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Chapter 40: First DADA lesson

Over the next days, I and Draco kept taunting each other, the responses getting harsher every time, to the point when Harry asked me if Ive done anything to the Slytherin like that could answer his question. And that was why were we like that with each other.

I was very stressed and my brother tried to calm me down all the time so Hermione and Ron obviously started thinking...things but I honestly didnt give a damn because the first DADA lesson was growing closer and I really didnt like the curriculum for this year and I couldnt bear all the sorries that Draco was showering me in every evening. It went so far that the twins were starting to impersonate him every time they needed a good laugh. And on top of all that, I didnt anticipate that the lack of nightmares over the holidays will make me so affected by the amount of them that Ill get when back at Hogwarts.

But I was strong and I had to keep acting normal. Even though it wasn't that easy. Lavander and Parvati couldn't stop gossiping about their various ideas on why did I and Draco fight so much. And Hermione…at least she was supportive. She knew I was having nightmares, not what kind of nightmares, but I still made her swear not to tell anyone, no matter what happened. That made her a bit suspicious at the begining, but she trusted me a lot so she didn't say anything. But they were getting worse. I was so close, but still so far. I knew a lot of the things they kept hidden, but apparently not the most important. In one of my dreams, Dumbledore was actually going to say the words, the crucial ones apparently, but Hermione woke me because I fell off my bed breathing heavily.

Back to the point…the first DADA lesson was a day far and I was very close to having a panic attack. I've only been for 15 minutes in the same room with Moony since the term started and then I barely kept myself from crying. He lost his best friends, one to Voldemort, one to Azkaban and one who was the traitor. And he lived 11 years beliving Sirius was the traitor and the others were dead. And I haven't seen him in 11 years before revealing to him that I was the one half the Glow thought to be dead. And it really wasn't my biggest wish to embarrass myself in front of all the Gryffindors and Slytherins in my year.(beacuse with Harry's luck we were having DADA with them again)

Eventually Wednesday came and Hermione barely managed to drag me to breakfast.

"You're not hungry?" Harry asked pointing to my untouched food.

"No, not really. Unlike others…" my frown turned into a smirk before pointing towards Ron who was using his fork as a shovel to fill his mouth. He stopped when we looked at him.

"Wha' ? I han' ean' sine last 'it" (What? I haven't eaten since last night)

"Close your mouth Ronald! And eat before you speak."

I didn't hear the rest of Hermiones scolding as the twins sat on either side of me and shot me worried glances then we started whispering.

"Still worried about…"

"…the first DADA lesson today?" I nodded.

"Well, if it helps, we…"

"…had our first yesterday. And it was…"

"…pretty cool. We didn't take any…"

"…notes. Started straight practically "

"That's exactly what I'm afraid of. What if he brings some dark snake? Or a Boggart? Or Cornish Pixies again?"

"Oh, calm down, anything he…"

"…brings can't be that bad."

"I hope so…"

Each of them squeezed one of my hands reassuringly as Hermione dragged me out of the Great Hall to the classroom.

When we got there, Remus was already there. We sat and opened our books.

"Oh, you won't need those. Today were starting with something more practical. Follow me."

Seeing my worried face, Ron whispered."Hey, it's okay. I'm sure it won't be that bad."

When we arrived at the office of the teachers, only Sev was there. He sneered when he saw us entering.

"That Boggart is bound to scare them away. Maybe then Lupin won't be such a good teacher."

That exact moment after hearing him, only one word occupied my whole mind: "Boggart". Certainly Draco's arms were telling a story, one of pure terror of what might possibly get out of the wobbling drawer in front of us. Even if I couldn't see him, for he was at the back of the room, I was positive that his dark purple forearms were full of dementors, green lightnings and dead people.

Shoting me a last worried glance, Sev exited the room. Moony looked at me confused but shrugged and turned to the class.

"Boggarts. Can anyone tell me what they are?" Unsurprisingly, Hermione's hand shot up. Not like anyone even bothered trying.

"They're shapeshifters. They take the form of whatever frightens the person in front of them the most. Nobody knows what they really look like."

"Excellent, Miss…"

"Granger sir"

"Miss Granger. Ten points to Gryffindor." That earned Hermione a round of rolling eyes from the Slytherins.

"Now, the Boggart repelling spell if for transforming them into something funny, beacause laughter is the only thing that defeats them. It is very simple as incantation and wand motion, but what makes it hard is making fun of your worst fear. Repeat after me 'Ridkulus'" We chorused the spell three times before Remus played a song on the gramophone and opened the drawer.

