Once the class was done, the Professor called him to come and sit at the front row of desks.
He was just sitting down when he heard her say, "Do you need anything, Miss Granger, Miss Greengrass?"
"Errr... No," replied a now blushing Hermione. "We were just waiting for Harry."
The Professor said, "The exam will take about an hour. I suggest you wait for him back at your apartment."
Both witches gave a nod of agreement in return and quickly left.
When he turned back from seeing the girls out it was to see the Professor drop the multi-paged exam on the desk before him. As usual, it was face down.
"You'll need quills, ink and a couple of sheets of blank parchment in case you need to work something out and prefer to see it with your own eyes," she explained. "Once you have those out you may not retrieve anything else from your bag. It must remain on the floor until you are done. Understood?"
"Yes, Professor," he replied, quickly pulling out the necessary stationery.
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Fifty five minutes later Harry sighed, laid his quill down, looked to the professor and said, "Professor? I believe I'm done."
She quickly checked the time, smiled back at him and said, "Very well, Lord Potter. You may go. I believe there are two ladies back in your apartment who are most eager to learn from you how well you believe you did."
Packing his stationery away, he stood, shouldered the satchel and gave the professor a little bow. "Thank you for you efforts in assisting me, Professor."
She smiled again and replied, "You're welcome, Lord Potter. I should be giving you the results at or by dinner, this evening."
He gave another nod, spun about and calmly walked from the room. As he pulled the door shut behind him and headed for the Lords' Quarters, he needed to massage the quill cramp out of his writing hand. He'd written quite a bit.
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Checking the time, himself, he saw that lunch had just started. He hadn't even heard the bell. So decided to hurry a bit.
As he was climbing the stairs from the fourth to fifth floors he met both girls coming back down.
Hermione almost brought both herself and him into tumbling down the stairs when she gave a little girlish 'Squee' and dived at him for a Hermi-Hug. He'd managed to catch them both.
"Easy, Hermione!" he exclaimed. "You nearly had us both tumbling down the stairs."
But, it seemed she hadn't even realised what she'd nearly done or what he said, as she'd already launched into Hermione-babble of old. "How did you do, Harry? Were there any questions you missed? If so, was that because I didn't think to cover them? I'm pretty sure I covered all of them, but I could have been wrong. Did you provide enough information for all the questions? Did you get the names of all the runes right? Oh, I do so hope you did well. It'll be nice to have you in the class with us."
Instead of trying to answer, he just held her in his arm and let her wind herself out. Once she was done, he pushed her away to arms length and looked her dead in the eye.
"I believe I did very well," he calmly replied. "I do not believe there is anything more we could have done preparing me for the exam. I am confident I will be approved for placement in the class. The Professor will let me know before or at dinner. Worrying about it now is pointless. Now, we just wait. It won't be long. Alright?"
With her eyes cast down in embarrassment - she knew she'd slipped back to her old ways - she more calmly replied, "Yes, Harry. Sorry. You're right." Then looked him back in the eye.
His smile back relieved her.
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After lunch they were back in the DADA classroom with a double. Again, they were revising and Harry was having fun. He'd completely forgotten he was waiting for the results of the exam.
And the class was over even faster than he anticipated.
As they walked out, again with Neville accompanying them, he looked to Hermione and said, "That was fun!"
Neville chuckled and said, "Yeah, it was. Dad had me revising a lot of my work as an attempt at helping me get control of my magic before school restarted."
"Oh?" Harry smirked. "So, what happened in Charms, then?"
The boy blushed and led them off to one side. He quickly looked about to see if they'd be overheard and leaned in. Quietly, he said, "Believe it or not, that was deliberate." And grinned.
Hermione stared at him in shock as Harry let loose a big belly laugh.
Once he'd managed to calm down again, he leaned in himself and said, "You did that, to show everyone you're not really a squib, after all. Didn't you?"
Neville grinned back and said, "Guilty."
That had Harry laughing again as Hermione laid 'girly' punches on Neville's arm. "That wasn't nice!" she said.
Again having to fend off getting hit, he explained, "It wasn't my intention you'd get hit, Hermione. That part was an accident."
She gave him a glared frown of, 'I'm still not happy with you,' but dropped it.
Thinking for a bit, Harry asked, "Hey, Nev. Wanna grab your two girls and meet Hermione and me in the library for some research and assignments?"
Though Hermione was surprised, she didn't say anything. However, Neville smiled and replied, "Actually, that was already our plan. Coming out of the apartment to join us lesser folk?"
Harry just blew him a raspberry in retaliation.
As they began to head to the library, Hermione asked, "Where will they meet us?"
Neville replied, "In the library."
Hermione, a little worried, said, "I need to go up to the apartment to collect my assignments."
"Is there some place you keep them?" asked Harry.
"Yes, on my tallboy," she replied.
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