The Second Star
9
Dementor Violence

"Is it true that she's really strict Harry," Neville asked the very next night. The Griffindors were soon going to have their first DADA class.

"Well, she's really serious about Defense Against the Dark Arts," Harry said.

"Serious! Harry she docked every Hufflepuff one point yesterday. Do you realize how many points that is," Ron asked.

"And Hannah told me that she abused a dementor she captured. How low one must be to abuse fear," Hermione said. Harry stood up.

"I'm going to help Adhara. You just wait until she releases the dementor in class or maybe you forgot what they felt like," Harry spat. He left and went to the DADA classroom.

"Hey Harry, you're early," Adhara said with a yawn. "I just got done feeding my subject." She yawned again.

"Adhara, when you say feeding...are you letting that thing feed on you," Harry asked.

"Well how else would I feed it? Do you want me to let it loose on the grounds or something," Adhara asked.

"But you just let it," Harry asked horrified.

"Just drop it Harry," Adhara said as the classroom started filling with students. "Everyone stand and keep your wands out for Professor Potter to collect."

Harry walked around the room with a bucket collecting the wands. Some of the students looked at him nervously but he kept quiet. He went and handed the bucket to Adhara who pulled out two wands.

"Longbottom and Weasley take these to seats here." This continued until everyone was seated. "Just because I have to ask, who doesn't believe Voldemort's back? No one, good that saves time and strength. Until every student can fight a fully powered dementor we will be studying them. I'm basically going to arm you against Voldemort and his followers. If you were in the D.A. last year then you have some experience. Granger, please demonstrate the Patronus Charm."

"Do you want it aimed at the dementor Professor," Hermione asked.

"No, that will come later," Adhara said.

"Expecto Patronum," Hermione said pointing at the desk. The silvery otter started bounding towards the dementor. Adhara's hands glowed silver and she snatched it in mid-bound.

"Very good Granger," Adhara said as the otter evaporated. "Everyone try it now. Professor Potter will instruct you and I'll keep you from getting too far ahead." Adhara's whole form glowed silver.

"Right, well you must concentrate on a really happy memory and then say the incantation," Harry explained. "The concept is easy but this is not easy. Some of you might not be able to do it against a dementor at all. Yes?"

"I heard dementors make everything feel cold and depressing and that they glide around looking for souls. Why is this one just standing there and I feel normal," a first year asked.

"Professor Black bound it to the room and put a bit on it's mouth. It's under very good control," Harry said.

"Enough questions, practice the incantation," Adhara said.

Soon the room was full of vapor and a few animals. The animals went for the dementor but Adhara always blocked them.

"Why is she protecting that thing," Neville whispered to Ron. "It's a dementor, it serves him and she won't let a thing harm it."

"It is a bit weird. I wonder if Harry noticed? Maybe we should tell him that she's defending it," Ron whispered back conjuring another mist.

"And have him get all defensive! You saw him storm off when Hermione accused her of abusing the thing," Neville said.

"Professor Black, Professor Black, am I doing it right, Professor Black" a small first year called.

The dementor gave a long wail and turned its head towards Adhara. It started screeching and wailing louder and struggling against its bonds.

"Black, I will destroy thee! I will get thee! Thee will fall and join thy father in thy grave! May thee rot in thy filth of thy people," the dementor screeched.

Everyone stopped what they were doing. All of the Patronuses and mists disappeared and all of the breathing seemed to have stopped. Adhara could sense every eye on her. Fiery sparks shot from her eyes and she rose a few inches off the ground.

"I wouldn't be so sure of yourself if I were you, Adhara growled.

In a wisp of scarlet smoke she disappeared and reappeared in front of the dementor. She grabbed where its neck would be with a silvery hand. The dementor shrieked.

"Peaksa ourya ongueta," Adhara chanted.

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"I have never seen anyone so mad and I grew up with Mum yelling at Fred and George," Ron said as he climbed into bed.

"It was good that you stopped her and dismissed class Harry," Neville added. "She looked ready to kill."

"She's related to Sirius Black! She's got some power to her," Seamus Finnigan said in awe.

"Sirius Black was her uncle. Her father was Regulas Black, he was a Death Eater but Voldemort killed him for marrying her mum, a Muggle," Neville said.

"She has Death Eater in her? Why is she so powerful," Dean Thomas asked. "Are Death Eaters modified or something?"

"She's the only magical descendant of Merlin. Sirius Black was a good guy. She can't help her lines and Voldemort's going to try and get her," Harry said dully.

"Merlin!"

"Black a good guy?"

"You-Know-Who!"

"A good guy?"

"Will you two shut up? Ron and Neville can tell you what's going on. I'm going for a walk," Harry said annoyed.

'Of course Sirius was a good guy! He was in the Order both times. People were stupid to accuse him.'

A loud screech interrupted his thoughts. He was outside the DADA classroom. The wailing continued followed by undistinguishable words from a harsh voice. Harry opened the door a crack.

"Tell me what's going on," Adhara said harshly. She threw a fistful of fire at it and it caught on fire. "Tell me or I'll burn you. After I'm done with you I'll find more dementors and burn them as well."

"My Lord wants thy," the dementor wailed. Water shot from Adhara's hand and extinguished the fire.

"Why does he want me? What did I ever do to him? Talk or I'll torch the lot of you. You dementors can't hide from me," Adhara threatened.

"Thee does not know," it screeched.

"I see you are truthful. Tell me where Voldemort is. Tell me his plans," Adhara said fire appearing in her hand.

"Thee knows not! Thee serves another like thyself," the dementor rattled. The fire went out and Adhara turned to the door. "Food, binder said!"

"Fine, you'll get food," Adhara said.

She waved her hand and Harry felt coldness wash over him. He reached for his wand but that would give him away. He sunk to his knees and watched the dementor suck in air around Adhara. It was radiating off of her, her feelings. She waved her hand again and the air grew warm.

"I'll help you to your dorm Harry," Adhara said pulling him up.