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Chapter Four
Harry was having a pleasant dream, in which he was flying over the castle chasing after someone who he thought was Ron. When the shutters on his bed were quickly drawn back. Sunlight poured in.
"Harry, come on get up!" "Just five more minutes" "If you're not ready in five minutes I am going to leave without you" "Okay, okay I'm up" Harry slowly opened his eyes to see a blurry image of Ron standing in front of the mirror putting way to much of Dean's gel in his hair. Harry also noticed that he was dressed in black sweat pants. "Ron what are you wearing?" "We've got physical defence this morning" "Oh, and why are you putting gel in your hair?" "Well.umm.I've never tried it before, a..and I thought I'd see what it would look like" His ears had turned bright red. "More like he wants to impress Professor Grey!" called Seamus from the bathroom.
The red in Ron's ears spread to from his ears to his face. Within ten minutes they were on their way down to breakfast. Harry noticed that most of his year was taking the class, as the various coloured tracksuits stood out against the traditional black robes. Hermione as usual has finished her breakfast by the time the boys got to the great hall. She was sat next to Padma who was complementing her on her blue tracksuit; Hermione rolled her eyes as the boys approached.
"Hey guys!" "Hi Hermione I didn't know you were taking Physical defence as well" "Well I think it could be a useful tool for the future" " I don't think you will like it Hermione" Said Ron as he started to stuff his mouth with bacon. " And why not?" "Well there wont be that many books to read will there?"
"Oh do shut up Ron."
"And it doesn't go toward our final grade"
"Well it seems like it's the perfect class for you then Ron, seeing as though you didn't exactly do very well in your OWLs"
"Well at least I didn't cry when I didn't come first in two classes"
"It was only one, I came joint first in potions, and Harry came first in Defence Against the Dark Arts. And I wasn't crying!"
Before Ron could argue anymore the owls started to arrive. Apart from the usual brown, black and grey owls, there was a huge bright pink and orange bird swooping around the great hall. It had a huge bunch of flowers in its claws. Those who hadn't seen the bird soon became aware of it, because as it was flying over their heads it starting to sing what sounded like a muggle love song. Harry looked up at the teacher's table to see Dumbledore watching the bird with an amused expression on his face; the bird slowly ended its song and made its way to the teacher's table. It landed right in front of Professor Grey; she blushed heavily and nodded her thanks. The bird then flew over to Dumbledore, he fed a few crumbs of his breakfast to the bird, which then took off, on its way out it looped and twirled. Many of the people in The Great Hall including Dumbledore and Hagrid applauded as the bird flew out of the window.
"Who's sending her flowers? Said Ron indignantly "That's none of your business," snapped Hermione
It seemed that Snape had just asked Professor Grey the same thing. Her eyes widened in shock and then she smiled, she turned towards him and in a very loud voice.
"Why thank you Severus, But why didn't you just tell me you fancied me!"
She then promptly leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. For the first time in many years Severus Snape blushed, and the whole school saw it. The giggles turned to laughs which then turned to cheers and clapping
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Harry and Hermione were still laughing when they arrived at the designated classroom. Ron was walking a little behind them, the only one along with the Slytherins not to be laughing.
"Oh come on Ron it was funny" "But why did she have to kiss Snape"
The class waited patiently outside the dark double doors, within moments Professor Grey came rushing along,
"Hey you guys are early, Okay well you can come in, please take a seat I'll just be a second"
As the walked in to the room, Hermione gasped.
"So no books huh Ron?"
The room was about half the size of the Great Hall; the far wall was covered in books. Tables and chairs lined half of the left side of the room. Blue squishy mats were laid on the floor, and along the remaining walls various weapons were hung, such as bows, rapiers, samurai and broad swords. While many people stood in awe of the weaponry, Ron dragged Harry and Hermione to the front row, right in the middle. Once everyone else was seated, Professor Grey emerged from a side room removing her robes, revealing a red training suit. She moved into the centre of the room.
"Right, don't bother taking out your books, this class will mainly consist of demonstrations and practical work." She smiled at the few cheers that circulated the room. "First of all I am going to tell you about myself. Then we'll get to the demonstrations."
She sat down crossed legged in front of the class she smiled at Harry.
"Okay first of all, my name is Hannah Grey, and I don't want any of that Professor Grey nonsense, it makes me feel old! I will be calling you be your first names, I will expect the same. As you can tell I am not from England I was born and bred in New Zealand, I was educated in a small wizarding school in the south island. Now Dumbledore wants me to teach you many different kinds of defences. But as you all know we won't be using our wands, but physical strength and quick reactions. I have been trained in archery, tai chi, samurai, Thai boxing, fencing and a few others. Now the only thing I will ask of you is to be focused, from the moment you enter my classroom to the moment you leave. I also want you to come to my classes with an open mind; my main aim in the class is to show you that there are other things in this world besides magic. You will learn discipline that will apply both in here and outside this room. I want you to respect myself and your equipment. And I would really appreciate that the respect starts now and no-one including you" she stood and walked over to Pansy "talks while I do"
Pansy looked up from her conversation with Millicent and blushed.
