Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.

This is a story of how Ron and Hermione convinced their fellow students to learn Defence Against the Dark Arts from Harry. POV will change from chapter to chapter. I will specify whose POV each chapter is in. (usually it will either be Ron's or Hermione's but there are some chapters that they won't appear in) I know that Dumbledore's Army didn't have a name until the first meeting, but I couldn't think of a better title. All that been said here is the first chapter

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POV:Ron

Ron Weasley looked at his watch as he waited for the bell to signall the end of classes for the day. His Herbology lesson had been somewhat enjoyable, apart from the huge amount of homework that Professor Sprout had set them, but he was anxious to get to Quidditch practice.

"I'll try really hard tonight" he thought "If I just concentrate and don't let Fred and George…"

"OUCH!"

Everyone in the greenhouse immediately turned to stare at Harry Potter, who had just been stung by a Venomous Tentacula.

"Hospital wing, Potter" said Professor Sprout. "Miss Granger, you go with him."

Harry and Hermione Granger gathered up their books and headed back to the castle. Ten minutes later Ron met Hermione in the Gryffindor common room.

"Where's Harry?" he asked.

"Still in the hospital wing" said Hermione "Madam Pomfrey says he'll be all right. But he's going to miss Quidditch practice."

"Yeah I'd better get down to the pitch" said Ron moving towards the boys staircase.

"Wait a second" said Hermione "Ron, I think you should ask if" Hermione looked around the common room to make sure no one was close enough to overhear her and lowered her voice "if anyone on the Quidditch team is interested in learning Defence Against the Dark Arts from Harry"

"But Fred and George will just laugh themselves stupid" groaned Ron.

"But the first Hogsmeade weekend is less than two weeks away" said Hermione urgently "And we need to find people who believe Harry"

"Yeah Angelina believes him" said Ron sarcastically "Remember she told Harry to go to Umbridge and say that You-Know-Who was a figment of his imagination?" Without giving Hermione a chance to answer, Ron continued "And I bet Alicia and Katie will just go along with what she says"

"For goodness sake, Ron!" said Hermione angrily "Alicia and Katie can think for themselves. They're not er…"

"Crabbe and Goyle?" suggested Ron.

"Well yes them" said Hermione "Just ask them, won't you?"

"Alright I'll do it" said Ron. "I'd better get going or I'll be late"

Ron ran upstairs for his broomstick.

"Good luck, Ron" called Hermione as he ran out of the portrait hole.

Whether Hermione meant good luck with practice or trying to convince the rest of the team to learn Defence Against The Dark Arts from Harry, Ron didn't know. What he did know was that he was now late for Quidditch practice which meant that Angelina was sure to be in a bad mood with him.

Ron was right. When he entered the changing rooms the first words out of Angelina's mouth were "You're late, Weasley! If you want to stay on the team make sure you turn up to practice on time like everyone else!"

"Sorry" mumbled Ron. But Angelina was still shouting.

"Where's Potter?" she demanded angrily leaping to her feet. "If he's landed himself in detention again, go and tell him from me that he's off the team"

"He's not" said Ron quickly "He got stung by a Venomous Tentacula. He's in the hospital wing"

"Is he all right?" asked Alicia.

"I think so" said Ron. "I don't know how long he'll be in there though"

"Well we may as well get started then" said Angelina. Most of her bad temper appeared to have subsided. Fred, George, Alicia and Katie got to their feet and shouldered their brooms.

"Wait a minute" said Ron "What do you think about learning Defence Against The Dark Arts"

"We hate it" said Fred at once

"And we aren't learning anything either" said George "Why do you ask? Training to be the next High Inquisitor are we, Ickle Prefect?"

"This isn't the time to discuss Defence Against the Dark Arts" said Angelina crossly before Ron had even opened his mouth. "We have a training session. Ron, George, bring the…"

"Hang on" interrupted Alicia "Ron, why are you asking if we like Defence Against the Dark Arts?"

"Like Fred said, we hate it" said Angelina "It should be obvious why. End of story. Let's go"

"No, I want to hear what Ron's got to say" said Alicia glaring at Angelina.

"It can wait" said Angelina leading the way onto the pitch. The rest of the team followed.

"Don't mind Angelina" Alicia whispered to Ron "She's just stressed. She'll calm down once the season's over"

The training session did not go well. Ron, nervous at the idea of asking older students to join a secret defence group, failed to make a single save and was constantly having to dive down to fetch the quaffle. As a result, Angelina kept halting practice to shout at him.

"JUST CATCH THE BLOODY QUAFFLE, RON! IT'S NOT THAT HARD!" she finally screamed. "If Bletchley can do it, you can. FRED AND GEORGE, IF YOU DO THAT ONE MORE TIME…"

Fred and George had been trying to knock each other off their brooms. No one was in a very good mood once the session was finished. Ron avoided looking at anyone else as he changed out of his Quidditch robes.

"What did you want to ask us, Ron" said Alicia.

Ron gulped.

"You er all believe Harry, don't you? About You Know Who?" he asked. He wasn't going to tell anyone what he, Harry and Hermione were planning until he was sure they could be trusted.

"We do" said Fred and George proudly.

"So do I" said Katie.

"Me too" said Alicia "What about you, Angelina?"

Angelina appeared to be thinking hard.

"I don't know" she said at last.

