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Chapter 12
A blank feeling was resting inside Harry, as he watched Ginny eat her breakfast. Her face didn't look to happy to be forcing food down her own throat, but she contiuned away. It wasn't until Ron stabed him in the side, and pointed to his un-touched breakfast that Harry noticed that he hadn't eaten anything, either. As Harry slowly began eating, the owls began to flying in, sending excitement though out the great hall. Headwig landed infron of Ginny, leg out streeched. Ginny ocwardly leaned forward, with a very good feeling the letter was from her mother, and took it off Headwig.
"Want some bacon, girl?" Harry asked, holding out a chunk. Headwig hooted and took the bacon. Nipeing his finger, she took off again.
"From mum," Ginny wispered, looking at it nervously.
"Gonna open it here, or in the common room?"
"I'm gonna wait," Ginny answered, stuffing it into her bag.
"Oh dear god," Hermione moaned, looking at her watch, "Professor Evelyn asked us to be in class eairly today!"
"And?" Ron asked, blankly.
"We should get going- come on you two, let's move!"
"Alright, alright," Harry moaned, dropping his fork, "Bye hun," Harry said to Ginny, leaning across the table, and kissing her on the check. Ginny blushed a little, but smield anyways.
"Bye Harry,"
"Come on," Hermione wined, leading Harry and Ron out of the room.
"Why do we have to be there early?" Ron asked.
"I dont know,"
"Well, you're a big help Hermione," Harry yawned. As they walked into the class room- Harry stopped at looked at the teacher. She was wearing the blue outfit from the day before. Shaking it off, Harry made his way to his desk.
"Good morning," she greeted from her desk, "Did you see anyone else?"
"A few people," Hermione answered, "They're on there way,"
"Good," she answered bluntly, "Put you're books away," the students coming in seemed excited. DADA first thing in the morning was always the most exciteing class. Once everyone was sitting down, and quite, Professor Evelyn stood up and beamed at the class, "I suppose you want to know why I asked you all the come in early?"
"Well, that would be nice to know," Draco shot.
"Well, as you know, this class, and the 6th year class just finshed medevil DADA," wispers filled in around the class, "So, I asked the headmaster what he thought about me forming a little club pre-say. Where we use the medevil ways to dueling. No, not power staff- much to dangerous and hard to control. He pointed out it wouldn't be fair because the younger years wouldn't have as much partice, so then is dawned on me. What about something without spells? No nessarcly no magic- sometimes I know we have little 'bubbles' of magic that tend to pop- with or without a wand," her eyes settled on Harry, as he was reminded of the summer before his first year, "Yes, I thought. Something like- medevil swords play," the class broke into excited conversation. They where going to be able to play with swords, "Dumbeldore agreed. But, the final vote is up to you. All for?" all the class put up there hands, "Okay, well, motion carried."
"How will this word?" Hermione asked.
"Simple. The school will provide a sword for those who dont have one, or cant get there hands on one," she looked back at Harry. Harry knew which one he wanted- the sword of Godric Gryffindor he had pulled out of the sorting hat in his second year. "We will hold training classes, and then, we can hold compitions,"
"Can we use any sword?" Malfoy asked.
"Well, not any sword. I must approve of it," Malfoy frowned. Harry had a good feeling Malfoy would have used one that gave him a large advantage, like a few hexs on who ever hit the blade, "Alright, well. It's time for the lesson to begin, so everyone take out your text books, and turn to page 132- the black Apperation Charm." Harry flipped his book open, and look into the corner, there was a picture of a woman half there, but all around her was a black mist, "Used normally to stay quite when Apperater, Minstry members use the charm quite offent (like Auror's) in order to stay quite, and un noticed. An extremly powerful charm, some of the best wizards cant even use it. It, like Apperation requires a test to make sure you know what you're doing. But, it, unlike Apperation, can be used in side Hogwarts," she added, looking up from the text, "But those who do it without a lisences, will.. well, to put it nicely- they dont re-apear. Ever." a few worried faces flooded the room, "People who have been arested, and are still in Asbakban have the right taken away from them,"
"Can you do it?" Sesum asked from the back.
