Harry had once considered DADA to be one of his favourite classes even with Quirell teaching it but that had soon disappeared. If anything was a bigger joke then the text books it was the professor himself. If Quirell had smelled like garlic, this man smelled like a perfume shop, and like the over powering flowery perfume Harry remembered Grandma Delacaur used to wear all of the time. After the firs class when the man had brought in Cornish pixies claiming they were a dangerous creature, after giving them a pop quiz about himself, and set them loose on the class, Harry had been certain they would be in for a horrid year. Harry actually found himself hoping that the curse of the DADA teachers which had only ever seen Quirell coming back for a second year, would strike again.

Harry and his friends were grateful for Remus for he was able to tutor them a bit for they wanted to actually have a chance if they got a real teacher the next year. Remus kept up hope perhaps one of these days he might be asked to teach it. He was reminded that the DADA teacher at Beauxbautons was retiring in two years but he had come here to be with his husband and son. Severus sometimes felt guilty he was denying his husband a chance at a real job but when Remus knew what his husband was thinking he reminded Severus they had both wanted to come here and be with their son.

The weekend of Halloween Harry and Draco were coming in from a rain drenched quidditch practice with their team. One would have thought with thunder the practice would have been cancelled but Markus was so intent on them winning again, he said as long as there was no lightening they were practicing. Their practice had ended an hour earlier then usual for lightening had come but they were all soaked through and were muttering about mutiny under their breath as they came.

They were stopped though as they were heading for the dungeons by Filch. "What do you think you are doing? Look at my floors. Trying to make more work?"

Harry pointed out the windows. "There has been a storm going all morning and we have been on the pitch sir, there is nothing we could do about it."

Grumbling Filch said something which sounded like they could have hid under tree until the storm ended but he began dragging Harry and Draco towards his room saying they would be mopping up their mess ad if he heard another complaint out of them about it, he would hang them from their ankles with chains from he roof.

Suddenly Ginny Weasley appeared around the corner. "Mr Filch sir you have to come quick sir. Peeves is up in one of the classrooms and is making a mess."

Filch glared at the other two. "Don't think you have gotten away with anything. Next time I catch you making such a mess, you will be in chains."

Watching as the man took off they thought the timing was too perfect and they had a feeling they had twin red heads to thank for getting hem out of trouble, since Ginny had been used to get Filch. It turns out they were right that it was a red head and the twins had bee involved, well George had been, but they were bowled over laughing when they realized the other one had been

Charlie put them in a headlock as he met them on the way down to the dungeons. "Even the staff sometimes wants to hex that man. Thought you could use help."

Harry laughed. "Sometimes I forget who was the original prankster in your family. The twins told me who they learned a lot from."

Shrugging Charlie could not deny it though of course he had since becoming a professor this year, done apprenticing last year and taking over for Kettleburn now, bee trying to follow the rules but every once in a while he turned blind eye or he even helped out. When it came to Filch even Professor McGonagall who was one of he most strict teachers the school had ever had, had been known to turn a blind eye.

George appeared moments later. "Glad to see that worked out. Oh by the way you two have been invited to a Death Day party for Sir Nick on Halloween."

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Though they had not wanted to miss the Halloween feast and Sir Nick was not eve their ghost, Harry and Draco as well as Blaise decided to attend the party for a little while before the feast. It was not every day that someone got invited to the Death day party of one of the school ghosts, they were one of he few humans on the guest list. It seems Sir Nick was quite friendly with the twins, helping them out a bit, and he had become impressed with the stories of the young Slytherins.

They were relieved when they got to the party that they would be heading for the feast for the food at the party was definitely intended for the dead and not living. They found themselves almost wishing that Lockhart was there for his perfume could have covered the smell of the food. But they enjoyed seeing the headless hunt.

They were heading out from the party though when they had run into Ron, or well saw him. Harry looked over at Fred. "What is your brother doing?"

Fred shrugged, having no idea what the fool would be doing down in the dungeons. "I would have thought he'd worry about your house or about your father."

Making a comment about he should be worried Severus would either make him clean cauldrons or the snakes would flush his head, they stopped when they actually heard what Ron was saying for he seemed to be muttering something under his breath the entire time. They knew he was always a bit mixed up but he seemed to have bee acting a bit off that year, and odd for Ron really meant bizarre. He seemed be the only student who actually liked the new DADA teacher and had been spending more and more time in his so called tutoring sessions but they had o idea what he was actually doing or learning in them.

Ron was looking every where. "There has to be some kind of way in around here some where. I mean it is below."

George grabbed his brother by the arm. "What the hell are you going on about? You looking for the entrance to the sewers or something?"

Shaking his brother off Ron stormed away and the others laughed. They headed for the Great Hall as the feast was about to start and they had o intention of missing one of the best meals that was served there at the school.. Besides for all they knew Ron could have lost his mind from all of the perfume he was around lately.