"I'll see you later, Hermione. I'm going up to bed." I said.
"Already? But you barely ate anything!" She said.
"I don't feel very good. G'night, Mione." I said before walking out of the Great Hall and towards the Gryffindor Tower.
RPOV
We had heard whispers of how awesome our new DADA teacher was. Professor Remus Lupin was bound to be a great teacher, especially taking in account of what had happened on the train ride here. The Gryffindors had him today, it was our first class of DADA, and I couldn't wait. Besides potions, defense against the dark arts was my favorite class. I scarfed down my lunch and rushed off to wait outside the classroom.
It wasn't too long before Hermione showed up, and then Weasley and Potter. Then everyone else came. I waved Neville over when I saw him.
"Hey Neville, what's up?" I asked when he came over and stood by me.
He shrugged, "Nothing I guess." He said, rubbing the back of his neck.
"How are those two herbology classes treating you?" I joked, smiling crookedly at him. Almost like a smirk, but not quite. He started babbling on and on about how awesome they were and about all the plants he had already learned about in his second herbology class, which, apparently, was a 'step up' from third year herbology, but also a 'step down' from fourth year herbology. I don't get it either.
"Hello class! We'll do a role call, and then we are going to be taking the class somewhere else today!" The professor called out as he stopped in front of us. I grinned at Neville. This was going to be the best class ever.
"He went through the list of names, and faltered a little at Harry's name, but not like the teachers usually do. It wasn't an 'Oh my Merlin, Harry Potter is in my class!' falter, more of a... I don't even know.
"Padma Patil."
"Here!'
"Parvati Patil."
"Here!'
"... Rita Black?" He called my name as more of a question, faltering even more than he did on Potter's name.
"Here." I said, and lots of people screamed out of shock and moved further away from me. I sighed and rolled my eyes. He looked up from the name scroll for a second, and went right back to calling names.
"Alright! now that's done, follow me!" He said, turning and walking off. Hermione and I were some of the people closest to the front of the line, we were both eager to see where we were going.
Lupin opened the teachers lounge door, and motioned us to follow him. The teachers lounge was quite big, and the ceiling reached high up. He walked up to a big cabinet, and stood next to it while everyone else filed in.
"In here, is a boggart. Can anyone tell me what a boggart is?" He asked, looking around the room. Hermione and I were the only two to raise our hands, but as always, Hermione was much faster than I.
"A boggart is an amortal shape-shifting non-being that takes on the form of the viewer's worst fear," She explained.
"Excellent! Now, the boggart sitting in the darkness within has not yet assumed a form. He does not yet know what will frighten the person on the other side of the door the most. Nobody knows what a boggart looks like when he is alone, but when I let him out, he will immediately become whatever each of us most fears." Professor Lupin said.
"Longbottom! Step forward please," The professor called, and Neville gulped as he walked to the front. I gave him two thumbs up as he walked by me.
"What do you fear the most?" He asked as the cabinet rattled on behind him. I already knew what he would say.
"Professor Snape." He said quietly. Everyone laughed except for Hermione, Lupin, Neville- of course-, and I.
"Alright, and you live with your Grandmother, correct?" He asked. Neville nodded.
"Yeah but I don't want it to turn into her, either!" He said, and this time I chuckled a little.
"That's alright. Here is what you are going to do." He said, leaning in and whispering the plan to Neville.
"Ready?" He asked, and Neville nodded shakily. The professor said a spell, and the doors flew open, and out walked professor Snape.
"Come on, you can do it, Nev!" I yelled over the nasty remarks made by the stupid Slytherins.
"R-Riddikulus!" He shouted, and suddenly Snape was wearing a vulture hat, a green dress, and carrying a big red handbag. I busted out laughing, thinking how Riddikulus he looked.
"Alright everyone form a line, let's go!" Lupin yelled, and we all formed a line. Somehow I ended up behind Weasley. When it was his turn, the boggart took on the form of a huge spider, and I shivered. Spiders were disgusting enough when they were small.
"Riddikulus!" He yelled, and the spiders legs vanished, so it was just rolling around on the floor. I laughed and stepped forwards. It took a second for the boggart to change, and I wasn't quite sure what it would change into. Although I will say that I was terrified when a bunch of bats flew out.
I lifted my wand-my hand shaking terribly- and stuttered out the spell.
"R-R-Riddikulus!" The bats all flew together into one shape, and turned into Batman.
