A/N: Nattieb thanks for the review and with that I guess I'll post more.

Chapter 4: Defense Against the Dark Arts

Cleopatra took Ramsses outside of the palace and over to the statues of the cats. "So Ramsses how do you like your kingdom?" she asked him sounding interested.

"It's ok. I do get bored without a wife."

Just then they were interrupted by a magi-- a warrior of God. He had bright green eyes and a scar on his forehead. "Your highness, there is somebody who would like to speak to you," Ammon said, stepping aside.

Behind him was a really tall, slouching figure with bushy eyebrows. "Princess, my name is Sabola. And I came here to ask for your hand in marriage," he said taking her hand and kissing it.

This man was charming but all of this was too sudden. It was just this morning that she had no man of interest and now there were two men that wanted to marry her. She was so confused, she was really starting to like Ramsses and now here was Sabola. She didn't know what to do. However, she listened to her heart. She felt so comfortable with Ramsses. She was not going to let this new guy spoil that. She said"Look I'm really sorry but, I'm going to accept Ramsses' marriage proposal," she said taking her hand out of his and stepping back.

Sabola looked a little distraught but nodded and said, "I wish you the best. Now if you'll excuse me I have a meeting to go to."

They watched him as he walked away. Ramsses turned to Cleopatra, "Are you really accepting my marriage proposal?" he asked, sounding extremely hopeful.

Cleopatra nodded and gave him a kiss. As they kissed Cleopatra knew she had made the right choice! She was head over heels in love with Ramses, it truly was love at first sight. But, Sabola had other plans...

Hermione woke up the next morning and got dressed. When she got downstairs to the common room, she noticed that Harry and Ron weren't there. She supposed that they went down to the Great Hall for breakfast. Although Hermione didn't really feel like eating, she had no choice but to go, because that's where the professors would be handing out this years new class schedules,.

With a sigh, Hermione headed down to the Great Hall. When she spotted Harry and Ron, she made her way over to them.

Professor McGonagall said, "Hermione, there you are. You arrived just in time, here's your schedule," she handed Hermione her schedule as she made her way down the table to give out schedules to the other Gryffendor students.

Hermione took a seat next to Ron. "Look Hermione we have your favorite teacher first," he said.

"Really?" she asked Ron, looking confused.

"Yeah it's Defense Against the Dark Arts with that Professor O'Connelle woman."

This lesson should be pretty interesting, Hermione thought as she walked with Ron and Harry toward the Defense Against the Dark Arts Classroom.

The class gathered outside of the classroom and waited for Professor O'Connelle to arrive. When se got there she let them in. Foe some odd reason, nobodyy seemed to notice that she was carrying a very large black bag. They did, notice however, that all of the desks were missing.

Professor O'Connelle was addressing the class, "Alright, sixth year students! Who can tell me what is in this bag?"

Nobody bothered to raise their hand. Not even Miss know-it-all herself. Finally, after some serious consideration Harry raised his hand. She pointed at him, indicating for him to talk. "I think you have a boggart in there. They only like to be in places where it's dark. And they take on the form which you are most afraid of," he said, almost as matter of factly as Hermione would have done. (A/N: I know they did the whole boggart thing in third year but, this is something completely different so just go along with it!)

"Precisely! Twenty points to Gryffindor. I want all of you to picture the boggart as a death eater. I want you to do this because they will send a spell at you (not an unforgivable curse though) and I want you to block the curse with a shield charm. Let's all try it, C'mon; 'Protego'. Good now I will release the boggart from the sack. I would like you over there, what's your name? I'm Dean Thomas. Okay Dean Thomas please be the first to give it a tryt."

Dean walked nervously over to stand by professor O'Connelle, where she whispered a quick, "Good luck!" Dean nodded, for her to open the sack. She pulled the sack down and as soon as the boggart saw Dean it quickly sent the impediment jinx at him. He said "protego" but was already to late and it blasted him backward.

"Ooohhh! Nice try Mr. Thomas, better luck next time." She hadn't quite heard Dean say he didn't think there would be a next time. "Now, who's next, you the boy next to Mr. Thomas, who are you? I'm Harry, Harry Potter. Alright Mr. Potter let's see what you've got. Harry started forward to the middle of the floor just as Dean had done.

Again she pulled the sack off and the boggart miraculously turned into none other than Lucius Malfoy. This set Harry off immediately and he became very angry. He was so full of hatred, you couldn't believe how much he loathed Lucius Malfoy. The death eater sent a stunning spell at him which Harry deflected with amazing accuracy. Professor O'Connelle watched him defend against the boggart and was very proud of his ability.

"Well done, Mr. Potter!"

Finally it was Hermione turn, except for Harry, no one had thus far been able to deflect the boggart. As she stepped up, she looked into the professor's kind face and nodded. That's when Hermione had yet another weird flashback.

All of a sudden, she was fighting a guard. She punched, kicked, and even head butted him. When she came out of her flashback, she looked on the ground and there was the death eater, it moaned in pain while everyone else stood there and looked at her, with their mouth gaping open in amazement.

When Professor O'Connelle, finally found her voice, "Class is dismissed! I need to speak with you Miss Granger." The bell hadn't even rung yet, and already they were free to go. The class filed out talking excitedly about what they had seen, everyone that is except Harry and Ron who gave Hermione a puzzled look before they left.

Hermione stepped up to the professor, looking a bit confused, and said, "Yes professor?"

A/N: Do I have to tell you this again?