A/N: Chapter 12! Final Chapter! *sobs* awww. Well, this isn't as long as I planned, but it'll do.
Reviewers: Kemenran- what happens? What happens? I guess you'll have to find out.
Xirleb70- don't cry! I'll have a sequel, which I hope to start soon! The little girl, Chelle, actually plays a big part in the sequel. Well, thanks for the review! *hands over a box of tissues*
Harry's first class was a success, but what about the 7th year class?
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September 3rd. Not Harry's first class, but his first with people who are older than him. Two years older.
Just before Harry's 7th year class, he was sitting on the carpeted floor, as Chelle played with his hair. She ran her fingers through it, getting the knots out of his black hair. Grabbing her wand, she looked down at his face. "What color tips?" She asked her older brother. "Hmm, Orange. No, Green. No, make it Blue." She smiled, and tapped her wand against his hair. "Perfect." He told her, as he looked into the mirror. "Thanks, sis." He stood up, and threw on a robe. Chelle walked with him, when he dropped her off at the Potions classroom, two minutes late. Slowly peeking his head into the classroom, he mouthed something to the Professor, and hugged Chelle, turning on his heel to leave. He walked swiftly to the Defense classroom, where a few students were waiting patiently. Harry took his seat at his desk, and waited for the rest to arrive.
"Welcome to your final year of Defense Against the Dark Arts. I am Harry Potter, but please, don't use professor. I am indeed only 15, but age does not matter. I know many of you, but please, introduce your selves to the class." He looked at the first girl, in the front row, and nodded. Slowly, she stood up. "Hello. I am Alexis Jones, a 17-year-old Ravenclaw." The next person stood up, causing Harry to smile. "Fred Weasley. Gryffindor Jokester along with my twin brother. 17." George stood next, and gave a similar introduction, except changing the first name. This continued, until the whole class had introduced themselves.
" Follow me. Leave your books here." They did so, and walked onto the grounds of Hogwarts. "Today, we will be working on combat. I know, that's Professor Lupin's grounds, but he has agreed to let me explain the basics, and show you a few moves, since you have his class next, correct?" The students nodded.
"At the age of 7, I was given my first lesson in karate. I'm sure you all have heard of this subject. Right now, im a black belt. My first lesson, I was eager to learn the moves. I could care less about the art of karate. However, a close friend of mine taught me the actual art of karate, which is what im going to show you." Everyone cheered. Harry held up a hand, and they stopped. He stood straight, and showed them different kicks, and moves to use. "Karate can save your life." Harry said, as he dismissed his class, and walked back to his classroom. He sat in there for awhile, thinking. His class had gone ok, but now what? What is he supposed to do during his breaks???
Harry sat on the nearest chair, crying.
*Flashback*
Harry, Ephram and Ali were running around the store, tossing clothes to each other, laughing. The store owner watched them, with a smile on her face. Harry slipped, and slid over to where Ali was. Ephram did the same, and the three sat on the floor, laughing.
"We'll always be best friends, right?" Harry asked softly, as they sat, clothes in arms. Ali wrapped her arms around him, hugging him. "Always, Lightening." Ali's sweet voice responded. "Never will we part." Ephram agreed. Liz walked in at this moment, and hugged Harry to her. "Never." The four sat there, until Harry got up, and started laughing. Together, the others did the same. "Never."
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Tears filled his eyes, as he recalled this moment.
*Flashback*
They sat in the local movie theater, hands filled with popcorn, watching some Disney movie. Ephram picked a handful of popcorn, and tossed it in Harry's direction, missing him and hitting a man next to him. Ephram started to laugh, as did Harry, as the man glared at the two. Liz snickered when she realized what happened, and grabbed a handful of Skittles. She tossed them at Ephram, who's mouth was open, and caught most of them.
A few hit a girl behind them, and the three ducked down, laughing. Ali looked over at them, shaking her head. "What dorks." She muttered.
"You love us." Ephram said, tossing popcorn at her. She stuck her tongue out at him. "NOT UH." She said loudly, as the audience "Shushed" her. Ali pouted, causing the others to snicker. A movie theater employee came over to them. "Excuse me, but im going to have to ask you to leave." The guy with various pimples scattered on his face told them, and the four reluctantly got up. "Bums." Liz muttered, as the four burst out into laughter as they were escorted from the theater.
As they walked around, popcorn stuck to them, and the four looked out of place, but had fun.
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Harry smiled at that memory. A few others came back to him.
*Flashback, Atlanta Braves Stadium*
They were on vacation in Atlanta, when Ephram suggested going to a game. The year was 1994, and a wonderful year for baseball.
As the group entered the stadium, they bought their sodas and hot dogs and pretzels, before taking their seats right next to first base. Harry excitedly looked at the program, reading the names.
