Chapter 12: Professor Wesley and His daughter
Disclaimer: It's all J.K. Rowling's stuff, I'm just twisting it around.
"Don't bother to unpack your bags," Professor Wesley said as everyone filed in for their last class of their already tiring day. "I want everyone to sit in alphabetical order by last name. A's in the back right corner, Z's in the upper left corner. There you go."
Everyone began finding their seats, making sure that everyone was on the correct side of them. Harry wound up between Pansy Parkinson and an annoyed looking Ravenclaw with materials out, ready to take notes.
"I'm not good with names," Wesley said surveying the students. "If you don't believe me, ask the brunette in the middle of the classroom. Goes by the name Katie. Please stand up Katie so we can all worship you."
Katie turned a deep shade of scarlet as she stood. Amanda found this amusing.
"Do you have something to add to that Miss Wesley?" the professor asked.
"She never responds to me when I call her Katie," Amanda said trying to keep a straight face.
"What do you suggest we call her then?"
"O.B. usually works," Amanda said, no longer able to hide her laughs.
"Well, since Amanda here can come up with names we can respond to, I say she creates a nickname for everyone in the class," Mr. Wesley smiled. Amanda's faced dropped to disbelief.
"I'll shut up now," Amanda said.
"That's what I thought," Mr. Wesley said. "But, I don't know anyone, aside from those two girls, so I want to go through everyone and have you say their name, house, and one thing about you. Back left corner, would you please begin?"
Mr. Wesley would sometimes make comments making the class laugh, or question people more about what they said about themselves. When he got to Hermione, he quizzed her for a few minutes about all she seemed to know and finished with, "Well, if I'm ever sick, Hermione gets to teach."
When he was questioning Harry, he asked, "Have you followed in the Maraurder's footsteps or your mothers?"
"Um, more the Marauders I guess," Harry replied. "Why do you ask?"
"I just want to know what I'm in store for. Okay, girl, we're not going to be tested on this, so you can put your parchment away. And tell us about yourself."
After a while, it was Ron's turn. "I'm Ron Weasley and I'm in Gryffindor. I'm deadly afraid of spiders, especially those giant spiders out in the forest. They're huge and I swear they tried to eat the car."
"How do you know about giant spiders in the forest?" Wesley asked.
"Harry and I wandered in there to prove Hagrid was innocent after being accused of opening the Chamber of Secrets back in second year."
"It seems that you are more like me than your father."
"What's that mean?" Ron asked.
"Could you please stay after class," Mr. Wesley said. "I would like to have a private conversation with you. Okay, Miss Wesley, you're next."
"Well, my name is Amanda Wesley, do you think you can remember that Professor?" Wesley gave her a deadly glare while the rest of the class laughed. "And I'm in Ravenclaw. About me… well, I just found out yesterday that my father has lied to me my whole life about his past."
"Detention," Mr. Wesley howled.
Everyone sat surprised. Katie had gotten away with calling him "Brother Glenn" and he smiled. When Amanda indirectly called him a liar, he became infuriated. However, Amanda looked even madder than he did. She stood up abruptly and stalked out of the room. After a minute to compose himself, he turned to Blaise Zabini and asked him about himself.
"That was an interesting class," Hermione said to Harry as they stood in the hall waiting for Ron to finish his conversation with Professor Wesley. "What do you think he wants to talk about with Ron?"
"Who knows," Harry said. "But since he used to be a Weasley, they might be distantly related."
"Well, I'm excited to get started on our homework," Hermione said. "I really want to test to see if I can master the Zodian Charm."
"Hermione," Harry smiled. "You can master every charm you come upon. I'm more excited to see if I can get that Golden Falcon Charm. It seems like it would be useful, and probably strong for Gryffindors. Also, I think I've unintentionally created that Chinese Dragon Charm and used it to destroy Nagini."
"Ron," Hermione said. Harry turned to see a pale-faced Ron walking out of the classroom.
"He's… him and my dad are… they're twins," Ron managed.
"WHAT!" Hermione and Harry yelled in unison.
"It's true," Ron said. "He showed me a bunch of things to prove it."
"Like what?" Hermione asked.
"Birth certificate for one thing," Ron said. "He was born at the same time and place as my dad to the same parents. And pictures, and it's all confusing because my parents never told me I had another uncle."
"That makes Amanda your cousin," Harry laughed.
"It does," Hermione growled. "What an annoying brat she is. And how dare she talk to a teacher in the manner she did."
