Chapter 3 Stained Glass Room

The Golden Trio stood in a rundown muggle neighborhood of London, looking at a spectacularly old deserted and dirty building. The door in front of them was so elaborate and large it wouldn't have been possible to miss it, yet muggles walked right by it as if it wasn't there. They had been casting revealing charms and finite incantatems for an hour before Hermione realized that a muggle was looking at two buildings, but ignoring the third as if it wasn't there. Hermione cast a revealing charm immediately after the muggle left and the large door had appeared.

"Bloody hell that door is big!"

"Ron!" yells Hermione.

"Sorry honey…." Ron gives a quick glance and wink to Hermione who roles her eyes.

"It's 3:00, we should go in." Harry says.

"Well how are we supposed to do that, the door is so big Hagrid couldn't move it, I mea…" Ron says annoyed before someone comes up behind them.

"Malfoy?" question Hermione, Ron and Harry at the same time.

"Hello Potter, Weasley, Granger." Says Malfoy oily

"What the hell do you think you're doing here, with Goyle no less?" Screams Ron enraged.

"Since He-who-must-not-be named fell I've decided I might as well try and look my best for society, and hunt down those imbeciles who hurt my father…" Harry and the others stare blankly at him, except for Hermione who looks encredulous.

"So you've decided to become an Auror Malfoy…."

"Precisely mudblood."

"Don't talk to my wife like that you filthy little git! Sectum-" Ron however did not finish his spell as they were caught speechless by the doors opening before them…

"Enter, and sit down to be prepared for testing…" a strangely familiar voice said to the group. They all entered and found themselves to be in an extremely large cathedral like room, surrounded with armor, weapons, poisons, and other cruel devices… "Sit in the chairs…" the group noticed 5 stiff but comfortable wooden chairs by the door, under a stained glass window unseen from the outside of the building, and sat down. "Your Auror test will be explained momentarily… now if-"

"Professor McGonagall?" Harry cries out at the teachers face "but I just saw you…you congratulated us on being accepted for testing!"

"Damn, I knew I should have used that unimportant dunderhead from the ministry I…."

"Now Severus…." Another feminine voice enters from the shadows…

"Severus!" cries Hermione. "But he's dead!" With a wave of his wand McGonagall disappeared and was replaced by an irate Severus Snape, who looked even paler and thinner than usual.

"Precisely Miss Granger now if you would kindly let me…"

"No!" Cried Harry "You don't have to, I saw your memories, I know you innocent!"

"Shut-up Potter, not about that, about how I'm alive." Growled Snape venomously.

"Oh…" said Harry quietly as Malfoy chuckled and Snape sneered…

"Severus, how about you tell them how the test works, and Ill describe what happens after they've tried to kill me…."

"K-kill you!" stutters Ron "Hasn't there been enough-"

"Quiet Wealsy!" Snape still seemed to have the power to make people go quiet whenever he wanted, and Ron did just that. "Fine Bella, you'll explain later…Ahem the test, the objective of the test is to stop one person from reaching you, or attacking you. This person does not use a wand but because of this persons chaotic dark nature she does not need one… now you are trying to stop said person using the least amount of spells possible, 200 plus spells will fail, 100-200 spells will pass but will be required to have basics DADA training as well as auror training. 51-100 spells will be accepted and given to the Ministry for auror training, between 20-50 will be suggested for advanced training, 11-20 will be given special higher training and under 10 spells used will be taken to a special school for training in more dangerous missions…Potter, you'd be good at that with the way you seem to throw your life around, and yes Potter, the jobs here will be as hard as facing the Dark Lord, but without the horcruxes and you won't have that special wand, so in some ways it will be easier, and in others harder…" Snape stares maliciously at Malfoy's sweating face, Ron's trembling hands grasping the sides of his chair so hard his knuckles are white, and Goyle open mouth and voided expression. He notes that Hermione is paying rapt attention like always, and that Harry looks only slightly nervous. Snape sneers. "As for the rules, there are none…when you are expected to bring down a wizard, your priority is to capture, but most times that is impossible, you will most likely end up having to kill your query, so we are preparing you for that and- yes Miss Granger?"

