Little big of a drug reference in this chappie. Muh bad. Thanks to all who reviewed. Hot chocolate hugs and hersey kisses for all. I think this is one of my longest chapters. Happy Holidays to everyone!

Needless to say Harry left the Great Hall the previous night as fast as Ron runs from spiders. It is also obvious that Harry got no sleep last night. He was dead tired as he dragged himself down to the Great Hall in the morning. He'd actually contemplated skipping the meal, but Ginny dragged him down there, saying something about his health. Harry, although he knew he'd receive heck for it later, tuned her out. He couldn't deal with anything; talking, eating, thinking, sleeping. He just allowed himself to be pulled around by his girlfriend.

When the couple arrived in the Great Hall they plopped themselves as close to the door as possible. Ginny planned this because she knew that Harry might want to make a quick escape later.

To their surprise they saw that the table McGonagall had conjured the night before for the muggles had gone. "She probably wants the muggles to sit at our tables… wanting them to interact with us" explained Ginny to her basically catatonic boyfriend.

Harry merely grunted in reply. He honestly did not care what the muggles were doing. He was just going to ignore them.

Hermione and Ron entered the Hall and sat down beside them.

"Good morning!" chirped Hermione happily. "I hope you're both excited for classes this morning. We have History of Magic first thing"

"History of Magic first thing?" exclaimed Ron. "It's not enough that we're all tired anyways but they have to give us the most boring class this early! Blimey, I'm never going to stay awake if I have to listen to Binns' voice droning on and on about the Eerie the Evil… or Macerjack the er... Malicious"

"Well it's a good thing Binns is gone then isn't it?" stated Ginny as she reached for some toast. She buttered some and placed it in Harry's hand. He didn't even notice.

"Yes, Professor Binns was so disturbed from last year that he finally gave up teaching. Alecto and Amycus as well as the battle meddled with his routine. He told McGonagall as soon as she became Headmistress." elaborated Hermione. "The only thing is I'm not sure McGonagall has found a replacement."

"W'ah you 'ean by dat?" said Ron through a mouthful of food.

"Ron you're acting like a pig, it's disgusting." said Ginny "I heard that a foreign teacher has been hired and no one's seen him yet."

Ron swallowed hard and noticed Harry for the first time. "Hey mate what's up with you today? Seem a bit peaky."

Just then three students that neither Hermione, Ron, nor Ginny recognised sat down beside them.

"Hello there. I'm Hermione Granger, Head Girl, and member of Gryffindor house. Are you three muggle students?" said Hermione cheerfully

The girl with dirty blonde hair ignored Hermione and looked straight at Harry. "Hi Harry…I'm- I'm not sure if you remember us bu-"

"Oh no." said Ginny, standing as she spoke. "I don't care who you are or what you had to do with Harry but he does not have to deal with you or anyone right now."

"But I just wante—" stammered the blonde.

"NO! You can go and tell all your muggle friends to leave Harry alone. Good bye." stated Ginny with a finality that was difficult to argue with.

"Let's go." said Hermione coldly. With that Ron, Hermione, and Ginny stood up. Ron looked over at Harry and dragged him into a standing position.

They left the hall and headed towards the History of Magic classroom. The girls went on ahead a little. Ron slowed him and Harry down just a touch.

"Easy there mate. Didn't get much sleep last night did you? Saw you tossing about." Said Ron. "You really should take a potion for that…can't be all that healthy."

Harry, amazed he even noted what Ron was saying, dumbly nodded.

"Come on, let's catch up to the girls. Maybe you can catch a few winks during History of Magic."

The History of Magic classroom, to their amazement, was open and empty. They took four seats at the back on the left side of the classroom. Ron and Hermione took the seats below while Harry and Ginny took the ones above them. Harry leant against the wall and put his head down on the desk. Ginny was surprised to find him already asleep when she went to ask him a question a moment later. Ginny looked at Ron inquiringly.

"He didn't sleep at all last night. He put a Silent charm around his bed but I could still see him. He forgot to draw his curtains last night. I woke up several times because I could feel him sitting," said Ron sadly.

"And I also, er—kinda spiked his pumpkin juice with some Dreamless Sleep Potion." Added Ron guiltily.

