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TheGreatFox2000= Wow... I didn't know that Corsair meant 'Bringer of the Dark'. It's just a name I got from Lord of the Rings... the Corsairs of Umbar (Corsairs meaning Pirates). But that's a cool coincidence. :-)
Disclaimer: I ain't repeatin' it. :-)
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The next day, Ron woke up early, earlier that the other boys in his dorm. He couldn't get back to sleep, and so he got up and got dressed, and went down to the Great Hall for breakfast. There were quite a few teachers already eating, and a few students; there were about five or six Slytherins, four Hufflepuffs, and three Ravenclaws. Ron was the only Gryffindor at the moment, and so he sat down alone at the Gryffindor table and began piling food onto his plate.
As soon as Ron was done eating, which was a half hour later, more students started to show up. Kelsey was not among them, so Ron got a couple pieces of toast for her, and got up from the Gryffindor table. He said good morning to Greg and Westley as they passed by, and continued his way to the Gryffindor tower.
When he reached the portrait leading to the Gryffindor common room, he saw it open, and Kelsey step out into the corridor. She looked up at Ron and smiled.
"Morning, Ron," she said.
"Good morning," said Ron. "I've brought you some toast, if you're hungry." He held out the two pieces of toast to his friend.
"That was sweet of you," said Kelsey, taking the toast. "Thank you."
"No problem," said Ron. He put his hands in the pockets of his robe. "So...er...do you want to go into the common room and eat that?"
Kelsey nodded, and brushed a few strand of her red hair out of her face. "Yeah..."
So Ron and Kelsey went back throught the portrait hole, and sat down on a couch in front of the empty fire place. Ron rested his feet on a nearby chair, and leaned his head back and closed his eyes. Kelsey looked at him, as she finished eating her toast. He had almost kissed her the day before on the train. Kelsey wondered at this. Was it because he had feelings for her? Was it because he liked her? Kelsey did like him, but she wasn't about to tell him that. He was her friend, and she didn't want any awkwardness to interfere with their friendship. Although, that awkwardness might not be a bad thing...Kelsey blinked, and found that Ron was looking at her.
"Oh, you're done eating?"
Kelsey nodded. "Yeah, I'm done," she said, getting up from the couch. "Come on, let's get our school things. We have DADA next."
She headed towards the girls dormitories, and Ron watched her go. Then he got up, and headed to his own dormitory to get his school things. When he reached his dorm, he found it empty. Derrick and Michael had already gone down to breakfast. Ron picked up his wand, and put the school things that he would need for that day into his school bag, and then went back down to the common room to wait for Kelsey. She came down a few minutes later, with her school bag hanging off of one shoulder.
Ron smiled. "Well, shall we get going?" As if to emphasize this, the bell rang for all the students to get to class.
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"I want you all to sit down and put away everything. Today's lesson will only be a demonstration."
The fifth year Gryffindors did as Lupin told them. Kelsey looked at Ron curiously, who shrugged.
"Er...Professor..." Kelsey began, when everyone had finished putting their things away.
"Yes, Miss Longbottom?"
"What exactly do you mean by demonstration?"
"Miss Longbottom has an excellent question," Lupin told the class. "And I will tell you the answer in just a moment. First, however, could anyone tell me what an Unforgivable Curse is?"
Ron knew the answer; his dad had told him what an Unforgivable curse was, and which curses were unforgivable. He raised his hand.
"Yes, Ron?"
"An Unforgivable Curse is a curse that, when used on another human, will land you a life sentence in Azkaban."
"That's very true, and I'm sure none of you are very keen on spending the rest of your life with Dementors gliding around." There was a general murmur of agreement, and Lupin continued. "Now can anyone tell me what the Unforgivable Curses are?"
Greg Lustave raised his hand.
"Mr. Lustave?"
"There's one called the Imperious Curse."
Ron knew that his dad had been put under this curse, as well as all the Unforgivables, but hardly anyone knew that.
