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Chapter 5: A Bad Day

Monday, September 2nd, 1991

Harry woke up early the next morning and after taking care of his bathroom needs he opened his trunk to put his books in his bag for the day and saw the package that Sirius had given him. With talking to his dorm mates last night he'd forgotten it. He opened it up and there was a mirror inside. What was Padfoot playing at? He wasn't some girl that needed to freshen up every five minutes. There wasn't a note. Or was there? He grabbed the wrapping and said, "I solemnly swear I am up to no good."

Hey Pup,

The mirror in your hand is a communication mirror. Your dad and I first created them so we could talk when we were in separate detentions. I made some new ones and now you can talk to me, your dad and Jamie anytime you want. You just need to call the name of the person you want to talk to. If you need to talk to your mum just ask your dad. I didn't give her a mirror because you know how she is about me dragging you into our "Marauder foolishness". Call me whenever you like, but I told Jamie to expect your call first. Don't forget to try and find the map. And I want to hear that you pulled your first prank soon. Don't worry about your mum. I'll protect you from her.

Have fun
Padfoot

'Like he'd even last a minute against Mum.' thought Harry before remembering that he was supposed to open this last night.

He grabbed hold of the mirror and said, "Jamie.", and Jamie's face came into the mirror.

"I waited forever last night. Why didn't you call?" asked Jamie.

"I'm sorry. I forgot and just found out about the mirror this morning. How late were you up?" asked Harry.

"I was up past midnight waiting for you. Dad said that you owe me one free prank for making me wait." said Jamie.

"That's not fair." said Harry.

"He even said he'd help me make it a good one." said Jamie.

"That's really not fair. My dorm mates are starting to get up. I'll talk to you tonight." said Harry.

"You promise?" asked Jamie.

"I promise, Jamie. I miss you." said Harry.

"I miss you too. Find some way to turn little Miss Susie's robes all pink. You know how much she hates that color." said Jamie.

"I will. Bye." said Harry putting the mirror in one of his robe pockets.

Harry headed down to breakfast and got his schedule. It was going to be hard acting like he didn't know the lessons already, but Dumbledore thought it would be best to not let anyone know. Even the other professors. Harry had agreed that he wouldn't show off, but he was still going to ace his tests and would pretend to get the spells wrong a couple times before doing it right.

When he finished breakfast he went to Transfiguration and was the first one there. He took a seat at the front of the classroom. Professor McGonagall came in the classroom and walked up to him.

"Mr. Potter, I've been able to surprise every first year class for the last 30 years. If you warn anyone of what you know I swear I'll make sure you are caught doing every prank your father and his mutt want you to do. Do we have an understanding?" asked Professor McGonagall.

"I don't know how Padfoot would take being called a mutt, but yes, Professor." said Harry.

"Good." said Professor McGonagall before transforming into a cat and jumping onto the desk.

A bushy haired girl came walking into the classroom and looked offended that she wasn't the first one there. Harry didn't know why, but she looked kind of cute being upset. She sat down at the back of the classroom and looked very uncomfortable like she'd never been in the back of a classroom ever.

"You can come and sit with me. I promise I don't bite." said Harry.

She got up and took the seat next to him without saying anything.

"I'm Harry Potter." said Harry.

Hermione proceeded to just stare ahead as some more students started coming in.

"Do you have a name or do I have to make one up for you?" asked Harry.

"My name is Hermione Granger." said Hermione huffily.

"Is there a reason why you are being so rude?" asked Harry starting to get irritated.

"I just don't see the point in talking to you." said Hermione.

Harry had enough and pulled his wand out and pointed it at Hermione and turned her robes and hair pink.

"Mr. Potter!" yelled Professor McGonagall after changing back while the students laughed.

"I wonder who had first class in the betting pool back home." said Susan laughing.

"Harry you really need to come up with a better prank. Pink isn't very manly." said Hannah which earned her the same look as Hermione. He even changed her hair to match which made the class laugh harder.

"Silence!" yelled Professor McGonagall. "Ten points from Gryffindor, Mr. Potter Change them back and see me after your last class today."

