Chapter Name: The New Teacher
Gwen awoke to the sound of her alarm clock going off. She rose out of bed. The clock said 6:00.
" Urgh." She moaned.
She pulled the hangings of her bed back. Gwen noticed that Hermione must have already left. Gwen stretched and got out of bed. She walked over to her trunk and grabbed her robes. She stopped at her desk and picked up her prefect badge. Then she slipped on her slippers and pulled on her bathrobe. She opened the door. Gwen walked down the stairs. When she got into the Common Room, she saw a black-haired someone sitting in a chair by the fireplace. Then she recognized who it was.
" Hello, Harry. It's going to be a lovely day." She said brightly.
"Hello, I suppose so. You haven't seen Hermione this morning have you?"
" No, but I think she is either in the Great Hall or the Prefect's Bathroom. That's where I'm headed. I'll see you at breakfast."
With that, she climbed out the portrait hole and down to the fifth floor, where the Prefect's Bathroom was.
" Melon," she whispered to the door.
It swung open.
Hermione hadn't noticed anyone was outside the door, until it swung open.
"Goodness, Gwen." she gasped. " I should have put the sign on the door. Do you know what time it is?"
Gwen looked at her wristwatch. " It's 6:30. By the way, Harry is looking for you."
" Okay. Well, I'll leave you to your bath, and I'll put the sign on the door. Besides, I got to get the first years up." Hermione said rather severely.
A moment later, Gwen was left alone, to start her bathwater.
' She is really up-tight,' thought Gwen, as she filled up the tub. ' I wouldn't want to be those first years.'
She got into the water and took a rather quick bath. Ten minutes later, she set off for the Great Hall. She walked over to the Gryfinndor Table and took a seat across the table from Allysa and beside of Neville and Harry.
" Mail's due," said Neville, " I can't remember if I forgot anything or not."
As soon as he finished, the owls flew in. Gwen saw Hedwig, then Snowy. The snowy owl dropped the letter. Hooted, and flew off to the Owlery.
" Yes! Oliver's reply."
Harry stopped eating.
"Reply. Oh, no. He isn't giving you any Quidditch plays, is he?" Harry asked, panicking.
" I don't think so." replied Gwen.
She opened the letter.
Dear Gwen,
I'm fine. Sorry you were so bored. They only have up to the Nimbus 2001? Well, they are bloody slow. I hope you have a wonderful time at school. Let me know if that git, Malfoy, bothers you. Say hello to the twins, Alicia, Katie, Angelina, and Harry for me. I'll send you some plays and charts, from my seventh year, next week.
Oliver
" Oi, Gwen!" called Ron. " Schedules."
He handed her one.
" Herbology with Hufflepuffs, Potions with the Slytherins, and Defense Against the Dark Arts." she read out loud.
" Sounds okay, except for Potions." commented Harry.
" Hmm, I wonder who the teacher is?" she thought, out loud.
" Whoever it is, I hope they're nice." said Harry.
" Yeah me, too." said Allysa, from the other side of the table.
Everyone continued eating. After they finished, Hermione got up.
" I got to go." stated Hermione. "First years have Potions, and I wanted to show them how to get there."
She got up and left, briskly.
" Well, let's go down to the greenhouses." Harry suggested.
They got up and walked outside. When they got outside, they saw that the sky was a light blue.
" Perfect conditions for Quidditch." stated Gwen.
" Yeah, really perfect. I'm glad you signed us up for practice, today." agreed Harry.
They stopped at the greenhouses.
" Greenhouse 3, today, chappies." called Professor Sprout, from behind them.
Everyone walked in. The greenhouse was filled with wild looking plants, pots, jars, and clippers.
" Okay, class. We will be working with Mandrakes and Bubotubers."
" Just great," muttered Seamus Finnigan.
" Now listen for your named to be called." she said, as she took out a list.
" Abbott, Brown, Bones, Finnigan, and Chase, you will be working next door with the Mandrakes.
" Finch-Fletchy, Granger, Longbottom, Macmillan, and Lupin, " she pointed to two Bubotubers, " You will work with these.
