Chapter 4
When Harry was called for the selection the whole great hall grew so quiet that one couldn't hear a single breaf, all of that in anticipation for the selection.
"HUFFLEPUFF!" Said the hat.
Once again the great hallwas in deep silence while Harry stood up and walked toward the table of his new house. Meanwhile whispers of 'the boy wo lived becoming a puff' where heard here and there.
The selection of the new students continued and come to a close before the headmaster got up, said s few words and everyone started dinning.
For the dinner Harry saw everything he wanted to eat at the Dursley's house but wasn't allowed to, even if they didn'tstrved him. Never before he eat so much and sucha delicious food, without mentioning the dessert which he was never alowed to taste. What harry didn't like was hia scar hurting when looking at a couple of teachers at the staff table.
Once all the food and dessert had disappeared from de house tables de headmaster got up once again for the announcements of the beginning of the year, including some new staff presentations. After that the prefects caled the first years to show the way towards the common room.
At the common room, the prefects give the first years a brief explanation of the rules of Hufflepuff House before presenting them to their rooms, which where either double or triple rooms due the even numbers of students. Being placed with Ernie MacMillan Harry soon began to unpack his lugage for the night.
The next day began early for Harry, but not because he had to prepare breach for the Dursleys, but because he was anxious about his first day of classes, even without knowing what classes he'll take today.
"Good morning!" Said an older boy as Harry entered the common room.
"Good morning!" Answered Harry.
"Ready for your clsses?"
"Anxious? Yes, but no ready as I don't know what they are."
"Then take a look here." Said the boy pointing for the notice board.
After thanking the boy, Harry returned to his room and packed for the day making some noise what woke Ernie. Few words later and he was as well paking for the day and both of them heading for the breakfast.
As for the classes they where either full of theory or practical on the first day and yet looked perfectly normal, except for a cat transforming into professor McGonagall at their first transfiguration class at the morning.
All in all the first week of classes was running without much incidents, with each class having their good and bad sides, being it either the stuttering of a professor or the complete lack of emotion control of another.
The actual problem, if it was one, was the Potions class where professor Snape started by asking a few complicated questions to Harry, possibly trying to make a fool of the boy, but luckily he remembered reading a few answers in his book. Lately they brewed a simpe potion, without as much as a single instruction from their teacher, but somehow without any accidents.
After Potion classes entered into a strange rhythm.
That lasted until their first Flying Class where everyone from Hufflepuff and Raveclaw where outside the castle.
"I want each one of you to stay beside a broom." Said the professor. "And then, placin your right hand over said in clear voice 'UP'."
All the class said the word in unison, some brooms jumped straight to the hand of the students, Harry included, some moved lazily on the ground some others give no movement at all. A few tries latter and everyone was set to begin.
"Now, mount on your broom holding it firmly and on my call give a firm push to the ground."
With a few more instructions and exercises Harry started to feel natural to flying. He practically feel in love with the feeling of freedom given to him by the wind in his face. Even with the poor response from the school broom he was feeling alive, free, he was feeling himself.