Title The Fake Professor / / / Rating T
Warnings Contains mild swearing in this chapter
-The Fake Professor-
Previously on The Fake Professor…
"Thanks Vic," Albus said, his head hurting, "What happened to you after you went flying?"
"I got a bruised ankle and a bloodied elbow." Victorie replied, nursing her elbow, "You came off worse though"
"Ouch," Albus said, rubbing his head, "Where is Madam Abbott?"
"What's up Al?" James asked. Suddenly he realised that Albus was rubbing his head where he had been injured. "Dom, get Healer Longbottom please." Dominique ran away from the bed to the Healers office, to alert her that Albus was wanting her.
"Headache." Albus said, rubbing his head even more, "and tired." Just as he finished saying that, Healer Longbottom came to where everyone was crowded.
"I think it's time Albus had some rest folks," she said, reaching for a vial in her pocket, passing it to Albus whilst everyone was groaning. "He will be out and about tomorrow."
"Night Al," everyone said, whilst Albus was drinking the vial, allowing him to have a nice, peaceful, dreamless sleep.
Hospital Wing, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Scotland
3rd September 2017
After a restful night in the Hospital Wing, Albus woke up to see his brother sitting next in a chair next to him. "Morning Al," James said, ruffling his brother's hair, "Do you want me to get Malfoy and Rose to come or are you ok with me?"
"I'm ok with you James." Albus said, smiling that his brother is with him. "Did you mean it yesterday when you said that it was your job to protect me from things and not the other way round?"
James looked at him, giving him a smile. "Yeah, you're my little brother. Even though I wound you up about which house you were to be sorted into, I still care about you. That is, despite what Dad thinks about me sometimes," he said, hugging Albus.
"Well, seeing as we are brothers, can I borrow the Marauders Map over the weekend?" Albus asked, hoping that his brother would give it to him. "There's somewhere I want to explore with Rose and Scorpius."
"Map? What map? I don't know about any map!" James said, acting innocent. "Anyway, I don't trust Malfoy. His Father was a Death Eater and so was his grandfather."
"James," Albus said, sitting up, "I know all about that, but I trust him, as is a friend. Anyway, don't you remember what Father said when he told us about the days of the wars?"
"I said to you pair 'Don't forget that love and friends win over in the end.'" Harry Potter said, walking into the Hospital Wing. "How are you Al?" he asked, walking over to his son.
"Dad. What are you doing here?" James asked his father, messing with his hair again. "I'm sorry for blowing up the Hogwarts Express. I start my detentions for it today."
"I'm alright Father." Albus said, trying his hardest not to cry. "What are you doing here?"
"I've come to visit Professors Flitwick and Longbottom about some Auror business, but first thing this morning, I thought I would check up on you Al." Harry said to his sons. "And James, I am sorry I sent the Howler. I have having a bad week at work because of that Skeeter woman. She's had it in for the family for ages. And what's more is your Uncle Percy is under investigation by the Wizengamot!" He passed James a copy of the day's front page of the Daily Prophet to which James read the article.
"Minister for Magic Under Investigation
By Rita Skeeter.
Scandal hit the Ministry today when it was announced that the Wizengamot was intending to investigate the Minister of Magic, Percy Weasley, over claims of allowing corruption in his Auror department. From what our sources have told us, Weasley's Wizard Wheezes have been gaining an unfair advantage over their competitors, GreenMal Contracts, in a bid for the latest contracts for the Auror department. It has been alleged that Wheezes have been using the influence of Harry Potter, having invested over 1000 Galleons in the past, to gain lucrative Ministry contracts. And if so, how long has it been going on?
When the Prophet visited the Auror department to get a statement from Harry Potter about the claims that he was using his investment in WWW to get the edge over GreenMal Contracts, we were told by Potter's wife, Daily Prophet Senior Quidditch Reporter Ginny Potter, to clear off otherwise we would face a Bat Bogey Hex. However, we did notice the bloodied shirt that Mr Potter was wearing when he left the office to kiss his wife. Could it be that Potter has been causing harm to innocent people, or unlikely as it may be, helping people.
When the news arrived at the office of the Daily Prophet that one of the people that was injured in the raid on Gringotts yesterday was Chairman of the Board of Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, Ronald Weasley, speculation was rife over the odds on the Minister covering up for his for brother-in-law's Dark activities, activities that saw the fall of You-Know-Who? And could this corruption in our Auror department help the enemy?"
