Ryan spent the following 2 days in the hospital wing healing he had a great many visitors he was rather popular and well liked because of his goofy antics and helpful nature. all of his small group of friends visited him rather frequently including hermione from that moment on, Hermione Granger became their friend. There are some things you can't share without ending up liking each other, and killing off a twelve-foot mountain troll is one of them and to an 11 year old girl with no friends it was like a knight in shining armor and come and swept her off her feet just like her story books. Ryan had received his first of what many people called a hermi-hug nearly rebroke his ribs but it was pleasant. she was thrilled to have new friends the group was now Ryan Harry Luna Daphne Tonks Neville and Hermione.
As they entered November, the weather turned very cold. The mountains around the school became icy gray and the lake like chilled steel. Every morning the ground was covered in frost. Hagrid could be seen from the upstairs windows defrosting broomsticks on the Quidditch field, bundled up in a long moleskin overcoat, rabbit fur gloves, and enormous beaverskin boots.
Ryan had convinced the entire group to do morning exercises and 1 hour study sessions before bed. It was going well Harry was a a genius in hands on learning for combat he took to it like a fish in water he also started to sprout a few inches and bulk up some. Ryan had been slipping him nutrient potions to help fix all the damage that was done from malnutrition he had confirmed with madam pomfrey that they do indeed have magic to fix eyesight but she didn't know how to use it. Harry would be able to go see a specialist at St Mungos and have it done in as little as 20 minutes. he would either have to do it some summer or request for a trip with a teacher. overall though he was looking much better though he was confused why he always felt like he was starving all the time now and eating like Ron. Nevilles wand was a bit of a problem. it just didn't suit him at all because it was his father's wand from what I can tell having a bad wand is like trying to force magic out of a brick while a good wand was trying to force it out of a hose. I have decided to consult professor McGonagall who agreed with me and brought Neville in for a chat next week they were going to go and get him a new wand I suggested bringing Harry for his eyesight as well and she agreed probably because quidditch matches were coming up and she wanted to win. now onto Tonks she was doing rather well the only problem was her clumsiness cause being a metmorphmagus her body was alway shifting throwing off her balance I have yet to find a fix for this but I'll keep looking I just have her do everything I do she loves it we have started dueling the combat dummies I have in my arena for basic practice everyone was doing well I taught the basic protego shield charm and stupefy for stunning and the disarming spell. Luna was still Luna always happy go lucky and undefeated in combat damn seers. I have given everyone a book on basic occulmency and told them to start practicing before sleep Daphne already knew how and was okay hermione loves anything that involves books so she was all for it as well everything was going swimmingly. she lost her mind at my trunk library and I had to almost banish her out magically so she would leave I already expected this I mean some of the books in there are more than a thousand years old I had to make her promise to behave and follow some simple rules to be able to use my library the classic carrot and stick. I explained to her some things about why she couldn't get friends and what she was doing wrong in class. I told her not to raise her hand for every single thing because teachers use that to judge how many people know the material and use that to ask questions and help teach. she relented and got the point and I told her to not raise her hand more than 3 times each class. I also explained some of the complaints I've heard from teachers like how when they assigned essays at 1 foot she would write 3 feet. she was confused about why this was wrong I told her it's because if you can't simply fill out the assigned size then you probably don't know the material good enough and it simply makes more work for the teachers again she agreed and we laid down some rules. moving on. On Saturday, Harry would be playing in his first match after weeks of training: Gryffindor versus Slytherin. If Gryffindor won, they would move up into second place in the house championshipIt was really lucky that Harry now had friends. He didn't know how he'd have gotten through all his homework without them, what with all the last-minute Quidditch practice Wood was making them do he was a Quidditch slavedriver. Hermione had become a bit more relaxed about breaking rules since they had saved her from the mountain troll, and she was much nicer for it. The day before Harry's first Quidditch match the group of them were out in the freezing courtyard during break, and she had conjured them up a bright blue fire that could be carried around in a jam jar. They were standing with their backs to it, getting warm, when Snape crossed the yard. Harry noticed at once that Snape was limping. they all moved closer together to block the fire from view; they were sure it wouldn't be allowed. Unfortunately, something about their guilty faces caught Snape's eye. He limped over. He hadn't seen the fire, but he seemed to be looking for a reason to tell them off anyway. "What's that you've got there, Potter?"
It was Quidditch Through the Ages. Harry showed him. "Library books are not to be taken outside the school," said Snape. "Give it to me. Five points from Gryffindor." Ryan inwardly thought man he makes it hard for people not to think of him as a villain."He's just made that rule up," Harry muttered angrily as Snape limped away. "Wonder what's wrong with his leg?" "Stubbed toe" Ryan replied they all just looked at him then turned away ignoring him. The Gryffindor common room was very noisy that evening so they headed to the trunk for some quiet review time. Hermione was checking their Charms homework for them. She would never let them copy ("How will you learn?"), but by asking her to read it through, they got the right answers anyway.
Harry felt restless. He wanted Quidditch Through the Ages back, to take his mind off his nerves about tomorrow. Why should he be afraid of Snape? Getting up, he told them he was going to ask Snape if he could have it. They all just shrugged and let him do what he wanted. He left and they proceeded to go through all the homework until it came to history of magic and hermione was practically shouting at him to do it right his paper was just little doodles of goblins fighting other goblins with overly drawn combat scenes. she was upset that he apparently hadn't payed attention to class one single time she asked him what he knew about the class he gave his brightest smile and said with utmost confidence. "absolutely nothing" when she tried to take his paper to help him write a real one he refused. she was ready to pull her hair out the other kids just looked at her in pity. later Harry came back saying that he had overheard Snape talking about fluffy "You know what this means?" he finished breathlessly. "He tried to get past that three-headed dog at Halloween! He's after whatever it's guarding! And I'd bet my broomstick he let that troll in, to make a diversion.Luna was extra sad she hadn't gotten to walk fluffy yet and I told her quietly I'd ask Hagrid later to let her play ball but fluffy can't go out right now cause he's working she reluctantly agreed. Hermione's eyes were wide.
"No -- he wouldn't, she said. "I know he's not very nice, but he wouldn't try and steal something Dumbledore was keeping safe." Harry went to bed with his head buzzing with so many questions. He tried to empty his mind -- he needed to sleep, he had to, he had his first Quidditch match in a few hours - but the expression on Snape's face when Harry had seen his leg wasn't easy to forget. Ryan paid it no mind after all its better to let him run along with his own thinking than to waste his time trying to change his mind Harry is known to be rather stubborn about things.