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I do not own Harry Potter, J.K Rowling does! I only own Emily Blanchett, Delilah Hopkins and any other Elementals! I also own Merlin Towers, and anything that comes along with it:D

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Chapter 6! :D Haha. I hope you enjoy this chapter because this is where it gets quite interesting - you learn more about Emily in this chapter! Please read and review! Thanks for reading. Haha.

Chapter 6
Defense Against the Dark Arts

"..so we have normal classes with you?" Jeslyn questioned, as the group walked towards the next classroom for their first class for the day.

"Yes, you do." Hermione replied smartly, nodding her head.

Emily smiled slowly, poking Delilah in the side. "Dee, I wonder how normal classes will feel." She remarked.

Delilah's eyebrows raised in surprise. "Oh, yes I never considered that!" She said, a smile on her face. "It'll be fun for a change." Delilah commented.

"Yeah, I think it will." Emily replied. "Different from the 3 hours of Elementing, and squeezing the rest of the subjects in another 3 hours, I suppose." Delilah nodded her head, as they continued walking to the classroom.

"We're having Defense Against the Dark Arts first with the Slytherins, then Astronomy with the Hufflepuffs, Herbology with the Hufflepuffs, Transfigurations with the Ravenclaws and Potions with the Slytherins." Hermione said, reading off the timetable slip they were given in the morning.

"..we never had Herbology at our old school. What other subjects does Hogwarts teach?" Jeslyn inquired.

"Hogwarts teaches Transfigurations, Potions, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Charms, Astronomy, Divination, Flying, Care of Magical Creatures, Ancient Runes, Arthimacy, History of Magic and Muggle Studies." Again, Hermione seemed to be reciting something - but Emily didn't see her holding anything. "Of course, you can drop a few if you like. But we're supposed to have a minimum of 9 out of the 12."

"What does Merlin's Towers teach?" Harry asked.

"Oh, they teach mainly Elementals and your classes mainly depend on what Elemental you take." Delilah began. "Like, I took Earth as my Elemental, so I take Herbology. Emily mainly takes Chemistry and Physics because her Element is Water, Cressebella takes Physics because her element is Lightning, and Jack mainly takes Chemistry and Physics because his Element is Fire. But other than these we have our permanent classes like Transfigurations, Languages, Charms, Potions and General Science."

Harry nodded his head in response, seemingly quite interested. Suddenly, the trio who was in front of us stopped in front of a classroom.

"We're here." Hermione announced. "Welcome, to Defense Against the Dark Arts."


"Alastor Moody." Mad Eye introduced, as he turned behind to write his name on the board.

"Ministry malcontent. And your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. I'm here because Dumbledore asked me, end of story, goodbye, the end." He rambled. "Any questions?"

When he was greeted with silence, he continued. "When it comes to the Dark Arts, I believe in a practical approach. But first, which of you can tell me how many unforgivable curses there are?"

At 'unforgivable curses', Emily's face paled. Delilah and Jack both turned to look at Emily, who didn't seem at all interested in returning their concerned gazes.

Hermione's hand shot up immediately at the chance, and answered promptly, "Three, sir."

"And they are so named..?" Mad Eye questioned.

"Because they are unforgivable. Use of any one of them will..." Hermione didn't seem to be able to finish her sentence, but Mad Eye finished it for her.

"Will earn you a one way ticket to Azkaban, correct." He said. "Now, the Ministry says you're too young to see what these curses do. I say different!"

Emily's hands felt cold with sweat. No, she didn't like how this class was going.

"..You need to know what you're up against, you need to be prepared, you need to find somewhere else to put your chewing gum other than the underside of your desk, Mr. Finnigan!" Mad Eye barked.

Emily distinctively heard Seamus Finnigan mutter something under his breath, as the entire class turned to look at him. But something that Mad Eye said next made Emily's neck snap back to the front.

"So, which curse shall we see first?" Mad Eye began. Silence covered the class like a blanket, and Mad Eye's mechanical eye swirled around the class and focused on a poor Weasley. "WEASLEY!" He barked.

The entire class, like a magnet, turned to look at Ronald Weasley, as he seemed to be the only Weasley in the room.

"..Yes?" He answered in a small voice.

"Give us a curse."

Emily's face - if it could, paled even more. She muttered under her breath something incoherent, her hands clenched together tightly as if trying to squeeze away the tension and the discomfort. Delilah placed a hand on Emily's arm, concerned, but all Emily did was shrug away the hand.

"..Well my dad did tell me about one.. The Imperious curse."

"Ahhh yes, your father would know all that. Gave the Ministry quite a bit of grief a few years ago." Mad Eye commented loosely. "Perhaps this will show you why."

Emily's eyes widened, as Mad Eye Moody took out a jar with quite a large spider in it, and opened the jar.

"Hello. What a little beauty." Mad Eye murmured, as he latched out his wand and with a soft breath, cast the Imperius curse over it, and then sent it flying across the classroom.

The spider flew across the classroom, resting on Emily's table for a brief second, before flying off to sit on Ron's hair. "Don't worry. Completely harmless." Mad Eye said, as he continued to move the spider across the now screaming classroom. "But if she bites... She's lethal!"

Emily distinctively heard a boy laugh in the classroom, and she heard Harry mutter under his breath from behind her, "Draco Malfoy, that son of a - "

"What are you laughing at?" Mad Eye barked, suddenly now sending the poor spider flying to rest in front of Draco Malfoy's face. "Talented, isn't she? What shall I have her do next? Jump out the window? Drown herself?"