"Dad, just ignore that Skeeter woman. She hates you because you and Aunt Hermione found out she had been an unregistered Animagus!" James said, remembering the story that Hermione told him years ago, "Did she ever register as one."
"Your Aunt Hermione, and I quote, keeps saying that 'That Skeeter woman has been told once too many times and deserves to be thrown into Azkaban!'" Harry said in a perfect impression of his sister-in-law. "No matter how many times we warned her, and after three visits to Azkaban, she still won't register as one!"
"Hang on a second. Did you say that Uncle Ron was injured?" Albus suddenly asked, worried about his uncle, "What happened?"
"He was making a deposit at the bank when the Cruciform attacked Gringotts." Harry said, his face straightening up, "Rose got told by Aunt Hermione yesterday evening after you woke up. That's why she won't be in your flying lesson today."
"I bet she's depressed at missing lessons today!" James said, laughing at his cousin behind her back "'Professor Chang is the best teacher in the school.' I'm surprised she hasn't tried to kiss her yet?"
"Hang on? I've got flying lessons today?" Albus interrupted, his eyes lighting up. "Can I go?"
"Just let me speak to Hannah-I mean Healer Longbottom to see if you're fit to leave." Harry said, heading to the Healers office. It felt ages until Healer Longbottom came into the ward. She checked him over and pronounced him suitable to go, at least not before she made him eat a full breakfast or two!
James helped Albus back into his robes and, leaving the Hospital Wing, escorting him as far as the entrance to the Great Hall when they heard footsteps approaching them.
"What is a first year and a third year doing out of class," wheezed the caretaker, Mr Filch. "I think you've both earned yourselves a detention."
"Look here Filch," a voice came from down the corridor, "James Potter was taking his brother down to me at the Quidditch pitch as young Albus Potter had been held in the Hospital Wing last night. I have it on good authority."
"Upon whose authority is it, you jumped up little-ah-Professor Chang ma'am." Mr Filch said, turning, surprised to see Professor Chang, "I caught them sneaking around the corridors."
"It's on the Head Aurors authority that they were out and about." Professor Chang said, noting James and Albus were smiling. "So, you'll be giving no such detentions."
"I'm…I'm sorry Professor Chang!" Filch said, annoyed about his mistake.
"Do you want me to get George Weasley onto you to shove one of his fireworks up your rear, again?" Professor Chang said, looking down on him. "Now do something constructive like finding out if that pilfering poltergeist has nicked one of my Golden Snitches!"
"Yes, I will do that Professor Chang ma'am." Filch quivered, running from Professor Chang, "I'll get him good and proper if he's behind this! I'll get Peeves expelled if it's the last thing I do!"
They waited until Filch had gone around the corner before they decided to talk. "Good, that's got rid of him for a bit. I know for a fact that when your uncle was at school, he, along with his twin, charmed one of their Fireworks to poke Filch up the backside!" Professor Chang said to Albus and James, laughing at the memories. "Anyway, James, I know you've got Charms with Professor Finnegan, so you better go. Albus you're with me."
"Thanks Professor Chang." James said, heading off to the Charms corridor.
Albus and Professor Chang left the entrance hall and headed off to the Quidditch Pitch to find that the Slytherins and Gryffindors were waiting for them, along with 20 brooms that were lying in 2 lines on the ground. Albus stood next to Scorpius and Alice
"Where's Rose?" Scorpius said, turning to Albus, "Not like her to miss a lesson, is it?"
"Did you read today's Prophet?" Albus asked, seeing the crossing of the head Scorpius gave. "Her father has been injured by that Cruciform lot that tried to rob Gringotts."
"Do you think your father will catch them?" Scorpius asked, showing concern for his friends.
"That Rita Skeeter has been giving the family a bad week." Albus said, trying not to cry. "She's attacking Uncle Percy and Father, and who knows what she'll do next!"
"I'm here for you mate if you need to talk." Scorpius said, considering the green eyes Albus has, "Even though your brother doesn't trust me."
"Thanks mate." Albus said shaking his hand.
"Excuse me Professor," Alice said, "You know these broomsticks? Are they the same ones that Hogwarts had when Professor Longbottom was here?"
'Obviously, Uncle George had told her about the vibrations and misdirection they caused!' Albus thought, trying not to laugh. "The brooms are alright Alice!" He said to her.
