Chapter Six: First Lessons and First Impressions, Part One
A/N: yep, this chappie gets all the first lessons except for Transfiguration, which we covered last chappie :P, I am gonna use bold text for emphasis kk.
DADA, Ethorin had been looking forward to it, until... he entered the classroom, his Youkai senses immediately picked up on it, malice, bloodlust, killing intent, almost every dark emotion known to man and demon roiled within the teacher's, wait, double aura... this wasn't right, even Hanyou didn't have two completely distinct auras... sure they had an aura that had two different sides, and even divurged a bit, but not two totally different ones.(A/N: Aura sensing is pretty basic, it essentially enables them to get an overveiw of the basic things someone is feeling strongly at the time, at least for our three favorite Hanyou's, as they get older they'll get better at it, its gonna be real handy in Year Four :P) The only explanation was two souls in one body... hang on, one of the auras, the darker one, is... weaker... not as if it's normally weaker, but as if it's only a piece... a fragment of soul... that might be it...
"Hey, Ethorin, did you pick up on it too?" Harry whispered the query to Ethorin.
"Yes... our professor is playing host to a soul fragment, looks like he knows about it..." replied Ethorin.
"It's to weak for him to not be able to get rid of it, even it was strong enough, the Headmaster could probably get rid of it..." Elena said, pitching in her two cents.
"Yeah, with the power we sensed from him... and from the distance we were, his aura totally damped everyone else's auras..." said Ethorin.
(A/N: the whole conversation up till now has been whispered.)
"M-Mr. P-Potter, w-w-would y-you like t-to s-share w-what i-is so a-a-amusing t-that y-y-you a-and your f-f-friends a-are t-talking a-about?"
"Ah, sorry sir, just discussing the material sir." replied Harry.
"A-ah, v-v-very w-well t-then, s-since y-you a-and y-your f-f-friends s-seem to k-know t-the m-material s-so w-well I-I s-suppose y-you a-and y-your f-f-friends w-w-wouldn't m-mind d-doing a-a f-five f-foot e-essay o-on v-vampires n-now w-would y-you?"
"Sir, with all due respect we haven't started on vampires, though if you would give us a list of reference material we would be happy to oblige." replied Harry.
Quirrel's narrowed dangerous and the anger and malice in the larger of his two auras spiked, "V-very c-clever of y-you M-Mr. P-Potter, v-very w-well, I-I s-shall h-have a-a l-list f-for y-you a-and y-your f-friends of r-reference m-material f-for y-your e-essay a-at the e-end of c-class"
(A/N: UGH, I HATE WRITING FOR QUIRREL, btw, I just noticed as I was writing Quirrel's name in the above paragraph, its Squirrel without the 'S', gods above why don't I ever notice these subtle puns when I'm reading the books? Xanth has really spoiled me for puns, all of Piers Anthony puns are so obvious, even the pun he made on his name! :P)
"Very well, Professor." Harry said, and that was the end of that.
Fortunately for our Hanyou Trio nothing else happened of note in DADA.(A/N: we never do get a good look at what they study in DADA until Years 3 and 4, we never see it in Years 1, 5, 6, and in 7 they aren't in Hogwarts...)
**Scene change/time skip to Potions**(A/N nope I am not doing these classes in any particular order, nor am I really using a schedule, I'm just writing in the order the story flows in)
As the class filed in Ethorin noted that the aura of this teacher was even more complex then Quirrel's, it was... layered was the best word for it... an outer layer of darkness and vicious aloofness, it was very hard to get past the 'shell' as it were and see the real aura, sadness, hope, fear, and... a sense of having betrayed, and been betrayed, and betraying, and being betrayed... as if every way you could use the word 'betray' had happened or been perpetrated by this man, but... beneath even that... was... acceptance... as if he had come to terms with everything about his life, as if he knew what he did wrong, knew what he could have done better, had agonized over why he didn't... and then... accepted that what was, was, and then agonized over how to make it right... found a path... took it, and then though he always looked back to happier times, was resolute in his choice... a very... Admirable fellow.
(A/N: yep, these are my feelings on Snape, at least how he was in the books and will be in this story.)
"Mr. Silverthorn, why are you not paying attention?" asked Snape.
"My profound apologies Professor Snape, I was musing over the most intriguing introduction speech you gave." replied Ethorin.
"Ah, very well then... although I am pleased to hear such a positive opinion on my oration skills, please do note that you do need to pay attention to the actual class." said Snape.
"Yes sir, my apologies." replied Ethorin once again.
