Chapter 6
Emily stepped into Dumbledor's office. It was filled with bookshelves from floor to ceiling each filled with uncountable books. Emily glanced around in amazement. This room truly was wonderful. She turned her head and saw a bird perched on a stick. It was completely red. Emily smiled and walked over to it.
"Oh My gosh are you a Phoenix" She questioned.
The bird cooed in her ear to let her know its answer.
"Your beautiful." she said. "I'd love to own a Phoenix."
"Yes..Fawkes is a phoenix..I love him very much." Came Dumbledor's voice from behind her.
Emily spun around in shock. "Oh Professor...sorry if I'm snooping around."
"Oh no dear..your not snooping" Dumbledor replied. "Please come and have a seat.. "
Emily followed Dumbledor to his desk and took a seat. Dumbledor slowly walked to his chair and sat down as well. He then looked at Emily. "Do you know why you're here."
Emily had a pretty good idea but she didn't want to say in case it was not what she was there for. She believed that secret was better off kept a secret. "Um no sir..I have no idea."
"Well a few days ago Miss Pansy Parkinson came to me with pure fear in her eyes." Dumbledor began. "She said that she heard your voice in her head. Do you have any idea what is going on."
The truth was Emily knew exactly what was going on...she just didn't say. "Ummm no" Emily replied.
"Oh now..come on..I think you do have an idea." Dumbledor said with a smile.
She hesitated. "Oh all right.I admit it..I have the ability to talk to people telepathically." Emily confessed. "I've had that ability since I was young."
"Now that's more like it" Dumbledor replied. "I am happy to see you are telling the truth. Do you know what this means."
Emily shook her head. "Nope"
"Well it seems to me that you have the power of Rowena Ravenclaw." Dumbledor replied. "She too had the power to talk to animals and humans alike telepathically. You have that very same gift. Its not very common."
"Rowena Ravenclaw had the same gift" Emily questioned.
Dumbledor nodded. "Yes she did. You should be proud to have that gift but I must ask you not to use it in school."
"Not use my gift" Emily said. "But why."
"I know that is a great gift dear but I must ask you not to use it for the simple fact that Lord Voldemort might use you to channel his way through the school to find his next target. He can use your telepathic power through you to find Harry Potter." Dumbledor explained. "I saw that you are good friends with Mr. Harry Potter, are you not."
"I am sir..I'm friends with Draco, Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Luna but for the most part my best friend has been Hermione." Emily replied.
"That's wonderful that you have adapted to Hogwarts so easily and have many friends but.If you know the famous story of Harry Potter..." Dumbledor began.
"I know.." Emily interrupted. "I've read a lot about Harry."
"Well then you understand" Dumbledor said.
"Professor..I can't just give up my gift. I've had it all my life...Sometimes I even use it when I don't realize. I can hear what people are thinking sometimes and I answer them and they look all confused." Emily explained. "My gift is a part of me."
"Ahhh that's what I thought you'd say" Dumbledor replied. "If you can't give up your gift then I will assign you Occlumency lessons to be taken after Dinner on Thursdays with Harry. Your teacher Will be Professor Snape."
"Harry" Emily questioned. "Why does Harry have to go."
"Harry is being used by Voldemort to see into the school. So he is taking Occlumency lessons to block Voldemort out of his head." Dumbledor explained.
"You can say Voldemort without flinching" Emily questioned.
"Yes.but I noticed that you can too." He replied.
Emily looked at herself and smiled. "Its just a name..Big Whoop what's the big deal."
" See now that's how I see it." Dumbledor replied. He glanced at his clock. "Oh my..you better get going. I've kept you all through History of magic class. Its an exciting class isn't it."
"Oh yeah...real exciting" Emily replied Sarcastically. "I have a dead Ghost teaching me about things that happened centuries ago that I could care less about."
Dumbledor chuckled. "You sound like me when I was your age."
Emily smiled and turned on her heals. She then thanked the professor and left down the staircase towards the great Hall. When she got there she found Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Hermione already sitting there. She said hello to everyone and took a seat next to Hermione.
"What happened." Ginny said slowly. "Did Dumbledor give you a detention."
Emily laughed. "Oh no..Um Harry what how do you like Occlumency?"
