Chapter 14
Going to the Dark Side?
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. I also don't own the text I used from Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them (which I indicated in the chapter). I also don't own the idea of the Venomous Tentacula.
Author's Note: Hey, everyone! Glad you're reading this. This chapter's about Glory "going to the dark side" and the first DADA NEWT meeting. Hope you like it!
"Good morning, students, and welcome to another wonderful day of Defense Against the Dark Arts," said Professor Luigi at the beginning of class. "Today, we are going to be learning about the last species of dragon we'll talk about this year: the Hungarian Horntail. I do believe you've made quite an acquaintance with a Hungarian Horntail a couple of years ago, haven't you, Mr. Potter?"
"Yes, Professor Luigi," admitted Harry.
"Considering you got to know a Hungarian Horntail, Harry, can you tell us what the Hungarian Horntail is?"
"A Hungarian Horntail is...." started Harry as he tried to remember the horrible time when he encountered one, "....a dragon with black scales with yellow, vertical-shaped eyes, with horns, wings and spikes along its back and tail. It can breath fire from 50 feet, and it's an extremely dangerous breed as well. Oh, and its eggs are cement-colour."
"For a moment there, you sounded a lot like Hermione," whispered Ron to Harry. Hermione heard what Ron said and scowled at them angrily.
"Wonderful, Harry. 5 points to Gryffindor. Yes, the Hungarian Horntail is, in fact, a black dragon with a spiked back, can shoot fire from 50 feet, and its eggs are cement-colour as well. We are going to be studying the Hungarian Horntail for about a week and then we'll start studying dementors, which a few of you will remember roamed the school during your 3rd year. And of course, I'm sure Mr. Potter had a very interesting encounter with a few."
"Yes, sir," admitted Harry.
"Class, I would like you all to turn to page 48 of Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander. We will read this section out loud. Soon after, I will be giving you a sheet of paper to draw in detail how the Hungarian Horntail looks like and it will be due next class. You will be able to start your illustration during class right after we discuss the reading. Ms. Granger, may you read us the text?"
"Certainly, Professor Luigi!" said Hermione, and then started to read:
" 'Supposedly the most dangerous of all dragon breeds-"
"They're not kidding," added Harry. Hermione scowled at him deeply for interrupting her, and Joy shook her head in disapproval. Hermione read from the start:
" 'Supposedly the most dangerous of all dragon breeds, the Hungarian Horntail has black scales and is lizard-like in appearance. It has yellow eyes, bronze horns and similarly coloured spikes that protrude from its long tail. The Horntail has one of the longest fire breathing-ranges (up to fifty feet). Its eggs are cement-coloured and particularly hard-shelled; the young club their way out using their tails, whose spikes are well developed at birth. The Hungarian Horntail feeds on goats, sheep and, whenever possible, humans*.'"
* taken from page 12 of Fantastic Beasts & Where to Find Them by J.K. Rowling.
"Excellent reading, Ms. Granger!" said Professor Luigi. "After reading how dangerous this breed of dragon is, who can tell me why it's so different from other dragons?"
Many people throughout the classroom raised up their hands, even the Slytherins.
"Mr. Malfoy, how about you?" picked Professor Luigi.
"The Hungarian Horntail is different from other dragons because it is a lot more lizard-like than other dragons," stated Malfoy. "It has horns and spikes, and it has an extremely long fire-breathing range. Their young are quite strong, their spikes being already developed at birth. The reason why it's so dangerous is that it will eat humans if possible."
Harry was quite surprised at Malfoy's response. If Harry didn't know better, he would have thought that it was Hermione speaking. Hermione glared at Malfoy with jealousy, while Ron and Joy were too dumbfounded to say anything.
"I couldn't say it better myself," said Professor Luigi. "7 points to Slytherin."
A large cheer was made between the Slytherins, as the Gryffindors gave a sigh of frustration.
"For more information about the appearance and characteristics of the Hungarian Horntail," continued the professor, "you can check page 150 of The Dragon Manual in Full Detail by Farley Gumkurk. Before starting on your assignment, I'd like to talk a bit about the weaknesses of this type of dragon, which we'll be talking about afterwards.
"The Hungarian Horntail is allergic to the slime produced by the Venoumous
Tentacula, which I have found out that you have studied in Herbology. Does anybody
know how the Venoumous Tentacula slime is used?"
Joy, Hermione and Malfoy's hands shot up.
"Joy, why don't you answer our question?"
"The Hungarian Horntail can be slain with a sword with Venoumous Tentacula slime," responded Joy.
"Wonderful! 2 points to Gryffindor. The sword which is used to slay the dragon has to be a specific sword. What type of sword is it?"
Yet again, Joy, Hermione and Malfoy's hands were risen the second the question was asked.
"Hermione?"
"The type of sword used to slay the Hungarian Horntail is a Mortinal Sword, made with a specific metal called megnacious, which cannot rust, stain nor be ruined from harsh chemicals."
"Magnificent! 13 more points to Gryffindor!"
"You could have used all that information for the TriWizard Tournament, Harry,"
implied Hermione.
However, Harry wasn't paying attention at all. He was starting to think again about Cho and the terrible experience she had. Even if it was a few weeks ago, Harry was still deeply sad about the event.
"Harry, are you all right?" asked Professor Luigi, concerned why Harry was in such a daze and not paying attention.
"Yes, I'm all right," Harry said, finally aware of his surroundings.
"Since you've had your little introduction to the weaknesses of the Hungarian Horntail," spoke Professor Luigi to the class, "you can start your assignment. Oh, I almost forgot: darting at its eyes is a good way to defeat it too."
The class took out their books and started drawing rough sketches of the Hungarian Horntail, as Harry thought deeply about Cho Chang with every stroke of the quill he made on his piece of parchment.
The bell rang, which signified the end of the school day. At the sound of the bell, everyone packed their bags and left for their common rooms.
"Mr. Potter, can you come here for a minute?" asked Professor Luigi as he was erasing the chalk board.
Harry wondered why Professor Luigi wanted him to stay. He sat down near the chair at Professor Luigi's desk as the professor finished erasing the board and sat at his desk.
"Harry," said Professor Luigi, "it seemed during the end of class you were distracted. Is this true?"
"Yes, sir," said Harry, nervous if Professor Luigi would punish him for not paying attention in class.
"Is there any particular reason why you seemed distracted? Are you disturbed by something?"
Harry paused and thought if he should be telling his teacher about his personal problems. Harry knew that Professor Luigi allowed him to talk openly to him if he wanted to express his feelings, but he just didn't feel comfortable talking to him about Cho. He wondered when he would be excused.
"Is it about Cho?" asked Professor Luigi.
Harry looked up and was startled at how he could tell what he was thinking.
"How did you know?" asked Harry.
"It was a lucky guess. I know you feel terrible about a girlfriend or someone you love being injured or experiencing such an awful time. I can understand this perfectly. Do you want me to listen to anything you have to say to make you feel better?"
"It's just..... Why did she have to endure such pain?" said Harry uncontrollably. He couldn't hold his feelings any longer. "She hasn't done anything to anyone. She's the sweetest girl I've ever met! How could anyone do this to her?"
"I'm glad you've told me this. Listen, Harry, the Aurors and I are looking into this deeply and are trying to find the culprit, or culprits. We're thinking that all of this would have to do with the attack of the Princesses' party, and the kidnappings. We're not too sure what your girlfriend has to do with all this. We suspect she knew something that the culprits didn't want her to know."
"Do you know what information she knew?" asked Harry.
"No, not at all," said Professor Luigi. "A colleague and I got an interview with Ms. Chang in the Hospital Wing. Unfortunately, she doesn't know any secret information, nor does she remember anything at all about the incident. Is there anything else you want to tell me?"
"No, Professor Luigi," denied Harry. "There's nothing else."
"Then you may be excused," said Professor Luigi. Harry swung his backpack on his shoulder and was about to leave the room. "Oh, Harry! Are you joining the Defense Against the Dark Arts N.E.W.T. Club? It's the last day to sign up."
"Yes, yes of course!"
"Great! Can I sign you up?"
"Absolutely! Can you sign up Ron, Hermione and Princess Joy too? Maybe even Cho?"
"Sure. Oh, and by the way, Harry, our first meeting was going to be about the Patronus and a dementor situation in the wizarding world. They're starting to put dementors at street corners and any suspected place where there might be an attack. I had a talk with Remus Lupin a week ago."
"You talked with Remus?" asked Harry.
"Yes," said Professor Luigi. "He's a top Auror, as I remember. He's doing very well. He told me that you knew the Patronus spell. Could you help me demonstrate it to the club, since by that time, the 6th years might not have started it yet?"
"Of course! Did you talk to any other previous Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers from Hogwarts?"
"Actually, Professor Lupin was the only one I could talk to. Professor Quirrell's dead, you can't have a decent conversation with Professor Lockhart, Professor Moody, actually Bart Crouch Jr., has gone to the dementors, and the teacher from your 5th year... My dear, I don't even want to mention her. You may go now, Harry."
Harry smiled and left the classroom. Just when he was exiting the room, Malfoy came in.
"Malfoy, what are you doing here?" asked Harry.
"Malfoy has requested to see me," responded Professor Luigi.
"Oh," said Harry, as he left the classroom.
Harry went to the Gryffindor common room to drop off his stuff, and then met up with his friends in the Great Hall.
"Oy, Harry!" called out Ron, pointing to a seat next to him at the Gryffindor table. Harry sat down quickly as he started putting food on his plate (chicken legs, peas and some salad). "Harry, why didn't you come sooner?"
"Professor Luigi wanted to speak to me," said Harry.
"About what?" questioned Hermione.
"He wanted to know why I was so distracted in class. I wasn't too sure if I should have told him, but he guessed it was about Cho anyway. I told him a bit of how I felt. I kind of feel better now that I've told how I felt."
"Did he say anything else?" asked Joy.
"He said that the Aurors are progressing in finding who did all this. They think that all the kidnappings and attacks are linked together, and that Cho might have known something that they didn't want them to know."
"We already found out the events were linked together a long time ago!" said Hermione. "That's so strange to hear that we're farther in our research than professionals!"
"That's because we've got inside information," said Joy, "and you're pretty much professionals yourself."
"Ah shucks, Joy!" said Harry. "You didn't have to say that. Of course, we also get help from a very powerful and magnificent witch - you!"
"Now you're making me blush!"
"What about what Professor Luigi said of that they think Cho knew some information about all this?" implied Hermione. "Could she have known any info?"