"Unimportant," Professor Evelyn answered. As she kept talking, Harry noticed something forming behind her. It was a dark smoke. The greyish smoke became a dark black, and Harry noticed a body forming on the desk, sitting down, "However, the charm also takes much more time to per-form. And most witches and wizards havn't even heard of it, due to the fact that it's discovery is rather new," Professor Evelyn didn't seem to notice all her students watching the body form behind her. It was witch in long white robes, that had red in them, much like the ones Professor Evelyn had worn the day before, but the blue area's wher now red. Harry watched her head slowly form- it couldn't be- there was no way- it was. The woman had fully appered, and had her right index finger pushed to her lips, as in the order the students to remain scilent. Her hair was up in a tight bun, and her blue eyes seemed more like Dumbledore's then the woman rableming on.
"Accutally," the woman on the desk spoke up, "It takes more engry- not less," the teacher turned around and saw that the other woman was now standing, "Hello,"
"You- but- how- I KILLED YOU!" wispers flooded the room in a hurry.
"No, you killed Amara Lavender. An Auror for the minstry of magic. She took the in order to keep my apperence when I got called away mission's for the minstry," she stoped, and smiled, "You killed the wrong person," Harry watched at the white cloaked Professor Dumbledore punched the dark cloaked Professor Evelyn.
"You bitch!" she hissed.
"Stop wineing. Harry- go get Professor Dumbledore. I'm sure the headmaster would love the hear he was right."
"I dont think so, boy," the fake Professor Evelyn pulled out her wand, and pointed it at Harry's head. Harry didn't really seem scard to have a wand pointed to his head. He took a deep breath, "Put down the wand,"
"Fine," Harry answered, droping it. A dark smile formed on his face, with a mistreous glint in his eyes. The door made the nose of it closeing, and everyone looked. Hermione and Ron where both gone, "Forgot there's a whole class here?"
"Shut your face" she ordered, "This is your fault!" she snapped, pointing her wand at the real Professor Evelyn.
"No? Really?" she asked, scastically, "I wouldn't have guessed. Now, give yourself up, and I wont have to hurt you,"
"You? Hurt me?" she laughed, a dark, cold laugh, sending chills up Harry's spin. Harry looked to the real professor Evelyn, he noticed she was clamping her wand tightly.
"You leave me no choice, Stupefy!" her voice echoed, the class all took deep breaths, as they watched the fake duck to the ground, and dodge the spell.
"Ya missed!" the woman proclaimed, "Expelliarmus!" Evelyn's wand flew into the air, over to the side of the room. The fake teacher pointed her wand at Evelyn's thoart, and laughed again, "Any last words?"
"I have one," she smiled darkly, "Bye!" poof. the black smoke formed around her, and next thing anyone knew, she was re-appering behind the fake. She wrapped her arms around her thoart, and pushed her to the ground, "EVERYONE OUT OF THE ROOM!" she ordered. No one questioned her, but ran out of the room. That is, other then Harry he waited at the door, waiting to see if his help would be needed.
"Let me go!"
"I dont think that would be wise,"
"Fine, have it your way- Incendio!" fire shot from her wand, onto the floor. Evelyn jumped back, letting her go. The fake wispered something, and the flame was gone. As she began to turn around, Harry watched her open her mouth again, "Avada Kedavra!" the green light shot out of the wand.
"HIT THE GROUND!" Harry yelled. No one questioned him, Professor Evelyn, and all the students hit the ground so fast, the spell shoot right out the door, and ble up a piller. Professor Evelyn re-appered behind the now obveous Death Eater. No one else would use that spell. Professoe Evelyn punched her in the back on the neck. She turned around, Harry was shocked as Evelyn quickly reached up, and stole the wand right out of the Death Eater's hand.
"You wanna fight me? The fight me," she snapped the wand, and dropped it on the ground.
"Have it your way," the two began to fight in hand to hand combat. Harry noticed that the fake wasn't a very strong or smart fighter, how ever the real Professor Evelyn was quick, and much stronger then she appered. It was with one strong punch, that the fake fell to the ground. Evelyn put her foot on her neck.