" The final group is Patil, Potter, Thomas, Weasley, and Wood." She put the parchment sown. " Group three, follow me. Now, none of you better move until I get back." she told the rest of the class sternly.
Group three got up and followed Sprout. She walked them into the castle, where they could see Dumbledore at the top of the marble steps. Beside him were crates.
" You will follow Professor Dumbledore. He will take you down to a dungeon with Devil Snares. You must put them into these crates. You also have to stun them by saying 'Incendio'. You can only cast the spell once, per each plant. Off you trot." She said, before she left.
" Follow me, please." said Dumbledore.
They followed him to the dungeon.
" I will leave you to your work. I will be in my office, if you need me."
" I suppose we should get to work." Gwen said, as she rolled up her sleeves.
She opened the door.
" Blimey." Ron gasped.
" I'm not going in there!" shrieked Parvati.
" Me either." Dean said.
The room beyond them held more than twenty little Devil Snares. All the walls were covered, as was the floor, in some places.
" Fine!" Gwen shouted. " Are you two coming?" she called to Harry and Ron.
" Yes." they chirped.
With that, Gwen, Harry, and Ron went inside the dungeon. They pulled out their wands.
" Incendio!" Gwen called.
Blue flames shot out of her wand and stunned the plant in front of her.
" I suppose we'll have to wear our dragon-hide gloves."
She pulled them out of her bag and put them on. Gwen picked up the plant, and safely put it in a crate.
" I'm going to bring in the rest of the crates. Alright?"
" Yeah." called Harry.
Gwen walked back into the dungeon with a crate.
" I think it would easier to use the Summoning Charm." she suggested.
" I think so, too." Ron replied.
" Okay. ' Accio Crate'." they called.
One by one, they came zooming in. When the last crate came in, the door closed.
" Great." muttered Ron.
" You know what. I think these are just babies." assumed Harry.
" I think they are, too." agreed Gwen. " Well, let's get to work."
Just as they put the last one in, Professor Sprout came in looking very harassed.
" That Snape! Chappies, go to Potions, before you get in any more trouble. Ah, you have all the plants. 50 points to Gryfinndor. Now off you go."
They took of running.
" Oh, God! We're 30 minutes late! We are going to be in SO much trouble." moaned Gwen.
"I know. Come on, we're nearly there." panted Harry.
They went into the door.
" Well, well, well. Look who arrived. 15 points from Gryfinndor." Snape said coldly. " We have just finished the Truth Potion."
They took their seats. Just as they were setting up their cauldrons, Snape started to talk.
" However, you will not even make one. I will test Granger's on you." He stared at them. " Wood, come up here."
He picked a small glass up from his desk.
Gwen walked up to the front of the class. Snape handed her the bottle.
" Take two drops." he said wickedly.
She did as she was told. Then she sat down.
" Miss Wood will be asked a question from a selective few of you." he looked around. " Malfoy ask her something."
" Who is your best friend?"
" Oliver."
" Longbottom." Snape called.
" What is your favorite lesson?" he squeaked.
" Astronomy."
" Zabini." called Snape.
" When is your birthday?"
" July 5."
"Granger." Snape said.
" Are you going to play Quidditch professionally?"
" Yes."
" Parkinson." Snape called.
" Do you like Slytherin House?"
" That was stupid." muttered Harry.
" Not even if my life depended on me liking it." Gwen answered truthfully.
" Class is nearly over. So I will ask the final question." Snape stared her in the eye. " Is your aunt a Death Eater?"
Everyone, even the Slytherins, gasped.
Before Gwen could stop herself, she said, "Yes. Yes, my Aunt Dori is a Death Eater."
A moment later, the spell wore off. Gwen looked around and saw everyone's shocked faces. Then it dawned on her that she just told everyone the secrete she swore she would keep.
" Oh, no. I just didn't say that." she whispered.
" Go to lunch." Snape shouted. " Come to my office, Wood."
She got up and followed him.
He grabbed some silvery stuff, from a jar on the mantle, and threw it in the fireplace's flames.
" Dumbledore. Come to my office." he called into the flames.
A few minutes later, Dumbledore came out of the fireplace.
" Yes?" he said happily.
" Miss Wood has some information for you, sir." Snape replied.
