Still owning a grand total of nothing.
Peter woke up as a particularly loud rumble of thunder was shaking the windowpanes. "Good grief Thor give it a rest already." Peter mumbled to himself, as he climbed out of bed. Shaking the last traces of sleep out of his eyes Peter pulled on the workout outfit of his, pulled out an duffel with the training weapons, since Kitty still insisted that he learn how to use a sword, he did a quick look behind him and then he leaped out the window and into the rain waking himself up even more. He did a free fall for about a minute enjoying the wind in his face and hair before he finally shot out a web line, which shot out from his new natural web shooters, and caught the top of a tower, he swung around to the dark side of the castle and clung to the wall and then began to climb down the slick, shadowy tower. Once he was close enough he began bouncing from the smaller towers, until he landed on the ground. Smiling, he then began running toward the pitch where Kitty was already waiting for him.
"Have fun?" Kitty asked, as she stopped her kata for the moment to look over her shoulder at Peter.
"How did you?"
"Know you were there?" The girl shrugged uncomfortably. "It's a ninja trick that involves a person's chi, and the way they affect the world as well."
"So in other words you felt my spiritual signature, and you can listen real good."
"Yeah, and I figure that you and I are probably the only ones actually crazy enough to come out here at this time in the morning and while it was raining." She said with a cheeky grin at him. "Now, if we were at a school that required early morning calisthenics I might have looked up. I also know you well enough to know that you wouldn't be able to resist web slinging down here."
"Fine you win." Peter relented, then began doings stretches and did a few flips before they started on anything else.
Kitty grinned as she pulled out the wooden training swords, ignoring Peter's groan as she tossed him one, the vigilante caught the weapon without looking. "You might as well get used to that Peter, we're in the magical world and we both know how often the magic users end up using a sword for something or other. Sure your powers make them almost unneeded, but it never hurts to be prepared." Peter nodded in acknowledgement, as he took a few practice swings. Kitty used a wooden version of the Katana while Peter used Kurt's wooden rapiers since they were blades that allowed for easy movement and agile users, he supposed he might have been all right with the heavier broadsword or something similar, but this type of blade seemed to suit him fine. He had begun thinking, and decided that maybe carrying a weapon would even the playing field somewhat against some of his enemies, and if he learned now, then he would be ready when he finally went back, and something like what happened to Captain Stacey might not have happened. Who knows, he might have gotten home soon enough to stop M.J and Aunt May from leaving the house and taken those errands himself or at least been there with them if he had dealt with Kingpin, Scorpion and Vulture faster. So now he learned how to finish a fight faster and more efficiently.
Kitty lunged at Peter with a double handed low strike, Peter twisted the blade around and barely blocked the blow one of the conditions for while he was training was he wasn't allowed to jump around very often and he had to try and actually fight with the blade. Kitty had been giving him pointers but she admitted that she was nowhere near the level of skill that Kurt had with this particular type of blade.
The two trained for an hour before they returned the items they had to their bags and headed toward the lake where they then ran five laps around it before they headed back to the Gryffindor tower. "We better use the doors this time just in case anyone is up." Kitty explained to Peter, as she jerked his arm down before he could shoot a web line off.
"Fine." Peter muttered, as he swung his bag across his shoulder and the two of them headed back toward the tower, they stopped in front of the portrait of the Fat Lady and muttering the password they quickly entered ignoring any questions that she had. The two then rushed upstairs to their rooms.
Kitty smiled as she made her way up to her room, she nodded to the other girls as she entered. Lavender Brown your stereotypical blond and her friend Parvarti Patil a girl of Indian descent were just barely awake, whereas Hermione Granger the resident bookworm was already dressed and was laying on her bed reading for a bit. Kitty grinned at the witch as she plucked the potions book out of her hands. "You know, you really ought to try and do some physical activity every now and then."
Hermione blushed at this. "Can I have my book back?"
"Sure, but seriously why don't you join me and Peter for our runs? Judging from that right hook I saw yesterday it might be good for you. The worst that will happen is that you'll have a bit too much energy to simply sit there and read." Kitty pulled her shirt off leaving herself in a sports bra allowing Hermione to see her toned body.
"I don't know." The girl said hesitantly.
