It's that time. I've been waiting a really long time to add this story, so I hope all of you will like it as much as I do. It is an HP/SM crossover. But the plot is far from what any of you could ever imagine. Hopefully my hints won't give it away too easily.
I am now very sure of my couple, I hope you like it. Please review, ty.
Summery: It's just another year at Hogwarts with nothing out of the ordinary. Unless you count the new girl Serena Moon, a pale skinned and very timid girl, who goes out of her way to avoid making friends.
Warning: Serena will appear OOC, but only because I had to shape her into what the past I gave her, would create her. There will be a definite character bashing, mainly at the trio, hence the summery.
Information: This in the sixth year, so I am recreating that year into my own molding. I may add the other girls and I may not. Depending if whether I can or not. There are no scouts, no talking cats, as far as I know, but a lot of drama, so beware.
--Now onto the story--
Chapter seven:
Trouble in the Classrooms
Serena hated this part of class. Bookwork and taking notes, anything but the real thing. But since it was already the middle of October, Artemis had decided to get the class going.
For the third time since these lessons began, Serena found herself standing in front of Harry Potter. The boy looked absolutely livid. It didn't help that since the incident that happened at the end of September, Artemis had been treating the boy indifferently.
Artemis had always been a little more than overprotective. And it didn't help that she explained it was all her fault. Despite the fact that she went out of her way to avoid people, she was his Princess. The daughter he never had.
Serena sighed, as her eyes followed the white haired man. After Serena had lost her parents, Artemis and Luna who were still grieving after the loss of their only daughter, had taken her in. And despite how much she reminded them of what they had lost, they loved her like she was their own.
Artemis looked at her then, his eyes softening. It was almost like he could read her mind. "I want to continue our lesson on forming shields," he began, his eyes never leaving hers.
Serena sighed again. She was horrible in duels. She knew the spells, could master them well, but in dueling, she was incompetent. Slow. And just plain pathetic.
Artemis sent her a small smile, his eyes shifting from her to her partner. "Malfoy, Granger why don't you give us an example of a dueling match," he said carefully, finally turning to the pair he stood next to.
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Draco had never thought he would ever find another Professor he hated more than McGonagall and that dimwit Bumbledork. But Professor Artemis had proved him wrong.
Turning his gray eyes on the girl standing across from him, he frowned. For their last Defense Against the Dark Arts class, all they had done after pairing up was talk about rules and regulations. The second part of the class had been more about the types of spells and charms they would study throughout the year.
Now, back for another class, Draco wasn't sure whom he hated more, the brown haired mudblood, who shifted uneasily in front of him, or the white haired wizard, who was telling them what they would be doing for the period.
Professor Artemis moved from one pair to the other. What he was searching for, Draco wasn't sure. When the older wizard arrived at his side, Draco made an effort to hide his dislike for the man.
"I want to continue our lesson on forming shields," Artemis instructed. "Malfoy, Granger why don't you give us an example of a dueling match?" The professor turned to them as he said this.
"I want one partner to be put on the offensive, while the other will be on the defensive." The white haired man turned to address the class. "I want this clean," he said clearly. "Any hexes or jinxes will earn you a month of detention and fifty points deducted from your house."
Draco sighed, feeling his plans unravel before him. As the Professor moved away from him, he glanced over at his partner. She seemed more relaxed than before.
Was she worried that I was going to hex her, he wondered. It appeared so.
"Mr. Malfoy, why don't you demonstrate a nice clean duel," the man said again addressing the pair, when he reached the front of the room. He slowly turned around. "Miss Granger, you shield yourself."
Draco frowned, his eyes darting quickly to the bushy haired girl. She looked stiff, with her mouth drawn into a frown, as her eyes moved from him to the Professor.
Sighing, Draco pulled his wand from his robes. The Gryffindor followed his actions.
Reluctantly, the two took a stance. Was he supposed to wait for her to create shield? Or was he just supposed to attack? Or were they supposed to wait for some sort of signal? His eyes shifted from his partner to the Professor.
