I need an alarm system in my house
So I know when people are
Creepin' about
These people are
Freaking me out (these days)
It's gettin' hectic everywhere that I go
They won't leave me alone
There's things they all wanna know
I'm paranoid of all the people I meet
Why are they talking to me?
And why can't anyone see
I just wanna live
Don't really care about the things that they say
Don't really care about what happens to me
I just wanna live
Just wanna live
Just wanna live
Just wanna live
Just wanna live
Just wanna live
Just wanna live
Good Charlotte-The Chronicles of Life and Death: I Just Wanna Live)
Chapter 12 Defense Association
Harry looked at the room in front of him. This was actually the first time he was in here. Sirius and Remus showed him where it was located on the Marauder's Map and he memorized the route here. Remus, Dumbledore and Flitwick had set up the rooms from descriptions he had told them of how he wanted the rooms to look like.
The main room had a chalkboard centered in the middle of the western wall taking up half of the wall, about twenty feet worth of chalkboard. Lined in five rows, six columns were desk that could seat two people, all facing towards the chalkboard. Two small armchairs with a plush cushion and a wooden backrest were behind each desk. On the northern side of the room there was four doors and there was one in the western corner where it and the northern walls met. On the opposite ends of the north wall were two ash doors each one had one word carved on them 'Boys' or 'Girls.' A set of ash doors stood between the other two doors. There were no words carved into them however there were carvings of wizards dueling and various animals, the door really looked magnificent. The other door was also made of ash except this one had a rectangular glass pane in it.
"This is where I will teach you" Harry told them once everyone entered. He pointed to the door that said 'Boys' "That is the boys locker room. An hour and a fifteen minutes of the class will be learning, the second half practical. If you make it into the club a set of dueling robes, boots, gloves and a wand holster will be provided for you, also a set of books that you will be required to read." Harry pointed to the door that read 'Girls' "That is the girls. Behind the double ash doors is where the practical half will take place. The last door is to my office"
The room was almost packed. "Right I guess we can start the test. Now I know some of you who are in the lower years are probably thinking, that isn't fair they have more knowledge and power then us." Some of the younger kids nodded in agreement. "Let me tell you age does not matter, in anything. Six fifth and fourth years were able to hold off twelve Death Eaters long enough for reinforcement to arrive. Age had nothing to do with it. Power, luck, creativity, skill, and will are the only things that matter, not age or knowledge." Harry surveyed the room. He was surprised Malfoy, who was there, or any of his cronies didn't say anything. "Which two want to be the first ones to go?"
The class was almost over. Only a couple of people were left. Ron and Hermione had just went in almost five minutes ago. Harry heard Ron shrieked and grinned. 'Ron most of found the acromantula' Harry thought.
Once someone entered the doors they entered a maze. For the first part of the maze they stuck together until they came to a certain point, no matter what path they took, where they were forced to separate from each other. The beast inside included a young acromantula(the size of a kiddy swimming pool), a boggart, a baby dragon, Cornish pixies, blast-ended skrewts, red caps, two trolls and even a sphinx(though it wouldn't kill you if you got her questioned wrong, just attack you with the intent to knock you out or injury you enough where you couldn't continue.)
Professor Flitwick, Professor Dumbledore, Tonks and Kingsley were there to make sure no one got into to much trouble. Magical recording systems were set up on the ceiling overlooking the maze so Harry could see how they did. Once everyone was finished Harry would watch the tapes and then with the four spectators he would begin the process of weaving out those who couldn't handle it. Harry, Dumbledore, Flitwick, Tonks and Kingsley would grade the peoples performance on a scale of 1-100. Who ever got a 425 or higher overall score could join the club.
'Ding!' Harry glanced at the last three people there. 'Hmmm...'
"All three of you have to go together" Harry told them. Two were fourth years and one was a fifth year. "There is no fourth person and if I went with one of you it would be most unfair." The three younger teens nodded their heads before entering the door.
