The Heir's War
Harry Hermoine and Ron stepped out of the thestral pulled carriage onto the front steps of Hogwarts. This was to be their final year. They walked up the steps once more and into the Great Hall. Hermoine sat facing the Slytherin table. This was very unusual for her. (A/n Trust me, this will tie in later)
After everyone was seated and sorted into houses, McGonagall stood to say a few words.
"Last year we experienced many losses, such as that of our set of Divination professors, yet another, Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor as well, and that of the finest Potions Master Hogwarts has seen in centuries. Yes students, there will be many changes to staff. But be cheerful for I have found replacements for all. I present to you Professor Jacob Frost, your new potions Master, Also, your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Amanda Gabriella Borders, and as well as your divination professor, Salen Vagus."
There was quite a number of applause from the male half of the room. Amanda stepped lightly to her designated seat. She was changed into a tight, revealing robe that caught even Flitwick's gaze. Amanda must have been part Veela for the boys' reactions. Professor Frost was a tall man with short mixed colored hair. He had a face that could bring women to there knees. This man was damn fine.
Then, still standing, Professor McGonagall spoke into the chatter. "Now children a few more announcements, the forbidden forest is still off limits to all students. More importantly, there will be a contest this year. I present the Heir's War. Two students from each house who show the most traits from those of who started their house will be chosen to face the same fears and battles as the founders themselves faced. Those who participate receive one N.E.W.T. for any subject they choose. The winner receives that and ten thousand Galleons. The last requirement is that the participant must be seventh year, or of that age. We will be using the Goblet of fire once again it will be in the entrance hall. You must be 17, 18, or 19 to participate. To enter, write your name and house on a piece of parchment and stuff it in. Tuck in children."
"Bloody Hell!" said Ron loudly
"I know what you mean mate. I can finally pass a test without the help of Hermione her or a Damned book.
"Harry! Please no cursing!"
"Sorry, Mione."
Near the end of the feast, Amanda looked down to see everyone very happy. Many at each table were talking excited to the person next to them. She looked over to the Gryffindor table and found Harry, Ron and Hermione speaking in the same manner. She turned her gaze again to find the Malfoy boy she met on the train looking up at the staff table towards her. He smirked and looked away. What's with him? She asked herself.
The feast ended rather soon after that. Everyone went to their common rooms and the teachers left to their private rooms. Amanda just so happened to have a room next to the Head Boy and Girl. Her room was a gorgeous blood red. The curtains and drawings were jet black. The bed itself could fit three people comfortably the chandelier and metal objects were all silver. All the wood in the room was painted black. This room was a very dark heaven.
Amanda moved on to the bathroom. It was amazing. There was a giant bathtub in the floor much like a small swimming pool. The taps were silver. The marble in the room was a dark soothing green. The shower was large enough to fit two people spaciously.
The kitchenette was absolutely perfect. It was connected to the dining area, which in turn was connected to the common room. The whole set of rooms were dark maroon. The wood in the cabinets and tables were the most soothing color of chestnut wood Amanda had ever seen. She began to think she could get use to this.
Just as she was beginning to ponder on what to do first out of a bath with vanilla or lavender, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in." she called
Then walked in Jacob Frost and Professor McGonagall.
"Care for a chat?" asked Minerva McGonagall.
"What about?" asked Amanda eagerly
"About becoming the Slytherin Champion. Are you absolutely sure you can handle the stress of the ordeal…" began professor McGonagall
"With being and Auror, teacher, hunting and being hunted by every extremist Death eater there is." Injected Jacob
"Professor"
"Call me Minerva, my dear Amanda"
"Minerva" said Amanda "I believe I can handle anything you can throw at me."
Professor McGonagall raised his wand to throw a potted plant. Amanda lifted her hand and the pot and plant caught fire. The pot cracked several times due to the heat. Amanda lowered her hand and the smoldering pot fell to the floor. It gave one final puff of smoke and lied there.
"See?"
"Quite so" said Minerva
"Besides, who else more fitting to be Slytherin champion that the heir of Slytherin herself." Said Jacob
"Jacob, what if some one were listening just then? I can't risk being found. You know just as much as Professor McGonagall here that if Voldemort found me I'd be dead in a literal heartbeat." Amanda raved
"But you would have sensed them, Amanda." Said professor McGonagall
"That's not the point. They may have known Occlumency or something of the sort."
"Fine MY mistake! But you know, it's not like he doesn't know your you already." Said Jacob Frost throwing up his arms in defeat
"Yes, but you know that he hasn't found me yet and I can still live a normal life. Well as normal as a person of my status can."