Harry shook his head in disgust. "I hate it and I've only had it one time this year. Its awful. Snape is so mean..I still haven't gotten the hang of how to block him out of my mind yet."
"Well maybe I can help because I now have to go to Occlumency with you." Emily said dully.
Harry gasped. "Why..."
"Oh no reason..Dumbledor just thinks I need some practice." Emily lied. She really didn't want to tell them yet. She would eventually but not now.
"Man your in for trouble" Ron said. "From the stories I hear from Harry It sounds awful."
"I'm sure it wont be that bad" Emily said taking a bite of a sandwich she picked off a plate in front of her.
"Trust me" Harry Began. "Having Snape crawl around in your thoughts is just sickening."
"He won't have the chance to crawl around In my thoughts." Emily said slowly. "I 'm too quick for him."
Harry rolled his eyes. "Yeah and I'm the king of England."
Emily chuckled. "You know Harry that saying is so yesterday. Trust me I'll be fine."
"What ever you say Emily" Harry said under his breath.
Emily spent the rest of the lunch period copying History of Magic notes that she had missed from Hermione. Professor Binns loved to give out homework and lots of notes. Harry and Ron usually complained about getting writers cramps every time they had to write over 3 pages of notes. Hermione on the other hand loved taking notes. Her handwriting was nice and neat. Her notes were so detailed. She even put designs on her paper and had her notebook divided into sections so she could easily color code her notes when it was time to take finals at the end of the year.
Emily groaned when the lunch bell rang signaling everyone to go to their next class. She had Arithmancy with Hermione. From what she heard from Parvati Patail and Lavender Brown.Hermione was a wiz at Arithmancy and it was by far one of her favorite subjects. So if she ever needed help she could ask Hermione because from what she heard form Hannah Abbot Arithmancy was one of the hardest subjects offered at Hogwarts.
Emily followed Hermione up to the Fourth floor and into Professor Vector's room. Professor Vector was a slender witch with long flowing hair and deep blue eyes. She stared at her class with a big smile. "I graded your Essays from the last time we met. The highest grade was Miss Hermione Granger and she Explained the importance of using numbers and names to determine the value of that person. Now I only had asked you to write 8 inches of Parchment but Miss Granger wrote 15 inches. I give her an A+"
Hermione Blushed. "thank you Professor"
Professor Vector handed all the graded essays back to her students. "I know there were some really good grades and some really bad ones and for those of you who have the bad ones you need to shape up because you are never going to do good on your N.E.W.T.'s if you don't." Professor Vector then turned to Emily. "I see we have a new student in Gryffindor this week. Miss Emily Rivers.can you tell me what Arithmancy is.?"
Emily smiled. " Oh that's easy.Even though my old school didn't offer Arithmancy I taught it to myself. It is the study of numbers and their Magical properties. In this class I am expected to create and understand Number charts...and also to mention that I have to write a good handful of essays."
Professor Vector shot her a smile. "Right on target. I like a student like you. Now if you'll excuse me I have a class to teach."
Professor Vector spent the entire class talking about the importance of Numbers and their Magical Association. She also talked about Bridget Wenlock a witch who came up with the theory of "Lucky Seven"
When the bell rang everyone picked up their things and headed out the door. "Um your homework is to write an Essay on Bridget Wenlock and why the "Lucky Seven theory is so important even to Muggles." Professor Vector called out.
Emily sighed. "It seems easy now but I think Arithmancy is going to get Harder."
"Oh it Does" Hermione said. "What we are doing now is just a review from former years to refresh our minds for our N.E.W.T.'s. Last year I had 9 people drop out of my class because it was just too hard."
"Well If I ever need help I can ask you" Emily replied.
Hermione blushed. "Well I'm not that good at it."
"Hermione you got the best grade out of the entire class. That is Pretty good to me." Emily said.
"Thanks" Hermione replied. "What do we have next."
"Defense against the dark Arts" Emily said. "I haven't had that class yet either. "
"Neither have I" Hermione answered. "I wonder who and what the teacher is like."
"Me too.He or she cant be that bad." Emily said with a smile as they headed down towards the third floor.