"Are we allowed to use any spell?"

"Yes Miss Granger, and f I am right you are going to ask another question?" Snape turns to glare at Hermione who wavers under Snape's eyes for a moment before asking "are we allowed to use the…Unforgivables?" The whole group looks at Snape questioningly…

"Yes…" Snape smiles at their surprised looks, which surprises everybody, "and before you ask Miss Granger that includes the killing curse, but as a last resort because it would be a last resort in your jobs. Now it would be welcome if your didn't use those curses right away and-WHAT IS IT MISS GRANGER?" Snape whirls furiously upon her, and she seems to grow smaller for a second. A small laugh can be heard from the unlit back of the room.

"Uhm. I'm not Miss Granger anymore sir… I'm Mrs. Weasley…" Hermione looks at Ron lovingly and Snape looks curiously for a second… "And I was wondering if you knew that some objects of yours had been taken from your quarters, McGonagall seemed worried."

"Yes well good for you both, I hope you survive it, and as for your name, for sake of not making you sound like Ron's mother, and because you will always be Miss Granger to me, you will remain Miss Granger, UNDERSTOOD?" Snape seems to yell this without shouting (if that is somehow possible, Snape could probably do it), as he whirls around he continues in a softer voice. "I shall inform Minerva that I took those objects, I obviously forgot to tell her, she must have been quite nervous…." Hermione whispers to her friends.

"Did I Just see Snape actually smile?" Asks Hermione.

"Well, Snape doesn't have a reason to act evil now that Voldemort's dead, he doesn't have to spy anymore." Says Harry quietly, "He's free." The trio sits in silence for a moment before Ron mutters.

"Doesn't make him any less of a git." Hermione looks surprised and Harry offended.

"After all he's done Ron, how can you say that?"

"Because he's still and evil little-"

Ron didn't have a chance to finish his muttered comment because Snape was standing right in front of them again, no one had seen, or heard him walk up.

"Yes Weasley, I am still evil as you put it, rest assured, but Potter is right, I have no reason to be prejudiced toward anyone, the only reason for me being mean now, is that it is amusing, and almost second nature to me. The best thing about me not having to spy anymore is this though." Snape says as he whirls away. "Yes, I believe it has been a long time since I've done this." Snape turns back toward the group and walks directly up in front of Ron, and smiles, evilly. Ron shrinks down into his chair, and Hermione and Harry edge away, almost feeling the pure glee from the professor as he scares Ron to the point of fainting. Just when it seems Ron is about to faint Snape whirls away and gets ready to explain more about the test. "As I said before," Snape continues as if nothing had happened, "the object of the test is to stop the woman from reaching you, she will not attack you as you are not prepared with full knowledge of your enemy it would give an unfair advantage, though I don't see why she shouldn't ass you will be going into battle most times without full knowledge of you enemies and" Snape had started rambling about power and conditions when a voice came from the shadows.

"Severus, I think they get the gist, can we start, I'm getting bored…" Snape sneers for a moment "and don't sneer at my boredom, boredom can be lethal when I get it…to others at least…" Snape's mouth twitches at this, giving the barest hint of a smile, but then his face turns stony again. "Now lets start with that blonde boy at the end…" Malfoy looks up and around to see if anybody else could be meant, and gulps when it apparent there isn't. He gets up and the cavernous room lights up to reveal more elaborate stained glass windows depicted battles of all times and types. More weapons and other objects become visible, and corridors are seen leading away at odd angles. But most of all the attention is put on a woman standing in the middle of the room, dressed in muggle clothing, jeans, sneaks, a bite me black tee and a trench coat. The woman is strangely beautiful with odd colored eyes and long brown hair so dark it was nearly black. But the most apparent thing about her is that she doesn't seem to have any way of fighting back, or have and dark chaotic features.

"A muggle! I'm fighting a muggle?" Draco looks at Snape incredulously looking affronted and expecting Snape to share the sentiment. However, Snape seemed to be smiling at a private joke, which Malfoy seems to be worried about. Anything funny for Snape couldn't be good for anybody else.