"What do you mean you don't know?" shouted Fred "It's a simple question. Do you believe Harry? Yes or no?"

"Don't tell me you take all the rubbish in the Daily Prophet seriously" said George. "If you do, I'll resign from this team right now".

George strode across the room ready to carry out his threat.

"No it's not that" said Angelina quickly. "It's hard to explain"

"You can tell us" said Alicia "Sit down George"

George sat down between Ron and Fred.

"Alright then" he said addressing Angelina "Why are you having such a hard time with this?"

"Well I know Harry doesn't go out of his way to get attention" she said thoughtfully "And Dumbledore would never lie to us. It's just that when I went home at the end of last year I expected everything to be…" Angelina broke off. She looked as if she was afraid to finish her sentence.

"Like what?" asked Fred sounding half curious half

"Like it was before" whispered Angelina.

"Before what?" asked Ron "you don't mean when You Know Who was…"

Angelina nodded.

"You can remember that?" said Katie

"A bit" said Angelina.

"I can't remember any of it" said George "Can you, Fred?"

Fred shook his head.

"Neither can I" said Alicia "What was it like?"

"I don't remember everything about it" admitted Angelina "just that people were scared. And all the adults I knew were jumpy around each other. It was like no one trusted anyone else. My mum didn't like me playing with other kids because she didn't know if we could trust their parents. The only person anyone really seemed to trust was Dumbledore. And…"

"What?" asked Alicia.

"Oh I was just thinking. You know that nearly everyone except Dumbledore is scared to say You-Know-Who's name…"

"Harry says it" interrupted Ron.

"Harry says You-Know-Who's name?" said Katie as Alicia shot Ron a nasty look.

"Yeah he's said it since our first year" said Ron "Sorry, Angelina, what were you saying?"

"If you think people are scared to say his name now, back then it seemed worse. It could be because I'm older now and I understand it better, I don't know. But when I was younger it was like some people were even afraid to say You-Know-Who" said Angelina "Anyway it's not like that now. When I got home and told my parents that You-Know-Who was back they looked at me like I was crazy. Then of course the Daily Prophet started printing all this stuff about Harry being an attention seeking show off and Dumbledore going senile. I stopped reading it after about a week"

"Did your parents believe it?" asked Katie.

"I never asked them" said Angelina "They never said anything either way to me about it"

"How come you stopped reading the Daily Prophet?" asked Ron.

"I didn't think that a lot of the stuff they were printing was true" said Angelina.

There was a very long moment of silence in which everyone avoided looking at each other, yet they all seemed to be waiting for someone else to say something.

"I believe Harry" said Angelina quietly after about a minute. "Now what did you want to ask us, Ron"

Ron took a deep breath. This was going to be easy now that he knew they all supported Harry.

"How would you like to learn real Defence Against the Dark Arts?" he asked "Not reading a boring text book, not trying to catch Cornish Pixies. I mean stuff we can actually use to defend ourselves."

"Who's going to be teaching us?" asked George "McGonagall? Flitwick?"

Ron shook his head.

"Who then?" asked Fred. "If it's Snape I'm not doing it"

"Neither am I" declared George.

The Chasers also expressed their refusal to take extra lessons from Snape.

"No, not Snape" Ron assured them.

"Well who?" demanded Fred

"Harry!"

Looks of uncertainty appeared on every face.

"But we're older than Harry" Angelina pointed out "We've already learnt the stuff that he has"

"Only what you've learnt in class" said Ron "We're not doing that. We're going to be learning real defence spells, like Harry used in the Triwizard"

"What sort of spells?" asked Katie interestedly.

Ron counted on his fingers.

"There was Stunning, Disarming…"

"But we learnt the Disarming spell when Lockhart had that dueling club" said Fred.

"And it was the only spell we learned" said Ron "And Harry was better at it than us when we practiced on the train. What else? Oh yeah, the Impediment jinx, Shield charm, Reductor curse" he looked around at the rest of the team who were hanging on his every word. He almost had them convinced. He just needed one more thing to persuade them "I have to make them think they should do this" he thought and it came to him "Harry was the only one in our class who could fight the Imperius Curse last year"

Fred let out a low whistle. Katie's eyes widened.

"No one in my year could do it" she said in awe.

"Nor ours" said Alicia. "Not even Angelina and she'd already turned seventeen when Professor – I mean Mr. - You know who I mean. When he did it to us.

"Harry threw it off completely after about for tries" said Ron. "I told you he's good at Defence Against the Dark Arts. He's easily the best in our year, even better than Hermione. Now do you lot want to have lessons from him or not?"

"I do" said Alicia at once "We're leaving at the end of this year and I want to be ready for what's out there. And we've got N.E.W.Ts this year"

"So what?" said Fred and George together.

"Yes, we know you two don't care about N.E.W.Ts" said Angelina irritably "But we do. I want to do it as well"

"So do I" said Katie.

"We're doing it too" said Fred speaking for himself and George "We don't care about exams, but we want to be able to do something useful".

"OK" said Ron "Come to the Hog's Head. Twelve o'clock, first Hogsmeade weekend. That's when we're going to work everything out properly. Hermione can tell you where it is if you don't know"

Ron got up and left the change rooms. There was no denying that practice had been terrible, but he was very pleased with himself for having convinced five students, four of whom were seventh years, to join the secret defence group that he, Harry and Hermione were planning.