"That teacher also happens to be her father," Ron pointed out.
"And does that make a difference?" Hermione asked. "No it doesn't. He is a member of the faculty and should not be treated with disrespect. In fact, a parent should be treated with more respect than teachers."
They finally arrived in the common room to find Irving demonstrating his amazing talents of creating the Concentrated Soul Charms. He started off with the "simplest one," which turned out to be a Patronous Charm. Hermione's face flushed because she was still trying to master it. "Expecto Patronum!" A large silver gorilla burst forth from Irving's wand and began to bang its chest. It then circled the Common Room, scaring a few people, before it disappeared.
The Trio stood and watched as Irving performed the Golden Falcon Charm, the Chinese Dragon Charm, and the Zodian Charm flawlessly.
"And for the final one," Irving said.
"There is no way you can perform a Silver Eagle Charm," Hermione yelled stomping toward Irving.
"Sure I can," Irving said. He closed his eyes and pointed his wand toward the ceiling. Moments later, a tiny Silver Eagle appeared and circled the room. Hermione's jaw dropped. "I can create a Silver Eagle, but no larger than that. It's no where near complete. Amanda and I used them as a note passing system at Newtseye."
The tiny Eagle flew past Hermione's ear and Irving's voice was in her head saying, "I told you so!"
"Where did you learn to do those?" Ron asked taking a seat in an armchair.
"My old school put an emphasis on those," Irving explained.
"Teach then," Neville said. "I can't do any of them."
Harry felt a pang of jealousy as Irving began teaching Neville. He had taught Neville in their fifth year, and now Neville was turning to the annoying American for help.
Harry sat on the couch beginning a six-inch Charms essay Flitwick had given him, when suddenly there was a tap at the window. Outside, a Silver Eagle, twice the size of Irving's was circling. Katie's eyes lit up and she ran and opened the window. The Eagle circled Katie a few times and Katie nodded. The Eagle flew back out the window and Katie packed her bag and ran out the portrait hole.
"What was that about?" Ron asked.
"Amanda was calling Katie," Irving said.
"That was Amanda's?" Hermione seemed enraged.
"Yeah," Irving said. "The girl might not be brave, but when it comes to being smart, that girl could accomplish anything a teacher asked her to. It's a shame that she did it in a way to show them up."
"I'm getting hungry," Harry said to Ron and Hermione staring at them intently hoping they realized what he was really saying. "I'm going to put my stuff away and then head down to the Great Hall."
"Good idea," Hermione said, and from the tone of her voice, she understood.
"Okay," Ron said. He didn't understand, but knew they were up to something.
They all walked up to the dormitories and Harry grabbed the Marauder's Map and the Invisibility Cloak. "I solemnly swear I am up to no good," Harry tapped his wand to the map.
"There they are," Hermione said pointing to a spot near the lake that Katie was just approaching.
"Come on," Harry said, shoving both items into his pockets. They quickly walked out of the room and made their way toward the grounds. Once they were outside, they all crowded together and Harry threw the cloak around them. They approached the two girls as much as they could until it was too risky to get any closer because the girls would likely hear them. Ron reached into his pocket and pulled out three Extendable Ears and they listened to the conversation.
"I can't believe him," Amanda sounded as if she had been crying. "His whole life, my whole life. He couldn't trust us. I'm his daughter. But then again, he always did favor Patti."
"Amanda," Katie gasped, "don't you believe that. He loved you more than you will ever know probably. Just like your mom. He was just hiding, and it was too risky to tell you about his real identity, especially since you were in a magic school. Imagine if you had told someone like Drusilla or Samara. The whole Wizarding world would have found him out and he could have been in a lot of trouble."
"That's not the point," Amanda snapped. She slowed her words and said calmly, "Sorry. He didn't have to tell me who he really was, but it would have been nice to know that he was a wizard. Instead, he pretended he was a Muggle. It's annoying enough that Patti does, but she doesn't have powers, so it's okay for her to."
"What your dad did was wrong," Katie agreed. "What he did in class was even worse. How dare he give you detention on the first day of school, especially when he has no idea how evil you can be when you want to."
"That pissed the hell out of me," Amanda pouted. "I hate him."
"Don't say that Amanda," Katie protested, but Amanda shook her head.
"We had better head in," Hermione said. "It's going to rain any minute and it'll be suspicious if we're wet."
"Good thinking," Ron said, collecting the Extendible Ears.
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