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'Hey where's James?'

'Calm down Sirius…Just try to remember where you left him...'

TO UNDERSTAND

Chapter 10 : All Hail Lord Voldemort.

A/N: Ginny POV

Oh dear Merlin…. Harry is about to duel our teacher…But not just any teacher! Oh-no, I'm talking about our new DEFENCE AGAINST THE DARKARTS TEACHER!! Why the HELL is he doing this to me? As if my nerves aren't already shot from this whole lets-travel-in-time situation, now he has to pick a fight with a MEMBER OF STAFF! I mean, I thought he would have been satisfied with his little duel this morning! But no, apparently making Sirius and his own Dad land slap on their arses in the middle of the hall is only a warm up for Harry Potter!

'Who d'you think's gonna win?' said Frank Longbottom from the seat behind.

'Definitely Bonkdrop.' said James darkly 'His Father's a famous Auror trainer…Threston hasn't got a chance in hell…'

'Ooh, where's the popcorn?' smiled Sirius a grin now plastered across his face.

Oh well… that's just bloody FANTASTIC!! He's going to duel the son of an Auror trainer! Who's probably been doing advanced curses since he was in bloody nappies!

'Are you ready Threston?' said the Professor, rolling up his sleeves.

'I'm just waiting for you Sir...' Harry replied, spreading his legs for more balance.

Oh god, he's seriously going to do this isn't he? Okay, maybe he does have a bit of a chance. All he's done over the summer is train, stay in his room, have long hushed conversations with Ron and Hermione or play sodding Quidditch. He turned into a machine. Never talking to anyone or joining in on Order discussions, just avoiding everything and everyone. Oh and fighting me, he's done a lot of that lately… Though mostly training…Drastic training. I heard Dad and Mad-eye talking about it the day before we made the potion, both in the kitchen after a late night of planning…

I walked across my landing and onto the stairs, being finally bothered to go eves-drop on my Dad. Plugging in an extendable ear I sat on a step and tried to stay as still as possible...

'How is Harry coming along, Alastor?' asked Dad seriously and Mad-eye's expression darkened, placing a gnarled hand onto the table.

'Better than we'd expected.' He murmured, taking a sip from his hipflask. 'We knew the lad was good but… not that good…'

Dad looked at him with his eyebrows furrowed.

'Has he improved then?'

'Improved?!?' The ex-Auror coughed, choking on his hipflask. 'He's like a deatheater blasting, curse swallowing, maniac! He's a machine!'

'Ah…'

'He's already covered most of year 7 defence and we've had to start him on Auror techniques!'

'Do you think that's wise Alastor? He has only just turned 17!'

'We've already taught him all we can at his age! It's just not enough!'

They both took a long drink from their preferred cups and sighed.

'It's strange Arthur…' said Moody softly. 'I've seen some keen kids in my life but Potter…He takes the biscuit…'

'He's been looking awfully tired lately Alastor. Are you sure you and Remus aren't pushing him too far?'

Moody snorted.

'He's pushing himself Arthur! If we tell him 'that's enough for today' he'll just carry on! I've told yeh! He's a machine!'

My Dad looked up sadly.

'Is he still avoiding talking about Albus?'

Moody took in a long breath and exhaled heavily.

'Yep...' He said eventually. 'But that's a sore subject for most of us…'

They both stared into their drinks, deep in thought.

'I've never seen him so holed up Alastor…' said Dad quietly 'and it's getting worse…'

'Well the boy always was a bit of a mystery' Moody sighed, pulling his cloak further onto his shoulders 'Though whatever's driving him to train so much it's doing a good damn job! I wouldn't like to be them when they meet Potter I'll tell you that…'

Dad looked up sharply.

'Is he ready for that?' he said studying Moody's face. He looked up darkly, both his eyes focused on Dad's.

'Oh yes…'he said slowly. 'They'd all better beware of Harry Potter…'

They both stood up and I scrambled back up the stairs from where I'd been perched, feeling through the dark.

'What are you doing?' hissed a voice behind me and I span around, my eyes wide.

'Harry?' I choked, my heart in my mouth.

'What are you doing?' he said again angrily and I gasped. I took in his weary appearance and saw for the first time just how tired he actually was. His clothes seemed to hang off him and obviously needed to be washed but he made no sign of caring. His hair was falling into his face and with the addition of the deep bags under his eyes he reminded me of Sirius when he'd first got out of Azkaban…

'I… I was getting a glass of water.' I stuttered guiltily and his eyes stared into mine.

