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Chapter 11: Back to Classes…
Professor Sinistra and Harry arrived just outside of the testing room. He had to hold his head of house up until the grogginess went away. "Wow…that's certainly a new way of traveling."
"Yes, but quite handy when you want to get somewhere fast that bypasses all wards. Give yourself a few minutes to calm your nerves. So who am I re-testing with?"
The office door behind him opened and a woman in her mid 40's addressed him. "Carmen, are you going to be sick?"
She looked at her old friend with a smile. "It's nice to see you too Kathy. Harry this is Kathy Ward my friend and my Slytherin classmate. We're here to have him re-tested for his O.W.L.'s."
Mrs. Ward shook his hand and ushered both of them into her office. "Alright Mr. Black-Potter…I've reviewed your previous scores, and I don't think you need to retake the Defense against the Dark Arts exam. After all you did have the highest score out of all who were tested. Now this will probably take the next few hours so follow me so we can begin."
"I'll wait for you here Harry." Professor Sinistra told him as her friend and her student walked into another office.
Tonks was in her office looking at her watch and groaned when it was 7:00 am. Trying to stay awake she walked over to the coffee pot and poured herself a cup. She took a sip and nearly spit it out. "Kingsley, did you make this coffee?"
"Yeah, and do you have a problem with my coffee?" Auror Shacklebolt asked.
"How many times have I told you that your coffee sucks? You make it too weak!"
He stood up from his cubicle to glare at her. "If you don't like it then go to that coffee house in muggle London!"
"Maybe you should learn to make a good pot of coffee." She shot back at him.
A grin formed on his face before he replied. "Are you a witch or not? Just conjure the damn thing."
She dumped her cup out and threw it at him. "Maybe I would if the muggles didn't make such good coffee then I wouldn't have to conjure up some."
He started chuckling at her excuse. "So Tonks, how come you and Remus didn't come to the last Order meeting? Or has Harry forbidden you to come to them?"
"Excuse me? He may be the head of my family, but he trusts me because I've never turned my back on him…not once. I don't go to Order meetings anymore because I refuse to be manipulated by that old man. He took my favorite cousin away from me, forced me into suicide missions against Death Eaters, and tried to make me stay away from him. Dumbledore will understand why the Black family was to be feared." She stated not even knowing who just walked through the Auror office doors.
"You got that right 'Dora'."
Kingsley and the other Aurors turned around to see a different Harry Potter being tackled by one of their own. "What are you doing here kiddo? You're supposed to be in Hogwarts and you're already breaking major rules even on the first day by ditching. Sirius would be so proud of you." Tonks wiped a fake tear from her face, and got off of him.
Professor Sinistra smiled down at her former student. "Actually Auror Tonks, I am the reason why he is here. He just re-took his O.W.L. exams since it would be a waste of his time to be in classes that he really doesn't need to be in. I must say that he did extremely well, and he might have surpassed Ms. Granger in overall scores. I know that he didn't study Ancient Runes or Arithmancy…who trained him in it? I know it wasn't you since you were only in Runes class."
She grinned at her former professor. "Actually it was Remus Lupin, my mother, Belle Van Tassel, and I who helped him in those areas."
"So have you missed me that much that you had to give me a concussion?" Harry laughed as he rubbed the lump on the back of his head.
"Even you know the answer to that kiddo. So how did you do?" She asked as she ruffled his hair.
He growled at her, but Sinistra spoke for him. "His old scores were 9 OWLS, but his score now is 16 since he received O+ scores for his 6 main subjects. He also received three magnificent OWLS in DADA, Charms, and Transfiguration."
Needless to say Tonks's jaw dropped after hearing that. "Congrats little brother…wow…I think you just set a new record. I think Remus and Belle will be glad to hear about this…after all we did tutor you."
"Yes you did, and I will send notes to all my tutors. So Auror Shacklebolt, is it alright if I steal her away for some breakfast?" He asked.
Kingsley walked up to him to address the young prodigy. "Of course I don't mind…but can I talk to you in private?"
"Yes I already know about you four from the potion source. Also I appreciate and accept your help in this situation. However, it would be prudent for you to resume your role as before. After all I wouldn't want you to get in trouble."
His words struck deep into the mind of the tall Black Auror. "I understand Mr. Black-Potter, but please don't bring her back in any other different colors then she can already turn herself into. Have fun."
Tonks growled at her superior, and disappeared into the shadows with Harry and Professor Sinistra. "GET ME OFF OF THIS RIDE! I'M GOING TO BE SICK!" Dora and Sinistra yelled in unison.
