Just Another Year In the Life 10/?
Rated: R. HP/SS slash, also HG/RW het. Subject matter not for children, although nothing too graphic, but be careful when reading just to be on the safe side. Mentions the after-effects of rape, as well as some graphic violence in later chapters and sexual content.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or it's characters, that would be JKR.
Sequel to 'Friendship and Beyond.' Takes place the summer after Harry's graduation from Hogwarts. I suggest you read the previous story first; otherwise this one won't make much sense.
First Day of Classes
The Welcoming Feast lasted for two hours in which the new first years were sorted and Harry was introduced as the new DADA teacher, although he was called Mister Potter, rather than Professor. The students, especially the seventh years who knew Harry when he was a student the year before were particularly tickled that they knew the DADA teacher. After the feast was over a few of the more self-possessed students came up to the Head Table to speak to Harry.
"Hey Harry, this is a surprise. I can't believe that they got you to teach us." Colin commented excitedly.
"I can't believe you didn't tell me you would be here, Harry James Potter." Ginny told him angrily although managing to still blush slightly when he looked at her questioningly.
"You are planning on staying for more then a year aren't you?" Another Seventh Year Gryffindor asked hopefully, practically hugging him.
"Well hopefully I can break the curse on the position." Harry answered a little uncomfortable with the familiarity that the students were showing him in the middle of the Great Hall, completely ignoring Ginny's comment. He glanced at Severus and gave him a pleading look, causing Sev to smirk at his plight.
"Mister Potter and I have a few things to discuss, if you dunderheads are quite through?" He asked disdainfully, watching with barely concealed amusement as the Gryffindor contingent scattered quickly.
"You're going to have to do something about that." McGonagall commented from her seat at the staff table.
"I know." Harry answered softly. "Hopefully the novelty will wear off by tomorrow."
Severus just snorted as he led Harry out of the hall and down to their quarters. As soon as the door closed behind them Harry let out a sigh of relief and relaxed in Severus' waiting arms. After a few quiet moments just standing against the closed door with Severus, Harry reluctantly moved away.
"Ready for bed?" He asked tiredly.
"Of course."
They settled down contentedly in bed, holding each other close as they fell asleep soon thereafter.
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Harry walked in to his first class the next morning feeling well rested and prepared. His first class of the day just so happened to be a double lesson with the Seventh Year Gryffindors and Slytherins. He had dressed meticulously for his first day and was wearing a similar jacket to Severus, but instead of black it was dark green and leather. Underneath that was a set of well-worn battle robes, along with his customary dagger strapped to his leg. Although not dressed in traditional robes and armed to the teeth, Harry still managed to look both professional and dangerous. Hopefully his appearance alone would be enough to catch everyone's attention.
The class shuffled in without the drama of inter-house relations, which Harry was accustomed to from his own classes with the Slytherins. There were many people who called out relaxed greetings to Harry by name as well as a few slaps on the back as they passed. Instantly Harry stiffened slightly and deliberately moved behind his desk, waiting for the students to take their seats. Harry took roll call quickly, knowing most of the class by name if not personally.
"Being Seventh Years I would expect you to have a modicum of basic defense skills. Knowing a few of your recent DADA professors I will not be assuming anything about your proficiency level, so we will review all the spells, hexes and charms you should have learned since first year." Harry began casually, only to be interrupted by the classes grumbling.
"Come on Harry, we've already learned those. Why waste the time going over things we already know?" Ginny called out, mumbling under her breath softly. "Especially now that He-who-must-not-be-named is gone."
Harry kept his tempter with difficulty, looking around the room as the students all agreed with Ginny, even the Slytherins.
"You all agree with her?" Harry asked calmly, watching as they answered affirmatively. "Very well get up and move to the center of the room."
When the students merely looked at him in confusion without doing as he said he got frustrated.
"Now!" He snapped out furiously. They hastily followed his orders and with a wave of his wand he cleared the desks and tables as well as any other furniture cluttering the classroom, so that the floor was empty.
"There's no need to yell, Harry." Ginny scolded shakily, only to back up as Harry advanced on the gathered students looking irate.
"Silence!"
His voice echoed off of the walls in the now empty classroom, and the door slammed shut dramatically with a bit of wandless magic.
