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LILY: First off, I must appologize for taking so long to get this chapter out. I had the BIGGEST case of writers block, and I'm sorry.

MIRAI CLONE: But.....you were still updating your Inuyasha story almost regularly Lils.

LILY: Mirai, that's different. I couldn't think of anything *new* for Harry Potter!

MIRAI: Um.....k?

LILY: *shaking her head* *Anyway* I suppose I have to at least 'warn' you all. I was planning on this being a Lily chapter. But, ah well, you know, things change, but trust me, I am trying. You'll see what I mean hopefully by the next chapter or so. Oh well.

LILY: As always, I don't own the characters of Harry Potter. I still own my clones, my own mate Mirai Trunks *points to her mate who just sweatdrops but doesn't say anything*, Mystic Gohan, Gambit from X-men Evolution, Neil from the Final Fantasy Movie, Kou Leifoh from the Bouncer for the PS2 game, and my newest clone, Inuyasha, my Demi-Demon Doggie! *starts tickling Inuyasha's ears as he growls and tries to avoid her* They're all mine, except for Gohan, he's my best friend's mate. So now on with the story.

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OUT OF THE ASHES

Chapter 18

"Ok then, if everyone would kindly take their seats, we can begin class." Remus said calmly.

"Moony, when will you ever learn?" James asked, shaking his head.

"Allow me." Sirius said, pushing his chair back so he could stand up, and then cleared his throat loudly.

"AHEM! ANYONE WHO ISN'T IN THEIR SEATS IN FIVE SECONDS, REGARDLESS OF HOUSE, WILL RECIEVE A MONTH'S DETENTION AND HAVE A TOTAL OF TWO HUNDRED POINTS DEDUCTED FROM THEIR HOUSE FOR EACH STUDENT STILL STANDING! ONE-TWO- THREE-FOUR-" Sirius bellowed.

Almost instantly, there was a mad rush for seats, as the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw students practically dove for their seats.

"I don't think that was necessary Scooby." Anna said, from where she and Lily were sitting at the end of the teachers' table.

"Worked just fine though, didn't it Whiskers?" Sirius asked, with a teasing smile.

After the morning prank, and after the Marauders were practically ordered to restore both Snape and Malfoy back to normal, Professor McGonagall had brought out the stool and sorting hat and Kaylee was quickly emitted into Gryffindor.

"Like there was any doubt." As Sirius had said with a prideful smirk.

Defense Against the Dark Arts was the last class before the Gryffindor/Slytherin match, and Lily and Anna had decided to sit in on the class, both women curious as to their respected husband and finacee's method of 'teaching' a class of 'unspecting and utterly defenseless students', as Anna had remarked.

"If you two are quiet finished? Although we'd all love to see another round from the Cat and Dog, I believe we have a class to teach?" James asked as Sirius scowled at his best friend.

"Oh that's hilarious coming from the deer." Sirius said.

"Both of you, stop acting like children! You're supposed to be setting an example." Lily said.

Sirius smirked at he make a whip-cracking noise and James growled at him.

"Look who's talking, Scooby." James said gesturing towards Anna.

"For your information, I, unlike a certain herboviore that shall remain nameless, am not married, and thus have nothing to fear from said wife." Sirius said.

"EXCUSE ME DOG MAN?!" Anna cried.

Remus sweatdropped.

"Oh I didn't mean you, Remus, I meant *HIM!* FOR YOUR INFORMATION SIRIUS ORION BLACK, JUST BECAUSE WE MAY NOT BE MARRIED YET, DOESN'T MEAN I CAN'T HURT YOU IN THE MOST EXCRUCIATINGLY PAINFUL AND CREATIVE WAY I CAN THINK OF!" Anna cried, glaring at Sirius.

The dog in question quickly clamped his mouth shut and paled visably.

"And these are my parents?" Kaylee muttered sarcastically.

"And I thought my Mum and Dad were bad." Ron muttered.

"Um....professors?" Harry asked nervously.

The adults blinked.

"What is it, Harry dear?" Lily asked.