He smiled as they arrived behind the three broomsticks. "Come on it's not that bad. It's nothing more then a different way of apparition."
"Yeah…you just keep telling yourself that bro."
The three of them walked inside the pub, and sat down at a table. Madame Rosmerta saw her new customers and smiled at Harry. "Well hello there Mr. Black-Potter. I knew I recognized you from when you were in here before with your cubs. So what can I get you folks?"
"How about we just have three of your breakfast meals with a round of coffee?"
"I'll get right on that order for you. Thorne can you bring three breakfast plates and a pot of coffee." Rosie said to the house elf. He bowed before his master and disappeared with a pop. "He's one of my trade secrets since I don't get many customers this early in the morning. So how have you three been?"
Dora smiled at her favorite bar maid. "I've been ok…just everyday working at the ministry, and checking up on him."
"Just been pissing off the manipulative bastard at every chance I get by not being his little weapon against Riddle. You should've seen his face when I was resorted into Merlin's house. Although I do feel bad that I left McGonagall's house, but I refused to stay where those spies reside. I never would've realized that Granger would be so stupid…she sacrificed her freedom to ask to be forgiven."
The bar maid and the Professor were completely shocked to hear that, but Tonks wasn't. "It figures that Sirius's words didn't sink into her head. He said that she didn't know jack about the Wizarding world or its customs, and she gave you a blood oath didn't she? Well the only way that it can be cancelled out is for you to forgive her…if not she has to be your servant until you do."
The house elf came back with their order, and presented it to each of them. He poured everyone a cup of coffee to their liking. "Thank you Thome." Rosie said to him, and he disappeared with a small pop.
"It's a shame that it won't happen anytime soon. She made her bed, and now she has to sleep in it. If she wants me to forgive her then she will have to work for it. Don't give me that face…I'm not going to make her do sexual acts…" He said.
Dora smirked at him, and patted his shoulder. "I'm not your mother…but please don't bring her home with you bearing the news that she's pregnant."
Harry swallowed his coffee hard and started choking. Tonks couldn't help but start laughing as she started slapping his back. "You are one sick and demented individual Nymphet. Do I have to inform your mother about this conversation?"
She glared at him, and smacked him upside his head. "I warned you about saying my name kid!"
"You don't scare me 'Dora…after all I could kick you out of the family…"
She grabbed him by his collar and forced him to look at her. "DON'T YOU EVEN THINK ABOUT JOKING LIKE THAT!"
The two older women broke into silent giggles when they saw the Auror's uniform start changing with the color of her hair. He padded his 'big sister's' shoulder and smiled. "You know I wouldn't do that to you."
"If you want to continue using your normal way of urination then you better not." She threatened.
"Even if you did that 'Nymphie' I would just have to curse you with 'It's a small world' playing as you walk."
Her eyes went wide with shock, and a piece of egg fell out of her mouth. "You wouldn't!"
"Now I maybe sarcastic, dark humored and sometimes downright mean…but I'm not that cruel. I might do it to a few people, but not to you…unless you really piss me off." He smirked at her.
Professor Sinistra and Rosie couldn't help but go into uncontrolled laughter. "I'm sorry Harry, but I don't think that anyone would want that to happen to anyone. Maybe Sirius or your father would have they didn't feel guilt about doing it either…"
He shook his head. "You see Professor that is where people come up with the idea that I am weak and always following the simple misconceptions that I'm like my father and godfather."
"I didn't mean it like that. Actually I see more of your mother inside of you then anything." Sinistra blurted out.
Tonks smiled and ruffled his hair. "Well I gotta get going or else Kingsley will force me to file paperwork for him as punishment. Thanks for breakfast kiddo, and don't forget about your big sister!"
He got out of his chair and gave her a hug before she apparated away. "Merlin, she's going to be the death of me."
"We better get back to Hogwarts before anyone notices that we were gone Harry." His head of house informed him.
"Right…well Rosie it was wonderful having breakfast with you." He put a few extra galleons into her hand. "Don't worry the secret is safe with me…oh and on some disturbing facts…you know Ron Weasley fancies you. I think when I saw into his mind he imagined you wearing a skimpy black lace nightgown holding two bottles of firewhiskey…"
The bar maid felt the bile in her stomach reach the back of her throat and quickly pushed it back down. "Why thank you Harry for that…information. But don't worry I'll make sure that doesn't happen. Now drop by anytime for a butterbeer on the house."
