CHAPTER 7

Harry and Remus spent the rest of the night working on various spells that Harry had invented. Some of them were more diffucul than others, but that is to be expected. Once Remus had learned a fair few, they started going over which ones Harry would teach his students. "What about this one?" Harry asked.

He was pointing to the one at the top of the page. 'Spinning spell. This spell is used to spin your opponent. The effect is that they will end faceing outward from the dual. Usually the opponent will be confused enough to realize that they need to turn around. Many duels can be won because of confusion and distraction because the person does not have enough space in his or her brain. While the adrenaline pumps through the body, the brain focuses on one thing. When that one thing is changed, it is hard to figure out what is wrong. Most sheild charms will block this spell. Beneath this was an explanation about how he founded the spell and the reference spells used to create it.

"Yeah, that one sounds good. And plus, it's not one of the more brutal ones," he said with a smirk. "You can teach it to all of your classes, right? I mean it's not too hard is it? Just make sure they can all do sheild charms."

"Yeah, all right."

After they worked for awhile, Remus bid farewell, but Harry did not go to sleep yet. He pulled out a book from under his bed. It's not that he was ashamed or that he wanted to hide this work from anyone, it was only that he wanted to work alone. The cover read, Meeting with the Dead. The book was not as dark as the title portrayed. Harry was looking for some way to talk to his parents and Sirius again. Since the dream he had before he left for the past, he had been trying to find out what itreally was. The name of having dreams with the dead were called mortuus somnium. The most common dreams of the dead allow the living person to communicate with the dead. There are some rarer cases where communication is prohibited. It takes a strong wizard or whitch of the dead to perform these. They also must have an important reason to only send a message, but not converse.

The next few paragraphs explained how it is done from the afterlife, which Harry read many times.

In the afterlife, a witch and wizard still have their magical ability, but a wand is no longer needed. It may make the wizard/witch more powerful in the afterlife if they are buried with their wand, but it is not important. The dead are able to watch the undead, and must before preforming this spell. They have to watch the subject, because they have to know them completely. Knowing the person before they died is a great advantage. This will sometimes take years to fully understand the person as an individual. If the spell is performed before the undead target is not completely understood, then the spell could either be directed to the wrong person, or the wrong spell will be delivered.

The rare occurences when the dead only wish to send a message take much more time to prepare. It is not completely understood how it s performed by the dead, but it is guessed to be similar to the normal mortuus somnium. A very powerful witch or wizard must perform the spell.

The next few paragraphs described the possibilities of the tecnique to perform the spell to only send a message, but none of then seemed valid to Harry, so he put the book back under his bed and layed down. This scool year would surely be interesting. Voldemort is bound to make a move soon, considering they were in the midst of a war. But all they could do now was wait until it did happen. But now that Harry thought about it, it didn't really make sense. Why did they have to wait around for Voldemort to attack. As soon as they had their own 'army' ready on the light side, they should be able to attack as well. Would that defeat the purpose of calling themselves light though? He fell into a disturbed sleep thinking all of these thoughts.

Harry woke still tired the next morning. He had woken many times during the night thinking he heard his alarm go off. In reality of coarse, it didn't and he just woke at random times. There were bags under his eyes and many professors and students alike asked him if he was feeling all right throughout the day. Only it just felt like the entire day had passed. Really, he was still sitting at breakfast, fast alseep with his face in his grits.

Remus debated waking him or not, and he decided he amy as well let him sleep, but in that case he would have to make sure he got a picture of this. So he summoned his camera and snapped a picture, which woke Harry up. 'Damn he's a light sleeper,' Remus thought. Within a blink of an eye Harry was standing up with his wand in his hand. "Chill out, Harry. It as only a camera. I thought maybe you'd be used to those," he said with a wink. Harry knew he was talking about Colin Creevey, but didn't say anything and just glared.

When he sat back down he noticed most of the hall had just seen what went on and he blushed a little. He noticed a few awed faces, afew smiling, and then he saw the Marauders whispering to each other. Harry's curiosity got the better of him, so he sent a wandless, wordless spell at them which enabled him to hear what they were saying.

"There's definately something up with him," he heard James saying. "I mean he's only sixteen and he's teaching, we call him by his first name, he calls his master by his name, and whatever else we don't know about him." He was ticking the things off on his fingers.

From a few seats down, a voice could be heard talking to them. "Just because you don't know everything about him doesn't mean he's one of You-Know-Who's Salves. I think it's very brave of him to say his name, and surely he is against him." Lily was a bit heated seeing that they were talking about their new professor. They didn't even know him, and they were trash talking him. There's nothing worse than that in her opinion.

"Well, my little flower, come here and tell me what you think of him, because from here it sounds like you've got a crush on our professor, but that can't be right. You're ging to be my future wife." Lily gave James her ghardest, coldest glare, and walked out of the hall. Her group of friends followed.

"I agree with you both," Remus said turning back to the conversation. "I think he's a little suspicious, but he's gotta be against You-Know-Who. I just got this feeling."

"Yeah, that's only because you're already his favorite in class."

Harry ended the spell then and turned back to his breakfast. "You know, eavesdropping is not very nice," said the older Remus sitting next to him.

"How did you know?"

"You concentrate to hard on it. Anyone within about a five meter radius could hear it," he said with a smirk. Harry looked around and noticed a few professors trying but failing to discreetly listen to their conversation. Harry blushed for the second time that morning.

