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Chapter Nine: A Book on Wizarding Laws

"Speech"

'Thoughts/ Quotes/ Writing'

'Quotes from Harry's Past'

Parseltongue/ Book excerpt/ Flashback

Book Titles

From the Book/ POV change

Harry sighed, looking at the scrunched up face of his peer. He watched as the gears were slowly turning in the boy's head. "It's not a good thing, is it?" he said as more of a statement than a question.

"No, it's not," Harry paused. "In the muggle, which is the same thing as non-magical, world some people are good and some people are bad; some are generous and some are greedy; and some are kind and some are cruel. It's the same in the magical world. Many purebloods feel they are superior to muggleborns because of they have magical ancestors— is like the magical equivalent of racism. In the muggle world, as you know, racists often use derogatory terms when referring to those they believe are below them. It's the same in the magical world. So, the 'm-word' is a derogatory term for muggleborns."

Aaron twiddled with his fingers as his lips etched into a frown, "So will most of the school not want to be friends with me because I don't have magical ancestors?"

"No, only a minority believes in that rubbish, and most of them are in Slytherin, so we won't have many classes with them."

Aaron breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately blushed when he realized Harry had heard it.

"Hey, all muggleborns and most half bloods worry about this stuff when they first come to Hogwarts. Most of them realize it's only the idiots that believe in that sort of tripe and in all honesty it doesn't really matter at all. In fact, if you're so worried, we should go to the library and look at the laws the Wizengamot has passed to see how many of them favor purebloods— I doubt they'll be too many."

"Wizagawha?"

Harry laughed, "Wizengamot— it's sort of the wizarding Parliament."

"Okay, Wizengatom?"

"Close, Wizengamot. So, what do you say?"

"It's not really my thing, but if you find anything interesting, let me know."

"Of course," Harry said, wondering if he should ask Hermione. He was genuinely curious and he knew she would be too. It also came with the advantage of being able to bond with Hermione and being able to read at a much faster rate as she could finish ten whole books before he even finished a chapter of a single book.

Harry and Aaron walked down to the Great Hall— famished. Harry hadn't realized meditating could be so exhausting before he started, but now he would only practice meditating if he wasn't the least bit tired, hungry, or thirsty— at least in the beginning.

Magical meditating takes magic to maintain. At first, as one first learns to meditate magically, they use excess magic and will end up temporarily depleting their magic if they try meditating for longer than their magic can handle; however, once they have mastered magical meditation, the process will organise the mind and connect the meditator to their magic, without making the witch or wizard magically exhausted by wasting any of their magic. All this was explained in Occlumency: A Guide To Mental Protection, but Harry hadn't realised how awful depleting his magic would be— he thought it just meant he'd be unable to perform spells for a short period of time.

As Harry entered the Great Hall, he immediately headed for the Ravenclaw table, where he found Hermione sitting near the end of the table, with a book in her hand, and all the seats around her empty. Harry frowned— he had thought that Hermione would make friends with the Ravenclaws as they were very studious, like her, but he realized he was clearly wrong and mentally slapped himself for not noticing sooner.

"Hey, Hermione!" Harry greeted, pulling Hermione's face out of the thick book which barely fit in her tiny hands. He saw many of the Ravenclaws staring at him with curiosity, as if wondering what he was doing spending time with a girl like Hermione, while many others stared at Hermione with jealousy. Hermione seemed not to notice.

"Yes, Harry?"

"Want to sit at the Hufflepuff table with me and my friends?" A few surrounding Ravenclaws shot glares at Hermione, causing a gloomy look on her face.

"No, I'm perfectly fine here Harry. Thanks for the offer though."
"Hermione, you're not perfectly fine. You have your face in a book, at the end of the table, and have no one sitting anywhere near you."

Hermione blushed, "What's wrong with reading a book?"

Harry groaned, "Nothing, but you know that's not the point!"

"I'm fine Harry, plus, I like reading and all their gossip distracts me."

Harry frowned, "Well if you're so insistent, I guess you can stay here, but I'd you to sit with me sometime. You know you're my friend, right?"

Hermione instantly softened and a smile was brought to her face. "I've never had a friend before," Hermione said softly— almost in a whisper.

"Well now you have two." At her confused look, he clarified, "Me and Neville—"

"Neville and I."

Harry let out a light laugh. "Yes, Neville and I." He paused before remembering what he was originally going to ask her. "By the way Hermione, my friend— Aaron— is and he got me thinking about how muggleborns are treating and the Wizarding world. I thought I'd look up the laws the Wizengamot has passed and see how fair they were and was wondering if you'd like to join."

"You think they'd be unfair?" she asked, frowning.

"Some of them yes, but I doubt there will be too many."
"Yes, I'd love to look them over with you. When do you want to meet?"

"Are how about after lunch tomorrow?"

"Yes, that would be perfect."

Harry decided to sit down at the Ravenclaw table and eat lunch there instead of at the Hufflepuff table. As he grabbed a sandwich Hermione asked, "What are you doing?"

"Eating," he replied, smirking.

"Well, obviously, but why here?"

"Because you won't sit at the Hufflepuff table," Harry replied, the smirk never leaving his face. Hermione groaned.