"Oh yes they can" Hermione replied. "In our fifth year we had the worst. Her name was Professor Umbridge she was horrible. You can ask Harry at Dinner tonight he'll tell you everything. She was an evil woman that one."
"She was that bad huh" Emily replied as they walked into the Defense against the dark arts room. They found Harry and Ron sitting on the far end of the room. As they headed toward Harry and Ron they Past Pansy Parkinson and Millicent Bulstrode.
"Hey Rivers I hope you don't die soon..that would be just awful." Pansy said in her girly voice with a smile.
Emily looked at Pansy with a look of confusion. She turned to Hermione. "What's she talking about."
Hermione shrugged. "Beats me" and with that they joined Harry and Ron.
"You are so lucky you had Arithmancy" Ron out burst grasping onto Emily's robes
"And might I ask why." Emily asked slowly.
"We just came from Divination with the Slytherin's" Harry explained.
"Oh..." Hermione said with no interest at all.
"How'd it go" Emily asked.
"Terrible" Harry and Ron both said together
"What happened" Hermione asked with sudden interest.
"Professor Trelawny just outburst in the middle of class. She was Raving on about a Premonition she had just gotten. It was about one of the students dying this year. And at first I thought it was me" Harry Explained. "But then she said that she saw one of the Exchanged students...but she wouldn't tell us which."
"Oh..I get why Pansy said that now." Emily replied turning to Hermione.
"Don't listen to Trelawny...she is nothing but a fraud." Hermione assured. "That is why I quit her class..and I benefit much from that decision. I won't have my head filled with ridiculous ideas of Fortune telling and palmistry."
"Quiet Down" Came an annoying women's voice
The whole class took their seats. Gryffindor's on one side and Slytherin's on the other. A woman that looked to be in her 50's came in the room she had red hair that was starting to go gray. She walked to the front of the room. "Hello everyone.my name is Professor Haupman. Take out your books."
Hermione looked at Harry when she saw Professor Haupman. "She looks like..Like..."
"Umbridge" Harry, Hermione, and Ron said all together.
"Oh you guys are making too much of a fuss..it can't be that bad" Emily said pulling out her textbooks. "Don't judge a book by its cover."
"Will all of you Please shut up" Professor Haupman yelled. "I said take out your books and I mean now!"
"I don't like her" Emily said slowly
"I'd never thought I'd say this but.she's worse than Umbridge" Ron said.
"Did I hear talking" Professor Haupman yelled.
Ron shut his mouth and took out his books.
"Now can anyone tell me what a Bogart is." Haupman asked.
Emily and Hermione both shot their hands in the air.
"Ummm yes.Emily.do please tell." Haupman ordered.
"A Bogart is a shape shifting creature that takes the shape of it's confronters worst fears." Emily replied.
"Very good..umm Ten points to..what was your house again...Oh right ..Gryffindor." Haupman answered.
"Umm Professor if I might Add.." Hermione said waving her hand franticly in the air.
"Miss Granger..No talking out loud without my permission.." Ten points from Gryffindor." Haupman snapped.
Hermione's mouth dropped. "That's not fair" she said standing up. "Who's side are you on..Slytherin's?" she questioned.
"Miss Granger..." Professor Haupman yelled. "I'll see you tonight for Detention."
Hermione didn't say anything..she just shot Haupman the dirtiest look she could give.
"Now continuing class.." Haupman went on.. "Can anyone show me how to do a spell against a Bogart."
No one raised their hands. Not even Hermione.she was too angry at the moment to be paying attention to her surroundings.
"No one" Haupman snapped. "Well I'll have to pick one..Lets see.Emily already answered a question..Miss Granger has herself a detention..Ummm Lets see..Mr. Potter..You have a go."
Harry walked up to the front of the class room. the Slytherin's all snickering at her. At this point Harry wished he was never picked to do this. "What do I do" Harry asked in a lame voice.
"See that Cupboard over there..I am going to open it and you will say the spell to get rid of it." Haupman explained.
"Okay" Harry replied. "I'm ready." He raised his wand.
"No, No, No Harold" she yelled.
"It's Harry.and why are you telling me No" Harry asked.
"Your holding your wand the wrong way" Haupman snapped. "what has this school been teaching you."
