Alright maybe he could have handled the situation better, and maybe the bitch could have not insulted his mother. Perhaps both were at fault but one thing was for sure watching that blob blow up like a balloon was one of the most gratifying sites he had seen.
Now why would the Minister for Magic talk to him directly just for the use of underage magic? It was fishy but so not on the "to worry about" list at the moment. What was on this list was how the hell he got the monster book of monsters to not eat him.
Note to self, do not engage the shrouded demons of soul sucking. Wow he did not know ones skin could feel so cold and detached yet still intact. Lupin gave him some chocolate, but he thought some of that body chocolate he heard of would have done a better job. The damn dementor clawed him when he tried to fight him, hurts like a bitch. And Lupin after assuring he was fine starting laughing at him saying he never heard of someone physically attacking them ever. Well I am so glad that I could amuse him, but all I really wanted was to punch him and steal the rest of his chocolate.
Harry was looking forward to his first class with Hagrid; he idly wondered if there would be any casualties seeing as it were to be doubled with Slytherins.
He listened as Hagrid led them to a small clearing just inside the forest where there were three beautiful creatures known as hippogriffs. He volunteered to go first, and when he got back from an amazing ride he thought it was defiantly the right decision.
"You're not dangerous at all are you, you big brute." Malfoy spoke as he sauntered towards Buckbeak. Harry got a brief flash of Malfoy being attacked then a trial ending with Buckbeak being executed. Now he couldn't have that. Just as Buckbeak rose up Harry jumped forward and pulled Malfoy back.
"The professor said show respect not idiocy punk."
A curious third year class followed their latest Defense Professor through the corridors and into the teachers lounge. Harry got an uneasy feeling as soon as he crossed the threshold, which was weird seeing as he had been in the lounge on several occasions in the past. When the wardrobe rattled and Professor Lupin announced that today's lesson was to be on boggarts, Harry slyly made his way towards the back of the class not so far as to be last but to have enough people between him and the demon to collect himself.
Harry chuckled as he watched his classmates fear turn into jokes and was happily discussing with Seamus what school related terror would pop up for Hermione a couple spots in front of them.
Hermione stepped up to the runespoor turned sprinkler, and the boggart took the shape of a boy face down clutching a decorative potion vial in his hand, she yelled Ridiculous it changed to the same boy silently screaming as he burned alive in a fiery wall. The new angle showed it was Harry. Hermione started to shake and Harry stepped up and threw his arms around her, the boggart began to change but all that was seen was a vague man shape with blond hair before it exploded into a red mess courtesy of Harry's wand. He quickly pulled Hermione to the far side of the room to calm her down.
Ron made a move like he was going to join them when Neville put a hand out holding him off. Lupin did move closer hoping to help calm the girl down and only got a low growl in return Mooney almost returned the sentiment but was held back.
Harry had a headache, Ron was continually asking if he realized that Hermione popped up out of nowhere, yes he acknowledged she was appearing in multiple places at once but really didn't care. Everyone was talking about how Black was going to kill him, this didn't bother him either, nothing new. What was puzzling him was his suspicion of Lupin being a werewolf. As well as the black dog that was roaming the forest, he got the feeling it was more than a dog.
Thinking back he really shouldn't have saved Malfoy from being mauled by Buckbeak. That quad-B caused him to rush into a swarm of fucking dementors and the resulting loss of conciseness lost him his broom. And the fanatic Wood was bugging him about a replacement.
Wood is now so hyped up, I finally got my firebolt back, and it was kind of dicey in the common room the last few weeks with Ronald and Hermione. Me personally was with Hermione that it was probably Black who sent it, one he is my godfather, two his family was loaded last I heard, and he has been hanging around and probably knew I was in need of one. But I wasn't worried, I don't feel as if he is a threat to me, seeing as a magical godparent is bound to protect the child not harm them.
Perhaps running at the Whomping Willow was not the best idea, but that mad dog was trying to rip Ron's leg off. But at this moment all I really wanted was to smack Black on the nose with a hardened newspaper.
Snape why did it have to be Snape, the one professor who would shoot now ask questions later. Even after we hashed out that I wasn't my father I had no memories of, it didn't get his friends off the hook, and it had to be a full moon.
For the love of magic, she has a time turner, a frigging time turner. Okay Dumbledore is more off than I thought, but back to the matter at hand, saving Sirius. Waiting for Mooney to go berserk was kind of boring, but when he put two and two together the events following that made sense, he had thought he saw his father but the way it looked now he probably saw himself. That really was interesting but what in the hell was the animal he saw.
Well Sirius is off for parts unknown, Lupin is leaving before he gets ousted, and Peter got away.
You know what would be great, I mean really awesome? Going one bloody year where my defense professor doesn't try to harm me in some way, whether in their right mind or not. If this shit happens next year I am going to shoot somebody.