Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns everything in this story except for Orlando Baragon, Anna Ominous, the Spiritus Apographon, and of course the plot.

Note: In my story Draco doesn't know Tonks is his cousin. After all Andromeda was disowned from the Black family. Such scandal was not to be spoken of to the children. However, Tonks is well aware that Draco is her cousin, but she doesn't know that he doesn't know.

Year 6 Part 1: The Filth in Purity

Chapter 6: Spiritus Apographon

Nymphadora Tonks, The latest Defense Against the Darks teacher to grace the hallways of Hogwarts. Admittedly she was quite nervous her first day, so much in fact her eyes kept changing color. Fortunately, the students were so curious about her she spent the class periods telling them about herself and Morphamaguses in general, which she knew a lot about, so it help ease her into teaching mode.  Now it was November and she already had two months under her belt and thing were going quite well. Everyday she surprised the students with a different hairstyle and color. On this particular Monday, her hair was a brilliant blue and standing straight up.

"Okay peoples," Tonks began the class in her usual cheerful voice, needless to say the students were very surprised to see some who wasn't much older than them teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts. "Today we're going to learn some more about sneaking and disguise, more specifically the silence spell. When you use this you can walk across a tiled floor in a suit of armor and not make a sound. However it does take some practice, cause if you do it wrong, you will be taking a vow of silence against your will. So without further ado let's---- Yes, Granger."

"Professor I know, this isn't about the silence spell, but can you tell us about the Spiritus Apographon?" Hermione slowly lowered her hand as she spoke.

"Ah. Yes the good old Spiritus Apographon, a very handy, but very hard to learn trick. Basically it's a spiritual projection of yourself, it has many of the capabilities as a ghost, like walking through walls and such. However, it can also take on the characteristics of a physical being, such as picking up objects or, if the wizard is skilled enough to produce a strong enough Spiritus, it can also attack someone."

Hermione noticed Draco tense up at Tonks' last statement, then he proceeded to raise his own hand.

"Yeah, Malfoy." Tonks raised her eyebrows.

"Is it possible that a Spiritus Apo---whatever it is---"

"Apographon," Hermione whispered rather loudly.

"Apographon." Draco threw Hermione a quick glare before continuing. "Was the thing that attacked me?"

The class fell as still as death. Draco suddenly didn't want to be the center of attention at that moment.

"Well, yes it is possible, very unlikely, but possible. See there are several things that must be taken into account. For one thing, though the Spiritus, has some traits of the ghost, there are some limitations of the physical body that are attached to it, like it can't go through enchanted walls, like those of the dormitories." Tonks said matter-of-factly.

"So it couldn't have been one then. I thought you said it was possible." Draco questioned, looking slightly miffed.

"But I read there was an exception, I--" Hermione sounded almost frantic.

"Slow down, Granger, Malfoy. I'm getting to that part." Tonks chuckled.

"Granger's right, there is an exception. If the Spiritus is some how kindred to the enchanted place, it will be allowed entrance."

"So in other words if someone was to attack Draco the person would mostly likely have to be a Slytherin." Parvati Patil pointed out.

"Looks like the snakes are starting to eat each other." Ron snickered to Harry.

"Watch it Weasel!" Malfoy hissed.

"That's enough from both of you!" Tonks' voice became crisp. " Weasely that was uncalled for! Five points off! Malfoy stop being so sensitive."

The two boys  looked quite shocked at what they were just told off about.

"Now ." Tonks continued. "It's very unlikely that  any student here could have done it using a Spiritus. It's a very difficult technique to learn, and for student to have it mastered enough to attack another student and be able to use a wand skillfully enough to inscribe a message on someone's person, makes it almost impossible as a possibility."

"Professor is there any student in this school that does know how to do the Spiritus Apographon?"Hermione asked.

"Yes, I think there is,  though like you guys he's in class now, but I'll see if I can arrange for him to  come in one day and demonstrate. Now don't go pointing fingers at him when you do find out who it is, we don't even know if it was Spiritus."

Tonks paused for a moment after saying that, seeming to think about then decide on something. "Actually guys I think I'm going to rearrange the schedule a little bit. I was going to talk about the Spiritus Apographon and other things like it later in the year, but due to recent events and questions, why not talk about it now?"

There were murmurs and nods, the whole class seemed to agree.

"Okay. With that settled, read chapter 8, pages 200 to 210, instead of chapter 4. Also give me a quick summary of the Spiritus Apographon, and how it is conjured."

There was a unanimous groan from the class upon hearing the still had an assignment to do.

"Oh, shut up," was Tonks' response.

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"I can't believe you were trying to help ferret-face back there." Ron blurted out after class.