"Yes, they are, albeit over the summer, Oliver Wood, Angelina Weasley and I have stripped them and refurbished them!" Professor Chang said, walking up to Alice. She turned to everyone, brandishing a whistle. "Everyone stand by a broomstick. Come on, hurry up."
"Now, all you need to do is stick your wand hand out over your broom," she said, ensuring everyone heard her instructions, "and say 'Up!'"
"UP!" everyone commanded.
The brooms that Albus and Scorpius was stood next to jumped into their hands at once, being two of the very few that did. Alice's broom just simply rolled over on the ground, not listening to her, and Sean Sloper's, one of their fellow Gryffindor first years, hadn't moved at all. It seems Sean didn't have the same skill as his father when it came to flying! One of the Slytherins, Agatha Parkinson, however, had her broom lift itself up and hit her in the face!
"Well I knew yours would do what it was supposed to do," Scorpius said, smiling at Albus, "You have Quidditch running through your veins, your mother being one of the famous Holyhead Harpies and your father being the youngest Gryffindor seeker in the last century!"
"Apparently, your father wasn't bad at Quidditch either," Albus said, "Even though my father lost some of his bones due to somebody called Lockhart."
"When I blow this whistle, what I want you to do is kick off from the ground," Professor Chang said, pointing at the kick off points marked out on the pitch. "Just rise a few feet, and then I want you to come straight back down to the ground, carefully." She took the whistle from round her neck.
However, Alice, who was nervous and jumpy, pushed off without realising, not even hearing anything at all.
"Come back!" Professor Chang shouted, aiming to mount a broom as Alice was rising as fast as a house elf confronted by undergarments. She gasped when she saw Alice slip sideways off the broom, ending up with a thud, a nasty crack and Alice lay face down on the grass in a heap, her leg underneath her. Nobody was concentrating on the broom that flew out of sight.
Professor Chang bent over Alice, muttering things like "Broken knee", "Sprained wrist" and "Grazed elbows."
She conjured a stretcher, levitating Alice onto it, turning to the class. "While I take this young lady to the Hospital Wing, I expect all these brooms to stay on the ground or else!"
As soon as Alice and Professor Chang was out of earshot, Parkinson burst into hysterics, causing the rest of the Slytherins to join in. "Did you see her face, the useless lump?"
"Oi, Parkinson, shut up!" Sean shouted, pulling out his wand, "Alice is worth 10 of you!"
"I wonder who wants this then," Gregory Zabini, another Slytherin shouted, pulling a Golden Snitch out of his pocket. He released it. "Oops!"
Blood was pounding in the ears of Albus, mounting the broom, and kicking off from the ground, flying higher, higher and higher. His seeker reflexes were working out where the Snitch was. The air was rushing through his hair, his robes whipping out behind him. "This is easy! Just like playing Quidditch at home!
Albus saw the Snitch rise in the air and aimed for it, gaining on it, closer and closer, reaching for hit and grabbing it. He aimed his broom to the ground, landing, keeping tight hold of the Snitch.
"ALBUS POTTER!"
His heart sank faster than a Wonski Feint. Professor Longbottom was running toward the students. Albus got to his feet. "I've never seen such a thing like this – how dare you!" Professor Longbottom said, surprised at what he saw. "Potter, follow me, now." Harry caught sight of Parkinson and Zabini, with their triumphant faces as he left, walking numbly, following Professor Longbottom back toward the castle. He was in trouble, wanting to say something, but unable to form the words. He wanted to defend himself, but he couldn't. Professor Longbottom was speeding ahead, not stopping to open doors, forcing Albus to jog to keep up. Now he'd done it.
Up the front steps, up the Grand Entrance inside, and still Professor Longbottom didn't say a word to him. He waved his wand to open doors, marching along corridors after corridors and Albus following him miserably.
Eventually they arrived in the dungeons, ending down a flight of stairs. Professor Longbottom stopping at a door, knocking, standing in the doorway.
"Can I borrow Birch for a minute?" He asked, his arm resting on the door of the Potions classroom. Albus looked worried; worried he had done something wrong.
-The Fake Professor-
Coming Up in Chapter 06 – A Shock for Albus…A Prank Played…A visit unexpected for Agent Snakeslayer…
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Type Multi Chapter / / / Status WIP
Distribution FFN, AO3, GryffindorTom Online
Story ID 066 / / / Publish Date 09/03/2017