I'm back with another chapter!

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Dipper's POV

When I entered the Great Hall for breakfast thenext day, the first thing I saw was Draco Malfoy, who seemed to be entertaining a large group of Slytherins with a very funny story. As Harry, Ron & Hermione passed, Malfoy did a ridiculous impression of a swooning fit and there was a roar of laughter.

"Ignore him," said Hermione, who was right behind Harry. "Just ignore him, it's not worth it..."

"Hey, Potter!" A Slytherin girl with a face like a pug shrieked. "Potter! The Dementors are coming, Potter! Woooooooooo!"

Harry dropped into a seat at the Gryffindor table, next to a boy who seems to be Ron's older brother.

"New third-year course schedules." He said, passing then, over. "What's up with you, Harry?"

"Malfoy," Ronsaid, sitting down on his brother's other side and glaring over at the Slytherin table.

He looked up in time to see Malfoy pretending to faint with terror again.

"That little git." He said calmly. "He wasn't so cocky last night when the Dementors were down at our end of the train. Came running into our compartment, didn't he, Fred?"

"Nearly wet himself."'Fred', another of Ron's older brothers & twin of the previous one, said, with a contemptuous glance at Malfoy.

"I wasn't too happy myself," The first guy said. "They're horrible things, those Dementors..."

"Sort of freeze your insides, don't they?" said Fred.

"You didn't pass out, though, did you?" said Harry in a low voice.

"Forget it, Harry." Fred's twinsaid  bracingly. "Dad had to go out to Azkaban one time, remember, Fred? And he said it was the worst place he'd ever been, he came back all weak and shaking...They suck the happiness out of a place, Dementors. Most of the prisoners go mad in there."

"Anyway, we'll see how happy Malfoy looks after our first Quidditch match." Fred said. "Gryffindor vs Slytherin, first game of the season, remember?"

Harry's POV

"Hey! Malfoy! What did I tell you yesterday!?" An irritated voice said.

We all turned around to see Mason confronting Malfoy and his group.

"It's the exchange student." George whispered. "What's he doing?"

"Standing up for his friends, I suppose. We became friends on the train yesterday." Hermione responded.

"And what are you gonna do about it, huh!?" Malfoy suddenly said in a mocking tone. Mason immediately pulled him closer & whispered something in his ear. I'm pretty sure Mason's eyes flashed red for a second. Meanwhile, Malfoy's face turned pale, well, paler than usual. Alcor pushed Malfoy away, grabbed some food & sat down next to us.

"Geez. No wonder you guys hate Slytherin." Alcor said.

"Uh... We usually sit with our houses..." Fred said.

"But is not obligatory, am I right?" Mason said. "I really don't wanna sit with those insolent brats."

"Woah, woah, woah,... You are in Slytherin yet you hate it?" George asked, surprised.

"I don't hate the house. I hate most of the students in the house. They are just a bunch of racist fucks." Mason responded.

"So, we heard you are friends with Harry..." Fred said.

"Yeah. We met on the train yesterday. I suppose you two are Ron's brothers?" Alcor said, turning to Fred & George.

"I'm Gred." Fred said.

"And I'm Feorge." George said.

"So Fred & George. Got it." Mason simply stated. "I've heard about you two. The infamous Weasley twins. The two biggest pranksters around here."

"Thank you for your compliment." Fred bowed.

"Never thought that our reputation was that good." George said, looking very proud of himself.

"Welp. I guess you learn something new everyday." Mason replied.

I turned to Hermione to see she was examining her new schedule.

"Ooh, good, we're starting some new subjects today," she said happily.

"Hermione." Ron said, frowning as he looked over her shoulder, "They've messed up your timetable. Look... they've got you down for about ten subjects a day. There isn't enough time."

"I'll manage. I've fixed it all with Professor McGonagall."

"But look," Ron said, laughing, "see this morning? Nine o'clock, Divination. And underneath, nine o'clock, Muggle Studies. And..." Ron leaned closer to the timetable, disbelieving, "Look underneath that, Arithmancy, nine o'clock. I mean, I know you're good, Hermione, but no one's that good. How're you supposed to be in three classes at once?"

"Don't be silly," Hermione shortlysaid. "Of course I won't be in three classes at once."

"Yeah. Unless she can duplicate herself, using a mysterious haunted broken photocopy machine or not, or maybe travel back in time, there's no way she can be in three classes at once." Alcor said.

"Well then..." Ron started but was interrupted by Hermione.

"Pass the marmalade." She said.

"But..."

"Oh, Ron, what's it to you if my timetable's a bit full?" Hermione snapped. "I told you, I've fixed it all with Professor McGonagall."

Just then, Hagrid entered the Great Hall. He was wearing his long moleskin overcoat and was absent-mindedly swinging a dead polecat from one enormous hand.

"All righ'?" he said eagerly, pausing on his way to the staff table. "Yer in my firs' ever lesson! Right after lunch! Bin up since five getting' everthin' ready...hope it's OK...me, a teacher...hones'ly..."

He grinned broadly at them and headed off to the staff table, still swinging the polecat.

"Wonder what he's been getting ready?" said Ron, a note of anxiety in his voice.

The Hall was starting to empty as people headed off towards their first lesson. Ron checked his schedule.

"We'd better go, look, Divination's at the top of North Tower. It'll take us ten minutes to get there..."

"Yeah. See you guys around." Mason said as he finished his breakfast. "Now I gotta find where the heck the Ancient Runes class is."

And with that, Mason stood up and left...

"Oh, and Harry." Mason suddenly stopped & turned to me. "Don't worry about what that spoiled brat says. I'll take care of him later." And he walked out of the Entrance Hall.

We finished breakfast hastily, said goodbye to Fred and George and walked back through the hall. As we passed the Slytherin table, Malfoy did yet another impression of a fainting fit. The shouts of laughter followed me into the Entrance Hall. Looks like

Dipper's POV

A Time-Turner, huh?

I-Is it really safe to let a student use an object as dangerous as that? Sh-She could easily damage the fabric of space-time with it.

I don't really think Hermione is that irresponsible. I mean, Professor Mcgonagall was able to convince the authorities to let her use it so... I mentally said.

Meh. I think the Tardis is a way better choice. Time-Turners can only travel a couple hours, a bit over a day at most, while the Tardis can travel way way further.

She only needs to travel back a couple hours. Besides, Tardis are way bigger and way more inconvenience if you use it in school & you wanna keep it a secret.

Whatever.

I sighed. Bill is sometimes is so hopeless.

Now, does anyone knows how to get to Ancient Runes?

I-I do.

Okay. Lead the way.

This way.

Will led away & I followed him. Bill was still making jokes and remarks about how better the Tardis is compared to Time-Turners until we reached the Ancient Runes class.

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And that's the end of this chapter. I don't think I will be able to update much this year, considering that I'm in grade 9 & there's going to be lots of homework & exams, including the entrance exam to senior high, coming my way. I'll try to update as much as possible during the first weeks of school when I don't have much homework yet. After that I will probably stop updating for almost a year.

Chess_Cat is out! Peace!