Everyone paused for a minute. Could she have known secret information to what was happening? Harry remembered that Cho didn't say that she knew any secret information when Professor Luigi had an interview with her. Could she have hid the information? Harry couldn't think of this. Cho, his girlfriend, could never do any of that.
"What about when we were dream-peeking?" suggested Joy. "Did Malfoy or that dark shadow say anything concerning Cho?"
"I remember that shadow called Cho 'the disloyal one'," said Harry. "What would they mean by 'disloyal'?"
"Obviously, it means that someone who isn't loyal," said Joy.
"But 'loyal' in what way?"
" 'Loyal' can mean many things, Harry!" said Hermione. "It could mean being faithful to a certain person, being devoted to or supporting a ruler, being trustworthy to a friend-"
"Hold on!" interrupted Ron. "What was the second thing you said, Hermione?"
"About being devoted or supportive to a ruler?"
"Exactly! Didn't Cho and Glory have a huge fight a week before Cho got attacked?"
"Oh yeah!" said Harry. "Glory was being really mean, and I remember how bad she punched Cho. She flew right across the Great Hall!"
"Didn't Cho say how we don't need the monarchy and how she was against that?"
"I recall that incident," said Joy. "I couldn't believe she said that. I was so nice to her, and then she goes off and criticizes my sister and I! However, I suppose she was angry and she wanted to get back at Glory."
"Even so, wouldn't she seem like a threat to Glory? And wasn't Malfoy with Glory when she said that? So when that shadow-dude said 'disloyal', it could mean that she was disloyal to Glory, who is where they get all their power and who is the root of all this scheming!"
"Of course!" said Joy. "They think she's a threat. That's probably exactly why the Ministers for Magic were injured; they were thinking of taking Glory's power away!"
"I still think Cho didn't deserve being hurt like that," said Harry in a sad tone. "She didn't deserve it!"
"Of course she didn't, Harry!" said Joy. "She'll get better, we'll get to the bottom of this, and everything will be all right."
"I sure hope it will."
The four friends discussed deeply that week amongst themselves about the whole entire plot to make Lord Voldemort powerful once again. They also noticed more rude behaviour coming from Princess Glory, and they noticed how 'evil' she was becoming. She acted very much like a snob, looked down on many students and didn't do anything when Malfoy made bad remarks, and she was making half those bad remarks too!
It was four days after they figured out why Cho was attacked when Glory seemed to get extremely out of hand. Harry, Ron, Joy and Hermione were sitting on a bench on the Hogwarts campus discussing classes while Harry looked at the construction wizards repairing the Quidditch field. Not too long and we'll be able to start playing Quidditch, thought Harry, as he dreamt about winning the Quidditch cup that year.
Then unfortunately, Glory, Malfoy and their cronies walked across the campus, pointing and laughing at many of the students. They stopped once they were near the bench where Harry and his friends were sitting. Harry got quite frustrated at this, considering he knew what would happen (let's just say it felt like déjà-vu).
"Here is the famous Harry Potter, Her Royal Highness (*in exaggeration*) Princess Joy, the cheap weasel and the muggle-born," snickered Malfoy. "Wouldn't this moment make a lovely picture on the front cover of Freaks 'R' Us magazine?"
"The only reason you're making fun of Harry is because you're jealous," said Hermione.
"Why would Draco want to be a scarred-face dweeb like Potter?" said Glory, as all of her friends giggled.
"Why are you like this?" questioned Joy as she got up from the bench and walked towards Glory. "You used to be so kind and wonderful, and now you're... you're... dreadfully and maliciously evil!"
"You've got a problem with that? You know, you may think you're kind, but you don't dress that way."
"What are you talking about?"
"You dress like you want to get pregnant!"
"I do not!" shouted Joy in a hurt voice.
"Yeah, right...."
A plump tear, followed by very many others, fell down Joy's cheek as those words from Glory were said to her.
"I can't believe you would say something like that to your own sister!" said Hermione as she got off the bench and tried to make Joy feel better.
"Just back off, you disgusting Mudblood!"
"Excuse me?!" gasped Hermione, as she couldn't believe Glory's words, which was the same reaction from Glory's four friends.
"I said, 'Back off, Mudblood,'!"
"I cannot believe you just said that," cried Hermione, then she walked away in the grounds.
Joy followed her Hermione away from the scene, and so did Ron. Glory, Mafoy and even Malfoy's cronies laughed, though Glory's friends were still shocked. Harry, who was left alone to face the wicked group, stepped up to Malfoy and Glory in anger.
"Why do you think you can go up to people and say such bad things?" shouted Harry. "I mean, come on! She's your sister, Glory, and she's a future Queen too! And you should treat her with as much respect as you treat Glory, Malfoy!"
"That's it, we're getting out of here," declared Malfoy.
Malfoy, his cronies and Glory walked away, as Glory's friends walked behind her. Harry, who was curious about Glory's four friends, caught up with the one trailing at the back, who had blonde pigtails, which she was twisting with her finger.
"Excuse me, can you come here?" asked Harry, and the girl, noticing Harry, walked to him shyly with confusion.
"Yes?" she asked.
"Hi. It's Lucy, right?"
"Yes, it's Lucy Landerville."
"Lucy, why are you and the other three girls hanging around Princess Glory? You're all so nice. Why would you want to be around such awful people?"
"Glory's not as awful as you think," replied Lucy. "She's nice if you're close to her! I don't know why she's acting like this, though. She never used to act like this, nor does she act like this when she's with us four. Neither is she this bad when she's with Malfoy!
"I have no idea why she's acting like this, and it's getting worse. I think something is making her do this, something inside her. Just believe me, Harry; she's not as bad as you think she is, nor is Malfoy as bad either. I wish you knew Glory a lot better, then you'd see."
"Why don't you tell her to stop!"
"I just can't, and I don't want to become enemies with her either. I'd rather be friends with a bad person than be their enemy, if you know what I mean."
"All right. You can go now."
Lucy Landerville caught up to the others quickly as Harry walked away to try and find his friends. He found them entering Hagrid's hut, so he rushed over to the little hut as quickly as possible and knocked on the door. Hagrid opened it, looking very concerned.
"Glad yer 'ere, 'Arry!" said Hagrid. "'Ermione and Joy really need some good friends right now."
Harry entered the hut as he saw his friends sitting on chairs. Joy and Hermione were crying on each other's shoulder. Ron tried to calm them down, but he was obviously not helping much.
"She called me a Mudblood!" cried Hermione. "Just when I thought more people were realizing how ridiculous judging people by their families is, someone else starts agreeing with Malfoy!"
"Glory said I look like a want to get pregnant!" cried Joy as well. "My own sister! Maybe she's right. Maybe I do dress like that."
"Don't say tha', Princess!" said Hagrid, taking a seat next to Joy, as she looked up. "Ye don't dress like tha'! Ye look very pretty. Believe me, Joy, I've seen worse! Glory's exaggeratin'."
"No really, I think I should be covering up more."
"And maybe I should just face it," said Hermione. "I'm a Mudblood!"
"Girls, don't think about wha' Glory said. Joy, ye don't dress like.... well.... like what Glory said. And Hermione, ye're not lower than anybody else j'st because ye were born into a muggle fam'ly! Ye know a lot mer magic than many wizards and witches born in magic families anyway!"
"You're right, Hagrid," said Hermione, giving Hagrid a hug.
"I think so too," said Joy, hugging him as well, "but I think I should be more careful of what I wear. I really think I should start wearing clothes that don't show much skin."
"Whatev'r makes ye feel bett'r," said Hagrid.
"Remember, Joy," said Ron, "I don't care what anyone says; you look beautiful in everything you wear!"
"Oh, Ron! That's so sweet!" said Joy, as she kissed Ron on the cheek, which obviously made him go red in the face.
"By the way, Harry," said Hermione, wiping away her tears, "why were you gone?"
"I was talking with Lucy," responded Harry, taking a seat. "You know, one of Glory's friends, with the blonde hair in braids?"
"Yeah, I remember her."
"I noticed that when Glory always made bad remarks, her four friends didn't laugh, nor did they seem like they thought it was funny. I caught up with Lucy and asked why she was hanging around Glory, even if she was so mean."
"And?" asked Ron.
"She said that Glory's not as mean as we think, and that she's always nice when she's around them. But there are certain times when something comes out of her and makes her say all those horrid things."
"I don't care what her friends say," said Ron. "All I know is that she's getting me mad, and she's prancing around with Malfoy and their gang, acting like a-"
"Ron!" shouted Joy.
"Sorry."
"Maybe they're right," said Hermione. "What if it's when she's with Malfoy when she acts like that?"
"No," replied Harry. "Lucy said that usually when she's with Malfoy, she doesn't act like that either."
"She's nice t' me too!" said Hagrid. "Whenev'r I pass 'er, she always gives me a friendly 'hi' and asks what's new."
"That seems so strange," said Harry. "One minute she's sweet, the next minute she's teasing and making fun of others."
"I don't know what exactly is going on either," said Joy. "She can be very nice at times with me, but there are few times, like today, that she gets out of hand."
"The only side I get to see of Glory is her bad side," said Ron, "and what it looks to me, is that Glory's going to the dark side!"
*****
That day would be the first meeting of the Defence Against the Dark Arts N.E.W.T. Club. Out of hundreds of students attending Hogwarts, only 40 N.E.W.T. students could be selected to be a part of the club. Luckily, Harry and his friends were in the club, and so was 6 other N.E.W.T. Gryffindors. Ten students from each house of those who signed up were chosen, and only students who were in their 6th or 7th year could join. Unfortunately, Malfoy, his cronies, Glory and two of her friends were accepted too. The other two of Glory's friends, Lucy Landerville and Ruth Simmore, couldn't go to the Defence Against the Dark Arts N.E.W.T. Club on Saturday, since that day of the week was the day Lucy and Ruth would write letters to their friends and family back home and their night to review notes.
All of the accepted students entered Professor Luigi's room in excitement as Professor Luigi was getting ready what muggles would call an 'overhead' or 'projector', and pulled down a white screen near the chalkboard. Once everyone was seated and the room was quiet, Professor Luigi went to the front of the room and started the meeting.
"Good afternoon, students!" greeted Professor Luigi with a smile.
"Good afternoon, Professor Luigi!" greeted everyone back.
"Welcome to the first meeting of the Defence Against the Dark Arts N.E.W.T. Club. I assume everyone who has been accepted is here? Good! Before I start, I would just like to explain to you more about what this club is all about.