"You're going away for a very long time," the Death Eater called out in pain. Harry watched her skin bubble, and pull. Slowly but surely a rather skinny witch, with dark red hair, and bettie little black eyes, "Aww, Dianna Richmen. I remember you,"
"He'll come for me! He will save me- tell them how it was me that got them this far, this close,"
"You can also tell Voldermort that Evey says hi," there where many shivers, and a few high pitched squeeks at the mention of Voldermort's name.
"Deadly words, Dumbledore!"
"Yes, well- Tom never did like kindlyness."
"Come now, play nicely," it was Dumbledore's voice. Harry jumped off to the side a little, just noticing that the headmaster was standing right there.
"Class dismissed," Evely said loudly, "Out, yes, you too Mr. Potter," reluctantly, Harry turned and left. Death Eaters- in Hogwarts? How close was Voldermort? What was going on?
"...I mean honestly!" Hermione moaned. Harry walked over to them.
"I know!" Ron agreed, "It's bloody annoying- he's an old git he is,"
"For once Ron, I have to agree with you. Snape is a git. He really, really is,"
"What happened?" Harry asked, blankly.
"We ran to professor Dumbledore's office. Couldn't figure out the password. So we start yelling random things, and as we're yelling, Professor Snape comes along, and takes 50 points from Gryffindor for yelling in the halls! 50!" Ron answered.
"Did you explain to him what wasa going on?" Harry asked.
"Yea we did," Hermione contiuned, "Didn't believe us. Said that we where making it up, so right as I open my mouth to plead with him for the pass word, Ron open's his mouth and says, 'ear wax,' and right as Snape and I turn to look at Ron, the staue jumps to life."
"So, Snape thinks we where being disrepectful, and takes away 20 points. Hermione had to drag me into the stairs, and we made our way up to see Professor Dumbledore,"
"So we 70 points because there was a death eater in the school, and you where trying to tell the headmaster?"
"Well, no only 30," Hermione said, "Dumbledore gave us 40 points for contacting him,"
"Great," Harry sighed, as the three walked down the hall, "What period are we in?"
"It's still only the begining on first. And this was a double class- meaning we're free till lunch."
"Great!" Ron celabrated.
"Ron, you're teacher was almost killed- and you say 'great'?" Hermione asked, in an upset tone.
"Mean's I'll get to finsh my homework,"
"Ronald-"
"Mr. Potter," Harry turned around to see both Professor Dumbledore's standing there.
"Yes Professor's?"
"On you two go, he'll catch up with you," Evelyn said. Ron and Hermione sighed but nodded.
"Meet us in the common room Harry,"
"Alright," the three of them watched Hermione and Ron walk off silently.
"This is best talked about in my office I think," the headmaster said.
"Good idea, Uncle," Evelyn agree.
"Uncle?!"
"Let's just say the minstry got a few facts- for instants I'm not 20. I'm far from being 20. I 20 over 20 years ago,"
"Yes, well- we all know how reliable the minstry is," Harry muttered, both Dumbledore's smiled in amusement, "Uh- I mean.."
"Temperary deaf, Harry. Didn't hear a word of that," Harry smiled. This wasn't the first time Dumbledore let something like this slip, in his fourth year Harry had called Rita Seeker a cow, and Dumbledore did the same thing.
"Come now," Professor Evelyn smiled, "Matter's to attend to,"
"Indeed," and so the three walked off down the hall, in scilence. Harry was nervous of know what this was all about, but had a good feeling it was about one of two things- Ginny, or Voldermort.
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Ohh... the chapter decied to work and come up! Yea! This is a good day. lol. Anyways, still having computer problems. I leave in four days, but I think I can pull it off. Alright, so all of you beee goooddd liittttllleee bbbbooooyyyysss aaaannnndddd gggiiiirrrrrlllllsss aaaannnndddd hhhhiiittt ttthhaaattt rrrreeevvvviiiiieeeeewwwwww bbbbbbuuuuuttttttttttttttttteeeeeeeennnnnnnn!!!!
Alright, I'm done.
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Okay, dont really have much to say... so yea.
