Disclaimers: See the first chapter.
Snippets From the Potterverse
Chapter 46 - Defense Against The Dark Arts, Part 3
I say we take a vote, Parvati said importantly, as the Gryffindors gathered in the common room after dinner.
What for? Seamus wanted to know.
Well, maybe not a vote, but we have to make our voices heard! Parvati cried. We've suffered through enough substandard, badly-dressed teachers! (Harry, Ron, and Hermione exchanged Looks.) We need to tell Dumbledore that we just won't take it anymore! We need to learn ! You-Know-Who is out there, after all! We need to recruit a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher who actually knows his stuff! Oh, and a cute one, too. She sat down.
You're right, Dean said slowly. I'm getting a little tired of it too. When Professor Lupin and Professor Moody were here, Defense Against the Dark Arts was fun ! Protecting yourself is kind of scary when you think of why you need to do it, but learning it is kind of cool! I mean, look at how much fun the DA was last year. We need something like that!
Only without Zacharias Smith, Ron scowled.
Hermione clapped her hands excitedly. See, Harry? I told you people would love it. I mean, if it weren't for Marietta, we would have gotten a lot farther last year! I think we should pick up where we left off - after all, it's not illegal anymore-
Ron brightened. Who's up for that again? Harry teaching us Defense?
Hands waved in the air. Harry turned bright red and tried not to look too pleased with himself.
But I can't do it, I'm not a professional - and Dumbledore -
Who cares? Seamus shouted. We'll tell him we want you! You can curse rings around the usual cruddy teachers he gets for us!
After all, Harry, you've stood up to so much! Lavender said admiringly.
Okay, I'll do it! Harry said happily.
I second that motion! Parvati cried.
Let's go tell Dumbledore! cheered Neville.
But when they reached the headmaster's office, Dumbledore himself was just leaving it. Harry called, running up behind the headmaster. We have the perfect new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher!
Sorry, Harry, but I've already found one, Dumbledore said cheerfully. Now please excuse me. I'm visiting someone at St. Mungo's...
The Gryffindors stared after him as he skipped down the hallway like a small girl. The last thing they heard was, Oh, Gilderoy... I haven't seen you in so long! I hope you're as attractive as ever!
Silence reigned. Then Ron spoke up. I feel ill.
I second that motion, Hermione agreed.
Harry and his classmates made a mad dash for the bathrooms.