"On the count of three Malfoy, try to prevent this women from coming close to you, or attacking you." Malfoy nods considering this to be an easy win. Hermione doesn't look so sure and pays attention to look at tactics the enemy will use.

"One, two, …THREE!" Malfoy draws his wand as the women starts walking towards him smiling.

"Sectumsempra!" the light dashes toward the women and cuts her many times, but the girl just keeps on walking despite blood loss. Malfoy starts but tries again. "Sectumsempra, Sectumsempra, Sectumsempra Sectumsempra!" The spells hit the women with force that cut off an arm, hand, part of the coat, and the head. The body falls to the ground as Malfoy turns to look at Snape triumphantly…but Snape is smiling still watching the body, as is everbody else. Turning back to see what the fuss is about Malfoy gasps. The women seems to have reconstructed her body and is inspecting her coat.

"Damn bloodstains, take forever to get out, oh and its ripped to, ah well…" the lady discards the coat and keeps walking despite the shredded shirt exposing her bra. Malfoy readies to try again.

"Serpensortia!" A gigantic snake bursts out of the wandand slithers toward the lady, who screams, as Malfoy looks proud, for a second.

"Aren't you adorable! I'm gonna name you … Sliver, cause you slither and your eyes are shiny! My daughter Sara will Love you!" The lady runs up to pat the snake on the head, the snake entwines around her arm and hisses in her ear. "Stop that tickles, now run along and I'll see you later." The snake slithers off and the lady keeps walking.

Malfoy is looking a little panicked and cries Lumos creating such a bright light that everyone who didn't close their eyes is blinded, which was the lady.

"Oh, well I guess I can't see…. I'll just use smell and sound then…." The lady continues to walk, and is only a little ways away from Malfoy.

"Crucio!" shouts Malfoy and the Lady falls down and begins to scream, her eyes turning red and her hair becoming pitch black and her skin becoming pale. The screaming continues as the lady begins to shake. She stars crawling, now gasping instead of screaming still under the crucio. Now mere feet away from Malfoy she stops about to touch him and looks into Malfoy's eyes…Malfoy stares into her eyes, as if he can see something and stops the curse… "I can't win, I failed."

The lady lifts him to his feet, "No, you passed, knowing when to give up is a good trait, it means you can fight later, escape and bring back reinforcements, or at least send a message before you die. You pass, but you will receive extra basics training, now go sit down." Malfoy looks slightly happier than this, but still grumbled about being beaten by a mudblood. "Now I won't let anyone else use that trick now, because it'd be easy and copying, now lets start again." Says the lady.

"Are you a parsletounge?" asks Harry quietly.

"No, I am a lover of animals though and understand them better than most humans." The lady replies smiling as she walks back half a mile to the starting point. "The brown haired girl next!" Hermione jumps up with a start. "I think she's ready, she has a plan I believe." The lady smiles at Hermione, who blushes scarlet.

"How did you know?"

"I have other ways of reading minds than legilimency and occlumency, don't worry I haven't looked at your plan…"

Hermione gets up, wand drawn and Ron looking nervous for her.

"One, Two, THREE!" shouts Snape, again curious as to the turnout of the battle. Hermione calls "Wingardium Leviosa!" repeatedly at a Silver pointed set of daggers until all of them are in the air. She makes them go toward the lady who has covered half the distance already. The lady block her upper torso with her arms and the daggers cut her skin leaving marks that seem to burn.

"Oooh, clever girl, but it won't do much…" the lady continues to walk as the dagger bombard and slash at her.

"Hermione slashes her wand through the air canceling some spell and suddenly behind the women a large spear with barbs appears floating and impales the lady to the ground. They lady curses now occupied with wrenching out the spear and fending off daggers, her eyes are red again and its clear she's about to get pissed and change tactics, but "Rictusempra!" shouts Hermoine as the lady pulls out the spear. Now mere feet from Hermione, the lady falls to the floor giggling as Hermione summons feathers from suits of armor and uses them to tickle her as well. Nearly touching Hermione the woman gasps and bursts out in uncontrollable laughter.

