8:08AM - Birds still here
One of the birds died last night. Other that that they are fine the others I mean. I can still hear them. All they do is chirp, chirp, and guess what chirp. I slept at my cousins house only to be awoken at seven thirty by my dad's phone call to come home and feed them. It is summer I'm not supposed to wake up until eleven. Man these birds are annoying.
Can't wait till the party on Friday.
I start my service hours on Monday.
Current mood: 
drained
Current music: CHIRPchirpCHIRPchirp
11:59AM - my Fic. I have nowhere else to post it
Back to Hogwarts
Chapter 1- The Return
It was the start of the term at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, but Harry Potter was not arriving as a student. This was his first time returning since his seventh year and he was curious to see how things had changed. He flew his broomstick, a new Nimbus 2006 Silver Edition, to the school grounds then he looked up at the castle reminiscing back to his first year when it had seemed so welcoming. He remembered how he had considered it his home for the past seven years.
Now as he returned he realized how much he missed its secret passages and enchanted rooms. It was nothing like his new muggle house with only enchanted pictures to look at. Which even those he had to hide when ever he had muggles over.
He gathered his thoughts and walked up the front steps into the main hall. Only then did he realize that he was too late for dinner, he knew that he could simply call the house elves later. Harry really wanted to find Professor Dumbledore so he walked into the Great Hall anyway.
“Harry? Look its Harry Potter!” yelled a voice which turned out to be Colin Creevy.
Harry recognized it at once, “Hi Colin.” Then to everyone in the room, “Has anyone seen Professor Dumbledore?”
He heard a chorus of “No’s” and “Not since dinner’s.”
Harry then thought, “Why its after dinner he should be in his office.” Then Harry said “Thank you” and went directly to the statue outside of Dumbledore’s office.
Luckily he found Professor McGonagall reaching the statue as he walked up.
“Er…Hello Professor,” said Harry.
“Harry, Professor Dumbledore has been waiting for you.” She said hurriedly, turning to the statue, “Butterbeer.” Then the passage to Professor Dumbledore’s office opened and revealed the staircase behind it.
Harry stepped onto the familiar staircase as it began to move upward. As he entered the office everything was the same. The same portraits on the wall, that he remembered so well, the same sword, that he had killed the Basilisk with during his second year, the same Sorting Hat, that had placed him in Gryffindor, and the same phoenix, Fawkes, that had supplied his wand’s core and helped him on many other occasions.
Harry looked up and saw Professor Dumbledore. His first question was, “Has the Ministry cleared Sirius yet?”
Dumbledore said, “Yes, Pettigrew gave his real name while under the influence of Veritaserum. He is a free man now Harry.”
“And I am still to stay here and work as the Quidditch Coach while Madame Hooch takes her leave?” asked Harry.
Professor Dumbledore replied, “Yes, but only for three weeks, then you are going to stay at your godfather’s. He just bought a new house.”
“Does he know I made seeker for the Wimbourne Wasps?” asked Harry.
“Yes, he read all about it in the Daily Prophet.” replied Professor Dumbledore.
Thinking of nothing else Harry answered, “Thank you, Professor. I will see you at breakfast.”
“Good night Harry, and remember you are a teacher now.” said Dumbledore as Harry left.
Chapter 2- The Announcement
The next morning Harry woke up elated. He no longer had to share a room since he was not a student anymore. As he dressed in his plain black robes he promised that eh would show no favoritism to any students who previously had been his peers. Harry was glad that today he only taught Ravenclaw and Hufflepuffs giving him time to prepare for the Gryffindors and Slytherins.
As he arrived at the Great Hall for breakfast he knew that his presence was already known. The students in the halls turned to him with small grins. Harry thought, “What do they know?” “Did something happen to Sirius?”
Harry sat down at the Teachers Table for the first time since the Yule Ball in his fourth year. This time he really looked out not only glanced. He was surprised at how different the view of the Hall was. While looking at the House Tables he could see the enchanted ceiling and all of the candles needed to light the hall. He realized how beautiful it really was.
Dumbledore started the meal by saying, “Lets all welcome our new Quidditch Coach…Harry Potter.”
Harry then realized that the grins he had received in the halls had only meant that while the student knew he was there, they had no clue what he was supposed to be doing.
When the food appeared Harry noticed that the food was the exact same as the food he had the year before. “Good,” he thought, “I need some familiarity.”
After breakfast Harry decided to go back to his room because his classes were not until after lunch. Unfortunately he walked all the way up to Gryffindor Tower before he remembered his room was on the fifth floor not in Gryffindor on the seventh.
Luckily everyone was at their first class of the term and no one noticed Harry while he walked back down the stairs to his room laughing to himself. Harry decided to owl his best friends Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley. He wrote Hermione:
Dear Hermione,
In case you have not heard I am seeker for the Wimbourne Wasps. I know you don’t follow Quidditch, but I hope you will come to my games. Right now I am teaching at Hogwarts. I am taking Madame Hooch’s place as Quidditch Coach, only temporarily though, until she returns though which will be in three weeks. Sirius is cleared from all charges and I will be living with him.
See you soon,
Harry
To Ron he wrote:
Dear Ron,
Sorry I could not tell you first, I think the Daily Prophet found out before I did actually. I can hardly believe that I am seeker for the Wimbourne Wasps. I know that I will see you at games. Right now I am at Hogwarts. Can you believe that I am a teacher? I get to teach Quidditch for three weeks while Madame Hooch is away. Sirius hot cleared by the Ministry I get to live with him. He bought a big house and everything.
Talk to you soon,
Harry
Harry walked down to the Owlery and sent Hedwig with the letters. He watched as she flew out of sight. Then he looked at his watch and noticed that it was almost time for his first class. He ran down the Quidditch field to prepare. Harry knew that he would only be teaching flying lessons but he also wanted to explain the rules of the game to anyone who didn’t know.
He had the student stand next to the broomsticks and say up just as he had done his first year. He wondered if he had any students like himself or like Neville. He knew if he did he would be able to handle the situation but he liked to be prepared.
The class ended with no accidents and nothing special happening. Harry laughed and thought, “I guess I am a good teacher, no one fell off of their brooms.”
When he got back to his room after dinner Hermione had already sent her reply.
Dear Harry,
I am so proud of you. Congratulations on being named seeker and of course I will come to all of your games. I miss watching you win at Quidditch. I am glad you told me since I have been missing the Daily Prophet, I had not already heard.
Harry are you really now a Hogwarts teacher? Remember we were only students ourselves last year. Since I believe what you are saying, Harry, don’t favor Gryffindor that won’t be right.
I am so glad that Sirius has been cleared this is what we have been hoping for since our third year. Did he buy a big house? As soon as you move in send me a letter and I will come to visit.
All my love,
Hermione
Current mood: 
creative
9:56PM
i just cannot wait till wednesday. i want to win that sweepstakes and be in the harry potter movie. plus that is the very last day of exams. i am going to be sad next wednesday too the last day i see my friends at school, but i know that we will do many things over the summer.
Current mood: 
amused
Current music: my friend playing the piano over the phone
10:42PM
it is late, but i feel awake so i will go watch lotr extended edition ttyl
Current mood: 
awake
Current music: Jason Mraz in my head
thoughtful
blah
curious
