Earth, Water, Fire, Air. (The four elements…)
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A/N: Hidy Ho! Boy It's been a while…been waiting for those reviews….hmph. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter, beta-ed by Krystin! Yay! Thanks a lot! Oh by the way, please don't send any grammar related flames, it's all her fault! LoL. No, no I luv ya Krys. Anyway this is the chapter where I made Willow explain herself...and Draco acts OOC! Yay!
Two days later there was a new Defense Against the Dark Arts Lesson. Hermione was still angry with Ron, and she wouldn't look at him as she took her seat. Harry looked from one to the other, trying to figure out what was going on.
"Uh…Ron?" he asked turning to his left.
"Yes, Harry?" said Ron with a touch of coolness.
"Why aren't you and Hermione talking?"
"Why don't you ask HER?" Ron put his head in his hands and looked sullenly at the floor.
"Hermione?"
"Yeah, Harry?"
"Why aren't you and Ron talking?"
"I think you better ask HIM." At this point Harry gave up. Soon the bell rang and Willow appeared at her desk.
"Hello everyone!" she said brightly. As soon as Willow entered the room Ron perked up. "I thought since we have been working on telekinesis, we should work on different types of psychokinesis."
"Psycho-kin-what?" asked Ron.
"Doing things with your mind, Ron," Hermione said in a rather haughty tone.
"Oh aren't we the smart one today?" Ron shot back, in just as cold a tone. I picked the wrong seat today, Harry thought. He was sitting in between the two quarrelers.
"Now you already know the first type of psychokinesis, telekinesis," Willow continued. "This is the ability to move objects with your mind." With a wave of her hand she made a quill pick itself off her desk, spin in the air, and lie back down. "The second type of psychokinesis is…" she began, but she noticed a pale boy in the back talking and not paying attention at all. She recognized him as the boy she had seen on the train earlier in the year.
"You there! In the back!" Draco looked for whom she was talking to. "Yes you, with the bleached out hair!" Ron began to snicker into his hands. "Maybe you would like to demonstrate the second type of psychokinesis." Draco paid no attention to her, and continued to talk to Crabbe and Goyle. "Come up to the front of the class this instant!" she yelled at him. Willow noticed that simply yelling would get no response out of this boy. She decided to resort to other methods. Willow raised her hand, and Malfoy rose out of his seat. He began to shriek and twitch as Willow pulled him to the front of the class using only her mind. The Gryffindors began to laugh and point at the wildly twisting boy. Willow gently sat Draco down next to her desk.
"I asked you a question!" She said, her eyes locking with his. "Answer me this instant! Now what is the second type of psychokinesis?" Malfoy mumbled something while what little color he had drained from his face.
"I-I don't know!" he said in a small voice.
"The second type of psychokinesis is called pyrokinesis. This is the ability to control fire. Since you don't want to pay attention, it must mean that you already know how to do this type of kinetic ability. I think you should demonstrate this for the class." Malfoy looked at her in shock. Never, never in his life had he ever been ordered around. Malfoys were used to ordering others around, not being ordered themselves.
"Are you deaf? I said go! See that piece of parchment in the wastepaper basket? I want you to light it on fire. NOW!" Willow was quite angry with this insolent boy. Ever since coming to Hogwarts she had developed a take-no-crap attitude. She was tired of people walking over the "nice" Willow like a doormat. If only the Scoobies could see me now. She mused. I wonder what Tara would say…She was snapped back to the present by a loud chorus of laughing. All of the Gryffindors, and some of the Slytherins were laughing at how stupid Draco looked. He was staring into the trashcan, and nothing was happening.
"Enough!" Willow said, silencing the class. "Go sit down, and don't disturb my class again." Malfoy was in so much shock he could only nod dumbly and walk back to his seat.
As much as Hermione disliked the professor, she liked to see Malfoy humiliated in front of the class. This was such a rare occurrence, that it put Hermione into a good mood. She decided to apologize to Ron as soon as class was over.