'You're just lucky Mad-eye didn't catch you listening.' He said and tugged the extendable ear away from my face. 'You'd have been in trouble then…'

I looked down at my feet and bit my lip but he just sighed deeply as though tired of me, before turning away and heading to Ron's room on the flight above.

'Harry.' I whispered softly and he looked back over his shoulder.

'What?' he murmured and I felt my eyes fill up slightly.

He just didn't look like Harry anymore…

'Nothing.' I said quickly and he glanced at me sadly before dragging himself up the stairs.

'Night Ginny.'

'Good night Harry…'

'Oh Ginny?' he said turning around and I looked up at him hopefully.

'Yes?'

He hesitated.

'I've got to make a…finding spell tomorrow-'

'And you want me to help you?' I finished and he smiled, letting it crack through the gloom on his face.

'Will you?' he asked and I smiled back.

'Course I will.' I said softly and he made his way out of sight, up the stairs.

I'd do anything to try and get you to smile again… Harry Potter…

'Oh my God.' said Lily beside me and I shook my head to clear it. 'That teacher is breaking so many rules!'

I looked up and saw that Bonkdrop and Harry were now spread about 5 metres from each other, both getting ready to fight… So Harry was going to duel Bonkdrop… It was final.

'Harry, please be careful...' I whispered and crossed my fingers tight.

'Then, BEGIN!' yelled the Professor and they first jinxes were shot from both sides.

The spells came quick and fast, with not a word being uttered by Harry or the Professor and soon all the class were clambering out of their chairs to get a better view. Both sides of the classroom were screaming wildly as the Slytherins cheered on their champion. The Gryffindors screeching at the Professor who seemed quite taken aback and was flashing his wand through the air creating streams of light like a muggle sparkler.

'GO THRESTON, GO THRESTON!' chanted the Slytherins as the noise level reached such a height that some people were covering their ears.

'He's going backwards!' screeched James as gradually Harry's feet began to move towards the door, the battle still in full swing. Everyone scrambled up as Harry moved slowly through the door frame and into the corridor. I looked into his face and saw it screwed up in concentration his eyes darting this way and that, following every curse and every move. His lips were twitching in a never ending loop of words through he still said nothing. Moody was right…Saying he'd 'improved' was an understatement.

Without warning a stray jinx from Bonkdrop hit Harry in the shoulder and his feet flew into air!

'That's Levicorpus!' hissed Sirius 'He's done for!'

However Harry wasn't finished yet as he flashed a counter-curse in mid-air, doing a sort of backwards somersault and landing back on his feet, his hand low to the ground.

'Whoa.' Murmured James in a low whisper and I smiled. Go Harry.

He shot 5 jinxes one after another straight at Bonkdrop's head and the overwhelmed teacher struggled to block them all, eventually letting the 5th jinx hit him straight it the chest. He flew sideways and straight into a suit of armour making a deafening crash. A cheer rose up from the Slytherins as the Defence teacher lay still in the wreckage of the grumbling antique, which was actually beginning to pick itself back up!

'You did it Threston!' said one Slytherin happily but Harry was still looking solemnly at his teacher, his wand raised.

'He's not done yet…' he murmured softly and everyone jumped as Bonkdrop flew up from the floor shooting a curse straight at Harry. His eyes only had time to widen before it smacked into his stomach launching him backwards and into the air!

'HARRY!' I screamed, though my voice was lost in the chaos as everyone surged forward.

The whole class yelled out as Harry was slammed against the wall at the end of the corridor and fell, crumpled at the base of it. Bonkdrop laughed wildly and strode forward, grabbing Harry by the front of his collar and holding him up against the wall. I looked round at Lily who had her hands over her mouth and the Marauders who looked shocked. It was obvious that none of the 17 year olds present had ever seen a violent duel before…

'Not so tough now are you boy?' Bonkdrop spat as he pushed more pressure with his fist, causing Harry to cough and blood spatter from the corner of his mouth. Harry looked down, his feet dangling in mid-air to see his wand lying on the floor, just out of reach.

'Well that didn't last long, did it?' laughed the Professor, obviously enjoying himself. 'I've won already! You haven't a chance without your wand! Though it's not as if you had a chance in the first place!'

Harry's face seemed to crumple as a wave of despair crossed his eyes. He coughed again, spitting blood onto the floor.

