Harry Potter Alternate Universe: Year Three
Harry Potter Alternate Universe: Year Three
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A/N: Thanks for all the reviews, I always get really nervous before reading them but they're really great! So, you want more Beccs-Harry time, I think I can do that. Enjoy!
"He's barmy!" Ron exclaimed as the six walked down to the Great Hall. "He is a complete and utter loony! Why on earth did Dumbledore give him the job?"
"Because the Fat Lady refuses to take the job back unless she has protection." Becca explained as she slipped her hand into his, he gave her a small smile.
"He's a nightmare, cant he get anyone else?" Harry pleaded, Luke shook his head and put his arms around Steph and Hermione.
"Harry and Ron are just mad because they got locked out two times already." Luke said with a smile, they smiled back at him.
"Well, how can we be expected to remember seven different passwords a day?" Harry asked, Hermione giggled softly. "Lets just hope that its over soon and the Fat Lady will come back." Ron led Becca over to their table and they started eating.
"It amazes me how alike those two are." Hermione said before walking with Harry to the table.
Later Harry, Hermione, Becca and Ron made their way to their Defense Against the Dark Arts class. The boys were talking about something that Harry had learnt in Quidditch Practice when Becca turned to Hermione to ask her a question, only to find she wasn't there. Startled, she looked around but still didn't see her.
"Hey," Becca said before turning around to face the boys, walking backwards. "Where's Hermione?" Harry and Ron looked over their shoulders only to see Hermione wasn't there.
"Wasn't she right behind us?" Ron asked before turning back to face his girlfriend, she shook her head. They entered the DADA classroom and took their seats. Becca sat with Ron and Harry sat with Dean. Both Luke and Steph noticed Hermione wasn't there. Everyone finished getting ready for the lesson just before the door opened and slammed dramatically behind a stalking figure. Professor Snape walked past the rows of tables, using his wand to shut all the curtains, leaving the room only lit by the torches on the walls.
"As Professor Lupin has inconveniently fallen ill, I'm taking over your classes until he comes back." Snape informed them all as he made his way to the desk in front of the projection screen.
"I hope he's not too ill." Steph said worriedly, Luke smiled slightly.
"I'm sure he's fine." Luke said taking her hand.
"My, my, look how far behind you are." Snape told them in a tone that implied he was disgusted with it. "Turn to page 394." He walked over to the projector and tapped it before looking over to where Ron was flipping the pages one at a time before he pointed his wand at Ron's book causing it to flip to the proper page. Ron looked at his book in shock before he leaned over and caught what they were going to be studying.
"Werewolves?" Ron demanded, Becca finished flipping her page open and looked up in question.
"But sir," Hermione's voice startled them all as they turned to see her. "We're not suppose to start on werewolves until next term."
"Where did she come from?" Ron hissed to Harry. "Did you see her come in?" Harry shook his head, indicating he was as clueless as Ron was on the issue.
"Five points from Gryffindor for your outburst Miss Granger." Snape informed her, she sighed in frustration. He tapped his wand on the projector once again and it came to life, showing a man and a wolf. "Can anyone tell me what the differences are between a werewolf and a wolf animagus?" Hermione raised her hand high in the air. "No one? How disappointing."
"Please sir," Hermione started. "A wolf animagus is a human transformed into a wolf; they still keep their human traits and can choose when to change. But a werewolf is a human with no choice about when to change. Every full moon, he is forced to become a werewolf, a creature with no control. It only answers to the call of its mate." Pansy let out a howl, causing everyone to look at her and the Slytherins to laugh. Luke glared at her and she immediately stopped.
"That, Miss Granger, is the second time you have spoken out of turn." Snape replied icily, he moved closer to her desk. "Are you so out of control in regards to your tongue or do you simply wish to prove yourself an insufferable know-it-all?" Hermione's eyes shifted down towards her book. Becca saw her best friend's eyes start to fill with tears. Harry looked to his left and saw that Ron was furious as well. When he glanced over at Draco, he seemed fine but Harry saw he was gripping his desk violently. Luke was clenching his fists while Steph was attempting to calm him down. Harry turned back to Snape and was about to say something when a cold female voice broke through the silence, gaining everyone's attention.
"Next time, don't bother asking." Becca announced coldly, everyone turned to her in shock except for Luke who kept his eyes trained on Snape.
"Excuse me?" Snape asked, Becca stood up, her brown eyes turning a dark shade of brown, almost black.
"You asked a question, Hermione answered. Deal with it, move on. 'Cause, you know, most teachers give points to students if they answer a question correctly but no, you have to be different. If you didn't want an answer don't ask." Becca said, Luke glanced at his sister before looking back at Snape.
"Black…"
"Stop comparing us to our parents!" Becca yelled, Snape's eyes widened in shock as did most of the class. "Harry is not James! I'm not my dad or my mum! Yeah, I get that Uncle James and dad picked on you and that they did something you hate them for. But you have no right to take it out on us or our friends!"