"Javy Lopez, Fred McGriff, Mark Lemke..." He continued to read off the list, as Ali, Liz and Ephram ignored him. "Pitching for the Atlanta Braves is Greg Maddux!", the announcer announced, causing the teens to cheer. The game ended, and the braves won 5-2. Harry jumped around excitedly when he learned that kids could run the bases. Harry immediately ran to the field after the game, and joining the smaller kids, ran around the bases, with his friends cheering him on.
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Harry returned to normal, and looked around. He saw people running around, laughing and having fun. He wished he could be like that. He wished for his friends to come back to life, so everything would be the same. However, you should really be careful what you wish for. Two weeks later, Harry found himself with a dark magic spell in hand, as he murmured the names.
"Ali, Ephram and Liz. Bring them back, let them live. Ali, Ephram and Liz. Bring them back, let them live." Harry shut his eyes, and drifted off. Hours later, he awoke, and in front of him stood one thing he never thought he would see, his best friends.
"Ali? Eph? Lizzie?" Tears formed his eyes, as he watched the three in front of him, who were so unlike the three who had left him. Ali was dressed in a white dress, with her hair pulled back halfway, and she was smiling. Ephram wore a white suit, and a white tie, with of course, white shoes. Liz wore a dress similar to Ali's, but it was low-cut, and sparkly. "Hey Lightening." Ali spoke, gently placing her arms around him. "We missed you, big bro." Lizzie added. "Yeah, man, I've had to deal with these two for years. Ugh." The three took a good look at Harry. "You haven't changed, that's good." Liz smiled at him. "Harry, why are you here? Your not dead." Ephram wore a confused look on his face. Harry gulped, as the three looked at him. "You didn't. Please say you didn't use magic." Harry flashed his 'im innocent' smile, but it didn't work on his best friends. "Harold, hunnie, we're always here with you, in your heart. You need to move on, sweetie. " Ali said softly. "We love you, man, but it's not your time."
The next thing Harry knew, he was back in his classroom, as students entered slowly, watching him. He smiled. "Welcome." The 5th years sat, and waited patiently. "If you could wait for just a moment, I will be right out." Harry dabbed his eyes with a tissue, and stepped out of the corner, and to his desk.
"As many of you already know, I have survived many things in my life. The hardest thing for me was to get over the passing of my best friends. For you guys, you will go through many things in your life, and you need to be prepared for them. I am passing out a little Quiz, about yourselves. Answer honestly and truthfully." Harry took his seat, and the students began the quiz.
"Professor, we're done." Young Ginny Weasley offered, what seemed like hours later. Harry looked up, and sure enough, there was a stack of papers on his desk. Harry thanked her, and flipped through the papers. "Now, I will say some of the answers that were given, but I wont say any names. I want you to listen to the answers, and think about them."
Harry pulled out the first piece of paper, and read the question. "What is the most important quality you think you have." He scanned the answer, and smiled. "Loyalty- I will always be there for whoever needs me." Harry picked up the next paper, and read it, too. "Courage- I will always face what's ahead." Harry shook his head. "You don't always know that, though." A student spoke up, and Harry smiled gratefully at the boy. "Good point. How do you know if you can face whatever happens?" A girl in the back blushed, although only Harry noticed. "That's the point of this class. To help you understand things. I'm not here to teach you combat, but trust, and understanding."
The bell rang, and Harry sighed. "Dismissed."The class jumped out of their seats, leaving the girl from the back. "Harry?" He looked up at her face. "Thank you." With that, she left to catch up with her friends.
He felt himself sink to the ground, realizing that he was indeed helping people. This professor thing ruled.
Harry stepped into the Great Hall for lunch, feeling like a new man. As he took his regular seat, a bright smile appeared on his face. When asked what was wrong, his reply was simple: nothing. Nothing was wrong with him, he was perfect. Well, almost. Now all he needed was someone to love.
Weeks later, Harry found this love, in one of his students. As this student walked in his classroom, Harry looked up at him.
"Sir, I need help." The child told it's story, one that amazed Harry. This child needed help, and he was going to give it to him. Harry felt a wave of love run through his body, as he leaned forward, and kissed the child on it's lips.
The child returned the kiss, and a love formed. A love strong enough to survive in this world, a world of Criticism, and hate. This child was just what our Hero needed, and Harry was what this child needed: love.
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So, Harry may have lost his best friends, but that didn't mean anything. He has also helped many people, big and small, to accomplish things, throughout the few weeks that Harry has been a professor.
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This is only the beginning of Harry Potter's journey. There is still many more things for our hero to accomplish, and so we leave you with this:
"I have done so much in my short life to let it be forgotten." Harold James Potter, 1995.
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I sincerely hope you have enjoyed the story through it's twists and turns. It's currently really late at night, im tired, and I stopped thinking hours ago. I have worked hard on this story, it is my baby, so I hope you guys share my pride. Thank you for your wonderful reviews, and I hope to see your reviews for the sequel. Thanks!
The sequel will be up as soon as I can get around to it.
With love,
Demon-Child.
