--In Memory of Harry Potter--
Author's Notes: I really need to get more sleep.... sigh anyhow here's the third chapter, please let me know what you think.
When Harry walked into the classroom the students were already sitting in their places. The group was seventh year Gryffindors and Ravenclaws, which he was grateful for as he wasn't sure that he could handle any age Slytherin class for his first, ever, attempt at teaching.
"Sorry I'm late" Harry said, his eyes reading over the role that was sitting on his desk. He grinned inwardly as he recognised many of the surnames of the students. He looked up and smiled at the class, "As most of you probably know I've only been here for, well, less than an entire day, as a result I haven't had time to plan a lesson nor look over what you've done in previous years, thus I'm driven to ask you, is there anything that you wish to be taught?"
The students looked as though they had never been asked such a thing in there life, but it didn't take long before the were all throwing their hands up in the air with requests.
"A Patronus!" One of the boys shouted almost automatically.
"Don't be silly" One of the Ravenclaw girls said, "I'm sure not even he can produce a patronus". Harry raised an eyebrow, it was very tempting to set the girl right and tell her that he had been able to produce a patronus since his third year at Hogwarts. The only problem was that there was only one person that had been able to produce a patronus in third year and that was him, well rather, the real him.
"What about a more complicated blocking spell we've only learnt a few and they really don't block out many curses" One of the Gryffindor girls asked. Harry nodded, that was a possibility, blocking spells did come in handy, especially if you're faced with a death eater.
"I want to learn about werewolves" one of the Gryffindor boys said
"Interesting topic, any reason why?" Harry asked curiously. He had a feeling that it had something to do with Remus, and he was right.
"Well my dad said that Professor Lupin was one"
"Really now, and if he is?" Harry asked,
"Well he can't be, he's too cool. I just want to prove my dad wrong" The boy said smiling
Harry shook his head, "That's being a little judgmental"
"You mean he actually is a Werewolf" one of the Ravenclaw girls shouted.
"I haven't the foggiest, but does it matter if he is, he's only murderous once a month, which is more than we can say for some people." The class stared at him stunned in response and Harry sighed.
"Put it this way, if you had a choice of meeting either a werewolf or Voldemort who would you choose" The entire class jumped at his name and Harry rolled his eyes, "I thought he was supposed to be dead, and they're still scared to speak his name" He muttered under his breath. "Look you have no reason to be scared of the name Voldemort"
"But sir, its his name"
"Yes, so why don't you call him by it?" Harry said obviously The class seemed stumped by this fact, and none really had an answer for him. "Listen, fear of it's name, just increases fear of the thing itself. Voldemort is not going to jump out and say 'You called?' if you say his name" While some of the class laughed, the other looked completely horrified.
"But sir, we've always been told not to say his name" One of the Ravenclaw boys said quietly
"So? Your teenagers, isn't it when your told not to do something you automatically do it anyway?" Harry asked,
"I like your attitude" The Weasley said grinning.
"I'm not entirely sure that's a compliment, anyway I'm not teaching you much am I. Lets do some blocking spells that you suggested Miss .."
"Finnigan"
Harry smiled "Miss Finnigan."
After that the classes weren't terrible. Like Professor McGonagall had warned the first year Slytherins had been little horrors, but the older students were actually a lot of fun to teach. Harry fell into a chair in the staff room and began to drift off to sleep, that was, until he was interrupted. "How was your day?"
Harry looked up, it was Snape and he was glaring at Harry, Harry just grinned, 'Some things never change' he thought. "Tiresome, but fine. yourself?" Harry answered
"Fine" Snape said coldly. The Potion's Professor looked at him carefully for a few minutes before accusing Harry of being the one thing he hated most. "You're a Death Eater" Snape said sharply, his eyes cold and accusing.
"What!!" Harry cried jumping up from his seat and glaring at the head of Slytherin House "How Dare You! Never would I grovel at Voldemort's feet for anything" Harry spat his eyes flashing emerald green with so much power that Snape took a step back in surprise.
"Calm down Mr Saven," Harry turned, it was Dumbledore "I do apologise, but its procedure, we must make sure we are not hosting Death Eaters"
"Oh and that's a brilliant way to find out" Harry said still fuming.
"It has caught us many a death eater Mr Saven, now please calm down" Harry took a deep breath and watched Snape carefully as he sat back down. Malfoy had warned him once before that when his powers flared up that his eyes danced with emerald flames but the potions master seemed not to have noticed.