Harry walked into his office and through another door where Dumbledore and the others sat. "Things have gone pretty well Harry!" Dumbledore said cheerfully as Harry entered the room. "Though we have had to rescue a good amount of them. And I am sad to admit that it seems the ability of the Hogwarts students is lacking from what I can remember. One of the sixth years thought Kingsley was part of the test though and tried to take him out but he forgot about the sphinx that was chasing him and got attacked from behind." Remus and Kingsley gave small chuckles at this.
"How did Ron and Hermione do?" Harry asked anxiously.
"Ron was actually doing ok, until he came upon the acromantula. Hermione however, for all her knowledge could barely get out of the way when a cornish pixie started to dive-bomb her."
"Oh no! That fourth year can't handle the troll!" Flitwick interrupted. "One of us will have to save him" The other two were almost at the exit and no where near the fourth year.
"I'll do it" Harry said. He exited the small dark room by a door, on the opposite side of the one he entered the room with. This door led him to a catwalk above the maze and he ran to where the fourth year was having troubles with the troll. Looking down he could see that the fourth year was about to get crushed by the club.
"Wingardium Leviosa!" Harry said. The club of the nasty smelling beast was listed out of its hand and into the air. Harry waved his wand and the club went flying into the wall by the beginning of the maze where it shattered into pieces. The troll was looking around slowly as the fourth year scurried from his spot on the ground and ran towards his wand.
Harry flicked his wrist and an orange org of light slammed into the troll face, knocking the troll of its feet. The troll landed with a loud thud as it crushed some of the walls of the maze. "Make your way to the exit" Harry shouted to the fourth year below him. "The troll was the last thing in your way"
Harry walked along the catwalk and back into the spectators room. Professor Flitwick, Tonks and Kingsley have left the room. Dumbledore walked up to him and handed him five scrolls of parchment.
"These are the scores we have giving everyone. We all agreed 13 points should be taken off for every time a student needed assistance and twenty if a student was knocked out of the fight" Dumbledore explained.
Harry nodded his head as he followed them to his office. "I'll stay up here to review the tapes and I will send owls to everyone telling them their score and whether or not they made it" Harry said. Dumbledore nodded his head before walking out of the office.
Harry's office has three doors. One led to the main room, this was on the eastern wall. Two others were both on the northern wall. One led to the room he just exited from. The other led to a big closet where things he needed were stored. He had a desk made of ebony with a nice plush armchair placed in a corner of the room with three comfortable chairs on the other side of it. There were various drawers, cabinets and slots in the desk where things could be stored. A large ebony cabinet sat against one of the walls. A small area was set up so one could brew a potion over there.
Harry sat down in the armchair and pressed a button under his desk. One of the walls slid out of view and ten 21 inch monitors appeared. Each one was hooked up to a different magical recorder.
The next three hours Harry watched everyone perform their task. He jotted down notes about people and graded their scores.
Harry stumbled into the Great Hall that morning, massaging his sore neck. Maybe passing out on his desk wasn't such a good thing. Letting the house elf pile food upon his plate, Harry walked over to their table and sat down next to Neville.
Everyone was looking at him anxiously. Harry how ever didn't noticed the looks and continued to eat his breakfast.
"Well?" Hermione asked him.
"Mmmm?" Harry grunted as he chewed on the sausage in his mouth.
"When do we find out if we made it?" she asked.
"Uhh..." Harry was saved as the owls arrived. There was a lot more owls then there usually was. Shouts of yes rang around the hall as well as moans of disappointments.
"This is an outrage! How could I not get in! I'm a Malfoy! This is all because Potter is jealous of me!" Harry heard Malfoy shout.
Harry laughed, he remembered watching Draco going through the maze. He still laughed about it.
"Potter!" the youngest Malfoy sneered. "I demand you put me into his group right now!"
"No can do Malfoy. You're performance was just not good enough" Harry said, smirking.
