Harry Potter and the Noble Gaeans
A/N: On receiving three reviews so far, I have decided to write the next chapter of this wonderful little fic. Thank you to those of you who decided to leave a review and thank you to those of you who read the story without making your presense known. Alright, enough ramblings and onto the story!
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Chapter Three: Start of Term
It was the very first day of instruction of the year for the students of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and Dilandau was already starting to get along quite nicely with his new found friend. Dilandau walked at Malfoy's right side and then Crabbe and Goyle just sort of followed behind with one another. They were starting to feel a previously unknown feeling of true jealousy. They were used to having all of Draco's attention, but now all they had were each other. It was a sad day indeed for them.
"I wonder what the new Defense Against the Dark Arts Teacher will be like," Dilandau overheard Crabbe saying to Goyle. He just grimaced at the thought of having to have Folken Fanel at his school. He originally opted to go to school at Hogwarts to leave behind anyone from his last school, he didn't want his secret to leak out to the school.
"What's wrong?" Malfoy questioned Dilandau, who had a rather contorted look on his face as he thought about his secret that he would never want his new friend to find out.
"NOthing!" he said, his voice a little sqeeky. Draco just gave him an odd look and shrugged it off.
At the Gryffindor table, Ron, Hermione, Hitomi, Van, and Harry were looking over their new schedules. As part of their prefect duties, Ron and Hermione got to help pass out the schedules with Ginny Weasly and Colin Creevy (the new Gryffindor prefects). There were a few excited giggles as a few seventh year girls found out that they had double Herbology with the Hufflepuffs. Van, Harry, and Ron rolled their eyes as Hitomi and Hermione kind of laughed to themselves. Hitomi just laughed because she knew Allen very well. After all, they had gone to school with each other for many years.
"Ah, damn it! Double Potions with Slytherin again, but its bloody first thing in the morning!" exclaimed Ron.
Hitomi wasn't exactly sure of why this was such a bad thing, so she asked "Whats so bad about that?"
Everyone gave Hitomi a mortified look. Hermione decided to take the responsibility of telling her about the Slytherins. "The Slytherin house and Gryffindor house have been rivals since the beginning of this school. That house has also produced the most dark wizards of our time, including you-know-who. It really doesn't help that Professor Snape is the head of Slytherin and he is the potions teacher." She went on to explain all of the problems with Malfoy and Snape and the rest of the motley crew of Slytherin house.
"Well, that will be fun, won't it!" said Hitomi sarcastically.
"Oh yeah, loads," said Harry, joining in with the sarcasm.
"Hey we should finish our breakfast and head towards the dungeons in a little while," said Hermione. "We don't want to start off on the wrong foot with Snape this year."
"Yeah, especially our first year with him," said Van.
They checked out the rest of their schedule to find that they had Defense Against the Dark Arts next to make up for their first class. After that they all had lunch, then got to head off to Divination (everyone minus Hermione who had a final course in Muggle Studies). Then they all got to rejoin to go to Transfiguration. It was a heavy schedule for the first day. For the second day they started out with Care for Magical Creatures with Ravenclaw, which came as a surprise for them because they had never had a double class with the Ravenclaws. Their second class was Herbology with Hufflepuff, then Charms, and then finally History of Magic.
"Well, lets be off," said Harry, leading the group. They made their way to their first class all the way down to the dungeons. They were a few minutes early and found that Draco, Dilandau, and the rest of the slytherins were busy amusing themselves with their usual making fun of Harry. They were laughing and chatting away, but as soon as the gryffindors entered they lowered their voices.
"Wonder if they're talking about some death eater activity?" Harry thought out loud.
"Wouldn't doubt its something to do with them. You know that whole lot is in with you-know-who," said Ron.
"You mean Voldemort?" Van asked him, getting sick of people not just calling him by his name.
Ron and Hermione shivered a little at hearing his name, but Ron replied, "Yeah yeah, just don't feel comfortable with saying his name, thats all." His ears had turned a noticeable shade of red, as had his face to a varying degree.
"I don't see why we don't all just call him by damn name," said Harry, crossing his arms and sitting down.
