A/N: In this Particular story just try to pretend Slughorn doesnt exist and that the DF post is un filled and on temporary hiatus, kind of like blink 182. And please, R&R! Thank you, please continue demonstrating your mad reading skills.

Taming The Loner

Chapter 1

"I'm bored," said Ron as he slowly chewed the same piece of bacon over and over.

"Me too," said Harry as he turned the happy face he had made with his bacon and eggs into a sad face.

"Me three," said Hermione throwing down the Daily Prophet with its usual shot of Harry splashed across the cover. "Its like, every year we've been here, something crazy and unexpected has happened, and there were events leading up to that point. This year, nothing is happening! I mean sure, Voldies back but that's old news, and Harry has his little meetings with Dumbledore, but those only happen every once in a while."

"Well there is Malfoy crying in the girls room," said Ron

"Well yeah," retorted Hermione, "but he is such a complete mamas boy that this was only to be expected sooner or later. I'm so bored, I almost want to go break some rules just for the rush of it! Almost." she added spotting the look of interest on Ron's face.

It was a morning like any other morning in the Great Hall. Students wandered in at their own pace, looking tired and eating slowly. The heads of house all rose from the staff table to hand out today's schedules.

Harry sighed. He had finally turned 16 as were Ron and Hermione. In the muggle world, this would mean getting your drivers license and putting friends, family and all the roads inhabitants' lives at risk in correspondence with you mediocre driving skills. Much to Harry's dismay however, in the wizarding world, 16 simply meant that you were almost of age. Almost. To make matters worse, Hermione was entirely accurate on her feelings towards their current year at Hogwarts. They were extremely bored, and the worst part was, it was still September.

Harry, Ron and Hermione took their class schedules from Macgonagall as she strolled along side the Gryfindor table. He looked down at it. First class was double potions with the Slytherins. He heard annoyed sighs come from every sixth year at the table. The worst part about today was that it was Wednesday. No weekend for two days, and nothing to look forward to during potions. Harry glanced up at the staff table.

"What do you thinks riding up his ass?"

Hermione and Ron, who were both wallowing in their self pity, looked up to see Harry was staring at Snape, who wore an expression or utmost loathing.

"Reckon he's probably just taken a look at his class schedule and seen that his first class is double potions with us miserable brats." said Ron. Harry looked deep in thought.

"No", said Hermione sitting up a little, "he been looking rather angry and bored since the start of year feast."

"Well, its god to know someone is on the same page, even if it is the king of grease…"

"I just don't get it!" said Harry suddenly.

"Don't get what?" said Hermione, "If its about astronomy again forget it, if your too stupid to see a star then there truly is no hope for Humanity!"

"Not that! Its just, how can someone be so unhopeful, angry and bored all the time? I mean, yeah we're in the same boat right now but we hardly have been fo very long, and Snape is like this every day without fail! All the other teachers seem fine, like they alt least have lives! But this guy, he just seems to be such a…"

"Loner?" answered Hermione Helpfully.

"Yeah! You would think with a temper like his he'd be out doing some thing on a Friday night, like partying or at least having a few beers! But no! He just stays at school with his detention students and ruins their weekends instead! There must be some reason, some reason he never goes anywhere…"

"Maybe he has no friends," said Ron.

"Maybe he is addicted to porno," said Hermione.

"Hermione!"

"What? I heard they never leave the house and he never leaves, its only fitting!"

'Or maybe," said Harry, "just maybe, we can use this as a reson to go snooping and stop being bored."

Harry Ron and Hermione stared at each other for a moment.

"Sounds good to me mate!"

"Yeah, normally I would be against such unmeaningful nosiness, but in light of recent events, or lack thereof, I'm all for it."

"Great then!" said Harry, as the three of them stood up from the table, "We'll start right away in potions by telling a few jokes and seeing if we cant get a rise out of him! Alright team, hands, on three, one, two, three, TRIO!!!!" they shouted in unison.

So it has begun, thought Harry as the three of them set off for potions.

Operation: Taming the Loner