" 'The Defence Against the Dark Arts N.E.W.T. Club' is basically a club where you'll get to learn more advanced and detailed strategies on defending yourself against the dark arts, but more importantly, it demonstrates the use of defence against the Dark Arts in the wizarding word, and it specifically demonstrates the work of Aurors. Oh, and we will also be discussing a few current topics facing the Dark Arts in the world today.
"Everyone in this club, if you didn't know, gets extra marks for participation of extra-curricular activities. And don't worry, we will not have exams in this club, nor will you be taking down notes.
"We are all lucky to have 3 great experts on the defence against the Dark Arts here with us today. Two of these magnificent people are of Their Royal Highness Princess Joy and Princess Glory!"
The students gave a round of applause for the two girls, as Joy gave one of her famous smiles and Glory nodded her head and grinned.
"We also have another person who has come face-to-face countless times with the Dark Arts, and has been successful in each one of those situations, and you cannot forget that he has always been helped by his two wonderful friends. Please give a round of applause for Harry Potter, and his friends, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger!"
Clapping filled the room as all three of them blushed. The only people who didn't applaud was Malfoy, his cronies and Glory, although her two friends did. After the clapping had died down, Joy rose her hand for a question.
"Yes, Princess?"
"Professor Luigi, would we be able to discuss about the world crisis and all the attacks in this club?"
"I'm sorry, we cannot discuss that," replied Professor Luig.
"Why not?" asked Joy curiously.
"You heard what he said," said Malfoy. "It's not our business to get into that kind of stuff."
"But-"
"No buts, let the professionals deal with it!" said Glory scowling at Joy, who looked very offended.
"I think I've finished talking about the club so we can start," spoke Professor Luigi. "Today, we will be discussing Dementors. Please focus your attention on the white screen as I start the magic overhead."
"The 'what'?" asked a 7th-year boy from Hufflepuff.
"It's a magic overhead," explained Professor Luigi. "If any of you students know any professors, muggles, or muggle-borns, you may know what an overhead is."
Malfoy snickered once he had heard the word 'muggle-born' and gave an evil grin at Hermione.
"The overhead reflects images onto the white screen. Since it's a magic overhead, it has magic features."
"Anything that involves muggles meddling with it is not magic at all," said Malfoy rudely.
Despite the comment, Professor Luigi ignored it and kept on going. He flipped the switch and up appeared a moving picture of three disgusting Dementors: hooded and haunting figures with greyish, crabby hands. A foggy, gloomy night was the background of the Dementors in the image. The Dementor figures moaned and reached, terrifying the students.
"Dementors, are the creatures we will be learning to defend ourselves from and discussing this meeting," said Professor Luigi. "I know these things guarded the castle a few years ago, but I'd like to do a little recap with you all about them.
"Dementors are nasty things in my opinion, and probably in all your opinions too. They are not dead, nor alive, not a creature, nor a human. They wear black cloaks which hide their faces and the majority of the body. The only part seen are the hands, which are slimy and scabby, with a greyish-colour to their skin. That is one... thing... I wouldn't want to shake hands with!
"As you can see on the screen, there are three Dementors shown," said Professor Luigi as he pointed a pointer-stick to the screen. "You can see how awful and disgusting they look. Gross!
"The Dementors suck the happiness of those who dwell near them, except for muggles who can't see Dementors, and most people's minds are inflamed with dread, sorrow and fear in their presence. They can even suck up the magic of a wizard. Terrible things, terrible things....
"They can be found in very gloomy and awful places. They usually live near swamps and mucky areas, places where not many wizards and witches would want to go.
"The only time they put down their hood is to give a kiss. No, not the kind of kiss your mom or dad gives you, neither the kind which your girlfriend or boyfriend gives you. This kiss sucks the soul out of a being, so you wouldn't want a kiss from them either!
"I found a picture of a Dementor's kiss, which I don't know how was taken, I could have put on the overhead, but it was too gruesome and horrid. It gave me a few nightmares. Ah well, I guess it's okay, considering that my nightmares of seeing my grandma in a bikini once in my childhood have stopped.
"Anyway, they are usually found in the Prison of Azkaban as guards, or as I said before, in swamps. But lately, they have been seen wondering the streets. They're guarding some of the corners in a few cities to make sure no attacks occur. However, there have been some Dementors causing attacks, going into alleyways and stalking people. Unfortunately, the Aurors, including me, don't know if this has anything to do with the kidnappings and attacks."
Professor Luigi put up another image on the magic overhead of Dementors invading the streets and watching people at the corners. The wizards and witches in the scene were horrified and traumatized. Harry remembered the terrifying feeling he had felt when the two Dementors had appeared on Privet Drive. The overhead was bringing back some of the horrible memories he had.
"I think those overheads have scared enough," said Professor Luigi, realizing how shaken the students were as he took off the sheet from the overhead.
"Maybe some of us more than others. Potter," mumbled Malfoy as he made a fake cough.
"I wouldn't talk, Malfoy!" said Joy. "You were clinging on to Glory for dear life when you saw those pictures!"
The students burst out laughing at the comment. Malfoy scowled at Joy, as did Glory. Professor Luigi cleared his throat to signal that he would like to get on with the meeting.
"There are many different ways to protect yourselves from Dementors," continued Professor Luigi. "The most effective spell is the Flaming Dementor Incantation. Dementors are mostly afraid of very luminous and bright fires, most of the time. This incantation literally sets aflame the Dementor after you with a luminous fire. Even though this might seem simple, it is extremely difficult to learn, and only very skilled wizards can do this. I am one of those wizards, and so are our lovely Princesses. So, we will not be learning this spell in our Defence Against the Dark Arts N.E.W.T. Club."
Large moans filled the room, as everyone was disappointed in not learning the spell.
"Can't you at least show us how it's like?" asked a 7th-year Ravenclaw girl.
"Yes, of course! At the end of the day, we'll demonstrate to you the incantation. But to learn how to protect yourselves from Dementors, we will be learning and practicing the Patronus spell, which some of you haven't learnt yet and some of you already have.
"When it is cast, the spell creates a kind of shield in the form of a creature to protect one from the Dementor. The Patronus is like a decoy for the Dementor, so it will not suck up your happiness and joy, nor will it hurt you in any way. The Patronus comes in many different shape. Each person's Patronus has a different form."
Hermione raised up her hand for a question.
"Yes, Hermione?"
"Professor Luigi, what does your Patronus take the form of?"
"It takes the form of my mom," said Professor Luigi. The students giggled a bit when hearing this. "What? Is there anything wrong with a mom protecting her son? Besides, once she gets mad, she can scare off anyone, even a Dementor!"
The class howled in laughter. Harry's eyes were getting watery from laughing too hard.
"When casting the Patronus Charm, you have to think of a very happy moment. Once you've picked a happy moment, think about it as you wave your wand and say, 'expecto patronum'.
"I'll demonstrate for you all, but first, I should tell you that to practice, we will be using a Boggart. I have the Boggart somewhere here....." he said as he pulled out a small chest, shaking as if something was inside it. "As you already know, a Boggart is a creature that changes into the thing that most frightens who it encounters. Instead, I'll put a spell on it so it will definitely change into a Dementor."
Professor Luigi got a hold of the chest and opened it the slightest bit so the tip of his wand could fit in.
"Boggarti transo demento changiorli!" he said, as the crack was illuminated by sparkling yellow light and the Boggart inside the chest was wiggling around. Once he was done, Professor Luigi took out his wand and closed the chest. "Before we get to practice, I would like you to see two demonstrations done. The first one will be done by myself, and other one will be done by Mr. Harry Potter, who is experienced with the Patronus Charm and has agreed to show us an example. Now stand back! I will do my example now."
Professor Luigi laid the chest at one end of the front of the room and stepped back to the other side.
"Alohamora!" he said, as the chest burst open and a haunting, dark figure swooped out. The figure took the form of a Dementor, which lurked closer and closer to Professor Luigi. "The moment I am thinking about is when You-Know-Who was defeated," told Professor Luigi to the class. "If you didn't know, I was one of the soldiers battling. Expecto patronum!"
A cloud of white mist shot out of his wand, and formed into a figure of a little, old Italian lady with an apron and a wooden spoon clutched in her right hand. The ghostly figure was between Professor Luigi and the Dementor, and was protecting the professor. The Dementor stopped in its tracks, as the figure made by Professor Luigi swung the wooden spoon at the Dementor, scaring it. The Dementor couldn't get passed the Patronus and was giving up. It was quite a funny sight, which made the students laughed.
"Ridikulus!" said Professor Luigi, and the Dementor popped and vanished from their eyes, and slithered back into the chest.
"Wasn't that a sight for giggles?" said Professor Luigi. "Mr. Harry Potter is up next for demonstrating to us the Patronus. Come up here, Harry!" Harry stood up from his seat and went to the front of the class. Professor Luigi showed him where to stand.
"Harry, we want you to tell us what event you've picked for your Patronus. Do you know what you'll be thinking of?"
"When I found out Lord Voldemort was dead," stated Harry proudly.
"Do you have to say his name?" questioned a 7th year Ravenclaw boy.
"The fear of the name only creates fear of the actual thing, Mr. Alex Johanson," implied Professor Luigi.
"Besides, he's dead anyway," said Joy.
At that moment, a strange look could be seen in Malfoy's face, as if he was keeping a secret and was trying to show he wasn't keeping one. Harry could tell he was hiding something, but Glory had the same expression too. Harry knew Malfoy's little secret, but he wasn't too sure of Glory's. Could she know what was happening around her?
"Let's just continue," said Professor Luigi. "Harry?"
"Ah, yes."
"I'll open the chest for you," said Professor Luigi, as he got out of the way of Harry and the chest. Once everything was silent, and Harry was ready, Professor Luigi cast the spell. "Alohamora!"
Yellow sparkles shot out of the professor's wand which opened the chest, as a dark figure slithered out. The Boggart quickly turned into a Dementor and headed towards Harry. Once he saw the dark figure of gloom, Harry's knees became weak and a chill of fear stroke down his spine. He became sweaty and his hands turned clammy. He closed his eyes and thought of the moment he found out Lord Voldemort was defeated....
Right when they started eating their fish and chips, they heard a humming noise. That humming became cheering. Harry could see through the window crowds of people hugging and cheering.
All four of them left their lunches and hurried out of Sweetsland. They soon found out that there was a parade with cheering people, who were saying something that was muffled up because of the crying and cheering. Remus, Ron's father, mother and Hermione's family rushed up to them, crying with joy.
