CHAPTER 4
Harry woke up bright and early to a Tuesday morning. When he came down to breakfast, he noticed Hedwig helping herself to a piece of bacon. He shook his head and stroked her.
The students gathered in the qudditch pitch, waiting for Achilles, each practicing the patronus charm, making sure they got it.
'I see you all have been practicing. You will learn a new spell today. It's the same as the patronus but it can kill dementors instead of merely sending them away. Harry, why don't you come up and give it a try?' Achilles said.
'Ok…'
'Now you're going to try against a boggart. It is going to turn into a dementor. If you can't handle it, I'll take over. Alright? Now repeat after me, expecto patrolas. You should get a sky blue light coming out from your wand.Got it? Now let's give it a try,' Achilles snapped his fingers and the boggart - dementor appeared.
'Expecto… expecto patrolas… expecto patrolas…' However, the sky blue light was nowhere to be seen. Harry was on the verge of fainting and the memories of the night his parents got killed was haunting him.
Sam quickly snapped his fingers and the boggart – dementor disappeared. Achilles managed to catch Harry before he fell. He signaled to Patroclus to dismiss the class and continue after lunch. Ron and Hermione rushed to Harry.
'Harry? Are you ok?' Hermione asked worriedly.
'Mate? Harry? Buddy…'
'We have to get him to the Hospital Wing,' Sam said. Achilles nodded and carried him to the castle.
'Mdm Promfrey! Hurry!' Patroclus shouted.
'What's all the noise about-,' she paused when she saw Harry, 'Oh god, what happened to him?'
'We were practicing the killing curse for the dementors. I think he couldn't take it so he fainted.'
'The what! How could you teach him the spell when fully grown wizards couldn't even cast the patronus!' Promfrey scolded the tall boy.
'Well so what!' Achilles shouted, 'would you rather have dementors casted away or killed! Doesn't mean fully grown wizards can't handle the spell means they can't! Harry learnt the patronus when he was in his third year, something which can't be accomplish by fully grown wizards!'
The argument was about to go on when Dumbledore came into the room with McGonagall and Snape.
'Headmaster! I'm so glad that you are here…'
Dumbledore raised his hands to stop Poppy and then asked what happened.
'Achilles, what happened?' Dumbledore asked softly but in a powerful tone.
'We were learning the killing spell for the dementors but I guess Harry could not take it,' Achilles said simply.
'I trust you know what you are doing Achilles. It is a difficult spell so don't force him if he doesn't perform.'
'I know what I am doing sir,' Achilles then whispered, 'He is after all, my half brother.'
Dumbledore could only nod and said, 'Poppy, tend to Harry. I'll be back soon. Achilles, follow me.'
Achilles rolled his eyes at the old wizard but obeyed. He walked behind Dumbledore to his office and sat down on the couch.
Dumbledore stared into his eyes for a moment, trying to pry his thoughts. Achilles, on the other hand quickly pushed him out of his mind, forming a mental barrier.
'You know I don't like it when you do that,' Achilles said.
'Do you think Voldermort will care if you like it or not when he does that to you?' Dumbledore lectured Achilles, his voice getting louder.
'So what?! He knows I'm more powerful than him. I can win him anytime. Everyone can see that, only you,' Achilles turned to Dumbledore.
'Are you going to tell him?' Dumbledore asked.
'Yes, everything. He is my half brother after all. I don't want to keep him in the dark. After Sirius died, he had no one to turn to. I know Lupin is someone he could turn to but do you think he is afraid that Lupin might blame him for Sirius's death?'
'Achilles, Lupin-'
'I know Lupin doesn't think that way. But do you think Harry knows Lupin doesn't blame him? Look, he's my half brother, if Snape's gonna ruin his last 2 years in Hogwarts without Voldermort's help, I'm gonna defend him. Maybe you should ask old Snapie to do some reflection himself,' With that, Achilles left the room.
Dumbledore sighed, 'He's just as arrogant as Tom.'