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Chapter Two
Tuesday could not come quick enough for Harry. He was rather excited about teaching his parents and friends. He had a very interesting lesson for them planned. Well he thought that it would be interesting, he was positive that they would have a similar reaction to what he and his classmates had when Moody/Crouch or whatever you want to call him taught it to them. The class slowly and silently entered the class. Several of them seem to look at the Marauders then back at Harry. He had a feeling that he knew what was going on. Now how can I foil a prank of which I know nothing about? Harry took a look at his general surroundings. Now Potter you always want to have a good feel of every situation, walk into this room and tell me everything that is wrong with it. Maybe all that training with Moody could be put to good use.
Pettigrew caught his eye; Harry could see flashes of spells the boys had used before Harry had entered the classroom.
Harry stepped aside the tripping jinx and proceeded to make his way to the front of the room. While he avoided the charmed front row of desks he pondered what to do about the final spell. He was unfamiliar with it; he wanted to turn the tables on the boys. In the end he figured he would use a little spell that Remus had showed him the previous year.
He was amazed with the result; the entire class got hit with the spell. James ended up with a monkey's head, Sirius had the body of a goat, and Remus had managed to transform into a toad with purple polka dots. Peter's was the best of all. Peter had turned into a bright yellow fluffy rabbit and started hopping all over the classroom. He managed to trip the trip jinx and fell flat on his face. Harry was laughing hysterically at his class. When he calmed down enough he turned the class back to their usual selves.
"Now that you're looking a little more human; rule one of defence, watch your surrounding, you never know what is out there. So you boys going to tell the class about that last spell, I don't think I've ever seen it before." The sixth years just looked at him with wonderment not quite sure what to make of him. Finally James came to his senses.
"How did you know what we did?" How did you reflect it back on us?"
"Well it wasn't hard to see the tripping jinx you placed. Those two desks look a little off. The charm on the front row was a little more difficult to see but since the magic in that spot was a little stronger than yesterday and the desk on the right is a funny shade of green."
"And that last one, I know there was no way that you could find that one. I found that spell um never mind. How'd you do it?"
"Ah well that will remain my little secret James."
"What ki… hey how do you know my name?"
"You're the Head Boy of course I know how you are, now that our fun is over for the day shall we commence with the lesson?"
"What makes you think that you are qualified to teach us? You barely look older than twenty?" Apparently not. Harry knew he looked older than he was. His hair had greyed a little from the stress of the war. His eyes had a look that plainly said that he had seen more than was natural in his short life. He really did not want to tell the Slytherin anything.
"I'm old enough Mr. Snape; now let's continue with the lesson." Harry went on to describe what would be found on their N.E.W.T.s with an in depth study of curses used during duelling and basic duelling techniques. Harry really wanted to prepare these students for the war. He heard stories about it and even if he cannot change the past he wanted to give them the tool to make informed decisions. At the end of class he set an essay on the prank pulled at the beginning of class.
In all he thought the class went rather well. He hoped it went as well next week when he introduces something that he would rather not. However he knew that it was important that these students get all the information that they could to help them survive this war.
"So, Professor Potter, the students talk nothing but how you bested a Marauder prank. Made for a few more exploding cauldrons than usual. What's your secret?" The potions Professor had come up behind Harry at lunch. He was not quite sure what to make of her.
"As I told James Potter, everybody has their secrets Professor Grey." She gave him a questionable look but continued with her dinner giving a slide glance every once and a while.
Few weeks into the term Harry looked up as the post came in at breakfast. At the corner of his eye he saw an eagle owl flying much in the same manner as Hedwig. He missed her but was sure that she was being well looked after. He was nervous about the day's lesson's he would be introducing the Unforgivables to the fourth year and above. It was not something that he was looking forward to.
"Imperio … walk to the front of the room. Now describe to me why Professor Dumbledore should declare the first week in April, prank week." Sirius went on and on why pranking would be a good outlet. When he started to get into the educational purposes Harry lifted the curse. The entire class was laughing at Sirius. He had a kind of confused look on his face.
"You think that was funny? Total control, there was nothing stopping me from telling Sirius from telling him to jump out of a window or to attack one of you. Total control. Imperious curse is an unforgivable curse, which the use of will land you a cell in Azkaban prison for the rest of your life." The class immediately stopped laughing after the first sentence.
"No, it isn't very funny. Would somebody like to tell me about the other two unforgivables?"
"Yes, Miss Black."
"Cruciatus curse, it causes pain, and if held for long enough can drive the victim to go insane." Harry could not help but look at Frank Longbottom and think of the irony of that statement.
"Very good, ten points to Slytherin, and the last one?"
"Killing curse, Avada Kedavra." Harry looked into the eyes of his father and gave a long sigh.
"Yes, ten points Gryffindor. There isn't much defence when it comes to these curses but there are things that you can do. I'd like a three-foot essay on each of the unforgivable curses and possible defences. That's all for today. Oh twenty point to Gryffindor for Sirius' enlightening demonstration." Harry dismissed the class. He was preparing to test all students above the fourth year on the imperious curse the same way he was taught. He was a little disappointed that Sirius had not shown any resistance against his curse, although in his defence he supposed that he would have given that information freely and saw no reason to resist. He would have to be a little harder on his next victim.