"HARRY! HARRY! HE'S GONE! IT'S OVER! YOU DON'T HAVE TO WORRY ANYMORE!" shouted Remus with pure happiness.
"Who? What? How?" asked Harry.
"Yeah, Dad. What's going on?" asked Ron.
"You-Know-Who is gone! He's dead!" said Arthur Weasley.
"Yes, Hermione," said her father. "He's gone! Wizards and witches don't have to fear anymore!"
"Harry, he's gone!" exclaimed Hermione with tears in her eyes. "You don't have to worry about him going after you!"
"The war is over!" said Ron's mother, hugging everyone. "He's dead!"
A burst of joy sprung up in his heart and warmed him inside, making him confident and joyous. He repeated this event in his head over and over, while the Dementor was heading quickly to him.
"Expecto patronum!" Harry shouted, as he waved his wand with assurance.
A pale mist escaped his wand and took the form of a prancing stag of pure and glowing white. The creature stood in front of the Dementor and protected Harry from the terrible thing. The students awed and marvelled in amazement and wonder at the sight of Harry's Patronus.
"Ridikulus!" said Professor Luigi, and the horrible creature vanished.
The class clapped in approval as Harry bowed in pride. Professor Luigi was clapping too, and had a large smile on his face.
"Wonderful, absolutely wonderful! That was an excellent Patronus that Harry conjured up.
"I would ask you all to pair up with someone in the club and to move the desks to the side so you'll have space to practice with your partner. We won't be unleashing any Boggarts, so you'll only be practicing to create the Patronus. Afterwards, we'll have 2 students from each house show us their Patronus. You may already know how to do the Patronus, but it is still important to practice it. If you or your partner need any help, just ask me."
The students in the classroom paired themselves up with their friends and starting moving the desks to the walls. Joy paired up with Hermione, and Harry paired up with Ron. Both of them went to the corner of the room and started practicing their Patronus.
"You can go first," said Harry. "Remember, think of a happy thought."
"Why don't you go first?" questioned Ron. "You're the expect."
"Exactly! I already know this already. Besides, I already did the demonstration and you're going to have to learn how to do one sooner or later. Now try creating your Patronus."
"All right. So, I have to think of a happy moment?"
"Yep."
"The time I first asked Joy out was a really happy time. Wow, was that ever a great moment!"
Ron forgot about all his surroundings and remembered about that wonderful moment when Joy was hugging him with delight to go on a date. He became completely spaced out, and didn't even realize that Harry was waiting for him to do his Patronus.
"Uh, Ron?" said Harry. "You're supposed to think of it while you're doing the Patronus."
Ron stopped daydreaming and paid attention.
"Yeah sure! The spell's expecto patronum, right?"
"Yes, it is."
"OK!" Ron focused on that happy moment again and got ready to do his charm. "Expecto patronum!"
When he waved his wand to do the spell, nothing happened. Ron had a bit of disappointment in his face.
"Try again," encouraged Harry. "You'll get it eventually."
Ron tried to focus again. He waved his wand and said the spell.
"Expecto patronum!"
This time, a cloud of white mist popped out of Ron's wand, though it still wasn't a Patronus. Ron let out a sigh of sadness.
"Don't worry, you'll get it," said Harry.
Unfortunately, Ron made 30 tries at doing the Patronus Charm, yet failed at all 30 tries. After all 30 failures, Ron gave up hope.
"That's it. I can't do it!"
"Just try again, Ron!"
"Fine." Ron squinted his eyes in concentration and gave a twirl to his wand. "Expecto patronum!"
Finally, a ghostly figure jumped out of his wand and took the form of a Chudley Cannon player, hovering around on his broom and after a minute, vanished into thin air.
"That was bloody brilliant!" said Ron with glee. "I did it!"
"Ron, I think you are just a little bit too obsessed with the Chudley Cannons," declared Harry.
Ron gave a small nod in agreement, until Professor Luigi called for attention at the head of the class.
"All right, students! We will start our Patronus examples. We'll start with demonstrations from Gryffindor. Hermione, can you come up to the front?"
"Gladly!" she said with a smile, walking up to the front, as the Boggart was shaking in his chest. Hermioned rolled up her sleeves and concentrated.
"Alohamora!" said Professor Luigi, as the chest immediately opened and the shape of a Dementor floated out. It went closer and closer to Hermione, as she tried her hardest to relax and focus. With a wave of her wand, she said the charm.
"Expecto patronum!" she shouted.
A light mist popped out of her wand and transformed itself into the shape of Hagrid. The figure of the half-man, half-giant blocked the Dementor from Hermione, and was making it back off. The class gave a round of applause, while Professor Luigi said, "Ridikulus!" which made the Boggart slither back into its chest.
"Wonderful, Hermione! Now we'll have Princess Joy."
Joy skipped up to the front of the class smiling. She flipped her hair and readied herself for the Boggart. The chest opened, and the Dementor figure came closer a lot more quickly than any of the other students.
"Expecto patronum!" said Joy.
A white ghost popped out of the well-crafted wand and turned into a prancing, glorious, ivory white unicorn. The sight was gorgeous. All the students eyes followed the light steps of the gentle creature. The Dementor quickly backed off and vanished back into the chest.
"Well done, Princess! Absolutely magnificent! Our smiling princess is quite the expertise at Patronus Charms, but alas, she doesn't need to, nor does Princess Glory. For such powerful people like these two give off a great and powerful force field which protects them from many things. Because of this, once a Dementor is at least 3 feet near either of them, it will burst into flames. It is usually Magic Monarchs who possess this qualities, but there have been a few cases when some witches and wizards have become so powerful, they give off their own force field."
I wonder if Voldemort had a force field, wondered Harry, as he listened attentively to what Professor Luigi was saying. The thought of any Dementor not going near you gave Harry just a tinge of jealousy. If only he had a force field like that, he could have kept Dementors from lurking near him. At the mere thought of Dementors, he could feel the sudden rush of cold and icy rush he got when in the presence of the vile creatures. It would be wonderful to have such a field, because he would never have the taste of such a horrible feeling again.
He also wondered who were the other witches and wizards to be so powerful as to have a force field like that. Could Voldemort have had one? Or did he also feel the waves of complete terror when he was near a Dementor? Maybe he didn't feel the gush of fright, because he was already plagued with such evil and hate. Harry abandoned the confusing questions and continued watching the demonstrations.
The Defense Against the Dark Arts N.E.W.T. Club watched their fellow comrades as they cast their own Patronus. There was at least one student who didn't quite get the charm right at their first try in front of the class. Harry found it rather enjoyable seeing the different kinds of Patronuses his fellow students conjured up. He was quite interested to see as well the kind of Patronus that Malfoy would create.
"Alohamora!" said Professor Luigi, at the beginning of Malfoy's demonstration. The chest burst open to which let out the disgusting Dementor-shape that hovered out.
"Expecto patronum!" said Malfoy forcefully with a simple wave of his wand.
The form of a giant white and fierce snake slithered out of Malfoy's wand, protecting him from the Dementor-shaped Boggart. Harry, in a way, expected that his Patronus would be a snake. The only thing that seemed peculiar, was that the snake had a striking resemblance to a miniature basilisk, which Harry destroyed when he battled Tom Riddle in the Chamber of Secrets. Could this have anything to do with him allying himself with a reincarnation...or at least... some kind of form.... of Lord Voldemort?
"Fantastic, Malfoy! Now we will see demonstrations from the Ravenclaw house! Princess Glory, would you like to step up here for us all?"
"It would be my utmost please, Professor Luigi!" said Princess Glory, which showed how much she was sucking up to the Professor.
She sauntered majestically to the front of the class and stood a fair distance from the chest. Professor Luigi opened the chest, and the Dementor figure came out, and was heading rapidly towards Glory.
"Expecto patronum!" she shouted with a regal wave of her fine-crafted wand.
A rush of ghostly mist shot out of her wand and formed into a very intriguing sight. It was a hippigryph, such as the one she kept for a pet, that was the creature that was illustrated on her coat of arms. The winged lion stood tall like a human and had an air of human likeness. It was wearing magnificent and shiny armour like a knight. Its wings were spread out across and its sword was pulled out and was held in front of it. The Dementor stopped immediately, as the rest of the students were in complete shock. This Patronus was unlike any other they had seen. Not even the brilliant unicorn could match the sight of this. The Boggart went back into its chest and sadly, the Patronus faded.
"That is the best Patronus I have ever seen, Princess!" said Professor Luigi. "Oh, and I would like to talk with you a bit afterwards. May I, Princess Glory?"
"Of course, Professor!"
Another Ravenclaw girl (7th year) demonstrated her Patronus, which was a white figure of her large pet St. Bernard dog.
At the end of the meeting, Professor Luigi finally showed the club the Flaming Dementor Incantation. The Boggart burst out of his hiding place as Professor Luigi's eyes were concentrating on the Dementor form and his arm stretched out with his wand.
"Flamino dementorius!" he shouted with a twist of his wand.
A beam of flaming and blinding light spat out of his wand and shot directly at the Dementor. The Dementor became consumed in licks of blinding fire. The whole entire dark figure was lit up and its entire body (or what you would call a body) was aflame, spreading quickly. The Boggart could not stand it any longer, and turned back into a shapeless creature and went back to its hiding place. The students clapped in great approval at the glorious and interesting incantation performed by Professor Luigi.
"I've got to remember that spell if I ever come face to face with a Dementor!" whispered Harry to Ron. Ron nodded in agreement.
Author's Note: I'd just like to tell you a little funny thing that happened: You know that part when Professor Luigi explains of each professor? Well at the time, the 5th book hadn't even come out, so I just wrote that he didn't even want to talk about him. After reading the book, all I had to change was the 'him' to 'her'! It fitted perfectly! Anyway, I'm sorry if I made anybody too "Mary Sue", but at the time I first wrote this, I didn't know about Mary Sues, nor did I know of FanFiction.Net. Anyway, I'm trying to stop Mary Suing without chopping the plot. Oh, and for recap: actually, I basically talked about it in the beginning. So if you want to know what happened, look at the first author's note, or just read the chapter! (*PLLLLEEEEAAASSSEEE REVIEWWWW!!!!!*). The next chapter's called "A Secret Hallway", which starts off with Harry Potter and Cho's Valentine's Day (which by the way, I'm very proud of the card I made up that Harry gave to Cho) and the finding of a secret passageway that leads to some VERY important news, which means it's a VERY important chapter (except for the Valentine part). Oh and PLLLLLEEEEAAAASSSSSEEEEEE REVIEWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!