"But, Professor, she…" started Harry.

"Now, Mr. Potter!" said Professor McGonagall firmly.

Harry did as he was told and saw that Hermione had tears running down her cheeks.

"Now class, Transfiguration is one of the most complex and dangerous types of magic. Anyone caught messing around in this class will be asked to leave and not come back. Understood?" asked Professor McGonagall looking at Harry.

"Yes, Professor." said the whole class.

"Mr. Potter, please hand out these matchsticks." said Professor McGonagall.

Harry handed the matchsticks out and sat back down and listened to Professor McGonagall explain how to do the spell to make the matchstick change into the needle. Harry's focus started to go away from what Professor McGonagall was saying to his own thoughts. Why was Hermione so standoffish? He hadn't said anything mean to her. Also why did he get mad at her dismissal?

"Mr. Potter. Are you going to make an attempt?" asked Professor McGonagall.

"What?" asked Harry distractedly.

"Your match, Mr. Potter." said Professor McGonagall.

"Oh, yeah." said Harry waving his hand over it causing it to immediately change to a needle.

"That was amazing, Mr. Potter. Ten points to Gryffindor." said Professor McGonagall.

"How did you do that?" asked Hermione.

"I don't see the point in telling you." said Harry.

Harry didn't think anyone else saw him as they were paying attention to transfiguring their own matchsticks, but it was still a big mistake. He needed to make sure it didn't happen again.

Class ended and everyone packed up and headed to Charms. In Charms, Hermione sat next to him again for whatever reason. He made sure to use his wand and the incantation when performing the Lumos Charm.

History of Magic was the last class before lunch and he sighed when Hermione took the seat next to him again, but he didn't want to get in anymore trouble so he didn't say anything. He managed to stay awake during the class, but decided that the other students had the right idea and he'd probably take a nap from tomorrow on.

Harry started filling his plate right after sitting down at the Gryffindor Table. He didn't see who sat next to him, but he knew who it was.

"Why do you keep sitting next to me? You were rude and because of that I am going to probably be in detention till end of third year." said Harry.

"Punishments can't transfer from one year to the next. It says so in Hogwarts, a History." said Hermione.

"What!?" asked Harry feeling like he was going to have a migraine.

"Mr. Potter. I think you should come up to my office." said Dumbledore.

Harry looked away from Hermione and noticed that the dishes on the Gryffindor Table were shaking.

"Of course, sir." said Harry.

Harry followed the Headmaster to his office.

"What's wrong, Harry?" asked Dumbledore.

"I don't know, Grandpa. There's something about her that just bugs me." said Harry.

"Professor McGonagall told me about your interaction with her in her class. Were your Occlumency shields up at the time?" asked Dumbledore.

"Of course. I always have them up." said Harry.

"What were you thinking when you first saw her?" asked Dumbledore.

"Grandpa." whined Harry not wanting to tell him.

"This is important, Harry." said Dumbledore.

"I thought she looked cute. Especially when she got upset that she wasn't the first one in the classroom. I asked her to sit with me and tried talking to her, but she was rude." said Harry.

"And your anger started to build up." said Dumbledore.

"It was more like irritation, but yeah." said Harry.

"I think your initial thoughts about Miss Granger caused you to lower your shields without knowing it and that allowed your irritation at her rudeness to go unchecked which then resulted in you reacting like the eleven year old you are. Might I suggest that for any future pranks that you forgo using Jamie's signature spell. It'll make it easier for me to pretend that I don't know it was you. However, I disagree with Miss Abbott. I think pink is very manly." said Dumbledore.

Harry told Professor Dumbledore about a prank idea he had.

"I'll just have to forget that I heard what you just said. Now onto important matters. Professor McGonagall showed me the memory of your class and you made two mistakes that can't really be explained away. You did not vocalize the spells when you changed Miss Granger or Miss Abbott and you wandlessly transfigured your match. I told Professor McGonagall that it was up to you whether you tell her what's going on or not." said Dumbledore.

