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Death Wind- I know. I know. My source for the computer said either Monday or Tuesday. Then again he also said that two weeks ago. So I won't hold my breath.
HARRY POTTER AND THE STAFF OF POWER
Chapter 7: The New Professor
"What do you mean you are a prefect!" yelled Fred. "I can't believe it. How could you be prefect? With Harry and Hermione no doubt. You three have probably broken every rule that Hogwarts has. " Finished George being out of breathe.
Ron looked up from his letter. "Oh like you should talk. Who was it that gave Harry the Marauders Map in the first place? Said that you already had all the spots memorized."
Mrs. Weasley heard Ron's comment. "What do you three mean? What rules have you broken? I want an answer this instant!" Yelled Molly at her three sons.
Mr. Weasley took hold of his wife's shoulder. "Calm down Molly. Everyone breaks rules. I haven't met a single person that hasn't. Besides, I would rather not know what rules that my children have broken." Mr. Weasley's words seemed to have calmed down Mrs. Weasley.
"Yes dear, you are right." Mrs. Weasley patted her husband's hand. "But I do not, I mean DO NOT want anymore rule breaking. Especially you two." Pointing at the twins. "This is your last year and I do not want you to do anything that will reflect on your record. Do I make myself clear?"
The twins and Ron both answered. "Yes mum."
"So George, I think that we have another Percy in the making. Hey Ron, do you like cauldrons?" Said George with laughter that was followed by Fred's laughter.
"There is nothing wrong with working with cauldrons. Cauldrons are better than stupid joke things." Replied Percy.
"Joke things? JOKE THINGS? You have to be kidding me Percy. They are the wave of the future. George and I are going to make a fortune. You just see."
Mrs. Weasley looked toward Ron who had a questionable look on his face. "Ron dear, are you alright? Aren't you happy about being made a prefect?"
Ron looked back from the letter toward his mother. "Yes mum. It's just that I'm no angel. I wonder why they chose me."
Mrs. Weasley walked over to her son and put her hands on his shoulders. "I am sure that you were chosen for a reason. A Good reason. So I don't want you to think otherwise, do I make myself clear?"
Ron looked straight up to meet his mother's gaze. "Yes mum." She bent over and kissed her son's head.
"Good. Now we can finish dinner."
The Weasleys finished dinner. Ron went and sat in a chair in the den. He got out a piece of parchment and started writing a letter to Harry.
Dear Harry,
I can't believe it. I was named a Prefect for this coming up year. I don't know why I was picked. I also don't know why I got my letter this early. I mean looked what we have done our first four years. I'm beginning to think that maybe Dumbledore really has gone off his rocker. Do you think that it is because of You-Know-Who? No, we shouldn't be talking about those things. So you are staying at Hogwarts for the rest of the summer. I guess you really do consider that place your home. You never seem to leave it. Oh, why did you send a letter to Ginny and not me? I thought we were best friends. And WHY my sister? You better be nice to her, or I will put you in a hurt locker. Ginny says that I talk about Victor Krum too much and that you don't want to talk to me. Honestly, I don't talk about him that much do I? Well if I do, it is for good reason. That bloody git shouldn't be around Hermione. He is way too old for her. I still can't believe that she went to Bulgaria to visit him. Anyway, Dumbledore says that we can come and visit you at the castle whenever we want. So I'll get back to you on that. Talk to you later.
Ron
"Her you go Fawkes. Bring this letter back to Harry."
Fawkes took the letter on his leg and flew out the window back to Hogwarts. But Ron did not see Fawkes fly back up towards Ginny's window. He flew in and landed on Ginny's bed.
"AH!" Ginny sqweeked when she saw Fawkes. "You scared me." Fawkes looked Ginny straight in the eye. If Ginny wasn't mistaken, it seemed like Fawkes was looking into her very soul. "Well I guess that you want me to write a letter?" Fawkes tilted his head up and sung. "Okay, why not." Ginny got a piece of parchment and a quill and wrote another letter.
Dear Harry,
I know that I already sent you a letter today, but Fawkes seems to think that I should send another letter. I can't believe that Ron is a prefect. He is the last person that I would expect to be one. I would expect Hermione, but not Ron. Honestly, he is just Ron. Anyway, I have to go start on stupid homework. I hope that we can come to the castle soon. Talk to Dumbledore.
Much Love,
Ginny
Ginny skimmed the letter to her satisfaction and attached it to Fawkes' leg. This time he did fly out the window and back to Hogwarts.
"So what is the next part of the surprise?" Harry asked looking up toward Remus Lupin. "So, out with it. What's the other part of the surprise?"
Remus looked down towards Harry. "Fine, you are almost as stubborn as your father. Well first off, you will be having four new teachers at Hogwarts this year."