"You could always bring your friends along as well, who knows it might get Harry to burn some of his anger off." Kitty said, as she grabbed her toiletries and headed for the door, she shot one final remark at the girl. "And I know you wouldn't mind improving the eye candy that your friends are." Kitty said with a smirk, Hermione blushed at this, as a chuckling Kitty laughed at the flustered girl. "Look I promise to help you all to be ready for whatever comes all right?" Kitty said pausing to be serious for a moment. "We'll show you what we can on fighting and that sort of thing all right?" The girl nodded uncertainly as the mutant then turned and headed for the showers.
Peter entered his room and was almost run over by Seamus in his haste to get out of the room and away from the other people in the room, Dean followed after him a few moments later. Peter walked over to his bed and looked at the other three guys. "I take it that the peace conversation didn't go so well?" He asked the others dryly.
Harry looked up at him in annoyance. "Considering that he didn't even bother to talk to me, but ran out of the room like there was a Dementor on his back I guess you could say that."
"You're obviously not much of a morning person." Peter returned at him, as he grabbed his stuff. "I'll be back in just a few minutes. He quickly showered and came back in just as Harry finished getting dressed.
"We'll meet you downstairs," Ron told him, "but hurry I want to get some food."
"All right thanks." Peter said, as he quickly changed, he looked at the bottom of his trunk where a costume was hidden before he shut the trunk. Spiderman wasn't going to be needed for a while yet, he would bide his time for now. He walked down the stairs and grinned as Kitty waved at him the two of them joined the trio who were busy discussing something of the twins. Peter looked at the sign in Hermione's hands and shook his head at what he saw the twins it looked like were fully intending to head into business.
The three then switched topics about what to do with the way people were reacting to the fact that Voldemort was back since most simply refused to believe it.
"Hermione don't downplay what you did to Lavender." Kitty said with a smirk, ignoring the desperate headshake that was being sent her way. "You slapped that blonde bimbo so hard and so fast, it's a wonder that she didn't get whiplash, and that everyone in the tower didn't hear it."
"You did what?" The two boys asked, looking at their friend who was blushing in embarrassment.
"I'm sorry bout the way I've been acting Mione," Harry said, "I guess its just all been a lot."
Hermione smiled at her friend. "Its all right Harry."
"Yeah, can you believe that they don't believe you about You-Know-Who?"
"You guys sound surprised." Peter said with a cynical chuckle. "As if you can't believe what your seeing with the world."
"Well it would be nice if they actually believed me Peter." Harry said crossly.
"Let me tell you something my best friend's dad told me Harry, and I am paraphrasing. 'The People love their heroes, but more importantly they love to see their heroes fail trying.' You're no different in that respect, except that you are the hero."
"Yeah, besides if the regular people were to actually acknowledge what was going on they might have to face up to it, and that's not something people want to do, they want to bask in their ignorant bliss." Kitty added bitterly. "Its easier for some to ignore a problem for, a smaller group though they have to face the coming troubles head on, its just the way they are."
"You two are creepy." Ron said, to them as he sat down.
Peter ignored the red head but walked over to Seamus and sat down beside the Irish boy who was a few seats away. "So Seamus, I have a question for you."
"And what might that be?" The dark skinned boy asked warily as he eyed Harry and Ron who were scowling at him.
"Why do you think Harry and Dumbledore are lying about what happened? As I understand it a dark wizard was posing as a teacher here last year kept my uncle in a trunk for nearly a year."
The Irish boy spat his drink out. "Mad-Eye Moody's your uncle!" He exclaimed loudly in shock. Peter grinned and waved as several other members of their house froze, and looked at the two as they thought out that information, paling slightly a number of them moved back a bit as memories of last year's classes in DADA caught up to them.
"I see his reputation precedes him." Peter said with a chuckle.
"You could say that." Seamus said.
"But you didn't answer my question. Why do you think that Harry's lying?"
Seamus sighed at this. "Potter is to blasted secretive, you never know what it is that he's got going on behind the scenes, you just can't expect me to trust someone like that."
"So your not friends then? I would have thought after four years of living together, that you guys would all be a lot closer than you are."
"Potter never gave me a reason to trust him before." The boy bit out.