Willow gave Malfoy one final glare before returning to her lesson. She was quite surprised at the way she was acting this year. Although she didn't like the calm, shy Willow, she decided to cool down before she did something really stupid. She took a deep breath and looked into the trash bin. Immediately, the scrap of parchment lit on fire.
"This," she said gesturing to the flaming paper "is an example of pyrokinesis. It is also the most dangerous form of psychokinesis. This power could easily get out of control. I had to practice for a long time before I could light things on fire without doing damage to myself." She glanced down at Dean's desk in front of her and gasped.
"Why aren't you copying this down?" she asked in slight alarm. "This will be on the final! Yes Harry, Dumbledore has informed me about end of the year exams." Harry groaned and fished a piece of parchment out of his backpack.
"Anyway," she continued, "the next type of psychokinesis is called hydrokinesis. This is the ability to control water." Immediately a jet of water extinguished the flame. Where did that come from? Wondered Harry in amazement. I wonder if I'll be able to do that! Thought Ron. What a show-off, thought Hermione.
Willow glanced at the clock behind her. "One more minute till class is over!" it said. "For homework I would like you to write an opinionated essay about which type of psychokinesis is the best. There is no right answer, but you must back up your ideas with facts." The class groaned as they packed their bags up. They shuffled out the door as the bell rang.
Hermione looked around her for Ron. She didn't like being mad at him, but she had to admit he was cute when he was angry. She looked up and down the halls, but she couldn't see that familiar flash of red. "Harry did you see where Ron went?" she asked, but he too was nowhere to be seen. "Where is everybody?" she wondered aloud. She shrugged. It was lunchtime, and those boys could be anywhere. Suddenly she saw something through the crack of the door that caught her eye. She walked over to take a closer look.
Inside Willow's classroom Ron was levitating books with ease. He caused the heavy Ancient Runes book to fly a foot above the ground turn a triple toe-loop in the air, and set itself back down on the desk. Willow was quite amazed. Not even she had learned telekinesis that quickly. Obviously she was dealing with a very powerful wizard. "Excellent!" she told him. "I think this is too easy for you now. Would you like to try something different?"
"Like what?" he asked back.
"Like pyrokinesis or hydrokinesis. I think you're ready for it now."
"Really?" he asked back in an awed voice. "You think I'm ready for that?"
"Definitely." she told him. "Lets try hydrokinesis first. It wouldn't look good if you lit the whole classroom on fire." He nodded as she set a glass of water on the table. "Try to lift the water from inside the glass, and then set it back down." Ron tried with all his might, but all he succeeded to do was knock over the glass. "That's okay!" she told him lifting her arm. The water picked itself off the desk and flew back into the cup. "Want to try again?"
"That-that's okay." he gasped. Once again he was pale from all the exertion of trying to control the water.
"Are you alright Ron?" she asked him in a worried tone.
"I'm-I'm fine. Just let me rest and we can try again."
"I think we're done for today," she told him firmly. "Go back down to lunch before it's over." He nodded, but before he was out the door she added, "I think we should cut down these practices. They're really wearing you out. Maybe twice a week would be better, okay Ron?" He nodded again. "Tuesdays and Thursdays okay?" He stepped out the door before realizing that he wasn't too hungry. He really wanted to get some rest before his next class. Instead of going downstairs to lunch he walked up towards the Gryffindor common room. He didn't even notice a brown-haired figure that had been watching the entire time.
Okay so how did you like this chapter? Tell me in a review! Once again…I'd like five please…is that too much to ask? I don't think so. Anyway…answers to reviews….
Lady Norbert- Yes she is a bit transparent…too bad Ron is too thickheaded to notice! Hehe! I'm glad you like this story so much!
Lilith- I counted both of your reviews! Anyway, you get your wish! Tara is mentioned! Oh BTW the other night's episode was very good. I was like "oh whoa…which one is reality…" it was freaky. Anyway I'm glad you think I rock! *blushes with pride*. I hope you keep reading, because this story keeps getting better! (I promise! LoL.)
Heather-Bether-thanks for the constructive criticism! I hate when people flame for no reason. I'm glad you like my story! I like yours!
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