"What's your name?" "Pansy, Pansy Parkinson" "Well Pansy, this is just a warning, the next time you talk while I am talking, will be the last time you ever see inside this room, understood?" "Yes Miss"
As Hannah walked away she smiled at Hermione.
" I think its time for a demonstration don't you? Who wants to volunteer?"
Many of the male's hands rose slowly. Hannah looked around the class. She then pointed at a very confident looking Goyle.
"You are perfect for the job, why don't you come down here."
Goyle moved slowly down to the blue mats that were on the floor in front of the class.
"What's your name?"
"Gregory Goyle Miss"
"Call me Hannah"
He blushed furiously.
"Okay I am going to turn my back to you, I want you to come up from behind me as if you were going to attack me, now I promise that I am not going to hurt you, okay?"
"Yes Hannah"
"I'd suggest you take it at a run, it might be easier"
She turned her back to him facing the door, he moved towards her and grabbed her shoulders, she reached behind her and grasped his wrist, she bent slightly and flipped him over her shoulder, he landed on his back with a thud. The majority of the class cheered, the only ones that remained silent were the Slytherins. She leant down and helped him up.
"Are you okay Gregory?
"Yes Hannah"
"Okay go back to your seat. Now is there anyone else who wants to have a go before we all have a go?"
There were a lot fewer hands this time. Malfoy seemed very eager to be picked.
"What's you name?" "Draco Malfoy, but that's Mister Malfoy to you."
A few of the Slytherins laughed, Ron clenched his fists, Hannah just smiled.
"Well Mister Malfoy, would you like to be my next volunteer?" "You said that you were an specialist in fencing, I want to do that." "Oh it seems we have an expert in our class, okay come on down"
As he walked to the centre of the room, Hannah went back to the side room and appeared with two fine rapiers. She tossed him the black handled sword he caught it with ease, Hannah stood in front of him, the white handled sword held loosely in her hand.
"Ready Mister Malfoy?" "The question is are you ready Professor Grey?"
They stood in the starting position, and then it began. They circled each other a few times, then Draco lunged at her, Hannah dodged it easily. The clang of metal against metal echoed through the room as everyone held their breaths. They kept fighting, minutes past and Draco was becoming more and more worn out, sweat was dripping from his forehead, his hair had become loose around his face and a pinkish flush had appeared in his cheeks, Hannah wasn't even out of breath. Finally Draco was so frustrated that he made his final lunge, Hannah turned at the last moment, reached down and grabbed his sword, he tripped and fell on his back, she stood over him, one blade pointing at his throat and one at his heart.
"I think I win Draco, don't you agree?" "Yes Hannah"
He got up and walked to his seat.
"How about a rematch in a couple of weeks" said Hannah watching him go. "Sure I will look forward to it" " So will I, Right Draco you can have five minutes to calm down, everyone I want you to find a partner, I think its time for you to have a go at what I showed you earlier, you can choose your own partners, now I know that Professor Dumbledore wants us to mix you, but knowing some of your reputations I will let you decide" she smiled at Neville who breathed a sigh of relief.
Soon bodies were being flipped everywhere; noises of joking and laughing filled the room. Hannah circled the room, giving pointers on techniques. It soon came to the end of the class.
"Today, I'll let you go early then you have time to change, the duelling club will be starting a week from today as I know that there are quidditch practices on other days."
The class started to pile out of the class, talking excitedly.
"Draco can I have a word before you go."
The last of the class left the room, Hannah walked up to him.
" I heard about your father, if you need to talk, and you don't want to go to Grumpy Pants then I am always here." "Grumpy Pants?" "Sorry I mean Professor Snape! You've been here for what? Five, six years? Have you ever seen him smile?" He laughed "no I haven't, umm was that all you wanted?" "No, I want you to come to the duelling club i think it would be good for you, and it would help me a lot too." "Umm sure but I don't want to be the teachers pet or anything" "Oh don't worry about that, we'll put it as an extracurricular activity, well you'd better run along or you'll be late." " Yeah" "Bye Draco" "Bye"
He started to walk to the door, as he got there..
"Oh Draco?"
He turned to see her picking up the swords from earlier.
"Detention tomorrow night for your cheek in class today" "Yes Hannah"
Draco walked away from his first class smiling.
