Heres chapter 4.

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Chapter 4: Athena

The sun shone through the glass windows in to the dormitory, promising a sunny day outside. Albus yawned and stretched as he got out of bed and started to get dressed. Beside his bed, Griffin rolled out of bed and fell to the floor with a loud thump! Yet he still continued to snore. As Albus slipped his wand into his work robes, Griffin and the other boys began to get up. "See you downstairs." said Albus to Griffin. Griffin grunted in answer as Albus grabbed his school bag and walked out of the dormitory. In the Common Room, the twins sat on a couch with their bags on their laps. Albus walked over. "Hi." he said

"Hey." said Marik slicking his hair forward with his hand. "We thought we'd walk you."

"Thanks." replied Albus smiling. They walked over to the moving staircase and took it to the first floor and from there to the Great Hall.

"So," said Malik "How'd you enjoy your first night at Hogwarts?"

Albus adopted a puzzled look. "I don't really know." he said "I was asleep for most of it." They laughed together as the staircase came to a stop on the first floor. They walked down the corridor to the Great Hall. It was filled with many students at their appropriate House tables. Albus and the twins walked over to the Gryffindor table next to Rosie.

"Hi Al." she said beaming.

"Hello" he replied helping himself to sausages and toast. Leia walked over and sat next to Albus. "Morning." she said reaching for food and drink. A loud screech sounded through the Great Hall. The Twins grinned. "Mails here." said Marik "Get ready." Albus looked puzzled.

"What do you-?" but his question was answered immediately. A swarm of different colored owls swooped in through an open window at the top of the Great Hall. They flew to the students all around the Hall and depositing their parcels and letters. To his great surprise, a snowy white owl flew and landed in front of Albus, depositing a letter. Albus took it and opened the letter. The owl gulped down a slice of bacon from the nearest plate.

Dear Albus,

Neville wrote and said you and Rosie had both been put in Gryffindor. I told you not to worry about it! We decided to get you an owl because you'll find their" dead useful"

as Hagrid put it. I saw this owl in Eylopes and she reminded me of my snowy owl, Hedwig. Take good care of her.

Love, Dad

P.S enjoy your classes and watch the staff carefully (hint!)

Albus looked at his owl and stroked her soft feathers. "I'll call you Athena." stated Albus. She responded with a hoot. She then took off for the Owlery through the open window. Rosie walked over with a large grey owl on her arm.

"Mum and Dad sent me him." she said excitedly "I called him Fred after Uncle Fred." Fred then took off after Athena and the other swooping owls. Marik and Malik were passing down schedules to Albus and Leia. He saw he had Charms with the Ravenclaws then Potions with Slythern, Defense against the Dark Arts next and finally for that morning Transfiguration. Leia leaned over.

"You've got the same as me." she stated.

"I would have thought so." said Marik non plus.

"Why?" inquired Albus. Marik shrugged.

"You're in the same year and House. Generally, you'd have the same classes." Albus stood.

"We'd better go." Marik and Malik both grinned.

"Don't jinx your ears off in Charms!" they called after Leia and Albus' backs. Griffin caught up with them. "You going to Charms?" inquired Albus. Griffin nodded. They took the stairs to the fourth floor where the Charms class was located. The door was opened and they walked right in. A row of raised rows of seats, rather like the seats of jurors in the courtroom ran parallel next to a heap of books, some stack, some in piles. Onto of these books, and standing at a podium, was a small man with long wispy grey hair on his head and face that seemed to want to blow right off his head. The remaining seats were filled as the small man called the class to order.

"Welcome to Charms." he stated in a high squeak of a voice. "I am Professor Flitwick. Now, in Charms, most people believe it's a soft option compared to others but I've had dozens of students succeed in my class and become famous and powerful. Just look at Neville Longbottom. He was one of my NEWT students during his time here and look at him now; teaching here!" Then he fixed them with a serious gaze. "However, easy though it may seen to be, Charms requires your full attention. The slightest misconception could cause you to swap ears with a cactus!"

The class laughed at this but Flitwick wasn't finished. "I am NOT joking. I've had scores of students make this same mistake. Now," he tapped his wand on the desk, causing feathers to appear between every two students. "We shall begin. Today's lesson, rather basic it is, is one of a wizard's most powerful tools: levitation."

For the next thirty minutes, Leia and Albus took turns trying to make the feather fly. By the end of the lesson, most of the call had mastered it, though Leia and Albus had been the first. Their next call class was Potions withy Professor Slughorn. They walked down to the dungeons. The class was filed with exuberant fumes from a slight peppermint to a woody handle of a broomstick. Several potions stirred themselves in front of a rather large, walrus of a man. This was Professor Slughorn. He called the class to order and called roll. When he was finished, he spent ten minutes explaining the dangers of not being careful in his class, just as Flitwick had. Then he produced today's lesson.

"We will attempt to concoct a Pensive potion, the white substance that lies within a Pensive for those of you who've had the privilege to gaze into one." Both Rosie and Albus had. Aunt Hermione had been given on by Uncle Ron some Christmases ago. "If you make it correctly, gaze into its depts. I've had students see the most extraordinary things." They took out heir ingredients and started. Albus had an extraordinary gift for Potions, (which was one of the reasons he'd been afraid he'd been selected for Slythern as James said it was a Slythern talent.) His dad insisted it was his grandmother, lily's genes finally coming out. No matter what anyone said, however, Albus loved concocting potions.

Faster then anyone, Albus finished. He was about to get up and call for Professor Slughorn, when something in the liquid caught his eye. He gazed closer an d the next instant he was falling in to a long cylinder room. It was dark except for a jet of moonlight that shined through a window. It fell on a man writhing on the floor twitching horribly. Albus landed next to him.

"Your time draws to a close, Black." said a cold, pitiless voice in front of the man. The man stood on his knees. Albus and the man looked up simultaneously. The man who had been on Albus' dreams stood, his wand out, the black cloak flowing behind him.

"You'll have to kill me." said Black causing Albus to look at him. He had shoulder length black hair that was matted and dirty, his pale, blue eyes filled with rebellion and worry at the same time. His face was decorated with sighs of recent cuts and bruises. "But," a smile crept onto his bruised face "We both know that you won't as I'm the only one who knows." The black hooded figure seemed to smile under his dark hood.

"Now, Now Regulus we both know that's not true." Regulus paled. "That's right. I know you told the location of the weapon to your pet, Kreacher. As soon as I've finished with you, I'll pay him a little visit." The hooded man raised his wand hand. "Curcio!" The man yelled out as the spell took its course upon Regulus though it felt as though it ran through both of them.

Albus grimaced as he fell back into the classroom. Slughorn waddled over. "Are you alright Potter?"

"Fine." said Albus

"Well clean up and get ready for you next lesson." Albus walked over to the sink to wash out his basin. As he pored out the liquid, he saw Regulus reflected in the liquid once more.

Albus sat down in a desk at the front of the class in DADA. Leia sat down next to him. "You alright Albus?" Albus nodded though he looked rather pale. He still thought about Regulus being tortured and the black hooded man. He thought about what the man had said about Kreacher. He remembered his father mentioning a house elf named Kreacher that had belonged to his godfather, Sirius Black. Kreacher had always liked Siruis' brother, Regulus better. His dad had said Siruis had died, passing on Kreacher to him.

Albus thought about these things for a few minutes until suddenly a door open behind the desk. A man walked in dressed in a black robe. He had untidy black hair and round circular glasses. When he turned around to face the class, they could see a lightning bolt shaped scar upon his forehead.

who is the teacher? If you cant guesss then why are you reading a Harry Potter FanFic? Kidding. REVIEW!