"I'm Batman." He said in a deep and ruff voice, and I laughed out loud.
That was the only thing I could think of to make the bats funny. I laughed at how funny it looked to have a fictional muggle character standing inside of Hogwarts. Hermione laughed from the side. It seemed she was the only one that got it, considering she's a muggle born.
"Excellent! Who's next?" Professor Lupin yelled over the chatter from the room, and I stepped off to the side, standing next to Hermione.
"Why bats?" She asked. I shrugged.
"I think it was because when I was younger Tonks used to take me outside to play with the fireflies when it started to get dark, and one time a bunch of bats came out, and ate one of the fireflies, right in front of me. Oh, and another one stole my hat." I explained, watching as Potter stepped up.
"What if Voldemort steps out?" I whispered to Hermione, quite scared that the worst wizard could be standing in this room in a few seconds. Professor Lupin must have thought the same thing, because he jumped in front of Harry, and the boggart changed into something else. It looked like a full moon with clouds surrounding it, but I was sure that wasn't it. Why would a teacher be afraid of the moon?
"Alright, that's enough for today, let's head back to the classroom." He said, and everyone turned around and walked out.
"Oh, hello Miss Black." Lupin said when he accidentally bumped into me.
"Hello Professor Lupin." I replied as I kept walking, trying to find where Hermione had wandered off to.
"Do you mind me asking why bats?" He asked, and I shrugged just as I had when Mione asked.
"One of them stole my hat once." I said, not wanting to have to explain the whole thing again. He nodded.
"That makes sense. Although with your past I would have expected your biggest fear to have been something more than bats. And what was the 'Batman' thing that they turned into?" He asked.
"Oh, Batman is from a muggle comic book. He's like an Auror, but without magic. He fights the bad guys, like the Joker, and Penguin." I explained.
"And besides, I don't really fear much else. If you were suggesting that you thought my worst fear would be my father, then I would like to inform you of how off you were. I don't fear my father, Professor Lupin. He's not a bad man. He just made some bad decisions. I'm sure you have made a few bad decisions or mistakes before, but does that make you a bad man?" I said, irritated that everyone thinks my father a horrible man.
"No, I suppose it doesn't. That's very mature of you, you know. It shows that you are brave and very forgiving of others. A lot of people wouldn't see anything that way. Even I didn't see it that way, and your father was one of my best friends." he said. I looked up at him- seeing as he was much taller than me.
"You were?" I gasped, totally shocked, "What was he like?"
He laughed, "He wasn't the best student, I'll tell you that. He was always messing around and paying more attention to pranks and girls than his studies. He had a huge sense of humor, I can tell you that. And a great disregard for the rules. Him and James used to do whatever they pleased. They were the best of friends. I still don't see what happened between them." He said, his voice growing quieter as he reached the end of his sentence.
"He was Harry's Godfather, right?" I asked. He nodded.
"So if Harry's dad made my dad Harry's Godfather, did my father make Harry's dad my Godfather, or did he make you my Godfather?" I asked as we kept walking towards the DADA class, were all the other students had already gone to.
He laughed. "Wow, very observant you are. Not at all like your father. You must get it from your mother. She may have been a muggle, but I can say for sure that she was one of the smartest people I have ever met." He said.
"You didn't answer my question." I stated.
He sighed, and looked down at his shoes as he walked, "James may have made Sirius Harry's Godfather, but Sirius thought it would be smarter to make me your Godfather, as I was the 'level-headed' one of the group. He always said that you would grow up with the perfect amount of craziness, smartness, and calmness from your parents and I." He said.
"Hm. I must be a fast learner." I said, smirking to myself. He laughed again.
"I'm guessing you want to know why you ended up with Nymphadora instead of with your Godfather?" He asked. I gasped.
"What?" He asked, looking up from his shoes.
"You called her Nymphadora!" I said, my eyes wide with shock, "She hates being called Nymphadora! If you don't want to end up like Nearly Headless Nick, I suggest you don't call her that when she's around!" I warned.
"Oh." He said.
"So why did I end up with Tonks?" I asked.
"I can't tell you everything- at least not yet-, it's complicated. All I'm aloud to tell you is that the ministry wouldn't allow you to live with me. That was part of the reason why Dumbledore hired me, so I could 'prove myself' to the Ministry and try to get back my Godfather rights." He explained as we reached the classroom. I nodded.
"Ok." I said, before heading off to sit next to Hermione.