~Defence against the Dark Arts~

On Monday morning, October 20th, Harry woke up as the alarm went off. //Another boring morning in this dumb school// He thought. He got up, brushed his 2-foot long hair, not leaving out one inch, and ate his breakfast of Fizzing Whizbies. Then he went slowly down his moving staircase to have his first class with Gryffindor's.

"Now children! McGonagall! I forbid you to stick out your tongue out at Albus!" Professor Potter exclaimed as he entered the classroom.

"But professor!! He stole my comic book!" Minerva complained.

Meanwhile, Remus sat with Hagrid and frequent sounds of pain could be heard, as Remus poked him with a pin. Dumbledore who was now sitting in front of them laughed and cheered them on as Hagrid started to strangle Remus.

"Now I mean it! If you don't stop right now I'll send you to the Care of Magical Creatures class and let Crabbe sort you out. He's got some new Bloody Toothed Manicins he wants to try out on someone!" Hagrid bellowed at Remus.

"You can send him!!" shouted a tearful Remus, "He's taking up all the room on the desk!"

Hagrid wasn't listening. He'd gone in a pleasant trance, eyes glazed over, tongue lolling out, "Coooool…Bloody Toothed Manacin…Wow!"

Hagrid simply forgot about Remus who started to turn deathly pale. He only let go of Remus' neck as professor Potter interfered, "Hagrid let go immediately of your colleagues neck!!"

Remus choked as he caught air again and sat as far as possible away far away from Rubeus who was just being tortured by teacher.

"Rubeus Hagrid! This class isn't to try and kill each other as quickly as possible; it is to learn the Dark Arts! Have you heard?"

"Bloody Toothed Menancin…" Of course Hagrid hadn't listened as he was still in deep trance. His mouth grew into a pleasant smile and he closed his eyes dreaming away to Menacin's-land.

"Rubeus!!" Harry bellowed out of the top of his lungs shaking his student furiously.

"Sorry professor…I…I am not feeling very well…can I go to the hospital wing?" Hagrid lied, looking as ill as possible.

"Of course you can." Harry said believing everything of course.

Rubeus leaves with a triumphant smile on his face the classroom looking at Remus with hate. Remus didn't even dare to ask the professor of he could also go as he was sending angry looks.

Dumbledore was smiling over to Minerva, who then started to blush slightly.

//This day can only grow worst// Remus thought starting to pay attention to class.

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