"I think I'll take you up on that offer. But I prefer purple silk, and Dragon's breath whiskey." He said with a smile before he walked back into the shadows with his Professor back to Hogwarts.
She couldn't help but laugh at his comment. "Now you are acting like your father and godfather, Harry."
Dumbledore and the rest of the staff were having a meeting when Professor Sinistra walked in. "Sorry I'm late. I just got back from the Ministry of Magic with my student. Could you tell me what Granger's score was?"
Minerva looked at the official transcripts in shock. "Hermione had 14 O.W.L.'s, but she never received magnificent owls…this is utterly mind blowing that he received 16."
Snape was very proud of him even though his emotionless mask didn't show it. 'Now I expect nothing but perfection from you Potter.'
Tiny Professor Flitwick smiled at the scores. "I always knew that he would be very good at Charms like his mother. After all she had a magnificent owl in my class, and if I'm not mistaken James received a magnificent owl in Transfiguration."
Professor Vector didn't know what to believe. "I cannot believe that even he who didn't take my class would receive an 'exceeds expectations?' I wonder who trained him on it."
"I believe Remus Lupin or Miss Tonks did." The headmaster thought out loud.
"If that is true then I believe that Auror Tonks helped him in Ancient Runes, because she was my top student."
"Yes…it makes sense because his records said that he was the top student in Arithmancy." Vector said with a smile.
"Regardless I'm going to put him into his main five core subjects along with Arithmancy, Ancient Runes, Dueling, Swordsmanship, Care of Magical Creatures, and maybe basic healing." Sinistra informed them.
"Eleven courses? I'm afraid that we no longer have a course for swordsmanship anymore much less have anyone to teach it." Albus commented.
Severus sneered. "If Potter wants to learn how to wield a sword then I will personally instruct him to see if he has the will to keep up. Also I would advise not to make this a public subject."
"Why is that my boy?" Dumbledore asked.
"Headmaster, is it such a problem to ask not to make this public knowledge? It is one thing not to trust Potter as far as I can throw him. However, I would prefer not to have an entire class spending time in the hospital wing for loss of limbs from a sharp object."
A few of the other Professors snickered, but their boss wasn't convinced. "I'm sorry my boy, but I cannot do that unless Mr. Black-Potter is willing to become your apprentice. Until then it will be a weekend elective course. Is there any other business to discuss? Very well then let us go down to breakfast."
Inside the Great Hall, the students started piling in. However, for Hermione she was looking for her friend so she could talk to him. Unfortunately she didn't see him anywhere as the teachers arrived behind the head table. Before the students got to eat the heads of the four houses handed out the schedules.
The resident Gryffindor know-it-all was delighted to see her 10 course schedule in her hand. "What are you so happy about?" Ron spat out at her.
Before she could answer Harry walked in with a frown on his face. She overheard a few giggling girls around her saying: 'he is so cute. I want him as my boyfriend. I wonder how he is when he's alone with someone.'
Even Cho looked at him with pure lust in her eyes. 'Oh my gosh…he is looking really good. Why did I give up on him? He and I would've been so good together…'
He walked up to his head of house and gave her a slight smile. "Good morning Professor. Do you have my schedule ready?"
"Yes Harry, here it is. Just so you know your swordsmanship is only going to be held on Saturday mornings as an elective." She handed her his schedule, and he looked at it. He gave Professor Snape a nod and proceeded to walk out of the Great Hall.
"Mr. Black-Potter! Your sword is not permitted outside of your common room." Dumbledore spoke harshly.
Harry turned around and looked at his headmaster with cold eyes. "It is not against the original rules of the Founders of the school under Article 5 section 32 paragraph 1a. 'Any student of this school can bear a sword or any other defensive weapons as long as they are safely secured.' My weapon is inside the sheathe so you have no ground to stand on. Good day."
Daphne Greengrass caught him before he walked out. "I have something of yours in my common room. My father is still very happy about the Basilisk skin you gave him."
"I am glad to hear that he had enough. Do you mind if we get my order now?"
"Sure, but let me get some toast first." She said before he stopped her.
"It will be taken care of when we come out of your common room. The kitchens are not that far away." The female Slytherin and the former Gryffindor headed out of the Great Hall together.
Sheer jealousy was burning in Hermione's eyes, but she realized that she had no control over her former friend. But that wasn't the case with his other former friends. Most of the Gryffindors didn't agree with him simply making friends with the Slytherins. The only person from that house that didn't complain was Neville. "So what if he's making friends with other students! I don't see a problem with it because he's not in our house. If all of you opened your eyes he's a dragon not a lion! He's gotten over the blind prejudices that we all share, and moved on."
