Heyy there :) I'm sorry it took so long to update but Muggl Highschool has been keeping me pretty busy. I have used this chapter for character development, and I hope the next one will be up soon! Hope you like it ;)

Pounding. My head was pounding. My ears were buzzing. My vision was black.

Confusion.

Flashes of things…. Lily and Dominique. A dancing crowd… Louis laughing. A bottle of Firewhiskey. A strong embrace…. smoky grey eyes, clearer than the other images…. Malfoy's eyes.

Waaaiiit, what?

Malfoy's eyes? Scorpius Malfoy's eyes? Where was I?

I snapped my eyes open and looked around. I instantly relaxed.

I was in my dorm bed, Louis sitting on one edge, Suki on the other, both looking down at me in a concerned way. The headache intensified as I tried to lift myself.

'Rosie! It's about time!" said Suki, relieved, before pushing me back down.

"You mustn't get up, you're not very stable yet."

"Here, drink this, it's a hangover potion." Louis pushed a cork flask towards me. I nearly dropped it.

"I had a hangover?" I asked terrified. This could not be happening. I couldn't remember a single thing, why I had this headache, why I was feeling so empty, why I remembered those grey eyes so vividly.

"Well, yeah, you kinda passed out at the party yesterday. At first we thought Malfoy had poisoned you, Amity said you were with him when you passed out." said Louis.

"And then how do you know the prick didn't poison me?"

"We told you, you were drunk. Albus hunted Malfoy down, the bloke was wasted too, he told Albus you'd had too much to drink when Albus threatened him." concluded Suki.

Great. Mission accomplished. Now I had to act the part and lie.

"Right, so drink this up and then you can tell us what happened. I did see you with Tristan…" winked Louis.

I gulped. This was bad, seeing as I had to explain why I had passed out drunk in Scorpius Malfoy's arms and probably make something up about me being interested in Tristan. Don't get me wrong, I was interested in him, I just wasn't up for something like that right then. How did I get in so much trouble? I used to be able to control myself, restrain myself, always analyzing things, always being exemplary. So what happened last night?

I covered up, mentioning Malfoy challenging me to drink, something about me liking Tristan, saying I had a low blood pressure and couldn't take the alcohol.

That potion did magic, apparently from James Potter's very own Party Potion collection, so I made it through breakfast in time and was ready for double Defense- Oh, wait; Defense. With the Slytherins.

It dawned on me there was nothing I could do. I would have to endure his sneering, if he paid me any attention at all because he'd be too busy flirting with some ditz he hadn't conquered yet, which would be very welcome, thank you very much. Maybe he'd gone missing sick, although I knew that was only my brain clutching at straws, but I really didn't want to see his face.

I walked on down the corridor with Suki, thinking hard, as we arrived at the classroom. I considered skipping class.

"Hey, Suki, could you look in the classroom for me and tell me who's in there?" I asked desperately. She threw me a weird look but stepped ahead and looked inside. She stood gaping.

Then she turned to me. "Goodness, Rose, it's Harry Potter!" she exclaimed.

Uncle Harry? What was he doing here? My curiosity got the better of me as usual and I stepped forward, forgetting about Malfoy.

Half the class were already seated, whispering excitedly. Professor Ashwinde was positioned at the front, smiling. She was quite young for a Professor, but bold and talented. Next to her was a tall spectacled man, with messy raven hair not quite covering the scar on his forehead and bright green eyes staring right at me.

"Hello Rosie! How are you doing?" he came over to embrace me, smiling.

"Fine, thanks." I grinned. "Did you come to teach us?"

"You'll see" he winked. He had always been my favorite uncle.

Suki was staring up in awe next to me.

When we were all finally seated, bubbling with excitement, Professor Ashwinde spoke:

"Good Morning class. As you see, we have someone very special with us today." She began. "As this is your NEWT year, I thought you should get a more drastic and specific look in DADA, and I thought that Mr. Potter, being head of the Auror Office and having so much experience, was the perfect person. I'll leave the rest to him." And with that, she smiled and departed.

"So, this is your NEWT year. As some of you may have the ambition of becoming Aurors, I am open to any questions about the job and my past. Then I have a little surprise for you." He said. Suki immediately raised her hand.

"Yes, Ms…?"

"Lionell. What sort of tests does one have to go through after taking NEWT exams to become an Auror?"

"Interesting question" said Harry. "Well, they are character and aptitude tests, testing your ability at combat, disguise, defense, discipline and knowledge of the Dark Arts. I warn you that they require hard work, ambition and determination. But the job's worth it."

Esmeralda Chambers raised her hand. Harry had always

"Was the story of the Deathly Hallows true? Does one become Master of Death by owning them?" she asked tentatively.

"Yes, it is true. But they can never be united again, because one is lost forever. They are, however, extremely powerful objects, and I strongly advise you to only approach them for academic study."

The class fell silent. Everyone wanted to get to the practical part.

"No more questions? So, I believe you have covered the Unforgivables, counter curses, Dark creatures and dangerous forms of Dark magic. Have you ever watched a wizards duel?"

Most people shook their heads.

"No? Well. I'd like two volunteers." Almost everybody raised their hands excitedly, including me.

"Miss Lionell, I think, and…?"

He was pointing to someone at the back.

"And Mr. Malfoy."

Great. Now I had to see him full on.

"Smother him" I whispered to Suki as she got up. She rolled her eyes, but I knew she wouldn't miss the chance to prove herself in a duel, plus Defense was her favorite subject. She knew Uncle Harry's and my parents' stories by heart.

"Right. You shall duel each other. The target is to put the opponent in a position where they are unable to cast a spell. No Unforgivables, absolutely no dark magic, and no causing each other serious physical damage." They both nodded, Malfoy loo

king as arrogant as ever.

With a wave of Harry's wand, the front desks were drawn back, clearing space for the duel. The two positioned themselves, ready for battle, wands drawn in front of them.

"You may… begin!"

The first thing Suki did was attack. The first thing Malfoy did was to cast a Shield charm. It just shows their nature.

After that the duel was almost too fast to see, with the two exchanging flashes, after a while their spells non-verbal. It lasted about 12 minutes, then Suki screamed "Stupefy!" .She had achieved distracting Malfoy, and the spell hit him squarely in the chest. He fell back, stunned. Everyone gaped before applauding and Harry looked mightily impressed.

"Excellent! Do you have an ambition to become an Auror?" he asked Suki.

"Yes, actually" she smiled.

"Well, you're certainly talented." He smiled. Suki smiled, pleased with herself, sat back down.

Harry took some time to point out some things about the duel after awakening Malfoy, who's expression was stony, and even performed a few spells.

"Right, so, I believe you have studied Patronuses?"

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