "Are you okay, Ms. Greengrass? No serious injury?" Daphne shakes her head side to side as she answers, "I'm alright professor, just a little bruise where Potter had grabbed me to catch me."
Madam Hooch nods before turning to Harry, "50 points to Hufflepuff for quick and noble action.... I may have an offer for you, Mr. Potter but I need to speak with your Head of house about it first, I will contact you later about it."
The three soon is joined by the other students, Tracey Davis rush to Daphne's side while Hermione is on Harry's side. Both new arrivals asks how their friend is doing while the other students catches up. Once both Harry and Daphne assures that they are both fine, the clapping starts. It starts from Tracey Davis, followed by Susan Bones and Hanna Abbott and spreads until every single one of them are clapping... Except for one.
Ron Weasley burst out from the crowd with red face nearly matching his hair as he yells, "What the hell was that, mate? Why would you safe... Her." The freckle faced boy sneers toward Daphne as he speaks the last word.
Harry sighs outloud as he turns to the other boy, "What is your problem, Weasley? Would you rather her seriously injured by falling from 30 feets off the ground? Is that it? Really?" Ron's face now resembles a tomato as he tries to explain, "Harry, she's a Slytherin. All of them are evil and don't deserve to be saved, that's a fact."
Harry rolls his eyes as he faces the red haired boy once again, ready to argue. He is however interrupted by Madam Hooch as she hollers, "50 points from Gryffindor for careless view and insult on others, Weasley."
Ron looks at the instructor with disbelieve and ready to open his mouth again to object, "but..." The professor hollers once again, "70 points, Weasley and detention next week with Mr. Filch!" Weasley proof his thick-headedness by opening his mouth once again, "What?! You can't do that!! Next week is the first Quidditch match of the year!!"
Hooch's temper finally snaps at the rude boy's complain, "Well, Mr. Weasley. I just did and you got a WHOLE week of detention with Mr. Filch as well as another 150 points reduction for Gryffindor!! Now shut your mouth before I make it 300!!"
The whole first years gasps as they hears her threat while the Gryffindors now openly glaring at the red haired idiot, some of the girls from the house of red and gold are already sobbing. Gryffindor is currently already at the bottom place just because of the youngest Weasley boys action and words today that another reduction will put them in negative points. Ron however doesn't seem to understand that as he appears ready to open his mouth again only for another hand to clamp over them.
A look over his shoulder shows another male student wearing Gryffindor colored school robe who growled at the red head's ear, "Goddamnit Weasley, Shut up before you drag our whole house into the mud!" Hermione opens her mouth as she wants to correct the boy that the correct saying is "Through the mud" but pauses before she manages to say anything as in retrospect; the boy actually IS accurate in his description.
The bell signalling the end of the class resounds followed by the dismissal order from Madam Hooch and the students disperse to their next schedule. As Harry walks back toward the castle with Hermione by his side, another feminine voice calls his name. He and Hermione stops their pace and turns around to see Daphne Greengrass and Tracey Davis approaching them. Once the two girls are right in front of them, the former of the two drops to her knees as she speaks to Harry, "Mr. Potter, I, Daphne Greengrass owes you a life debt. Anything you ask of me is yours for the asking."
Harry turns to Hermione in confusion, this is not something that he ever find in his basic magical law book. Hermione doesn't disappoint as she explains to her best friend, "Harry, you saved her from a potentially grave danger WITHOUT any desire of gain to be found for yourself. Her owing you a life debt means that you can literally asks her to do anything and she is bound by law, magic and even her own life to fulfil it regardless of consequences."
Harry frowns at the explanation and scratches the back of his head in frustration.
He looks toward the still kneeling Daphne and readily agree that she is a very beautiful girl but that doesn't mean he is comfortable with the fact that she literally is offering herself to him. Hell, he is 11 and his puberty barely even start, a girlfriend is the least of things he wants right now. The boy turns to the black haired girl as he makes his decision, "Very well, Ms. Greengrass. I, Harry James Potter recognize the life debt between us. In return of it, I demand that from today on, you will address me as Harry."
Daphne and Tracy both looks at Harry with the look of disbelieve and shock, the former even asks to make sure she has heard correctly, "Umm... Po... I mean… Harry. Are you sure that is all you want of me in return?"
