Hey guys! Sorry I took so long on this chapter but life got in the way. This is my longest chapter ever, over 2,500 words! I'm sorry for any mistakes.
I own none of the characters.
Peace out,
The Random Writer 4.0
Chapter 3
Valkyrie's POV
It wasn't the sounds of birds singing, the excited voices of the students in the halls, or the quiet knocking at the door that woke me up. No, instead it was Pink's song "So What" blasting from my phone. I jumped and promptly fell out of bed. Stupid Skulduggery. He must have set an alarm for me. That butt face.
It was then that I realized that someone was knocking at my door. I walked over and opened it to find the hallway completely empty. At my feet there was a sheet of paper with the words "Professor Valkyrie Cain Class Schedule". I crouched down and grabbed it off the floor. Quickly scanning it, I learnt that I had my first class at 9am in a classroom on the seventh floor. How I was going to get there I didn't know. I shrugged to myself. I'll find it somehow.
I quickly jumped into the shower in the drab bathroom and got changed into the same outfit that I had been wearing yesterday. Pulling on the gauntlet and my ring, I pushed a brush through my hair. Finally ready I exited my room and headed to the hall that I had been in last night.
As I walked to the 'Great Hall', I passed small clusters of students who, once they saw me, started whispering among themselves. By the time I reached the Great Hall I was fairly certain that I had inspired more people to whisper about me than the oh so terrifying Dark Lord. I guess I look scarier. I smirked to myself.
Passing under the high arch of the doorway into the Great Hall I found myself in front of the same mass of students that I saw last night. However, while they had been almost silent last night, today in the light of a new day there was an undignified amount of noise coming from them.
I spotted Harry at one of the tables and decided to sit with him and his friends, rather than the aged teachers sitting at the table at the end of the hall. Striding over to him, I notice that a sudden hush came over the students as they spotted me walking over to the table. Grinning to myself I walked silently up next to him. "Anyone sitting here?" I murmured by his ear.
He jumped slightly at my voice. He glanced back at me and I could see him relax instantly. "Nope. You're welcome to sit here." He grinned up at me.
I smiled back and plunked myself down next to him. Across from me a girl with brown bushy hair and a boy with ginger stared at me. The boy's mouth had fallen open and I could see the half eaten food in there. I reached my hand across the table to the girl.
"Detective Valkyrie Cain. And you are?"
That seemed to shake her out of her shocked state. "Hermione Granger." She said, accepting my hand. "And this is Ron Weasley. He does this with all new people." She explained, motioning to the boy who sat next to her.
I grinned at Hermione. "So are you excited about classes?"
She tilted her head, observing me closely and narrowing her eyes slightly. "Yes I guess so. But we still don't know what you're teaching us, so now I have no way of prepping for your class!" she finished, clearly upset.
"Ah but that's the best thing about my class. There is nothing you can do to prepare for it. You're going to be thrown into the metaphorical deep end before you've learnt to swim. It's kinda like life. There's nothing you can do to prepare yourself. You just have to jump in and hope for the best."
"So what you're saying is that you aren't going to even-"
"Hermione. Calm down." Harry's voice seemed to sooth her and she visibly relaxed. Ron was still staring at me with an expression akin to a goldfish.
"You should shut your mouth Ron. You might catch a fly." I smiled sweetly over at him. His mouth flew shut and he looked over at me apologetically. He swallowed what ever there had been in his mouth and chocked a little on it before shoveling more food in. I winced internally. "You know that the food isn't going to disappear Ron. You can slow down."
He looked up, embarrassment showing clearly on his face. Suddenly confusion flashed across his face. "Shouldn't you be sitting with the rest of the teachers?" He questioned. At this question Harry and Hermione both turned to me with raised eyebrows.
"Well you guys are a lot closer to my age than the other teachers. And anyway I'll find out more about the school from you guys than any of the other teachers."
"How old are you anyway?"
"Ron! It's rude to ask a woman about her age!"
"That's ok Hermione. I'm nineteen."
"And if you what do you mean 'learn more about the school from us than the teachers'? They've been here for far longer than us."