"It doesn't matter! Nobody makes friends with those Snakes! Besides he attacked my sister!" Ron nearly shouted with bits of food flying out of his mouth.
"So is that our problem? Is it our fault that you and your sister were more concerned about money then friendship?" Colin shouted back at him.
"That wasn't the original intent Creevy! I was suppost to marry him!" Ginny countered.
Malfoy decided to come over to put in his two cents with his two cronies. "Sad to say Weasel you had no chance with Potter. I think your loudmouth mother would have him drinking heavily in no time. Besides he would be better off with someone from my house. We actually take care of our own instead of trying to bleed them dry."
Ron's face turned as red as his hair. "Get out of here Malfoy!"
"Oh and what is the big and powerful thief going to do to me? Steal my last knut from my pocket?" He sneered at him before walking away with his bodyguards.
Hermione sighed heavily and started poking at her food. 'I hope I'm in some classes with Harry so we can at least talk…but I don't see why I'm trying since I'm bonded to him now.'
Meanwhile Blaise had just woken up from a good night sleep when Daphne came barreling into the girls dormitory. "Take it easy Daphne. What's the hurry?" She said as she opened the door not knowing that Harry got a good glance at her in her pajamas.
"I would take it easy if I didn't bring Harry down here to get his order."
"Why is he in our common room?" She asked her fellow Slytherin.
"Because I made a purchase in Druid's nightmare for Basilisk skin battle robes. I must say Zabini that you are definitely not a morning person…after all look at that bed hair." He said like a true Slytherin, and scaring the daylights out of her.
Daphne started laughing when Blaise gave her a nasty glare before turning her attention back onto Harry. "So you think that you look any better in the morning?"
"I'll be honest when I say that I'm not a morning person. I don't think I could fit into your pajamas besides they're not in my color."
She walked right up to him and came so close to slapping him. "Leave Potter you're pissing me off."
"Oh it seems that it's someone's time of the month. No wonder you're cranky." Daphne came back out with his battle robes and burst into giggles at the look of horror on her friends face.
"Thank you Miss Greengrass and I shall see you two in potions." He smiled at the both of them and walked out of the Slytherin common room.
'Damn you Potter!' Blaise stormed into the 6th year dorms to get ready for classes.
"At least you weren't moaning his name…" Her friend remarked before bursting into uncontrolled giggles, before 6 pillows smacked her in the face.
Snape had to put on his emotionless mask when he noticed he had his first NEWT level class with the 6th years. "What are all of you waiting for get inside before I start docking points!"
The 6th years who made it into his class quietly walked in and sat down wherever they saw fit. Hermione made sure there was an open seat next to her for Harry, and unfortunately for him it was the last one. "Good morning my lord."
He looked over at her with his cold blue-green eyes with catlike slits at her happy face. "What's good about it? I trust that you know what a blood oath means now."
"Yes I know what it means, but I meant everything I told you on the train. I want to be your friend again without any strings attached, and I will do anything to gain your trust back." She whispered to him as Snape drawled on.
"BLACK-POTTER! GRANGER! DID YOU HEAR A WORD I JUST SAID?"
"I apologize Professor, but it seems that I paid more attention to this Gryffindor then to you." Harry said with true honesty. The rest of the class gasped and looked between him and Severus like an explosion was going to happen.
The Potions Master smirked internally but kept his emotionless mask up. "Five points from Merlin for your cheek! Now move from Granger and sit next to Zabini, and Bones sit next to Granger. For the rest of you split up, because this is your partner for the rest of the year. The potion that you will brew is called 'The Anacrede eclipse'. This is a powerful flesh restorative for those who have lost a limb, and wish to grow it back. The potion was recently created by Potions Master Tsume Shinokowa of Japan. According to his notes it will have to be brewed over the course of two months. The directions are on the board and I suggest that you write them down. Failure to brew this potion properly will result in your expulsion from my class! Get to work!"
"Listen up Potter…you write down the directions and I will prepare the ingredients. Do not screw this up or else I will kill you myself!" Blaise glared at him.
Before she walked off he grabbed her hand. "I wouldn't worry about me screwing this potion up. Instead make sure you don't foul things up when you begin the preparations." He said with a slight sneer.
She tried to say something back at him, but she couldn't help but have some fear while looking in his eyes. She smirked when she saw him holding her hand. "Are you going to kiss my hand since your still holding it?"
He continued to sneer at her, and too her embarrassment he did kiss her hand. "If there is anything else you need kissed just let me know, but you better get on those ingredients."