'Now there… is your greatest…mistake…' Harry gasped and his head shot up, a smirk firmly plastered across his face, all signs of defeat vanished. 'You're assuming that I need a wand in the first place!'

Harry swung his elbow up colliding straight with Bonkdrop's nose and the elder man let him drop to the floor, recoiling in pain. Harry grabbed his wand, wiping blood from the side of his mouth and stood up swiftly.

'You little bastard!' screeched Bonkdrop but Harry just smiled mockingly before closing his eyes and disappearing into thin air. I blinked, totally nonplussed. What the fuck?!?

'What the fuck?!?' yelled Sirius, from beside me 'Where'd he go?!?'

Bonkdrop was looking round wildly as the congregation exploded with confused yells.

'Did he apparate?' asked Peter, scratching his head.

'You can't apparate inside Hogwart's grounds!' said Remus exasperatedly; he'd obviously said it many times before. 'Plus we only learn to apparate this year, he won't be able to do it yet!'

'You never know…' said Sirius darkly. 'From what we've seen so far he probably does know how to apparate…'

Of course he can apparate! However that still doesn't explain how the hell he's managed to just…just disappear!

'Come on!' shouted Bonkdrop in a frustrated voice his face red with rage. 'He will still be here somewhere! You can't escape me boy!' He set off at a fast pace round the corner and we noticed that quite a few classes were now poking their heads out of classroom doors, each one wondering what the hell was going on.

'Hey where's James?' said Sirius suddenly and I turned around.

'What?' said Remus bemused.

'Look, he's gone!' panicked Sirius staring around desperatly. I looked at everyone beside us and saw that James was no where to be seen. He's vanished too! … Like Father like Son.

'Calm down Sirius…' said Lily sarcastically. 'Just try to remember where you left him...'

'Ha de bloody ha!' snapped Sirius but he still looked worried.

'Hey! What have I missed?' said a voice behind us and we all turned to see James himself, walking quickly back to the group. He was tugging at the front of his robes and straightening his tie as though he'd just got dressed. Something wasn't quite right…

'Where the hell have you been?' said Sirius angrily.

'Calm down Sirius.' he laughed, running a hand through his hair. 'I had to go to the Toilet that's all.'

'You had me worried sick!'

He just laughed again before turning back to look at Bonkdrop and the amount of people now standing in a circle around him.

'So what have I missed?' he asked and Sirius frowned.

'Threston just disappeared.' He grunted

'What? He ran off?'

'No, just totally vanished into thin air.'

'What?!?'

'Nobody's seen him for about a minute. Looks like Bonkdrop's going nuts…'

We all looked back at the new Professor who was now staring at all the people around him as though looking for something…

'Um, James?' said Remus in a strange voice.

'Yeah?' he replied, still looking at Bonkdrop with what seemed like concentration.

'Why are you wearing green shoes?'

We all stared down at 'James's' feet to see that they were indeed wearing a set of green trainers. The green Converse trainers that Harry had stolen from his cousin on the night he'd left the Dursleys. The same trainers Harry had been wearing when we'd gone through the time skip and the same trainers Harry had been wearing before he'd disappeared, 1 minute before…

'You're not James!' said Sirius loudly and Bonkdrop's eyes landed straight on our group.

'Got you…' he murmured and shot a curse straight at us, causing everyone to scream and dive out the way. The fake James fell to the floor sprawled in his Gryffindor robes and Bonkdrop leapt forward. He grabbed him by his collar and pulled him to his green-trainer clad feet, pointing his wand at his throat. The impostor's hair turned Blonde and the lining on his robes turned emerald again, to reveal Harry Potter, his face a picture of surprise and fear.

'No more tricks for you now boy…'said Bonkdrop dangerously and pushed Harry's chin up with his wand. 'No more tricks from you.' Bonkdrop moved backwards, dragging Harry with him, showing him off to the crowd. 'I have won! The Ministry will always win against the Deatheater! I have proved it to you all!'

'But he's not a Deatheater Professor!' said Lily and Bonkdrop turned to her quickly his eyes wide and leering.

'Yes he is!' he hissed 'Can't you see? This was a demonstration! I was teaching a lesson and this boy needed to be taught! He thought he'd got the best of me but no-one gets the best of Theodore Bonkdrop! No-one!' he brought Harry round onto his knees, and stood towering over him, shoving his wand into the back of his neck. Harry's own wand lay useless, 5 metres up the corridor…

'Come on Harry…'I half whimpered, biting my lip. 'Get up!'

