by Caitie Did
Chapter twelve- Testimonies of the Unforgivables
(thats a really dumb name for a chapter!)
oh well!
Im exhausted! It's finals week!
Who cares!
read and review! Please, you have no idea how much joy I need right now!Sorry! It's really short! I haven't had much time lately!
"How did I know that you'd hide in the kitchens?" Harry glanced up, suprised, and saw Ginny entering through the portriat, walking through the swarms of house elves that were offering her cakes and desserts, as the feast had ended ten minutes prior.
"Because you actually know me.."he responded simply, and grabbed the piece of chocolate he was eating,"Besides, Pomfrey made me come down here...said the chocolate would help the pain..make me feel better..how was the feast?"
Ginny gave a short laugh, and glanced over at him,"I got into a little schirmish with Hermione and Ron. They seemed to think that you spent the whole summer with me...and they couldn't understand why.."she gave him a small grin,"Well..Fred and George told them to go and stick their noses where they actually belong, and walked off with Draco and me...you might want to avoid Ron in the hallways for a couple of days. He looks like a steaming kettle that could burst any secound.."she walked towards the portrait hole and opened the door, giving him a meaningfull look,"Ready to face the world? There are all kinds of stories about you...because you weren't at the feast.."he rolled his eyes, and got up, thanking Dobby quickly and following her out of the kitchens.
"Potter..."he turned at the sound of Draco's voice, and raised his eyebrows.
"Draco Dani-"he slapped him on the arm, and Harry cringed in mock pain,"What's going on? Do I need to speak with Dumbledore about anything?" Draco nodded, and Harry followed him up the stairs by the kitchens, and towards the gargoyle, being carefull not to let Hermione and Ron know that he knew they were following them.
"Why wasn't he at the feast?" Ron whispered, in an almost inaudible tone, and Harry turned around, annoyed.
"Obviously because I wasn't itching to have a friendly encounter with you.."he shot back,"Which goes the same as of now, by the way..."he added, and turned to the Gargoyle,"Sugar Quill.."he stepped through it, with Draco and Ginny in tow, and closed it quickly, leaving Ron and Hermione in the hallway.
"That prat!"Ron burst out, and heard a response from the stairwell.
"I'm not deaf, you know!"
Hermione managed to grin to herself, but as soon as Ron shot her a cold look she turned her smile upsidown and faced him.
"Well I don't think it's going to be of any use if we wait for him..we'll just have to try and talk to him tommarow.."
"Talk to him?" Ron started incredulously, and she shot him a look that shut him up.
"Come on..or I'll take points from you.."she said crisply, and stalked off down the hall, Ron following her, exasperated.
They didn't get to talk to Harry or even see him until Wednesday morning, when he rushed into the first class of Defense Against the Dark Arts shortly before the bell, and took a seat next to Draco, completely ignoring Ron and Hermione.
Ron just rolled his eyes nad glanced around for the new teacher, who had yet to be announced, and Hermione tried to listen in on their conversation.
"How'd it go?" she didn't notice the farmilliar cut on Harry's cheek at first. It was one that was only present after the third task.
"I never want to do that again in my entire life. If Voldemort ever uses me to come back to life again, remind me to kill myself.."Harry responded tonelessly, and Hermione's mouth opened in shock, and Harry turned around,"And Hermione, could I talk to you after class?" he added quietly, and she nodded slowly, sitting back in her seat.
"Why were you?"Draco started, and he turned to face him, aware that Hermione was still listening.
"You might want to talk to her sometime Draco. She might just suprise you.."Harry said,"She was defending me on the train...Ron was on my ass, and she was defending me...she deserves to know.."Harry said quietly, and Draco nodded, and glanced up, his eyes going wide.
"What?" Harry asked him, and looked up to see Sirius, Remus, and someone who he thought so farmilliar but couldn't put a name to at the front of the class.
"So, this is Fifth year Defense Against the Dark Arts..."Sirius said, grinning, and looked at the frightened faces of some of the students,"I'm Professor Black, that's Professor Lupin, and Professor Potter.."he gave Harry an uncertain look, and Harry almost fell off his chair with shock.
"What the hell.."he whispered.
"So, here's how it goes..Professor Lupin you already know, and I was wrongfully accused for giving away the location of the Potter's residence before they were killed. Professor Potter is a head auror with the ministry of magic, and has been tracking Voldemort's activities for the last fifteen years...the three of us will be the teachers for this class...Potter will be covering the spells, Lupin the creatures, and I, the History of the Dark Arts and how they came to be..."he paused,"Okay..Professor Potter's going to take the lesson for today...so I'll give the floor over to her.."Harry instantly noticed that she had long brown wavy hair, and chocolate brown eyes that were identical to his fathers.
"Dumbledore tells me you've already studied this..but..he feels that it's best with the oncoming threat that we re learn the unforgivible curses..can anyone tell me the curses and their effects?" A few hands shot up in the room, Harry's and Draco's being the first.
"Mr. Malfoy?"
"Um..the killing curse...avada
kevdrana...kills you instantly.."she looked at Harry when he said this,
and he felt as though he was being x rayed.
"Ten Points to Slytherin..Mr. Potter..care to continue..."
"Imperius..is like your whole body's being taken under control..It's fightable, but very difficult to do so.."she gave him another look,"And the Crutacius Curse.."he paused, and leant back in his seat.
"Okay..so...I know that some of you have already been attacked.."she said quietly, and Harry and Draco glanced at eachother,"And have lost family members, and or have had the experience of having these curses cast on you...does anyone feel like they would be able to share their experience with one or two of these curses?" Harry's hand went up reluctantly, and Draco gave him a strange look.
"Harry.."he started, and Harry glanced up at him, and shook his head, looking at the Professor.
"And which one's were cast on you?" she asked quietly, and Lupin opened his mouth to say something, Sirius actually doing so.
"Harry.."he started.
"Sirius, it's alright..you
don't have to worry.."Harry said quietly,"Besides, it's about time that
someone knew the truth, isn't it?" Sirius's eyes widnened, and Harry cleared
his throaght,"All three of them...the killing curse twice..imperius once,
and crutacius a number of times..more than I'm willing to remember..once
the night of my parent's murder, and the rest were the night of the third
task.."he closed his book,"I really dont feel so well, Proffessor Potter.."he
practically spit out his last name, and got up, walkign towards the door,
his books in his hand, and slammed the door with a loud bang, the rest
of the class staring after him, shocked.
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