Tale of a Female Werewolf
Part 10
The odd DADA class
By: Lavander Blues
Disclaimer: Harry Potter is owned by J.K. Rowling and not the company-that-must-not-be-named. They own the crappy action figures and cartoons or whatever you call those drawings cause they're not really that cartoonish… I own Amanda Ookami, though you probably already know all this.
A/N: this is just a long chapter that I have been working on for the past month or so. 'Rouge' is pronounces like in X-men not like the French way. Hope you enjoy this extra-long segment of my story.
Amanda and Hermione were walking to DADA after Herbology talking about the most uninteresting plant in the universe, daffodils. Why the muggle plant was so important in the wizarding world was beyond them. They walked into the DADA classroom, the first ones there, to find that Professor Lupin wasn't even there today. Instead a tall, muscular man with red hair, more so than Ron's, with green-blue eyes and a look of hollowness in them. He had one of those looks on his face that said 'I'm up to no good.' Hermione looked at the man, taken aback, like she knew who he was or something. Amanda looked at him in confusion, wondering were Professor Lupin was.
"Hello there." He said. "You're probably wondering who I am and where Professor Lupin went off to, right?"
"I guess you could say that…" Hermione said, looking at Amanda.
"Well, I'm Professor Logan Rouge, and I'm only teaching for the day." He replied. "And Professor Lupin went off an 'errand' for Professor Dumbledore."
"Professor Rouge, eh?" Amanda said, taking all of this in.
"Yes." He said.
"Look more like a Black to me." Hermione muttered under her breath. Amanda turned and stared at her. Professor Rouge just gave her a small smile and went back to whatever he was doing before he came in the class. Amanda and Hermione went and sat in their spots. Hermione sat in front of Amanda at the back of the classroom.
"Why did you say that he looked like a Black, Hermione?" Amanda asked, leaning forward after they got settled in their spots. "And why did he look at you like he knew what you were talking about? Are you not telling me something?"
"Because he looks like someone I know, and he knows who I know and yes, I'm not telling you something cause if I tell you, you might tell someone else who will tell the Ministry about who I know." Hermione answered, turning around in her seat.
"Why would I tell the Ministry?" Amanda asked, slightly offended. "I'm not that stupid or untrustworthy, am I?"
"No, it's just…" Hermione started, then sighed. "You know about that time when I told you Sirius Black the escaped convict who was believed to have betrayed Harry's parents was his Godfather?"
"Yeah, so." Amanda replied, her annoyance still rising.
"Well, lets just say, for arguments sake, that he didn't betray them and he was wrongly accused for things he didn't do and he is still on the run and in contact with Harry." Hermione finished.
"Oh, that's big then, isn't it." Amanda asked, her annoyance dying. "So you think that that's…" she pointed to the front of the classroom. Just at that point, Harry and Ron chose to enter the classroom.
"Hello Professor Lupi…" Harry said, looking at the teacher and stopping suddenly. Ron bumped into him and fell backwards.
"Oof. Harry your not suppos…." Ron said, looking up. His face turned from annoyance with Harry to amazement and shock to Professor 'Rouge'.
"Sirius?" Harry asked, looking at the teacher.
"Yes Harry?" Professor 'Rouge' asked.
"Oh my God! What the…" Ron cried.
"Ron! Quiet down, will ya!" Sirius cried quietly. "I've already had enough trouble with McGonnagall today for looking so must like myself."
"See," Hermione said to Amanda. "And I was right too."
"Nice Godfather Harry. Wow. Who would have thought. An escaped convict is teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts." Amanda said, looking at Sirius.
"What are you doing here?" Harry asked.
"I'm teaching your class for the day." Sirius answered. "Why?"
"Where's Professor Lupin?" Ron asked.
"He's off rounding up some old students from the school for Dumbledore." He answered. "How come boys ask so much more that girls do?"
"Cause we're sweet, sensitive and we already know everything." Amanda answered.
Harry snorted. "Hell ya. Amanda? Sensitive? Sensitive my asre!"
"I'm probably more sensitive than you think I am." Amanda replied sharply.