Chapter Four
Harry was having a pleasant dream, in which he was flying over the castle chasing after someone who he thought was Ron. When the shutters on his bed were quickly drawn back. Sunlight poured in.
"Harry, come on get up!" "Just five more minutes" "If you're not ready in five minutes I am going to leave without you" "Okay, okay I'm up" Harry slowly opened his eyes to see a blurry image of Ron standing in front of the mirror putting way to much of Dean's gel in his hair. Harry also noticed that he was dressed in black sweat pants. "Ron what are you wearing?" "We've got physical defence this morning" "Oh, and why are you putting gel in your hair?" "Well.umm.I've never tried it before, a..and I thought I'd see what it would look like" His ears had turned bright red. "More like he wants to impress Professor Grey!" called Seamus from the bathroom.
The red in Ron's ears spread to from his ears to his face. Within ten minutes they were on their way down to breakfast. Harry noticed that most of his year was taking the class, as the various coloured tracksuits stood out against the traditional black robes. Hermione as usual has finished her breakfast by the time the boys got to the great hall. She was sat next to Padma who was complementing her on her blue tracksuit; Hermione rolled her eyes as the boys approached.
"Hey guys!" "Hi Hermione I didn't know you were taking Physical defence as well" "Well I think it could be a useful tool for the future" " I don't think you will like it Hermione" Said Ron as he started to stuff his mouth with bacon. " And why not?" "Well there wont be that many books to read will there?"
"Oh do shut up Ron."
"And it doesn't go toward our final grade"
"Well it seems like it's the perfect class for you then Ron, seeing as though you didn't exactly do very well in your OWLs"
"Well at least I didn't cry when I didn't come first in two classes"
"It was only one, I came joint first in potions, and Harry came first in Defence Against the Dark Arts. And I wasn't crying!"
Before Ron could argue anymore the owls started to arrive. Apart from the usual brown, black and grey owls, there was a huge bright pink and orange bird swooping around the great hall. It had a huge bunch of flowers in its claws. Those who hadn't seen the bird soon became aware of it, because as it was flying over their heads it starting to sing what sounded like a muggle love song. Harry looked up at the teacher's table to see Dumbledore watching the bird with an amused expression on his face; the bird slowly ended its song and made its way to the teacher's table. It landed right in front of Professor Grey; she blushed heavily and nodded her thanks. The bird then flew over to Dumbledore, he fed a few crumbs of his breakfast to the bird, which then took off, on its way out it looped and twirled. Many of the people in The Great Hall including Dumbledore and Hagrid applauded as the bird flew out of the window.
"Who's sending her flowers? Said Ron indignantly "That's none of your business," snapped Hermione
It seemed that Snape had just asked Professor Grey the same thing. Her eyes widened in shock and then she smiled, she turned towards him and in a very loud voice.
"Why thank you Severus, But why didn't you just tell me you fancied me!"
She then promptly leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. For the first time in many years Severus Snape blushed, and the whole school saw it. The giggles turned to laughs which then turned to cheers and clapping
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Harry and Hermione were still laughing when they arrived at the designated classroom. Ron was walking a little behind them, the only one along with the Slytherins not to be laughing.
"Oh come on Ron it was funny" "But why did she have to kiss Snape"
The class waited patiently outside the dark double doors, within moments Professor Grey came rushing along,
"Hey you guys are early, Okay well you can come in, please take a seat I'll just be a second"
As the walked in to the room, Hermione gasped.
"So no books huh Ron?"
The room was about half the size of the Great Hall; the far wall was covered in books. Tables and chairs lined half of the left side of the room. Blue squishy mats were laid on the floor, and along the remaining walls various weapons were hung, such as bows, rapiers, samurai and broad swords. While many people stood in awe of the weaponry, Ron dragged Harry and Hermione to the front row, right in the middle. Once everyone else was seated, Professor Grey emerged from a side room removing her robes, revealing a red training suit. She moved into the centre of the room.
"Right, don't bother taking out your books, this class will mainly consist of demonstrations and practical work." She smiled at the few cheers that circulated the room. "First of all I am going to tell you about myself. Then we'll get to the demonstrations."
She sat down crossed legged in front of the class she smiled at Harry.
"Okay first of all, my name is Hannah Grey, and I don't want any of that Professor Grey nonsense, it makes me feel old! I will be calling you be your first names, I will expect the same. As you can tell I am not from England I was born and bred in New Zealand, I was educated in a small wizarding school in the south island. Now Dumbledore wants me to teach you many different kinds of defences. But as you all know we won't be using our wands, but physical strength and quick reactions. I have been trained in archery, tai chi, samurai, Thai boxing, fencing and a few others. Now the only thing I will ask of you is to be focused, from the moment you enter my classroom to the moment you leave. I also want you to come to my classes with an open mind; my main aim in the class is to show you that there are other things in this world besides magic. You will learn discipline that will apply both in here and outside this room. I want you to respect myself and your equipment. And I would really appreciate that the respect starts now and no-one including you" she stood and walked over to Pansy "talks while I do"
Pansy looked up from her conversation with Millicent and blushed.