"Speak to me, Miss Wood." Dumbledore said, his eyes twinkling.
" My Aunt Dori is… is a D-Death E-Eater." she stuttered.
" Well, that's startling. Thank you for telling me, Miss Wood. Valuable information will help us in times of need." Dumbledore said. " Off you go. You need to eat."
Gwen walked in a daze to the Great Hall. She sat at the Gryfinndor Table with Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Gwen began to eat.
" Where is Allysa and Aimee?" asked Gwen, a few minutes later.
" They went to the library with Dean and Seamus." answered Hermione.
" Is your aunt a Death-
" Yes." Gwen cut Harry off.
She looked over at Hermione, who had the ' I-Told-Not-To-Ask-Her- That' look, on her face. Before she could stop herself, again, she told them everything.
" She was one before, during and after my parents were killed. Can you believe it? She was there when they were killed. I found this out when I was nine. Oliver figured it out, because he was at her house the day it happened. After the Ministry found me, she came home. I told him I found out, because I heard her talking to some other Death Eaters, and I told Oliver. He told me to keep quiet or she would kill us." Gwen took a deep breath. " Now, Snape and Dumbledore know."
" It's nearly time for Defense Against the Dark Arts." said Hermione quickly.
" Yeah, let's hurry and find out who the teacher is." added Harry.
The four of them got up and left.
Relieved, Gwen noticed that they were the first to arrive.
" Don't worry," said Hermione, " nobody will bother you."
" I hope so." Gwen mumbled.
A few minutes later, everyone had arrived.
" I wonder who it is?" asked Lavender Brown.
" I hope they're cute." giggled Parvati.
" What nonsense," Hermione whispered exasperatedly.
" I know what you mean." Gwen whispered back.
Everyone grew quiet, because a slightly old witch with brown hair came in.
" Hello, class," she said cheerfully, " I am your new Defense the Dark Arts professor. My name is Arabella Figg."
" I know you!" exclaimed Allysa. " My mum trained under you."
" Ah, you must be Catrina Chase's daughter." she smiled. " Yes, class, I am an Auror. But we will talk about it next time. So let's get started with the lesson. Today, you will be learning to shield yourself. Does anyone know the incantation for the Basic Shield?"
Gwen raised her hand.
" Yes, Miss Wood?"
" The incantation for the Basic Shield is ' Armorus'."
" Correct. 5 points to Gryfinndor. All you have to do is move your wand up and down in front of you and say ' Armorus'. Now everyone stand back from you tables."
She flicked her wand and made the tables disappear.
" Okay everyone in groups of two, with one boy and girl in each group. Chase, you can work with Thomas and Patil."
Everyone got into groups and moved a good distance from each other. Gwen and Harry were working together.
" Good, everyone. Longbottom, don't be so scared of Lupin." Professor Figg called.
She walked over to where Harry and Gwen were practicing.
" Good job, Wood." she looked at Harry. " Hello Harry. I suppose it was quiet a shock to find that old Mrs. Figg was a witch?"
" Yes." he looked quiet nervous.
" Not to worry. You two have to be the best students in here, besides Miss Granger."
With that, she went to talk to Neville and Aimee.
For the rest of the class, they practiced the spell. When the bell rang, signaling the Gryfinndors free period, everyone had mastered the spell, even Neville.
" I'll see you Wednesday." Professor Figg said, as they left.
" Come on Harry. We have to be at the locker room before the rest of the team." Gwen said.
" See you guys later." Harry called to Hermione and Ron.
" Okay, we'll meet you guys in the Common Room before dinner." Hermione called.
Gwen and Harry took off running.
" Oliver is going to send me some of his old charts next week," said Gwen.
" Wonderful." Harry said sarcastically.
" I'll just probably use a few of his ideas."
" That's better. I don't think the team wants another Oliver for a Captain."
" Thanks a lot." She stuck out her tongue.
" Ha, Ha. Very funny."
They opened the oak front door. They walked a piece to the field, before a horrible scene caught their eyes.
A.N- Okay, I know. I left you at a cliffhanger. I promise it will be worth it. I would really enjoy it if you sent me feedback. Even if it is bad. I just need to know what you think about my story. Thanks!