"Since you all think you know better than your teacher and are well versed in the basics of armed defense you will show me what you know." Harry growled menacingly. "Since I am obviously not capable of teaching my class as I see fit, I want you all to demonstrate your superior… skill."
"What do you mean?" Colin squeaked out fearfully.
"Quite simply I want you to disarm me. If you are able to do so we will move on from there and learn more advanced defense techniques."
"Who goes first?" Jason Zambini asked arrogantly.
"You misunderstand me. I want you all to attack at once using whatever spells you are proficient in, with the exception of the Unforgivables."
"Let me get this straight, if one of us disarms you we win?"
"Correct, Mister Zambini."
As the students were whispering excitedly Harry waved his wand and spoke an incantation softly.
"Magnus Stupefy!"
The spell knocked seven of the gathered students out immediately as the others jumped away.
"That's not fair!" Dennis called out angrily, as his brother was one of the first stupefied.
"Will your opponents tell you before they will attack?" Harry asked calmly as the Seventh Years took out their wands determinedly.
From there the spells flew fast and furious, with the students throwing anything they could their professor's way, most of which was merely absorbed by his shielding charm.
"Incendio!" Zambini threw a fireball at Harry who barely managed to dodge with his still sore body.
Without giving the remaining students time to attack again Harry took each of them out methodically one by one. When it was only Ginny and Jason left he dropped the casual demeanor and looked at them menacingly.
"You both know the spells but not how to use them practically. For example." Harry threw a stunner at Ginny and as she blocked that he hit her with a particularly harsh disarming spell. As she fell he hit Jason with a Confundus charm and then disarmed him easily. He stalked over to both of them as they struggled to get to their feet. "You will address me as Mister Potter in this classroom and show me the proper respect as your teacher, are we clear Miss Weasley?"
"Crystal, Mister Potter." She answered coldly, as he tossed her wand back to her before turning to Mister Zambini's struggling form.
"As for you Mister Zambini, Finite Incantatem, you are well-versed in various spells and curses, but are unfamiliar in their many uses in a duel. You have great potential if you are willing to learn."
"Finite Incantatem!" Harry called out loudly waving his wand intricately over the room full of fallen students. He watched in satisfaction as they got to their feet quietly and he transfigured their desks back in place. "Take your seat please, and we will begin."
Rated: R. HP/SS slash, also HG/RW het. Subject matter not for children, although nothing too graphic, but be careful when reading just to be on the safe side. Mentions the after-effects of rape, as well as some graphic violence in later chapters and sexual content.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or it's characters, that would be JKR.
Sequel to 'Friendship and Beyond.' Takes place the summer after Harry's graduation from Hogwarts. I suggest you read the previous story first; otherwise this one won't make much sense.
First Day of Classes
The Welcoming Feast lasted for two hours in which the new first years were sorted and Harry was introduced as the new DADA teacher, although he was called Mister Potter, rather than Professor. The students, especially the seventh years who knew Harry when he was a student the year before were particularly tickled that they knew the DADA teacher. After the feast was over a few of the more self-possessed students came up to the Head Table to speak to Harry.
"Hey Harry, this is a surprise. I can't believe that they got you to teach us." Colin commented excitedly.
"I can't believe you didn't tell me you would be here, Harry James Potter." Ginny told him angrily although managing to still blush slightly when he looked at her questioningly.
"You are planning on staying for more then a year aren't you?" Another Seventh Year Gryffindor asked hopefully, practically hugging him.
"Well hopefully I can break the curse on the position." Harry answered a little uncomfortable with the familiarity that the students were showing him in the middle of the Great Hall, completely ignoring Ginny's comment. He glanced at Severus and gave him a pleading look, causing Sev to smirk at his plight.
"Mister Potter and I have a few things to discuss, if you dunderheads are quite through?" He asked disdainfully, watching with barely concealed amusement as the Gryffindor contingent scattered quickly.
"You're going to have to do something about that." McGonagall commented from her seat at the staff table.
"I know." Harry answered softly. "Hopefully the novelty will wear off by tomorrow."
Severus just snorted as he led Harry out of the hall and down to their quarters. As soon as the door closed behind them Harry let out a sigh of relief and relaxed in Severus' waiting arms. After a few quiet moments just standing against the closed door with Severus, Harry reluctantly moved away.
"Ready for bed?" He asked tiredly.
"Of course."
They settled down contentedly in bed, holding each other close as they fell asleep soon thereafter.