"Well, uh......we only have forty five minutes before the Quidditch match." Harry said.

"My word! Harry's right! I can't believe you all. Then again, I shouldn't be surprised." Lily muttered.

"Anyway, as the young Potter boy is right, I believe it may be wise to at least make an effort of you three to start teaching your class?" Anna suggested, looking at the Marauders.

"What was it we were going to discuss again?" Sirius asked, looking at James.

"How should I know? I thought you were going to write it down." James replied.

"You're both hopeless. This is why *I* write down the lesson plans." Remus said, digging into his bag, and pulling out a thin black book. After leafing through it, he nodded his head, closing the book, and looked at his two companions.

"Wandless Magic." Remus said.

"Oh yeah!" Sirius and James cried at the same time as Lily and Anna just shook their heads sadly.

"Wandless magic? But professors, isn't that specific type of magic incredibly dangerous and unpredicatable?" Hermione asked.

"Naturally they'd chose to teach it." Anna muttered.

"Yes, it is, Miss Granger, but it's also something that may prove very useful one day. But don't worry, we won't be actually trying it for a few more days. We are going to spend this class, discussing the many uses for it, and since Prongs is a master at it, he shall be demonstrating the actual use of 'Wandless Magic'." Remus said.

"I didn't know your father was able to preform 'wandless magic' Harry." Ron said.

"I didn't know myself until a few days ago." Harry replied.

"Anyway, shall we get started? As Harry has kindly reminding us, we have very limited time. And this type of magic is very complex and highly evoled, so it will take many days before many of you are even ready to attempt it." James said, with a wink at his son.

Forty minutes later, the class was dismissed, and Harry, Ron, Hermione, the Mauraders, Lily, Anna, and Kaylee all made their way to the Quidditch field. After saying goodbye to their friends and family, and after being wished loads of luck, Harry and a very nervous Ron where heading to the Gryffindor waiting area, where the team would be meeting up before the match was to begin.

"I don't know if I can do this, Harry." Ron said as Harry smiled at the red head.

"Oh don't worry, Ron. I'm telling you, you'll do fine." Harry said.

"Harry, I'll never be able to be as great a Keeper as Wood was,. He was practically a legend in Hogwarts." Ron said.

"Ron, you're not Wood, so I don't expect you to play like him. You're a bloody fine Keeper, and for your information, you're just as good as he was. Besides, *you've* been playing Quidditch longer than I've known you. You'll do fine. And if I hear one more doubt, I'll have Fred and George pelt you with their bludgers, got it?" Harry teased.

"Some best friend you are." Ron said with a laugh.

"I do try." Harry replied.

"Ron's nervous, is he?" Angelina asked, with a smile as she and the rest of the Gryffindor team came into the area.

"Just a little." Harry said with a smirk.

"You know it's a good thing we need you, Harry, or you'd be sorry." Ron teased.

"I'm shaking, Ron, just terrified." Harry said with a laugh.

"It's very common to be more than a little nervous for your first Quidditch match, Ron. You'll do fine." Katie said.

"Yeah, we've all had our moments. They pass." Angelina said again.

"Besides, the Slytherin team won't know what hit them! Three Weasleys and a Potter on the same team?! Ha! They never stood a chance!" Fred said, drapping an arm over his younger brother's shoulder.

"Ok, what do you say we test that theory of Fred's and get out there and kick some Snake arse!" Angelina cried.

"You got it Cap'n!" George cried, standing up straight and saluting Angelina.

Harry smiled to himself as he followed with the rest of his team to the entrance where the Gryffindor team would be exiting unto the Quidditch field. He mounted his Firebolt, as he struggled to force the butterflies down in his stomach.

He knew how Rom must be feeling. Harry'd never feel more nervous in his life. Not even when he played his very first match. This time, he had his family watching him. His Mum and Dad, and we desperately wanted to impress them.

This would be the first match that both his parents had ever seen, and Harry had never wanted to make someone so proud in all his life.

The massive doors started to open, as the light flooded the small corridor where the team was floating on their brooms, before zooming out into the bright light and unto the field once the doors were wide open.

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