"Detention Miss Black, and thirty points from Gryffindor." Snape snapped, Becca was breathing deeply from her rant.
"You'd do well to assign someone else to handle me during detention." Becca said, Snape arched an eyebrow.
"Is that a threat, Miss Black?" Snape asked, Becca kept his stare.
"No, unfortunately its not. It merely a warning. One you'd do well to remember." Becca said before picking up her bag and storming out of the class, leaving everyone staring at her in shocked silence.
"Looks as if I have two insufferable girls in this class." Snape started, not noticing Luke's grip on his wand tightened. "Miss Black seems to think she's above the rules, a nasty habit from her father I suppose."
"Shut up!" Luke yelled, Snape turned to him surprised to find Luke's wand stuck in his face.
"Mr. Black, what do you think you're doing?" Snape asked not moving a muscle, Harry could see a flicker of fear in his eyes.
"She's my sister and I will not sit there and listen to you speak of her or my father that way. One more word about either of them and you'll regret it." Luke said, he felt a hand on his shoulder.
"Luke." Steph said softly behind him, Luke slowly put his wand away and sat back down in his seat.
"Thanks to Miss Black and Miss Granger's inability to keep quiet, you all have homework. I want two rolls of parchment on the difference on different werewolves and wolf animagi." Snape informed them all over the protests. Ignoring everything else, he turned back to the projector and started with the lesson.
After the day ended the six were in the Common Room, Ron and Becca were laying on the couch together while Harry and Hermione took up the armchairs and Steph and Luke were sitting on the floor with their backs against the couch.
"Your dad is gunna love this when he finds out." Hermione said, Becca grinned.
"I think he will. Snape refuses to host detentions with me so I'm being placed with someone else." Becca said, she had gone to Dumbledore's office earlier to get her punishment, Luke didn't get a punishment.
"How many weeks did you get?" Hermione asked, Becca sighed.
"Two weeks, if I'm lucky I'll get Lupin. He'd probably throw me a party." Becca said with a smile, Ron wrapped his arms around her.
"Keep dreaming, Beccs." Ron muttered, she smiled down at him.
"Are you ready for your Quidditch match Harry?" Becca asked, Harry nodded with a sigh as he looked out the window. It was already raining.
Everyone was sitting in the stands, huddling close to each other as the wind raged and the rain poured. Harry was having a hard time seeing anything as he flew around the Quidditch pitch. He could hear faint cheering over the rain, but it was off in a distance as he continued his vain search for the snitch. Suddenly he felt someone tugging at his arm, pulling him down to the ground. Once they landed, Harry wiped his glasses and saw it was Fred holding onto his arm as the team surrounded them.
"Okay, I called for a time out-we're up about 50 points but if we don't catch the snitch soon, we'll be playing into the night." Wood informed them as Harry wiped his glassed again.
"Harry," A female voice called out, Harry turned to see Hermione hurrying over to him.
"Sorry, Granger, but this is for Quidditch players only." Wood said coldly, Harry and Fred glared at him, along with Katie and George.
"Here, me and Becca have been working on them when I found the spell." Hermione said handing him some goggles. Harry put them on quickly and he was able to see everything perfectly.
"Brilliant, thanks Hermione." Harry said before giving her a hug, Wood looked as if he might kiss her but one glare from Fred stopped him. As everyone got on their brooms, Fred pulled Hermione to the side.
"We need to talk later." Fred said, Hermione nodded, kissed him on the cheek and ran back to the stands. Harry shot up into the air and resumed his search for the snitch. He soon caught sight of it and zoomed after it, urging his broom to go faster. The snitch took a sharp turn upward, forcing Harry to pull up hard in pursuit as it flew higher in the clouds. He soon felt funny. It felt like he had gone deaf-he couldn't hear anything and a cold dread started to creep over him. He felt his heart speed up as he recognized the feeling-the Dementors were near by. He swerved his broom around, trying to avoid the Dementor that was coming after him only to realize how far he had drifted from the Quidditch pitch and that the Dementors were now surrounding him. Harry dodged around as fast as he could but one got too close, thrusting him back into the deep recesses of his mind. Harry heard the screaming take up once more.
'Not Harry, not Harry, please not Harry!' The woman pleaded.
'Stand aside, you silly girl…stand aside, now…' A cold voice said.
'Not Harry, please no, take me, kill me instead-' Harry felt that he was falling from his broom, hard and fast into the darkness. 'Not Harry! Please…have mercy…have mercy!' A man's voice laughed before a woman's scream took over everything and Harry's eyes finally rolled up into the back of his head.
"Harry!" Hermione's scream was echoed all over the pitch as Dumbledore held out a hand to slow his fall.