We Held Hands
03
Something Fishy
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Draco's POV
Previously…
"MISTER CHAFFCONHAM! YOU eccentric imbecile coot!" a very angry adult female voice exclaimed not far from the corridor of the room…
After a few thumps and thuds, the door seemed to have blasted open and there the class beholds the terrifying sight of one angry Professor McGonagall.
Oh my, look who it is…
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No one's POV
"HOW DARE YOU GO TO HOGWARTS! YOU, SWAGGERING ABOUT AND JUST TEACHING THESE STUDENTS WITH SUCH FOOLISH AND RECKLESS A-… IF YOU EVER HAVE THE GUTS TO BRING IN THA-THAT CREATURE INTO THIS SCHOOL… I SWEAR I'M GOING T-TO SNAP YOU LIMB TO LIMB AND STEW YOU. FEED YOU TO THE ACROMANTULAS AND I'LL MAKE SURE YOUR ENTRAILS ARE INTACT AND MAKE IT AS THE DÉCOR IN MY ROOM!"
Well, it was at least, a relief to each and every one of the students that they were not on the receiving end of the anger of their Transfiguration Teacher. Because, when they first saw the said Professor no one dared cross her. Now, however, no one would dare make her angry, frustrated or even be within her wand's reach. She's-really, well…-mad. For lack of better words. Horrifying really. Professor McGonagall's lips were nowhere to be found as her face had gone sour. Her breathing was, and still is, rapid. Obviously, she ran. And judging by the distance between the Transfiguration Room and Defense room, it was saying something.
"Oh! Good Morning, my dear Tabby! I knew you would come gliding here when you heard the well… hubbub here! Oh, how I miss my adorable Tabby! And, well, Snuggles is well, if you might ask. He misses you too, if you want to know. As for the Acromantulas, I wonder… how long have you known Aragog?" That was all Professor Chaffconham said without any trace of shock. Smiling serenely at Professor McGonagall as though he was looking at his favorite person in the whole wide world. It was like watching Broadway gone barkers.
Professor McGonagall's face had gone beet red. Now, almost everyone noticed this and snorted. Without moving an inch from the door, Professor McGonagall continued with a surprisingly barely contained, "Don't say that name again. DON'T. Once your mother, Semele, hears about this, I don't need to snap you bit by bit. She'll literally drag you out of here."
After that, without further ado, the livid professor took off leaving a very baffled, dazed and flabbergasted students. All that they could see now was their new professor whom, unexpectedly, smiled as though it was typical when a petrifying Minerva McGonagall shouted to you. "Oh well, I suppose there's always tomorrow." The professor shrugged. "What are you waiting for? You've got classes to attend to, I believe? Move on. Class dismissed."
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Draco's POV
"Oh well, I suppose there's always tomorrow." The professor shrugged. "What are you waiting for? You've got classes to attend to, I believe? Move on. Class dismissed."
That was interesting. You rarely did see a raving McGonagall. I was lucky. Draco had faced a raving McGonagall once, but not like that. It was almost as if it was a nice feeling to watch someone getting shouted at by his Professor. Draco looked sideways at Isis and was startled at what he saw. Isis was, well, smirking. Now, what is she smirking at?
"Isis, would you mind me asking what put that smirk in your face?" Draco asked, his gray eyes probing for answers. He had noticed that very same smirk when they arrived at the Defense room. A Malfoy never missed anything, part of the Malfoy conduct as Draco remembered. (A/N: Yeah, right.)
"Huh? Oh, Hmm… Come on, we better be on Professor McGonagall's. I wouldn't dare be late after…" Isis sniggered. "Well, after that outburst…" And then she just… laughed. Of course it was one of the sweetest laughter Draco had heard but why was she laughing? At who or what is she laughing at?
What the--?
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Harry's POV
How did Professor McGonagall know about Aragog? What's with her? What did Professor Chaffconham ever do to make her go mad like that? What Creature? Harry wondered to himself too. He looked at Hermione and Ron but soon noticed they had stood up and already prepared to take leave.
"Come on, Harry. We'd better go to Transfiguration." Hermione said.
Taking one last glance to their new Professor… Harry stood up. Halfway to the door he heard someone laugh… Isis? He caught sight of one bemused Malfoy and one amused Isis. That was weird. Harry thought.
Believe me there are far more weird things than that. A voice at the back of his head said. Looking sideways, he caught sight of their Professor looking at Isis with the same amused look. Something's going on here only those two know…
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Isis' POV
I can't believe Professor McGonagall is still… angry with him. I wouldn't blame her. And… Well… Professor Chaffconham. I'm surprised. I can't believe my eyes when I saw the resemblance between him and Reed. Then again, who would've thought I'd cross path with that guy again? Oh well. Isis stopped with her current fit and stared at her Professor. She looked at Draco and smiled. "Let's go." She stood up and wound her way to the door. "Goodbye Professor, it was a very fascinating first class."
"Oh, thank you, Miss Black." The Professor gleefully greeted back. Draco's eyebrows were now invisible through his bangs. Clearly he's intrigued.
We better go or else he might come up with some ideas. With that, she exited the room with Draco following her trail. "Now, wait just a minute. What is it you know that I don't know?" Draco's annoyed voice asked. He's the type of guy who doesn't want secrets kept away from him. And Isis wished that somehow, he'd changed that. What he doesn't know can't really harm him at all.
"You'll know. Soon enough." Isis chirped. "Oops, look at the time. We don't want Professor setting her ireful claws at us, don't you?"
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Draco's POV
Ireful claws? Since when did she know Professor McGonagall is an Animagus? Let alone know what creature she'll be? She knows things I don't know. How can she know? Who is she?