"Well, you sure don't act it." Harry retorted. "And for someone who says they know all, you don't act that either!"
"Take that back!" Amanda said, mock angrily. "Or I'll have to come over there and kick your sorry lil' arse!"
"Bring it on!" Harry said.
"Maybe I will."
"Okay!"
"Okay!"
"Now, now children… " Sirius said. "We don't want to have to scrape you off the walls, now do we? That's all I need… Harry Potter has the crap kicked out of him while a Sirius Black look-a-like was teaching his defense against the dark art class. It will make the headlines everywhere."
"There, there Sirius." Harry said. "We won't start an argument."
"Um, guys some of the students are coming." Ron said, looking out of the door. "Maybe we should sit down." He and Harry walked over and sat down beside Amanda and Hermione. The rest of the students entered the classroom in the next five minutes and all gave Professor 'Rouge' an odd look, wondering where Professor Lupin was. When the bell rang, and Professor 'Rouge' finished role call, he introduced himself top the class.
"Hello class, I am Professor 'Rouge…'" he said, almost doing the little quotation mark thingys with his hands, but decided against it. Harry snorted at his name, because well, his name was French for red, which was really wrong.
"Have you ever seen X-men, per chance?" Hermione asked.
"No, what's that?" he asked.
"It's just a muggle movie… are you sure?" she answered.
"Pretty sure…" he replied.
"Okay, if you say so…" Hermione said.
"Now, anyway, Professor Lupin asked me to go over the dark creature you did a few weeks ago… he didn't say which one it was, so your going to have to help me with that. Any suggestions?"
"Well, a few weeks ago, we did werewolves…" Hermione said.
"Can we not do them and say we did?" Amanda said, very quietly, sinking into her seat.
"Nope, that wasn't it…" Professor 'Rouge' said, thinking about what Dumbledore told him to do.
"Umm…." Harry said. "Maybe he wanted us to do Vampires."
"Oh… that sound interesting." Ron piped up.
"Yeah, why don't we all be predigest against them instead of the werewolves." Amanda said haughtily. Half the class turned and stared at her. "It was just a suggestion, no need to give me weird looks."
"Ummm… no, it wasn't Vampires either." Professor 'Rouge' said giving Amanda an odd look.
"Was it escaped convicts from Azkaban?" Dean asked excitedly.
"Oh, yeah Professor 'Rouge,' can we do that?" Lavander Brown asked in a hushed excited kind of voice.
"Well…" Professor 'Rouge' said, reluctantly.
"Please?" everyone in the class gave him the doggy eyes.
"There is only one escaped convict from Azkaban, why would you want to talk about that?" he asked.
"Because it would be more interesting than werewolves or vampires."
"Werewolves are interesting!" Amanda said haughtily. This time, everyone turned at looked at her. Harry mouthed 'You're gonna give yourself away' when no one was looking.
"What, am I really that interesting to look at? Turn around and pay attention to the teacher!" she cried indignantly. Everyone turned back and looked at Professor 'Rouge' again.
"Now I remember!" Professor 'Rouge' cried out. "It was…" But he never got to finish his sentence because Professor Lupin opened the door.
"Oh… never mind, since your teacher is back early." He said annoyed.
"Si…" Professor Lupin started, then noticed the class full of students.
"Ruis?" Harry asked.
"Black." Ron stated.
"Where?" Half the class asked looking around, expecting to see the escaped convict in the room.
"Nowhere!" Professor 'Rouge' said hurriedly. "May I speak with you Professor Lupin?"
"Ohh… sure." Lupin replied, snapping out of his daze. "Here, In my office." The two went to the back of the classroom and into Professor Lupin's office.
The whole class burst into talk about nothing really. Amanda just sat, staring into space.
"Amanda… Amanda?" someone said into her ear.
"Huh?" she said, turning to whoever was talking to her. It was Harry. "Yeah, Harry?"
"You okay?"
"Yeah, why?"
"You looked kinda out of it."
"Because I was staring into space?"
"Yeah… kinda…"
"Okay…" she said, giving him a raised eyebrow look.