The boy shrugs as he answers, "I can't really think of anything else more important to ask of you at this. I frankly have no interest for a girlfriend... Yet of course, but I will be delighted to have a new friend."
Now, Daphne is sure she is dreaming. Harry Potter, the boy-who-lived, WANTS her to be his friend? It is simply too good to be true according to her logic. Daphne may be a pureblood princess and a Slytherin but she does not share the blood purity bigot that a certain other blonde of her house keep spouting.
In fact, The Greengrass family has manages to stay neutral during the first war though if one are to observe their stand closely, they will see that the Greengrass always been leaning to the light side. It is purely the fact that none of their family members possess any noteworthy ability to actively oppose the dark side that prevents them for actively fighting the war.
Her family name may be old but they are more of a merchant or scholar, not warriors, the best they can do are just to NOT support it. The same case can also be said about the Davies, which is why Daphne and Tracey can be such a close friend so quickly, they have so much in common.
When Harry reaches out his hand gently to help her stand back up, all trace of doubt disappears from Daphne's mind and the girl reward her saviour with a wide and gentle genuine smile as she replies, "I...." She hears someone behind her clears their throat and looks over her shoulder to see Tracy Davies with her fist right under her chin. Daphne cannot help but giggles as she turns back to Harry, "I'm sorry, WE would love to be your friend, Harry... and you too, Hermione... If you don't mind me calling you that?"
The brunette doesn't mind at all and proofs it by replying, "Only if I can call you Daphne and Tracey in return." Both Slytherin looks at each other and grins widely before turning back to the brunette as they say at the same time, “Deal.”…and a new friendship is born as the quartet makes their way back to the castle while chatting merrily.
Later in the evening, Harry and Hermione find themselves back in the Hufflepuff common room as they does their homework for the day while sitting across each other. The room is largely empty with only a few people there while the majority are back in their dorm room for an early sleep or outside doing whatever.
As he writes his essay, Harry remembers about his best friend's unusual attitude during the flying lesson. Despite her strange look during the short time they were on the air, the brunette has returned to her usual self instantly afterward and the issue has slipped the boy's mind for the rest of the day until now.
The boy leans forward as he speaks to his best friend, “Say, Hermione. What was wrong with you earlier this afternoon?” The brunette stops writing and looks up from her transfiguration essay as she gives him a confused look, prompting him to elaborate which he does, “You know… during the flying lesson, you looked quite… unwell and it seemed to me that you were fighting that broom. What happened?”
This time realization dawns on the girl with bushy brown hair followed by a deep blush that spreads on her face. She takes a deep breath to cool down herself and looks around them as if watching for anyone who may be eavesdropping them before answering, though Harry notices that she sounds a little bit more timid than usual, “It’s… nothing, Harry. Really, it was just a minor issue, I was perfectly fine.”
Harry isn’t convinced, he has been friend with the brunette for more than a month and he can tell when the girl is trying to hide something from him by now. He doesn’t know what she is hiding but he can tell nonetheless. The boy crossed his arms over his chest and gives the girl a look that says: Do you really think I’ll buy that?
Hermione lets out a deep sigh before speaking again, “Look, Harry… It was just… well…. You know what? Just drop it… I was fine, really.” Seeing her friend keeping his stance, Hermione continues exasperatedly, “Come on, Harry… I was fine. You are worried over nothing, I swear.”
She look at the boy right in the eyes challengingly until the boy finally gives up, he knows that when the girl gets this stubborn, there is no use trying to get her to spill. Besides, it seems that she is telling him the truth, it may not be the whole truth but she certainly isn’t lying to him.
Hermione grabs her quill once again and begins writing her essay homework once again, or at least appears to. She steals a discrete glance toward the boy sitting across her and sees that he is back to being absorbed into his own essay before turning back to her own.
With her bangs covering her face from the boy’s eyes, the brunette blushes deep red as she remembers the occasion that her best friend has asked. The 11 years old mentally rolls her eyes as she thinks to herself, ‘There is NO WAY I will ever tell Harry that the broom was pressing right against my crotch as it takes me higher and I was holding it so hard because its instability causes it to dig deeper and deeper inside….’
She steals another glance as she completes her thought with a blush several shades deeper than before,’…Nor would I tell him that it actually feels good… REALLY good….’

*Some dialogue and scene taken from "Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone" by JK Rowling
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