Going to the Dark Side?
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. I also don't own the text I used from Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them (which I indicated in the chapter). I also don't own the idea of the Venomous Tentacula.
Author's Note: Hey, everyone! Glad you're reading this. This chapter's about Glory "going to the dark side" and the first DADA NEWT meeting. Hope you like it!
"Good morning, students, and welcome to another wonderful day of Defense Against the Dark Arts," said Professor Luigi at the beginning of class. "Today, we are going to be learning about the last species of dragon we'll talk about this year: the Hungarian Horntail. I do believe you've made quite an acquaintance with a Hungarian Horntail a couple of years ago, haven't you, Mr. Potter?"
"Yes, Professor Luigi," admitted Harry.
"Considering you got to know a Hungarian Horntail, Harry, can you tell us what the Hungarian Horntail is?"
"A Hungarian Horntail is...." started Harry as he tried to remember the horrible time when he encountered one, "....a dragon with black scales with yellow, vertical-shaped eyes, with horns, wings and spikes along its back and tail. It can breath fire from 50 feet, and it's an extremely dangerous breed as well. Oh, and its eggs are cement-colour."
"For a moment there, you sounded a lot like Hermione," whispered Ron to Harry. Hermione heard what Ron said and scowled at them angrily.
"Wonderful, Harry. 5 points to Gryffindor. Yes, the Hungarian Horntail is, in fact, a black dragon with a spiked back, can shoot fire from 50 feet, and its eggs are cement-colour as well. We are going to be studying the Hungarian Horntail for about a week and then we'll start studying dementors, which a few of you will remember roamed the school during your 3rd year. And of course, I'm sure Mr. Potter had a very interesting encounter with a few."
"Yes, sir," admitted Harry.
"Class, I would like you all to turn to page 48 of Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander. We will read this section out loud. Soon after, I will be giving you a sheet of paper to draw in detail how the Hungarian Horntail looks like and it will be due next class. You will be able to start your illustration during class right after we discuss the reading. Ms. Granger, may you read us the text?"
"Certainly, Professor Luigi!" said Hermione, and then started to read:
" 'Supposedly the most dangerous of all dragon breeds-"
"They're not kidding," added Harry. Hermione scowled at him deeply for interrupting her, and Joy shook her head in disapproval. Hermione read from the start:
" 'Supposedly the most dangerous of all dragon breeds, the Hungarian Horntail has black scales and is lizard-like in appearance. It has yellow eyes, bronze horns and similarly coloured spikes that protrude from its long tail. The Horntail has one of the longest fire breathing-ranges (up to fifty feet). Its eggs are cement-coloured and particularly hard-shelled; the young club their way out using their tails, whose spikes are well developed at birth. The Hungarian Horntail feeds on goats, sheep and, whenever possible, humans*.'"
* taken from page 12 of Fantastic Beasts & Where to Find Them by J.K. Rowling.
"Excellent reading, Ms. Granger!" said Professor Luigi. "After reading how dangerous this breed of dragon is, who can tell me why it's so different from other dragons?"
Many people throughout the classroom raised up their hands, even the Slytherins.
"Mr. Malfoy, how about you?" picked Professor Luigi.
"The Hungarian Horntail is different from other dragons because it is a lot more lizard-like than other dragons," stated Malfoy. "It has horns and spikes, and it has an extremely long fire-breathing range. Their young are quite strong, their spikes being already developed at birth. The reason why it's so dangerous is that it will eat humans if possible."
Harry was quite surprised at Malfoy's response. If Harry didn't know better, he would have thought that it was Hermione speaking. Hermione glared at Malfoy with jealousy, while Ron and Joy were too dumbfounded to say anything.
"I couldn't say it better myself," said Professor Luigi. "7 points to Slytherin."
A large cheer was made between the Slytherins, as the Gryffindors gave a sigh of frustration.
"For more information about the appearance and characteristics of the Hungarian Horntail," continued the professor, "you can check page 150 of The Dragon Manual in Full Detail by Farley Gumkurk. Before starting on your assignment, I'd like to talk a bit about the weaknesses of this type of dragon, which we'll be talking about afterwards.
"The Hungarian Horntail is allergic to the slime produced by the Venoumous
Tentacula, which I have found out that you have studied in Herbology. Does anybody
know how the Venoumous Tentacula slime is used?"
Joy, Hermione and Malfoy's hands shot up.
"Joy, why don't you answer our question?"
"The Hungarian Horntail can be slain with a sword with Venoumous Tentacula slime," responded Joy.
"Wonderful! 2 points to Gryffindor. The sword which is used to slay the dragon has to be a specific sword. What type of sword is it?"
Yet again, Joy, Hermione and Malfoy's hands were risen the second the question was asked.
"Hermione?"
"The type of sword used to slay the Hungarian Horntail is a Mortinal Sword, made with a specific metal called megnacious, which cannot rust, stain nor be ruined from harsh chemicals."
"Magnificent! 13 more points to Gryffindor!"
"You could have used all that information for the TriWizard Tournament, Harry,"
implied Hermione.
However, Harry wasn't paying attention at all. He was starting to think again about Cho and the terrible experience she had. Even if it was a few weeks ago, Harry was still deeply sad about the event.
"Harry, are you all right?" asked Professor Luigi, concerned why Harry was in such a daze and not paying attention.
"Yes, I'm all right," Harry said, finally aware of his surroundings.
"Since you've had your little introduction to the weaknesses of the Hungarian Horntail," spoke Professor Luigi to the class, "you can start your assignment. Oh, I almost forgot: darting at its eyes is a good way to defeat it too."
The class took out their books and started drawing rough sketches of the Hungarian Horntail, as Harry thought deeply about Cho Chang with every stroke of the quill he made on his piece of parchment.
The bell rang, which signified the end of the school day. At the sound of the bell, everyone packed their bags and left for their common rooms.
"Mr. Potter, can you come here for a minute?" asked Professor Luigi as he was erasing the chalk board.
Harry wondered why Professor Luigi wanted him to stay. He sat down near the chair at Professor Luigi's desk as the professor finished erasing the board and sat at his desk.
"Harry," said Professor Luigi, "it seemed during the end of class you were distracted. Is this true?"
"Yes, sir," said Harry, nervous if Professor Luigi would punish him for not paying attention in class.
"Is there any particular reason why you seemed distracted? Are you disturbed by something?"
Harry paused and thought if he should be telling his teacher about his personal problems. Harry knew that Professor Luigi allowed him to talk openly to him if he wanted to express his feelings, but he just didn't feel comfortable talking to him about Cho. He wondered when he would be excused.
"Is it about Cho?" asked Professor Luigi.
Harry looked up and was startled at how he could tell what he was thinking.
"How did you know?" asked Harry.
"It was a lucky guess. I know you feel terrible about a girlfriend or someone you love being injured or experiencing such an awful time. I can understand this perfectly. Do you want me to listen to anything you have to say to make you feel better?"
"It's just..... Why did she have to endure such pain?" said Harry uncontrollably. He couldn't hold his feelings any longer. "She hasn't done anything to anyone. She's the sweetest girl I've ever met! How could anyone do this to her?"
"I'm glad you've told me this. Listen, Harry, the Aurors and I are looking into this deeply and are trying to find the culprit, or culprits. We're thinking that all of this would have to do with the attack of the Princesses' party, and the kidnappings. We're not too sure what your girlfriend has to do with all this. We suspect she knew something that the culprits didn't want her to know."
"Do you know what information she knew?" asked Harry.
"No, not at all," said Professor Luigi. "A colleague and I got an interview with Ms. Chang in the Hospital Wing. Unfortunately, she doesn't know any secret information, nor does she remember anything at all about the incident. Is there anything else you want to tell me?"
"No, Professor Luigi," denied Harry. "There's nothing else."
"Then you may be excused," said Professor Luigi. Harry swung his backpack on his shoulder and was about to leave the room. "Oh, Harry! Are you joining the Defense Against the Dark Arts N.E.W.T. Club? It's the last day to sign up."
"Yes, yes of course!"
"Great! Can I sign you up?"
"Absolutely! Can you sign up Ron, Hermione and Princess Joy too? Maybe even Cho?"
"Sure. Oh, and by the way, Harry, our first meeting was going to be about the Patronus and a dementor situation in the wizarding world. They're starting to put dementors at street corners and any suspected place where there might be an attack. I had a talk with Remus Lupin a week ago."
"You talked with Remus?" asked Harry.
"Yes," said Professor Luigi. "He's a top Auror, as I remember. He's doing very well. He told me that you knew the Patronus spell. Could you help me demonstrate it to the club, since by that time, the 6th years might not have started it yet?"
"Of course! Did you talk to any other previous Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers from Hogwarts?"
"Actually, Professor Lupin was the only one I could talk to. Professor Quirrell's dead, you can't have a decent conversation with Professor Lockhart, Professor Moody, actually Bart Crouch Jr., has gone to the dementors, and the teacher from your 5th year... My dear, I don't even want to mention her. You may go now, Harry."
Harry smiled and left the classroom. Just when he was exiting the room, Malfoy came in.
"Malfoy, what are you doing here?" asked Harry.
"Malfoy has requested to see me," responded Professor Luigi.
"Oh," said Harry, as he left the classroom.
Harry went to the Gryffindor common room to drop off his stuff, and then met up with his friends in the Great Hall.
"Oy, Harry!" called out Ron, pointing to a seat next to him at the Gryffindor table. Harry sat down quickly as he started putting food on his plate (chicken legs, peas and some salad). "Harry, why didn't you come sooner?"
"Professor Luigi wanted to speak to me," said Harry.
"About what?" questioned Hermione.
"He wanted to know why I was so distracted in class. I wasn't too sure if I should have told him, but he guessed it was about Cho anyway. I told him a bit of how I felt. I kind of feel better now that I've told how I felt."
"Did he say anything else?" asked Joy.
"He said that the Aurors are progressing in finding who did all this. They think that all the kidnappings and attacks are linked together, and that Cho might have known something that they didn't want them to know."
"We already found out the events were linked together a long time ago!" said Hermione. "That's so strange to hear that we're farther in our research than professionals!"
"That's because we've got inside information," said Joy, "and you're pretty much professionals yourself."
"Ah shucks, Joy!" said Harry. "You didn't have to say that. Of course, we also get help from a very powerful and magnificent witch - you!"
"Now you're making me blush!"
"What about what Professor Luigi said of that they think Cho knew some information about all this?" implied Hermione. "Could she have known any info?"