BONG

A snake

BONG

A mummy

BONG

A harpy

BONG

A giant spider

This were pretty easy to make fun of actually, but what made us all laugh was at the begining, when Sev exited the drawer for Neville and ended up in Mrs Longbottom's green dress and matching hat with a stuffed eagle on it. And then…it was Harry's turn. Before the boggart could even change his form form the Jack-in-the-box that it was, Remus jumped in front of my brother. It turned into a full moon and he deflated it, sending it right back into the drawer and dismissing the class. Harry remained there to ask why he couldn't see his boggart and we only had time to talk to him at lunch.

"He said he was afraid it might turn into Voldemort." Hermione and Ron winced

"Well, maybe its not that bad. Imagine what would have happened if he suddenly appeared into the school. Maybe it's better this way."

At potions, Sev told us all how bad most of our potions were. So on paper he wrote the names of the Slytherins and the Gryffindors had to randomly pick one. Like choose your own punishment.

Harry got Goyle, Hermione Pansy, Ron Crabbe and I…Draco. I made a disgusted and horrified face for the others too see, altough from the corner of my eye I could see his yellow arms and I felt the tickling of the phoenix around my right arm.

As soon as the potion has been assigned, we started talking, ocasionaly making angry or taunting faces so it wouldn't be suspicious.

"You got to see your Boggart?"

"Not really, the Golden Boy had been rescued before I had a chance. You?"

"Nope. And I rather preffer it this way. Who knows what might have come out of that drawer?"

His mouth turned up into a smirk.

"What?"

"You wanna go tonight and see what form it takes?"

"Why not? Better see it now than later in life when I don't know it is real or not."

"Perfect…"

After curfew, we met in front of the office of the teachers. The tall drawer was looking even more ancient in the dim light of the fire.

"Can I go first? I'd like to get this over with."

"Sure milady." He outstretched his arm towards the drawer. I waved my wand at it and it opened. My heart was racing. This was it.

A tall, thin figure stepped out of it. His platinum blond locks, pale skin and Slytherin uniform looked painfully real. The full mouth was straighted in a line, not a smirk and his grey eyes were no longer warm, but icy cold and distant. It obviously was an older version of him, but seeing Draco like that made my blood run cold. But what stunned me the most and left me speechless was the black paint along his left arm, revealed by his rolled up sleeves. The Dark Mark was trailed up his pale forearm, and a merciless look was plastered on his face. I froze on the spot, not able to move or speak as I watched him raise his wand, a cruel smirk now taking over his pale face. As he lowered it, the real Draco jumped in front of me. I barely had time to see his mother and a man that looked like an older, long haired version of him(his father propably) laying in a puddle of dark red blood on the floor before the Boggart was back into the drawer.

Just as he got next to me, his eyes soft unlike the cold ones of my nightmare, my knees gave up under me and I fell into Draco's open arms, the tears I didn't realize I was holding finally breaking free and streaming down my face.

Draco's point of view

She broke down, shaking with violent sobs, looking like she was on the edge of screaming, my left arm too full of dark colors to realize how many there were or what emotions. After a while, she started to calm down and to breathe relatively normal. She looked up at me. Her emerald eyes were swollen and her entire face red and full of salty tears. She was still shaking a little, but she was much better than before. And that's when we noticed it: It was her main thought now, so it was on my right forearm. A deep black skull with a snake coming out of its mouth.

"You-you need to cover th-that." She said between sobs.

"Shhh, it's ok, it was just a Boggart. I promised you ,haven't I ?"

"You did, bu-but he won't ask you pol-politely. He'll threaten you some-how. And-and I know that you'll have to if- if he ever comes back, and I won't get mad at- at you, but-"

"Shhh, it's ok" I calmed her before leading her to the Gryffinfor tower.

Third point of view

None of them noticed though the stunned Remus Lupin who saw all of this from his spot in the corner of the room.

After leading Selene safely to the tower, Draco got back angry and sad to his own common room just to find Pansy on the couch, questioning him. He mumbled somehing about a nasty fight with Povans before storming off to his room, leaving a Pansy with her eyes glowing with a burning desire for revenge.

The next morning was bound to be interesting for Selene as a little Slytherin was seeking revenge for her sad friend/love interest.

A/N: So, first things first. The next chapter will start with Pansy's revenge, just for you to know :)). Then, I really am not good at writing emotional or heartbreaking scenes, but please tell me how it was. Now, hope you liked it.

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