WOOHOOO! TENTH CHAPTER!

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Harry POV

"Alright class! Quills out, wands away!"

Ron and I exchanged looks; no-one bothered to take wands out in Umbridge's lessons.

"Turn to page 472 in your books. Today we are going to be having a lecture on the correct use of-"

There was a screech of metal against stone as Darren stood, his hand at his sword.

"What is it?" Hermione asked nervously, "Vampaneze again?"

Panicked whispers spread through the classroom.

"Doesn't smell like them," he muttered. Suddenly, a purple mist rolled in through the classroom door. Darren's eyes widened in fear.

"No... No!" he moaned.

"Hello Darren," came a cheerful voice. A fat, bald man in gumboots walked in. Why was Darren so scared? He looked like someone's happy old uncle. Well, not mine, but in general...

"What do you want?" snapped Darren, suddenly angry.

"I just wanted to let you know: I'm getting bored, Darren. You know what happens when I get bored, hmm?" He tapped a heart shaped watch.

Darren gulped.

"Tata!" said the strange man. There was a flash of light and he vanished.

"Who the hell was that?" asked Ron shakily, after a long silence.

"That, " said Darren, " was Des Tiny. What happens when you put that together?"

Of course, Hermione got it first. "Des... Tiny. Des Tiny. ...Destiny." she gave a small gasp.

"So?" asked Ron, "He's got a scary name, we know someone like that, what's the big deal?"

"The big deal is, it's not just a name," Darren's voice was hoarse. "You just met one of the single most powerful beings in this planet. That thing that just walked through that door controls time and fate itself. He thrives on destruction and mayhem. If there isn't a war going on somewhere, he's not happy. If there's nothing bad happening, he will make something happen. He is ancient, and so powerful he only has to blink, and you're a pile of ashes smouldering on the ground," Darren swallowed, as if this was painful.

"He's also my dad."

CLIFFIE! Well, sort of.

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