Chapter 57: Wizard And Glass, Not A Good Combination

"I do hope that I'm not bothering you, Severus," Dumbledore said right before his first Care of Magical Creatures class.

Severus said nothing, just glared.

"Oh come on, Severus, this will be a good experience for you," Dumbledore told him.

"Oh really, Headmaster," Severus said sternly. "I can't understand why you still have this stupid subject."

Dumbledore grinned at him.

"You know it's important for all young witches and wizards to know about our magical creatures. Now what does Hagrid have planned for our third years?"

"Flobberworms," Severus said. "And I'm going to give them to them and then read a book. If they die, then that's no skin off my bones."

Dumbledore grinned even more.

"Then you're making it too easy for them."

Severus snorted.

"Whatever you say, Headmaster," Severus said. "So how is the dear wife doing?"

Dumbledore's expression changed and Severus knew that he had him right where he wanted him.

"I'm not going to talk about her," he said stiffly. "And I would rather that you didn't talk about her."

"Want to kill her?"

"Every day," Dumbledore said.

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"Oh come on, Severus, he don't really mean that," Ginny said after Severus had finished his first Care of Magical Creatures lesson.

He glared at her, which made her giggle.

"So how was Potions?"

"I gave all the Ravenclaw's detention," Ginny said, and then she patted her stomach. "I can't wait until July when I have him. So what do you think we should name him?"

"Anything as long as it's not named after a Quidditch player, a murderer, or Dumbledore," Severus said. "Or anyone that's related to Harry Potter."

Ginny laughed at him.

"I was thinking about Tommy."

"Nope, a long name for Tom, as Tom Riddle," Severus said.

"How about Merlin."

Severus shook his head.

"Why, he's not a Quidditch player," Ginny said. "Or a murderer, or Dumbledore, or Harry Potter's relations."

"He's Seeker for the Harpies," Severus countered.

"How about Samuel," Ginny suggested.

"Nope, Harry Potter's third cousin," Severus said.

"How about Argus," Ginny said, grinning.

Severus went white.

"I'm not having him named after the bloody caretaker."

Ginny laughed so hard that her sides hurt.

"Well I guess we'll have to figure out a name somewhere," Ginny said after she finished laughing.

"I hope it's soon," Severus said.

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Hermione left Advance Transfiguration, her ears somewhat back to normal. Professor McGonagall had said to all the students that their ears would return to normal by dinner. Hermione slowly made her way up the stairs, but was stopped because Umbridge was in the way.

"Ha, Mrs. Lupin," Umbridge said, a look of pure hate in her eyes. "What are you doing this fine afternoon?"

"Getting ready for bed," Hermione said. "What do you think I'm doing, taking up space?"

Umbridge glared at her.

"I was wondering if you considered joining me for dinner," she said. "None of the Professors are being nice and I want to say that I'm sorry about how I treated you."

"I don't think so," Hermione said. "I want to eat in the Great Hall with my house."

She walked past her when Umbridge grabbed her and before Hermione could stop her, she pushed her down and Hermione went backwards, into a sea of black.

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"Bring her in," Madam Pomfrey, said as two Prefects brought her in.

She was bleeding heavily and wasn't responding.

"What should we do?" one of them asked.

"Get Professor Lupin, now," she demanded.

And both Prefects left.

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For the rest of the night no one in Hogwarts slept much. While a lot of them thought that Hermione's marriage to Lupin was gross or wrong, they didn't think that someone would attack her while she was pregant. Several wondered what made Umbridge do it, but those that had been at Hogwarts when she taught knew that she had done it for revenge.

The next morning those that had managed to get into Advance Care of Magical Creatures met up with Professor Snape who was showing them dragons. The look that Harry and Ron got, as they joined them, was that he didn't like dragons. For once, most agreed with the moody Professor. None of them liked dragons anymore then he did.

"Today were working on the Hungarian Horntail," Severus told them.