Gwen awoke to the sound of her alarm clock going off. She rose out of bed. The clock said 6:00.
" Urgh." She moaned.
She pulled the hangings of her bed back. Gwen noticed that Hermione must have already left. Gwen stretched and got out of bed. She walked over to her trunk and grabbed her robes. She stopped at her desk and picked up her prefect badge. Then she slipped on her slippers and pulled on her bathrobe. She opened the door. Gwen walked down the stairs. When she got into the Common Room, she saw a black-haired someone sitting in a chair by the fireplace. Then she recognized who it was.
" Hello, Harry. It's going to be a lovely day." She said brightly.
"Hello, I suppose so. You haven't seen Hermione this morning have you?"
" No, but I think she is either in the Great Hall or the Prefect's Bathroom. That's where I'm headed. I'll see you at breakfast."
With that, she climbed out the portrait hole and down to the fifth floor, where the Prefect's Bathroom was.
" Melon," she whispered to the door.
It swung open.
Hermione hadn't noticed anyone was outside the door, until it swung open.
"Goodness, Gwen." she gasped. " I should have put the sign on the door. Do you know what time it is?"
Gwen looked at her wristwatch. " It's 6:30. By the way, Harry is looking for you."
" Okay. Well, I'll leave you to your bath, and I'll put the sign on the door. Besides, I got to get the first years up." Hermione said rather severely.
A moment later, Gwen was left alone, to start her bathwater.
' She is really up-tight,' thought Gwen, as she filled up the tub. ' I wouldn't want to be those first years.'
She got into the water and took a rather quick bath. Ten minutes later, she set off for the Great Hall. She walked over to the Gryfinndor Table and took a seat across the table from Allysa and beside of Neville and Harry.
" Mail's due," said Neville, " I can't remember if I forgot anything or not."
As soon as he finished, the owls flew in. Gwen saw Hedwig, then Snowy. The snowy owl dropped the letter. Hooted, and flew off to the Owlery.
" Yes! Oliver's reply."
Harry stopped eating.
"Reply. Oh, no. He isn't giving you any Quidditch plays, is he?" Harry asked, panicking.
" I don't think so." replied Gwen.
She opened the letter.
Dear Gwen,
I'm fine. Sorry you were so bored. They only have up to the Nimbus 2001? Well, they are bloody slow. I hope you have a wonderful time at school. Let me know if that git, Malfoy, bothers you. Say hello to the twins, Alicia, Katie, Angelina, and Harry for me. I'll send you some plays and charts, from my seventh year, next week.
Oliver
" Oi, Gwen!" called Ron. " Schedules."
He handed her one.
" Herbology with Hufflepuffs, Potions with the Slytherins, and Defense Against the Dark Arts." she read out loud.
" Sounds okay, except for Potions." commented Harry.
" Hmm, I wonder who the teacher is?" she thought, out loud.
" Whoever it is, I hope they're nice." said Harry.
" Yeah me, too." said Allysa, from the other side of the table.
Everyone continued eating. After they finished, Hermione got up.
" I got to go." stated Hermione. "First years have Potions, and I wanted to show them how to get there."
She got up and left, briskly.
" Well, let's go down to the greenhouses." Harry suggested.
They got up and walked outside. When they got outside, they saw that the sky was a light blue.
" Perfect conditions for Quidditch." stated Gwen.
" Yeah, really perfect. I'm glad you signed us up for practice, today." agreed Harry.
They stopped at the greenhouses.
" Greenhouse 3, today, chappies." called Professor Sprout, from behind them.
Everyone walked in. The greenhouse was filled with wild looking plants, pots, jars, and clippers.
" Okay, class. We will be working with Mandrakes and Bubotubers."
" Just great," muttered Seamus Finnigan.
" Now listen for your named to be called." she said, as she took out a list.
" Abbott, Brown, Bones, Finnigan, and Chase, you will be working next door with the Mandrakes.
" Finch-Fletchy, Granger, Longbottom, Macmillan, and Lupin, " she pointed to two Bubotubers, " You will work with these.
" The final group is Patil, Potter, Thomas, Weasley, and Wood." She put the parchment sown. " Group three, follow me. Now, none of you better move until I get back." she told the rest of the class sternly.