Harry looked surprised. "FOUR? Really?"
Remus chuckled. "Yes four. Well, if you want to be exact, two teachers and two that will be in and out throughout the year."
Harry didn't seem to understand what he was talking about. "What do you mean in and out?"
"Well, two of the teachers will be permanently at the school for the whole year, while two of them will be off sporadically."
"Oh okay….well who are they?"
"Well, you are looking at one. Snuffles and I will be taking over for Hagrid in Care for Magical Creatures. After all, I am a magical creature." Said Remus with his chest pushed outward and his head up high. Snape muttered something along the lines of stupid werewolf.
Harry could do nothing but laugh. "Great, you were the best teacher that I have ever had. I kind of wish that you were teaching DADA. Last year's teacher was…." Harry didn't really mean to say that, it just came out. Once the words had escaped his mouth, his head went from Remus to the ground. Remus put a hand on his shoulder.
"It's okay Harry. He is gone." Harry didn't want to talk about what happened during his fourth year in the presence of the headmaster and the potion's master.
"I know. I don't really want to talk about it." Harry said in a melancholy tone.
"Okay." Remus understood that Harry wasn't ready to talk about the ordeals that he faced last year.
"So who are the other teachers?"
"Well Miss Delacour will assist Professor Snape and take over when he is away in potions."
"You mean that Professor Snape isn't going to be there the whole year?" Harry said with almost joy until he met the angry glare of the potions master.
"Don't worry Potter; you will not have enough time to celebrate my absence. I will leave Miss Delacour explicit notes on what to go over when I am away." Said Snape leaving a glare on Harry.
Of course. Snape wouldn't give anybody a break. Even when he isn't even at the school, Snape still tries to make Harry's life miserable.
"Do you mean Fleur Delacour professor?" Asked Harry.
"Yes Potter, the same Delacour from last year. I just hope that the class can keep their tongues in their mouths long enough to actually pay attention in the class. Especially you Potter, she seemed to have an interest in you."
Remus looked at Harry with almost amazement. "Um…well, I did bring her sister out of the lake in the second task of the tournament."
"Yes I remember…Under how shall we say mysterious circumstances that you obtained your gillyweed."
Harry heard a hissing form inside of his robes. He had totally forgotten that James was there.
"You aren't you going to tell him who gave you the gillyweed are you?"
"Are you nuts, he would give me detention everyday for the rest of my life. I wouldn't want to scrum every square inch of Hogwarts with my toothbrush. You should probably stay in my robes until we get to the castle. You might freak people out."
"Okay." James went back into Harry's robes. When Harry looked back up he was met with three pairs of astonished eyes and one pair of dog eyes.
"You all know that I can talk to snakes. That shouldn't be anything new."
The men took Harry's words and continued walking. Snape looked back toward Harry. "Before we were interrupted by you, I was asking you where you got your gillyweed." Asked the Potion's Master with an evil glare that Harry was accustomed to.
Harry put his hands together and twirled his fingers. "Yes well…I read about it in Neville's book and I found some gillyweed that Neville had." Harry said hoping that Snape wouldn't interrogate him again. Luckily Snape just raised his eyebrows as they kept walking.
"But I shouldn't have done that. Crouch said that you misinterpreted my bravery for stupidity. I think he was right. I should have known that you never have let anyone get hurt Professor Dumbledore."
Dumbledore took his glare from looking ahead to in front of Harry. "I do not ever want you to say that again. Nothing that Crouch told you was the truth. He told you those things to try to create confusion in your mind. Nothing more. Do you understand?"
Harry was more shocked then anything. It almost seemed like Professor Dumbledore was yelling at him. Harry could do nothing but agree. "Yes sir. I'm sorry. It's just that when I think about it, I should have known that something was wrong."
"Crouch had everyone fooled, even me. So do not beat up yourself about the past. It is exactly that, the past. We have to live another day and live with it." Dumbledore said with the return of the twinkle that Harry was accustomed to.
"I know sir." Harry had to take a second and take in what Dumbledore said. His curiosity was still wondering who would teach DADA. "So who is teaching DADA this year?"
"Professor Figg." Replied Dumbledore without even looking down toward Harry.
"Figg…I knew a Mrs. Figg that lived on Privet Drive. What a strange coincidence."
The three men looked at each other and all said the same words. "Yes, strange." They made their way to the castle. Dumbledore looked down towards Harry.
"I want you to get settled in. You can go to the library if you want to do your summer homework or go to the Great Hall for something to eat. If nobody is in there, just ask the house elves and they will get you something. Any other questions?"
"No sir."