Harry sighed. "This is how I always hold my wand..What's the difference."
"There is a lot of difference Herbert." Haupman said.
"Ummm Professor..My name is Harry."
"Yes what ever" she said as she walked over to him. "You are to hold you wand in between you index finger and your thumb. Like so."
"But that is the girly way of doing it." Harry Protested.
"And do you think I care." Haupman replied. "NOW DO IT!" she screamed.
Harry jumped. He quickly placed his wand between his index finger and his thumb. "Now what."
"Now I want you to point your wand at the ground and sway it back and fourth." Haupman ordered and Harry followed.
"What is the point of this." Harry asked.
"Well it's to get you to hold your wand the proper way. I want you to do this 3 times a day for 5 minutes.within a week you'll have it perfect. By the way this is called the Wind Shield Wiper technique."
Harry looked confused. "The Wind Shield Wiper Technique" he repeated. "This is a load of Bull if you ask me"
"Mister Potter...I too will be seeing you in detention tonight with miss Granger." Haupman snapped. "Now prepare your self for the Bogart."
Harry raised his wand not caring how he held it. Professor Haupman went over to the cupboard and opened it. To no one's but Emily's surprise a Dementor glided out. Harry froze..he couldn't move. Harry just stood there frozen..
"The spell Hendricks " Haupman Urged.
Harry tried to lift his wand but his arm was frozen..he couldn't move..till suddenly he passed out.
Hermione shot up.. "Riddiculus.Riddiculus..Riddiculus." Nothing happened. She looked very confused.
Emily stood up and pushed her way into the center of the room. "That's no Bogart..that is a real Dementor."
The entire class gasped. Everyone stood up and headed for the door to find it was locked. The Dementor Glided toward Harry's unconscious body..Emily ran in front of it and protected him.. She pulled out her wand and thought of her first day at Hogwarts.. "EXPECTO PATRONUM" A giant silver light emitted from her wand and began to form in the shape of and animal in the center of the room.
Professor Haupman screamed..The class screamed along with her...for the giant animal patronus that Emily had summoned was a Giant Basilisk.
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Emily stepped into Dumbledor's office. It was filled with bookshelves from floor to ceiling each filled with uncountable books. Emily glanced around in amazement. This room truly was wonderful. She turned her head and saw a bird perched on a stick. It was completely red. Emily smiled and walked over to it.
"Oh My gosh are you a Phoenix" She questioned.
The bird cooed in her ear to let her know its answer.
"Your beautiful." she said. "I'd love to own a Phoenix."
"Yes..Fawkes is a phoenix..I love him very much." Came Dumbledor's voice from behind her.
Emily spun around in shock. "Oh Professor...sorry if I'm snooping around."
"Oh no dear..your not snooping" Dumbledor replied. "Please come and have a seat.. "
Emily followed Dumbledor to his desk and took a seat. Dumbledor slowly walked to his chair and sat down as well. He then looked at Emily. "Do you know why you're here."
Emily had a pretty good idea but she didn't want to say in case it was not what she was there for. She believed that secret was better off kept a secret. "Um no sir..I have no idea."
"Well a few days ago Miss Pansy Parkinson came to me with pure fear in her eyes." Dumbledor began. "She said that she heard your voice in her head. Do you have any idea what is going on."
The truth was Emily knew exactly what was going on...she just didn't say. "Ummm no" Emily replied.
"Oh now..come on..I think you do have an idea." Dumbledor said with a smile.
She hesitated. "Oh all right.I admit it..I have the ability to talk to people telepathically." Emily confessed. "I've had that ability since I was young."
"Now that's more like it" Dumbledor replied. "I am happy to see you are telling the truth. Do you know what this means."
Emily shook her head. "Nope"
"Well it seems to me that you have the power of Rowena Ravenclaw." Dumbledor replied. "She too had the power to talk to animals and humans alike telepathically. You have that very same gift. Its not very common."
"Rowena Ravenclaw had the same gift" Emily questioned.
Dumbledor nodded. "Yes she did. You should be proud to have that gift but I must ask you not to use it in school."
"Not use my gift" Emily said. "But why."
