First Defense Against the Dark Arts class

"Yes this is the best first day of school schedule yet!" said Ron at breakfast the next morning. "Well we have Binns first and then we have McGonagall which is that bad. But then in the afternoon, double Defense Against the Dark Arts," Ron said with excitement. Harry smiled as he looked down on his schedule. Everything was N.E.W.T classes. For once he actually knew why Hermione loved to work so much, just to see these four letters in front of every subject.

"Maybe her class will be fascinating. I mean saying that she is considered a Dark Creature she'll probably know a lot about the Dark Arts than all of our other teachers combined," Hermione said biting off a piece of toast.

"I can still see that you're still a bit skeptical about her teaching." Ron said.

"I just don't like the idea of every guy wooing over her just because she's beautiful. It doesn't mean anything."

"Oh don't be mean to her just because she isn't as smart, beautiful, and as loving as you are Hermione," Ron said with a grin. Harry looked over and saw her blush at this comment and big smile went across her face. Harry coughed in his porridge which made her look at him.

"What's wrong with you two?" Ron asked looking at them questionably.

They finished their breakfast and started to walk off to Binns class.

"This is the first time that I have taken notes in that class," Harry said as they walked to Transfiguration.

"Yeah me too. I don't think we need you anymore Hermione," Ron said smiling at her.

"Maybe to check your notes against. I'm not only used for coping you know," She said as they walked into McGonagall's class. They were the first one's there so they took their seats and waited for everyone else to come in.

"I wonder how big the class is going to be," Hermione whispered looking at the door eagerly as students started to poor in including, to their disgust, Malfoy and Nott.

"They made it?" Ron said.

"Well I'm surprised that Nott did, but I knew that Malfoy would make it," Hermione said.

"How?" The two boys asked.

"Because he's the second rank in the sixth year class, me being the first," She said taking out her book. "We were talking about it at one of our prefect meetings last year-"

"I don't remember you two talking at a prefect meeting last year," Ron said looking at her curiously.

"Well it was one of the meetings that we had when you had Quidditch practice. When we discussed when Hogsmead and other prefect meeting would be," Hermione said.

"But you two talked? I mean you two had a decent conversation?" Ron asked.

"Yeah. He's very nice when no one else is around to see that he is being nice to a "mudblood"," she said looking at him grinning. At that moment he glanced at her. Their eyes met and he raised his eye brows at her and headed over to where they were sitting.

"Well I'm surprised to see you two here, Potter, Weasley," he said nodding his head at the two boys who glared back at him. "But of course I'm not surprised to see you here number 1399." Malfoy said smirking.

"And you too number 1398," Hermione said taking out quill and parchment. She looked up at him.

"One point difference, just two more and I'll beat you," He said smirking at her. Just then McGonagall came in and Malfoy took his seat over by Nott, but he still glanced back at them throughout the whole class period.

They all sat down in Defense Against the Dark Arts class and waited for Raline to come out of her office. Then she came out looking as wonderful as she did the night before. She had on long, silk, black robes and a silk black dress that slightly resembled a night gown under it. She had a long, black, silk scarf in her hair. She had a black diamond necklace around her neck and matching black diamond earrings.

"Welcome to Defense Against the Dark Arts. My name is Raline Vahsvali and I'll be teaching you this year," she said walking down the staircase, carefully being watched by every guy in the class.

"Ok a little about myself. I am 17 years old, and by that I mean I really having been undead since I was 17 years old so I'm your age. I'm a Vampire and the head of the Vampire League and the Queen of the Vampire city, Fervahsi," she said walking up to her desk. "And the reason that I am here is because I have a lot of business to take care with Dumbledore and your Minister of Magic and it'll be a lot easier for me to have all the meetings we need to have if I just stayed here instead of me having to travel form Fervahsi all they way here so… Any questions?" She asked. At first no one wanted to ask anything but soon a few hands rose in the air.

"Have you ever killed anybody?" Seamus asked but then he looked as though he wanted to take that question back.

"No it's ok I'll answer that. Yes I have. I have been immortally dead for about 3 years and in that time I have killed up to 2000 people, and have turned about 100." She said. Everyone looked at her in amazement.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" Malfoy asked grinning. She laughed,

"No I don't. But I do have a very close guy friend who is 100 years old. His name's Briten Lough."

"Is there any chance that you two will go out?" Malfoy asked.

"You never know. It's a possibility," she said wondering where this conversation could lead to.

"And who were the two lovely ladies that were with you last night?"

"That was Vetirei and Julice. They're my friends and members of the Vampire league." She said. Just then the door to the room opened and Professor Dumbledore's head peeked in.

"Could I see you for a minuet Professor?" He asked. Raline jumped down from the desk and headed out the door.

"So far she is very interesting." Harry said looking at his friends. Ron was nodding his head in agreement but Hermione had a look of disgust on her face.

"I can't believe how immature you boys can be." She said sounding a lot like Mrs. Weasley.

"Don't be mad because you aren't getting that type of attention from guys." Someone said from up above. They all looked toward the door to Raline's office and saw Vetirei and Julice standing on the landing; well they were actually sitting on the railing.

"Hi I'm Julice," said the pale skinned one. "And this is my friend Vetirei," she said as the other one blew a kiss at the class.

"This is going to be fun," Seamus said smiling at the two girls.

"Ooh he has an Irish accent. Did you hear that?" Vetirei asked.

"Oh yes I did, and did I like it," Julice said looking at Seamus with great interest. "And there's a blonde one down there and a red-haired one. Don't you have a fetish for red heads?"

