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A/N: Not things get even more interesting as another person becomes a part of my little story.
The next morning I wandered around the halls. It was Saturday, no need to get to class. I walked past the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom and saw Professor Lupin drinking coffee at his desk. Deciding not to bother him I walked past the room.
"Gweneth, what are you doing up so early?" Professor Lupin asked.
"I'm just walking around. I woke up and I have nothing better to do so early in the morning sir." I smiled; he was my favorite teacher. Hagrid was a close second.
"If you have nothing better to do then you may join me if you wish." He offered.
"Sure." I nodded and took a seat inside the classroom.
"What do you think of this class so far?" He asked.
"I love it. It's my favorite class. The other teachers we had before never really had such hands on projects for us. It was mainly textbook work. No one enjoyed that but my friend Hermione." I laughed.
"What do you think of using boggarts?" He pondered.
"Ordinarily I would say it is a great idea sir, but I don't think it too wise. Some of us are afraid of things far worse then you could imagine." I said the last sentence in almost a whisper.
"What do you mean? Why don't we try it out? Just think of what you're afraid of." He opened his closet.
"I know what to do sir, but you mustn't tell anyone what you see. Promise sir." I begged.
"I promise. Now do it." He demanded as the boggart started toward me.
He turned into Lucious Malfoy. Professor Lupin's eyes grew wide with shock. He knew that I was seeing Draco. I knew he was wondering why I feared his father. I thought of something else immediately and it looked like Lucious dressed up as a hooker!
"What's going on Gweneth? I know people fear Lucious Malfoy, but you're dating his son. What is he doing to you?" He asked.
"I can't tell you. If I do, you will only get hurt." I shook my head.
"Gwen, I saw the look of fear on your face when you saw him. I know kids get scared when the boggart comes out, but not like that. You looked like you were going to cry. Has he hurt you? Has he hurt Draco? Is he threatening you?" He questioned.
"I can't tell you. If I do, you'll tell someone else. People will be in danger. I have the situation all under control at the moment." I replied.
"What did he do?" He asked finally in a demanding tone that frightened me.
"You must promise not to tell. Professor, what I tell you, can cost people their lives if anyone finds out." I hissed.
"Tell me." He pleaded in a softer tone.
"He is going to make Draco and I death eaters. Or so he thinks. I am playing along for now. I'm pretending I want to. If I don't, he'll kill Draco, or force Draco to kill me by using a curse. I can't risk that sir." I whispered.
"Why does he want you to join them?" He asked.
"To take the roll my father should have. To do what my father was supposed to do. He was a very dark wizard. Almost as dark as Voldemort himself." I answered.
"Who was your father?" He tilted his head.
"His name was Scott Marcus." I said, and I saw recognition of the name by the fear in his eyes.
"He was supposed to become a death eater. He was the best follower of the dark lord ever. On the night of the initiation, they dragged my mother into the forest. To prove his loyalty he was to rape her, and drain her blood in a slow and painful way. He sacrificed his life for hers. With his death, he saved her life." I shuddered.
"I knew your father. He was a cocky kid much like your Draco. He was rich, and arrogant. He and I had been friends until I found out he worshipped Voldemort. I also knew your mother. It was Madrigal right? She was sorta like you, but you are more like Scott. Yet I don't see the evil in you. I was hurt by his death. Even though he was evil in a sense, I knew he couldn't be all bad if he was anything like the boy I grew up with." He sighed.
"Did you know how he died?" I asked.
"No. The paper told a different story. They said he had a run in with death eaters and was murdered. In a sense I guess it was true, yet it was lacking detail." He stated.
"What should I do?" I whimpered.
"I don't know. The only way for an answer is if I get help from Dumbledore. Problem is that people like you and Draco would be killed. I can however teach you how to defend yourself." He added.
"If its not too much trouble." I smiled.
"It's not. Run along. I'll let you know next week what I come up with." He nodded.
"Sure." I agreed.
I started to walk outside, but I turned back for a second. "Professor Lupin, thank you." I smiled.
"No problem." He waved and I skipped off with a new feeling of relief.
A/N: Now things are starting to get to the point. Something big is about to happen. Just a few chapters until it does. Review and tell me your thoughts on this chapter. I won't update until I get at least four. So send in those reviews people.
