My Multiverse Trip 48 48. Back To School.

On their last evening, They sumptuous dinner that included all of Harry's favorite things, ending with a mouthwatering treacle pudding. Fred and George rounded off the evening with a display of Filibuster fireworks; they filled the kitchen with red and blue stars that bounced from ceiling to wall for at least half an hour. Then it was time for a last mug of hot chocolate and bed. They packed up all their things the night before so as not to be late for the train they would be going from the leaky cauldron to kings cross in the morning. after double and triple checking he didn't leave anything behind he crawled into bed and waited for his nightly cuddlers making sure his alarm was set so they could wake up early to get back home on time.

The next more it was like the usual home alone movie scramble but everything worked out well with no left behind children they made their way through the packed leaky cauldron catching a taxi to the train station. since there was no dobby to interfere with the barrier this time there was no grand flying car adventure. Ryan always wondered why they didn't just send an owl off to the school explaining what happened but then again they are 12 and wizards so sometimes common sense goes right out the window. they all sat together on the train and like usual they were interrupted by malfoy still trying to pick up Harry as his boyfriend even though he knows Harry is taken "I'm not Gay" he screamed with a voice Crack as Crabbe and Goyle backed away from him and after a mild scuffle involving some stinging hexes and a banishing charm they left the room quietly. that's what Ryan gets for not putting up a notice me not charm on the door but then he would have the sad day of not getting snacks from the nice trolley car lady and his bertie Botts every flavor beans were slowly running out much to his dismay. Those were some of the most fun candies ever. the rest of the trip was spent with Luna on her Gameboy and the boys playing go fish. not the scary fish kind the card game kind. They arrived several hours later and made their way to the castle Innumerable candles were hovering in midair over four long, crowded tables, making the golden plates and goblets sparkle. Overhead, the bewitched ceiling, which always mirrored the sky outside, sparkled with stars.

Through the forest of pointed black Hogwarts hats, Ryan saw a long line of scared looking first years filing into the Hall. Ginny was among them, easily visible because of her vivid Weasley hair. Meanwhile, Professor McGonagall, a bespectacled witch with her hair in a tight bun, was placing his friend the famous Hogwarts Sorting Hat on a stool before the newcomers after a small cleaning spell. The hat was very thankful for this new treatment. The sorting went off without a hitch Ginny and Harrys other fanboy Colin creevey were sorted into gryffindor no problems Ryan even slid over the Harry Potter fanclub roster for both of them to sign which they did. he only did this to annoy Harry and it always worked so he never stopped. with quick introduction about Professor Lockhart which most of the girls had love struck eyes and most of the boys looked disgusted with Ryan shouting out "Strange uncle!" to everyone's confusion and Lockharts shame. the feast began with mountains of food and Luna pudding h.o.a.rding everything went well with the kids all laughing talking about their summer and joking around. after the feast everyone ran off to the dormitory to sleep off the oncoming food coma. The next day, however. Things started to go downhill from breakfast in the Great Hall. The four long house tables were laden with tureens of porridge, plates of kippers, mountains of toast, and dishes of eggs and bacon, beneath the enchanted ceiling (today, a dull, cloudy gray). Ryan sat down at the Gryffindor table next to Hermione, who had her copy of Voyages with Vampires propped open against a milk jug. He then proceeded to make the biggest bacon lettuce and tomato sandwich he could stuff in his mouth praising the Lord for his invention of bacon in silent tears. Neville greeted them cheerfully.

"Mail's due any minute—I think Gran's sending a few things I forgot." sure enough, there was a rushing sound overhead and a hundred or so owls streamed in, circling the hall and dropping letters and packages into the chattering crowd. A big, lumpy package bounced off Neville's head.Professor McGonagall was moving along the Gryffindor table, handing out course schedules. Ryan took his and saw that they had double Herbology with the Hufflepuffs first.They grabbed thier supplies and left the castle together, crossed the vegetable patch, and made for the greenhouses, where the magical plants were kept. As they neared the greenhouses they saw the rest of the cla.s.s standing outside, waiting for Professor Sprout. They had only just joined them when she came striding into view across the lawn, accompanied by Gilderoy Lockhart. Professor Sprout's arms were full of earm.u.f.fs probable mandrakes today. the mandrakes Ryan had kind of looked like small toddlers they made great friends with his gnomes Ryan had introduced them all this last summer and they partied hard showing off squirrel jousts martial arts compet.i.tions and even a debate about what type of fruits are the best for some reason. odd little fellows. Professor Sprout was a squat little witch who wore a patched hat over her flyaway hair; there was usually a large amount of earth on her clothes and her fingernails Gilderoy Lockhart, however, was immaculate in sweeping robes of turquoise, his golden hair shining under a perfectly positioned turquoise hat with gold tr.i.m.m.i.n.g.

"Oh, h.e.l.lo there!" he called, beaming around at the a.s.sembled students. "Just been showing Professor Sprout the right way to raise mandrakes! But I don't want you running away with the idea that I'm better at Herbology than she is! I just happen to have met several of these exotic plants on my travels…" "Greenhouse three today, chaps!" said Professor Sprout, who was looking distinctly disgruntled, not at all her usual cheerful self.

There was a murmur of interest. They had only ever worked in greenhouse one before—greenhouse three housed far more interesting and dangerous plants. Professor Sprout took a large key from her belt and unlocked the door. Ryan caught a whiff of damp earth and fertilizer mingling with the heavy perfume of some giant, umbrellasized flowers dangling from the ceiling he had to restrain himself from looting. Most of the greenhouses were locked with spells to prevent kids from wandering in and getting injured so he hadn't been able to sneak his shadows in yet. They were about to follow the rest of the cla.s.s inside when Lockhart's hand shot out.

"Harry! I've been wanting a word—"

"Help I need an adult!" Harry quickly shouted which Lockhart smiled and replied. "Ah no worries I am an adult. Come tell me what you need help with and I've heard about your fan club fabulous work my boy." as Lockhart dragged Harry off who was giving Ryan murderous glares. Ryan was laughing way to hard and had to hold himself up with the help of Daphne who was also smirking.