The day went pretty smoothly. He didn't have to worry about the Gryffindor sixth years until tomorrow. Maybe by then he might have a little more sleep under his belt. All he could think about now was getting into his bed in his quarters adn falling fast asleep until morning. Sleep. Ah, that would be nice.

Once the day was finally over, Harry was making his way to his quarters and slepp just as planned but was stopped in the hallway by Jack Hunter. "Hey, man. Haven't seen you around much. Been hiding from me in youer room?" he asked kiddingly.

"I've been a bit busy, you should know. I don't see how you have this much energy. I'm beat."

"Yeah, I've suddenly got an addiction to coffee," was his reply.

"I feel like I've got an adiction to slepp but whenever I get a chance to actually do it, I can't stay aslepp for the life of me." Jack nodded his understanding. He obviously was using coffee only to make it through the day.

"Well, anyway, I've been thinking. You and I should have a lesson together. You know, you teach adrk magical creatures, right? I can get a hold of a few of them, and you probably have a bit more information on them than I do. Get it? The kids get information from you and get to see them from me."

"Yeah. Yeah, that sounds good. Just remind me when I'm not falling asleep in front of you. We'll go over the details then." Jack obviously got the hint, and left Harry to continue on his way.

He collapsed on his bed once he got there, and slept until the next morning. When he woke he felt completely refreshed, but it was still early. He got up and changed, ready for a training session in the Room of Requirements.

He walked past the blank wall three times, wishing for a room to train in. He opened the door, and found an empty room just like he asked. Once inside he wished for an opponent of the same skill level, and suddenly, there was one right in front of him. He was always the one to inniciate the dual so he was always ready.

He sent the first spell, hitting his opponent in the side, only causing a tear in its dark robes. The dual got steadily worse, each sporting their own injuries. Harry was completely focused until the room started to change around him.

His opponent hit him precisely in the stomach with a blue jet of light. He froze. His body was racked with pain that was almost unbareable. He had been studying distraction curses for a long time now, but he hadn't been planning on his oppo9nent using them. 'Damn,' he thought 'What spell did he use to change the room, or did he just wish it this way. Can a figment of imagination wish the room to change?' Ashe was pondering these thing, the door opened without him noticing.

Lily Evan walked into the Room of Requirement to a surprising sight. One ofher favorite professors was lying on the ground in obvious pain. She gasped and ran over to him.

"My god, Harry. Are you okay. Well, obviously not." She started babbling to herself, forgetting the problem in front of her until Harry said something.

"Get Professor Grupin," was all he could manage to get out. Lily left in search of Remus. His opponent had disappeared, and now he had to wait for him to get here to do the counter spell. It really sucked having your own spell used against you in battle. He was already used to the pain from practices, but not nearly for this long.

It seemed like forever until Lily returned with Remus. "Poena alica, " was all he could croak out. This was what he named his spell. It was really lucky Harry had taught him some of the spell he had invented.

Once the spell was released, Harry sighed and sat up. Lily was staring in fright, afraid that something might still happen. "What was that spell, and who put it on you?" she asked.

"It was my own fault. Don't worry about it. Just get back to your common room and be ready for class today. Maybe I'll mention it or something." She nedded and left.

"You okay?" Remus asked. Harry nodded, still recovering from the spell. "You know, you really should have someone else in here while you train in case something like this happens again."

"Would you like to join me next time? I was in here by a quarter past five."

"No. Are you kidding? Do you know the last time I saw 5:15 in the morning? That's insane." Harry smiled and gave him an I-told-you-so look, and they left. The room sat there just like that for the next person to come along, then it would change, and the person would have no idea that a duel had gone on in there.

Harry showered and got ready for the day in less than a half an hour. He was on his way to breakfast when he met up with Lily. "Are you all right, Harry? It's pretty scary when a girl walks into a room she thought no one else knew about and finds one of her professors laying there under a spell causing them harm."

"Yeah. Sorry about that. Didn't mean to scare ya. I was just practicing dueling you know, so I don't make a fool in front of you guys when I try to teach it later this year." That was a lie. "And when you came in, the room started to change and it distracted me. My opponent caught me, and the you found me."

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt anything. Who was you opponent? I didn't see anyne else there. What was that spell anyways? I don't think I've ever seen anything like it other than the Crutacious, but you weren't screaming in pain or anything. Oh my gosh, it wasn't the Crutacious was it? That's illegal, you know."

"I know, I know. It wasn't the Crutacious. It is illegal, like you said, but that doesn't stop people from using it anyway. As for my opponent, I wished it there. As you probably know, the room gives you anything you wish for, so I wished for someone there, and when you came in it disappeared."

"Oh. You never said what spell it was though."

"You never give up finding out any information, do you?" he asked jokingly. She blushed, but didn't say any thing. "It's a spell that I made up myself, so don't go looking for it in the librry, 'cause you won't find it. I might go over it in class today. Now that someone knows about it, it's pretty useless to keep it a secret."

"I can keep it a secret, if you want," she offered. "I won't tell, I promise."

"I know you wouldn't tell anyone intentionally, but could you throw off an Imperious Curse? See what I mean?" She nodded and they continued into the hall.

Okay, I'm going on vacation and then I start sports like the next week, so the summer at home is pretty much over. I'm gonna still try to keep updating. I want ot actually finish this one. I didn't really get that many reviews last chapter, but those of you who did Thanks a bunch. I hope you like this one.