"What's your name?" "Pansy, Pansy Parkinson" "Well Pansy, this is just a warning, the next time you talk while I am talking, will be the last time you ever see inside this room, understood?" "Yes Miss"
As Hannah walked away she smiled at Hermione.
" I think its time for a demonstration don't you? Who wants to volunteer?"
Many of the male's hands rose slowly. Hannah looked around the class. She then pointed at a very confident looking Goyle.
"You are perfect for the job, why don't you come down here."
Goyle moved slowly down to the blue mats that were on the floor in front of the class.
"What's your name?"
"Gregory Goyle Miss"
"Call me Hannah"
He blushed furiously.
"Okay I am going to turn my back to you, I want you to come up from behind me as if you were going to attack me, now I promise that I am not going to hurt you, okay?"
"Yes Hannah"
"I'd suggest you take it at a run, it might be easier"
She turned her back to him facing the door, he moved towards her and grabbed her shoulders, she reached behind her and grasped his wrist, she bent slightly and flipped him over her shoulder, he landed on his back with a thud. The majority of the class cheered, the only ones that remained silent were the Slytherins. She leant down and helped him up.
"Are you okay Gregory?
"Yes Hannah"
"Okay go back to your seat. Now is there anyone else who wants to have a go before we all have a go?"
There were a lot fewer hands this time. Malfoy seemed very eager to be picked.
"What's you name?" "Draco Malfoy, but that's Mister Malfoy to you."
A few of the Slytherins laughed, Ron clenched his fists, Hannah just smiled.
"Well Mister Malfoy, would you like to be my next volunteer?" "You said that you were an specialist in fencing, I want to do that." "Oh it seems we have an expert in our class, okay come on down"
As he walked to the centre of the room, Hannah went back to the side room and appeared with two fine rapiers. She tossed him the black handled sword he caught it with ease, Hannah stood in front of him, the white handled sword held loosely in her hand.
"Ready Mister Malfoy?" "The question is are you ready Professor Grey?"
They stood in the starting position, and then it began. They circled each other a few times, then Draco lunged at her, Hannah dodged it easily. The clang of metal against metal echoed through the room as everyone held their breaths. They kept fighting, minutes past and Draco was becoming more and more worn out, sweat was dripping from his forehead, his hair had become loose around his face and a pinkish flush had appeared in his cheeks, Hannah wasn't even out of breath. Finally Draco was so frustrated that he made his final lunge, Hannah turned at the last moment, reached down and grabbed his sword, he tripped and fell on his back, she stood over him, one blade pointing at his throat and one at his heart.
"I think I win Draco, don't you agree?" "Yes Hannah"
He got up and walked to his seat.
"How about a rematch in a couple of weeks" said Hannah watching him go. "Sure I will look forward to it" " So will I, Right Draco you can have five minutes to calm down, everyone I want you to find a partner, I think its time for you to have a go at what I showed you earlier, you can choose your own partners, now I know that Professor Dumbledore wants us to mix you, but knowing some of your reputations I will let you decide" she smiled at Neville who breathed a sigh of relief.
Soon bodies were being flipped everywhere; noises of joking and laughing filled the room. Hannah circled the room, giving pointers on techniques. It soon came to the end of the class.
"Today, I'll let you go early then you have time to change, the duelling club will be starting a week from today as I know that there are quidditch practices on other days."
The class started to pile out of the class, talking excitedly.
"Draco can I have a word before you go."
The last of the class left the room, Hannah walked up to him.
" I heard about your father, if you need to talk, and you don't want to go to Grumpy Pants then I am always here." "Grumpy Pants?" "Sorry I mean Professor Snape! You've been here for what? Five, six years? Have you ever seen him smile?" He laughed "no I haven't, umm was that all you wanted?" "No, I want you to come to the duelling club i think it would be good for you, and it would help me a lot too." "Umm sure but I don't want to be the teachers pet or anything" "Oh don't worry about that, we'll put it as an extracurricular activity, well you'd better run along or you'll be late." " Yeah" "Bye Draco" "Bye"
He started to walk to the door, as he got there..
"Oh Draco?"
He turned to see her picking up the swords from earlier.
"Detention tomorrow night for your cheek in class today" "Yes Hannah"
Draco walked away from his first class smiling.