Hermione's jaw dropped when she heard him say that. 'What the hell has gotten into him? He's never flirted like that before!'
Even Malfoy dropped his knife at his archenemies words. 'HOW DARE YOU SPEAK TO ONE OF MY SLYTHERINS LIKE THAT? NO WAY WILL SHE EVER BE WITH HIM!'
Over the course of the double period Blaise was amazed about how easy it was to work with her partner. She was totally expecting him to be against her since she wore the crest of the Serpent house, nor was she expecting to be able to use his first name. "What's the next step, Harry?"
"Add in the pedals of the lunar flower, and stir clockwise three times. The potion should turn to butter yellow…after that stir counterclockwise and turn down the heat to allow the potion to simmer for 5 minutes."
"Can I ask you a question? Why are you acting like this to me?" She asked barely above a whisper.
He simply smirked at her as he began preparing the next set of ingredients. "If this is too much for you to handle then I guess I could return to being the stupid Gryffindor once again, but that would just ruin the whole clothes setup I bought…stir these in a figure 8 slowly for a few minutes until the powdered elk horn is poured in."
"You do know that I will get revenge on you for embarrassing me." She glared at him.
"You can go as far as you like but I would have to give you my honest opinion…you would look better in soft blue or purple for your sleep ware." Blaise's eyes went wide at his comment and she tried so hard to hide her deep crimson blush from coming across her face, but failed. 'I…AM…GOING…TO…KILL…HIM!'
Daphne Greengrass, who was sitting behind the two, snorted and tried to hide it by coughing. Blaise turned and glared at her friend which sent her into an even bigger coughing/giggling fit. Snape was glancing at the pair for nearly the entire time of the double period. "Is there a problem Miss Greengrass?"
She cleared her throat and looked up to her head of house. "No sir…just choked on my spit that's all."
"You should be stirring in a figure 8 motion by now. All of you have less then five minutes to pack up what you are doing, and clean your area. I would advise that you put your potions under a stasis enchantment to keep them fresh, label your cauldrons, and place them on the shelves in the corner." He said as he walked back to his desk.
Harry did as he was instructed and Blaise cleaned up their area just as the bell rang. He gathered his things and walked out of the Potions lab to head up to Transfiguration. It wasn't too long before Hermione ran up next to him. "I hope you don't mind that I'm walking with you, but can we talk like we normally did?"
"I believe that you are. Is there something on your mind? Don't agree with me flirting 'with the enemy'?"
She sighed heavily at his words. "That's not what I meant. You're a guy and there are many good looking girls that you can flirt with. I'm not going to stop you, but I don't want you to get heartbroken either."
He crooked his head to the side and brought his hand to his face. "I'm shocked to hear you say that Hermione. What's next are you going to make sure that I wipe my arse when I go…hmm what's the American phrase…ah go number 2? Or did you want me to do that for you?"
Her face broke out into a small grin. "You could give Professor Snape a run for his money with your sarcasm. I don't think I would let you wipe my arse nor would I let anyone just yet. Just so you know everybody in Gryffindor has turned against the Weasley's."
He sneered at her words, but a small smile grew on his face. "It's about time that everyone saw the vindictive scum that those blood traitors are."
Malfoy and his goons started laughing at the comment. "I couldn't have said it better Potter. It's just a shame that it took you this long to figure it out."
Harry turned around to the 'Slytherin prince' and silenced them with his stare. "Unfortunately so, however I still do not communicate with the junior followers of a mudblood sociopath of a 'dark lord'. Now if you excuse me I have class to attend."
The group of Slytherins was ready to curse him behind his back. Blaise Zabini watched from the back of the group with a slight smirk on her face. 'Let's see what happens now…I wonder why he's not acting like his 'light sided self anymore'. He could still be Dumbledore's lackey.'
Pansy Parkinson got in his face and kept her wand in her hand. "You think your so big don't you Black-Potter? Your no better then Dumbledore himself and his false ideals of this world! The Dark Lord is the salvation we need! And its people like you 'light sided people' that screw it up for everyone."
Hermione thought that he was going to explode at her from his facial expression, but she saw him smile then burst out laughing. His ice cold emerald catlike eyes bore into Pansy's crystal blue orbs. "Know this you ignorant fool. You are nothing more then a useless tool to Voldemort as is every one of his Death Eaters. Also you will choose your words wisely next time and open your eyes. Everything in this world is not based on light and dark. I walk the path of the 'gray', and if your little brain can't process that information then I suggest you mate with someone of your mental capacity. Now get out of my way."