"I'm warning you Scarhead!"
"Accio recording of Malfoy" Harry said as he took out his wand.. A small red orb flew into Harry's outstretched hand several minutes later. Harry waved his wand and a white rectangular light appeared on one of the walls. Harry threw the orb at it and watched as the orb seemed to be absorbed into the screen.
"Can't believe I have to go through a stupid maze" Malfoy appeared on the screen, his wand out in front of him. Harry got rid of the first half of the recording. Mostly because it involved the shrill voice of Pansy Parkinson and her pug like nose. "Wait until my father hears about this!" the Malfoy on the screen muttered.
He started to walk forward but stopped when he heard a slight growl. A sphinx appeared from the shadows. Malfoy squeaked.
"I will tell you a riddle. If you answer it correctly I can allow you to continue. If you answer it incorrectly I will attack you and if you don't say anything at all you can go back the way you came" Malfoy nodded his head, his usual sneer in place.
"If yesterday had been Wednesday's tomorrow and tomorrow is Sunday's yesterday, what day would today be?" the sphinx asked.
The blond haired git was still thinking after a couple of minutes. "Argh! I don't know you ugly beast!" Malfoy shouted. That still counted as an answer...a wrong one.
"Ahhhh! Mommy help me!" the screen Malfoy screamed as he ran away from the sphinx. The sphinx chased after him in pursuit. "Mommy!" Draco screamed like a little girl.
A flash of light blinded many people. "I may not be your mom Mr. Malfoy, but I hope I solved your problem just as well as she could of" an amused old voice said to the still blinking Malfoy. The blond hair boy looked at the headmaster in front of him.
"You tell no one" Draco sneered before marching off back in the direction of where the sphinx was.
Harry ended the screen play by calling the orb back to him and looked at a very red Draco Malfoy.
"As you can see Malfoy, you didn't get in because your second part of your performance is to put it lightly pathetic" Harry said, his voice laced with amusement.
Malfoy just growled evilly at him before storming off with his two body guards following him.
"Harry?" the teen in question turned around as a quiet and angry voice called his name. He looked at Hermione, who seemed to be shaking in anger.
"Yes Hermione?" Harry asked cautiously.
"I think you made a mistake on my scores" she said slowly.
Harry sighed, he knew this was coming. "Let us go to my office to discuss this Ms. Granger" Harry said in a professional tone, his nose in the air.
"Don't even try to act like that Harry" Ron said from where he say. "That look and tone of voice does not suit you at all"
"Hmm...I really thought it would look go on me. You know me being Harry Potter the boy-who-lived and all"
"Harry Potter do not even try to get off subject!" Hermione said. "My grade...it is a 427 out of 500 and it says here clearly that anyone who got over a 425 could make it into the club"
"See Hermione! You made it! Congratulations I knew you could do it!" Harry shook her hand vigorously.
"Stop playing around Harry!" Hermione said as she jerked her hand out of his.
"Hermione me and the other four judges agreed that you did not deserve full credit for several reasons. One, your physical abilities are very...weak. If you want to be in the club you have to be a good dueler, and you can only be a good dueler if you have strong physical abilities like reflexes and agility. Second you were using spells that weren't even need to complete the task! We all knew it was just you trying to show off your knowledge"
Hermione glared at him.
"Hermione if me and you were to duel, who do you think will win?" Harry questioned.
Hermione hesitated for several seconds. "Probably you" she replied.
"And why would that be?" Harry asked her.
"Because you have more power and your quicker then me" Hermione responded in a monotone voice.
"Exactly! You know tons more then I do but I am more physically fit then you are. I also do practices to increase my power regularly." Harry told her.
"You can actually increase your power?" Ron asked breaking into their argument.
"Well every individual has a maximum amount of power however most people only reach about three-fourths of their true potential. The thing I do helps me to reach my full potential not a part of it" Harry said.
"Can you show me these exercises?" Ron asked.
