Martial arts.
I got out of bed wearily. Last night I stayed up till twelve presenting the karaoke. Twelve isn't that late but have any of you tried presenting, it takes all the energy out of you. I had already worked out that I was at Hogwarts due to the thick leather bound books that completely covered one wall. The strange thing was that there were no other beds apart from the one I was sleeping in. I couldn't see any mirrors so I walked up to the huge oak wardrobe; there was probably one in the door of that. I opened it only to find about 20 very tattered and frayed wizarding robes. There was no mirror. I changed and walked out the door. I was now in a bright white room. From floor to ceiling were white enamel tiles. There was a huge bath, about the size of a small swimming pool, like I imagined the prefect's bathroom to be. There was a rather old porcelain sink with two gold taps. I walked out of the bathroom back into the bedroom and left through another door. I was now in an unknown hallway, which really isn't surprising.
I turned left and walked straight into Hermione. "I'm so sorry Hermione, I've been a bit clumsy lately I don't even know where I am. Where am I?"
"Professor Lupin, we're round the corner fro the DADA class room. Carry on walking down this corridor and take the first left."
"Thank you." I said smiling. I walked down the corridor and heard Hermione mutter that I'd been in the school seven years, been a teacher, made the marauder map the then said even louder "Must be drunk."
I recognised the DADA classrooms door. I walked in and found Snape in there. H sneered at me. "I was just trying to find a lunar chart. You would have thought you of all people would have one."
It then hit me. Hermione had called me Lupin. I was Remus Lupin, a marauder, a werewolf and even worse a teacher. "If you wanted a lunar chart you should have gone and talked to the centaurs, they're living speaking stars of the sky. Or if you wanted less hassle you should have just talked to Sinatra. If in the future you want to search my rooms I suggest you get a better excuse. Go to Excuses.com or even better talk to Draco Malfoy he's bound to have some good ones, though I doubt they'd work on me seeing as they work on you. Now if you don't mind I have a lesson to prepare."
Snape glared at me. He walked up to me and grabbed my arm. I looked at him. Five seconds later he was on the floor. " Never touch me again, or you'll find your self on the floor or even better in the infirmary."
He got up and walked to the door. I smiled at myself; you should never do any sudden movements while in the same room as me. Seven years of martial arts really paid off.
I went and sat at my desk. "Potter what are you doing here?" Shouted an angry Snape. "You've been eavesdropping. 500 points from Gryffindor." He then walked off.
Harry stood there looking dumfounded. I smiled. " 520 points for Gryffindor. Hello Harry. What may I ask are you doing here?"
"I was coming to ask you id you're coming to the Ravenclaw vs. Gryffindor match tomorrow."
"I thought the first match wasn't until October, November."
"Yeah well Dumbledore has decided to let us try out our teams against each other. So are you coming?"
"Wouldn't miss it." I grinned.
"What did you do to Snape? Not that I mind but I have him first lesson and he's already grouchy."
"I won't tell you. You'll tell Ron and Hermione and someone will hear and then it'll be around he school by lunch. All I'll tell you is that I taught him a lesson, shouldn't go sneaking around people's rooms. That's your job."
"I resent that!" Said Harry Grinning.
"We should go down to breakfast."
We walked down to the great hall with Harry talking merrily about Quidditch. I on the other hand was trying to work out what I was going to be teaching in my lessons. I didn't even know what classes I'd be teaching. Harry and I split. He went and sat next to Ron while I went to the staff table, the only seat left was next to Dumbledore. I sat down and put some toast and scrambled egg on my plate. "Glad to see someone will sit next to me. They all think I'm going senile."
"You're as sharp as a nail." I murmured. If Dumbledore didn't notice there was something wrong then no one would.
I started eating while trying to work out what to do in the lessons today. I couldn't even hold a shielding charm up against the jelly legs curse. I don't know any defence against the dark arts. I could just make them read a book, but then again they'd still ask me questions. The only type of defence I know is Martial arts. That was it. I hastily finished my food-, which wasn't hard as that was one of my specialities. I got up quickly and walked out of the great hall.
Once I had got to the DADA classroom I checked my schedule.
Gryffindor 1st years
Ravenclaw 7th years
Slytherin 6th years
Hufflepuff 3rd years.
I then started to push all the desks into the corner of the room leaving spaces in the centre for about 10 people to practice. All I needed now was some mats. Someone knocked on the door. "Come in." Professor McGonnagal walked in. "Hello" I said cheerily. "Anything I can do?"
