Woah….

I was trying to find out when I last updated this, when I realized that it was forever.

As in, I haven't updated in forever.

And a whole ton of stuff has changed for me since I last updated, including college, a new social life, and a potentially blossoming relationship.

I'm gonna try and do as many updates as I can during break. This one won't be that long, just something to remind you guys that the story is still here, and I'm writing it again.

And with that, on with the show!

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Hermione's POV

On to Defense against the Dark Arts. The idea that our last teacher was Voldemort had given me quite a scare. I had tried to figure out who the new one was, and found, to my pleasure, that it was the noted wizard, Gildory Lockhart.

I was relieved. Surely a wizard of his admirable talent would be able to sense spells. Maybe he could even help me!

My mind raced ahead, thinking of a time when the two of us could partner up. Surely he would understand my job, and help. I'd have to ask him after class-

Wait! What was I thinking!

My head jerked up, as I glanced around the classroom.

I had been so absorbed in my (frighteningly unrealistic and dangerous) thoughts, that I hadn't even noticed arriving at class.

Why was I fantasizing about Lockhart? Sure he was brilliant and brave and incredibly good looking, and-

Why was my heart beating so quickly and my cheeks flushing?

Ron was glaring over at me, and I realized he must have done something about this.

I needed to clear my head, but the professor's arrival didn't help much with things.

I let out a sigh (which sounded pathetic to my ears) as he commented on how amazing he was.

My mind had an instant repulsion of him. His blatant arrogance… It never sat well with me.

On the other hand, my heart was thumping like crazy, and just his smile made my brain fuzzy.

What was wrong? Surely this was more than just an early bout of hormones kicking in. No way would I have thoughts that jeopardized my mission over someone I didn't know just based off hormones.

I'd have to find out what was wrong.

I heard rattling in the cage.

Shaking my mind free from Lockhart, I did a transparency charm on the cloth covering it (for my eyes only, of course). I saw a small monster inside. While small in size, I knew the beast would be lethal in a classroom of children (even with Professor Lockhart here), and that, although Lockhart would certainly keep it in its cage, Ron would easily let it out. I probably would have trouble fighting it, without any casualties.

So, quickly, I transformed it into a pack of Cornish Pixies.

I then realized that Lockhart would unveil them (probably with much emphasis) only to find the cage not containing what he expected it to hold.

It would be embarrassing.

So, as he began to warn of the dangers of the monster in the cage, I modified his memory, to believe the cage to contain the pixies.

I sat back, relief washing over me. My job was going to be difficult, however, with this new fuzzy brain I got around Lockhart…

Ron's POV

My hands gripped the desk as Lockhart went to unveil the monster I had found in the forest (I had stormed off there after the horrible Great Hall scene).

"It might provoke them!" Lockhart announced.

At first, all I heard was 'them', which threw me off.

Then I noticed the pixies.

Everyone in the class laughed, and I was forced to give a guffaw, even though inside I was baffled.

How had they gotten there? Had Hermione teleported them there and they killed my monster? Had she transformed it?

Lockhart was blathering about how dangerous they were, which really wasn't true.

Though they look like they were struggling in their cage, fighting for freedom, they simply didn't like being caged up.

Once out, they'd be mild and friendly. Pixies are kept as pets in some countries.

But I was able to turn my luck around. I put the murderous mentality of the previous monster on the pixies, and focused it at Harry. Now at least they'd be vicious. Now I had to find a way of getting them out.

It wasn't necessary.

"See what you make of them!"

Hermione's POV

I don't know if it was Ron, or if people were just dumbfounded that Lockhart let the pixies out, but they all just stared.

I was able to process quite a few thoughts.

One: the pixies had an unnatural aggression.

Two: no one was reacting.

Three: Lockhart might not have been expecting this.

Quickly, I threw my books off of my desk, hoping to spur the other students into moving.

It worked, and pandemonium broke out.

I had to find Harry.

A few pixies were heading toward him, with the intent to bring him up to the roof of the classroom (about 25 feet high) and drop him.

I could have done a slow fall charm on him had this happened, but with so many pixies in the way, it was only too possible that it would hit one of them.

Quickly I began blurring their minds, so that they'd attack people other than Harry.

The two grabbed Longbottom, and began dragging him up. When they saw that they didn't have Harry, they hooked him on the chandelier and flew off.

Another one was flying toward Harry, sharp fingernails ready to dig into his scalp.

Think think think!

The best person to transfer their intent would be to someone with longer hair, hair that would tangle their claws, so that they can't go all the way through his skull.

But who nearby has long tangly hair?

Who-

Oh, duh.

Quickly I transfer the spell onto myself, and soon the pixie's claws were entangled.

Harry actually 'came to my rescue' as embarrassing as that sounds, and smacked it off me with a book.

Lockhart began to do a spell.

Just hearing the words shocked me. It was a powerful spell, enough to blast through metal, and impossible to block.

His wand was aimed at Harry.

I didn't know why Lockhart used the spell (Peskipix Yperster Nomis) but I didn't have time to contemplate.

I put a delay charm on the wand, so the spell would shoot a few seconds later.

I turned to move Harry out of the way, but it wasn't necessary after all. The pixies stole Lockhart's wand and the spell went off and few seconds later, severing the chain that held up the giant skeleton above us.

Things were out of hand.

Even Lockhart could see that, and he ducked away into his study.

I mustered up the power for another spell.

"Immobulus!"

Slumping down on the floor, I tried to appear unaffected (a full freeze charm like that drains one, though I couldn't let either boy see how tired it made me).

"Why is it always me?" Neville asked.

I looked over at Harry, who was staring, bright eyed, at the frozen pixies.

You have no idea.

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