Everyone paused for a minute. Could she have known secret information to what was happening? Harry remembered that Cho didn't say that she knew any secret information when Professor Luigi had an interview with her. Could she have hid the information? Harry couldn't think of this. Cho, his girlfriend, could never do any of that.
"What about when we were dream-peeking?" suggested Joy. "Did Malfoy or that dark shadow say anything concerning Cho?"
"I remember that shadow called Cho 'the disloyal one'," said Harry. "What would they mean by 'disloyal'?"
"Obviously, it means that someone who isn't loyal," said Joy.
"But 'loyal' in what way?"
" 'Loyal' can mean many things, Harry!" said Hermione. "It could mean being faithful to a certain person, being devoted to or supporting a ruler, being trustworthy to a friend-"
"Hold on!" interrupted Ron. "What was the second thing you said, Hermione?"
"About being devoted or supportive to a ruler?"
"Exactly! Didn't Cho and Glory have a huge fight a week before Cho got attacked?"
"Oh yeah!" said Harry. "Glory was being really mean, and I remember how bad she punched Cho. She flew right across the Great Hall!"
"Didn't Cho say how we don't need the monarchy and how she was against that?"
"I recall that incident," said Joy. "I couldn't believe she said that. I was so nice to her, and then she goes off and criticizes my sister and I! However, I suppose she was angry and she wanted to get back at Glory."
"Even so, wouldn't she seem like a threat to Glory? And wasn't Malfoy with Glory when she said that? So when that shadow-dude said 'disloyal', it could mean that she was disloyal to Glory, who is where they get all their power and who is the root of all this scheming!"
"Of course!" said Joy. "They think she's a threat. That's probably exactly why the Ministers for Magic were injured; they were thinking of taking Glory's power away!"
"I still think Cho didn't deserve being hurt like that," said Harry in a sad tone. "She didn't deserve it!"
"Of course she didn't, Harry!" said Joy. "She'll get better, we'll get to the bottom of this, and everything will be all right."
"I sure hope it will."
The four friends discussed deeply that week amongst themselves about the whole entire plot to make Lord Voldemort powerful once again. They also noticed more rude behaviour coming from Princess Glory, and they noticed how 'evil' she was becoming. She acted very much like a snob, looked down on many students and didn't do anything when Malfoy made bad remarks, and she was making half those bad remarks too!
It was four days after they figured out why Cho was attacked when Glory seemed to get extremely out of hand. Harry, Ron, Joy and Hermione were sitting on a bench on the Hogwarts campus discussing classes while Harry looked at the construction wizards repairing the Quidditch field. Not too long and we'll be able to start playing Quidditch, thought Harry, as he dreamt about winning the Quidditch cup that year.
Then unfortunately, Glory, Malfoy and their cronies walked across the campus, pointing and laughing at many of the students. They stopped once they were near the bench where Harry and his friends were sitting. Harry got quite frustrated at this, considering he knew what would happen (let's just say it felt like déjà-vu).
"Here is the famous Harry Potter, Her Royal Highness (*in exaggeration*) Princess Joy, the cheap weasel and the muggle-born," snickered Malfoy. "Wouldn't this moment make a lovely picture on the front cover of Freaks 'R' Us magazine?"
"The only reason you're making fun of Harry is because you're jealous," said Hermione.
"Why would Draco want to be a scarred-face dweeb like Potter?" said Glory, as all of her friends giggled.
"Why are you like this?" questioned Joy as she got up from the bench and walked towards Glory. "You used to be so kind and wonderful, and now you're... you're... dreadfully and maliciously evil!"
"You've got a problem with that? You know, you may think you're kind, but you don't dress that way."
"What are you talking about?"
"You dress like you want to get pregnant!"
"I do not!" shouted Joy in a hurt voice.
"Yeah, right...."
A plump tear, followed by very many others, fell down Joy's cheek as those words from Glory were said to her.
"I can't believe you would say something like that to your own sister!" said Hermione as she got off the bench and tried to make Joy feel better.
"Just back off, you disgusting Mudblood!"
"Excuse me?!" gasped Hermione, as she couldn't believe Glory's words, which was the same reaction from Glory's four friends.
"I said, 'Back off, Mudblood,'!"
"I cannot believe you just said that," cried Hermione, then she walked away in the grounds.
Joy followed her Hermione away from the scene, and so did Ron. Glory, Mafoy and even Malfoy's cronies laughed, though Glory's friends were still shocked. Harry, who was left alone to face the wicked group, stepped up to Malfoy and Glory in anger.
"Why do you think you can go up to people and say such bad things?" shouted Harry. "I mean, come on! She's your sister, Glory, and she's a future Queen too! And you should treat her with as much respect as you treat Glory, Malfoy!"
"That's it, we're getting out of here," declared Malfoy.
Malfoy, his cronies and Glory walked away, as Glory's friends walked behind her. Harry, who was curious about Glory's four friends, caught up with the one trailing at the back, who had blonde pigtails, which she was twisting with her finger.
"Excuse me, can you come here?" asked Harry, and the girl, noticing Harry, walked to him shyly with confusion.
"Yes?" she asked.
"Hi. It's Lucy, right?"
"Yes, it's Lucy Landerville."
"Lucy, why are you and the other three girls hanging around Princess Glory? You're all so nice. Why would you want to be around such awful people?"
"Glory's not as awful as you think," replied Lucy. "She's nice if you're close to her! I don't know why she's acting like this, though. She never used to act like this, nor does she act like this when she's with us four. Neither is she this bad when she's with Malfoy!
"I have no idea why she's acting like this, and it's getting worse. I think something is making her do this, something inside her. Just believe me, Harry; she's not as bad as you think she is, nor is Malfoy as bad either. I wish you knew Glory a lot better, then you'd see."
"Why don't you tell her to stop!"
"I just can't, and I don't want to become enemies with her either. I'd rather be friends with a bad person than be their enemy, if you know what I mean."
"All right. You can go now."
Lucy Landerville caught up to the others quickly as Harry walked away to try and find his friends. He found them entering Hagrid's hut, so he rushed over to the little hut as quickly as possible and knocked on the door. Hagrid opened it, looking very concerned.
"Glad yer 'ere, 'Arry!" said Hagrid. "'Ermione and Joy really need some good friends right now."
Harry entered the hut as he saw his friends sitting on chairs. Joy and Hermione were crying on each other's shoulder. Ron tried to calm them down, but he was obviously not helping much.
"She called me a Mudblood!" cried Hermione. "Just when I thought more people were realizing how ridiculous judging people by their families is, someone else starts agreeing with Malfoy!"
"Glory said I look like a want to get pregnant!" cried Joy as well. "My own sister! Maybe she's right. Maybe I do dress like that."
"Don't say tha', Princess!" said Hagrid, taking a seat next to Joy, as she looked up. "Ye don't dress like tha'! Ye look very pretty. Believe me, Joy, I've seen worse! Glory's exaggeratin'."
"No really, I think I should be covering up more."
"And maybe I should just face it," said Hermione. "I'm a Mudblood!"
"Girls, don't think about wha' Glory said. Joy, ye don't dress like.... well.... like what Glory said. And Hermione, ye're not lower than anybody else j'st because ye were born into a muggle fam'ly! Ye know a lot mer magic than many wizards and witches born in magic families anyway!"
"You're right, Hagrid," said Hermione, giving Hagrid a hug.
"I think so too," said Joy, hugging him as well, "but I think I should be more careful of what I wear. I really think I should start wearing clothes that don't show much skin."
"Whatev'r makes ye feel bett'r," said Hagrid.
"Remember, Joy," said Ron, "I don't care what anyone says; you look beautiful in everything you wear!"
"Oh, Ron! That's so sweet!" said Joy, as she kissed Ron on the cheek, which obviously made him go red in the face.
"By the way, Harry," said Hermione, wiping away her tears, "why were you gone?"
"I was talking with Lucy," responded Harry, taking a seat. "You know, one of Glory's friends, with the blonde hair in braids?"
"Yeah, I remember her."
"I noticed that when Glory always made bad remarks, her four friends didn't laugh, nor did they seem like they thought it was funny. I caught up with Lucy and asked why she was hanging around Glory, even if she was so mean."
"And?" asked Ron.
"She said that Glory's not as mean as we think, and that she's always nice when she's around them. But there are certain times when something comes out of her and makes her say all those horrid things."
"I don't care what her friends say," said Ron. "All I know is that she's getting me mad, and she's prancing around with Malfoy and their gang, acting like a-"
"Ron!" shouted Joy.
"Sorry."
"Maybe they're right," said Hermione. "What if it's when she's with Malfoy when she acts like that?"
"No," replied Harry. "Lucy said that usually when she's with Malfoy, she doesn't act like that either."
"She's nice t' me too!" said Hagrid. "Whenev'r I pass 'er, she always gives me a friendly 'hi' and asks what's new."
"That seems so strange," said Harry. "One minute she's sweet, the next minute she's teasing and making fun of others."
"I don't know what exactly is going on either," said Joy. "She can be very nice at times with me, but there are few times, like today, that she gets out of hand."
"The only side I get to see of Glory is her bad side," said Ron, "and what it looks to me, is that Glory's going to the dark side!"
*****
That day would be the first meeting of the Defence Against the Dark Arts N.E.W.T. Club. Out of hundreds of students attending Hogwarts, only 40 N.E.W.T. students could be selected to be a part of the club. Luckily, Harry and his friends were in the club, and so was 6 other N.E.W.T. Gryffindors. Ten students from each house of those who signed up were chosen, and only students who were in their 6th or 7th year could join. Unfortunately, Malfoy, his cronies, Glory and two of her friends were accepted too. The other two of Glory's friends, Lucy Landerville and Ruth Simmore, couldn't go to the Defence Against the Dark Arts N.E.W.T. Club on Saturday, since that day of the week was the day Lucy and Ruth would write letters to their friends and family back home and their night to review notes.
All of the accepted students entered Professor Luigi's room in excitement as Professor Luigi was getting ready what muggles would call an 'overhead' or 'projector', and pulled down a white screen near the chalkboard. Once everyone was seated and the room was quiet, Professor Luigi went to the front of the room and started the meeting.
"Good afternoon, students!" greeted Professor Luigi with a smile.
"Good afternoon, Professor Luigi!" greeted everyone back.
"Welcome to the first meeting of the Defence Against the Dark Arts N.E.W.T. Club. I assume everyone who has been accepted is here? Good! Before I start, I would just like to explain to you more about what this club is all about.
