And so it begins, midterms and depressed children. By the time they got to
his class they were already in foul moods, Gryffindor and Slytherin were
first, just as the sun set. Looking over the class, determining who was
there and who wasn't, Malfoy was the only one missing. Crabbe and Goyle
were poking Potter in the head with their wands and sniggering amongst
themselves.
"Midterms are supposed to be this week, but sadly, there is nothing for me to test you on. The hellhound has not attacked this month, though with midterms I believe that it may cause more havoc than before. I do not test this class because I never taught anything worth knowing."
Sighs and groans carried through the room as Malfoy entered with a note in hand and that annoying smile plastered on his face.
"Professor, this is for you, from the Ministry of Magic. I'm afraid you're out of a job."
"We shall see about that."
Taking the letter and skimming through it, he scoffed and sat in the throne behind him, pondering the letter and growling between breaths.
"Mr. Alucard Hellsing:
We regret to inform you that as of this evening, you are relieved from further duty as a professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. If you have any objections or questions, please take them to Prof. Albus Dumbledore as Headmaster of the school.
Sincerely, Secretary of the Ministry of Magic, Lucious Malfoy"
Alucard wads up the paper and throws it behind him, into the fire. Draco, who was smiling stops and looks at him.
"Well, you're out of a job. Leave here, now. Shoo."
Standing and going to the boy, his expression doesn't change as he grabs the boy and looks at him.
"Do not treat me as though I am your pet, child."
"You are scum, my father says so. I can treat you how I please, and you can do nothing about it."
He releases the boy and snarls as he heads for Dumbledore's office. Not even bothering to knock, he enters the office, preparing to bitch to Dumbledore about this, but there's someone else there, Malfoy. Grabbing the back of his coat and throwing him into the wall, he gets right in his face and threatens him.
"Listen Malfoy, I've had enough of your stupidity when it comes to my residence at Hogwarts. You have no idea what you toy with, that creature that roams the halls is nothing compared to what I can do. For all I know, your son is the creature, he's never in the class at this time of the month, girls I can understand, but the filth that is your son has no excuse!"
Not knowing what else to do, Malfoy spits on him, not helping his predicament any. Angered, Alucard pushes him harder into the wall, waiting for the crack that will be his back breaking.
"You are nothing more than a monster, Hellsing. Hiring you was the biggest mistake in this school's history, and I will see to it that the senile old man that did so will never see the light of day."
"Will you stop calling me Hellsing, it isn't my name. My patience has run low and I have had enough of all of you. These students in particular, one wants to bed me and the rest want to kill me. If you have a problem, take it up with me personally, or this incident will be repeated."
Releasing him, Malfoy falls a few inches to the ground where he stares at the vampire before him. Alucard's snarling angrily, teeth bared and fists clenched.
"If not Hellsing, than who are you?"
"The creature is as good as dead, Malfoy. As are you."
He leaves him there, stunned and with a few broken ribs; going back to the class, he gives Draco a heart attack and takes his seat. The students stare at him for a moment, in fear or awe, his eyes are burning in anger and seem to light up his face. He begins to sort through the papers on the desk, but when he looks up next, Malfoy is before him ranting about removing his son from the school and that he was a mistake. He flashes his fangs and the man leaves in quite a hurry, taking Draco with him. He laughs seeming happy with the arrangement and the students go back to their books, waiting for the professor's sanity to return.
"Midterms are supposed to be this week, but sadly, there is nothing for me to test you on. The hellhound has not attacked this month, though with midterms I believe that it may cause more havoc than before. I do not test this class because I never taught anything worth knowing."
Sighs and groans carried through the room as Malfoy entered with a note in hand and that annoying smile plastered on his face.
"Professor, this is for you, from the Ministry of Magic. I'm afraid you're out of a job."
"We shall see about that."
Taking the letter and skimming through it, he scoffed and sat in the throne behind him, pondering the letter and growling between breaths.
"Mr. Alucard Hellsing:
We regret to inform you that as of this evening, you are relieved from further duty as a professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. If you have any objections or questions, please take them to Prof. Albus Dumbledore as Headmaster of the school.
Sincerely, Secretary of the Ministry of Magic, Lucious Malfoy"
Alucard wads up the paper and throws it behind him, into the fire. Draco, who was smiling stops and looks at him.
"Well, you're out of a job. Leave here, now. Shoo."
Standing and going to the boy, his expression doesn't change as he grabs the boy and looks at him.
"Do not treat me as though I am your pet, child."
"You are scum, my father says so. I can treat you how I please, and you can do nothing about it."
He releases the boy and snarls as he heads for Dumbledore's office. Not even bothering to knock, he enters the office, preparing to bitch to Dumbledore about this, but there's someone else there, Malfoy. Grabbing the back of his coat and throwing him into the wall, he gets right in his face and threatens him.
"Listen Malfoy, I've had enough of your stupidity when it comes to my residence at Hogwarts. You have no idea what you toy with, that creature that roams the halls is nothing compared to what I can do. For all I know, your son is the creature, he's never in the class at this time of the month, girls I can understand, but the filth that is your son has no excuse!"
Not knowing what else to do, Malfoy spits on him, not helping his predicament any. Angered, Alucard pushes him harder into the wall, waiting for the crack that will be his back breaking.
"You are nothing more than a monster, Hellsing. Hiring you was the biggest mistake in this school's history, and I will see to it that the senile old man that did so will never see the light of day."
"Will you stop calling me Hellsing, it isn't my name. My patience has run low and I have had enough of all of you. These students in particular, one wants to bed me and the rest want to kill me. If you have a problem, take it up with me personally, or this incident will be repeated."
Releasing him, Malfoy falls a few inches to the ground where he stares at the vampire before him. Alucard's snarling angrily, teeth bared and fists clenched.
"If not Hellsing, than who are you?"
"The creature is as good as dead, Malfoy. As are you."
He leaves him there, stunned and with a few broken ribs; going back to the class, he gives Draco a heart attack and takes his seat. The students stare at him for a moment, in fear or awe, his eyes are burning in anger and seem to light up his face. He begins to sort through the papers on the desk, but when he looks up next, Malfoy is before him ranting about removing his son from the school and that he was a mistake. He flashes his fangs and the man leaves in quite a hurry, taking Draco with him. He laughs seeming happy with the arrangement and the students go back to their books, waiting for the professor's sanity to return.