The man stood waiting near his desk, his arms crossed over his middle. Okay, Draco thought smugly. Here goes nothing. "Stupefy!" he shouted. Red light shot from the end of his wand and slammed into the girl. She froze, before crumpling to the ground.
Draco stiffened, waiting for some kind of reprimand from his Professor. What did I do wrong? he grumbled silently.
"Ennervate," Professor Artemis called, before Draco could even move. The girl lying on the floor got to her feet, rubbing the back of her head. She moved again to take a dueling stance.
Draco stared at the girl incredulously. Again? he asked himself in disbelief. She wants to go at it, again?
Turning his attention to the Professor, the white haired man nodded as if to tell him to continue.
Shrugging, he moved to take a stance. "Expelliramus!" he shouted. This time the girl moved. "Pro-" she was cut off when his spell slammed into her.
Granger hit the ground with a thud. Again Draco looked quickly towards his Professor. Wasn't he going to get expelled for beating up another student? He knew he had a month worth of detention for dueling in the halls with Potter. But this was ridicules. She was taking quite a beating and he knew that the ground wasn't exactly soft.
Grunting, his partner got to her feet and moved back into her dueling stance.
Wrinkling his nose in disgust at this girl's stupidity, he took his own stance. Does she even know how to make a shield, he wondered, as he stared at his partner. Her attempts to protect herself were pathetic.
"Expelliramus!"
"Protego!" his partner shouted in time with his own spell. Surprised, Draco stared at the girl as she hardly even flinched when his spell slammed into the barrier she had managed to create.
"Congratulations," Artemis said. "For performing a nice clean duel." Draco turned from his partner to look at the white haired Professor. He looked indeed happy. Why, he thought in agitation. Because I didn't try to kill her for once?
The last time they had dueled he had made her look like a fool. It was obvious the girl wasn't experienced in dueling. But today, she managed to block him for once.
Artemis nodded, his smile faint, but there. "I'm sure all of you are wanting to experience a real Duel, but until you have managed to learn the basics, we will continue like this," he explained. "By the end of the year hopefully all of you will understand what it will be like to be in the heat of a battle."
Draco watched as the Professor walked back towards the front of the room. "Protego is one form of a shield. There are also repelling charms and other spells you can cast. Or you could do it the old fashion way and dodge the spell."
Draco looked at his partner sharply. She looked tired but still held her ground, unwilling to show how much those falls must have hurt her. With a small smirk, he crossed his arms over his chest. Take that you filthy little mudblood, he thought with satisfaction.
"All right class, you may follow the example shown. I expect you will follow the rules and regulations I have given to you. Begin," Artemis called.
"Expellaramus!" Draco grunted when the spell slammed into him and knocked him to the floor.
"Miss Granger," Artemis called, his voice sounding stiff. "What was that?"
Draco gritted his teeth, as he pushed himself to his feet. He looked at his partner, who still stood in her dueling stance, her wand raised. "In battle sir, Mr. Malfoy should always be attentive. Not all opponents will wait for you to take a stance," she replied just as stiffly. "And you never specifically mentioned in the rules, that the opponent had to be in a dueling stance."
The white haired wizard sighed, his hand reaching up to rub his forehead. "Fine, but it is now. This isn't a battle. When it comes time for the test, it will be the person's fault if they aren't ready."
Curling his lip, Draco lifted his wand. His partner followed his example. Even though she was right, he was still furious at her.
Around them, students began their own duels. Draco moved, as his partner attacked. He managed to dodge the spell she cast at him. He smirked and sent a disarming spell right back at her.
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Artemis blew roughly from his mouth, his eyes narrowing on the pair who had created the mess. "Miss Brown, Mr. Nott, I would like to have a word with you," he said tightly.
He watched as the room around him shuffled uncomfortably in their seats. When the two students he called for, arrived in front of him, he set his scowl upon them.
"Tell me exactly why Miss Moon is now covered in boils and why Mr. Weasley is unable to use his legs properly," he grounded out.