"No. Albus sent me here to check if you were ok. You were distant at breakfast and then you gulped down your food like there's no tomorrow and then practically ran out of the great hall."
"I'm fine. Though I need to turn these cushions into soft mats."
With a flick of McGonnagal's wand there were 5 navy blue mats on the floor. There was now some buzzing down stairs, which meant that people were coming out of classes.
"I'd better go now, classes to teach." Muttered McGonnagal
She walked down the corridor and I realised that I needed to change I couldn't teach in robes. I walked up to Lupin's bedroom and found some muggle clothes in the chest of drawers. I then walked back to the classroom. The Gryffindor first years were standing in the middle of the room confused. A little boy with blood hair looked at me. "Excuse me, mister. Do you know where the DADA teacher is?"
"By chance I do." I smiled at him. "What's your name?"
"Timothy Finnegan."
"You're not related to Seamus are you?"
"He's my brother."
"I always thought he was an only child." I smiled and then went back up to standing level. "Hello my name is Remus J Lupin, your DADA teacher. Could you all sit on the floor for a moment? I have to do the register. Alan, Nicola, Timothy, Julie, Molly, Jonathon, Alex, Doreen, Christopher and Laurence. Now today were going… yeas Timothy?"
"Is it true that you're a werewolf?"
"Yes it is. Any other questions?"
Julie put her hand up. "Why are you wearing muggle clothes?"
"I was just going to explain that. Now what I am going to teach you today will be a unique lesson. I will never teach you about this subject again so you have to pay attention to this lesson especially." The first years were staring at me in awe. "Now think. What if you were against someone you don't particularly like. They're trying to hex and curse you. You have no wand. What would you do?"
"Leg it."
"Kick and run!"
"Partly. Now I'm going to teach you a muggle type of defence, known as martial arts. Does anyone know what they are?"
"They're things like Karate and kung fu." Said Doreen
"Yes they are. They're oriental arts. A mixture of self defence and other sports."
(I'll tell you now I know nothing, absolutely nothing about any martial arts on this earth.)
"Now I'm going to teach you some simple attacks and defences."
***
"Ok we have 15 minutes left. You can sit on the floor and catch your breath."
I grinned at them. They were all red faced and out of breath. "Remember, next lesson you are not to talk about this lesson at all. You understand?"
"Yes professor."
Doreen put her hand up. "What's the homework?"
The rest of the class shot daggers at her. I laughed; she's a Hermione in the making. "There is no homework. Has anyone heard of Hermione Granger?"
"She's in Seamus' year." Shouted Timothy.
"Doreen, you have to meet her. You're an exact replica, from what I've seen of you. I'm sure she'll give you a tour of the library."
"She would? Where would I find her?"
"Any one know who Harry Potter is?" The class chorused. Just then there was a knock on the door. "Come in." Harry walked in, with a goblet in his hand. "Hello Harry. We were just talking about you."
"You were?" asked Harry shifting nervously on his feet.
"Yep, I was telling Doreen how to find Hermione and she is your friend and you're easy to spot, so I suggested they look for you." Harry looked at me dubiously. "She wants a tour of the library and I recommended Hermione."
"What have you done to the classroom." Asked Harry.
"We were having a practical lesson." I turned back to the class that were looking at us intently. "Now remember class who should you use the things we tried out today on?"
Timothy shouted out Slytherins, while the other chorused people we don't get along with.
"Like who?"
The class stared at me, and Timothy asked. "You- know- who?"
"No, that is best left to trained aurors."
"Like Harry?" asked Alan
"No! Aurors. Now I think you should go to your next lesson now."
"So what were you teaching them?" Asked Harry.
"Self defence. What that?" I said pointing at a goblet.
"Snape told me to give it to you. He also gave me this." Replied Harry holding up a piece of parchment. "But I'll only give it to you if you tell me what you did to Snape."
I looked at him and smirked. "Accio Parchment." I said pointing at the parchment, which flew into my hand.
"Well it was worth a try," mumbled Harry. "I better go to my next lesson now."
I unfolded the parchment
'Lupin,
No pain potion.
Snape'
I wasn't in pain, though Lupin could be. I noticed there was more on the paper.
'Ps this is a strong dose, should last a week, once it cools it turns into acid.'
I had to take it, even if it gives me side affects. It would have to last me all week. If I didn't take it now Lupin would be in pain and Snape is not going to brew up another batch after what I did to him this morning.