As he started eating his sandwich, Harry noticed more and more members of the Ravenclaw table were glaring at Hermione. Hermione noticed too, and while she seemed to be trying to ignore it, Harry could tell she was struggling by the pained look on their face.

"Hey, ignore them. If they don't realize how amazing you are, it's their loss." Harry saw Hermione plastered a small smile on her face, but it didn't reach her eyes.

"Don't worry about it, Harry. I'm used to it."

"Well you shouldn't be." Harry frowned, but Hermione wasn't looking at him. Instead, she was watching a second-year, Ravenclaw strut over to Harry.

"Is the know-it-all bothering you?" she asked, "Because you can sit next to us instead."

Harry turned to glare at the the girl. "No, Hermione is my friend and she's not bothering me at all. What is bothering me is the fact that you all are glaring at her because I decided to sit next to her. Hermione is smart, kind, and better than any of you will ever be, so back off!" Harry said, meaning every word.

The second-year scampered back to her seat, before telling all her friends what she had just heard.

"You didn't have to do that," Hermione said.

"Yes, I did," Harry replied, firmly. "That's what friends do."

Hermione had decided to sit at Harry's table during lunch the following day, much to the chagrin of her fellow housemates. After lunch, they headed to the library, but they couldn't find a single book on Wizarding laws, so they decided to ask the librarian, Madam Pince.

"We only have one book on Wizarding laws, called Wizarding Law of Magical Britain: 47th Edition, is in the restricted section. You'll need pass from one of your teachers to get it."
"Why's a book on Wizarding laws in the restricted section?" Hermione asked, outraged.

"Don't ask me— Dumbledore is the one who decides what goes in the restricted section and what does not," Madam Pince state, clearly disgruntled too.

Hermione stormed out of the library, with Harry following, closely behind her.

After transfiguration, Hermione and Harry stayed behind to convince Professor McGonagall to give them a pass for Wizarding Law of Magical Britain: 47th Edition.

"Miss Granger, Mr. Potter, is there something you need?"

"Yes, Professor, you see, we wanted to learn a bit more about the Wizarding world, as we were both raised by muggles, so we decided to read up on Wizarding laws; however, when we went to the library, Madam Pince told us that it was in the restricted section and that we would need one of our teachers' permission in order to read it. So, could you please sign our pass?" Hermione asked.

"I'm sorry Miss Granger, but if it's in the restricted section, it's obviously there for a reason. First years are not meant to read what's in the restricted section, but when you're older and you're still interested in the topic, I'll certainly give you permission to read whatever book you'd like on the topic."

Harry and Hermione glared at the Professor before storming out of the room.

Once out of the teacher's way, Harry said, "Hermione, I think I might know who'll sign the pass."

"Who?" Hermione asked, her face brightening up.

"That's a secret," Harry said smirking.

"Professor Snape!" Hermione shrieked. "How on earth did you convince him to sign the pass? He hates you!"

"Magic," Harry said, mysteriously.

"Harry James Potter!"

"Alright, alright, he may or may not have been friends with my mother, and he may or may not secretly not hate me, and he may or may not secretly be happy that I want to read up on Wizarding laws because he may or may not have done the same when he was a first year."

Hermione stared at him.

"Don't tell anyone— I don't think I was supposed to tell you."

Hermione shook herself out of shock, "Alright."

The two of them headed to the library to give their pass to a very shocked Madam Pince. She obviously thought they faked the signature, so she checked it under all the tests she had— all of which said it was real. She handed the book to Harry and Hermione— much less disgruntled than she had been in Harry's second year.

As they sat down at a table Harry muttered, "Let's she what's so dangerous about this book."

A/N: Sorry for having taken so long to post, but I've been so busy recently. Would you guys prefer that I posted chapters about the length of these chapters every 2-3 weeks or I posted chapters twice this size every 4-5 weeks. Please let me know in the comments. Thanks for reading!

AlixMM: Sorry about that. I'm going to go back to fix all the mistakes I've made in the previous chapters after I post the next chapter, so I'll make sure to change that them. Thanks for the review and please comment if you see any more errors like that.

Dennisud: Thanks for the advice!

Megan: Yes, he is being paid to be Harry's friend, but he's not getting paid right now because he isn't Harry's friend, so he's taking it out on Harry because he blames it on him. Thanks for the advice and I'll try to have more of Ron trying to convince Harry to be his friend in future chapters.

Leicontis: Sorry about the error, I'm going to try to fix all those errors soon. Thanks for the review and please comment if you see any more errors like that.

Souen11: Honestly, I think Slytherin is amazing, but Harry being in the house just didn't fit with what I had in mind for this story. About the sorting, in my opinion, this sorting hat never sorts people as it should. For example, Harry should have been in Slytherin, Hermione should have been in Ravenclaw, and Ron honestly doesn't really fit into any of the houses. I thought Slytherin would be the best by process of elimination: he's not brave, he's not intelligent, he's not hard-working, but he is ambitious, and also because the sorting hat wanted put Ron there because it was the house he wanted the least. Again, the sorting hat almost always puts people where they want, I made an exception for Ron, so that's why Crabbe and Goyle went into Slytherin. Despite what it seems so far, I'm not making all the Slytherins bad and I will try to portray them in a better light than the book does. Thanks for the review!

Deathmvp: I'll like the idea and I'll certainly consider it. Thanks for the review!