"I give! I give! Stop, stop, stop!" Hermione cancels the spells and the lady tries to catch her breath. "Ten, hehe, spells, good you pass, for hehe, damn how'd you know I was ticklish?"

"You told the snake to stop licking you."

"And the silver?"

"I deduced that from your eyes, pale complexion and healing powers that-"

"Yes, yes. Well done, sit, sit. Now if you want to try tickling me again you'll have to cancel my magic, which is a spell high above your level, or you'd have to catch me off guard. Neither of these things will happen so I suggest that you just don't try it. You need to sit down and rest Hermione, yes, thank you. Snape can you give me that red vial I was asking you to hold for me, I can't seem to catch my breath…" Snape hands the lady a vial containing deep red liquid and she sips it, calming immediately. "Ahhh, thank you, you can have the rest Severus, I know its been a while since you ate, you look paler than usual, though I can't say I don't mind the look, but ah, being married and all." The women smiles mischievously as Snape drains the rest of the vial, the little color he had coming back into his cheeks.

"Yes, yes, well, whose next?" inquires Snape.

"That big fellow, next to the blond boy, yes you." Goyle gets up smiling as the lady walks to the starting place. Snape counts to three and the duel begins. Goyle opens by sending a bout of fiendfyre at Bela, he is seemingly better able to control the spell than Crabbe. The fire rushes toward the lady and burns in that area until Goyle stops the spell. Nothing is there, Goyle smiles.

"Yoohoo! Above!" The lady is hovering above the floor with great black batwings flapping furiously. She lowers herself to the ground and continues walking.

"Imerio!" Goyle cries. The lady shakes her head as if flicking away a fly and continues walking. "Avada K-"

"You don't really wanna do that honey…" says the lady as Goyle looks at her dumbfounded, "You know you'd much rather have me alive, with you…and me… together…" Goyle shiver as the lady extends her arms to welcome him. "You know you want to be with me, come, you know you love me…" Goyle sways his eyes growing wide and his cheeks flushing at something only he can see. "You know you want to be with me…forever…" The lady is still walking forward as Goyle faints and falls to the ground. "Oh, oh dear. I believe I over did it… Severus?" Snape rolls his eyes and points his wand at Goyle.

"Ennerverate. Honestly, you know how powerful your allure is… the boy is barely 18, tone it down Be-"

"Awww, but where's the fun in that?" the lady asks evily. Snape smirks as he helps the blushing and sobbing Goyle back to his chair. "I'm sorry, you failed honey, you have to have a stronger will than that, to know when someone's entering your minds and planting images…. I'm sorry you're just not ready for this yet… Now…whose next?"

"How about potter?" suggests Snape.

"Ok then… lets go Harry." Says the lady as she walks back to her place. Harry gets up and looks around the room a plan forming.

"You can do it Harry." Cries Hermione encouragingly, Ron is to preoccupied with his own problems to speak.

"One Two Three!" Snape says very quickly.

"Lumos" yells Harry blinding the lady advancing on him.

"Blinding again, that wore off fairly quickly you know, and I can still smell and hear you…"

"Muffliato!"

"Ok now I can't hear you, but I can smell you, and sense your heartbeat…"

"Accio Draught of Living Stone!"

"What the hell is Harry doing?" Whispers Ron to Hermione, who just smiles.

"Rannati!" yells Harry at the slowly approaching woman, who shrinks turns green and becomes…a frog. Harry throws the potion over the frog, which turns to stone. "Finite incantatum!" the frog disappears and a stone statue of the woman replace it.

"Ok what the hell just happened?" asks Ron. Harry looks at Hermione who nods.

"Harry turned the lady into a frog, and since frogs drink through their skin when Harry threw the potion on it, it turned to stone. Brilliant Harry." Beamed Hermione, even Snape looked a little impressed, but was jerked back to reality by loud snores coming from the lady.

"Sigh, wait here while I go fetch the revival potion, and DON'T wander off!" Snape barks before walking down one of the many corridors.