I gulped it down. It tasted like a mixture of calpol and cardboard. The after taste was even worse. The bell went, time for another lesson. Ravenclaw 7th years. This could be interesting, I was teaching a group of people that were 4 years older then me.
The class walked in. They looked at me and stood in the middle of the classroom. "You can sit down you know."
A girl looked at me with distaste. "There is no way I'm sitting on that floor. You don't know how long it's been there."
I looked at her, if she was a Ravenclaw what were the Slytherins like? "I happen to know that those mats have been there for less then two hours. Now sit down."
"No!"
"Sit down or I'll be forced to take points off you."
Someone yanked her down. "You're all here? Good. Cho, Harriet, Albert, Anthony, Daniel, Gabrielle and Elise. Now as I wasn't her last year I need to know what you learnt."
"We spent the year learning how to duel, and I meant the whole year Professor, you're not going to make us study it again are you?"
"No, I just want to go over what you've already learnt. Now will each of you pair up?"
They all paired up, but Elise was left. "Will someone go with Elise there are seven of you there has to be a three."
"Do we have to? It's just that Elise has had the duelling champion title for the past two years and none of us know enough curses to throw at her."
"Ok. Elise you will watch them and then point out to me what they're doing wrong, and you can try to help them."
"Sir, why can't you do that? You are the defence against the dark arts teacher."
"I want to see how good you are."
***
I was walking back to the defence against the dark arts classroom after having a very long talk with Flitwick about duelling. I now had Slytherin 6th years. I walked in and sat at my desk. The bell went, I waited, five minutes late no one had come and then ten minutes after the bell had gone the class came in. "Ten points from each of you for being late gor my lesson, that means 100 points from Slytherin."
Malfoy looked outraged. "We were only ten minutes late!"
"Yes and last time I checked ten times ten made one hundred, but if you want help I'll write it on the board for you." I then started to write the times tables on the board.
1x10=10
2x10=20
3x10=30
4x10=40 etc.
"I get the point sir."
"Good. Now today I'm going to give you a test.
Luckily I had found a test in a drawer and had decided to give it to the Slytherins instead of teaching the muggle skills they would have been hell if I did tha
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I got out of bed wearily. Last night I stayed up till twelve presenting the karaoke. Twelve isn't that late but have any of you tried presenting, it takes all the energy out of you. I had already worked out that I was at Hogwarts due to the thick leather bound books that completely covered one wall. The strange thing was that there were no other beds apart from the one I was sleeping in. I couldn't see any mirrors so I walked up to the huge oak wardrobe; there was probably one in the door of that. I opened it only to find about 20 very tattered and frayed wizarding robes. There was no mirror. I changed and walked out the door. I was now in a bright white room. From floor to ceiling were white enamel tiles. There was a huge bath, about the size of a small swimming pool, like I imagined the prefect's bathroom to be. There was a rather old porcelain sink with two gold taps. I walked out of the bathroom back into the bedroom and left through another door. I was now in an unknown hallway, which really isn't surprising.
I turned left and walked straight into Hermione. "I'm so sorry Hermione, I've been a bit clumsy lately I don't even know where I am. Where am I?"
"Professor Lupin, we're round the corner fro the DADA class room. Carry on walking down this corridor and take the first left."
"Thank you." I said smiling. I walked down the corridor and heard Hermione mutter that I'd been in the school seven years, been a teacher, made the marauder map the then said even louder "Must be drunk."
I recognised the DADA classrooms door. I walked in and found Snape in there. H sneered at me. "I was just trying to find a lunar chart. You would have thought you of all people would have one."
It then hit me. Hermione had called me Lupin. I was Remus Lupin, a marauder, a werewolf and even worse a teacher. "If you wanted a lunar chart you should have gone and talked to the centaurs, they're living speaking stars of the sky. Or if you wanted less hassle you should have just talked to Sinatra. If in the future you want to search my rooms I suggest you get a better excuse. Go to Excuses.com or even better talk to Draco Malfoy he's bound to have some good ones, though I doubt they'd work on me seeing as they work on you. Now if you don't mind I have a lesson to prepare."
Snape glared at me. He walked up to me and grabbed my arm. I looked at him. Five seconds later he was on the floor. " Never touch me again, or you'll find your self on the floor or even better in the infirmary."
He got up and walked to the door. I smiled at myself; you should never do any sudden movements while in the same room as me. Seven years of martial arts really paid off.
I went and sat at my desk. "Potter what are you doing here?" Shouted an angry Snape. "You've been eavesdropping. 500 points from Gryffindor." He then walked off.