Enjoy Chapter 12
Disclaimer: ownage Evelyn Dumbledore, nothing else... and no money.
Chapter 12
A blank feeling was resting inside Harry, as he watched Ginny eat her breakfast. Her face didn't look to happy to be forcing food down her own throat, but she contiuned away. It wasn't until Ron stabed him in the side, and pointed to his un-touched breakfast that Harry noticed that he hadn't eaten anything, either. As Harry slowly began eating, the owls began to flying in, sending excitement though out the great hall. Headwig landed infron of Ginny, leg out streeched. Ginny ocwardly leaned forward, with a very good feeling the letter was from her mother, and took it off Headwig.
"Want some bacon, girl?" Harry asked, holding out a chunk. Headwig hooted and took the bacon. Nipeing his finger, she took off again.
"From mum," Ginny wispered, looking at it nervously.
"Gonna open it here, or in the common room?"
"I'm gonna wait," Ginny answered, stuffing it into her bag.
"Oh dear god," Hermione moaned, looking at her watch, "Professor Evelyn asked us to be in class eairly today!"
"And?" Ron asked, blankly.
"We should get going- come on you two, let's move!"
"Alright, alright," Harry moaned, dropping his fork, "Bye hun," Harry said to Ginny, leaning across the table, and kissing her on the check. Ginny blushed a little, but smield anyways.
"Bye Harry,"
"Come on," Hermione wined, leading Harry and Ron out of the room.
"Why do we have to be there early?" Ron asked.
"I dont know,"
"Well, you're a big help Hermione," Harry yawned. As they walked into the class room- Harry stopped at looked at the teacher. She was wearing the blue outfit from the day before. Shaking it off, Harry made his way to his desk.
"Good morning," she greeted from her desk, "Did you see anyone else?"
"A few people," Hermione answered, "They're on there way,"
"Good," she answered bluntly, "Put you're books away," the students coming in seemed excited. DADA first thing in the morning was always the most exciteing class. Once everyone was sitting down, and quite, Professor Evelyn stood up and beamed at the class, "I suppose you want to know why I asked you all the come in early?"
"Well, that would be nice to know," Draco shot.
"Well, as you know, this class, and the 6th year class just finshed medevil DADA," wispers filled in around the class, "So, I asked the headmaster what he thought about me forming a little club pre-say. Where we use the medevil ways to dueling. No, not power staff- much to dangerous and hard to control. He pointed out it wouldn't be fair because the younger years wouldn't have as much partice, so then is dawned on me. What about something without spells? No nessarcly no magic- sometimes I know we have little 'bubbles' of magic that tend to pop- with or without a wand," her eyes settled on Harry, as he was reminded of the summer before his first year, "Yes, I thought. Something like- medevil swords play," the class broke into excited conversation. They where going to be able to play with swords, "Dumbeldore agreed. But, the final vote is up to you. All for?" all the class put up there hands, "Okay, well, motion carried."
"How will this word?" Hermione asked.
"Simple. The school will provide a sword for those who dont have one, or cant get there hands on one," she looked back at Harry. Harry knew which one he wanted- the sword of Godric Gryffindor he had pulled out of the sorting hat in his second year. "We will hold training classes, and then, we can hold compitions,"
"Can we use any sword?" Malfoy asked.
"Well, not any sword. I must approve of it," Malfoy frowned. Harry had a good feeling Malfoy would have used one that gave him a large advantage, like a few hexs on who ever hit the blade, "Alright, well. It's time for the lesson to begin, so everyone take out your text books, and turn to page 132- the black Apperation Charm." Harry flipped his book open, and look into the corner, there was a picture of a woman half there, but all around her was a black mist, "Used normally to stay quite when Apperater, Minstry members use the charm quite offent (like Auror's) in order to stay quite, and un noticed. An extremly powerful charm, some of the best wizards cant even use it. It, like Apperation requires a test to make sure you know what you're doing. But, it, unlike Apperation, can be used in side Hogwarts," she added, looking up from the text, "But those who do it without a lisences, will.. well, to put it nicely- they dont re-apear. Ever." a few worried faces flooded the room, "People who have been arested, and are still in Asbakban have the right taken away from them,"
"Can you do it?" Sesum asked from the back.