"Good. Then this is where I should leave you gentlemen. Until next time." With that Dumbledore disappeared into the castle. Remus said goodbye to Harry and also disappeared. Snape, who Harry didn't expect to say goodbye, didn't and vanished without Harry even seeing him leave. All that was left was Harry with Snuffles at his side.
"I guess you are coming with me?" Snuffles barked. "Okay, let's go." They reached the dormitory when Harry heard a pop from behind him and his godfather was standing there.
"WOW! I haven't seen these in a long time." Said Sirius pointing to the dormitories still in awe after living in them for seven years.
"What do you mean; you were in one two years ago?"
Sirius looked at his feet guiltily. "Yes well, I wasn't really enjoying the scenery of the rooms then. I was trying to get the bloody rat. I hope that I didn't scare you."
Harry couldn't help but laugh. "You didn't scare me, but you sure made sure Ron needed a new pair of pajamas. The one's he was wearing that night were wet beyond repair." They both laughed and walked into the dormitory.
"Yes, but I wish that I had caught that rat that night. Maybe that none of this would ever have happened." Sirius said while putting his face in his hands and pulling his hair out of his face.
Harry sat next to him on the bed. "It's okay, I let him go remember. If it's anyone fault its mine. Everything seems to be my fault these days."
This time Sirius got up from his spot on the bed and knelt down in front of Harry. "Harry…You have to stop blaming yourself for everything that happens. Trust me; I know what guilt feels like. I was in Azkaban for twelve years with your parent deaths on my conscience and it doesn't help anyone to just feel sorry for yourself." Sirius made Harry look him in the eyes. Sirius noticed that Harry's eyes were filled with tears. "You made a choice, just like I did. Now you have to live with that choice, just like I did. You have to live another day in order to do something about that choice. Do you get me?" Said Sirius looking Harry straight in the eyes.
"Yes. You are right. I don't know what came over me."
"Feeling guilty if natural. You are fifteen years old. You should not have to be going through what you are going through. It isn't fair. But the world isn't fair. You have to live so that we can see that scum Voldemort off the face of the earth."
Harry looked from Sirius' eyes and cracked a smile. "Sirius, when did you get so smart?"
"Who me? Sirius Black? I have always been this smart. I mean, what other dog could do this?" Sirius transformed into a dog and hopped around in a circle on one paw with his nose in the air howling the rhythm to Jingle Bells. What happened next surprised him. He watched Harry, and then the next thing he saw was Harry leaping toward him and tackling him to the ground. If James didn't slither out of Harry's robes in midair he would probably have been smashed. He hissed at both of them, but to no avail. He just slithered onto Harry's bed and into a ball. His attention was drawn to the man and the boy on the ground. It took Sirius a couple of seconds to realize that Harry was wrestling with him. They didn't stop until they heard the sound of a man clearing his voice. Harry and the dog both stood up and turned their attention toward the man in the doorway. They both looked at the grinning face of Albus Dumbledore.
"I just came up to see if you were alright unpacking, but I see that you are doing fine. Dinner will be at six o'clock in the Great Hall. Until then."
"Thank you sir." With that Dumbledore left the room and Harry and Snuffles continued to wrestle until they were both too tired to move.
6 O'clock
Harry had taken a shower after his wrestling with Snuffles. He felt great. It was the first time in his life that he had actually been in the presence of a father figure. Harry hoped that Sirius would stick around so that they could spend more time together. Harry walked into the Great Hall to see Professors Dumbledore and McGonagall already sitting at a single table in the Hall. Harry walked toward the tables.
"Where are the other tables? Said Harry as he looked around the Hall. It looked ten times bigger with only one table.
"Yes during the summer time, we only keep one table in here, seems a waste to have giant tables in here for a handful of people."
"So all the Professors don't stay here over the summer?"
"Goodness no Harry. Even the Professors need a break from school." Said McGonagall making a smile emerge from Dumbledore's face. Remus with Snuffles came into the Hall and made their seats. Remus on the left side of Harry and snuffles on the ground on Harry's right. Harry looked at the seat opposite him.
"Is that seat for Professor Snape sir?" asked Harry pointing to the seat.
"No, that seat is for Professor Figg. She will be joining us for the rest of the summer."
"Oh."
"Speaking of her here she comes now." Nothing could describe what Harry saw walking in the door. It was Mrs. Figg. The old women that lived down the street from the Dursleys. How could this be? She was an old muggle woman that had too many cats. How could she be the new DADA teacher? She walked into the hall and took her seat in the empty chair.
"It is good of you to join us Arabella." Said Dumbledore welcoming the new arrival.
"Thank you Albus, it is good to be back." Mrs. Figg turned her attention towards Harry who was looking straight at his plate. Everyone at the table was engulfed in the silence that followed. The Professors' attentions were towards Harry who was looking straight at his plate now saying a word. Mrs. Figg took it on herself to break the silence.