"Well you know what people are like when the adults aren't around. You know who's popular, who likes who, and who these school bullies who I've been hearing about are."
The trio exchanged a glance at the mention of the so-called 'bullies'.
Harry was the first to speak up. "I think the people you've heard about are Draco Malfoy and his two goons, Crabbe and Goyle."
Hermione nodded. "They target people who are muggle born or even half muggle."
"Or people whose families aren't as rich as his family." Ron finished looking down.
I frowned and leaned forwards on my elbows. "Has he been bulling you guys?"
They all slowly nodded.
"Why?" I asked bewildered as to why anyone would bully them.
"Because my family isn't very rich." Ron muttered.
"Because I refused his friendship." Harry mumbled.
"Because I was born into a muggle family." Hermione whispered.
At Hermione's words, I felt a cold anger fill me to my very core. "And what does this Draco boy look like." I said, my tone deathly calm. Harry pointed to a smirking boy with greasy blond hair at the next table. He reeked of arrogance and self-importance. I hate arrogant people.
I smiled thinly at the trio in front of me. "Well we'll just have to take care of him, won't we?" Before they could answer I grabbed an apple and got up. "I'll see you three in class." I called over my shoulder as I hurried away to find my classroom.
After a couple wrong turns and a particularly nasty argument with a nearly headless ghost, I finally found my classroom. It was a huge room, empty apart from the large wooden desk at the front, clearly meant for the teacher, and the few desks meant for students. On the far wall vast windows open up to show the picturesque view of the Forbidden Forest, which I thought looked like it would be fun to hike in. Since the classroom was in one of the highest towers I also had a stunning view of the grounds of Hogwarts.
Right, I'm not going to get anything ready by standing around! I thought to myself as I began levitating the desks so that they were lined up against the wall, giving me more room for my lesson. When that was done I opened the windows to let some fresh air in. I perched on my desk and started eating my apple as my thoughts drifted to Harry. He was an odd person. He always seemed so confidant but last night he had acted so nervous when he asked me out. I smiled at the memory. After all it isn't every day you get asked out by such an amazingly confusing person.
I stood and threw the remainder of my apple in the trashcan next to my desk. I checked the time on my phone as I pulled the classroom's door open. It was eight fifty five. I smirked as a truly evil plan hatched in my mind.
I ran up the side of the room, my heart stinging slightly as I remembered the days when Tanith would sneak me over to her house to secretly teach me how to master her magical skill. Using the shadows to hide myself on the high ceiling, I sat cross-legged and waited for my unsuspecting victims to enter the classroom. After what seemed like an eternity, students started trickling into the room. Most of them seemed surprised as they took in the empty room and open windows. I spotted Harry, Hermione, and Ron walk in and I immediately felt a little better about the class, knowing that they at the very least wouldn't think I was a complete idiot.
I heard a bell ringing, indicating that it was nine o'clock and the start of classes. Show time.
Harry's POV
As the bell rang and class started several things happened. First Valkyrie fell from the ceiling and landed perfectly on her feet facing us, with a cute mischievous grin on her face. Then Draco screamed like a little girl and jumped into Crabbe's arms. And to top it all off Neville fainted.
I glanced down at Neville and then back to Valkyrie, whose eyebrow was raised at Draco's scream. Her gaze shifted over to Neville and a look of concern passed over her face so quickly I couldn't be sure if it had even been there.
"He does that a lot." I explained to her. She raised an eyebrow again, unconvinced.
"Right then. Lean him against the wall until he comes around." She directed at Ron and me. We nodded and pulled poor Neville over to the wall, leaning him against it like she had asked.
General POV
"Good morning class. My name is Detective Valkyrie Cain, and you can call me Detective Valkyrie Cain, Your all mighty Eminence or simply Detective Cain. I much prefer the last one. Your all mighty Eminence gets to be quite a mouthful after a while. So, you must all be wondering what this class will be teaching you. But before I tell you I want to get to know you all a little better. So when I call your name for the register I want you to say 'here' and tell me something interesting about yourself. It could be that your favorite book is Winnie the Pooh; it could be that you have lived in America for the past ten years. Anything that you think would be interesting or funny to share with me. Ok?"