She looked in horror as she moved to the side to let him pass. Snape watched from the doorway and silently applauded his ally. 'Well said Potter…really it is a shame that nobody else can understand the real meaning of what you meant of the Gray path.'
Malfoy and Zabini followed the former Gryffindor to the Transfiguration classroom in silence. Hermione tagged along with them without saying a word to the Slytherins. "What other courses have you taken this year Lord Black-Potter?"
"Ancient Runes, Arithmancy, Swordsmanship, Basic Healing, Dueling, Care of Magical Creatures, and the other five main courses."
"You honestly believe that you can wield a sword?" Weasley spat out at him with pure jealousy in his eyes when he saw his ex-girlfriend and his former friend walk in together.
Draco was itching to lash out at the blood traitor, but he was beaten by his rival. "Why yes I can and fortunately I can pick my fights which I can win as well."
Professor McGonagall walked into her classroom to see the former best friends glaring at one another. "Weasley sit down this instant or else I will have you removed from my classroom! Is that in anyway unclear?"
"No professor." The jealous Gryffindor replied through clenched teeth as he sat down.
Minerva looked to her two favorite students with pride in her eyes, before walking up to her desk. "Mr. Black-Potter, I must congratulate you on your retaken O.W.L. scores. Never in all my years of teaching have I seen a student score a 'magnificent' before in Transfiguration. Not even your parents achieved that high of a score."
Hermione and the rest of the class minus the Slytherins and one jealous Gryffindor were very pleased to hear about Harry's achievement. However, the resident 'know-it-all' was greatly disappointed because she didn't get any magnificent score on any of her tests. He took a seat next to Neville before replying. "You're welcome Professor McGonagall."
She gave him a tiny smile before beginning her lesson. "Now today we will be discussing the theory of becoming an animagus. It is a hard process of learning the selfless art of self-transfiguration. A Metamorphmagus is a person who is born with the gift of self-transfiguration to suit their needs such as hair color, height/weight, and appearance. It is on a very rare occasion that a metamorphmagus can become an animagus. Can anyone tell me how it is determined how to become an animagus?"
Harry raised his hand when he saw nobody raise theirs. "There are two ways of learning the animagus process. The first and easiest technique is brewing a potion that would induce the drinker into a sort of 'vision quest' to see which animal he or she would become. The second way is through a deep meditative trance which would perform the same 'vision quest' as the potion. After one of those ways is performed then it basically becomes a matter of will power to become that particular animal or animals."
"I couldn't have said it better myself…fifteen points to Merlin. There are many of you here that have the possibility of becoming an animagus; however you will not be tested until your seventh year. Can anyone here tell me the difference between an animagus and a true animal?"
Neville raised his hand proudly before he was called on. "The animal has a primal instinct of its nature and knowledge of its surrounding. However, animagus's have difficulty with becoming a true animagus because of the fact that there is a chance that they may never retain their mind in their animal form."
She looked very pleased at him for his answer. "A very good answer Mr. Longbottom, but that wasn't the answer I was looking for. 5 points for Gryffindor…anyone else want to take a stab at it?"
"When the person transforms into his or her form they assume the characteristics of that particular animal. But if the person is not skilled in any fashion of Occlumency they will succumb to the animal's primal instinct until they are able to re-gain control over their body. The difference between the two is that an animal won't hesitate to kill you whereas an animagus will hesitate thus blowing their cover." Blaise answered for her.
"Correct Miss Zabini and take five points for Slytherin. You see the true nature of becoming an animal is to be a spy. For all you know that your owl, cat, or toad is an animagus. Mr. Black-Potter's owl for example was smarter then any ordinary owl. She protected and looked out for him while she stayed with him. Would you be willing to call her to you?"
The look on Ron's face was one of horror whereas Harry's was one of triumph. "Hedwig, could you come here?" He spoke in Pyre-tongue. After a moment in complete silence a flash of blue flames…and a silver looking Phoenix flew down to his shoulder. She rubbed her head against his cheek, and he stroked her feathers with a small chuckle.
"Oh my goodness Mr. Black-Potter! Is that a Phoenix?" Professor McGonagall exclaimed as she clutched her chest.
"Yes she is, but don't look so surprised Professor…this is Hedwig." He said as he glared hatefully at his former best friend.
The jealous Weasley felt like running out of the room, but he didn't want to give himself away by acting like a coward. 'Damn! I was sure that I got rid of those ashes!'