"Sorry…" he said. "It's just…"
"It's okay, don't worry about it." Amanda said sympathetically. "I know it's kinda freaky when you find out that your friend is something she doesn't seem like."
"Yeah, I guess."
"I mean, even I shock myself sometimes."
"I bet." He said. Hermione turned around.
"Hey, guys, guess what?" she said.
"What?" Amanda and Harry asked in unison.
"We don't have any subjects tomorrow." She answered her eyes exceptionally bright.
"Umm… Hermione… just wondering… why do you think that is so great?" Amanda asked, looking at her weird.
"Well… because there are going to be a bunch of big quizzes from the fifth years on different subject to help us decide what we want to be later in life." She answered, her eyes shining brighter as she said this.
"And that's good how?" Harry asked.
Hermione gave him a look. "Well, it won't matter for you because we all know you'll just become an Auror and defeat you-know-who."
"Yeah… probably…" Harry replied gloomily. "Why me?"
"Because the idiot shares your blood." Hermione said. "Also because you 'killed' him in the first place and he'll be after your blood until he dies… and lastly…."
"Don't say it." Harry said, knowing what was coming.
"You're Harry Potter." Amanda finished for him. "The great doer of everything."
"I am not." Harry said.
"Yes, you are Harry Potter." Amanda replied. "at least I hope you are… you're not some death eater in disguise, are you?"
"No, I mean I'm not a 'great doer.'" He said, haughtily.
"Okay, whatever you say Harry." Hermione said. "So, Amanda, what do you think you want to do with the rest of your life after school."
"Ummm… become a teacher?" Amanda said. "No, not really. Maybe find a cure for some muggle diseases and or cancers for my mother… or be an astronomer… of course I'll have to go to a muggle school to do something like that."
"Well, what do you want to do in the wizarding world." Hermione asked.
"I probably wouldn't be able to get a job in the wizarding world." Amanda replied darkly.
"Why not?" Hermione asked, yet again.
"Ummm… because I'm not very good in my subjects." Amanda said hurriedly, trying to cover what she had said.
"Oh, they'll pick up." Hermione said. "Don't worry about it."
"What do you want to do with the rest of your life, Hermione?" Amanda asked, trying to change the subject.
"Well… I would like to work in the ministry or be a teacher or an auror…" Hermione said.
"That's it?" Ron interrupted, turning around. "That's it Hermione. I thought you would have wanted to be more than that."
"No, that's not it, Ron." Hermione replied haughtily.
"Oh, just checking." Ron said.
"As I was saying… I would also like to be a shop keeper with lots of little magical trinkets that I invented for better living in wizards and witches lives everywhere." Hermione said. She went on about all the great achievements she wanted to do with her life for about another 15 minutes. Finally she ended the list…
"Or maybe just be a mother."
"Okay…" Amanda said, then added sarcastically. "You don't want to do a lot with your life, do you? How 'bout you Ron?"
"I want to be a auror or work for the ministry." He replied.
"Well, now that's what I like to hear. A nice short list." Harry said.
"Well, what do you want to do Harry?" Hermione asked.
"Be the only DADA teacher who lasts more than one year after I retire from my job as an auror." Harry replied.
"That won't be possible." Ron said. "The job is cursed."
"What is it with you guys and being aurors?" Amanda asked.
"I dunno." Hermione said. "We were meant for the job or something."
"Maybe…" Amanda replied, looking down at her books. "It sounds like an interesting job."
Professors' Lupin and 'Rouge' entered the classroom again. Professor 'Rouge' grabbed his stuff to leave, but was stopped when the door opened and Professor Snape walked in.
"Oh, hello Severus." Professor Lupin said, warmly. "What brings you back to the school so early?" Snape never answered him. He looked pass Professor Lupin and right at 'Rouge.' Or Sirius. From now on I'll call him Sirius.
"You." Snape said darkly, pointing at Sirius.
"Yes." Sirius asked nervously, trying to indicate to Snape that there was a class in the room at the moment.
"You…"
"What??!?!"
"YOU!!"
"Yes, I am me… get to the point."