Good to be back? How can she say that? She was a muggle. She couldn't have been at Hogwarts before. Muggles can't see it. HOW COULD THIS BE? Were all the thought racing through Harry's head.
"Harry, can you please look at me. I am the same Mrs. Figg that lived down the street." Harry just kept staring at his plate. "Please Harry; I know you must be upset with me." What happened next startled everyone at the table.
"Upset?" Harry said barely above a whisper. "That doesn't even begin to describe it."
Dumbledore looked at Harry then towards Remus and Arabella who all shared the same shocked expression on their faces. "Harry, I sent Arabella to Privet Drive to look after you and protect you when I sent you there when you were only a baby." Dumbledore said looking at the raven haired boy.
"Protect me?" Harry said again. "Protect me from whom? Voldemort could never find me at that house. The house made me safe from Voldemort, but it didn't make me safe from the people inside of the house. You knew what they did to me and you did nothing. How could you have done that?" Harry said with anger. The same feelings that Harry had towards Sirius Black in his third year were brewing inside of him. The feelings were hatred. What Harry didn't realize was that the table they were sitting next to was vibrating. The Professors were all looking towards Dumbledore for some kind of explanation. Dumbledore looked as shocked as they did. "Until I was eleven years old, I thought that my parent had died in a car crash." The plates were now vibrating. "I never knew why I was locked in a cupboard, starved or beaten." The oval plates were now pointed straight up spinning very fast on their edges. "I never knew why the only blood relatives I had treated me like a freak and neglected me. YOU HAD NO RIGH TO KEEP THAT FROM ME!" As Harry yelled those words, every goblet shattered in a massive shock wave that came from Harry. The windows in the Great Hall also shattered in a shock wave from Harry. The very ground that the table was on started getting tiny cracks in it. The Professors at the table were staring at the boy with something that they never thought possible. They looked at him with fear.
With a pop Sirius transformed into human form and picked up his godson, who had tears falling down his face, in a giant hug. After a ten second hug Sirius released him and looked him in the eyes.
"Harry, what in the hell just happened?"
"I..don't…know. All of the sudden I felt angry. More angry than I had every been in my life. I felt something inside of me. It felt like electricity was flowing through me. I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. I'm sorry Mrs. Figg." Said Harry as he sat back down in his chair with his head in his hands trying to hold back tears. He was unsuccessful and tears were seen leaking threw his hands and rolling down his cheeks.
Mrs. Figg stood up from her chair and walked over to Harry. "It is okay Harry. If the positions were reversed I would feel the same way. You have to understand that what I did was for your own good. I hope that you can understand that."
Harry looked back at the old women. "I understand. I'm sorry that I snapped. I couldn't help myself."
Dumbledore looked at the boy. "It is quite alright Harry. I was wondering if your wandless magic was ever going to evolve."
Harry looked at his Headmaster blank faced. "Wandless magic, what are you talking about sir?"
"See Harry. Ever since your third year when you blew up your Aunt, I wondered if you were going to be able to perform wandless magic." Harry looked confused by Dumbledore's statement. Sirius and Remus were chuckling after Dumbledore said 'blew up your Aunt.'
"But can't everyone do it sir? I know that children do it without even knowing it." Asked Harry looking again at Dumbledore.
Dumbledore shook his head. "That is very true. Children show uncontrolled magic at early ages. That is all. Once you grow up, that ability usually leaves a wizard." Dumbledore shock his head and looked as if he was reading an invisible book in front of him. "No, it doesn't leave a wizard. Your body adjusts to the magic that it is being fussed with."
"So are you saying my body hasn't grown to fit my magic?" asked Harry with a even more confused look on his face.
"That is exactly what I am saying. Most of you classmates have already grown into their magic, but it seems that you still have some growing left to do." Dumbledore said with a smile.
"So what does that mean? " Asked Harry.
Dumbledore looked towards Harry. "It means that your magical power as a wizard has not come into its form yet." Replied Dumbledore. His very words seemed to quiet Harry. He didn't know what to think. What did Dumbledore mean by his magical power coming into its form?
"Now I suggest that we eat dinner, my stomach is starting to get angry with me."
"Yes Sir."
They finished dinner. "May I suggest that we adjourn? I have some work that I have to do." Said Dumbledore.
"I suppose that we all have work to do." Said McGonagall. "I suggest that you finish all your school work Harry, before it's too late."
"Yes Professor."
With that Harry walked back up towards his dormitory with Snuffles. When he opened the door he was greeted with Fawkes and Hedwig.
"Hey, more letters"......
To Be Continued
A/N: Again, sorry for being late. I still haven't gotten a laptop. Don't know when it is going to come in. I hope soon.