They all nodded and she smiled back at them as she grabbed the register off her desk and perched herself on it.
"Annabel Gingerhorn?"
"Here. I think that clowns are terrifying."
Valkyrie laughed. "Yeah me too. Jim Doubtfire?"
"Here. I once accidently set my sisters hair on fire."
It continued on like this for a while, with Valkyrie stopping sometimes to giggle at the stories.
"Hermione Granger?"
"Here. My parents are-"
"Mudblood." Draco coughed.
Harry became painfully aware of the silence that fell over the room as well as Valkyrie's gaze. Her dark brown eyes seemed to bore into Draco. She slowly stood and took her time striding over to where Draco was standing. "What did you just say?" her voice was cold and deadly as she stared Draco down. He seemed surprised for a second before foolishly puffing his chest out and stating proudly, "I call her a Mudblood because she is. Filthy little-" he found that her couldn't finish his sentence as Valkyrie leaned towards him until they were almost nose to nose.
"You know I've been tortured over two dozen times in the past eight years, and along the way I've picked up a few tips. If I ever hear you using that word against anyone, student or otherwise, I will use every type of torture known and unknown to the general public on you. Got it?"
Draco nodded, his face turning white and his eyes widening to the point where Ron thought that they were going to fall out of his head.
Valkyrie pulled back and smiled sweetly. "Good. Now Mrs. Granger, if you will continued from where you were before you were so rudely interrupted?"
Hermione nodded and continued. Once everyone had introduced himself or herself, Valkyrie finally decided to explain the class.
"So as you know your type of magic is channeled through your wands which you can then use to cast spells with. Yes Mrs. Granger?"
"What do you mean 'your type of magic'? I thought that wizards were the only human like species to use magic?"
"Well no. What I mean is that there are three main types of human looking magic users. They are wizards, like yourselves, mages, and warlocks." She shuddered slightly at the last one. "They all look and act like normal humans but they each control and harness the magic that is inside of themselves in different ways. For you, the magic you have is harnessed in your wands. For mages, they harness their magic within their bodies. Warlocks do this as well except their magic is a lot more limited as they can only really do one thing. Warlocks are on the brink of extinction, with there being only about two thousand of them left. Anyway that's not what this class is about. In this class I will be teaching you how to physically defend yourselves."
Draco, who had seemingly recovered from his terror of Valkyrie, snorted. "Why would we ever need to physically defend ourselves?" he smirked. "We have magic."
Valkyrie didn't even bother to turn to Draco as she answered. "Yes, magic that you can only use by pointing a shard of wood and muttering some words in Latin but tell me what do you do if your wand is stolen or broken?"
He chose to stay silent.
"That's what I thought. Now for today I'm just going to teach you how to block a punch. It's very simple and I'm sure even Draco can figure out how to do it."
Laughter echoed across the classroom as Valkyrie continued to teach them the proper way to block punches, kicks, and really everything else that she could think of, still stopping to joke around with them. By the end of class everyone had had a great time and were almost sad to leave. Except for Draco. He had had a terrible time as he failed time and time again to block punches, leaving him with small but noticeable bruises.
"Alright everyone. You all did a wonderful job today. Try to practice some of the blocks you learnt today. Our next class is Wednesday so I'll see you then. Class dismissed." People started to shuffle out of the classroom, talking excitedly among themselves. "Oh, but can Mrs. Granger, Mr. Weasley, and Mr. Potter stay for a moment please?"
The trio stopped, surprised and headed back towards where Valkyrie was standing. She waited until everyone else had left before closing the door and turning to the three young students in front of her.
"The reason I asked you to stay is because I know how much trouble you get into each year." She raised a hand to silence them before they could protest. "I understand that it's not at all your fault. I just wanted to ask you if you wanted to have extra classes to try and learn things that will be really useful."
"Like what?" Hermione questioned.
"Like my type of magic. I'm not certain but I think that you three might be able to harness the magic inside you to preform the type off magic I use. You don't have to decide now, just give me an answer by the end of the week. Now shoo, go on to your next class."
They hurried out of the door just before Valkyrie's next class started tromping in.