"I guess, I mean just watching me you can't really tell what I am doing" Harry explained. He turned back to Hermione. "Listen, you got in that is all that matters. In this class knowing everything won't get you to the top of the class Hermione and you are going to have to learn to except that" Harry nodded with finality. "Now hurry up we got DADA in ten minutes and I wasn't paying attention during Welcoming Feast and I have not been paying attention during meal times so I have no clue who the teacher is!"
"Some American witch, and she is good looking!" Ron said.
"She isn't that good looking!" Hermione said.
"Sure she isn't" Ron said, rolling his eyes. "I swear she has to have had a veela or vampire somewhere along her bloodline!"
Harry remembered in third year reading up on vampires.
'Unlike the muggle legends vampires looked almost exactly like humans. The only noticeable difference is they are paler then humans. The fangs are hidden in a fold of the gums in the upper jaw, where they are hidden from sight unless the vampire wills them out to suck blood or they are sexually aroused. The eyes looked more intense and unnatural then a humans and no matter how ugly the vampire looks they always seemed to be the most beautiful or handsome things you have ever seen.
Vampires are like werewolves in several aspects. They do have the inhuman strength and speed that muggles associate them with but they are usually stronger then what the muggles think.' Harry guessed their strength equaled that of a werewolf and he knew from first hand experience that if Remus wanted to he could chuck Harry across the room. 'Their sense of smell is equal to a dogs, just like a werewolf. A vampires eye is sensitive to movement and light. They are able to dilate the pupils to take in any light around them in order to see better at night. They cannot see in absolute dark but are good at seeing when there is little light. They also have an increased eyesight, able to see thirty percent farther then the human eye.
Vampires can hear low notes just as we do but their hearing is more acute. They can hear much higher notes and sounds than humans. They can also move their ears around to scan the environment for different sounds. They can hear sound from a greater distance than humans as they moves their ears around to catch the sound waves and locate where the sound is coming from more accurately.
Contrary to muggle beliefs, vampires can go out into the sun light for a certain amount of time. After two hours in the sun, the skin of the vampires that is exposed begins to develop a burning rash. After five hours their skin begins to turn to ash. Rashes can be treated easily but once the skin starts to turn to ash it is almost impossible to fix and it is dangerous for a vampire to go back into the sun after that. Of course the sensitivity of the skin is different with each vampire, what was just described is an average
Blood is not an everyday need for a vampire. They need to drink about every week to two weeks in order to live and human blood is not necessary though it is a better supplement then any other kind of blood.
Vampires that were magical before being turned keep their magical abilities. They can perform lower wandless magic but still need their wands to perform the more complex forms of magic.'
Harry looked at Ron. "That good looking huh?" he asked, smirking.
"You wait and see" Ron said grinning.
They made their way to the defense classroom and entered the room to see it full of students. The few males that were there were sitting in the front two rows with the girls in the rows behind them rolling their eyes. Two seats were opened in the second row and there were several others scattered around the classroom.
"Alright Harry, Neville" Ron said turning to them. "I say we draw straws to see who sits in the front"
"Don't bother" Harry said. "I don't want to look like you love sick puppies" Harry said as he walked to the back of the room. Hermione humphed at Ron and Neville before following Harry.
"She isn't that pretty!" Harry could hear Hermione mutter.
Harry looked at Hermione and opened his mouth to say something but someone walked into the room and it was like he was forced to look at them.
Harry studied the woman, who he assumed was the teacher closely. Long flowing straight light blonde, a little bit darker then Fleur Delacour's hair, fell to the shoulders. Bright hazel eyes surveyed the classroom. She had high cheek bones, and a slightly up-turned nose. Her most attractive feature on her face was definitely her luscious lips, all pouty, full and sexy.
She had the third greatest figure Harry had ever seen, right behind Liz and Lavender Brown. She seemed to be around an average height for women, maybe five foot six, five foot seven.