"I know that is a great gift dear but I must ask you not to use it for the simple fact that Lord Voldemort might use you to channel his way through the school to find his next target. He can use your telepathic power through you to find Harry Potter." Dumbledor explained. "I saw that you are good friends with Mr. Harry Potter, are you not."
"I am sir..I'm friends with Draco, Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Luna but for the most part my best friend has been Hermione." Emily replied.
"That's wonderful that you have adapted to Hogwarts so easily and have many friends but.If you know the famous story of Harry Potter..." Dumbledor began.
"I know.." Emily interrupted. "I've read a lot about Harry."
"Well then you understand" Dumbledor said.
"Professor..I can't just give up my gift. I've had it all my life...Sometimes I even use it when I don't realize. I can hear what people are thinking sometimes and I answer them and they look all confused." Emily explained. "My gift is a part of me."
"Ahhh that's what I thought you'd say" Dumbledor replied. "If you can't give up your gift then I will assign you Occlumency lessons to be taken after Dinner on Thursdays with Harry. Your teacher Will be Professor Snape."
"Harry" Emily questioned. "Why does Harry have to go."
"Harry is being used by Voldemort to see into the school. So he is taking Occlumency lessons to block Voldemort out of his head." Dumbledor explained.
"You can say Voldemort without flinching" Emily questioned.
"Yes.but I noticed that you can too." He replied.
Emily looked at herself and smiled. "Its just a name..Big Whoop what's the big deal."
" See now that's how I see it." Dumbledor replied. He glanced at his clock. "Oh my..you better get going. I've kept you all through History of magic class. Its an exciting class isn't it."
"Oh yeah...real exciting" Emily replied Sarcastically. "I have a dead Ghost teaching me about things that happened centuries ago that I could care less about."
Dumbledor chuckled. "You sound like me when I was your age."
Emily smiled and turned on her heals. She then thanked the professor and left down the staircase towards the great Hall. When she got there she found Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Hermione already sitting there. She said hello to everyone and took a seat next to Hermione.
"What happened." Ginny said slowly. "Did Dumbledor give you a detention."
Emily laughed. "Oh no..Um Harry what how do you like Occlumency?"
Harry shook his head in disgust. "I hate it and I've only had it one time this year. Its awful. Snape is so mean..I still haven't gotten the hang of how to block him out of my mind yet."
"Well maybe I can help because I now have to go to Occlumency with you." Emily said dully.
Harry gasped. "Why..."
"Oh no reason..Dumbledor just thinks I need some practice." Emily lied. She really didn't want to tell them yet. She would eventually but not now.
"Man your in for trouble" Ron said. "From the stories I hear from Harry It sounds awful."
"I'm sure it wont be that bad" Emily said taking a bite of a sandwich she picked off a plate in front of her.
"Trust me" Harry Began. "Having Snape crawl around in your thoughts is just sickening."
"He won't have the chance to crawl around In my thoughts." Emily said slowly. "I 'm too quick for him."
Harry rolled his eyes. "Yeah and I'm the king of England."
Emily chuckled. "You know Harry that saying is so yesterday. Trust me I'll be fine."
"What ever you say Emily" Harry said under his breath.
Emily spent the rest of the lunch period copying History of Magic notes that she had missed from Hermione. Professor Binns loved to give out homework and lots of notes. Harry and Ron usually complained about getting writers cramps every time they had to write over 3 pages of notes. Hermione on the other hand loved taking notes. Her handwriting was nice and neat. Her notes were so detailed. She even put designs on her paper and had her notebook divided into sections so she could easily color code her notes when it was time to take finals at the end of the year.
Emily groaned when the lunch bell rang signaling everyone to go to their next class. She had Arithmancy with Hermione. From what she heard from Parvati Patail and Lavender Brown.Hermione was a wiz at Arithmancy and it was by far one of her favorite subjects. So if she ever needed help she could ask Hermione because from what she heard form Hannah Abbot Arithmancy was one of the hardest subjects offered at Hogwarts.
