A/N: This story isn't going to be much longer as I can't really get into
it.
Thanks to dark-ginr; smilez; Rose Black; LoonyLoopyLisa; Child-of-the-
Dawn; lilybaby!
CH9: Classes and Curses
Harry rode up to the top of the winding staircase. He had just been chased by Sirius all around the castle and was in need of a nice, long rest. But, first, he needed to speak with Albus. Of the past, that is.
He knocked on the door and was admitted immediately. He went in and saw Albus sitting at his desk, a mountain of work in front of him.
"What can I do for you, Harry?" Albus asked as Harry sat down in a chair.
"Actually," Harry began," last night I was thinking over possible lesson plans - "
"A bit late, isn't it?" chuckled Albus.
"Yes, I know. Anyway, I was thinking about teaching my 6th students the Unforgivables."
Albus looked startled. "What?"
"Well, in the time we are now in, it's always prudent to be prepared." Harry put on a slightly pained look. "As I realized a few months ago."
"Again, I'm sorry for what happened at your school. And I can see your point. You have my permission."
Thank you." He got up. "I better be going, class will start soon." Harry left.
Albus watched his new teacher's retreating back. 'There is something odd about that one. We'll have to keep an eye on him.'
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Harry watched as his first class piled in. And as it was Gryffindor/Slytherin, he knew it would be a long day.
"Alright, everyone," Harry began as the class settled down. "We'll start today by taking roll call." Sirius raised his hand. "Yes, Mr. Black?"
"Was it really you who pulled that prank on the new Herbology teacher today?"
"Yes," Harry laughed. "It was - sort of - a dare between us." He picked up his attendance sheet. "Now, we know Mr. Black is here. Miss Caudwell?" He went down the list, trying to remember each face to the name. He stopped at the few he recognized.
After making sure all the students were present, he turned to put the paper in his desk. "Our first lesson will be....Mr. Potter?"
His future father jumped and turned to look at him. "Yes, Professor Jamison?"
"Would you please refrain from pranking Mr. Snape. At least until after class," he added grinning. "And, Mr. Snape, would you stop the faces for awhile as well." Both groups of students were looking at one another, each silently asking how the professor knew that. "On to the lesson, okay? Today we will be studying the Unforgivables." There was a collective intake of breath. "Can anyone tell me what those are? Miss Evans?"
Lily put down her hand. "They are illegal dark curse - the most heavily punished by wizarding law. If you use one on a fellow human being, you'll earn a life sentence in Azkaban."
'Definitely sounds like Hermione," Harry thought wryly. "Very good, 5 points to Gryffindor." He took three jars out of his desk - they had spiders in them, just like the Moody had.
"There are three of them. Can anyone tell me one?"
Remus raised his hand.
"Yes, Mr. Lupin?"
"The Imperious Curse."
"Very good." Harry released one of the spiders and pointed his wand at it. "Imperio!" The spider did a set of jumping jacks as the class giggled. "You think this is funny?" he asked them. "Total control. I could make this spider do anything. What if this was a human? What could I make it do then?" The class stopped laughing. "Now, another one, Mr. Longbottom?"
"The Cruciatus Curse, Professor," Frank replied. That shook Harry a bit - after all, that curse was the Longbottoms' downfall.
"Right. It needs to be a bit bigger for you to see this. Engorgio!" The spider swelled up. "Crucio!"
A couple of students gasped outright at the effect of the spell. The bug was jerking around violently. "Reducio. Pain. Pain beyond pain. Trust me, you don't want this one cast on you."
"Have you ever had it on you?" James whispered.
"Unfortunately," Harry replied. "The last one, Mr. Snape."
"Avada Kedavra," Severus answered.
"Right. The Killing Curse." Harry rolled up his sleeves and poured out the last spider. "Avada Kedavra!" A rush of green light sped towards it and it fell over dead. Harry swallowed. He hated that curse. 'This is a curse that needs a lot of magic behind it. I doubt that any of you could cause me so much as a headache if you tried to cast it right now.
"So why am I teaching you this? Because you have got to know. Especially now." The bell rang. "I want 12 inches on the history of these curses for the next lesson. Class dismissed!"