"Am I correct in assuming that this is the 6th year NEWT Defense Against the Dark Arts class?" she had the American accent Harry thought she would have, since Ron told him that is where she was from. Her accent was, from what he can recall about Americans from the limited t.v. he watched, an American southern drawl.
The boys in the front of the class nodded their heads eagerly showing that it was the right class.
"Hermione. There is something, something about her. It...its like it is trying to draw me to look at her, to focus on her. I don't know what is it...can you feel it?" Harry asked.
Hermione shook her head negatively and Harry looked back at the teacher. 'Thank Merlin I learned Occlumency' Harry thought to himself. 'Or else I would be like the other idiots'
"Now the seats you are sitting in will not be your usual seats" Groans of annoyance came from the boys in the front. "I will pair you up with a partner and give you assigned seats. The partner you are assigned with is based on how you have done on your OWLS. Now since Mr. Potter got the highest score on the DADA OWL he will be sitting here" she pointed to one of the two desk right in front of the teachers desk.
Many of the boys groaned again as Harry muttered swear words under his breath and stopped himself from hitting his head on his desk. Being that close to her would increase the feeling he has around her and his Occlumency skills and restraint would be put to the test.
"His partner will be Blaise Zabini, who got the lowest score" she pointed to desk next to Harry.
A beautiful girl with strawberry blond hair, blue-gray eyes and lips almost as pouty, full and sexy as the teachers stepped forward. Ok so the professor had the fourth greatest body he had ever seen.
There was a scowl set on her face as Blaise Zabini sat down next to him.
"Hello" Harry said. The girl just continued to scowl. "I guess we'll be partners from now on. Um...I don't really know you that much so I guess we should get to know each other right?"
Blaise turned to him with a scowl on his face. "Listen Potter. I don't want to be your partner. I don't want to get to know you and I don't want you to know me. You got it?"
"Feisty!" Harry grinned. "Reowr" Harry moved his hand forward and stretched his fingers before pulling his hand back. It looked similar to a cat scratching something.
"This school year is going to be worst then usual" Harry heard Blaise mutter.
"Now class" the professor, whose name Harry hadn't learned yet, called. "During the year you will be getting a lot of assignments that require you to work with you partner. This may seem stupid to you but the first assignment you are to have is I want you to get to know your partner." she handed out rolls of parchments to everyone. "I want these questions answered"
"What house is your partner in" Harry read. He looked farther down. "What is your partner's biggest fear. Hmm...interesting questions. So my fair lady, what time should we meet to answer these questions?"
Blaise was scowling even worse then before. "After dinner. Library" The bell rang in the classroom and Harry walked out of the room and waited for Ron and Hermione to come walking out.
"What is wrong with you Ron?" Harry asked.
"She put me in the back!" Ron said in an exasperate tone. "All the way in the back!"
"Ok...So Hermione who is your partner? Oh no! What is wrong with you now?" Harry asked.
"I'm 7th" Hermione said.
"What?" Harry asked confused.
"I'm 7th" Hermione repeated.
"7th what?" Harry asked.
"7th in the class" Hermione replied.
"Oh" Everyone knew how sensitive Hermione was with her rank in class. Even though Harry and Ron tried to show her that it wasn't that important, as long as you were still doing good. "Do you guys mind telling me who you are partners with?"
"I'm with Hannah Abbott" Hermione voiced meekly as they walked down the corridor to the main hallway. "I'll see you guys later. I have to go to Ancient Runes"
"Well mate" said the dejected Ron. "I'm paired up with Anthony Goldstein. Alright bloke, likes Quidditch and he even likes the Cannons too!"
"So what are you doing during the free period?" Harry questioned.
"Neville challenged me to a game of chess. Said he got some lessons during the summer from his uncle and thinks he can take me on. Fat chance!" Ron exclaimed.
Harry smiled at that. He had plans for the free period and he did not want Ron around. "I guess I'll go to my office to work on a couple of things then." Harry walked off to the nearest staircase so he could go to the fourth floor.