Emily followed Hermione up to the Fourth floor and into Professor Vector's room. Professor Vector was a slender witch with long flowing hair and deep blue eyes. She stared at her class with a big smile. "I graded your Essays from the last time we met. The highest grade was Miss Hermione Granger and she Explained the importance of using numbers and names to determine the value of that person. Now I only had asked you to write 8 inches of Parchment but Miss Granger wrote 15 inches. I give her an A+"
Hermione Blushed. "thank you Professor"
Professor Vector handed all the graded essays back to her students. "I know there were some really good grades and some really bad ones and for those of you who have the bad ones you need to shape up because you are never going to do good on your N.E.W.T.'s if you don't." Professor Vector then turned to Emily. "I see we have a new student in Gryffindor this week. Miss Emily Rivers.can you tell me what Arithmancy is.?"
Emily smiled. " Oh that's easy.Even though my old school didn't offer Arithmancy I taught it to myself. It is the study of numbers and their Magical properties. In this class I am expected to create and understand Number charts...and also to mention that I have to write a good handful of essays."
Professor Vector shot her a smile. "Right on target. I like a student like you. Now if you'll excuse me I have a class to teach."
Professor Vector spent the entire class talking about the importance of Numbers and their Magical Association. She also talked about Bridget Wenlock a witch who came up with the theory of "Lucky Seven"
When the bell rang everyone picked up their things and headed out the door. "Um your homework is to write an Essay on Bridget Wenlock and why the "Lucky Seven theory is so important even to Muggles." Professor Vector called out.
Emily sighed. "It seems easy now but I think Arithmancy is going to get Harder."
"Oh it Does" Hermione said. "What we are doing now is just a review from former years to refresh our minds for our N.E.W.T.'s. Last year I had 9 people drop out of my class because it was just too hard."
"Well If I ever need help I can ask you" Emily replied.
Hermione blushed. "Well I'm not that good at it."
"Hermione you got the best grade out of the entire class. That is Pretty good to me." Emily said.
"Thanks" Hermione replied. "What do we have next."
"Defense against the dark Arts" Emily said. "I haven't had that class yet either. "
"Neither have I" Hermione answered. "I wonder who and what the teacher is like."
"Me too.He or she cant be that bad." Emily said with a smile as they headed down towards the third floor.
"Oh yes they can" Hermione replied. "In our fifth year we had the worst. Her name was Professor Umbridge she was horrible. You can ask Harry at Dinner tonight he'll tell you everything. She was an evil woman that one."
"She was that bad huh" Emily replied as they walked into the Defense against the dark arts room. They found Harry and Ron sitting on the far end of the room. As they headed toward Harry and Ron they Past Pansy Parkinson and Millicent Bulstrode.
"Hey Rivers I hope you don't die soon..that would be just awful." Pansy said in her girly voice with a smile.
Emily looked at Pansy with a look of confusion. She turned to Hermione. "What's she talking about."
Hermione shrugged. "Beats me" and with that they joined Harry and Ron.
"You are so lucky you had Arithmancy" Ron out burst grasping onto Emily's robes
"And might I ask why." Emily asked slowly.
"We just came from Divination with the Slytherin's" Harry explained.
"Oh..." Hermione said with no interest at all.
"How'd it go" Emily asked.
"Terrible" Harry and Ron both said together
"What happened" Hermione asked with sudden interest.
"Professor Trelawny just outburst in the middle of class. She was Raving on about a Premonition she had just gotten. It was about one of the students dying this year. And at first I thought it was me" Harry Explained. "But then she said that she saw one of the Exchanged students...but she wouldn't tell us which."
"Oh..I get why Pansy said that now." Emily replied turning to Hermione.
"Don't listen to Trelawny...she is nothing but a fraud." Hermione assured. "That is why I quit her class..and I benefit much from that decision. I won't have my head filled with ridiculous ideas of Fortune telling and palmistry."
"Quiet Down" Came an annoying women's voice
The whole class took their seats. Gryffindor's on one side and Slytherin's on the other. A woman that looked to be in her 50's came in the room she had red hair that was starting to go gray. She walked to the front of the room. "Hello everyone.my name is Professor Haupman. Take out your books."
Hermione looked at Harry when she saw Professor Haupman. "She looks like..Like..."
"Umbridge" Harry, Hermione, and Ron said all together.
"Oh you guys are making too much of a fuss..it can't be that bad" Emily said pulling out her textbooks. "Don't judge a book by its cover."