Thanks to dark-ginr; smilez; Rose Black; LoonyLoopyLisa; Child-of-the-
Dawn; lilybaby!
CH9: Classes and Curses
Harry rode up to the top of the winding staircase. He had just been chased by Sirius all around the castle and was in need of a nice, long rest. But, first, he needed to speak with Albus. Of the past, that is.
He knocked on the door and was admitted immediately. He went in and saw Albus sitting at his desk, a mountain of work in front of him.
"What can I do for you, Harry?" Albus asked as Harry sat down in a chair.
"Actually," Harry began," last night I was thinking over possible lesson plans - "
"A bit late, isn't it?" chuckled Albus.
"Yes, I know. Anyway, I was thinking about teaching my 6th students the Unforgivables."
Albus looked startled. "What?"
"Well, in the time we are now in, it's always prudent to be prepared." Harry put on a slightly pained look. "As I realized a few months ago."
"Again, I'm sorry for what happened at your school. And I can see your point. You have my permission."
Thank you." He got up. "I better be going, class will start soon." Harry left.
Albus watched his new teacher's retreating back. 'There is something odd about that one. We'll have to keep an eye on him.'
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Harry watched as his first class piled in. And as it was Gryffindor/Slytherin, he knew it would be a long day.
"Alright, everyone," Harry began as the class settled down. "We'll start today by taking roll call." Sirius raised his hand. "Yes, Mr. Black?"
"Was it really you who pulled that prank on the new Herbology teacher today?"
"Yes," Harry laughed. "It was - sort of - a dare between us." He picked up his attendance sheet. "Now, we know Mr. Black is here. Miss Caudwell?" He went down the list, trying to remember each face to the name. He stopped at the few he recognized.
After making sure all the students were present, he turned to put the paper in his desk. "Our first lesson will be....Mr. Potter?"
His future father jumped and turned to look at him. "Yes, Professor Jamison?"
"Would you please refrain from pranking Mr. Snape. At least until after class," he added grinning. "And, Mr. Snape, would you stop the faces for awhile as well." Both groups of students were looking at one another, each silently asking how the professor knew that. "On to the lesson, okay? Today we will be studying the Unforgivables." There was a collective intake of breath. "Can anyone tell me what those are? Miss Evans?"
Lily put down her hand. "They are illegal dark curse - the most heavily punished by wizarding law. If you use one on a fellow human being, you'll earn a life sentence in Azkaban."
'Definitely sounds like Hermione," Harry thought wryly. "Very good, 5 points to Gryffindor." He took three jars out of his desk - they had spiders in them, just like the Moody had.
"There are three of them. Can anyone tell me one?"
Remus raised his hand.
"Yes, Mr. Lupin?"
"The Imperious Curse."
"Very good." Harry released one of the spiders and pointed his wand at it. "Imperio!" The spider did a set of jumping jacks as the class giggled. "You think this is funny?" he asked them. "Total control. I could make this spider do anything. What if this was a human? What could I make it do then?" The class stopped laughing. "Now, another one, Mr. Longbottom?"
"The Cruciatus Curse, Professor," Frank replied. That shook Harry a bit - after all, that curse was the Longbottoms' downfall.
"Right. It needs to be a bit bigger for you to see this. Engorgio!" The spider swelled up. "Crucio!"
A couple of students gasped outright at the effect of the spell. The bug was jerking around violently. "Reducio. Pain. Pain beyond pain. Trust me, you don't want this one cast on you."
"Have you ever had it on you?" James whispered.
"Unfortunately," Harry replied. "The last one, Mr. Snape."
"Avada Kedavra," Severus answered.
"Right. The Killing Curse." Harry rolled up his sleeves and poured out the last spider. "Avada Kedavra!" A rush of green light sped towards it and it fell over dead. Harry swallowed. He hated that curse. 'This is a curse that needs a lot of magic behind it. I doubt that any of you could cause me so much as a headache if you tried to cast it right now.
"So why am I teaching you this? Because you have got to know. Especially now." The bell rang. "I want 12 inches on the history of these curses for the next lesson. Class dismissed!"