Gone With the Wind

A/N sorry this is yet another re-post I have no idea why this was deleted but it was and what's done is done…. Anyway to those who haven't read this, please enjoy….for those who have the next chapter should be up in a short while.

Last time - A hand in the front slowly rose; her waist length hair covered her face in an attempt to hide from Harry. Harry nodded and she said in a small, yet unmistakable voice. "Avada Kedavra."

Harry tapped the basin and out of the liquid came Harry and Cedric looking at a large gold cup gleaming from the stand Harry counting to three and a blur of colour as they were transported to the graveyard...

Chapter 5 – regret is insight that came to late

"Bloody hell... I mean...bloody hell...it was...bloody hell!" James was sitting on the end of his four-poster staring at the floor; his deep hazel eyes were glazed over and his hair was falling onto his face. The dormitory was unusually quiet as all four boys were lost in thought, starring into space and occasionally voicing a comment of disbelief.

"He barely looked older than us, fourth year at the most. Can you imagine?" Sirius was laying on his back his grey eyes wide with shock and shacking his head slowly from side to side trying to convince himself it wasn't real. It wasn't real; it couldn't be real. Could it?

"What about that Cedric guy? Who do you think he was? I mean I never heard of any Cedric guy's death, and he sure as hell was dead. I mean did you see it, just a load of green light and presto..." James voice faded in the middle of his sentence, they were all looking at Peter. He was sitting on the bed shaking slightly every few seconds fear was written across his face.

"Oy, Wormtail...you alright mate?" Sirius said glancing over to his hysteric friend, "you don't look to good you know."

"To state the obvious," said Remus as he glared at Sirius' lack of concern, "I wouldn't worry to much Peter, its not as though things like that happen every-day. I doubt any of us will come any closer than that to witnessing any unforgivables."

"I-I-I'm fine, really! It's just, well, you know..." Wormtail's voice faded and the only thing that could be heard was the rhythmic rain outside, the storm from earlier had calmed down and had turned into a gentle flow of rain falling from the sky, a small breeze found its way through the cracks in the window and freshened the stuffy dormitory and the uncharacteristically quiet third years sat lost in thought.

Out of nowhere a loud snort broke the silence and the boy named Wormtail screamed and jumped out of bed his wand pointing at Sirius' bed while Remus twitched at the sudden level of noise and commotion while Sirius rolled over snoring loudly and oblivious to the commotion his well timed nap was causing. He moaned slightly and started mumbling about Cornish pixies and chocolate ice cream while James sat on the next bed trying to control his hysterical laughter. A group of girls ran into the room looking around wildly for some kind of danger, the entire house had been on tender hooks after their defence lesson and were alert for any signs of danger. Of coarse screams from the third year boys dormitory was not that unusual but they felt it best to check up on them anyway. A red headed girl had her wand out, her green eyes looking wildly around the room.

"What happened, who screamed?" She said frantically her eyes darting from the sleeping Sirius to the wide eyes Peter, "What have you done James Potter?!" She said as her eyes rested on the figure in the corner, James was still laughing uncontrollably at the sight. It was a very odd sight, Sirius was curled up and sleeping peacefully while James was clutching his sides. Both Lily, the red head that had rushed into the room, and Peter had their wands out and were looking ready for a fight. Remus was sitting quietly in the corner looking amused at the sight and a crowd was beginning to form behind Lily looking curiously over her shoulder to see what the whole hubbub was about.

At that moment Sirius quipped up and began shouting in his sleep, "Ah Prongs its an evil giant flubberworm gettitoffme!!!" The room burst with laughter and Sirius slept on completely unaware of the strange scene he was making.

James Jumped off his bed and walked over to the window where a convenient jug of iced water and four glasses lay. He picked up the jug and walked over to Sirius emptying the entire contents over his head.

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It didn't take long for everyone's favourite subject to become defence, the teacher was easy going and relaxed but still managed to make them wet their pants if they did something dangerous or stupid. He was the subject of many conversations and a huge mystery in the entire student body's eyes. Harry found that many of the students looked up and respected him and his knowledge, something that was entirely new to him. The DA had always treated him with respect but this was different. The students were in awe of him and looked up to him in much the same way as they did Dumbledore. Harry found this flattering, though he wasn't always on the best terms with his old headmaster, now boss, he had always admired his control over others and the respect others gave him. In his time Harry was thought of as one of the few people equal to Dumbledore, something Harry took endless hilarity in.

Two weeks had gone by and Harry, once again, found his third year Gryffindor/Slytherin class filing into the classroom talking animated among themselves. The main topic was, what would happen in this class.

So far they had covered a very similar range of creatures as Harry had during his third year and began thinking that perhaps Remus had done the same. Taken what he had learnt in third year and used it to teach in his time...it offered no end of amusement to Harry that he was teaching his teacher what to teach him.

Today Harry knew it was time to look back at unforgivables. He had given the class three weeks to recuperate and take their mind off the scene that was played out before them; he knew that he would have to bring up the subject eventually, sooner, rather than later.

"Well its three weeks since the start of term and I would like to jump back quickly to our first lesson. Now I realise this was a rather touchy subject and gave you time to deal on your own before brining it back to class again," Harry stared around the room as the class fell silent. "I'm not trying to be cruel, but this is an important subject and I want to make sure we have a good foundation of knowledge on the subject." The class was staring at Harry as though seeing a ghost, but after a few moments of silence Snape raised his hand into the air.

"Yes Mr. Snape, you have a question?" Harry looked over in his direction and nodded his head allowing Snape to speak.

"Yes sir, I was simply wondering. Why? Why did you have to show us? Couldn't you have just told us? It seemed like a slightly unnecessary activity, its not as though we are going to be attacked at this very moment" Snape looked at Harry a attempting to hide a small sneer that was playing with his lips.

"Are you sure about that Snape?" Harry whispered, "CONSTANT VIGILANCE!" Harry shouted making the class jump a foot in the air, "There is always a chance, now I'm not saying you will walk out of Hogwarts and suddenly be hit in the back by a curse from some dark wizard, but you must learn. One day it may happen, you must be prepared. This world isn't full of chocolate frogs and dancing fairy lights. There are dangers in the world and we must face them head on. I promise you that one day, at some time or another, you will all be faced in a situation where you will thank Merlin you saw the true effects of the unforgivables and were not hidden in tiny box covered in rose coloured glass. This is the real world Mr. Snape, sure it's not fun or pretty, but at least it's the truth. I won't hide anything from you in this classroom. I won't lie. Our world is no longer the safe haven it once was; yes I am talking about Lord Voldemort. I cannot choose your sides, but I have shown you what the supposed 'dark side' can do. It is up to you." Harry finished and looked around the room, no one was moving. They all just sat and stared at him. The rest of the class was spent studying the dark arts, no one dared complain at the lack of practical work that day. They were all shocked and so caught up in their own thoughts that they didn't even notice the bell ringing to signal the end of class.

A/N: So…what did you think…??? Please review….