He saw Harry shiver and knew that he was remembering his own experiences with one.

"Charlie Weasley has managed to get one for our lesson," Severus went on. "Now can anyone tell me why the Hungarian Horntail is so dangerous?"

No one moved their hands, even though the Horntail was asleep thanks to a powerful charm that Charlie had placed on it.

"Very well," Severus said. "The Horntail is dangerous because its back is just as dangerous as its front. The back end has spikes, see here."

He pointed to the spikes that had suddenly flashed before them.

"This means that if the front part doesn't get you the dragon will get you with those spikes. Now I want each of you to write a essay on this dragon, I want it by the next lesson. Also ten points to Gryffindor for using your sense and not raising your hands. I think that even with the charm the dragon would of been able to smell raised hands. Easy pickings since hands are more in danger then the other parts of your body."

Several Gryffindors smiled at this.

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"So I heard that your taking over for Hagrid," Professor Kettleburn said the next morning.

Severus nodded.

"Well I couldn't take the subject for long," he said just as one of his limbs twitched madly. "Glad I got out of there fast."

Severus said nothing to this.

"So why did you leave, Joshua?" he asked.

"Do you think the governors would of let me stay if they knew that I liked some of my charges a little too well."

Severus cringed.

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Later that day, after Severus had checked on Hermione, Remus and Severus headed down to the Great Hall for dinner. Madam Pomfrey had told Remus that Hermione hadn't lost any of her babies and that when she woke up she would be able to return to lessons.

"Professor Snape," yelled one of the Slytherins.

He stopped and watched his student running up to him.

"There's something wrong with the Horntail," he said.

Both men looked at each other and then bolted to where the Horntail was kept. The dragon roared as several stunners tried to put him down.

"Professor, he woke up and we can't get him to sleep," one of the stunners told him.

Suddenly it turned and before Severus could get out of the way or block, it hit him with his tail and sent him right into Professor Sprout's greenhouse ceiling.

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Kinsley was sound asleep, after a wonderful night of making love to his new wife. Nymph had a desire that he had never felt before and he sometimes shook afterwards. She was going to kill him in the end. Suddenly he bolted out of bed by a horrible screaming sound. He grabbed his bathrobe and wand and hurried out of the room.

"Nymph, where are you?" Kingsley asked.

"In here," Nymph yelled.

He found her in the living room, crying her eyes out and then screaming. He drop down and held her.

"What's wrong?"

"I lost my morphing powers," Nymph said. "I can't morph anymore."

And then she sobbed.

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"Why are we even here?" Harry asked Ginny.

"I don't know," Ginny said. "But, we've got to clear out Ron's things and then see if my mum can sell them."

Harry looked at her.

"I thought you two weren't talking," Harry said.

"We aren't, but that's the rule," Ginny explained, giving Harry a hard look.

Both Harry and Ginny had spent quite sometime trying to figure where his things were to go and who would get them. Suddenly Harry noticed a large book and something that layed deeper in his trunk. He took the book out and when he opened it he saw that it was full of dark arts spells. He shuttered and wondered why Ron would have such a dark arts book. Ginny, meanwhile, had seen the object that had been next to the book. When she pulled it out she let out a horrible scream. It was the head of Mad-eye Moody.

"Oh my god," Harry said, suddenly feeling sick.

"Sorry if my apperence sickens you," said the head.

Both Harry and Ginny stared at him.

"What are you both looking at?" he growled at them.

"Um, we've never met a talking head in a jar before," Ginny said.

"Well I've never been a talking head in a jar before," Moody countered. "Now take me to Dumbledore."

"Um, of course," Harry said.

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Note: I guess a lot of people are going to say that a talking head in a jar is a strange thing. Next chapter: Hermione wakes up, Moody visits Dumbledore, and Voldemort gives his followers some news.

Another Note: I would like to thank everyone for reviewing, sorry if I couldn't name you.