Good morning, good day, good evening, good night, hello, hi, Guten Morgen, Guten Tag, Hallo, aloha. No idea on what Seamus looks like (Can't remember the movie that well) so I made some stuff up. Oh, and Hogwarts isn't on like, the sort of island like thing it's on in the movie, it's like in a middle of a forest or something. (Was it just me, or does that sound too valley-girl for comfort?)
Almost a month after the first productive Physical Defense lesson, Adam moved on to a different part of the subject, the first part he had talked about that involved magic.
"Disguises," he started, glancing around the class. "The easiest way out of a situation where you can't be yourself." He pointed at Seamus. "Seamus, come up here." Seamus stood and walked over to about two metres away from Adam, where the teacher had pointed. "A lot of these spells are easy, but a few of them need an extra witch or wizard, for a little extra power." He picked up his wand, which was always sitting on the table and pointed it at Seamus, asking, "Girl, boy, or monster?"
Seamus frowned. "You decide."
"Fair enough." Adam flicked his wand and shouted, "Liara-De Shalla!"
There was a pop, a small amount of smoke and a gasp from the students. Seamus's light brown hair had changed colour, going to a deep red/brown colour. His eyes had completely changed, starting off a wide, dark blue, ending up a slanting green. The clothes had changed, from a normal Muggle red T-shirt and blue shorts to a flowing, delicate yellow top and a pair of black knee-length dress pants. Unmistakably, he had changed from Seamus Finnigan to a beautiful Chinese girl. (A.N. Think Trini, with redder hair and green eyes)
Harry found his voice, becoming the first to speak. "Stay like that, Seamus, and you'll have to fight the guys off with a stick."
Seamus snapped, "Oh, shut up!" but even his voice had changed, from a normal boy's tone to a musical sound, high and light.
That did it. The whole class cracked up, even Adam, at the look on Seamus's face.
"Sorry again, Harry," Dean apologized as he passed.
"Why does everything weird happen in Adam's class?" Harry moaned, indicating the dark purple strands that had been his black mess of hair. (A.N. Bright purple. Think Cadbury chocolate wrapper purple)
"Don't ask me," Ron told him, pointing at the dark shade of his skin, looking slightly strange, considering he still had the bright red hair of a Weasley. (A.N. Dark dark dark tan, not black like Zack's or TJ's)
"Especially don't ask me,' Hermione said, drawing attention to the change she had overtaken. Gone was the normal Hermione; this one could have easily beaten any celebrity for the cover of any magazine she wanted. The curly/frizzy mane of hair was slicked down, keeping the dark brown colour. Her skin was tanned, making her now bright blue eyes stand out. She was…amply endowed…below the neck, and looked as if her body was the body of a twenty-year-old, not the schoolgirl she was. The clothes were kept the same, a simple black miniskirt and a tight-ish black sleeveless top; a black leather jacket slung over one shoulder. (A.N. Part Ashley, with blue eyes and straight hair)
They headed towards the gardens, to laugh off the effects of the class, but unfortunately Draco Malfoy had to make an appearance.
"Potter? Weasel?" he asked in amazement. "I thought you couldn't look any uglier, but I guess you've proved me wrong."
"You should be used to it, Malfoy," Harry said calmly. "A stupid bloke like you? Always making mistakes."
"Shut your mouth Potter, before I shut it for you."
"Oooo, we're really scared," Ron mocked.
"A stupid git like you, Malfoy? Why would we be scared of you?" Hermione asked, entering into the conversation. Malfoy opened his mouth before turning to look at her. His mouth stayed open.
She flicked her hair over her shoulder. "Close your mouth Malfoy," she said as the three passed. "You're catching flies."
Hermione gently put a finger under his chin and pushed upwards, closing his mouth for him. She drew him closer, winking at him before leaving.
"Harry, could you do me a favour?" Hermione asked quickly as soon as they got out of range. "Get a jet of water out of your wand so I can wash my hand?"
"What was the flirting for?" Ron asked as were sitting beneath a tall tree near the lake, watching the giant squid sunbake and occasionally flipping fish out of the water.
"If a dirty Mudblood flirts with him, something is terribly wrong in his universe. So," she grinned slyly, "I wanted to put a spin on his world."
They all started laughing, and kept chatting over the effects their classmates have suffered, staying mostly on Seamus, who hadn't fully regained the looks of a boy, Neville, who still looked vaguely like a goblin, and Lavender, who had unexpectedly changed into a half-cat, half-girl. (A.N. Kat halfway through morphing from cat to girl)
Rocky squinted through the glasses Adam had given him. Magically endowed, they let him see Hogwarts, and after the first sight, would keep him seeing it. A majestic castle rose before him, and as he wasn't one to turn and run from weird things, he took off the glasses. He saw three teens under a tree that he was sure hadn't been there before (the teens, not the tree). He walked up to hear the purple haired boy say, "Things could have been worse. You could have been turned into a guy."
"Excuse me, I'm looking for Adam Park. Is he anywhere around?" a deep voice asked. The three whirled around so quickly he was sure they probably would have broken their necks.
"Adam Park?" the red-haired one asked. Rocky thought to himself that the poor kid must have been on the wrong end of the gene pool, being unlucky getting the two clashing features, namely his hair and skin.
"Yeah," he confirmed. "He's a teacher here?"
"Oh, Professor Park," the girl said, making Rocky glance back twice. If the girls were this good around his age in England, maybe he'd move here permanently. _Think of Kim, think of Kim,_ he coached himself.
"Adam, Herm," the purple haired one corrected her, in a tone of long suffering.
"Yeah, Adam, Hermione," a voice came from behind them all. Rocky looked over his shoulder to see his old friend.
"Hey, Adam."
"Hey, man, how's Kim? And the rest of the old crowd?" Adam asked, encasing the man in a strong, friendly hug.
"Kim's fine, she says hi, and so would everyone else if they knew I was here."
Adam lost his smile. "They don't know?"
Rocky leaned towards him. "Can we finish this off in private?" he asked softly, reminding Adam that three of his students were listening intently.
Adam glanced at the three, reminded of the state they had walked out in. "Harry, Ron and Hermione, this is a good friend of mine from America. Are you all okay with the…" he motioned to his face, indicating the hair, etc.
"We're fine thanks, Adam," Harry said for the group.
Adam nodded, but lifted his wand anyway, muttering, "Liara Un-Shallan." The spell had no visible effect, but he told them, "All the stuff should be gone by the morning."
"How long is it supposed to stay on for?" Hermione asked in interest.
Adam flashed her a rare grin. "Let's just say Seamus will have time to get in touch with his feminine side before it disappears." He directed Rocky in the direction of the castle, saying over his shoulder, "Thank you for not telling Rock a bogus story or something."
"No problem," Ron told him. They watched the duo disappear through the trees.
Hermione suddenly sat bolt upright. "What was the name of the guy who Professor Park was talking to about killings?" she asked urgently.
Harry searched his head, and came up with an answer the same time Ron did.
"Rock."
Oooooo, spoooooooky! Pity it's Christmas, not Halloween. Deranged 'killers' on the loose, three spooked kids…what more could you ask for?
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