"Unimportant," Professor Evelyn answered. As she kept talking, Harry noticed something forming behind her. It was a dark smoke. The greyish smoke became a dark black, and Harry noticed a body forming on the desk, sitting down, "However, the charm also takes much more time to per-form. And most witches and wizards havn't even heard of it, due to the fact that it's discovery is rather new," Professor Evelyn didn't seem to notice all her students watching the body form behind her. It was witch in long white robes, that had red in them, much like the ones Professor Evelyn had worn the day before, but the blue area's wher now red. Harry watched her head slowly form- it couldn't be- there was no way- it was. The woman had fully appered, and had her right index finger pushed to her lips, as in the order the students to remain scilent. Her hair was up in a tight bun, and her blue eyes seemed more like Dumbledore's then the woman rableming on.
"Accutally," the woman on the desk spoke up, "It takes more engry- not less," the teacher turned around and saw that the other woman was now standing, "Hello,"
"You- but- how- I KILLED YOU!" wispers flooded the room in a hurry.
"No, you killed Amara Lavender. An Auror for the minstry of magic. She took the in order to keep my apperence when I got called away mission's for the minstry," she stoped, and smiled, "You killed the wrong person," Harry watched at the white cloaked Professor Dumbledore punched the dark cloaked Professor Evelyn.
"You bitch!" she hissed.
"Stop wineing. Harry- go get Professor Dumbledore. I'm sure the headmaster would love the hear he was right."
"I dont think so, boy," the fake Professor Evelyn pulled out her wand, and pointed it at Harry's head. Harry didn't really seem scard to have a wand pointed to his head. He took a deep breath, "Put down the wand,"
"Fine," Harry answered, droping it. A dark smile formed on his face, with a mistreous glint in his eyes. The door made the nose of it closeing, and everyone looked. Hermione and Ron where both gone, "Forgot there's a whole class here?"
"Shut your face" she ordered, "This is your fault!" she snapped, pointing her wand at the real Professor Evelyn.
"No? Really?" she asked, scastically, "I wouldn't have guessed. Now, give yourself up, and I wont have to hurt you,"
"You? Hurt me?" she laughed, a dark, cold laugh, sending chills up Harry's spin. Harry looked to the real professor Evelyn, he noticed she was clamping her wand tightly.
"You leave me no choice, Stupefy!" her voice echoed, the class all took deep breaths, as they watched the fake duck to the ground, and dodge the spell.
"Ya missed!" the woman proclaimed, "Expelliarmus!" Evelyn's wand flew into the air, over to the side of the room. The fake teacher pointed her wand at Evelyn's thoart, and laughed again, "Any last words?"
"I have one," she smiled darkly, "Bye!" poof. the black smoke formed around her, and next thing anyone knew, she was re-appering behind the fake. She wrapped her arms around her thoart, and pushed her to the ground, "EVERYONE OUT OF THE ROOM!" she ordered. No one questioned her, but ran out of the room. That is, other then Harry he waited at the door, waiting to see if his help would be needed.
"Let me go!"
"I dont think that would be wise,"
"Fine, have it your way- Incendio!" fire shot from her wand, onto the floor. Evelyn jumped back, letting her go. The fake wispered something, and the flame was gone. As she began to turn around, Harry watched her open her mouth again, "Avada Kedavra!" the green light shot out of the wand.
"HIT THE GROUND!" Harry yelled. No one questioned him, Professor Evelyn, and all the students hit the ground so fast, the spell shoot right out the door, and ble up a piller. Professor Evelyn re-appered behind the now obveous Death Eater. No one else would use that spell. Professoe Evelyn punched her in the back on the neck. She turned around, Harry was shocked as Evelyn quickly reached up, and stole the wand right out of the Death Eater's hand.
"You wanna fight me? The fight me," she snapped the wand, and dropped it on the ground.
"Have it your way," the two began to fight in hand to hand combat. Harry noticed that the fake wasn't a very strong or smart fighter, how ever the real Professor Evelyn was quick, and much stronger then she appered. It was with one strong punch, that the fake fell to the ground. Evelyn put her foot on her neck.
