Summery: Harry finally has Sirius back in his life, a home and friends. What could go wrong?
No Longer Running
Chapter Twelve
Defense and Letters
A tall, slightly muscular man with dark brown hair flecked with light brown specks named Professor David Snippet paced as he lectured his sixth year Slytherin and Gryffindor fifth period class, "I will be terribly disappointed if you do not know the answer to this; but how many unforgivables are there?" Hermione raised her hand eagerly. "Miss Granger." Professor Snippet called.
Hermione smiled before answering. "There are three unforgivables. The Crucatious, Impero and Avada Kedavra." She said ticking each off with her fingers as she listed them.
Professor Snippet nodded. "And what does each do when cast on another person?" This time he ignored Hermione's raised hand and called on a Slytherin girl named Jessica Michaels.
"Umm… Impero makes a person do as the caster wants. The crucatious is a torture curse, and the Avada Kedavra is the killing curse." Professor Snippet nodded pleased.
"Can these be used for good?" The professor asked pausing in his pacing.
"No," A Gryffindor who sat in the back of the class spoke up. "They wouldn't be unforgivables if they were good."
"Are you sure? What about Impero?" He asked looking over the class.
Harry raised his hand hesitantly. He and Sirius had discussed Impero while discussing Peter and other Death Eaters. Sirius had told him how many had used the Impero curse as an excuse for doing Voldemorts deeds. "It could stop someone from hurting themselves or someone else."
Professor Snippet nodded. "Very good," Turning to the rest of the class he continued his discussion, "Yes, Impero can be used for stopping people from doing harm to others or themselves. Is that a good or a bad use for the curse?"
"Good," Mumbled the Gryffindor who had earlier said they could not be used for good purposes.
"What about the Avada Kedavra?" After a moment of no one volunteering to answer he continued. "What if someone were so ill or injured that there was no chance of survival and they would be in so much pain and discomfort that a natural death would be too painful to prolong? Would the Avada Kedavra be good then? Mr. Thomas?" He called.
"Good." Dean said uncomfortably.
"Why?"
"Because it's less painful and more humane."
Professor Snippet nodded before continuing. "And the Crucatious? Are there any good uses for that curse?"
"No," Answered a Slytherin.
"Why?"
"Because torturing someone isn't good or humane."
Professor Snippet nodded. "I agree-out of the three unforgivables, the crucatious is the one without any good uses." The bell rang signaling the end of class and the Slytherin and Gryffindor sixth years packed up their belongings. "For homework I want three feet on the unforgivables and they're possible good uses verses they're bad uses."
Later that night Harry rubbed his hand as he finished his homework. He had written a total of six feet of parchment on his homework that night and he was definitely feeling it now.
Tap! Tap! Tap!
He looked up in surprise at the sound - it sounded like something hitting the window. It was a school owl. Groaning he opened the window to allow the brown school owl access into the common room to deliver its mail. He was surprised when it landed in front of him. Untying the envelope he read his name on the front. He recognized his name written in Sirius' untidy scrawl. Opening it he read:
Dear Harry,
Hey Kiddo! How are you doing? I'm good here, so is Moony. He says 'Hi' by the way. I know this isn't my usual mail sending day, but I wanted to warn you ahead of time that I have been given permission to bring Cameron, Linda and John to Hogwarts for a visit on the Hogsmead visit soon. I'll see you then!
I love you! And take care!
Sirius Black your loveable godfather
Harry grinned as he folded the letter back up. Cameron and his parents were coming to Hogwarts?
End of Chapter Twelve
A/N: Hello everyone! I hope you like the latest chapter! Please REVIEW!
Note: I never mentioned who the DADA teacher was before. His name is David M. Snippet.
I would have posted this chapter before now, but my best friend came over this weekend and we've been pretty busy. We went to the local fairgrounds where they had a Native American festival. She got several dream catchers. (She collects dream catchers. She has 17 right now.) We had a wonderful time. I hope you all had just as great a weekend!