Group three got up and followed Sprout. She walked them into the castle, where they could see Dumbledore at the top of the marble steps. Beside him were crates.
" You will follow Professor Dumbledore. He will take you down to a dungeon with Devil Snares. You must put them into these crates. You also have to stun them by saying 'Incendio'. You can only cast the spell once, per each plant. Off you trot." She said, before she left.
" Follow me, please." said Dumbledore.
They followed him to the dungeon.
" I will leave you to your work. I will be in my office, if you need me."
" I suppose we should get to work." Gwen said, as she rolled up her sleeves.
She opened the door.
" Blimey." Ron gasped.
" I'm not going in there!" shrieked Parvati.
" Me either." Dean said.
The room beyond them held more than twenty little Devil Snares. All the walls were covered, as was the floor, in some places.
" Fine!" Gwen shouted. " Are you two coming?" she called to Harry and Ron.
" Yes." they chirped.
With that, Gwen, Harry, and Ron went inside the dungeon. They pulled out their wands.
" Incendio!" Gwen called.
Blue flames shot out of her wand and stunned the plant in front of her.
" I suppose we'll have to wear our dragon-hide gloves."
She pulled them out of her bag and put them on. Gwen picked up the plant, and safely put it in a crate.
" I'm going to bring in the rest of the crates. Alright?"
" Yeah." called Harry.
Gwen walked back into the dungeon with a crate.
" I think it would easier to use the Summoning Charm." she suggested.
" I think so, too." Ron replied.
" Okay. ' Accio Crate'." they called.
One by one, they came zooming in. When the last crate came in, the door closed.
" Great." muttered Ron.
" You know what. I think these are just babies." assumed Harry.
" I think they are, too." agreed Gwen. " Well, let's get to work."
Just as they put the last one in, Professor Sprout came in looking very harassed.
" That Snape! Chappies, go to Potions, before you get in any more trouble. Ah, you have all the plants. 50 points to Gryfinndor. Now off you go."
They took of running.
" Oh, God! We're 30 minutes late! We are going to be in SO much trouble." moaned Gwen.
"I know. Come on, we're nearly there." panted Harry.
They went into the door.
" Well, well, well. Look who arrived. 15 points from Gryfinndor." Snape said coldly. " We have just finished the Truth Potion."
They took their seats. Just as they were setting up their cauldrons, Snape started to talk.
" However, you will not even make one. I will test Granger's on you." He stared at them. " Wood, come up here."
He picked a small glass up from his desk.
Gwen walked up to the front of the class. Snape handed her the bottle.
" Take two drops." he said wickedly.
She did as she was told. Then she sat down.
" Miss Wood will be asked a question from a selective few of you." he looked around. " Malfoy ask her something."
" Who is your best friend?"
" Oliver."
" Longbottom." Snape called.
" What is your favorite lesson?" he squeaked.
" Astronomy."
" Zabini." called Snape.
" When is your birthday?"
" July 5."
"Granger." Snape said.
" Are you going to play Quidditch professionally?"
" Yes."
" Parkinson." Snape called.
" Do you like Slytherin House?"
" That was stupid." muttered Harry.
" Not even if my life depended on me liking it." Gwen answered truthfully.
" Class is nearly over. So I will ask the final question." Snape stared her in the eye. " Is your aunt a Death Eater?"
Everyone, even the Slytherins, gasped.
Before Gwen could stop herself, she said, "Yes. Yes, my Aunt Dori is a Death Eater."
A moment later, the spell wore off. Gwen looked around and saw everyone's shocked faces. Then it dawned on her that she just told everyone the secrete she swore she would keep.
" Oh, no. I just didn't say that." she whispered.
" Go to lunch." Snape shouted. " Come to my office, Wood."
She got up and followed him.
He grabbed some silvery stuff, from a jar on the mantle, and threw it in the fireplace's flames.
" Dumbledore. Come to my office." he called into the flames.
A few minutes later, Dumbledore came out of the fireplace.
" Yes?" he said happily.
" Miss Wood has some information for you, sir." Snape replied.