"I see you say his name" Snape said coldly glaring at James, "Not many do"
"Why should I be scared of a name, it is not the name that kills people"
The Potion's master grunted in response before dismissing himself from the staff room leaving himself and Dumbledore who had sat down in a chair near the fire. The old man was staring into the flames obviously lost in his thoughts. Harry frowned as he conjoured a cup of coffee and thought about the events of the day.
-o-
Harry was so caught up in his thoughts that he hardly noticed when Hermione walked into the room. She had a pile of papers in one hand, and her daughter's hand in the other. Harry smiled at the little girl who forced a small smile in return. Harry frowned and looked up at his best friend, and first love, who was now talking with the old Headmaster. "Albus, you couldn't watch her could you" Hermione asked desperately, "I asked Minerva but she's still furious with Jessica about the destruction of her lesson plans"
Dumbledore sighed, "I'm afraid I cannot Miss Granger. I came here to escape the work that is littered around my office in piles that are higher than your daughter, and I must get back to it." He said sadly. "I'm sorry Hermione, I know that her father is turning in his grave, but with the current situation of the wizarding world... there is nothing I can do"
Hermione nodded sadly and watched the Headmaster leave the staff room and head back towards his office. She sighed and looked down at her daughter, "I'm sorry Jessica, but it will have to be Professor Snape"
"No" The girl replied stubbornly looking at her mother with tears in her eyes. "He doesn't like me"
"Of course he likes you, he's not mean to you, is he?" Hermione said gently
"No, but he doesn't like me" Jessica said. Harry had to sympathise with the girl. He, after all, knew exactly what she meant. Even though he and the potion's professor had learnt to trust and respect each other to the point where, not including sarcasm, the man no longer went out of his way to be mean to him, Severus still made it blankly obvious to Harry that he disliked him.
"Please Jessica, can you please do this for me" Hermione pleaded with her daughter.
Harry coughed before the girl could answer and Hermione was suddenly made aware of his presence in the room. She caught his eye and smiled gently. Harry's heart skipped a beat as the woman regarded him. "I'm sorry, I didn't realise that anyone else was in here." She said then suddenly her eye's lit up like they always did when she had an idea. "I know this is rather sudden, but, you couldn't watch Jessica here for a few hours while I get everything I need to do, done?" She asked hopefully
"Sure, I need a break anyway, I just finished a weeks worth of lesson plans and I think if I look at one more exercise I'm going to be sick"
Hermione smiled, "Thank you so much for this, it means so much to me" She said to Harry then she looked at her daughter. "Now you be good for James" Jessica nodded silently her eye's watching her new baby-sitter carefully. "Right," and after giving her daughter a quick kiss on the cheek, she left.
Jessica sighed and stared at Harry her eye's giving away how sad she was. "Does she do that a lot?" Harry asked frowning.
Jessica nodded slowly "But its not her fault, she's all alone and she's fighting for my future" She said sadly,
"Let me guess, you don't care about your future, you'd rather have your mum now" Harry said bending down so he was the same height as her.
She nodded slowly tears welling up in her emerald green eyes, "But don't tell her, because she needs me to be brave and strong so that she can keep fighting"
"Secrets are safe with me" Harry said with a sad smile on his face, "So I've heard that you are a little mischief maker when your not being the beautiful little girl that all the student's love."
Jessica suddenly looked very innocent. "It's not my fault that I set Professor McGonagall's lesson, lesson, lesson things on fire, I don't have control of my magic yet and Uncle Albus says that I'm going to be very powerful and that there's not much that I can do about it until I can start at Hogwarts"
Harry grinned, "I know, I was only teasing, so what can I do to keep you occupied so that my lesson's plans don't accidentally catch on fire?"
Jessica looked up at Harry hopefully, "Can we go to Hogsmede, no one ever takes me there and all the students say that it's the best place ever and they were all really sad when they couldn't go there anymore"
Harry smiled, "I can take you there but you have to promise not to leave my side, no matter what"
"I promise" She said hopefully
"all right" Harry said
"Really! But we're not meant to go there though, they always have attacks, Voldemort won't hurt us will he?" Jessica asked her eyes lighting up with excitement but at the same time looking as though she didn't want to cause any trouble.
"Don't worry, you'll be safe with me" Harry said grinning.
-o-
She hadn't been kidding about the attacks, he'd have to say at least a quarter of the town had disappeared since he'd last been there "Is the three broomsticks still standing?" Harry asked a passerby. The man looked at Harry suspiciously then nodded and walked on."Well I could do with a drink, you?" He asked Jessica who nodded quietly as she looked around with questioning eyes. They reached the Three Broomsticks in no time at all, and Harry smiled as the many happy memories he had of this place flooded back to him.