The two had the decency to stare at the floor, their faces flushed. "I specifically said no hexes or jinxes," he continued his berating. "You two deliberately went against my orders." His bright blue eyes shifted from the trembling girl, to the boy who scowled down at his feet.
"Have you two lost your tongues," he asked with a snarl, his eyes murderous.
He watched as Lavender Brown drew in a shuddered breath, her eyes sparkling with unshed tears. "He tried- to hit me with a hex sir," she said barely above a whisper. "So-so I tried to use one in return." She sniffled, as a few tears slipped passed her eyes. Her nose was pink, nearly matching the color of her burning cheeks. She choked back a sob and managed to stay quiet.
Artemis turned his eyes towards Theodore Nott, only to find the boy openly glaring at the blubbering Gryffindor.
"Tell me Mr. Nott, if you were in battle wouldn't you want someone on your side," he inquired softly, his anger slowly being reined in.
Nott lifted his shoulders, his gaze falling back to his feet. "Then tell me Mr. Nott, give me one good reason why Miss Brown would risk her arse to protect yours, when you could just as easily turn on her?"
He watched as the boy shuddered, his head lowering even more in shame.
"Can't come up with any? Well neither can I. If you treat your own partner like this, then who would want to be on your side?" he asked briskly. "Not very many. In order to survive, Miss Brown and Mr. Nott, you must trust and be trusted by others. Without it, you don't stand a chance at surviving in a battle."
Turning, he put his back to the pair and took two steps towards the board. With another sigh, Artemis pivoted on heels, facing the two once more. "You two could be expelled for disobeying the rules," he began. A small sob escaped the girl, her face scrunching up in an effort to fight off her crying.
He looked at the pair dispassionately. "This will go as a warning," he said, his eyes lifting to scan the room. "You two will serve a week of detention. Meet with me after the dinner feast tonight, to learn more of your punishment."
Artemis sighed, the air he had been holding deflating from his chest. "For poor sportsmanship and harming another student, fifty points will be deducted from both houses."
Ignoring the looks sent his way; he passed the two guilty students to check on the ones who had been hurt. "Miss Moon, Mr. Weasley, I believe you will need to be sent to the infirmary," he said his eyes scanning the pair that sat on the floor in the middle of the room. "Mr. Malfoy, Miss Granger please take the two to see Madam Pomfry."
He was very pleased with that pair so far. From the rumors he had heard, the two had been enemies since their first year at Hogwarts. But in his class, they treated each other as equally as possible.
Insults, are something I cannot stop, he reasoned with himself. The two argued nonstop and their hate for each other fueled them to fight hard against one another. But so far they didn't create a spectacle like what had just happened.
Artemis took a seat at his desk, leaning back in his chair. "You're all dismissed," he said with a wave of his hand. He struggled to ignore the insults and ridicule the students sent at one another. It was sad, really. This was a time when trust was needed most and yet students couldn't even pull it off.
"What hope do we have, if children can't even treat each other civilly," he wondered aloud as the last student left the room.
Pulling out a piece of parchment and a fresh quill he set to work writing a letter he should have written a long time ago.
Old friend,
I need your help. I'm afraid that what I am trying to do is turning into a lost cause. Please say you will come to my aid.
He signed his name at the bottom, before he placed the letter in an envelope, which he sealed with the red Hogwarts seal. When he finished, he stood from his desk and moved towards his window.
Pulling the windowpane open, he peered out into the brightening sky. Before he could call, a black owl appeared before him, landing on the sill of his window.
Smiling warmly at the beautiful bird, he ruffled her feathers. "You know whom I seek," he murmured, as he tied the letter to her foot. "Be swift, but fly safely."
The owl hooted, before flapping her wings and taking flight. He watched her leave, as his next class filed into the room to join him. Sighing, he turned around to see what other wall would appear on his pathway.
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There are a couple of things I wanted to add before I go; I plan to write two endings. I want to see which one does better. One will be happy, while the other may be a bit sad.
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