Chapter 3
"Afternoon!"
The sharp intake of air caused a surrounding gasp, from the surprised students.........not to mention the few that jumped and few inches from their seats.
Godric jumped at the reaction he gave his students... "so sorry didn't mean to frighten you." He walked steadily to the front, being chased by the fits of giggles from the girls of the class.
Harry inwardly groaned, it was only three days into the year and his female classmates high pitched giggles were becoming irritating.
" So!" Godric smiled taking out his wand... "Where are we from yesterday?"
Hermoine's hand shot up in the air. "We were starting real defense against the dark arts, as you put it professor." What really annoyed harry was Hermoine's eagerness to answer questions.........like all the other girls in the class.
"Ah yes! Thank you Miss. Granger." Godric smiled warmly at Hermoine, "Real Defense against the Dark Arts. Not something that should be spread around to the younger of the students of this school. This is only for 6th and 7th years."
Slowly Harry sulked, even though he hated the affect Godric had on the girls of the school, he was a great teacher.
"In this class you will learn the importance of having alliances..." he paused, "Take to day for instance!" His voice rising suddenly, "I'll be having you split into teams, whatever partners you like and how ever many you wish to join your group. You'll be performing jinxes on your fellow classmates...whatever ones you want...and the only rule is, there is no rules." He stopped and clapped his hands... "Go!"
The class stared at him dumbfounded, in the back however Draco Malfoy found his voice. "Anything professor?" he said eyes angrily on the back of Hermoine's head.
Godric's eyes sharpened, " Within what I deem fair play..." Harry could see the twist in agony of Godric's eyes in finishing, "...Mr. Malfoy."
Malfoy laughed; elbowing Crabbe and Goyle and pointing out everyone he wanted hit. " That filthy mudblood's going to get it this time," he hissed under his breath, while both Crabbe and Goyle sniggered in response.
Another hand shot in the air... "Will you be in this also?" another student called out. Godric thought for a moment, then in a flat response, "yes."
Faster than the first hand a second shot up, from the left of Harry, "But that's unfair..." Ron began to complain, before and icy feeling and laughing filled the room. Harry felt it too, as did everyone else in the class. Godric stood at the front of the class laughing void of emotion...his expression of one who saw more than what he should have...and in a voice just as jagged and cold, he answered Ron... " Life is never fair...especially involving a group of Death Eaters."
The rest of class wasn't exactly what everyone expected, they split off into and Godric led them down onto the grounds...where he promptly shouted that they begin.
By the end Harry had been hit by the same shaky knees jinx five times; in fact as he looked around him, every girl was still tightly grasping their wands while every guy was wiggling helplessly on the ground, some finally giving up and waiting for their jinx to ware off.
Godric's survey of the field allowed him to pocket his wand, before other students could see him. He eyed Malfoy keenly as he flopped on the ground next to the two stiff forms of Crabbe and Goyle. He had a few close calls with Malfoy, he nearly struck Hermoine with a teeth enlarger jinx, and luckly Godric was ably to get block that one. He raised his head and looked out for the other girls who were now packing together in groups, amongst of laughter. Maybe he shouldn't have given them such a crutch he debated this in his mind, but concluded by merely shrugging his shoulders and cast an apologetic look at the boy closest to him.
"Hermoine!" he called out, spotting her just outside one of the groups. When she finally turned to look at him she motioned her over.
"Hermoine! He's actually calling you over!" Lavender, standing on her toes to see over the heads of the girls in the circle. She stared at Godric, many girls followed suit and then as if on a q of some kind all sighed.
Hermoine's head turned around from them to look at him, she couldn't see what was so special about him...*except for those arms...* "What?" she said softly as the thought quickly left her mind. She now focused on Godric who was smiling and waving her over. She turned back to the group of girls now breaking into hysteric laughter.
"He wants you come over!" the all chanted pushing her towards him
"He's a teacher." Hermoine said flatly, "probley just wants to talk about class." *yes that's it...just class...*
"Maybe...but he's so hot..." one of the others girls chimed
"Not really he's more of a quirky hot...don't you think?"
"What? No he's hot...Look at him!" They all glanced back again at Godric who was still smiling, leaning up against a tree. He didn't ware robes but wore a toned down version of boys' uniform. His sleeve left sleeve rolled up revealing a lean forearm, tie loosened, and hair just as unruly...*like Harry's* which crossed Hermoine's mind.
"Okay...maybe you have a point but look at the things he dose..."
Hermoine quickly chose to go over to Godric than hear her classmates argue about what kind of hot guy he was.
"Hey." Godric spoke softly.