"I know that she isn't an animagus. She is just very protective of me since she is my familiar, and that's why she was smarter then the average owl." He said while stroking her feathers again. "Harry-mage, these students here are looking at us strange? I want to pluck the person's eyes out who killed me before I became a phoenix."
"Don't worry Hedwig; I'm not going to stop you if you want to. I'll see you later on." He said to her. She rubbed her head against his cheek, took flight off of his shoulder, and pecked Ron's head hard before bursting into blue flames.
Ron cussed loudly when he felt the pain at the top of his head and the blood on his fingers from his wound. "Bloody 'effing hell!"
"TEN POINTS FROM GRYFFINDOR FOR YOUR CRUDE LANGUAGE MR. WEASLEY! Now I want all of you to think of the animal you would be…and I don't mean an animal to make you look cool. Not everyone has the talent of becoming a magical animal." She glared at the jealous Gryffindor in front of her.
'Gee that shouldn't be too hard since I already know my three animals…it would throw her for a loop to know that all of my forms are magical creatures.' Harry smirked to himself.
"Well now it seems that Mr. Black-Potter knows what animal he would relate to…would you care to share with the entire class? Or would you rather I put the spell on you?" McGonagall asked.
"Whatever you wish professor." He replied back with a smirk that would rival 'Padfoot.' 'I might as well play a prank on 'Minnie.'
The class watched as the Transfiguration professor pointed her wand at her former 'lion'. "Grafican Revelous Animaguim!"
Harry was instantly surrounded in a gray mist that slowly disappeared over the matter of thirty seconds to reveal none other then himself. A few people in the class sniggered because Potter didn't transform into anything. Professor McGonagall was a little disappointed that nothing happened since his biological father and adopted father were unregistered animagus. "Well it seems Mr. Black-Potter does not happen to have the gift of becoming an animagus."
A smirk came across his face when he showed her his shadow wolf canines. Neville looked up at him and gawked at his friend's teeth. "Professor it may appear that you were wrong since his teeth have changed."
She walked over to him, and glared at her newly appointed favorite student that said 'stay after class.' "Yes it appears that you are right Mr. Longbottom. His teeth do resemble a 'canine' species…so this would mean that he would either turn out to be a common dog to a wolf. Is anyone else brave enough to take a guess at the animal they would represent?"
Daphne raised her hand. "I believe that I would be a calico cat." Unfortunately she was very wrong when she turned out to be a blue jay. It took a few students to catch the hyper bird before she was restored to human form. Blaise decided to take a stab at it, and she was transformed into a gray spotted timberwolf. Hermione became a tan coyote which really threw the class for a loop.
However, the funniest part of the class was when Ron claimed that he would be a fox. Unfortunately he was wrong…very wrong when he turned into a red ferret. Draco was no better when he became a gray squirrel. Before anyone else could be tested the bell rang. "I want everyone who wasn't or didn't fully transform during this session to write a foot essay of what animal they would transform into. Stay behind Mr. Black-Potter!"
A smirk came across his face as the class filed out of the classroom complaining about the homework they received. "Tell me the truth Potter, are you an animagus or were you just fooling the spell?"
"I would like to answer you Professor, but I like to keep my secrets to myself rather then read it all over the Daily Prophet or the Order knowing everyone of my moves." He said with a cold edge to his voice.
She sighed, and gave him her oath of secrecy never to betray what he was about to tell her. "Now would you be willing to tell me? Ever since you were little I wondered what animal would represent you. You know what your father and godfather were, and your mother was a white owl…so you can't blame me for not being curious."
He did a magical sweep of the room to find it clean of listening charms and other spying spells. "Very well then Minnie." He transformed into his shadow wolf form, and looked up at the shocked expression on his former Head of house's face.
"Oh my dear lord…I thought correctly that you would become a wolf, but a SHADOW WOLF!? Harry, do you know what this means? You are the first in many generations of the Potter line to be a magical creature. I wish James, Lily, and Sirius could see you now." She said as a happy tear fell from her eye as she petted him.
He transformed back into himself with a smirk on his face. "You shouldn't cry Professor. Think about your seventh years that are standing outside your classroom."
She tried to glare at him, but couldn't help smiling. "You've certainly have thrown me for a loop, and if you keep doing that then I will be forcing you to become my apprentice! Now move onto your other class."
"Yes ma'am, but if I may venture for a guess I think Professor Flitwick will also be motioning for me to become his apprentice as well." He smirked back at her before heading off to Charms.
'I swear that boy will be even worse then Sirius or James combined. I just hope that he doesn't kill anybody…I would hate to see what they would look like.' She mused as her 7th years came in.