The three still awake fell into a lengthy silence. After a few minutes Hermione angrily broke it.

"It's not fair. Life's so cruel to Harry. First Voldemort and now having to relive his past. Why can't he just have a break?"

They lapsed into silence again just as the first of their fellow classmates entered the class. The magical students were amicably chatting as they took their seats while the muggle students awkwardly stood in the isles and shamelessly stared at the trio's sleeping friend.

"Take a picture. It'll last longer." Said Ginny while giving her best glare, usually reserved only for Deatheaters.

"Yeh! It wouldn't even be a moving picture. Harry would just stay in the frame the entire time. It's be so weird!" added Ron lamely.

The muggles looked at Ron as if he'd just said he was going to go on a date with an elephant.

Dudley and his gang entered, making a loud ruckus as they did so. Hermione mused to herself that while they were the most attention-seeking and obnoxious muggles, they perhaps were the ones who were the most terrified. Hiding their fear under all their bravado…interesting.

"Look at Scarhead!"

"Too freaky to even look at us face to face."

"OI POTTER. WAKEY WAKEY EGGS AND BAKEY"

"Stupid Pothead. Fallin' asleep in class? Smoking one too many I think"

Dudley basked in the ridiculous comments his followers made, having a smug and content look plastered across his hippo sized face.

Ginny stood up angrily.

"SHUT YOUR BLOODY MOUTHS YOU FILTHY MUGGLES. You dare come into our school and say such ridiculous things as that? How did you even get past grade 4 at your school? The five of you have a mental capacity of a teaspoon if those are the best insults you can come up with." Ginny stated.

"Hah," chuckled one of Dudley's friends. "He's got his ginger girlfriend standing up for him 'cause he can't do it himself!"

This sent the other 4 boys into hysterics, but then into absolute terror as Ginny whipped out her wand.

"Hah." Laughed Ginny humourlessly. "If you think Harry needs someone to stand up for him then you are sorely mistaken."

It was at this opportune moment that an adult walked into the classroom. The two offending parties were frozen in a kind of humorous scene. The five muggles looked ready to wet themselves, while Ginny looked murderous.

"Now, now, we can't have any of that!" stated the middle-aged woman. "This is my first day of teaching and I'm not about to have a witch curse some of the highschoolers."

Turning to Ginny she said, "Put the wand away. Whatever happened between you and these dufuses can be settled elsewhere, preferably without resorting to turning them into the dung beetles they truly are."

Amazed at the teacher's thorough understanding of the situation, Ginny tucked her wand back inside her robe.

"And you boys. Sit down where I cannot easily see you. Don't want to be staring at your ugly mugs all day."

Cowed, the boys sat on the opposite side of the room.

She strode to the front of the class and proceeded to write her name on the chalkboard.

"My name is Professor Sagar and I am your new History of Magic Teacher. I am not an ordinary teacher at Hogwarts because unlike the rest of my colleagues I am a muggle."

There was a collective gasp from all the students.

"Yes, yes I know. I didn't even know about the wizarding world until 2 weeks ago. I was going to be a new teacher at Stonewall when Headmistress McGonagall contacted me asking me if I could take over the role of History of Magic teacher. I assume the previous professor departed rather suddenly."

The Hogwarts students chuckled at the joke Sagar had just unknowingly made.

"Yeah," said Ron in a hushed tone. "You could even say that he departed suddenly and came back too quickly" chuckled Ron at his own lame joke.

Hermione elbowed him while keeping her attention transfixed to Sagar.

"Your previous professor left me no notes or lesson plans to work from but I am aware that you've mostly covered Goblin Rebellions and other earlier historical events."

She sighed, "To be perfectly honest I was thrown a book and told to teach you anything. So I have decided to teach the senior students more recent history. The muggle students will have a better understanding of wizards and the Hogwarts students will be able to look at recent history with a critical point of view."

Hermione cautiously raised her hand.

"Professor. When you say recent history, how recent do you actually mean? Approximately 200 years ago? 400?"

"Oh no," corrected Sagar "When I say recent history I mean within the last 100 years. According to several texts the most noteworthy event is the Rise and Fall of The Dark Lord, and apparently that brings us up to this year. We'll be studying figures such as Dumbledore, the Dark Lord and the Boy Who Lived."