Chapter Three: Binds
Anything good in life is either illegal, immoral, or fattening.
Brooke who was secretly Hermione Granger nervously tugged at her robes. Today would be her first class, which unfortunately was with the Slytherins. Brooke shuddered knowing without a doubt in her mind they would torture her for her impure blood. With a deep breath she opened the door.
And was met with chaos.
Word gets around fast, Brooke thought as her stomach twisted itself into knots. Her first week had went rather smoothly but this week was different. This week Minerva wasn't there. And the Slytherins seemed to have taken in it upon themselves to break her.
"CLASS!" Brooke shouted angrily as a paper plane sailed across the classroom. How purebloods knew how to fold a paper airplane was beyond her.
"That's it." Brooke said under her breath as she pushed up her sleeve and pulled out her wand.
"Consto Formalis!" Brooke shouted as a near purple light burst from her wand.
The results were instant Brooke was pleased to say. Everything that had been flying through the air was now frozen in air and the Slytherins were well...let's say they now know what being a caged animal feels like.
"Aren't you going to let us out!" Pansy demanded as she gripped her cage's iron bars.
"Yeah! It's been at leasthalf anhour!" Theodore Nott added in a very snobby way.
Brooke just raised one eyebrow. A habit she was ashamed to admit she picked up from Ron and Har...Evan. Putting down her book she carefully walked to the nearest caged child who just happened to be Draco Malfoy.
"If you lot are going to act like a bunch of unruly animals. I'm going to treat you like a bunch of animals! I expected better behavior from your house! I don't have a doubt in my mind that Salazar Slytherin would be find you all a DISGRACE!" Brooke said menacingly as they all lowered their eyes at the mention of the Founder of their House.
"Now class, I want two scrolls on classroom behavior." Brooke said moments before the bell rang. "Have a good day." she cooed as the cages disappeared. Shocked the Slytherins numbly packed their stuff up.
Ignorance is bliss. No wonder I'm so depressed.
"CONSTANT VIGILANCE!" screamed Moody as he burst through his class's room door.
Every Gryffindor either jumped or fell out of their seats in terror. Evan laughed lightly at the fourth years tangled on the floor. Shaking his brown haired head Evan got out his wand and muttered something under his breath. A light blue glow from the tip of his wand and as quickly as it came it went out.
"SEE THAT! THAT"S WHAT YOU'RE WORKING FOR!" Moody screamed in absolute delight at the fact Evan had barely flinched with his...sudden entrance.
"Shall we start?" Evan asked innocently as half the class was still shaking.
"Start what Professor?" Hermione asked eagerly, her books already out.
"No need to call me Professor, Miss Granger. I'm only doing this so I can pay my way through Healer's Haven." Evan said grinning at her mystified face.
"What Healer's Haven?" Harry asked curiously.
"It's where people with an natural talent or the will to learn the Arts of Healing." Evan explained with a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes.
"Anyways, what I was going to teach you lazy lot today is a way to identify most Dark curses. Some are unidentifiable and you're going to learn why." Moody started as he waved his wand at the board notes appearing.
Job placement: Telling your boss what he can do with your job.
Petunia sipped the black coffee that now replaced her tea while she clicked the black ink pen. With a look of pure stubbornness she labeled her notebook full of lined paper. 'Differences or What the Hell Went Wrong,'.
With a tired sigh Petunia made a line and wrote three separate names:
Harry Potter Dudley Dursley Vernon Dursley
Chewing her lip slightly she started to list her dislikes about them all.
Harry Potter Dudley Dursley Vernon Dursley
Unkept Loud Abusive
Freaky Over-weight Too Old Fashion
Too Ghostly Whiny Whiny
Spoiled Spoiled
Over-weight
Loud
Lazy
Drunk
Petunia snorted when she reread her list. For some reason the Dursley men were so much a like. Shaking her head she turned the page and re-headed her list, this time for likes.
Harry Potter Dudley Dursley Vernon Dursley
Does his share Affectionate ...
Quiet Good Boxer...
Smart Wonderful...Friends...
Petunia winced as she read through her list. This was bad. Very bad. She knew her nephew, who she barely spoke to! Better than her son and husband! And from the looks of things she liked him better too!
With a groan Petunia nursed her head in her arms as the coffee wore off. Today was defiantly not a good day.
Always listen to experts. They'll tell what can't be done and why. Then do it.
Harry grinned like a manic as he had his best friends back at his sides. If Harry didn't know better he would say this was the happiest day of his life. He just defeated a dragon (one of the more temperamental ones too), got his best friend Ron back and no one (minus a dragon) has tried to kill him. Life was good.
" 'Arry? Mr. Jamie Son vants a vord." Fleur said politely as she moved around Harry well wishers.
"Alright." Harry said happily, not even the thought of a possible Death Eater ruining his good mood.
The two walked towards the Champions tent in a semi-comfortable silence. Harry shifted uncomfortably as Fleur gave him questioning looks. 'The tent never seemed this far away,' Harry thought with agony as the once semi-comfortable silence turned into a brutal torture for him.
"Is there, er, something you want?" Harry asked stopping while he looked everywhere but at Fleur.
"Not as much as vant, 'Arry. It's vant I vant to know vhy you don't...act like the others." Fleur said struggling with her English.
"Like the others?" Harry asked confused.
Biting her lip, she motioned at the boys behind them that seemed to have been following them. "Oh, well I have no idea." Harry said.
"It's vine. I just vanted to know." Fleur said as they started walking again.
Shrugging hopelessly at her he walked into the tent with her trailing behind him with a thoughtful gaze.
"Awe, excellent. Now that we're all here I have rather important announcement to make. If any of you are uncomfortable with what I'm going to tell you, you will have your memories taken away. Understood?" Evan said his brown eyes shining eerily.
"Understood." The four said with curiosity and fear.
"To win this Tournament is to use all your assets. Do you really think Voldemort is gone? He is coming back. So what better time when a sorry excuse for a wizard is Minister is at the height of his power? What better time than the Tri-Wizard Tournament? When relations between schools are at their worst? Look around a war is brewing whether we want it or not." Evan sighed closing his eyes, remembering everything.
"What exactly are you proposing?" Cedric asked.
"A chance to develop and become the strongest there is. To know who you are is the first step to accomplishing anything." Evan said after continuing after a moment's pause. "So who's with me?"
"I'm in." Cedric said nodding definitely.
"As am I." Fleur said her voice neutral.
"Count me in." Victor Krum said grinning.
"Do you even have to ask?" Harry asked rolling his eyes.
"Okay then class first things first. We need to know your complete heritage. A potion can do that." Evan said a bit distracted.
"Why do you need to know our heritage?" Cedric asked confused.
"So we can undo those magical binds you're all under." Evan said a frowning in thought, not realizing his confession brought out the shock in everyone.