Chapter 62
DADA classes with moony and padfoot
The third year Gryffindor's were sitting down to breakfast the first day back when they got their schedules for classes that year. When Professor McGonagall handed them their schedule, they noticed that they had DADA first thing this morning, followed by Divination, then Double Charms after lunch.
"Looks like it might be an easy day first thing off this year. We have DADA with Moony and Padfoot first thing, then Divination and Double Charms after lunch, pretty much an easy day. At least we don't have Potions until tomorrow, but it's still with the Slytherin's and it's a double again. At least we're beginning to get respect from Professor Snape and the rest of the Slytherin, since we're friends with a bunch of them from our year. You know once we get to fifth year, we won't have to worry to much about what's going on with the older Slytherin's, because we're friends with the one's up to two years older than us." Harry was smiling when he said this, for he knew that there might be some that still didn't like the Gryffindor's, but there are still more that are friends.
They made their way up to the DADA classroom with little difficulty after breakfast that morning, and walked in saying hi to the two professor's that Harry and them knew were part of the legendary Marauders. "Welcome to third year Defense Against the Dark Arts. I am Professor Lupin, and this is Professor Black. For those of you that might have a problem with Professor Black, or haven't heard of his innocence, we will start off the year with the story. I will have him talk about it, and then you can ask any questions that you might have. Professor Black, I now give you the floor." Remus had then stepped back from the front of the class, and Sirius Black stepped forward.
"Thank you Professor Lupin. First off, I would like to also welcome you to Defense Against the Dark Arts. You all will be learning plenty of things to help fight against dark creatures and performers of the dark arts. Now for my story, some of you might have heard many different stories about it, but I promise I will tell you the truth. First off, I wasn't the Potter's secret keeper and so then I wasn't the one who betrayed them. Our former friend, one Peter Pettigrew, who everyone thought I had killed, was actually the Secret Keeper, and he faked his death to put me into Azkaban. We just recently caught Peter this summer, and that's how I am now a free man, and able to openly teach you without any problems. Peter, it seems, had hid out in a family's house in his Ani-Magi form, and we had just found him this summer. We found him quite by accident, for you see, my godson was given a picture of his parents, and the rest of the Marauders both in their human and their Ani-Magi forms. He had noticed that," at this he looked at Ron for permission to go on, and after Ron just nodded his accent, he went on, "that his adopted brother's pet rat looked a whole lot like Wormtail in the picture. He had then summoned Professor Dumbledore to make sure, and they then summoned the Aurors to take him in. After Peter confessed everything, he was tried and given the Dementor's kiss for his atrocities. This is also when former Minister of Magic Corneleus Fudge was revealed to be involved in the Dark Arts, and went on the run before he could be caught. Well that is everything, does anyone have any questions?" Sirius Black smiled at the class who were awestruck about what they had heard. There were no hands that went up, but he could tell that they were all wanting to ask the same question. "Ok I think I know what's on most of your minds. Well at least the ones that don't already know the answer. The people that I am talking about that were involved with this, already know who they are, and I don't think that I should tell you. If you know anything about the people I know, especially who my godson is, you would already know who they were. All I ask is that you don't bother them with questions about it, if they want to let people know, they will tell you. Thank you, now let's get started on what we are going to be learning about first this year."
With that Professor Lupin came to the front of the class again and started talking. "Thank you Professor Black, I would like to echo what he said about that, and please no asking more questions if they say that they don't want to talk about it. One last thing that I would like to mention is that we will be learning to preform the Patronus Spell this year, can someone tell me what it is, and what it is used against mostly?" He looked out over the students, and smiled when he found that there was two or three other students besides the two that he knew would know the answer. He pointed to Neville Longbottom, who had his hand up. "Yes Mr. Longbottom, do you have an answer to my question?"
Neville stood up and cleared his throat. "Yes Professor, I know what the Patronus Spell is, and what it is used against mostly. The Patronus spell which is cast with the words 'Expecto Patronum', is basically a spell that produces a patronus, or silvery form of creature that is a part of the spellcaster to come out of his or her wand to chase off the enemy. The enemy that it is used mostly against are the Dementor's. The Dementor's are creatures that suck out the soul of people, and feed on their happy thoughts. One of the main attacks of the Dementor's is the Dementor's kiss, in which they suck out their souls, leaving a empty husk." When he was done, he sat down with a smile, and a congratulations from his friends.
"That is very good Mr. Longbottom, that will be ten points for Gryffindor for the excellent answer to my question. Now it seems that we only have a couple of more minutes before class get's out, so I want you to write a two foot essay on the Patronus spell, and the Demetors due next class." With that the bell rang, and the class made their way out of the classroom and to the Divination Tower, where they had Divination with Professor Trelawny.
A/N: Sorry it took so long to update, but I do plan to update more often now. Please read and review. —Donald