"Sirius Black." Snape yelled for the whole school to hear, still pointing at Sirius.
"Oh, here we go." Professor Lupin sighed into his hand.
"Are you sure?" Harry asked, jumping up. "He doesn't look like Sirius Black."
"You know, Professor, he has a point." Amanda said, standing up beside him. "The last time I checked, Sirius Black had black hair and brown eyes."
"But you never know these days do you?" Ron asked, also standing.
"With all that new computer editing!" Hermione added. Everyone turned and stared at her.
"What?!" Amanda asked, confused. "How do you get computer editing out of Black hair and brown eyes."
"I don't know, it was the first thing I could think of." Hermione replied, ashamed.
"Yeah…" Harry said, turning back to the front of the class. "Anyway, as you can see Professor Snape, this obviously isn't Sirius Black."
By this time, a bunch of the students in that hall were in the class looking for Sirius Black, hoping to catch a glimpse of him. Professor McGonnagall walked in and stared at whom Professor Snape was pointing at.
"What on earth is going on in here?!?!" she asked, slightly angry.
"It's Sirius Black, Minerva." Snape said, innocently, still pointing at Sirius.
"He is not Severus." McGonnagall said. "He may look a little like Black, but he has red hair and green eyes if I'm not mistaken."
The bell rang for them to go to their next lesson. Most of the classes filed out of the little DADA room, but Harry, Ron, Hermione and Amanda stayed because they had no class this period and Professor Lupin had asked if they could help him with some work that needed to be done the day before.
"Shouldn't you three be getting to class?" McGonnagall asked, eyeing them dangerously.
"No, Professor." Amanda said innocently. "We promised Professor Lupin yesterday that we would help him with some things that needed to be done for his classes."
"Okay…" she said, about to leave, but then turned. "Oh and Sirius… don't make me have to save your butt again. Got it?"
Sirius never answered. HE just stared at McGonnagall in shock. Snape, who was still in the room, looked at Professor McGonnagall, his jaw on the floor.
"How did you…" Sirius asked in awe.
"Well, I overheard what happened last year in the Hospital Wing and…" she started. "Well I made Dumbledore tell me everything after a few days of persuasion."
"Okay…" Sirius said, still confused.
"It just didn't seem like you were capable of anything that cruel, so I believe that every word of that story is true." She said, smiling. "Though I must say… why did you not tell anyone before now of your achievements of becoming animangi?"
"Erm… well…" Sirius said.
"Because that would mean admitting that they snuck out of the school every full moon so we could explore the grounds." Professor Lupin said for Sirius.
"You what?!?!" McGonnagall cried, suddenly becoming enraged again.
"Nothing!" Professor Lupin and Sirius cried in unison.
"Cool." Amanda muttered.
"What was that, Miss Ookami?" Snape asked, finally regaining his composer.
"Nothing" she said, trying to look interested, but not too interested. "But when you think about it, that's the nicest thing in the world you friends could do for you if you're a werewolf."
"Yes, it is a nice thing to do." Professor McGonnagall said, then turned to Professor Snape. "Severus, don't you have a class to teach?"
"Oh crap!" he cried, running from the classroom. He was acting way different than he usually does. The little group stared after them.
"That was…" Harry said, speechless.
"Odd?" Ron asked Harry.
"Yeah, pretty much." Harry answered.
"Okay," McGonnagall said. "Now that everything is settled in here, I shall get back to my own class." She, turned, but then turned back and pointed a finger into Sirius' chest. "And you, mister. Should get your sorry butt out of here and go to where ever Dumbledore told you to go next, got it?"
"Yes, Professor McGonnagall." Sirius said, in a mock childish voice. Then Professor McGonnagall turned and left.
"Okay." Amanda said. "Well, that gets my vote for the weirdest DADA lesson ever."
"Mine too." Ron said.
"So…" Sirius said. "Maybe I should leave now."
"Yeah, unless you wanna get caught," Professor Lupin said. "Because unless I'm not mistaken, Professor Dumbledore is meeting with the minister at the moment."