" 'The Defence Against the Dark Arts N.E.W.T. Club' is basically a club where you'll get to learn more advanced and detailed strategies on defending yourself against the dark arts, but more importantly, it demonstrates the use of defence against the Dark Arts in the wizarding word, and it specifically demonstrates the work of Aurors. Oh, and we will also be discussing a few current topics facing the Dark Arts in the world today.
"Everyone in this club, if you didn't know, gets extra marks for participation of extra-curricular activities. And don't worry, we will not have exams in this club, nor will you be taking down notes.
"We are all lucky to have 3 great experts on the defence against the Dark Arts here with us today. Two of these magnificent people are of Their Royal Highness Princess Joy and Princess Glory!"
The students gave a round of applause for the two girls, as Joy gave one of her famous smiles and Glory nodded her head and grinned.
"We also have another person who has come face-to-face countless times with the Dark Arts, and has been successful in each one of those situations, and you cannot forget that he has always been helped by his two wonderful friends. Please give a round of applause for Harry Potter, and his friends, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger!"
Clapping filled the room as all three of them blushed. The only people who didn't applaud was Malfoy, his cronies and Glory, although her two friends did. After the clapping had died down, Joy rose her hand for a question.
"Yes, Princess?"
"Professor Luigi, would we be able to discuss about the world crisis and all the attacks in this club?"
"I'm sorry, we cannot discuss that," replied Professor Luig.
"Why not?" asked Joy curiously.
"You heard what he said," said Malfoy. "It's not our business to get into that kind of stuff."
"But-"
"No buts, let the professionals deal with it!" said Glory scowling at Joy, who looked very offended.
"I think I've finished talking about the club so we can start," spoke Professor Luigi. "Today, we will be discussing Dementors. Please focus your attention on the white screen as I start the magic overhead."
"The 'what'?" asked a 7th-year boy from Hufflepuff.
"It's a magic overhead," explained Professor Luigi. "If any of you students know any professors, muggles, or muggle-borns, you may know what an overhead is."
Malfoy snickered once he had heard the word 'muggle-born' and gave an evil grin at Hermione.
"The overhead reflects images onto the white screen. Since it's a magic overhead, it has magic features."
"Anything that involves muggles meddling with it is not magic at all," said Malfoy rudely.
Despite the comment, Professor Luigi ignored it and kept on going. He flipped the switch and up appeared a moving picture of three disgusting Dementors: hooded and haunting figures with greyish, crabby hands. A foggy, gloomy night was the background of the Dementors in the image. The Dementor figures moaned and reached, terrifying the students.
"Dementors, are the creatures we will be learning to defend ourselves from and discussing this meeting," said Professor Luigi. "I know these things guarded the castle a few years ago, but I'd like to do a little recap with you all about them.
"Dementors are nasty things in my opinion, and probably in all your opinions too. They are not dead, nor alive, not a creature, nor a human. They wear black cloaks which hide their faces and the majority of the body. The only part seen are the hands, which are slimy and scabby, with a greyish-colour to their skin. That is one... thing... I wouldn't want to shake hands with!
"As you can see on the screen, there are three Dementors shown," said Professor Luigi as he pointed a pointer-stick to the screen. "You can see how awful and disgusting they look. Gross!
"The Dementors suck the happiness of those who dwell near them, except for muggles who can't see Dementors, and most people's minds are inflamed with dread, sorrow and fear in their presence. They can even suck up the magic of a wizard. Terrible things, terrible things....
"They can be found in very gloomy and awful places. They usually live near swamps and mucky areas, places where not many wizards and witches would want to go.
"The only time they put down their hood is to give a kiss. No, not the kind of kiss your mom or dad gives you, neither the kind which your girlfriend or boyfriend gives you. This kiss sucks the soul out of a being, so you wouldn't want a kiss from them either!
"I found a picture of a Dementor's kiss, which I don't know how was taken, I could have put on the overhead, but it was too gruesome and horrid. It gave me a few nightmares. Ah well, I guess it's okay, considering that my nightmares of seeing my grandma in a bikini once in my childhood have stopped.
"Anyway, they are usually found in the Prison of Azkaban as guards, or as I said before, in swamps. But lately, they have been seen wondering the streets. They're guarding some of the corners in a few cities to make sure no attacks occur. However, there have been some Dementors causing attacks, going into alleyways and stalking people. Unfortunately, the Aurors, including me, don't know if this has anything to do with the kidnappings and attacks."
Professor Luigi put up another image on the magic overhead of Dementors invading the streets and watching people at the corners. The wizards and witches in the scene were horrified and traumatized. Harry remembered the terrifying feeling he had felt when the two Dementors had appeared on Privet Drive. The overhead was bringing back some of the horrible memories he had.
"I think those overheads have scared enough," said Professor Luigi, realizing how shaken the students were as he took off the sheet from the overhead.
"Maybe some of us more than others. Potter," mumbled Malfoy as he made a fake cough.
"I wouldn't talk, Malfoy!" said Joy. "You were clinging on to Glory for dear life when you saw those pictures!"
The students burst out laughing at the comment. Malfoy scowled at Joy, as did Glory. Professor Luigi cleared his throat to signal that he would like to get on with the meeting.
"There are many different ways to protect yourselves from Dementors," continued Professor Luigi. "The most effective spell is the Flaming Dementor Incantation. Dementors are mostly afraid of very luminous and bright fires, most of the time. This incantation literally sets aflame the Dementor after you with a luminous fire. Even though this might seem simple, it is extremely difficult to learn, and only very skilled wizards can do this. I am one of those wizards, and so are our lovely Princesses. So, we will not be learning this spell in our Defence Against the Dark Arts N.E.W.T. Club."
Large moans filled the room, as everyone was disappointed in not learning the spell.
"Can't you at least show us how it's like?" asked a 7th-year Ravenclaw girl.
"Yes, of course! At the end of the day, we'll demonstrate to you the incantation. But to learn how to protect yourselves from Dementors, we will be learning and practicing the Patronus spell, which some of you haven't learnt yet and some of you already have.
"When it is cast, the spell creates a kind of shield in the form of a creature to protect one from the Dementor. The Patronus is like a decoy for the Dementor, so it will not suck up your happiness and joy, nor will it hurt you in any way. The Patronus comes in many different shape. Each person's Patronus has a different form."
Hermione raised up her hand for a question.
"Yes, Hermione?"
"Professor Luigi, what does your Patronus take the form of?"
"It takes the form of my mom," said Professor Luigi. The students giggled a bit when hearing this. "What? Is there anything wrong with a mom protecting her son? Besides, once she gets mad, she can scare off anyone, even a Dementor!"
The class howled in laughter. Harry's eyes were getting watery from laughing too hard.
"When casting the Patronus Charm, you have to think of a very happy moment. Once you've picked a happy moment, think about it as you wave your wand and say, 'expecto patronum'.
"I'll demonstrate for you all, but first, I should tell you that to practice, we will be using a Boggart. I have the Boggart somewhere here....." he said as he pulled out a small chest, shaking as if something was inside it. "As you already know, a Boggart is a creature that changes into the thing that most frightens who it encounters. Instead, I'll put a spell on it so it will definitely change into a Dementor."
Professor Luigi got a hold of the chest and opened it the slightest bit so the tip of his wand could fit in.
"Boggarti transo demento changiorli!" he said, as the crack was illuminated by sparkling yellow light and the Boggart inside the chest was wiggling around. Once he was done, Professor Luigi took out his wand and closed the chest. "Before we get to practice, I would like you to see two demonstrations done. The first one will be done by myself, and other one will be done by Mr. Harry Potter, who is experienced with the Patronus Charm and has agreed to show us an example. Now stand back! I will do my example now."
Professor Luigi laid the chest at one end of the front of the room and stepped back to the other side.
"Alohamora!" he said, as the chest burst open and a haunting, dark figure swooped out. The figure took the form of a Dementor, which lurked closer and closer to Professor Luigi. "The moment I am thinking about is when You-Know-Who was defeated," told Professor Luigi to the class. "If you didn't know, I was one of the soldiers battling. Expecto patronum!"
A cloud of white mist shot out of his wand, and formed into a figure of a little, old Italian lady with an apron and a wooden spoon clutched in her right hand. The ghostly figure was between Professor Luigi and the Dementor, and was protecting the professor. The Dementor stopped in its tracks, as the figure made by Professor Luigi swung the wooden spoon at the Dementor, scaring it. The Dementor couldn't get passed the Patronus and was giving up. It was quite a funny sight, which made the students laughed.
"Ridikulus!" said Professor Luigi, and the Dementor popped and vanished from their eyes, and slithered back into the chest.
"Wasn't that a sight for giggles?" said Professor Luigi. "Mr. Harry Potter is up next for demonstrating to us the Patronus. Come up here, Harry!" Harry stood up from his seat and went to the front of the class. Professor Luigi showed him where to stand.
"Harry, we want you to tell us what event you've picked for your Patronus. Do you know what you'll be thinking of?"
"When I found out Lord Voldemort was dead," stated Harry proudly.
"Do you have to say his name?" questioned a 7th year Ravenclaw boy.
"The fear of the name only creates fear of the actual thing, Mr. Alex Johanson," implied Professor Luigi.
"Besides, he's dead anyway," said Joy.
At that moment, a strange look could be seen in Malfoy's face, as if he was keeping a secret and was trying to show he wasn't keeping one. Harry could tell he was hiding something, but Glory had the same expression too. Harry knew Malfoy's little secret, but he wasn't too sure of Glory's. Could she know what was happening around her?
"Let's just continue," said Professor Luigi. "Harry?"
"Ah, yes."
"I'll open the chest for you," said Professor Luigi, as he got out of the way of Harry and the chest. Once everything was silent, and Harry was ready, Professor Luigi cast the spell. "Alohamora!"
Yellow sparkles shot out of the professor's wand which opened the chest, as a dark figure slithered out. The Boggart quickly turned into a Dementor and headed towards Harry. Once he saw the dark figure of gloom, Harry's knees became weak and a chill of fear stroke down his spine. He became sweaty and his hands turned clammy. He closed his eyes and thought of the moment he found out Lord Voldemort was defeated....
Right when they started eating their fish and chips, they heard a humming noise. That humming became cheering. Harry could see through the window crowds of people hugging and cheering.
All four of them left their lunches and hurried out of Sweetsland. They soon found out that there was a parade with cheering people, who were saying something that was muffled up because of the crying and cheering. Remus, Ron's father, mother and Hermione's family rushed up to them, crying with joy.