"Will all of you Please shut up" Professor Haupman yelled. "I said take out your books and I mean now!"
"I don't like her" Emily said slowly
"I'd never thought I'd say this but.she's worse than Umbridge" Ron said.
"Did I hear talking" Professor Haupman yelled.
Ron shut his mouth and took out his books.
"Now can anyone tell me what a Bogart is." Haupman asked.
Emily and Hermione both shot their hands in the air.
"Ummm yes.Emily.do please tell." Haupman ordered.
"A Bogart is a shape shifting creature that takes the shape of it's confronters worst fears." Emily replied.
"Very good..umm Ten points to..what was your house again...Oh right ..Gryffindor." Haupman answered.
"Umm Professor if I might Add.." Hermione said waving her hand franticly in the air.
"Miss Granger..No talking out loud without my permission.." Ten points from Gryffindor." Haupman snapped.
Hermione's mouth dropped. "That's not fair" she said standing up. "Who's side are you on..Slytherin's?" she questioned.
"Miss Granger..." Professor Haupman yelled. "I'll see you tonight for Detention."
Hermione didn't say anything..she just shot Haupman the dirtiest look she could give.
"Now continuing class.." Haupman went on.. "Can anyone show me how to do a spell against a Bogart."
No one raised their hands. Not even Hermione.she was too angry at the moment to be paying attention to her surroundings.
"No one" Haupman snapped. "Well I'll have to pick one..Lets see.Emily already answered a question..Miss Granger has herself a detention..Ummm Lets see..Mr. Potter..You have a go."
Harry walked up to the front of the class room. the Slytherin's all snickering at her. At this point Harry wished he was never picked to do this. "What do I do" Harry asked in a lame voice.
"See that Cupboard over there..I am going to open it and you will say the spell to get rid of it." Haupman explained.
"Okay" Harry replied. "I'm ready." He raised his wand.
"No, No, No Harold" she yelled.
"It's Harry.and why are you telling me No" Harry asked.
"Your holding your wand the wrong way" Haupman snapped. "what has this school been teaching you."
Harry sighed. "This is how I always hold my wand..What's the difference."
"There is a lot of difference Herbert." Haupman said.
"Ummm Professor..My name is Harry."
"Yes what ever" she said as she walked over to him. "You are to hold you wand in between you index finger and your thumb. Like so."
"But that is the girly way of doing it." Harry Protested.
"And do you think I care." Haupman replied. "NOW DO IT!" she screamed.
Harry jumped. He quickly placed his wand between his index finger and his thumb. "Now what."
"Now I want you to point your wand at the ground and sway it back and fourth." Haupman ordered and Harry followed.
"What is the point of this." Harry asked.
"Well it's to get you to hold your wand the proper way. I want you to do this 3 times a day for 5 minutes.within a week you'll have it perfect. By the way this is called the Wind Shield Wiper technique."
Harry looked confused. "The Wind Shield Wiper Technique" he repeated. "This is a load of Bull if you ask me"
"Mister Potter...I too will be seeing you in detention tonight with miss Granger." Haupman snapped. "Now prepare your self for the Bogart."
Harry raised his wand not caring how he held it. Professor Haupman went over to the cupboard and opened it. To no one's but Emily's surprise a Dementor glided out. Harry froze..he couldn't move. Harry just stood there frozen..
"The spell Hendricks " Haupman Urged.
Harry tried to lift his wand but his arm was frozen..he couldn't move..till suddenly he passed out.
Hermione shot up.. "Riddiculus.Riddiculus..Riddiculus." Nothing happened. She looked very confused.
Emily stood up and pushed her way into the center of the room. "That's no Bogart..that is a real Dementor."
The entire class gasped. Everyone stood up and headed for the door to find it was locked. The Dementor Glided toward Harry's unconscious body..Emily ran in front of it and protected him.. She pulled out her wand and thought of her first day at Hogwarts.. "EXPECTO PATRONUM" A giant silver light emitted from her wand and began to form in the shape of and animal in the center of the room.
Professor Haupman screamed..The class screamed along with her...for the giant animal patronus that Emily had summoned was a Giant Basilisk.
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