"Yes, and it gave the Ministry a lot of trouble at one time," said Lupin. "What it does is force someone to do something against their will. It can be fought, however. And Dumbledore does want me to put it on each of you in turn to see how you cope with it, but that will be sometime later." Lupin pulled a jar out from under his desk, and in it were three mice. "I will, however, demonstrate the Imperious Curse now on one of these mice." Lupin pulled out one of the mice, and set it on the desk, raised his wand, and cried out, "IMPERIO!"
Instantly, the mouse got up on its two hind legs, and began tap dancing across the desk. Then it started doing cartwheels, and ended it's show with a back-flip. Lupin lifted his wand, and put the mouse back in the jar.
A black haired girl by the name of Rachel Hampton raised her hand.
"Yes, Rachel?"
"There's another one... It's called the Cruciatus Curse," she said.
"Yes, the Cruciatus Curse. It causes immense pain to the receiver. Like thousands of sharp knives pressing into every inch of your body. If left under this curse long enough, you will be insane."
"Have you been under this curse before, Professor?" asked Michael Gellar.
"No, Mr. Gellar, I have not. Though I do know someone who has, and according to him, it's not a very pleasant curse to get hit with." Ron knew Lupin was talking about his dad, Harry. Lupin took another mouse out of the jar, and set it on the desk, and enlarged it. Then he cried, "CRUCIO!"
The mouse's legs went to it's body, and the tail, and the mouse began twitching horribly. Just when Ron thought the mouse was going to die from the torture, Lupin lifted the curse, and put the mouse back in the jar.
"There is one more Unforgivable Curse," he said. "Can anyone tell me what it is?" Ron raised his hand. "Yes, Ron?"
"There's Avada Kedavra. The Killing Curse."
Lupin looked at Ron. "Yes, you would know about that one." No one needed for Lupin to explain that Ron's dad was the only person to ever have survived the Killing Curse. Lupin took the last mouse out of the jar, and set it on the desk. "AVADA KEDAVRA!" There was a blinding flash of green light, a rushing sound, and the mouse keeled over, dead. The class stared at it.
"I think we'll leave the class here for today," said Lupin. "For homework, an essay telling me all that you know about the Unforgivable Curses. You may go." The class got up and filed out, Ron and Kelsey waved good bye to Lupin, and then they, too, left.
The rest of Ron's classes that day were enjoyable, as were his classes the next day, and the day after. Finally it was the weekend. Ron woke up on Saturday morning, and found that the others were already at breakfast. He got up and got dressed, and went down to the common room, where he found that Kelsey was also just walking into the common room.
"Morning, Kels. Sleep well?"
"Not really," Kelsey replied, stifling a yawn. "But I'm sure I'll manage."
Ron let Kelsey go through the portrait hole first, and then followed after her. Together they walked down to the Great Hall, where most of the school already was.
When Ron was on his second helping of scrambled eggs, the usual owls swooped in, carrying the morning's post, dropping mail to the people who had received something. Ron received a note from his parents, wishing him a good first week at school. After reading the letter, Ron looked over at Kelsey, who was reading the Daily Prophet. She was just sipping some Pumpkin juice, when all of a sudden, she spit it out.
"What's wrong?" Ron asked.
For answer, Kelsey spread out the paper in front of them both, and motioned for Ron to read the article.
"Death Eaters Spotted Near Hogwarts," Ron read. "What?!"
"Read on," said Kelsey.
Ron turned back to the article. "Wizarding community has been warned that a four of the defeated Voldemort's supporters are still on the loose: Bellatrix and Rodolphus Lestrange, Lucius Malfoy, and Anton Dolohov. These four have been spotted near the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, of which Albus Dumbledore is headmaster. 'We are doing everything we can to catch these four,' said the Minister of Magic, Arthur Weasley. 'We have our best Aurors on the case.' Harry Potter is one of them, along with Nymphadora Tonks and a few others. When asked just how hard exactly the Aurors were working, the Minister replied, 'Very. Almost night and day. Two of the Aurors have children at Hogwarts, and we can all imagine how tragic it would be of one of them was kidnapped by these Death Eaters.'" Ron finished reading. He stared up at the staff table, and noticed all of the teachers talking anxiously among each other. Ron caught Lupin's eye. He thought that his DADA professor looked stressed, which was understandable. Ron stared back at the article.
