A/N: My muse Sâerwy (a anthromorphic wolf who carries a sort of long handled, double bladed axe and has a glare to rival Snape's) made me write this. Its Harry's first class. Fifth year Gryffindors. And a certain Potions master and his assistant. *maniacal grin*
Disclaimer: I own the plot! AND one of the characters who I will not mention at this time as it would ruin the surprise. ^_^
Harry Potter and the Dark Defenses
Chapter 9 ***First Class***
Harry leaned against his desk and slowly counted off on his hand the time until his first class would begin.
Three..
Two..
One..
A rush of students poured into the room and quickly took their seats. All of them were looking at him in the way the wizards and witches in the Leaky Cauldron had when Hagrid had took him there before his first year.
Smiling at them he said, "Welcome. You all know who I am so I won't introduce myself. Instead I shall call the role."
He looked at them then down at his list.
"Aven, Sam."
A boy in the second row raised his hand and Harry continued.
"Arrowwaith, Ash."
A girl in the first row with bushy hair that reminded him of Hermione waved her arm wildly.
"Miss Arrowwaith, I can see you quite clearly."
She blushed and he continued down the role, only pausing when he read one name that stood out.
Especially since this was a class of Gryffindors.
"Snape, Saerry."
A girl in the back of the room raised her hand slightly then let it fall back to rest on the book in front of her. She had Snape's greasy hair and sallow skin but had gotten none of her older brothers other features. And despite the fact that she was giving him a look very reminiscent of the look Snape had given him during his first Potions class, she was quite pretty.
Coughing, Harry continued down the role, finishing with "White, Amanda" and turned back to the class.
"Well, it seems all is in order and now we will start the lesson. Follow me."
With that he walked out of the room with the class following him, looking at each other nervously.
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As they walked down the halls Harry heard a familiar cackle and stopped.
One of the students looked around and said, "Its Peeves."
"Probably sticking gum in a door again. Let's go see shall we?"
Harry took off towards the sound of Peeves cackles, the class following him nervously.
As they turned a corner they saw Peeves was poking gum in the keyhole of a door. Harry smirked, remembering a similar situation happened in his third year.
"Peeves, I suggest you take that gum out of the keyhole. Filch won't be too happy with it."
The poltergeist poked out his tongue at him and continued to press the gum into the keyhole.
Harry shook his head sadly.
"He never learns."
Drawing out his wand he said, "Waddiwasi!"
The wad of chewing gum immediately flew out of the keyhole and up Peeves left nostril. Cursing, the poltergeist zoomed off.
Harry tucked his wand back into his robes and said, "C'mon now."
With that they started off again.
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Eventually they ended up in the dungeons just outside Snape's class. Hushing the questioning glances of the students Harry peeked in the door and saw Snape sitting at his desk. Draco was sitting at one of the student desks with his feet propped up. He looked very much asleep.
Saerry Snape glared at him over the shoulders of most of the other students as she had a good advantage of height over most of them. He smiled at her then gently pushed the door open.
"Snape, may I have a word?"
Snape blinked at him then growled, "Make it quick Potter."
"Of course."
Grinning Harry turned to his class and said, "Stay right here." He went into the class, closing the door behind him.
Saerry snorted and said, "My brother'll probably poison him while he's in there."
Ash Arrowwaith glared up at the taller girl and snapped, "Don't say that!"
"He might. My brother doesn't like him."
"That doesn't mean you don't have to."
Saerry smirked and asked, "And since when have you cared what I thought Arrowwaith?"
"Never!"
"Then shut up."
Ash looked ready to jump on Saerry but Harry took the time to step out of the class.
"No fighting in my class Miss Arrowwaith."
"But we're not in your class sir."
Harry gave her a grim smile. "My class is not my room Miss Arrowwaith. Now inside. Our dear Professor Snape had agreed to help me with the lesson. As has his assistant, Mr. Malfoy."
The class gave each other fearful looks. Anything involving Snape as far as they were concerned was bad.
"C'mon you lot. Its either inside or Mr. Malfoy will perform some rather unpleasant hexes on you all. He's got a few he hasn't tried out yet."
The class looked at him but the expression on his face told them he wasn't joking about the hexes but was about Malfoy using them on them. Sighing they trudged inside to face the glowers of Snape and Draco's glum glare at Harry.
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Harry followed his class in and walked over to Snape and Draco, both of whom looked very unhappy. Except for Snape who gave a half smile in the direction of his sister. Saerry gave a faint wave back and Harry smiled. It seemed Snape wasn't such a slimy git after all.
"Alright class. I'm sure some of you are asking yourself why we're here."
Several of the students nodded and Draco whispered, "I'm wondering that myself Potty."
Harry grinned at him and whispered back, "You'll find out soon enough Ferret."
Draco glared at him and Harry grinned comically. Snape watched them with an air of loathing while the class gaped in awe.