Just go to your next class, Draco! A voice inside his head demanded.
Ireful claws…now, really…
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Flashback
"Miss Tabby! Look what I found! Isn't it beautiful? I hope Reed and the others would love it too! I found him near the riverbank, he's lost, I guess… Can I keep him? Please, please, please, pretty please, with treacle tarts and chocolate frogs on top?" the boy's aquamarine eyes sparkled with glee.
"Oh, Merlin. Joshua, get that creature out of here! What would the Headmistress think? She'd go crazy if that creature even set foot at your Quarters. Go, put that right where it belongs." The miss looked more strict than usual.
"But… look! He's lost; I think he's sick too. Can I keep him? Please, please, please? I promise I'd never abandon it. I promise? Please? I really want Marissa have a look on it too!" the boy continued to ask, the person in front of him was torn between amusement and strictness.
"You remind me of Albus so much. Too bad you seemed to have read between his books." Her face lightened. She looked at the kid's pleading look. It gave her an impression that she should be guilty, so… "Very well, you may. But, you should bring it near the garden and only the ten of you are allowed to visit and have contact with it, no one outside your circle. I don't want it lurking unnoticed while inside the castle. Is that understood?"
The boy's eyes showed more sparkle than ever, his auburn hair seemed to flash by the rays of the moonlight. "Oh, thank you!"
"Now, we have to go. I shouldn't have let you children wander off by yourselves, Marissa's worried. Everyone's been searching." The Miss's face went back to its usual strict façade. Her hands rested on the boy's shoulders firmly and guided him back towards the school grounds.
"Did she? Oh, she's worried…" A mischievous grin spread out across his face. "She'll love this thing then. Wait, is mother here yet?"
"I'm… sorry Joshua. You're mother. She's… not going to come for this meeting. She's busy. I've just talked to her via Floo. She's concerned about you. You shouldn't have let loose of your powers the previous night." This time, the Miss's face had shown fear rather than strictness.
"I'm not sorry. They started it! Wait 'till I come back, I'd even show them this."
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Draco's POV
"Of course, I don't want Professor to be mad at me. You think a night's stroll in that accursed forest was amusing? Next time I go in there, I'd rather be stuck in the Gryffindor common room with only… well, maybe Longbottom to torment. So…" Draco's annoyed voice said. "Come on, Isis. Tell me."
Isis stood up and Draco followed her out the classroom. "Shan't tell, shan't tell." Isis said in a singsong voice. Draco and Isis would've looked like a couple were it not the fact that they weren't holding hands whilst they walk about the corridors. Draco and Isis got up early that day. Draco showed Isis every corridors, passageways, and hidden ways and rooms he'd known at Hogwarts. While touring, he's been telling Isis his time at Hogwarts from his first year. Good thing I didn't told her about Potter's stupid quest for one stupid red stone. Draco thought. He didn't like it one bit that because of the Stone, they were beaten for the House Cup that year. And every stinking year they won because of stupid Pottyhead.
"Of course, the usual. I'll just have to find out for my own again." I'd go out with just insulting Potter, hopefully going along the lines that their 'wild cat' has a thing for the new professor and voila! Draco missed taunting them but he guessed knowing the girl next to him would deem worthy of his time.
"Yes, that'd earn you another trip at the forest. I'd like to go there myself!" Isis said. Fat chance.
"Maybe you haven't heard a thing that I'm saying, are you? It's forbidden there, dangerous, even. Plus, if I ever get another detention done there, I'd go nutters. Who would think there're more peculiar creatures other than Potter and his stupid scar? What I'd give to have powers to just…" Draco drawled.
Isis frowned at that one. "Now, that's not what I wanted to hear. Harry's not that bad, isn't he? I've read some news about him. Plus, he seemed rather nice when he warned me about you. Maybe I should go with his lot then, what do you think? I reckon a trip to the forest is what they do at least once or twice a year!"
I think I touched a nerve there. Draco thought. Isis walked briskly and soon, he was left behind. Maybe Goyle's not that stupid, Pansy should've written a book about girls. I don't understand them one bit. Girls. Draco shrugged and went to follow Isis. They walked quietly. He was the one leading as because Isis never really knew where the Transfiguration class is. But how did she know the corridor to walk to? Something's going on here. She seems to know more than I do. Merlin, I know that already. Something fishy is going on here. And I'd have to go fish for it.
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Isis's POV
Have powers. He can't be serious. Isis thought. I'd give everything to be, as much as possible, just a witch. Isis was never fond of her powers even if she's a witch. Her parents confessed to her that they were both what wizarding people called Squibs. It seemed quite weird to her when she first received an invitation from her previous school.
Oh, honey. This is just great! Her mother's voice echoed through her mind.
Why mom? Why? She thought. She's a Squib and misses magic around her terribly. Sometimes I felt her jealousy with me being… not just a witch. I hate my power. She sighed as she felt Draco catching up with her. I have to calm down if I don't want them to know more about me. It's weird enough that our new professor is… from A.W.W.I. She wasn't quite as enthusiastic about leaving her parent's side but she's glad she's leaving the school. I don't like the competition there, just one bit.
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Author's Note: PLEASE REVIEW! I've revised this fanfic because it certainly needs to be edited... Heh.
R/R! please? Pretty please with Treacle tarts and Chocolate Frogs on top? Hehehe…. -
A/N: Sorry, can't really put any thrilling scene here but next chap I'm gonna show some more flashbacks and a few things about Isis, okay? Right.
E-mail me if you know and I'll give you a bit about the new 'eccentric' Professor! Ahahah. Oh, and PLEASE, PLEASE REVEW!