When he finally reached his office, off of the Defense Association classroom, Harry walked over to the cabinet and opened the doors. Inside was a vast array of materials, including potions and potions supplies. Harry plucked out a size six silver cauldron and he also plucked out various jars full of different potions ingredients.
Harry set a flame on the table for the small potion lab he had in the office. He placed the cauldron over the flame and set the ingredients down in the order he would need them. Armadillo bile, jobberknoll feathers, fluxweed, ginger roots, salamander blood, thestral hair, re'em blood, phoenix tears, powdered Ukranian Ironbelly horn, giants blood, boomslang, feather of an occamy, nogtail ear, shrake guts and the last ingredient was blood of the drinker.
The potion was long and tedious. It involved a lot of stirring and Harry used up most of his ingredients stock because the potion required big amounts of everything he needed.
The end result was a smoking bright purple potion. It give off the smell of a soiled nappy.
Harry ladled the whole potion in a platinum goblet, a necessary for the potion. "Adiudico mea gnaritas et sapientia. Adiudico mea le potentia invalesco et emendo pernix" Harry said. He took a sip from the goblet and almost gagged on the nasty tasting potion. He repeated the words over again and took a nother gulp from the potion. He repeated this process three more times until the potion was gone.
Harry stood there for several seconds waiting for something to happen when all of a sudden the goblet fell from his hand. All of his muscles started to spasm. Harry was unable to keep standing as his leg muscles gave a severe spasm and fell to the ground hard. A major migraine racked Harry's brain and it was all Harry could do not to scream out.
Harry lay on the ground like that for some time, his muscles shaking like crazy while the severe migraine pounding in his head. The potion he just took was one founded by Salazar Slytherin and one he knew Voldemort had drank it, as well as Albus Dumbledore.
It did several things to two parts of a person, one to the brain and one to the muscles.. One was it increased the speed at which one could read. Over two thousand words a minute can be read by a person who has drank this potion. Another thing it does was increase the capacity ones memory could store, allowing them to take in more info then usual. Things were also taken in right away. Harry would no longer have to read a paragraph twice in order to absorb all the info.
To the muscles the potion added strength to them. The muscles did not expand and become bigger and more defined. After all Voldemort was skeletal thin, he wasn't big and muscular. This potion enhanced your strength magically making you stronger then you look.
Harry awoke with a start and tried to notice where he was but his vision was blurry. Whatever he was laying on was fuzzy and gave him some warmth, though it wasn't that comfortable.
He went to lift himself up but his muscles were to soar and he couldn't even lift his hand up.
"Harry! What is wrong with you?"
"Gu" Was the only noise Harry made or could make. It seems all of his muscles were so worn out he couldn't move.
"Harry mate, you look like your blind" Ron said staring at him. "Your eyes are all foggy and glazed looking"
"Gu"
"Should we get him to the Hospital Wing?" Ron asked.
"Good idea" Hermione said. Harry felt himself get lifted into the air by...and get this, magic!
"Ron watch where you are going!" A small thud echoed down the corridor.
"Sorry about that Harry" Ron apologized.
"Gu" was the only response Harry could make.
They started walking again and after a while another thud, this one louder then the last, rang throughout the corridor.
"Ron!" Hermione shrieked.
"Sorry! Ohh...I knocked him out" Ron said.
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Man how many fights have I made Harry and Hermione get in? Like fifty million bajillion times already! But do not worry my dear readers! I have a plan for Hermione and a plan for Ginny and a plan for what to do with Percy and a plan for Bill and a plan for Harry and a plan for who Harry is going to end up with in the end
I'm working on Chapter 7 or 8, I forgot which ones, for Harry Potter and the Fall of Hope. It has been a while since I worked on that story but since there seems to be a lack of intrest in this one I figured I'd work on that one for a while, so you probably shouldn't get your hopes up for a review for this story until end of March beginning of April.