A/N: Not things get even more interesting as another person becomes a part of my little story.
The next morning I wandered around the halls. It was Saturday, no need to get to class. I walked past the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom and saw Professor Lupin drinking coffee at his desk. Deciding not to bother him I walked past the room.
"Gweneth, what are you doing up so early?" Professor Lupin asked.
"I'm just walking around. I woke up and I have nothing better to do so early in the morning sir." I smiled; he was my favorite teacher. Hagrid was a close second.
"If you have nothing better to do then you may join me if you wish." He offered.
"Sure." I nodded and took a seat inside the classroom.
"What do you think of this class so far?" He asked.
"I love it. It's my favorite class. The other teachers we had before never really had such hands on projects for us. It was mainly textbook work. No one enjoyed that but my friend Hermione." I laughed.
"What do you think of using boggarts?" He pondered.
"Ordinarily I would say it is a great idea sir, but I don't think it too wise. Some of us are afraid of things far worse then you could imagine." I said the last sentence in almost a whisper.
"What do you mean? Why don't we try it out? Just think of what you're afraid of." He opened his closet.
"I know what to do sir, but you mustn't tell anyone what you see. Promise sir." I begged.
"I promise. Now do it." He demanded as the boggart started toward me.
He turned into Lucious Malfoy. Professor Lupin's eyes grew wide with shock. He knew that I was seeing Draco. I knew he was wondering why I feared his father. I thought of something else immediately and it looked like Lucious dressed up as a hooker!
"What's going on Gweneth? I know people fear Lucious Malfoy, but you're dating his son. What is he doing to you?" He asked.
"I can't tell you. If I do, you will only get hurt." I shook my head.
"Gwen, I saw the look of fear on your face when you saw him. I know kids get scared when the boggart comes out, but not like that. You looked like you were going to cry. Has he hurt you? Has he hurt Draco? Is he threatening you?" He questioned.
"I can't tell you. If I do, you'll tell someone else. People will be in danger. I have the situation all under control at the moment." I replied.
"What did he do?" He asked finally in a demanding tone that frightened me.
"You must promise not to tell. Professor, what I tell you, can cost people their lives if anyone finds out." I hissed.
"Tell me." He pleaded in a softer tone.
"He is going to make Draco and I death eaters. Or so he thinks. I am playing along for now. I'm pretending I want to. If I don't, he'll kill Draco, or force Draco to kill me by using a curse. I can't risk that sir." I whispered.
"Why does he want you to join them?" He asked.
"To take the roll my father should have. To do what my father was supposed to do. He was a very dark wizard. Almost as dark as Voldemort himself." I answered.
"Who was your father?" He tilted his head.
"His name was Scott Marcus." I said, and I saw recognition of the name by the fear in his eyes.
"He was supposed to become a death eater. He was the best follower of the dark lord ever. On the night of the initiation, they dragged my mother into the forest. To prove his loyalty he was to rape her, and drain her blood in a slow and painful way. He sacrificed his life for hers. With his death, he saved her life." I shuddered.
"I knew your father. He was a cocky kid much like your Draco. He was rich, and arrogant. He and I had been friends until I found out he worshipped Voldemort. I also knew your mother. It was Madrigal right? She was sorta like you, but you are more like Scott. Yet I don't see the evil in you. I was hurt by his death. Even though he was evil in a sense, I knew he couldn't be all bad if he was anything like the boy I grew up with." He sighed.
"Did you know how he died?" I asked.
"No. The paper told a different story. They said he had a run in with death eaters and was murdered. In a sense I guess it was true, yet it was lacking detail." He stated.
"What should I do?" I whimpered.
"I don't know. The only way for an answer is if I get help from Dumbledore. Problem is that people like you and Draco would be killed. I can however teach you how to defend yourself." He added.
"If its not too much trouble." I smiled.
"It's not. Run along. I'll let you know next week what I come up with." He nodded.
"Sure." I agreed.
I started to walk outside, but I turned back for a second. "Professor Lupin, thank you." I smiled.
"No problem." He waved and I skipped off with a new feeling of relief.
A/N: Now things are starting to get to the point. Something big is about to happen. Just a few chapters until it does. Review and tell me your thoughts on this chapter. I won't update until I get at least four. So send in those reviews people.