"You're going away for a very long time," the Death Eater called out in pain. Harry watched her skin bubble, and pull. Slowly but surely a rather skinny witch, with dark red hair, and bettie little black eyes, "Aww, Dianna Richmen. I remember you,"
"He'll come for me! He will save me- tell them how it was me that got them this far, this close,"
"You can also tell Voldermort that Evey says hi," there where many shivers, and a few high pitched squeeks at the mention of Voldermort's name.
"Deadly words, Dumbledore!"
"Yes, well- Tom never did like kindlyness."
"Come now, play nicely," it was Dumbledore's voice. Harry jumped off to the side a little, just noticing that the headmaster was standing right there.
"Class dismissed," Evely said loudly, "Out, yes, you too Mr. Potter," reluctantly, Harry turned and left. Death Eaters- in Hogwarts? How close was Voldermort? What was going on?
"...I mean honestly!" Hermione moaned. Harry walked over to them.
"I know!" Ron agreed, "It's bloody annoying- he's an old git he is,"
"For once Ron, I have to agree with you. Snape is a git. He really, really is,"
"What happened?" Harry asked, blankly.
"We ran to professor Dumbledore's office. Couldn't figure out the password. So we start yelling random things, and as we're yelling, Professor Snape comes along, and takes 50 points from Gryffindor for yelling in the halls! 50!" Ron answered.
"Did you explain to him what wasa going on?" Harry asked.
"Yea we did," Hermione contiuned, "Didn't believe us. Said that we where making it up, so right as I open my mouth to plead with him for the pass word, Ron open's his mouth and says, 'ear wax,' and right as Snape and I turn to look at Ron, the staue jumps to life."
"So, Snape thinks we where being disrepectful, and takes away 20 points. Hermione had to drag me into the stairs, and we made our way up to see Professor Dumbledore,"
"So we 70 points because there was a death eater in the school, and you where trying to tell the headmaster?"
"Well, no only 30," Hermione said, "Dumbledore gave us 40 points for contacting him,"
"Great," Harry sighed, as the three walked down the hall, "What period are we in?"
"It's still only the begining on first. And this was a double class- meaning we're free till lunch."
"Great!" Ron celabrated.
"Ron, you're teacher was almost killed- and you say 'great'?" Hermione asked, in an upset tone.
"Mean's I'll get to finsh my homework,"
"Ronald-"
"Mr. Potter," Harry turned around to see both Professor Dumbledore's standing there.
"Yes Professor's?"
"On you two go, he'll catch up with you," Evelyn said. Ron and Hermione sighed but nodded.
"Meet us in the common room Harry,"
"Alright," the three of them watched Hermione and Ron walk off silently.
"This is best talked about in my office I think," the headmaster said.
"Good idea, Uncle," Evelyn agree.
"Uncle?!"
"Let's just say the minstry got a few facts- for instants I'm not 20. I'm far from being 20. I 20 over 20 years ago,"
"Yes, well- we all know how reliable the minstry is," Harry muttered, both Dumbledore's smiled in amusement, "Uh- I mean.."
"Temperary deaf, Harry. Didn't hear a word of that," Harry smiled. This wasn't the first time Dumbledore let something like this slip, in his fourth year Harry had called Rita Seeker a cow, and Dumbledore did the same thing.
"Come now," Professor Evelyn smiled, "Matter's to attend to,"
"Indeed," and so the three walked off down the hall, in scilence. Harry was nervous of know what this was all about, but had a good feeling it was about one of two things- Ginny, or Voldermort.
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Ohh... the chapter decied to work and come up! Yea! This is a good day. lol. Anyways, still having computer problems. I leave in four days, but I think I can pull it off. Alright, so all of you beee goooddd liittttllleee bbbbooooyyyysss aaaannnndddd gggiiiirrrrrlllllsss aaaannnndddd hhhhiiittt ttthhaaattt rrrreeevvvviiiiieeeeewwwwww bbbbbbuuuuuttttttttttttttttteeeeeeeennnnnnnn!!!!
Alright, I'm done.
-Night Oasis.