Harry stood there looking dumfounded. I smiled. " 520 points for Gryffindor. Hello Harry. What may I ask are you doing here?"
"I was coming to ask you id you're coming to the Ravenclaw vs. Gryffindor match tomorrow."
"I thought the first match wasn't until October, November."
"Yeah well Dumbledore has decided to let us try out our teams against each other. So are you coming?"
"Wouldn't miss it." I grinned.
"What did you do to Snape? Not that I mind but I have him first lesson and he's already grouchy."
"I won't tell you. You'll tell Ron and Hermione and someone will hear and then it'll be around he school by lunch. All I'll tell you is that I taught him a lesson, shouldn't go sneaking around people's rooms. That's your job."
"I resent that!" Said Harry Grinning.
"We should go down to breakfast."
We walked down to the great hall with Harry talking merrily about Quidditch. I on the other hand was trying to work out what I was going to be teaching in my lessons. I didn't even know what classes I'd be teaching. Harry and I split. He went and sat next to Ron while I went to the staff table, the only seat left was next to Dumbledore. I sat down and put some toast and scrambled egg on my plate. "Glad to see someone will sit next to me. They all think I'm going senile."
"You're as sharp as a nail." I murmured. If Dumbledore didn't notice there was something wrong then no one would.
I started eating while trying to work out what to do in the lessons today. I couldn't even hold a shielding charm up against the jelly legs curse. I don't know any defence against the dark arts. I could just make them read a book, but then again they'd still ask me questions. The only type of defence I know is Martial arts. That was it. I hastily finished my food-, which wasn't hard as that was one of my specialities. I got up quickly and walked out of the great hall.
Once I had got to the DADA classroom I checked my schedule.
Gryffindor 1st years
Ravenclaw 7th years
Slytherin 6th years
Hufflepuff 3rd years.
I then started to push all the desks into the corner of the room leaving spaces in the centre for about 10 people to practice. All I needed now was some mats. Someone knocked on the door. "Come in." Professor McGonnagal walked in. "Hello" I said cheerily. "Anything I can do?"
"No. Albus sent me here to check if you were ok. You were distant at breakfast and then you gulped down your food like there's no tomorrow and then practically ran out of the great hall."
"I'm fine. Though I need to turn these cushions into soft mats."
With a flick of McGonnagal's wand there were 5 navy blue mats on the floor. There was now some buzzing down stairs, which meant that people were coming out of classes.
"I'd better go now, classes to teach." Muttered McGonnagal
She walked down the corridor and I realised that I needed to change I couldn't teach in robes. I walked up to Lupin's bedroom and found some muggle clothes in the chest of drawers. I then walked back to the classroom. The Gryffindor first years were standing in the middle of the room confused. A little boy with blood hair looked at me. "Excuse me, mister. Do you know where the DADA teacher is?"
"By chance I do." I smiled at him. "What's your name?"
"Timothy Finnegan."
"You're not related to Seamus are you?"
"He's my brother."
"I always thought he was an only child." I smiled and then went back up to standing level. "Hello my name is Remus J Lupin, your DADA teacher. Could you all sit on the floor for a moment? I have to do the register. Alan, Nicola, Timothy, Julie, Molly, Jonathon, Alex, Doreen, Christopher and Laurence. Now today were going… yeas Timothy?"
"Is it true that you're a werewolf?"
"Yes it is. Any other questions?"
Julie put her hand up. "Why are you wearing muggle clothes?"
"I was just going to explain that. Now what I am going to teach you today will be a unique lesson. I will never teach you about this subject again so you have to pay attention to this lesson especially." The first years were staring at me in awe. "Now think. What if you were against someone you don't particularly like. They're trying to hex and curse you. You have no wand. What would you do?"
"Leg it."
"Kick and run!"
"Partly. Now I'm going to teach you a muggle type of defence, known as martial arts. Does anyone know what they are?"
"They're things like Karate and kung fu." Said Doreen
"Yes they are. They're oriental arts. A mixture of self defence and other sports."
(I'll tell you now I know nothing, absolutely nothing about any martial arts on this earth.)
"Now I'm going to teach you some simple attacks and defences."
***
"Ok we have 15 minutes left. You can sit on the floor and catch your breath."
I grinned at them. They were all red faced and out of breath. "Remember, next lesson you are not to talk about this lesson at all. You understand?"
"Yes professor."
Doreen put her hand up. "What's the homework?"
The rest of the class shot daggers at her. I laughed; she's a Hermione in the making. "There is no homework. Has anyone heard of Hermione Granger?"