"I don't know... You should know by now Harry," said Hermione.
"I guess that we should all bear a strong grudge against Voldemort. His group of death eaters in the area attacked our school, in search of us. They killed most of the muggle-born and half-blood witches and wizards... including some my childhood friends..." said Hitomi, beginning to feel her eyes water. She promised herself that she wouldn't let herself cry about it. Van sensing that she was upset, put his hand onto her shoulder. She was sitting down and he was standing, so she leaned against him for moral support.
"We all have our reasons to hate him, and so we must all stick together through these times of the Great War that will probably become more public very soon," said Harry. The bell was about to ring so everyone sat in their seats. As soon as the bell rang, Professor Snape entered the classroom with his robes billowing behind him. As soon as he reached the front of the room, the entire class was silent, and he began his lesson.
"Almost all of you already know the rules, but for those who are new here, I must first start out by telling you that there will be absolutely no funny business. Do I make myself clear? If I find any one of you trying anything, I will hunt you down and make sure that you are out of here. The art of potion making is a very finely tuned procedure, even the slightest error could be fatal," began Snape. Van and Hitomi really didn't think that they were going to enjoy this class. Dilandau on the other hand thought that this class would be a blast. They got to handle fire (to heat up their cauldrons).
After that Snape went on a basic outline of what they would be studying throughout the year. Because they were older and supposedly more mature, they would be handling more high level potions than they had before. For example, they would be learning potions to change their own forms, kind of like a transfiguration but without a wand. Finally the bell rang and class was over. Snape had been so kind as to not assign an assignment for the first day, but just before they left he assured them that this was going to be a VERY rare thing.
"Well, that was a lot better than it could have been," said Hermione. "Where to next?"
"Defense Against the Dark arts with Prof. Fanel," said Harry,
"Hey, Van, Professor Fanel wouldn't happen to be related to you would he?" asked Dean Thomas, coming up from behind them with Neville Longbottom,and Seamus Finnagan.
Van's face turned bright red. "Yeah, now don't bug me about it." Everyone knew not to bring that up again.
"Okay, man. Didn't mean anything by it. Just was curious thats all," said Dean, defending himself. He didn't want to cause anymore friction so he and Seamus took another way to get to their D.A.D.A. class.
"Calm down, Van," said Hitomi, taking his hand as they followed Harry, Ron, and Hermione down the halls and up the stairs to get to their class. He allowed her to, but he still kept a scowl on his face.
"Well, we're here," said Harry, opening the door to the classroom. As soon as they entered, they stared in awe at the transformation of the classroom. The room had been re-done to have a huge sun circled by two phoenixes on the ceiling. There were clouds and a blue sky beyond belief in beauty. As Harry, Ron, Hermione, Van, and Hitomi were blocking the doorway, Profesor Folken came up from behind them.
"Beautiful isn't it?" Took me a whole night to get it to function properly and to follow the actual sun and moon," he said from behind them, making them jump. "At night the phoenixes go to sleep and the moon and stars come out. Quite beautiful, could almost stay up all night and gaze at them."
"Yeah..." said Harry, snapping back into reality.
"You might want to be seated, I don't want to have to mark anyone tardy on the first day." With that, everyone found their seats. Van sat in the very back to attempt to avoid his brother's eyes. He didn't enjoy the fact that he had to be in his class. He slumped back in his chair and listened to what Prof. Fanel had to say.
"Hello, as you know my name is Folken Fanel, Prof. Fanel to you all of course. I know that you have all had to sit and listen to Profesor Snape give you a nice long lecture. Well, we won't have as much of that in this class. I am going to be teaching you all through some hands-on experience. As I have heard, you all had a very boring coarse last year and have never had a steady teacher throughout your six years here at Hogwarts. That is unfortunate, but hey we have to make the best of this year," he said with some optimism and smiling. Some of the girls in the class were melting in their seats, quite taken by Profesor Folken.
"Maybe we can do something like a group activity to help me get to know your names and faces a little better. We are fortunate to not have very large classes here, a bit unlike my last school. That just means that it will be easier for me to get to know you all," he said, sitting down on his desk in the front of the class. "First of all, how about we clear away all of the desks and chairs so that we have room in the center of the class to form a circle."