"Why should he? What have you done to earn his trust? I'm not saying he's right, but think about it. And lets say he's wrong about it being Voldemort. What if it was someone who used a fake ceremony to make it look like Voldemort had come back? What if it's just someone trying to use this guys name to inspire loyalty in other dark wizards." Seamus looked at Peter curiously as he considered what the other boy had said. "Well I have to go, think about what it is that's going on before you shut out a friend, even if he is only a casual one." Peter got up, and walked over to where Harry and the others were sitting as another girl was leaving.
"Have fun talking to the momma's boy? Harry asked, in annoyance as he stabbed at his food.
"Not really, he's been so brainwashed over the summer holidays and is going to continue to disbelieve you for now, but I think I may have planted a seed of doubt at least."
"Well that's something at least." Hermione said, as she spooned some sugar onto her oatmeal.
Before anyone else could say anything a fluttering sound was heard overhead and they all turned to see owls flying in a number of them scattered though as a purple creature came flying through. Lavender Brown screamed in fear. "A dragon!"
"Out of the way!" Snape yelled as he aimed his wand toward the flying creature. The greasy haired man began muttering a spell, but was stopped as a plate came flying through the air and hit him in the elbow; several people heard the cracking of the bone as the plate fell to the floor. "Arr." Snape panted, before he turned to see the monster that had slipped into the school land lightly on the Gryffindor table and snag a piece of bacon.
"You shoot s spell at my dragon and I'll turn you inside out!" Kitty growled, as she stalked toward the Potions Master not showing the slightest bit of fear as she glared at him.
"That is a wild animal not a pet you foolish girl." Snape spat as he turned to face the girl that had attacked him.
"Shows what you know pal, Lockheed and I have been together for three years now." The girl said angrily, as she held her arm out and the purple dragon leaped from the table and landed on the outstretched arm. "Lockheed and I have been all over the world you idiot, we've been together in England for nearly a year without a problem, yet the minute we come into a wizard school you try and blast him?"
"Twenty points from Gryffindor for insulting a teacher, another thirty for attacking a professor, twenty points for having a non regulation pet, and finally sixty more for having an illegal dragon at the school."
Kitty smirked at the man smugly. "Sorry Professor, but Lockheed is considered a British hero, you can't deny him entry to any place, nor can you say he's illegal. So by that logic reasoning you're wrong."
Snape sneered at the girl. "That thing is no hero." Lockheed growled at the dark man, but stayed where he was.
"Sorry, your wrong there Professor." Peter called out, as he watched the show from his seat. The Prime Minister and the Queen both made it official just a few months ago it was in a lot of papers you really ought to read more than Potions Monthly and the Daily Prophet, you might know a bit of the current events in your own country."
"Headmaster?" Snape asked, as he turned to look at the wizened old wizard.
Dumbledore looked at the younger man with a smile. "I'm afraid if they are correct Serverus, then you will have to return the points along with awarding them the same amount you took unjustly, as is stated in the rules. After all, I am afraid there are simply to many people here to deny what happened today, and we must show that we do try to live up to the School Rules."
Peter chuckled at the enraged look the man had. "So lets see, that's 120 points over the whole dragon ordeal, and sixty for attacking a professor.
"How do you figure that Mr. Parker?" Dumbledore asked in surprise.
"Why that's simple Headmaster," Peter said, as he came up beside Kitty, "according to Hogwarts a History, a person may protect their familiar from any kind of offensive attack with equal or lesser degree of force. And despite the fact that all Kitty did was throw a plate, I'd say that about covers that rule. Unless of course Potion Master Snape here would like to say he was going to do something a lot weaker than say a banishing charm on Lockheed? And I find that highly unlikely since Potion Master Snape is also known to be well versed in defensive magic, and probably knows a few curses to incapacitate a young dragon as he most likely presumed Lockheed to be."
Kitty looked at Peter in shock. "When did you get to be such a smooth talker?" She asked out of the side of her mouth.
Peter smirked at the mutant. "Spend enough time with a lawyer buddy your bound to pick up a few things here and there."