"Yes I do. Don't get me started." Vetirei said waving at Ron, who waved back but was stopped in the middle of it by Hermione. They walked down the stairs and their nightgowns trailed behind them. Vetirei had on a red nightgown, and a red, silk robe. Julice had on a blue nightgown and blue robe and also had her hair in high pigtails and had two long bows tied on them, which made her look even more innocent then she looked last night.

"So is this Raline's first class?" Vetirei asked and the other Vampire nodded.

"She loves to teach others great things. And quite frankly we don't understand why. All of us thought her a great nutter from the start with some of her ideas and beliefs."

"They're a bit, no offense, mortal like," Vetirei said with disgust in her face.

"Very peaceful and getting the world to live under one rule and loving each other."

"Well what's wrong with that?" Hermione asked.

"We're Vampire's. We'll probably out live ten generations of you and still look young. But don't try to tell Raline that we're different," Julice said. "No she'll just go on about how we should save up our blood supply. She even invented this machine that keeps the blood mixing with the air and keeps it fresh."

"But there's a flaw in that." Vetirei said.

"What?"

"We live in a world where these stupid muggle's have polluted our air and get all of these horrible smells and toxins in it. It can't hurt us but I still don't want to drink blood that has been contaminated with muggle ideas."

"And we all know how much we hate muggles." They heard someone say from the door to the class room. They all turned and saw Raline standing at the door with her arms crossed.

"Oh you're back," Julice said smiling, but Raline didn't return her smile.

"Are you telling my very first class how bad I am at leading people? Ruining what I have wanted ever since I found out that my mother was a Vampire, that she was different and feared among my magical friends and classmates? Are you making this the worst choice I have ever made in my three years of being dead?" She asked as she waved her hand. Suddenly the window that was right in front of Julice flung open and the sun light shown right on her. She screamed a scream that seemed to open the gates of hell. Her skin started to glow red like they were coals from a fire and her skin started to hiss. Raline raised her hand again and the window shut. Julices' skin healed instantly but she still was kneeled on the floor whimpering. Then she looked up at Raline her eyes burning.

"Damn you to hell, Raline. I have done nothing to you."

"It's a little too late to talk about damning someone," She said. She looked at the class who all had very shocked looks on their faces. "And that my class, is what happens when a Vampire is exposed to light. I wanted to show you first hand how it looks like instead of people trying to describe it to you and getting it wrong," She said walking over to Julice and helping her up.

"So you two weren't fighting?" Dean asked.

"No. That was part of my first lesson. I'm sorry if I frightened any of you-"

"You did something to me but it was nothing scary," Malfoy said.

"But I wanted you to know how it really was. Ok, well, open your bo0ks to page 350, and read to page 355. Then I will dismiss you to the library to look up information concerning a Vampire, one roll of parchment. And I want and outline and page numbers. I shall know if you just scribbled something down without checking it again because, I am a Vampire."

"When is this due professor?" Hermione asked.

"Well let's see. Today is Thursday and there isn't anything that would disrupt your working besides prefect meetings so I think a week is enough time, saying that it's the start of the year." She said. Harry opened his book and started to read. It took him about ten minuets to read those pages and then he Ron and Hermione went off to the library to start their essay.

"I'm glad that she gave us time during class to do the essay. Finally we have a teacher that understands how much work we have to do," Ron said. They headed off toward the Dark Creature section of the library, took out some books and sat down at a table and started to write some notes.

About an hour later they heard the bell ring and they headed off to Potions, the one class Harry had been dreading all day. They made their way into the dungeons and took their seats at the back of the class.

Snape came in from his office door and everyone in the room went quiet.

"I must tell you right now, that this class is about the hardest class that you will take for the next two years. All of you have made "Outstanding" on your O.W.L.'s and I don't expect you to make anything below "Exceeds Expectations" in this class. You will only have two "Acceptable" grades and when ever you make below that or more than two "A's" then I will kick you out of class at the end of term. This is not the class to be playing around in and I want absolutely no talking between the times the bells ring and if you are caught tormenting anyone in this class I will kick you out. This is the time to start acting like professionals and not as though that "Outstanding" you made on your O.W.L. was a one time thing." He said. He took a second to look around the class and at all of the students faces. "Ok. Now for our first potion-" He said waving his wand at the board and a list of ingredients and instructions appeared on the board, "we will be doing a morphing potion. You can very what you change into depending on what type of hair you put into the potion. It is very similar to the Polyjuice potion except you can use­ animal hair too. Now with that said get to work," He said and he sat down at his desk and started to work on something else.

About 15 minuets before the bell was supposed to ring, everyone was done with their potion and had put it into their labeled bottle and had it set on Professor Snape's desk. They still didn't talk but spent the rest of their time working on homework from other classes. When the bell rang everyone walked out the class talking about Snape.

"Maybe he's nicer to his N.E.W.T. classes. I mean it makes sense. I mean since our first day here he has said that he doesn't like teaching classes that have people that don't understand the 'art of making potions,'" Ron said. Harry shrugged his shoulders as they walked up to the Gryffindor tower.

"Maybe, I don't know. You can never tell with Snape can you? At one point you think he's some type of evil git, but then he's someone who tries to save your life. And then the next day he gives you a detention for sneezing. I still don't understand why Dumbledore trust's him." Harry said as they reached the portrait hole.

"Snake venom," Hermione said. The portrait hole opened to reveal the common room with a fire crackling merrily in the hearth. "Dumbledore has his reasons, and we should respect them until we find a reason that we shouldn't.