"Ron?" Ron looked up and met Kelsey's eyes, and then back at the article. Kelsey put her hand on his shoulder. "Are you all right?"
"The most dangerous...the most dangerous Death Eaters are still on the loose! What if they come here?"
Kelsey pulled Ron into a hug.
"Ron, I'm sure they aren't going to come to Hogwarts. And besides, what about the magical barriers?"
"What about them? What if they don't work? What if one of my sisters is captured? What if you're captured?"
"Ron, it's going to be ok, I'm sure of it. Your sisters and I aren't going to get captured."
Ron sighed. "Yeah...I suppose you're right."
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When Monday arrived, the fifth year Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs found themselves in one of the green house, for their Herbology lesson. It was taught by Kelsey's dad, Professor Neville Longbottom. Neville was a good friend of Ron's dad, Harry, and mum, Hermione; they had known each other in their school days.
At the moment, Neville was giving them instruction on how to look after an unusual plant, called the Mimbulus Mimbletonia. Kelsey and Ron weren't really paying attention, though. Apart from knowing how to take care of this plant, for the Longbottoms lived quite close to the Potters, and Ron and Kelsey had helped Neville look after these plants, Kelsey and Ron had already assisted Neville in a demonstration of what would happen if you poked a Mimbulus Mimbletonia with a sharp object. Ron and Kelsey, were, of course, now free of the slime that they had been sprayed with.
Neville told the class to get started, and went over to Kelsey and Ron, who were shredding lettuce that Neville had given them for a Care of Magical Creatures class, taught by Hagrid. The shredded lettuce would be used for feeding flobberworms, which was the creature that the third years were looking after.
"Are you two almost done with that?"
Kelsey and Ron, who had been deeply immersed in a conversation about the Death Eaters who were still no the loose, started, and looked up to see Neville looking down at them.
"Er...hi, Dad!" said Kelsey.
"Hi, Professor," said Ron. "What was it you asked?"
"I asked you if you were done shredding the lettuce."
"Oh, yes, here." Ron gathered up all the shredded letuce, and put it into a glass jar. He handed it to Neville.
"Just out of curiousity," said Neville, taking the jar in his hands, "What were you two talking about that had you so deeply interested?"
"Not deeply interested," said Ron. "More like concerned, or worried..."
"Oh?"
"We were talking abuot the article in the Daily Prophet, the one about the Death Eaters still on the loose," said Kelsey. "I can't remember what all of their name were, but I do remember that one of them is called Bellatrix Lestrange." Neville gave a start of surprise. "Dad?"
"Bellatrix Lestrange, did you say?"
Kelsey nodded. "You haven't met her, have you?"
"I...I have, as a matter of fact. It was in my fifth year. I was with your mother, Kels, and your parents, Ron, and a couple others..."
"What happened?" Kelsey asked.
Neville took a deep breath, and told them what happened in the Hall of Prophecy in the Department of Mysteries. "But we all got out ok, and no physical harm done to us. Now, if you'll excuse me," he finished with a small grin, "I have to go help the students with this plant."
"I don't think he was telling us the whole story," said Kelsey, when Neville had left them.
"What do you mean?"
"I think there was something about it that he's holding back, something more that happened in the Department of Mysteries that he doesn't want to tell us."
"Maybe he's not telling us because it's something he doesn't really want to remember."
Kelsey thought about this for a second. "Yes, that's true. But still, I wonder what happened...ah well."
Soon after, the bell rang to signal the end of class, and all the students gathered up there things, and trudged back up to the castle for lunch.