"I think we should leave you to your unpacking, Amanda. Oh and you Jacob, Must you continue to quarrel with her on every topic. You two haven't changed since I taught you both. It's hard to believe that you two will be married soon.
Jacob looked hurt and misunderstood. "But Professor, she started it."
"Good Night Jacob."
The next morning
"Hey, I'm hungry."
"Me too. Let's go meet Hermione and go to… Where is Hermione's room?"
"I don't know mate. Let's go anyway. Maybe she'll find her way down and we can eat." Said Ron eagerly
"Fine"
They made their way down several halls and moving staircases and came across two doors they had never seen in that hall before. On the left door were a lion and a serpent forming a heart. And on the left door was an Egyptian Cobra with glowing red eyes, head raised and neck stretched to its full width.
Harry looked at the doors. He guessed quickly that they belonged to the head boy and girl and the other still left him a little baffled. Then he figured it out. The right door belonged to Amanda. Ron must have seen the same thing.
"Let's ask Amanda to eat Breakfast with us."
"I don't think she can. She's a teacher."
"Yeah. I forgot. Well she's not as old and the other teachers. Maybe she can still sit with us. She's supposed to be in 7th year anyway."
At that moment, Draco Malfoy stepped over the threshold of the left door and gave an evil smirk.
"Waiting for your fair maiden, weasel? And how about you potter? Seriously you two can't do anything at all with out you precious blasted bookworm mudblood."
Finally Hermione stepped out of the room,. But something is quite extraordinarily different about her. Harry couldn't place his finger on it for a minute or two. Then Whoa! She was wearing clothes much more revealing than permitted by the Hogwarts Dress Code. And they mean MUCH shorter, revealing, and tighter than allowed. Back at Grimmauld Place, it wasn't as noticeable but now, it drastically was.
"Ok, who are you and what have you done with the mudblood?"
"Ok, who are you and what have you done with Hermione?" said Ron and Harry Simultaneously.
"It's me" began Hermione to an astonished Malfoy," I just decided to be a little more…..open."
"I'll bet. Ok, I'm stuck to you so let's get going, NOW."
"What do you mean 'stuck to her?'"
Professor McGonagall wants us to go everywhere and do everything together. And I mean every thing. She wants us to build house unity." Said a Hermione they new. Smart.
"Even bathing and dressing and sleeping?" Said Ron interestingly
Unfortunately, Yes we even share a bed" Hermoine gave an involuntary shiver to show her disgust.
"That's got to be horrible for you, Mione."
They all went down several more staircases and hallways and finally entered the great Hall. They all sat at the Gryffindor table.
"Why must we sit with the bloody Gryffindors?"
"Because I want to sit with my friends."
"So I want to sit with MY friends at MY table."
They began to hand out schedules. The group began to read what the have.
"Bloody Hell!" we've got Amanda first thing for Defense Against The Dark Arts. Oh, but it's with Slytherin. That's not good." Said Ron
"Hey. It's not like I'm not getting enough stares because I'm sitting with a bunch of Damned Gryffindors." Whispered Malfoy hotly
"Then we have Potions, also with Slytherin. Oh and the day's looking up. Herbology with Hufflepuff. Its good today's Sunday. We don't start work until tomorrow. This will be good. Oh, but what about Amanda, can she come with us?" Ron finished
"Don't know, mate. Maybe. Or she might have work. Do teachers work on the weekends?" answered Harry
They went about their business most of the day unfortunately, without Hermione.
"Why Malfoy"
They went to talk to Hagrid, but he was in the forest and they didn't want to start trouble in there this year or face what Hagrid may be hiding. They went to the lake but it was too crowded with people enjoying there final summer day. They even looked to visit Amanda, but she was nowhere to be found. Finally, it was late enough to sleep so they gave up on the day and went to bed early.
In the night, Harry woke to a horrible noise resembling a dying animal. It sounded much like a dog more than any other animal. Harry looked for the source of the sound, but found none. Just when he was about to give up searching, he looked out the window for a fraction of a second and saw a dark outline of a big dog. Harry stopped and looked closer to see clearly the big black dog. The dog had a huge gash on its left shoulder.
Harry thought about where he had seen such a dog before. Finally, it came to him. The dog must be Sirius. "Could that be him?" He said to himself. In the few seconds it took him to say the words, the black dog had vanished into the forest.
For a few more minutes Harry stood there at the window thinking. Harry debated with himself whether he should wake Ron and go into the forest to search for the dog but thought better of the action. Instead, he decided to go back to sleep. He tried to sleep but none came to him. The thought that the big black dog could possibly be Sirius, that Sirius could be alive wasn't allowing any sleep to come to him.
Harry watched the sun rise the next morning without the thought of the dog leaving his mind he rolled out of his four poster and into his school robes.
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