"Very good." said Snape.
As the three Hanyou worked on the potion they were brewing they spoke in an odd Kitsune form of communication, 'Double Talk', a method of entwining two sound patterns together, a method of speech through which Kitsune can commune in secret even in the presence of enemies, so long as said enemies are not other Kitsune.
(A/N: whenever double talk is being used we will only hear the 'under-speech' or in other words, what they are actually talking about, because I don't have the patience to make up trivia, unless we are using another's POV)
"Did you notice his aura?" asked Ethorin.
"Yeah, he is good, I would trust him over Dumbledore any day." said Elena.
"I think... I think he had a history with both of my parents, a good one, and a bad one..." said Harry.
"Yeah, his aura spikes in weird ways whenever he notices you..." Ethorin trailed off in the under-speech, while chattering on in 'over-speech'.
As class came to an end the potion the three Hanyou had been working on(A/N: for conveniences sake students brew potions in groups in my Hogwarts :P) got an 'E', all three Hanyou were quite pleased with themselves.
**Perspective change to Dumbeldore**
'How, how is it possible, no matter how deep I search I CANNOT find the whereabouts of those three's homes...' mused Dumbledore worriedly, aloud he asked Fawkes, "Just how can three homes, all of wealthy individuals, be hidden so damn well, all three of them are clearly used to comfortable extravagance, yet I cannot trace anything..."
Fawkes merely shook his head, apparently he was as stumped as his master, he had tried tracing their auras... he had tried tracing their blood, he had tried tracing their ******* souls... he had tried absolutely every method he could use! and nothing, absolutely nothing was to be found...
"Ah, Severus, how was Harry in class?" Dumbledore asked the newest arrival.
"Harry did well, far more adept and focused then his father, good thing too..." Severus replied.
"Ah I see, he did well in Transfiguration as well, only Quirrel has had any trouble with him or his friends so far..." Dumbledore trailed off.
"So, how goes finding out the whereabouts of Harry's residence?" asked Severus, concerned about the fact that he didn't know where to go if Lily's son needed help.
"I cannot find a single trace of the house, I cannot find even the distortion of a Fidelius Charm, or the magical signatures of any other protective enchantments..." Dumbledore trailed off, hoping Severus might know of some Dark enchantments, he, himself, did not.
"Worrisome indeed..." Severus, apparently, was drawing a blank as well.
(A/N: skipping lunch, time for Charms)
As Ethorin entered the classroom he noticed that the teachers aura was... gentle, seemed to be the best word for it, not gentle as in soft, or dull, but, gentle... it was hard to describe... like a parents aura... it wasn't rejecting you, it... cushioned you... supportive...
"Hey, Elena, what do you think of our teacher?" Ethorin asked Elena in Double-Talk.
"Mmmmm, hard to describe his aura..." she trailed off.
"He is definitely better then Quirrel, but that's about the extent of what I can tell right now..." said Harry.
"His aura is harder to read then Snape's..." Ethorin commented.
"True..." Elena and Harry both said.
**time skip/scene change**
As Ethorin entered the HoM class he noticed something, the teacher's aura was... flat... it had no emotion, no expression, no real thought... it was... airy... light... it didn't really have any substance...
"Oh boy... this just sucks... this class is gonna be lame..." said Harry.
"Yeah... I'm gonna take a nap..." Ethorin trailed off as his eyes closed, victim to Binns' soporific voice.
"I heard some 'yawn' older students saying that the HoM professor never 'yawn' teaches anything but whats in the textbook, shouldn't 'yawn' be too hard to stay on top of it if we read on our own..." Elena too trailed off, another victim to Binns' soporific voice.
**time skip/scene change**
As Elena walked into the greenhouse she felt the aura of the plants, some malicious, some welcoming, some protective, some trying to hide, and above them all, a caring and nurturing aura that enveloped the greenhouse, she figured it was the aura of the teacher and was quite happy to be taught about the plants known to Wizards by such a person.
"This class should be fun." she commented to Ethorin and Harry.
"Mmmm, yeah, it should be." said Ethorin,
"Hope the plants don''t take to you too well Elena, or it might reveal our secret." Harry replied.
"Meh, I've got my aura under wraps, you might want to get yours under too Harry, otherwise you might just find yourself under attack..." replied Elena.
"True, true... got it." Harry said as he suppressed his aura.
(A/N: well, that's the first impressions, Dumble's doesn't get one yet, his aura is too oppressive for our Hanyou's to get much from it right now...)