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Please review!
TheGreatFox2000= Wow... I didn't know that Corsair meant 'Bringer of the Dark'. It's just a name I got from Lord of the Rings... the Corsairs of Umbar (Corsairs meaning Pirates). But that's a cool coincidence. :-)
Disclaimer: I ain't repeatin' it. :-)
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The next day, Ron woke up early, earlier that the other boys in his dorm. He couldn't get back to sleep, and so he got up and got dressed, and went down to the Great Hall for breakfast. There were quite a few teachers already eating, and a few students; there were about five or six Slytherins, four Hufflepuffs, and three Ravenclaws. Ron was the only Gryffindor at the moment, and so he sat down alone at the Gryffindor table and began piling food onto his plate.
As soon as Ron was done eating, which was a half hour later, more students started to show up. Kelsey was not among them, so Ron got a couple pieces of toast for her, and got up from the Gryffindor table. He said good morning to Greg and Westley as they passed by, and continued his way to the Gryffindor tower.
When he reached the portrait leading to the Gryffindor common room, he saw it open, and Kelsey step out into the corridor. She looked up at Ron and smiled.
"Morning, Ron," she said.
"Good morning," said Ron. "I've brought you some toast, if you're hungry." He held out the two pieces of toast to his friend.
"That was sweet of you," said Kelsey, taking the toast. "Thank you."
"No problem," said Ron. He put his hands in the pockets of his robe. "So...er...do you want to go into the common room and eat that?"
Kelsey nodded, and brushed a few strand of her red hair out of her face. "Yeah..."
So Ron and Kelsey went back throught the portrait hole, and sat down on a couch in front of the empty fire place. Ron rested his feet on a nearby chair, and leaned his head back and closed his eyes. Kelsey looked at him, as she finished eating her toast. He had almost kissed her the day before on the train. Kelsey wondered at this. Was it because he had feelings for her? Was it because he liked her? Kelsey did like him, but she wasn't about to tell him that. He was her friend, and she didn't want any awkwardness to interfere with their friendship. Although, that awkwardness might not be a bad thing...Kelsey blinked, and found that Ron was looking at her.
"Oh, you're done eating?"
Kelsey nodded. "Yeah, I'm done," she said, getting up from the couch. "Come on, let's get our school things. We have DADA next."
She headed towards the girls dormitories, and Ron watched her go. Then he got up, and headed to his own dormitory to get his school things. When he reached his dorm, he found it empty. Derrick and Michael had already gone down to breakfast. Ron picked up his wand, and put the school things that he would need for that day into his school bag, and then went back down to the common room to wait for Kelsey. She came down a few minutes later, with her school bag hanging off of one shoulder.
Ron smiled. "Well, shall we get going?" As if to emphasize this, the bell rang for all the students to get to class.
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"I want you all to sit down and put away everything. Today's lesson will only be a demonstration."
The fifth year Gryffindors did as Lupin told them. Kelsey looked at Ron curiously, who shrugged.
"Er...Professor..." Kelsey began, when everyone had finished putting their things away.
"Yes, Miss Longbottom?"
"What exactly do you mean by demonstration?"
"Miss Longbottom has an excellent question," Lupin told the class. "And I will tell you the answer in just a moment. First, however, could anyone tell me what an Unforgivable Curse is?"
Ron knew the answer; his dad had told him what an Unforgivable curse was, and which curses were unforgivable. He raised his hand.
"Yes, Ron?"
"An Unforgivable Curse is a curse that, when used on another human, will land you a life sentence in Azkaban."
"That's very true, and I'm sure none of you are very keen on spending the rest of your life with Dementors gliding around." There was a general murmur of agreement, and Lupin continued. "Now can anyone tell me what the Unforgivable Curses are?"
Greg Lustave raised his hand.
"Mr. Lustave?"
"There's one called the Imperious Curse."
Ron knew that his dad had been put under this curse, as well as all the Unforgivables, but hardly anyone knew that.