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Harry walked in to his first class the next morning feeling well rested and prepared. His first class of the day just so happened to be a double lesson with the Seventh Year Gryffindors and Slytherins. He had dressed meticulously for his first day and was wearing a similar jacket to Severus, but instead of black it was dark green and leather. Underneath that was a set of well-worn battle robes, along with his customary dagger strapped to his leg. Although not dressed in traditional robes and armed to the teeth, Harry still managed to look both professional and dangerous. Hopefully his appearance alone would be enough to catch everyone's attention.
The class shuffled in without the drama of inter-house relations, which Harry was accustomed to from his own classes with the Slytherins. There were many people who called out relaxed greetings to Harry by name as well as a few slaps on the back as they passed. Instantly Harry stiffened slightly and deliberately moved behind his desk, waiting for the students to take their seats. Harry took roll call quickly, knowing most of the class by name if not personally.
"Being Seventh Years I would expect you to have a modicum of basic defense skills. Knowing a few of your recent DADA professors I will not be assuming anything about your proficiency level, so we will review all the spells, hexes and charms you should have learned since first year." Harry began casually, only to be interrupted by the classes grumbling.
"Come on Harry, we've already learned those. Why waste the time going over things we already know?" Ginny called out, mumbling under her breath softly. "Especially now that He-who-must-not-be-named is gone."
Harry kept his tempter with difficulty, looking around the room as the students all agreed with Ginny, even the Slytherins.
"You all agree with her?" Harry asked calmly, watching as they answered affirmatively. "Very well get up and move to the center of the room."
When the students merely looked at him in confusion without doing as he said he got frustrated.
"Now!" He snapped out furiously. They hastily followed his orders and with a wave of his wand he cleared the desks and tables as well as any other furniture cluttering the classroom, so that the floor was empty.
"There's no need to yell, Harry." Ginny scolded shakily, only to back up as Harry advanced on the gathered students looking irate.
"Silence!"
His voice echoed off of the walls in the now empty classroom, and the door slammed shut dramatically with a bit of wandless magic.
"Since you all think you know better than your teacher and are well versed in the basics of armed defense you will show me what you know." Harry growled menacingly. "Since I am obviously not capable of teaching my class as I see fit, I want you all to demonstrate your superior… skill."
"What do you mean?" Colin squeaked out fearfully.
"Quite simply I want you to disarm me. If you are able to do so we will move on from there and learn more advanced defense techniques."
"Who goes first?" Jason Zambini asked arrogantly.
"You misunderstand me. I want you all to attack at once using whatever spells you are proficient in, with the exception of the Unforgivables."
"Let me get this straight, if one of us disarms you we win?"
"Correct, Mister Zambini."
As the students were whispering excitedly Harry waved his wand and spoke an incantation softly.
"Magnus Stupefy!"
The spell knocked seven of the gathered students out immediately as the others jumped away.
"That's not fair!" Dennis called out angrily, as his brother was one of the first stupefied.
"Will your opponents tell you before they will attack?" Harry asked calmly as the Seventh Years took out their wands determinedly.
From there the spells flew fast and furious, with the students throwing anything they could their professor's way, most of which was merely absorbed by his shielding charm.
"Incendio!" Zambini threw a fireball at Harry who barely managed to dodge with his still sore body.
Without giving the remaining students time to attack again Harry took each of them out methodically one by one. When it was only Ginny and Jason left he dropped the casual demeanor and looked at them menacingly.
"You both know the spells but not how to use them practically. For example." Harry threw a stunner at Ginny and as she blocked that he hit her with a particularly harsh disarming spell. As she fell he hit Jason with a Confundus charm and then disarmed him easily. He stalked over to both of them as they struggled to get to their feet. "You will address me as Mister Potter in this classroom and show me the proper respect as your teacher, are we clear Miss Weasley?"
"Crystal, Mister Potter." She answered coldly, as he tossed her wand back to her before turning to Mister Zambini's struggling form.
"As for you Mister Zambini, Finite Incantatem, you are well-versed in various spells and curses, but are unfamiliar in their many uses in a duel. You have great potential if you are willing to learn."
"Finite Incantatem!" Harry called out loudly waving his wand intricately over the room full of fallen students. He watched in satisfaction as they got to their feet quietly and he transfigured their desks back in place. "Take your seat please, and we will begin."