The next thing the class knew, Mad Eye had made the spider levitate over a bucket of cold water. Visibly, Emily could see the spider wriggle. "Scores of witches and wizards have claimed, that they only do did You-Know-Who's bidding under the influence of the Imperious curse. But here's the rub, how do we sort out the liars?" Mad Eye's voice boomed over the classroom. Then, he continued. "Another... Another curse... Come on, come on. Let's get a new student. You there, up!"

Seeing Mad Eye point his wand to Emily made her scared. Standing up, Emily spoke, pointing to herself. "Me?" Her tiny voice seemed out of place in the classroom.

"No, not you. I'm pointing to your table." Mad Eye said sarcastically.

Emily couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"Give us a curse."

Blood frozen, Emily couldn't do anything, but give Mad Eye the curse that she was most familiar with. "..The Cruciatus curse."

"Correct! Correct!" Mad Eye Moody exclaimed. "Come, come. Particularly nasty, the torture curse."

The next thing Emily knew, Mad Eye had his wand pointed to the spider, and wordlessly, the spider began squealing and wriggling around, obviously in pain.

Emily almost felt her heart stop. So is this what Mother felt like? To be screaming endlessly, pain filling her body as that stupid bastard took her life away? Her hands clammed up, fists tight together and pressing hard against the table. Her face was even paler, as her eyes concentrated on the poor spider that had suffered the same curse as her Mother did, seconds before she died. She tried blocking out the sound of the spider's high-pitched screaming, but it was almost impossible. The spider's screams echoed in her head, as Emily covered her hands over her ears and sat back down in her seat, wanting to bury a hole in the ground right now and bury herself in it. Eyes tightly shut, Emily tried to block out the tears, the wound that she had so badly mended together now freshly torn apart at the trigger of her Mother's memory.

"Stop it!" Over her shut ears, she could hear Delilah's chair scrape back, and her voice booming across the classroom. "Can't you see it's bothering her? Stop it!"

Mad Eye stopped, and Emily could feel his mechanical eye studying her. Mad Eye picked up the spider, and Emily could still hear the soft whimpering coming from the poor insect. Deciding that her ears needed no more shielding, she took her hands off her ears, and tightly enclosed them into fists, her eyes slowly opening.

"Perhaps.." Mad Eye began, his voice now slightly softer. "Young lady, you could give us the last unforgivable curse."

Emily looked up at Delilah, whose head began to shake in protest.

Mad Eye Moody didn't press on anymore. Emily's eyes widened, her fists clenched together even more tightly. She knew the last Unforgivable, too. Raising his wand, Emily watched as Mad Eye cast a silent spell, a green flash of light, and the spider was dead.

"The killing curse. Only one person is known to have survived it. And he's sitting in this room." Approaching Harry's table, Mad Eye took a swag of drink from his flask, and dismissed the class.

Emily felt two different pairs of hands concerned, placed on her shoulders. As the rest of the class began to pack their belongings, all Emily could do was to look down at her own hands, and as her fists slowly unclenched, she wasn't much surprised to see on each hand, four perfectly shaped crescent moon marks, some already starting to bleed from the intense pressure that Emily's fingernails had caused when she had clenched her hands together.

As she grabbed her bag and followed Jack and Delilah out of the classroom, she sent each of them a weak smile, eyes connected - they were the ones she could lean on when she was in the pits. A smile was the least that she could offer to them. But as they gazed into her eyes, Delilah and Jack both felt slightly disturbed. However, as Harry, Hermione and Ron trailed behind them, Emily's small smile disappeared.

"Brilliant, isn't he! Completely demented, of course. Terrifying to be in the same room with, he's really been there, you know. But did you even see Emily's face - " Ron started to ramble, but Hermione interrupted.

"Ronald!" Hermione hissed. "Stop being so inconsiderate!" She continued to exclaim, pointing to Emily who was right in front of them.

Ron let out a short, high-pitched squeal.

Hermione sighed, and then placed a hand on Emily's shoulders. "Emily?"

Before any of them could do anything, Mad Eye Moody approached them and patted Emily on the shoulder.

"Girl, you alright?"

The group stopped walking for a second, stationary on the steps.

Emily nodded her head, still looking down at her two opened palms with the faint crescent moon marks, the squealing and whimpering sounds of the tortured spider echoing in her head.

"What's your name, girl?"

Suddenly looking up at Mad Eye, Emily was curious as to why he wanted her name.

"..My name's Emily Blanchett." Her voice was soft.

At the word 'Blanchett', Mad Eye's good eye seemed to soften a little. He let out a soft sigh, and nodded his head. Then, he walked away from the group.

"Em.." Delilah began, but Emily shut her by turning to her and giving her a forced smile.

"Dee, I'm fine." Emily insisted. 'Not in front of the rest, please.' She thought, furiously.

Delilah studied her facial expression for awhile, and then suddenly gave a nod of understanding. "Alright, if you say so!" She played along, giving everyone else a cheerful smile. "So, Hermione, what class do we have next?" She asked.

"Astronomy." Hermione announced, with immediate groans from the two boys by her side.

Emily couldn't help but smile a little. As the group of them, Delilah, Emily, Jack, Harry, Hermione and Ron, walked to their next class, the only thing that Delilah and Jack felt slightly disturbed by was the shiny glaze over Emily's eyes when she had offered them the small smile just now - and the empty look in her eyes. It's as if she's hurting all over again, Delilah couldn't help but think, and frowned.