"Yes, and it gave the Ministry a lot of trouble at one time," said Lupin. "What it does is force someone to do something against their will. It can be fought, however. And Dumbledore does want me to put it on each of you in turn to see how you cope with it, but that will be sometime later." Lupin pulled a jar out from under his desk, and in it were three mice. "I will, however, demonstrate the Imperious Curse now on one of these mice." Lupin pulled out one of the mice, and set it on the desk, raised his wand, and cried out, "IMPERIO!"
Instantly, the mouse got up on its two hind legs, and began tap dancing across the desk. Then it started doing cartwheels, and ended it's show with a back-flip. Lupin lifted his wand, and put the mouse back in the jar.
A black haired girl by the name of Rachel Hampton raised her hand.
"Yes, Rachel?"
"There's another one... It's called the Cruciatus Curse," she said.
"Yes, the Cruciatus Curse. It causes immense pain to the receiver. Like thousands of sharp knives pressing into every inch of your body. If left under this curse long enough, you will be insane."
"Have you been under this curse before, Professor?" asked Michael Gellar.
"No, Mr. Gellar, I have not. Though I do know someone who has, and according to him, it's not a very pleasant curse to get hit with." Ron knew Lupin was talking about his dad, Harry. Lupin took another mouse out of the jar, and set it on the desk, and enlarged it. Then he cried, "CRUCIO!"
The mouse's legs went to it's body, and the tail, and the mouse began twitching horribly. Just when Ron thought the mouse was going to die from the torture, Lupin lifted the curse, and put the mouse back in the jar.
"There is one more Unforgivable Curse," he said. "Can anyone tell me what it is?" Ron raised his hand. "Yes, Ron?"
"There's Avada Kedavra. The Killing Curse."
Lupin looked at Ron. "Yes, you would know about that one." No one needed for Lupin to explain that Ron's dad was the only person to ever have survived the Killing Curse. Lupin took the last mouse out of the jar, and set it on the desk. "AVADA KEDAVRA!" There was a blinding flash of green light, a rushing sound, and the mouse keeled over, dead. The class stared at it.
"I think we'll leave the class here for today," said Lupin. "For homework, an essay telling me all that you know about the Unforgivable Curses. You may go." The class got up and filed out, Ron and Kelsey waved good bye to Lupin, and then they, too, left.
The rest of Ron's classes that day were enjoyable, as were his classes the next day, and the day after. Finally it was the weekend. Ron woke up on Saturday morning, and found that the others were already at breakfast. He got up and got dressed, and went down to the common room, where he found that Kelsey was also just walking into the common room.
"Morning, Kels. Sleep well?"
"Not really," Kelsey replied, stifling a yawn. "But I'm sure I'll manage."
Ron let Kelsey go through the portrait hole first, and then followed after her. Together they walked down to the Great Hall, where most of the school already was.
When Ron was on his second helping of scrambled eggs, the usual owls swooped in, carrying the morning's post, dropping mail to the people who had received something. Ron received a note from his parents, wishing him a good first week at school. After reading the letter, Ron looked over at Kelsey, who was reading the Daily Prophet. She was just sipping some Pumpkin juice, when all of a sudden, she spit it out.
"What's wrong?" Ron asked.
For answer, Kelsey spread out the paper in front of them both, and motioned for Ron to read the article.
"Death Eaters Spotted Near Hogwarts," Ron read. "What?!"
"Read on," said Kelsey.
Ron turned back to the article. "Wizarding community has been warned that a four of the defeated Voldemort's supporters are still on the loose: Bellatrix and Rodolphus Lestrange, Lucius Malfoy, and Anton Dolohov. These four have been spotted near the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, of which Albus Dumbledore is headmaster. 'We are doing everything we can to catch these four,' said the Minister of Magic, Arthur Weasley. 'We have our best Aurors on the case.' Harry Potter is one of them, along with Nymphadora Tonks and a few others. When asked just how hard exactly the Aurors were working, the Minister replied, 'Very. Almost night and day. Two of the Aurors have children at Hogwarts, and we can all imagine how tragic it would be of one of them was kidnapped by these Death Eaters.'" Ron finished reading. He stared up at the staff table, and noticed all of the teachers talking anxiously among each other. Ron caught Lupin's eye. He thought that his DADA professor looked stressed, which was understandable. Ron stared back at the article.