Dumbledore looked troubled, as he looked from the two Americans to Snape. "Madame Pince, Miss. Granger please come here." The bewildered Librarian and bushy haired witch came up to the headmaster. "Now I suppose everyone is wondering why I would ask the two of you up here. The reason is quiet a simple one, I don't think anyone within the school can claim to know Hogwarts a History better than you two." Madame Pince's cheeks took on a pink tinge while Hermione was flushed red, Dumbledore pretended not to notice their embarrassment. "So I ask the two of you, does this rule Mr. Parker described actually exist?" The two nodded after a moment of thought. "Very well then, I suppose that there can be nothing we can do about this than to return the required points and the addition. I would also like to add ten points to Gryffindor for excellent reasoning." Dumbledore added with twinkling eyes, while Snape's eyes flashed in anger at the announcement.
The Gryffindor's all erupted into cheers as Peter and Kitty both made their way back to their house table. The two Americans had not only made a fool of Snape, but had placed them in the lead for the house cup, and it was only their first day. "Miss. Pryde, we will need to discuss your pet later, so please do come and see me in my office later."
The two Americans sat down and activity resumed as people moved a bit away from the purple dragon Harry Potter and Hermione Granger were the only one's not moving and Dean was busy with a sketch book drawing the dragon and its mistress. The group wordlessly accepted their schedules from their head of house who was busy eyeing the dragon. Ron Weasley groaned as he looked the schedule over momentarily. "Look at today! History of Magic, Double Potions, Divination, and Double Defense Against the Dark Arts. Binns, Snape Trelawney and that Umbridge woman all in one day! I wish Fred and George would hurry up with those Skiving Snackboxes."
"Do mine ears deceive me?" Fred asked, as he and George squeezed into seats between Harry and Peter. "Hogwarts prefects surely don't wish to skive off of their lessons now do they?"
"Well if your ears are messed up then mine are as well, how about yours George?"
"Well Peter my boy I'm afraid that I to must be suffering from the same problems."
"Maybe this is an unexpected side affect from overusing those extendable ears." Kitty added in mock thoughtfulness. "People hearing things that just couldn't possibly be so."
"Look what we've got today though?" Ignoring the four, and the fact that Kitty was actually being drawn into the amused conversations that targeted him. "That's the worst Monday I've ever seen." The redhead whined to his older brothers.
George winced while Fred nodded in sympathy. "Fair point little bro." Fred said while scanning the paper. "You can have a bit of Nosebleed Nougat cheap if you like."
"Why's it so cheap."
"No antidote," the twins and Peter replied.
"What?" He asked at the surprised looks from the trio. "Working with them is a good way to practice potions." Hermione looked in shock at this and looked between the smirking twins cockily at her, and the not so innocent looks of Peter and Kitty.
Ron sighed as he took his schedule back from his brother. "I think I'll stick to classes for now." He said moodily.
Hermione shook away the thought that Peter and Kitty had gotten extra study time and glared at the twins for not inviting her. "Speaking of your Skiving Snack boxes you can't advertise for testers on the Gryffindor notice board."
"Says who?"
"Says me," the girl said fiercely, "and Ron." Hermione added her friend in as an afterthought.
"Leave me out of this." Ron said his ears turning red.
"Yo Hermione, are there rules that say that they can't do this?" Kitty asked curiously.
"Well no." Hermione admitted grudgingly.
"See, then we're not breaking any rules." Fred said smugly with a grin.
"Maybe you should edit the list to have say an age limit, that way people actually have a bit of an idea of what they're getting into though, say 3rd year and up." Peter suggested to them. "That way no one can accuse you of negligence."
"Besides only third years can even use the money." Kitty pointed out in agreement, "as long as they're careful in their research it should be all right."
The twins looked at each other and seemed to have a small mini conversation with their eyes. "Agreed." They chorused.
"I don't know." Hermione said.
"It's a compromise Hermione," George said, "go with it," He grinned at her, "or we put no age limit, and make sure that something happens to your perfect Charms Score."
"You wouldn't dare!"
-"Try us."-
Hermione nodded angrily. "Fine, but you go back on the age limit, and I take you down and no retaliation."
"Deal." The twins offered their hands out, and Hermione shook both of their hands at the same time.