"Speak to me, Miss Wood." Dumbledore said, his eyes twinkling.
" My Aunt Dori is… is a D-Death E-Eater." she stuttered.
" Well, that's startling. Thank you for telling me, Miss Wood. Valuable information will help us in times of need." Dumbledore said. " Off you go. You need to eat."
Gwen walked in a daze to the Great Hall. She sat at the Gryfinndor Table with Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Gwen began to eat.
" Where is Allysa and Aimee?" asked Gwen, a few minutes later.
" They went to the library with Dean and Seamus." answered Hermione.
" Is your aunt a Death-
" Yes." Gwen cut Harry off.
She looked over at Hermione, who had the ' I-Told-Not-To-Ask-Her- That' look, on her face. Before she could stop herself, again, she told them everything.
" She was one before, during and after my parents were killed. Can you believe it? She was there when they were killed. I found this out when I was nine. Oliver figured it out, because he was at her house the day it happened. After the Ministry found me, she came home. I told him I found out, because I heard her talking to some other Death Eaters, and I told Oliver. He told me to keep quiet or she would kill us." Gwen took a deep breath. " Now, Snape and Dumbledore know."
" It's nearly time for Defense Against the Dark Arts." said Hermione quickly.
" Yeah, let's hurry and find out who the teacher is." added Harry.
The four of them got up and left.
Relieved, Gwen noticed that they were the first to arrive.
" Don't worry," said Hermione, " nobody will bother you."
" I hope so." Gwen mumbled.
A few minutes later, everyone had arrived.
" I wonder who it is?" asked Lavender Brown.
" I hope they're cute." giggled Parvati.
" What nonsense," Hermione whispered exasperatedly.
" I know what you mean." Gwen whispered back.
Everyone grew quiet, because a slightly old witch with brown hair came in.
" Hello, class," she said cheerfully, " I am your new Defense the Dark Arts professor. My name is Arabella Figg."
" I know you!" exclaimed Allysa. " My mum trained under you."
" Ah, you must be Catrina Chase's daughter." she smiled. " Yes, class, I am an Auror. But we will talk about it next time. So let's get started with the lesson. Today, you will be learning to shield yourself. Does anyone know the incantation for the Basic Shield?"
Gwen raised her hand.
" Yes, Miss Wood?"
" The incantation for the Basic Shield is ' Armorus'."
" Correct. 5 points to Gryfinndor. All you have to do is move your wand up and down in front of you and say ' Armorus'. Now everyone stand back from you tables."
She flicked her wand and made the tables disappear.
" Okay everyone in groups of two, with one boy and girl in each group. Chase, you can work with Thomas and Patil."
Everyone got into groups and moved a good distance from each other. Gwen and Harry were working together.
" Good, everyone. Longbottom, don't be so scared of Lupin." Professor Figg called.
She walked over to where Harry and Gwen were practicing.
" Good job, Wood." she looked at Harry. " Hello Harry. I suppose it was quiet a shock to find that old Mrs. Figg was a witch?"
" Yes." he looked quiet nervous.
" Not to worry. You two have to be the best students in here, besides Miss Granger."
With that, she went to talk to Neville and Aimee.
For the rest of the class, they practiced the spell. When the bell rang, signaling the Gryfinndors free period, everyone had mastered the spell, even Neville.
" I'll see you Wednesday." Professor Figg said, as they left.
" Come on Harry. We have to be at the locker room before the rest of the team." Gwen said.
" See you guys later." Harry called to Hermione and Ron.
" Okay, we'll meet you guys in the Common Room before dinner." Hermione called.
Gwen and Harry took off running.
" Oliver is going to send me some of his old charts next week," said Gwen.
" Wonderful." Harry said sarcastically.
" I'll just probably use a few of his ideas."
" That's better. I don't think the team wants another Oliver for a Captain."
" Thanks a lot." She stuck out her tongue.
" Ha, Ha. Very funny."
They opened the oak front door. They walked a piece to the field, before a horrible scene caught their eyes.
A.N- Okay, I know. I left you at a cliffhanger. I promise it will be worth it. I would really enjoy it if you sent me feedback. Even if it is bad. I just need to know what you think about my story. Thanks!