"Ron?" Ron looked up and met Kelsey's eyes, and then back at the article. Kelsey put her hand on his shoulder. "Are you all right?"
"The most dangerous...the most dangerous Death Eaters are still on the loose! What if they come here?"
Kelsey pulled Ron into a hug.
"Ron, I'm sure they aren't going to come to Hogwarts. And besides, what about the magical barriers?"
"What about them? What if they don't work? What if one of my sisters is captured? What if you're captured?"
"Ron, it's going to be ok, I'm sure of it. Your sisters and I aren't going to get captured."
Ron sighed. "Yeah...I suppose you're right."
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When Monday arrived, the fifth year Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs found themselves in one of the green house, for their Herbology lesson. It was taught by Kelsey's dad, Professor Neville Longbottom. Neville was a good friend of Ron's dad, Harry, and mum, Hermione; they had known each other in their school days.
At the moment, Neville was giving them instruction on how to look after an unusual plant, called the Mimbulus Mimbletonia. Kelsey and Ron weren't really paying attention, though. Apart from knowing how to take care of this plant, for the Longbottoms lived quite close to the Potters, and Ron and Kelsey had helped Neville look after these plants, Kelsey and Ron had already assisted Neville in a demonstration of what would happen if you poked a Mimbulus Mimbletonia with a sharp object. Ron and Kelsey, were, of course, now free of the slime that they had been sprayed with.
Neville told the class to get started, and went over to Kelsey and Ron, who were shredding lettuce that Neville had given them for a Care of Magical Creatures class, taught by Hagrid. The shredded lettuce would be used for feeding flobberworms, which was the creature that the third years were looking after.
"Are you two almost done with that?"
Kelsey and Ron, who had been deeply immersed in a conversation about the Death Eaters who were still no the loose, started, and looked up to see Neville looking down at them.
"Er...hi, Dad!" said Kelsey.
"Hi, Professor," said Ron. "What was it you asked?"
"I asked you if you were done shredding the lettuce."
"Oh, yes, here." Ron gathered up all the shredded letuce, and put it into a glass jar. He handed it to Neville.
"Just out of curiousity," said Neville, taking the jar in his hands, "What were you two talking about that had you so deeply interested?"
"Not deeply interested," said Ron. "More like concerned, or worried..."
"Oh?"
"We were talking abuot the article in the Daily Prophet, the one about the Death Eaters still on the loose," said Kelsey. "I can't remember what all of their name were, but I do remember that one of them is called Bellatrix Lestrange." Neville gave a start of surprise. "Dad?"
"Bellatrix Lestrange, did you say?"
Kelsey nodded. "You haven't met her, have you?"
"I...I have, as a matter of fact. It was in my fifth year. I was with your mother, Kels, and your parents, Ron, and a couple others..."
"What happened?" Kelsey asked.
Neville took a deep breath, and told them what happened in the Hall of Prophecy in the Department of Mysteries. "But we all got out ok, and no physical harm done to us. Now, if you'll excuse me," he finished with a small grin, "I have to go help the students with this plant."
"I don't think he was telling us the whole story," said Kelsey, when Neville had left them.
"What do you mean?"
"I think there was something about it that he's holding back, something more that happened in the Department of Mysteries that he doesn't want to tell us."
"Maybe he's not telling us because it's something he doesn't really want to remember."
Kelsey thought about this for a second. "Yes, that's true. But still, I wonder what happened...ah well."
Soon after, the bell rang to signal the end of class, and all the students gathered up there things, and trudged back up to the castle for lunch.
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