"She's in Seamus' year." Shouted Timothy.
"Doreen, you have to meet her. You're an exact replica, from what I've seen of you. I'm sure she'll give you a tour of the library."
"She would? Where would I find her?"
"Any one know who Harry Potter is?" The class chorused. Just then there was a knock on the door. "Come in." Harry walked in, with a goblet in his hand. "Hello Harry. We were just talking about you."
"You were?" asked Harry shifting nervously on his feet.
"Yep, I was telling Doreen how to find Hermione and she is your friend and you're easy to spot, so I suggested they look for you." Harry looked at me dubiously. "She wants a tour of the library and I recommended Hermione."
"What have you done to the classroom." Asked Harry.
"We were having a practical lesson." I turned back to the class that were looking at us intently. "Now remember class who should you use the things we tried out today on?"
Timothy shouted out Slytherins, while the other chorused people we don't get along with.
"Like who?"
The class stared at me, and Timothy asked. "You- know- who?"
"No, that is best left to trained aurors."
"Like Harry?" asked Alan
"No! Aurors. Now I think you should go to your next lesson now."
"So what were you teaching them?" Asked Harry.
"Self defence. What that?" I said pointing at a goblet.
"Snape told me to give it to you. He also gave me this." Replied Harry holding up a piece of parchment. "But I'll only give it to you if you tell me what you did to Snape."
I looked at him and smirked. "Accio Parchment." I said pointing at the parchment, which flew into my hand.
"Well it was worth a try," mumbled Harry. "I better go to my next lesson now."
I unfolded the parchment
'Lupin,
No pain potion.
Snape'
I wasn't in pain, though Lupin could be. I noticed there was more on the paper.
'Ps this is a strong dose, should last a week, once it cools it turns into acid.'
I had to take it, even if it gives me side affects. It would have to last me all week. If I didn't take it now Lupin would be in pain and Snape is not going to brew up another batch after what I did to him this morning.
I gulped it down. It tasted like a mixture of calpol and cardboard. The after taste was even worse. The bell went, time for another lesson. Ravenclaw 7th years. This could be interesting, I was teaching a group of people that were 4 years older then me.
The class walked in. They looked at me and stood in the middle of the classroom. "You can sit down you know."
A girl looked at me with distaste. "There is no way I'm sitting on that floor. You don't know how long it's been there."
I looked at her, if she was a Ravenclaw what were the Slytherins like? "I happen to know that those mats have been there for less then two hours. Now sit down."
"No!"
"Sit down or I'll be forced to take points off you."
Someone yanked her down. "You're all here? Good. Cho, Harriet, Albert, Anthony, Daniel, Gabrielle and Elise. Now as I wasn't her last year I need to know what you learnt."
"We spent the year learning how to duel, and I meant the whole year Professor, you're not going to make us study it again are you?"
"No, I just want to go over what you've already learnt. Now will each of you pair up?"
They all paired up, but Elise was left. "Will someone go with Elise there are seven of you there has to be a three."
"Do we have to? It's just that Elise has had the duelling champion title for the past two years and none of us know enough curses to throw at her."
"Ok. Elise you will watch them and then point out to me what they're doing wrong, and you can try to help them."
"Sir, why can't you do that? You are the defence against the dark arts teacher."
"I want to see how good you are."
***
I was walking back to the defence against the dark arts classroom after having a very long talk with Flitwick about duelling. I now had Slytherin 6th years. I walked in and sat at my desk. The bell went, I waited, five minutes late no one had come and then ten minutes after the bell had gone the class came in. "Ten points from each of you for being late gor my lesson, that means 100 points from Slytherin."
Malfoy looked outraged. "We were only ten minutes late!"
"Yes and last time I checked ten times ten made one hundred, but if you want help I'll write it on the board for you." I then started to write the times tables on the board.
1x10=10
2x10=20
3x10=30
4x10=40 etc.
"I get the point sir."
"Good. Now today I'm going to give you a test.
Luckily I had found a test in a drawer and had decided to give it to the Slytherins instead of teaching the muggle skills they would have been hell if I did tha
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o have had no reviews. Is this story reall that bad? i'm not going to post the next chapter till i get 1 review- i have become really desperate. Is it the fact that i changed my name from Fluffy to Maddy, i dunno. But what i do know is that i've not no reviews! Come to think of it i haven't had n e reviews for about two weelks from either of my stories, i'm bvecoming really desperate now. I don't care if you flame me! Maddy