Harry was not very surprised that no one in his other classes showed any real aptitude for fighting off the imperious curse. It takes a very strong mind and a lot o will power. The person who was the closest was Severus Snape. Harry knew from many hours of taking Occlumency lessons with the man, just how strong his mind is.
While walking down the halls one night after dinner, Harry overheard a couple of students talking in hushed voices. Thanking the Weasley twins for always making sure he had a pair of Extendable Ears on him at all times, he pulled them out.
"… into action?" Said a small squeaky voice.
"At the feast." This voice was more commanding as if he expected the task to get done no excuses.
"Won't they notice he's missing?"
"Let me worry about that you just get your part done and if all goes well you will be rewarded." The first voice, Harry did not recognize at all, however the second voice seemed vaguely familiar. The two boys disappear after that. Harry was debating whether or not to tell Dumbledore. There was not really a lot of information he could gather form it. All he knew was that these boys were attempting to possibly kidnap somebody, presumably at the Halloween feast and the boy with the scared voice would get rewarded if he completed his task. He was quite sure that it had something to do with Voldemort; Harry could feel it in his gut. Although he really did not want to inform Albus with so little information he figured that a student's safety was in danger and it was his right as Headmaster to be informed.
The Headmaster seemed quite concerned with the information. However he gave no indication that he was going to do anything about it. Harry made a note to himself to keep a close eye on the situation.
While seated at dinner an annoyed looking potions mistress sat beside him. She seemed to be trying to come up with enough resolve to confront Harry about something.
"Is there something I can help you with Professor Grey?" He figured he would break the ice.
"I was hearing very interesting stories from my six year Gryffindor class this afternoon.
"Is that so?" He knew what she was going to say but was not going to make it easy for her.
"Well did you, or did you not place the imperious curse on Sirius Black?"
"I did." No point in denying it and besides Harry liked the look of fury in her eyes when he spoke in short to the point sentences.
"It's illegal! How can you just put illegal curses on students? It is immoral; there should be no reason for it. I'm going to the Headmaster with this; he'll see to it that the proper authorities are notified…"
"Gwenny! The Headmaster gave me his approval for one thing. The other, don't you believe that these students should know how to defend themselves against curses like this?"
"Yes of course but there is no reason why you would perform such a curse of which the use of will land you a cell in Azkaban."
"If you have never seen a curse before how are you suppose to defend yourself against it? This was how I learned to throw off the imperious curse and I expect at least one of my students to be able to by the end of the year. If they have never experienced it before how are they to know how to deal with it when it happens to them?"
"What makes you so certain that they will experiences curses like the unforgivables? They are only students why would they come across a situation where they will have to face such a dark curse."
"You do not seem to know much about the current political situation do you?"
"It is my family's tradition to stay out of political agendas, whether it is the ministry or any upcoming dark wizards, we don't feel that it is right to impose beliefs on other people."
"What about when people decide to impose their beliefs on you. Are you going to stand up for what you believe in?"
"We keep to ourselves and don't care what anybody has to say about it."
"I wish it were that simple but sometimes you aren't given a choice and in those circumstances you are forced to defend yourself. That is what I'm doing with these kids teaching them to defend themselves when people are trying to force their beliefs on them."
"Alright I can understand that. But I still don't believe that it is right to perform an illegal curse on a student."
"Believe me Professor Grey I wish that I didn't have to. But these are dark times; they will get worse before they get better. I also wish that I could stay as neutral as your family however it just isn't possible."
It had been several weeks since his conversation with Professor Grey. Preparations were being made for the upcoming Halloween feast. Harry had not heard head or tails of any plot for that night.
"You guys have some very interesting ideas about the unforgivables. Miss Black; the point wasn't to describe how each curse is performed and the affects of it. The purpose was to discuss possible defences against them. However, I did give you marks for being very descriptive on their affects." Harry continued the lesson on curses, which were not quite as bad as the unforgivables but very close. At the end of class Harry prepared for his next victim.
"Imperio, Miss Evans I want you to approach James and tell him you really want to go to the next Hogsmeade weekend with him and tell him that you really do find his pranks funny." Harry could see the debate in her eyes but only a few seconds passed before she declared in front of the whole class how much she really wanted to go to Hogsmeade with James. How much she really does like his pranks and that the detentions and points were just a cover. It almost seemed to Harry that she actually believed what she was saying. Maybe this is how they got together.
Halloween arrived sooner then Harry would have liked. He still had no clue as to the identity of Sirius's would be kidnappers but he had a shrewd idea.
He made his way to the feast and was happy to see Sirius sitting happily in his seat at the Gryffindor table probably putting his latest prank into motion. He was getting into a conversation with Professor Grey when the door from the Entrance Hall opened.
BOOM. The door to the Entrance Hall opened. A man wearing black robes with a hood pulled over his head walked through the door.