Turning back to his class Harry said, "Anyway, we're here because I don't think Professor Lackhen covered boggart's with you. At least not from what I can tell of the things he called notes." He snorted and shook his head sadly.
"If I'm not mistaken Professor Snape here has a boggart right here in his room. In the cabinet over there."
Harry gestured at an old cabinet that the students knew was where Snape put papers and such. The cabinet gave a wobble and something banged on the door.
"Now, I'm surprised you didn't learn this earlier but judging from Lackhen's notes…" Harry waved a hand and continued, "Its not my job to judge the professor before me, however, so we shall move on. Who knows what a boggart is?"
Several hands raised and he was surprised to see Saerry Snape's.
"Saerry."
The girl smirked and said, "A boggart is a shape-shifter. It likes dark, enclosed places."
"And what does it do?"
"It takes the form of whatever it thinks will frighten us the most."
Harry smiled. The girl was Snape's sister but she had a mind like Hermione. A strange combination.
"Correct Saerry. Draco, why don't you be the first to face the boggart. Show the students what to do."
Draco jumped and stared at Harry for a moment then pulled his face into a glower. Grumbling, he drew his wand and pointed it at the cabinet. Sparks flew out of the tip and hit the doorknob, causing the doors to burst open.
And out from the cabinet stepped an enraged Hermione, her face a mask of fury that rivaled Snape's.
Draco blinked at her for a moment then growled, "Riddikulus!"
A moment later the enraged Hermione was smiling. Draco shook his head and looked at Harry, who said, "You go first Saerry. Repeat what Mr. Malfoy said."
Saerry stepped up to the boggart-Hermione. It turned toward her and changed into a black cobra that hissed, its eyes emotionless. She took a step back, fear showing in her black eyes, then pulled out her wand as the snake sprang forward.
"Riddikulus!"
The cobra missed her leg as she twisted aside. As it came back and hissed, everyone saw that it had no fangs.
"Ash, take it."
The girl stepped up and the cobra turned into a rat.
"Riddikulus!"
The rat squeaked in terror then turned into a snapping and snarling werewolf as Harry called out, "Sam!"
"Riddikulus!"
The werewolf whimpered and gave Sam puppy eyes. The students laughed and the boggart looked around, confused.
Harry smirked. "That's it. Laughter destroys a boggart. C'mon you lot, let's go. Marsh! Your next!"
A timid looking girl stepped up and the boggart turned into a towering, fire breathing dragon.
"AH!"
The girl jumped back and clung to Saerry, who scowled and tried to push her off.
Harry roared, "TAKE IT MARSH!"
The girl gulped and extended her wand.
"R-r-r-riddikulus!"
The dragon coughed and instead of fire, it produced smoke. There was another roar of laughter.
Harry decided to take a chance and yelled, "Here!"
The boggart turned and became a dementor. Everyone in the room took a step back as Harry extended his wand and roared, "Riddikulus!"
The boggart-dementor vanished in a puff of smoke.
Harry turned to his class and said, "Five points to those who faced the boggart. Now I suggest you hurry or you'll be late for your next class."
The students ran for the door, most of them yelling "Goodbye Professor Potter!" before they ran out of the dungeons and back up to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom for their things.
Harry looked after them then turned to Snape and Draco, who was scowling at him.
"So…. Draco…."
Draco growled, "Don't you say a word Potter or I'll turn you into a snake."
Harry grinned and quipped, "I'd like to see you try Ferret. But beside the point, are you afraid of Hermione? Of all the things to be afraid of you're afraid of your own wife?"
Draco smirked. "You don't live with her."
"I did for one day."
"Try seven years."
"Tempting but no. She's yours."
Draco gave Harry something that looked like a cross between a smile and a sneer, then turned on his heel and headed into Snape's office.
Harry turned to Snape and said, "Thanks for leaving the boggart for my class."
Snape nodded and Harry turned to leave.
"Potter."
"Yes?"
"Your welcome."
Harry blinked and turned around but Snape had vanished into his office after Draco. He gaped after the ex-Death Eater for a moment then shook his head and left the dungeons. Next he had a class of first year Slytherins and Gryffindors.
Rolling his eyes, he wondered if those two were paired up in Potions as well.
A/N: Yes, I know, I practically redid Professor Lupin's lesson in HP&tPoA but I couldn't think of anything else! Besides, its Sâerwy's fault. *glares at her muse, who scowls in return and polishes the blades of her staff/axe* Anyway, do you guys think it was good? If you had suggestions, I might use them for the first year class! *grin* You never know! ^_^
A/N2: *gasp* 5 pages? Most I've done so far! =D
A/N3: Yes! SNAPE HAS A LITTLE SISTER. She'll pop in from time to time in the story. So keep an eye out. ^^ Aren't I evil though? I gave Snape a Gryffindor for a sister. The evilness is high. Mwaaaaaaaaahahahaaaaa. *scowls and trudges off to practice her evil laugh*