Everyone was glad to not have to sit in their hard seats for an entire class, so they got up. Prof. Folken had them all move to the back of the room so that he could move the furniture with the help of a volunteer. "Van, how about you assist me with this?" Van helped him rather reluctantly.
"Thank you, Van. You may join your classmates in the center of the room. I want you all to make a circle in the center of the room," said Folken. The class obeyed his words and formed a very neat circle in the center of the room. "Oh, and leave a space for me, I'll be back in just a second!" he called to them as he ran into his office and grabbed a small round, orb thing. It was a very cheap remembrall.
"We're going to pass the remembrall around and introduce ourselves. We're going to say our name and one thing about ourselves," he explained. "We'll start with me because I'm forcing you all to do it. Alright, well my name is Folken Fanel , I am twenty-five years old, and I enjoy eating asian cuisine." He passed the remembrall to Hitomi.
"Hello, I'm Hitomi Kazaki. My favorite food is Miso soup and I am originally from Japan," she said, as the remembrall started to light up and go crazy. "I think that I just forgot something..." she said, handing the remembrall to Hermione.
"I am Hermione Granger, I enjoy visiting France during the summer with my family, and I went to the Quidditch World Cup a year or so ago." The remembrall didn't go off when she held it, much to her satisfaction, and then she handed it to Ron.
"I'm Ron Weasly, I have a stupid owl named Pig, and my dad works for the ministry of magic," he said and threw the remembrall to Harry.
Harry introduced himself, told everyone that he was on the Quidditch team, and that he had an owl named Hedwig. After that he passed it to Van. "I'm Van Fanel, your younger brother, and you already know enough about me." He passed the remembrall on. Everyone spoke. The remembrall went off a few times, but they ignored it after a while.
"Well, now we should discuss what we're going to be doing in here. I know that you have all been introduced to the unforgiveable curses, boggarts, and whatnot. I think that in here we should learn how to defend ourselves from one another. I don't suggest that you go and pick fights with one another to practice, but you know that Voldemort is on the move. It is my duty to make sure that another Zaibach Academy of Sorcery isn't repeated."
He was refering to incident of Voldemort's faithful followers attacking all of the muggle-born and half muggle born witches and wizards.Hundreds of students and a few teachers were murdered in cold blood. This school of sorcery was one of the highest, but most secret of wizarding schools. It had preserved the history of the Atlantean empire and their secret powers, but this is not what they taught to the students. Only a priveleged few who were the descendants of Atlantis were able to know even the vrey basics of their history. To everyone it remained an unsolved mystery that became a legend. Then that legend became a myth of the curse of Altantis.
Folken went on to explain that he was fully prepared to teach everyone how to properly defend themselves against the death eaters. "I know that in Slytherin many of them have parents that were maybe Death Eaters, but nevertheless they must learn the same material. It may seem like we are just training the enemy, but they too have a chance to make the choices that their parents may have never chosen. Everyone deserves the benefit of the doubt until they are proven guilty." Everyone in the class hung onto their teacher's every word. He was quite unlike any of their previous DADA teachers.
To describe profesor Folken, we would have to say that he kind of has a somewhat floppy, mullet style haircut that isn't as tacky as the American mullet from the nineteen-eighties. He wore a long sort of green robe that was in two parts. The upper section kind of had a short collar that came up to his neck and was trimmed in a faint golden tone. At the waist was a black sash tied around him and then he wore a long black bottom skirt thing that went down to the floor. He stood at six feet and four inches, making him appear to be very tall to the students as he stood and they sat on the ground. Just as he was making a closing statement, the bell rang and class was dissmissed. As everyone rushed out the door he just smirked and wished to have the zest that he once posessed.
...el fin de capitulo dos...
A/N: Thank you for reading Harry Potter and the Noble Gaeans, chapter Two! I look foward to getting your input! You have no idea how exciting it is to receive reviews! (unless you are a fellow author ;-). Talk to y'all later!