"Now to you Pete." Fred said, as he looked at the teen. "You seem to have a gift for muggle potions, and we thought that we should get you to help out more. Perhaps we can offer you a percentage or something, from the things that you bring to the table of course. Take that shield you made yesterday for instance."
"That was only the reverse for a bubblehead charm." Peter said, shrugging uncomfortably at the attention they were giving him. "I'm sure that the two of you will be able to figure it out soon enough. And as for the bleach, non-magic's do that all the time so its not really all that original."
"Maybe, but we would still like you to consider working for us." George said.
"I'll think about it, and maybe I'll do some extra brewing with you two, but other than that no promises." Peter warned them both.
"Very well we'll accept that for now." Fred said in agreement, the twins then grabbed some toast and left.
"So, where do you think that those two managed to scrounge up the gold for all their stuff?" Hermione asked, as she watched the two redheads walk off. "I mean, starting a business isn't exactly a cheap undertaking."
"Dunno." Ron said, as he watched his brothers backs thoughtfully. "I mean they bought me dress robes earlier this year, to bad they couldn't have done that last year when I actually needed them." He grumbled slightly.
"Who knows? Maybe they're prankster bounty hunters." Peter joked, as he watched Harry go red as the other two tried to figure out where the money had come from. "I can just imagine it," Peter said as he held his hands up. "The two of them hunt down specific people and prank them just for money."
"You know that sounds crazy enough that they may actually be doing something like that." Ron said after he had partially chewed his food.
"Finish up Ron, we have got History of Magic, and Peter and Kitty don't know where it is yet." Hermione ordered, the redhead nodded and began eating even faster.
"That is totally disgusting and disturbing, and yet for some reason I can't help but watch." Kitty said as she sat transfixed on the wizard.
"I know," Hermione agreed with her, "but after a few years it starts becoming really annoying."
"Well, as much as discussing the eating habits of Ron doesn't appeal to me, can we go already?" Peter asked as he grabbed his shoulder bag.
"No argument." Harry said, as he grabbed his own bag and the two headed for the doors out of the Great Hall Ron Grabbed a piece of toast and chased after them with Kitty and Hermione following him.
Kitty stopped at the doors and looked at her pet. "Find a safe place to hang out baby, and if someone try's to hurt you or capture you come and find me. I don't want you to get hurt okay?" The dragon cooed out a response before taking off.
"That is easily the most intelligent dragon I have ever seen." Hermione said, as she watched the dragon fly out of the room. "You better be careful though, it looks like Snape and Umbridge plan on bringing up the issue of your pet though." The bushy haired girl warned, as she nodded toward Snape who was having a furious conversation with Dumbledore and Umbridge was watching the purple dragon with extreme dislike.
"They're welcome to try and make life difficult, but they'll find giving me trouble is not the smartest of things to do." Kitty replied as she caught up with the boys.
"Yeah, trust me you don't want to get on Kitty's bad side, I've talked to people that have gotten on her bad side and that was before she started using magic."
"Really? A lot of people would say the same thing about Hermione." Ron told Peter the two grinned as they were hit on the head.
The group made their way to History of Magic, Peter and Kitty found seats near the front, and dug a multitude of items out of their bags, they pulled out quills, parchments, books and finally small gray boxes with buttons on them that none of the purebloods could identify. Hermione smiled sympathetically at the two as they placed the boxes near the ghost. "You realize that those won't work correct? There is way too much magic in the air."
Kitty grinned back. "We think that we may have found a way around that little problem, but we still need to try these out, and since we didn't need to use our laptop computers just yet we thought we'd try with these."
"What are they?" Ron asked, as he picked up one of the gray boxes before Peter plucked it out of his hands with a glare.
"That's not the smartest thing to do if you don't know what it is. What if it had been a chemical compound that sorry a potion that gave you boils or something?"
"That's Ron for you though," Hermione said with an amused grin "Gryffindor guinea pig."
"Yeah? I'll remember that the next time I'm mixing explosive or acidic compounds, might be interesting to watch." The redhead swallowed nervously not liking the sounds of either of those. "Anyways, these are tape recorders, and if Kitty and her friends got their readings correct, then we should be able to work them here, or we'll wait until the Hogsmeade weekend and try to figure out what went wrong with the shielding."