Dumbledore was pacing around in his office fuming. 'How can Potter get away with ruining my reputation like this? With this stupid probation I can't properly manipulate him into battling Voldemort. Not to mention that I have to swallow my pride and acknowledge that Severus was right.'
He walked over to the fireplace and threw in some floo powder. "Department of Magical Law Enforcement, Amelia Bones's office."
"What do you want Dumbledore? I am in the middle of a meeting with two of your vigilante group discussing why they would willingly abandon their posts as Aurors."
"Now Amelia I'm sure that we can discuss this without having to cost good people their jobs."
"Well now we won't be discussing anything since your words have no meaning here. Until you realize that your 'grand design for the greater good' of sacrificing people to turn Death Eaters back onto the light side will not happen then we have nothing to speak about. Goodbye."
The headmaster's mood did not improve after the fire call. "Can't these people just understand the fact that I am just trying to help the world!"
"Perhaps if you took more action instead of cowering behind your desk manipulating people then you would still be in power, but no all you Gryffindors think that your 'holier then thou' and can do no wrong. How do we even know that you defeated Grindelwald?" One of the Slytherin headmaster portraits spoke up.
He pulled out his wand and silenced all the portraits. "I don't need to hear it from all of you. I have my design in motion and I won't allow anything to disrupt it."
Meanwhile in Charms class…Professor Flitwick was teaching them about animation spells and enchantments for inanimate objects. "Now you see these spells are helpful for self-cleaning tools…and other household items. However these spells can also be used for defense, for offense, and protection. We will be trying this spell on the objects in front of you. The spell is Agito Inservio…off you go then."
Hermione was sitting next to Harry once again, and instead of trying it out she observed how he was going to approach his task. 'That's odd…what happened to his wand? It looks different then the last time…I've never seen these kinds of runes before…I have to do some research on it.'
Harry couldn't help but smirk when he looked around the room, and seeing everybody failing at their task. 'This is positively funny that they can't even get a simple task done to a rock. Good thing Bella, Tonks, and Remus taught me everything above N.E.W.T. level. I just hope that she won't kill me when I see her at home…'
"Mr. Black-Potter, I noticed that you haven't been working on your task. Would you like me to help you with it?" Professor Flitwick asked.
He smiled at the tiny Charms professor, before he waved his wand in an 'S' motion then flicked. The stone sprouted tiny arms, legs, a mouth, eyes, and red hair. Everyone in the class looked over at his stone to see it doing a short tap dance and breaking out into a song:
"Oh you may think I'm not pretty, oh you may think I'm not smart, do you honestly believe that I could look anymore then a taller version of a pea-brained Weasley? Did you know that he fancies a certain bar maid at the three broomsticks that is just as old as his own mother? Just remember that 'Weasley was born in a bin, he'll always let the quaffle in, and that's why Weasley is our Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing!"
Everybody in the class burst out in laughter, except for the person it made fun of. Ron became so enraged he nearly leaped over his desk to punch Harry in the face. However he was restrained by two of his housemates, because they didn't want to loose anymore house points. Flitwick wiped the tears of mirth from his eyes. "Oh that was wonderful work my boy, and you have the talent of your mother. I personally trained her to become a master of Charms. Keep up the good work."
"Thank you Professor. I'm sure my mother would be proud that I've inherited her talent."
Throughout the class period only two other students besides Harry completed their task…one Gryffindor and one Slytherin…Hermione and Blaise. While he was walking alone to Lunch someone fired a curse at him. With quick reflexes he put up a shield that absorbed the curse. "You must really be a coward to attack someone from the back Weasley."
"Think you're pretty funny don't you! Always finding new ways to gloat about yourself! You're nothing more then a bastard who's obsessed about his fame and fortune! Why don't you go back to your master and kill more innocent people like you're ordered to!" Ron spat at him.
A dark grin came across his face, and he turned around to face the stupid Gryffindor. "Sounds like you're speaking from experience now doesn't it? Only in your case you're licking Dumbledore's boots instead of Voldemort's. But then again I guess you can't do anything without trying to look down a female's shirt to feel important."
The Jealous Weasley growled and threw a punch at his former friend. However his fist was caught, he was lifted up by his throat, and slammed against the wall. "I'll just say this you imbecile, you are and will never be in my league due to you being blind and stupid. Do yourself a favor and go mate with Parkinson at least she is at your mental capacity. I would feel sorry for any other girl who ends up with your sperm." He dropped him to the ground and calmly walked away.