"Yep… I'll be leaving now!" Sirius said in a hurry. "See you around." He turned and walked out the door, turned into his dog form and ran off down to the front of the school.
"Oh well." Harry said. "It would have been cool to see Sirius for a little longer."
"Yeah, oh well…" Professor Lupin said. "As long as he's not in any danger, he should be fine."
"Yeah…" Harry said. "Now, what did you want us to do for you Professor?"
"Oh, yes, that." Professor Lupin said. "I just need help with finding a Boggart for my third years. I promised they'd get to fight one sometime during this term." The four Gryffindors got ready to leave the classroom, when Professor Lupin added. "And if you do find one, please, don't kill it."
"Okay, Professor." Harry said. The four left the room and went on a search for a Bogart.
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Half an hour later Amanda and Hermione were searching one of the empty dungeons for a Boggart. Harry and Ron had gone off into one of the others, also looking for one. Hermione was looking under some old teachers desks while Amanda searched empty closest. They had looked in the staff room, and a few other places around the school with no luck and this was the last place they could think of that wouldn't have a class going on at the moment in the room.
"Well, I'd say searching that dungeon was hopeless," Harry said, walking in beside Ron. "Did you girls have any luck yet?"
"Nope, not really." Hermione said.
"Geeze, this is hopeless," Ron said. "Professor Lupin probably scared all the Boggarts out of the school a few years back when they hear what had happened to their friends."
"Yeah, probably." Harry replied. "It's like trying to find a needle ni a haystack."
"Umm… guys." Amanda said, from the back of the dungeon.
"Yeah." Hermione asked.
"What are Boggarts suppose to do when you find them?" she asked, quite fearfully.
"Turn into what you fear the most, why?" Harry answered.
"Cause I think I just found one… either that or there is a rabid wolf in the dungeon of this school." She replied. "And when I mean rabid, I mean rabid."
"Oh god." Hermione said, running for the spot where Amanda was, Harry and Ron close on her tail. They reached her in a few seconds and looked at her positively horrified face.
"Kill it… please?" she asked, her voice quivering, Harry and Ron both jumped at the Boggart. It suddenly turned into a half-Dementor, half- spider.
"Err." Hermione said.
"Well, that's really not scary." Harry said, raising and eyebrow.
"Okay, here, stuff it back into the closet." Ron said.
"You're helping!" Harry cried, indignantly.
"Oh, watch out!" Hermione said. She walked forward and pushed the now McGonnagall-Boggart telling Hermione she failed everything back into the closet where it had come from.
"Happy." She said, shutting the door.
"You're afraid of failing everything?" Amanda asked.
"Yes…" Hermione replied, sheepishly.
"Must be nice." Amanda muttered.
"Why are you scarred of rabid wolves Amanda?" Hermione asked, curious.
"Let's just say I had a not-to-pleasant encounter with a werewolf in the past." She replied, darkly. "I lost a friend…"
"Oh…" Hermione said. "Sorry."
"Hey, why don't we go tell Professor Lupin that we discovered a Boggart." Harry said, trying to change the subject.
"Okay." Ron answered, walking for the door. Hermione, Harry and Amanda followed after him, talking about other things now, trying into to be too uncomfortable with each other.
When they got back to Professor Lupin's classroom, they were happily on the topic of the first Quidditch match of the season, Gryffindor versus Ravenclaw. Professor Lupin was working at his desk, probably marking essays or something.
"So, did you happen to find one?" He asked, as they walked into the classroom.
"Yes, we did happen to find one, Professor." Harry said. "And we all got a little kick out of the half-Dementor, half-spider. Though, Ron nor I would go near it."
"I don't blame you," Professor Lupin said. "That would defiantly be one ugly creature."
"Yeah…" Hermione said. "It was."
"So, where is it?" He asked.
"In one of the dungeons." Amanda said.
"Okay, thank you very much." He said.
"Don't mention it." Harry said. "WE should go down to dinner now. See you later Professor Lupin."
"Okay, see you." He said, smiling, while he watched the four leave.
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A/N: Yeah… finally I'm done another part, sorry It took so long. Please R/R. Thanks.
