Harry woke up the first morning of classes and dreaded the next hour; he didn't want to go to Defense Against the Dark Arts. He didn't really know why, maybe it was remembering Sirius and thinking of how much he had taught Harry, but now he was gone. After he got dressed he went to the Great Hall to find Ron and Hermione already there.

"Hi, Harry." Hermione said, spooning some scrambled eggs onto her plate. "I can't wait for class, I was so eager to go back to school all summer, but I didn't think I would since…" She trailed off, Harry knew what she was going to say.

He shook his head; "I'll never understand you Hermione." Harry sat down and they ate the rest of their breakfast in silence.

As they made their way to Defense Against the Dark Arts, they met up with Neville, who amazingly, had remembered everything this year. "I know, isn't it great? My gran doesn't have to send me out anything."

Ron smiled "Yeah Neville, it's really good." Ron looked over at Harry who had hardly said a thing all morning. "Mate, you alright?"

Harry looked up, "Yeah, I'm fine, I just, I don't want to go to class." Harry opened the door to their classroom and went in, the others in tow.

"I bet me mam was right," They could hear Seamus talking as they found a seat, "This teacher won't stay, and you heard Dumbledore too, he's only temporary." Seamus continued talking, but the four of them could no longer hear him.

"I wonder what's gonna be his problem?" Ron asked.

Harry laughed, "maybe he'll be normal, maybe we'll have a normal teacher for once." Harry looked from Hermione to Ron to Neville, then they all laughed.

"Good morning class." Half of the room jumped. "Didn't scare you did I?" Professor Tonks laughed. "Okay, so, my name is Theoden Tonks, but do not call me Professor Tonks, I almost threw something at Dumbledore when he introduced me as that." He shook his head. "Call me Theoden, Tonks, blimey, call me whoever you want, just as long as it's not foul." He smiled and went to the board and drew a picture of a sword on it. "You don't need to copy this, just get it into your brain that this," He pointed to the point, "is the dangerous end."

Some people laughed, and Harry knew that he was going to enjoy the next two weeks. They were actually going to learn how to fight hand-to-hand, Sirius had said he was going to teach Harry, but he never got the chance.

"Sir," Hermione's hand was up.

"Yes, um…" He didn't know her name and motioned for her to say it.

She stood up, "Hermione Granger, Sir. Why are we learning about swords? We're witches and wizards, we've got wands and spells, why do we need that?"

A voice from the door answered that question. "Everyone needs that. And by everyone, I mean everyone, including the forth Potter kid." He leaned against the wall, his sword clinking against it, and his bow and quiver shifted to be more comfortable.

Harry turned around, confused. "Forth? What are you talking about? I'm an only child and my parents are dead." Harry noticed something in the man's eyes that reminded him of someone.

Tonks smiled, "Why good day, Legolas. I see you've found a way around the barrier." Laughing Tonks moved over and clapped Legolas on the back. "How'd you get here?"

He laughed, and Harry was still waiting for an answer. "Well, let's just say my sister's boyfriend is very good at getting around the rules, he is second hand the maker of the rules after all." Looking at Harry, something inside of the two of them clicked, and instantly Harry knew who the man was, but not how. "It's a long story, but I'm the younger of your two brothers, and the middle of your siblings. We've got one confusing family kiddo."

Harry's jaw dropped open. "What?"

"Longs story, I'll tell you later, right now I got business to attend to, just came to ask Theoden if everything was alright." Raising his eyebrows: "Is everything alright Theoden?"

"Just dandy."