I thought the movie was AWSOME but that was kind of weird when Ginny said that but she is still my favorite. Bellatrix was cool too but she mad BECAUSE SHE IS IN LOVE WITH MOLDY VOLDY. Also I liked the part in the lake where Harry was getting water for Dumbledore and Harry was grabbed by the corpse and dragged into the the lake. I JUMPED AND THE PEOPLE BY ME DID TOO and then I looked at my sister Hannah, yes this Hannah, and started to laugh. I thought Ginnys pygmepuff was soooooooooooooo cute.

yeah the boy friend girlfriend stuff was a little over the top the inferri were cool though!

((DADA is on the third floor, not the sixth. Sorry! Sorry! I will try not to nitpick anymore! I promise!))

Bellatrix hesitated before entering the classroom. It was rather dark inside, the shutters shut tight save for one at the head of the room. She took a quick breath and stepped inside.

She had just taken a seat near the front of the classroom when a door opened and the new professor (or at least, she assumed it was the new professor) fairly glided into the room. Bellatrix perked up a bit.

He was tall, pale, with a shock of black hair and eyes that seemed to glow red in the dim light. A few Griffindors walked into the room and one of them gasped and dropped her books. Bellatrix allowed herself a smirk, as did the professor.

The rest of the class filtered in and the professor, with a lazy wave of his wand, lit a multitude of candles placed around the room. Golden, flickering light illuminated the classroom, casting eerie shadows in the corner.

Lucius, having flopped lazily into a seat across the aisle from Bellatrix, shot her a glance that said, "interesting so far, eh?".

She grinned in response.

The professor, whose back had been towards the class, turned abruptly. A few students sitting in the front row jumped back as his red eyes lit on them. Bellatrix thought she saw a flicker of amusement pass over his face. 

He started with roll, then moved straight on to a quiet, "Afternoon. As I was... detained... and unable to make the start-of-term feast, most of you are no doubt wondering who I am." He tilted his head to one side, studying the group, as a smattering of yeses and nods rose from the crowd.

He let out a sigh, turned to run his spidery fingers along the edge of his desk. Bellatrix felt a shiver run up her spine, for reasons she couldn't articulate. "I am... Professor... Tom Riddle," he said quietly, with the slightest of hesitation over the word "professor". "Though I am better known, outside of Hogwarts, as Voldemort."

A whisper raced through the classroom, echoed by another thrill up Bellatrix's spine.

"To you, however, Headmaster Dumbledore requested that I be known as Riddle." He paused, frowning. "Can't imagine why." Then, abruptly, "Turn in your books to page six. You have twenty minutes to read the chapter- should be more than enough- following which you shall divide into pairs and attempt-" and he laid heavy emphasis on the word attempt- "-to put the methods detailed in the chapter to practice. Silently, of course." He whirled around the desk to sit, gracefully, in a rather throne-like chair. "Begin."

The only sound in the room was the rustle of pages.

((Wee! This'll be great fun!))