'You see duelling is like physical chess!' shouted Bonkdrop, as though we were back in his classroom. 'You have to be strategic while working out the other person's strategy! You must have a well thought out plan and sometimes it must come to you in a split second or you are done for, just like Mr Threston here! His plan failed and I must admit it was rather pathetic to begin with! He was simply a pawn to be-'

Bonkdrop froze.

'What's wrong with him?' whispered Lily in my ear and I shook my head. Harry?

Bonkdrop's face contracted in horror and he fell to his knees as though forced. His arm dropped letting his wand fall to the floor, skidding away from him. The Harry kneeling on the floor flopped forward and slowly faded as if he was being sucked into the floor, leaving his green trainers behind!

'What the hell?' gasped Sirius as his eyes widened and everyone took a shocked step backwards.

'Checkmate.' said a triumphant voice as the real Harry Potter re-appeared right behind Bonkdrop's back, his wand pressed sharply into the Professor's neck.

There was silence as everyone tried to take in what had happened. What the hell had happened here…? Harry had…Harry had won?

Everyone jumped as a huge crash came from behind me and a cupboard door smashed open, revealing an extremely angry James Potter!

'THAT BASTARD LOCKED ME IN A CLOSET!' he yelled pointing at Harry, who still hadn't taken his eyes off Bonkdrop.

'Sorry about that.' said Harry distractedly 'But he wouldn't have suspected a Gryffindor right away and… I couldn't have two James Potters walking about…'

James stalked towards Harry, rolling up his sleeves but Sirius grabbed his arm.

'Don't James.' He hissed in his ear. 'Just watch…'

Harry wiped a string of blood that had been dripping onto the floor and wheezed slightly in pain. He was hurt.

'A clone…?' said Bonkdrop quietly. 'You used a clone to distract me?'

'Yeah.' said Harry and he definitely didn't sound well. 'I knew you'd act rashly if you thought you'd found my 'plan'. I knew you wouldn't consider the possibility of… distraction.'

Bonkdrop growled dangerously.

'You cheated boy!' He spat angrily.

'No. I used a strategy' Harry replied. 'And I won.'

He stepped backwards, keeping his wand upright and Bonkdrop stood up shakily.

'You'll never win boy.' He said quietly and Harry turned away, beginning to walk off with a definite limp. 'The Ministry is the only way forward! One day you'll become a Deatheater and you will die!'

Harry span around and green flashed in his eyes.

'Do you think by anything you've shown me today I would ever want to join the Ministry!?!' he shouted and we all took a step backwards. 'Judging from you I'd say the Ministry is just a bunch of cracked up maniacs who like to pick on people just because they like to have a target! I am not a Deatheater Professor! But if I now had to make a choice between becoming a Deatheater and joining the Ministry…Well…' Harry smiled darkly as he looked at Bonkdrop with pure loathing. 'All hail Lord Voldemort!'

A gasp ran through the circle and a girl actually screamed. What the hell was Harry saying!?! He pointed his wand back at Bonkdrop who was now looking extremely scared and advanced forward.

'I think it's time to teach you a lesson Professor!' Harry spat but before he could cast anything I leapt in-between them, putting both my hands on Harry's chest.

'Stop.' I said firmly and Harry pushed against me, staring over my head at the now not so tough Bonkdrop.

'Stop!' I said louder and he looked down at me.

'Just Stop.' I whispered and he swore angrily before turning on his heel and shoving through the crowd, everyone screaming to get out of his way.

I watched distantly as he stormed down the corridor and round the corner out of sight. I've got to go after him before he breaks something…or someone.

'Where are you going?' called Lily but I kept running after him.

I have to find him before he does something stupid. I've never seen him this angry before! I've never seen him this violent! Not since that time with Snape…Not since Sirius died… Not since Dumbledore died…

'So where do you think he would have gone?' hissed a voice beside me and I raised my eyebrows. Snape?!? What did he want?!?

Hey! I'm so sorry i haven't updated in a bit! Had a bit of a drift on really... But I'm back and i just wrote this today so i hope it's ok! If you're confused about anything that goes on in this chappie just put it in your REVIEW and i'll get back ta ya! kk? lol. Hopefully i might have another chapter up pretty soon since i'm in the mood for writing so please keep reading! and REVIEW!!!

Ellie xoxoxo

ps. sorry the bit i showed you Becky, isnt in this chapter. I deleted in completely... It was going down a track i didn't want to go down in the end. Totally rambling. like i am now... Thankies ! xoxox