Harry nodded, he new Hermione had a tendency to worry about anyone who was hurt, but still Malfoy?

"This isn't just about Malfoy, if this person is after Purebloods then you might be next Ron." Hermione answered seriously.

Ron gulped and didn't open his mouth again until lunch.

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Draco let out a small yawn when he entered the Slytherin Common room. Mondays were absolutely vile, particularly if you had an even more vile weekend to proceed it. Not to mention he had a head splitting headache on top of all of it. Fortunately, everyone was at lunchwhich left the Common room empty and quiet. However, Draco's fortune turned to misfortune when he noticed Orlando Baragon sitting on one of the couches bent over writing on a piece of parchment. He remembered Baragon had wanted to talk to him later about extra Quidditch practice and Harry Potter. Quite frankly Draco felt he had not the energy to discuss either subject.

He moved slowly and carefully, making sure didn't make any noise that would catch Orlando's attention and make him look up. Then just as Draco thought he was safe...

"Malfoy I want to talk to you."

Draco stopped letting out an exasperated sigh as he did so.

"Do you hate Harry Potter, or just dislike him very, very much?" Baragon asked not looking up from his homework.

"Take a guess." Draco spat.

"No. I want to hear it from you to be sure."

"I hate him of course! I hate him! I hate him! I hate him! Why are you asking me what anyone with half an eye can see?" Draco, yelled in frustration.

"There's your problem." Orlando finally faced him.

"What?!"

"You hate Potter, this gives him power over you."

"What are you talking about?"

"Hate and obsession go hand in hand."

"Are you saying I'm obsessed with Potter?!" Draco's temper was quickly on the rise, aided by the shock of what Baragon might be implying.

"Yes."

"Do you dare imply that I'm---"

"No."

"Then what---?"

"I'm not talking about obsession in a sexual context, I'm talking about having someone on your mind all of the time. So much so that you can't concentrate. I know you're not stupid, but it seem whenever you get near Potter you make stupid mistakes. For example, the incident on the train, and that time a little while ago in the hallway. Not mention many other occasions."

Draco opened his mouth to make a comeback, but found he had none.

"Look, I know your not going to like this, but you have got to stop hating him, you can dislike him, yes, but you must get him out of your head, and I think the only way to do that is to, brace yourself, try to be civil to him." Orlando winced, preparing for the uproar he expected from the Slytherin Prince.

Sure enough the uproar came.

"YOU EXPECT ME TO BE CIVIL TO THAT......THAT...."

"Yes, and purely as a matter of business expediency."

"Business?!"

"For the Quidditch games, here is were your obsession is most dangerous. It distracts you so you concentrating on  him rather than  the snitch and that always leaves you a step behind."

"I HAVE NEVER LET HIM DISTRACT ME!" Malfoy screamed back.

" Then tell me WHY you have always lost to him, and don't tell me it was luck on his part, I was there too. And it was NOT luck." Baragon's voice was beginning to rise.

"WELL, I.....I.....he." Draco's voice became less acute as he slowly realized he could only answer the question without admitting Harry distracting him or admitting a fault in his skills.

"Look, if this only involved you and him I wouldn't give a damn, but since this might affect Slytherin victory, which affects me, I will give a damn." Baragon stood up, his voice growing cold and dangerous. "And I warn you Draco Malfoy, if you do not even attempt to temporarily get over this obsession and improve your game, I swear I will throw you off this team, got it?"

Baragon's face at this point was mere inches away from Malfoy's, the grey eyes were slowly being overpowered by the dark brown almost black ones facing them. Draco blinked and looked away. "It's not wise to make an enemy of me Baragon."

"For all of this I'm actually not trying to." Orlando's voice was considerably less biting than before. " Let me know when you are healed enough to use a broomstick. I want catching the snitch to be as much second nature to you as possible."

Draco just stood there for awhile trying to come up with a retort, but nothing came, his headache was coming back and it was making him tired, damping down his rage and helping him to realize the truth behind Orlando's words. That stupid Potter was distracting him. He realized when he wasn't working on homework or socializing he was always thinking of ways to get Potter into trouble.

"Oh, Merlin I am obsessed with him." Draco groaned, putting his hands over his eyes and his fingers latching on to the hair directly attached to his forehead.

Well here it is, chapter six! And thank you so much to all those who reviewed, I live for that stuff!  I'm so glad people liked the idea of Tonks being the D.A.D.A. teacher. Also one of the greatest compliments I received was that I kept Draco in character! I was so relieved to hear that, see my aim is to have Draco have some change in viewpoint, but still keep it in bounds.

Thank you so much my dear audience! Again please read and review I need you!

Till Next time!

-Vega Sailor