"Afternoon!"
The sharp intake of air caused a surrounding gasp, from the surprised students.........not to mention the few that jumped and few inches from their seats.
Godric jumped at the reaction he gave his students... "so sorry didn't mean to frighten you." He walked steadily to the front, being chased by the fits of giggles from the girls of the class.
Harry inwardly groaned, it was only three days into the year and his female classmates high pitched giggles were becoming irritating.
" So!" Godric smiled taking out his wand... "Where are we from yesterday?"
Hermoine's hand shot up in the air. "We were starting real defense against the dark arts, as you put it professor." What really annoyed harry was Hermoine's eagerness to answer questions.........like all the other girls in the class.
"Ah yes! Thank you Miss. Granger." Godric smiled warmly at Hermoine, "Real Defense against the Dark Arts. Not something that should be spread around to the younger of the students of this school. This is only for 6th and 7th years."
Slowly Harry sulked, even though he hated the affect Godric had on the girls of the school, he was a great teacher.
"In this class you will learn the importance of having alliances..." he paused, "Take to day for instance!" His voice rising suddenly, "I'll be having you split into teams, whatever partners you like and how ever many you wish to join your group. You'll be performing jinxes on your fellow classmates...whatever ones you want...and the only rule is, there is no rules." He stopped and clapped his hands... "Go!"
The class stared at him dumbfounded, in the back however Draco Malfoy found his voice. "Anything professor?" he said eyes angrily on the back of Hermoine's head.
Godric's eyes sharpened, " Within what I deem fair play..." Harry could see the twist in agony of Godric's eyes in finishing, "...Mr. Malfoy."
Malfoy laughed; elbowing Crabbe and Goyle and pointing out everyone he wanted hit. " That filthy mudblood's going to get it this time," he hissed under his breath, while both Crabbe and Goyle sniggered in response.
Another hand shot in the air... "Will you be in this also?" another student called out. Godric thought for a moment, then in a flat response, "yes."
Faster than the first hand a second shot up, from the left of Harry, "But that's unfair..." Ron began to complain, before and icy feeling and laughing filled the room. Harry felt it too, as did everyone else in the class. Godric stood at the front of the class laughing void of emotion...his expression of one who saw more than what he should have...and in a voice just as jagged and cold, he answered Ron... " Life is never fair...especially involving a group of Death Eaters."
The rest of class wasn't exactly what everyone expected, they split off into and Godric led them down onto the grounds...where he promptly shouted that they begin.
By the end Harry had been hit by the same shaky knees jinx five times; in fact as he looked around him, every girl was still tightly grasping their wands while every guy was wiggling helplessly on the ground, some finally giving up and waiting for their jinx to ware off.
Godric's survey of the field allowed him to pocket his wand, before other students could see him. He eyed Malfoy keenly as he flopped on the ground next to the two stiff forms of Crabbe and Goyle. He had a few close calls with Malfoy, he nearly struck Hermoine with a teeth enlarger jinx, and luckly Godric was ably to get block that one. He raised his head and looked out for the other girls who were now packing together in groups, amongst of laughter. Maybe he shouldn't have given them such a crutch he debated this in his mind, but concluded by merely shrugging his shoulders and cast an apologetic look at the boy closest to him.
"Hermoine!" he called out, spotting her just outside one of the groups. When she finally turned to look at him she motioned her over.
"Hermoine! He's actually calling you over!" Lavender, standing on her toes to see over the heads of the girls in the circle. She stared at Godric, many girls followed suit and then as if on a q of some kind all sighed.
Hermoine's head turned around from them to look at him, she couldn't see what was so special about him...*except for those arms...* "What?" she said softly as the thought quickly left her mind. She now focused on Godric who was smiling and waving her over. She turned back to the group of girls now breaking into hysteric laughter.
"He wants you come over!" the all chanted pushing her towards him
"He's a teacher." Hermoine said flatly, "probley just wants to talk about class." *yes that's it...just class...*
"Maybe...but he's so hot..." one of the others girls chimed
"Not really he's more of a quirky hot...don't you think?"
"What? No he's hot...Look at him!" They all glanced back again at Godric who was still smiling, leaning up against a tree. He didn't ware robes but wore a toned down version of boys' uniform. His sleeve left sleeve rolled up revealing a lean forearm, tie loosened, and hair just as unruly...*like Harry's* which crossed Hermoine's mind.
"Okay...maybe you have a point but look at the things he dose..."
Hermoine quickly chose to go over to Godric than hear her classmates argue about what kind of hot guy he was.
"Hey." Godric spoke softly.