"Do you think I should?" asked Harry.

"I believe her to be trustworthy. Just be careful not to slip again." said Dumbledore.

"What about Hermione? She saw me transfigure the match also and she won't leave me alone." said Harry.

"You wanted to befriend her at first. Find out why she reacted to you like that and apologize for the prank. When she brings up the transfiguration tell her it was accidental magic because you were frustrated." said Dumbledore.

"I'll do that." said Harry.

"I'm sorry I took you away from your lunch. If you hurry you'll make it to your next class. Make sure you eat a big dinner tonight." said Dumbledore.

"I will, Grandpa." said Harry before leaving.

Harry made it to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom just in time and saw that Hermione saved him a seat. He sat down next to her and listened to Professor Quirrell stutter through the explanation about the Knockback Jinx before having them pair up and practice.

When class ended Harry asked Hermione, "If you're going to want to be by me in Herbology as well why don't you walk to class with me?"

"Ok, Harry." said Hermione.

"Why were you so standoffish with me in Transfiguration?" asked Harry.

"Nobody ever has wanted to have a normal conversation with me and I thought you would be the same. I didn't see the point in talking to you for you to just end up treating me like everyone else has." said Hermione.

"You shouldn't just assume that people are going to act a way because of how others did." said Harry.

"You sound like my mother." said Hermione. "Just out of curiosity what name were you going to give me?"

"I don't know. Curly, maybe." said Harry.

"How original." said Hermione sarcastically.

They made it to the Greenhouses and waited outside for Professor Sprout.

"I'm sorry about turning your hair and robes pink." said Harry.

"It's ok. I was rude to you, but why pink?" asked Hermione.

"It's my best friend Jamie's favorite way to get back at someone who makes her mad. It's mostly her stepsister Susan who is her victim and Susan hates the color pink. In fact I'm supposed to make all of Susan's robes pink for Jamie soon." said Harry.

"Will you tell me how you transfigured the match?" asked Hermione.

Harry looked into Hermione's eyes and felt like he couldn't lie to her so he decided to tell her the truth without revealing that he had Voldemort's memories.

"I'll tell you after my meeting with Professor McGonagall, but it'll have to be in private." said Harry.

The only good thing about Herbology is that they didn't have to touch any of the plants on the first day. After listening to Professor Sprout talk about dirt, Harry and Hermione went to Potions class.

Harry knew that Professor Snape wouldn't like him based on what his dad, Padfoot and Moony told him. All three of them were wrong. Professor Snape hated him. Harry lost points for not paying attention when he was taking notes. Then he had to answer questions that were above first year knowledge. He then lost points when Neville melted his cauldron. Overall his first day at Hogwarts wasn't good.

Harry told Professor McGonagall everything and she promised that she'd keep his secret and that if he needed anyone to talk to that he could always come to her. When he left her office Hermione was waiting for him. He explained that he had been able to do wandless magic since he was nine. Hermione asked if he could teach her and he said that he might be able to teach her some spells, but that he really didn't know how he could do wandless magic.

After having a big dinner like he promised Dumbledore, Harry went to his dorm and got dressed in his pajamas, laid down and closed the curtains around his bed. Holding the mirror he called, "Jamie."

"How was your first day of classes?" asked Jamie.

"I really wish you had been here with me today." said Harry.

"What happened?" asked Jamie.

Harry told her everything that happened.

"At least I think Hermione's going to be a good friend." said Harry.

"Is she prettier than me?" asked Jamie.

"Nobody's prettier than you, Jamie." said Harry.

"Awww. You know exactly what I want to hear, Harry." said Jamie.

"I'm getting tired, Jamie. I'll talk to you tomorrow." said Harry.

"Goodnight, Harry." said Jamie.

"Goodnight, Jamie." said Harry.

Author's Note: Small note here just as an FYI. Jamie is not a self insert in case anyone is wondering. Jamie Lily Black is named for James and Lily of course. Thank you to everyone for reading and to those who have favorited, followed and reviewed. If you haven't please favorite, follow and leave a review to let me know what you think.