"Funny, you'd think this place would be a target" Harry muttered under his breath as he looked at the number of people that still filled up the old pub.
Madam Rosmata smiled as Jessica walked in hand in hand with him. "Jesse my dear!" She cried and ran up and gave her a hug. Jessica jumped at first and looked up at James for reassurance. Harry grinned causing Jessica to smile and gently hug the woman back. "Aw darling, I'm sorry if I scared you! I just remember your father, and your grandfather so well" She said looking down at the girl tears welling in her eyes.
Harry shook his head at the woman holding back his laughter. Rosmata had always associated everyone with their parents, but the fact that she'd noted Jessica's grandparents as well was rather amusing.
Suddenly there was a glass shattering cry followed by a bang that made everyone in the Three Broomsticks fly back onto the ground. Harry picked himself up quickly and looked at the cause of the noise,
At least fifty death eaters were making there way into the pub. He grabbed Jessica and pulled her behind him, grabbing his wand. "Where is she?" One of the death eaters hissed, suddenly everyone was looking at Harry, or rather the girl that was behind him.
"There you are Jessica" The voice snarled,
"That's Crabbe" A voice said from behind Harry causing him to jump.
"Malfoy" Harry hissed quietly as he recognised the quiet voice, "Not a good time to sneak up on me" He muttered so quietly that he could hardly hear himself say it.
"Stand aside" The death eater, whom he now knew was Crabbe, ordered Harry. Harry, though, didn't move, on the contrary he just smiled sweetly at his former classmate.
"And if I don't?" Harry asked still smiling. The Death Eater froze, it was extremely obvious that never had anyone dared to disobey, or even question his orders before.
"What do you think?"
"I think you'll go flying out the window, but that's just me" Harry said his expression changing so that he was now glaring at the death eater. He moved slightly shifting his weight so that he was in a dueling stance.
"Smooth" Malfoy whispered, and Harry could almost see the grin that had crossed Draco's face. The death eater pointed his wand straight at Harry's chest.
"I seriously doubt I will be going anywhere, but I don't think your going to live much longer." He said darkly.
Harry grinned.
"AVADA" the death eater started
But Harry was faster, without a word a bright purple light flew out of Harry's wand. The glass of the one remaining window shattered as the death eater flew into it, then continued into the wall of the building on the other side of the road. He slid down the wall and hit the ground with a thump.
Suddenly there was an amazing popping noise as hundreds of aurors turned up, by far outnumbering the death eaters. And it began, the fight between good and evil that had been going since Harry's fifth year at Hogwarts. He pulled Jessica into his arms, "close your eyes Jesse," He whispered and he slipped past the fight, blasting his way through death eaters if he had too.
He ran to Honeydykes and snuck around the back, crawling into a tunnel that he knew all too well. "Where are we?" Jessica whispered after they'd made their way deep into the passage.
"Right now were under the forbidden forest, we'll be at Hogwarts soon." Harry said reassuring Jessica.
"There you are!" Malfoy cried in excitement. Jessica screamed as the ghost came to a halt in front of her and she hid behind Harry. "SHIT!" Malfoy swore loudly as he saw the young girl.
"Watch your language Malfoy" Harry said disapprovingly, "Especially in front of children"
"Malfoy?" She whispered peeking out from behind Harry's legs "Draco Malfoy?"
"That's me" Draco said wondering how the girl would know him,
"Mum talks about you all the time with Uncle Ron and Uncle Sirius, and Snape and Uncle Dumbledore, but why are you a ghost?" She asked confused
"Trust me if he knew the answer to that, he probably wouldn't be a ghost" Harry said, then his brow furrowed, "Uncle Albus?" He repeated.
"I love you too Potter" Malfoy said in answer to Harry's first comment.
But just as Harry was about to say something in return Jessica answered "I dunno if I love you I don't know you" Harry and Malfoy gaped at each other in confusion.
"No way" Malfoy said while Harry just looked at the girl for a while.
"Now that explains a lot" Harry said as he realised suddenly why the death eaters were after the girl,
"No Way" Malfoy repeated. "No, you would have known"
"I don't know, its easily possible that I didn't" Harry said, "And she does have emerald eyes... And Rosmata..."
"No but like she would have known" Malfoy stuttered. "Hermione I mean"
"Your taking this worse than I am" Harry said suddenly,
"What's wrong?" Jessica asked. Harry looked down into her emerald green eyes.
"Jessica, who was your father?" He asked kindly, and she suddenly looked as if she was going to cry.
"Harry Potter"