"HARRY! HARRY! HE'S GONE! IT'S OVER! YOU DON'T HAVE TO WORRY ANYMORE!" shouted Remus with pure happiness.
"Who? What? How?" asked Harry.
"Yeah, Dad. What's going on?" asked Ron.
"You-Know-Who is gone! He's dead!" said Arthur Weasley.
"Yes, Hermione," said her father. "He's gone! Wizards and witches don't have to fear anymore!"
"Harry, he's gone!" exclaimed Hermione with tears in her eyes. "You don't have to worry about him going after you!"
"The war is over!" said Ron's mother, hugging everyone. "He's dead!"
A burst of joy sprung up in his heart and warmed him inside, making him confident and joyous. He repeated this event in his head over and over, while the Dementor was heading quickly to him.
"Expecto patronum!" Harry shouted, as he waved his wand with assurance.
A pale mist escaped his wand and took the form of a prancing stag of pure and glowing white. The creature stood in front of the Dementor and protected Harry from the terrible thing. The students awed and marvelled in amazement and wonder at the sight of Harry's Patronus.
"Ridikulus!" said Professor Luigi, and the horrible creature vanished.
The class clapped in approval as Harry bowed in pride. Professor Luigi was clapping too, and had a large smile on his face.
"Wonderful, absolutely wonderful! That was an excellent Patronus that Harry conjured up.
"I would ask you all to pair up with someone in the club and to move the desks to the side so you'll have space to practice with your partner. We won't be unleashing any Boggarts, so you'll only be practicing to create the Patronus. Afterwards, we'll have 2 students from each house show us their Patronus. You may already know how to do the Patronus, but it is still important to practice it. If you or your partner need any help, just ask me."
The students in the classroom paired themselves up with their friends and starting moving the desks to the walls. Joy paired up with Hermione, and Harry paired up with Ron. Both of them went to the corner of the room and started practicing their Patronus.
"You can go first," said Harry. "Remember, think of a happy thought."
"Why don't you go first?" questioned Ron. "You're the expect."
"Exactly! I already know this already. Besides, I already did the demonstration and you're going to have to learn how to do one sooner or later. Now try creating your Patronus."
"All right. So, I have to think of a happy moment?"
"Yep."
"The time I first asked Joy out was a really happy time. Wow, was that ever a great moment!"
Ron forgot about all his surroundings and remembered about that wonderful moment when Joy was hugging him with delight to go on a date. He became completely spaced out, and didn't even realize that Harry was waiting for him to do his Patronus.
"Uh, Ron?" said Harry. "You're supposed to think of it while you're doing the Patronus."
Ron stopped daydreaming and paid attention.
"Yeah sure! The spell's expecto patronum, right?"
"Yes, it is."
"OK!" Ron focused on that happy moment again and got ready to do his charm. "Expecto patronum!"
When he waved his wand to do the spell, nothing happened. Ron had a bit of disappointment in his face.
"Try again," encouraged Harry. "You'll get it eventually."
Ron tried to focus again. He waved his wand and said the spell.
"Expecto patronum!"
This time, a cloud of white mist popped out of Ron's wand, though it still wasn't a Patronus. Ron let out a sigh of sadness.
"Don't worry, you'll get it," said Harry.
Unfortunately, Ron made 30 tries at doing the Patronus Charm, yet failed at all 30 tries. After all 30 failures, Ron gave up hope.
"That's it. I can't do it!"
"Just try again, Ron!"
"Fine." Ron squinted his eyes in concentration and gave a twirl to his wand. "Expecto patronum!"
Finally, a ghostly figure jumped out of his wand and took the form of a Chudley Cannon player, hovering around on his broom and after a minute, vanished into thin air.
"That was bloody brilliant!" said Ron with glee. "I did it!"
"Ron, I think you are just a little bit too obsessed with the Chudley Cannons," declared Harry.
Ron gave a small nod in agreement, until Professor Luigi called for attention at the head of the class.
"All right, students! We will start our Patronus examples. We'll start with demonstrations from Gryffindor. Hermione, can you come up to the front?"
"Gladly!" she said with a smile, walking up to the front, as the Boggart was shaking in his chest. Hermioned rolled up her sleeves and concentrated.
"Alohamora!" said Professor Luigi, as the chest immediately opened and the shape of a Dementor floated out. It went closer and closer to Hermione, as she tried her hardest to relax and focus. With a wave of her wand, she said the charm.
"Expecto patronum!" she shouted.
A light mist popped out of her wand and transformed itself into the shape of Hagrid. The figure of the half-man, half-giant blocked the Dementor from Hermione, and was making it back off. The class gave a round of applause, while Professor Luigi said, "Ridikulus!" which made the Boggart slither back into its chest.
"Wonderful, Hermione! Now we'll have Princess Joy."
Joy skipped up to the front of the class smiling. She flipped her hair and readied herself for the Boggart. The chest opened, and the Dementor figure came closer a lot more quickly than any of the other students.
"Expecto patronum!" said Joy.
A white ghost popped out of the well-crafted wand and turned into a prancing, glorious, ivory white unicorn. The sight was gorgeous. All the students eyes followed the light steps of the gentle creature. The Dementor quickly backed off and vanished back into the chest.
"Well done, Princess! Absolutely magnificent! Our smiling princess is quite the expertise at Patronus Charms, but alas, she doesn't need to, nor does Princess Glory. For such powerful people like these two give off a great and powerful force field which protects them from many things. Because of this, once a Dementor is at least 3 feet near either of them, it will burst into flames. It is usually Magic Monarchs who possess this qualities, but there have been a few cases when some witches and wizards have become so powerful, they give off their own force field."
I wonder if Voldemort had a force field, wondered Harry, as he listened attentively to what Professor Luigi was saying. The thought of any Dementor not going near you gave Harry just a tinge of jealousy. If only he had a force field like that, he could have kept Dementors from lurking near him. At the mere thought of Dementors, he could feel the sudden rush of cold and icy rush he got when in the presence of the vile creatures. It would be wonderful to have such a field, because he would never have the taste of such a horrible feeling again.
He also wondered who were the other witches and wizards to be so powerful as to have a force field like that. Could Voldemort have had one? Or did he also feel the waves of complete terror when he was near a Dementor? Maybe he didn't feel the gush of fright, because he was already plagued with such evil and hate. Harry abandoned the confusing questions and continued watching the demonstrations.
The Defense Against the Dark Arts N.E.W.T. Club watched their fellow comrades as they cast their own Patronus. There was at least one student who didn't quite get the charm right at their first try in front of the class. Harry found it rather enjoyable seeing the different kinds of Patronuses his fellow students conjured up. He was quite interested to see as well the kind of Patronus that Malfoy would create.
"Alohamora!" said Professor Luigi, at the beginning of Malfoy's demonstration. The chest burst open to which let out the disgusting Dementor-shape that hovered out.
"Expecto patronum!" said Malfoy forcefully with a simple wave of his wand.
The form of a giant white and fierce snake slithered out of Malfoy's wand, protecting him from the Dementor-shaped Boggart. Harry, in a way, expected that his Patronus would be a snake. The only thing that seemed peculiar, was that the snake had a striking resemblance to a miniature basilisk, which Harry destroyed when he battled Tom Riddle in the Chamber of Secrets. Could this have anything to do with him allying himself with a reincarnation...or at least... some kind of form.... of Lord Voldemort?
"Fantastic, Malfoy! Now we will see demonstrations from the Ravenclaw house! Princess Glory, would you like to step up here for us all?"
"It would be my utmost please, Professor Luigi!" said Princess Glory, which showed how much she was sucking up to the Professor.
She sauntered majestically to the front of the class and stood a fair distance from the chest. Professor Luigi opened the chest, and the Dementor figure came out, and was heading rapidly towards Glory.
"Expecto patronum!" she shouted with a regal wave of her fine-crafted wand.
A rush of ghostly mist shot out of her wand and formed into a very intriguing sight. It was a hippigryph, such as the one she kept for a pet, that was the creature that was illustrated on her coat of arms. The winged lion stood tall like a human and had an air of human likeness. It was wearing magnificent and shiny armour like a knight. Its wings were spread out across and its sword was pulled out and was held in front of it. The Dementor stopped immediately, as the rest of the students were in complete shock. This Patronus was unlike any other they had seen. Not even the brilliant unicorn could match the sight of this. The Boggart went back into its chest and sadly, the Patronus faded.
"That is the best Patronus I have ever seen, Princess!" said Professor Luigi. "Oh, and I would like to talk with you a bit afterwards. May I, Princess Glory?"
"Of course, Professor!"
Another Ravenclaw girl (7th year) demonstrated her Patronus, which was a white figure of her large pet St. Bernard dog.
At the end of the meeting, Professor Luigi finally showed the club the Flaming Dementor Incantation. The Boggart burst out of his hiding place as Professor Luigi's eyes were concentrating on the Dementor form and his arm stretched out with his wand.
"Flamino dementorius!" he shouted with a twist of his wand.
A beam of flaming and blinding light spat out of his wand and shot directly at the Dementor. The Dementor became consumed in licks of blinding fire. The whole entire dark figure was lit up and its entire body (or what you would call a body) was aflame, spreading quickly. The Boggart could not stand it any longer, and turned back into a shapeless creature and went back to its hiding place. The students clapped in great approval at the glorious and interesting incantation performed by Professor Luigi.
"I've got to remember that spell if I ever come face to face with a Dementor!" whispered Harry to Ron. Ron nodded in agreement.
Author's Note: I'd just like to tell you a little funny thing that happened: You know that part when Professor Luigi explains of each professor? Well at the time, the 5th book hadn't even come out, so I just wrote that he didn't even want to talk about him. After reading the book, all I had to change was the 'him' to 'her'! It fitted perfectly! Anyway, I'm sorry if I made anybody too "Mary Sue", but at the time I first wrote this, I didn't know about Mary Sues, nor did I know of FanFiction.Net. Anyway, I'm trying to stop Mary Suing without chopping the plot. Oh, and for recap: actually, I basically talked about it in the beginning. So if you want to know what happened, look at the first author's note, or just read the chapter! (*PLLLLEEEEAAASSSEEE REVIEWWWW!!!!!*). The next chapter's called "A Secret Hallway", which starts off with Harry Potter and Cho's Valentine's Day (which by the way, I'm very proud of the card I made up that Harry gave to Cho) and the finding of a secret passageway that leads to some VERY important news, which means it's a VERY important chapter (except for the Valentine part). Oh and PLLLLLEEEEAAAASSSSSEEEEEE REVIEWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!