"Why would you want a tape record though?" Lavender Brown asked, as she looked at the device as she laughed at the muggle device. "Is it better than spellotape?"
Kitty grinned at the blonde. "If this works the way we think it will, ask us again after class and we'll see just who's laughing." The others nodded and went to their seats as Binn's came floating in through the wall, a feat that had impressed the fifth years when they had come into the classroom for the first time, now though it was an everyday occurrence. Nearly everyone was put to sleep in the first ten minutes except for Peter, Kitty and Hermione though the two Americans were fighting sleep by the end of the lesson.
The group dragged themselves out of their chairs wearily despite the time of day. "How can you guys stand that year after year?"
"Simple, it makes a good broom course." Ron said, as he wiped the sleep from his eyes.
"Broom course?" Kitty questioned turning to the muggleborns and muggle raised students who were showing to be fair translators of wizarding sayings.
"It's the same as the muggle expression of a bird course, it's a course you can pretty much fly through." Dean explained, as he stretched out some kinks in his back.
"Got ya." Peter said as he nodded in understanding.
"So, did those re-cloder things do whatever it is that they do?" Ron asked curiously, as he looked at the gray box that Peter was holding in his hands.
"Lets find out shall we?" Peter said, as he clicked the rewind button and Hermione's eyes widened as she heard the whirring of the tape. Peter then clicked the play button and held it out for the rest of the group to hear.
'The giant war of 691 was incited by Grimus a member of the mountain giant clans. This rebellion was unique in that it was the first time in over a hundred and thirty nine years that the Giants used actual weapons in combat.' Binn's voice rang out in the hall causing a few people to stop ad look for where the ghost was.
"I'd say this works wouldn't you?" Peter asked, as he clicked the recorder off cutting the voice off.
"Blimey." Ron said, as he looked at the tape recorder in astonishment.
"What would be the cost of getting one of those with the shielding that you have on them?" Hermione asked, as she eyed the small tape recorder hungrily.
"Not sure, I'd have to ask Brian what the cost is." Kitty said shrugging, "course I can install the shields in just about any kind of tech I'm reasonably sure."
"What kind of spell work is used?"
"Wrong type of shielding." Kitty explained, as the two placed the tape recorders back in their bags.
"But how did you do it then?"
"All right, for that we may have to go a bit into Arithmacy." Kitty said as all of the Gryffindors walked together so that they could hear how the two had gotten technology to work in Hogwarts. "Magic is a form of energy, we can all agree on that right?"
"Of course," Hermione answered for them all, "it's considered to be the fifth element by some."
"Right, well what we have in our tape recorders are devices whose very reason is to shield the electrical systems from harmful energies, so we used EMP shielding designs similar to the one that Tony Stark uses in some of his old armor designs."
"Tony who?"
"Famous Muggle," Dean answered Lavender, "has a bodyguard that wears this robot armor. Its really incredible."
"Row butt?"
"A robot is a type of golem only what Dean is describing is more like enchanted armor."
"Yeah thanks Hermione," Dean said with a relieved grin.
"Anyways," Kitty said, "the shielding protects our technology from the energy waves that magic produces, and since they're protected they work."
"But what do imps have to do with it?" Neville asked curiously, as he eyed the school bags in case an imp decided to climb out and attack them.
"E.M.P's are the initials for Electro Magnetic Pulse, they don't stand for imps." Peter informed the group.
"Incredible, so they're not magic?"
"Not a drop of magic in them." Kitty said, as they entered the potions classroom.
"Amazing." Parvarti said, as she took a seat in the dungeon classroom. "You've got to meet Padma, she would simply love to hear about this." The Slytherians looked at the Gryffindors curiously, obviously wanting to know what they were all discussing so earnestly.
"Settle down." Snape said coldly as he entered the room and shut the door behind him. The Gryffindors all grew silent, as the man walked down the room. The order proved unnecessary, as the moment the door had closed nearly everyone had gone quiet, Snape's mere presence seemed to be enough to silence and still nearly everyone in the room. "Before we begin today's lesson, I believe I should remind you that next June you will be sitting a very important examination, during which you will prove how much you have learned about the composition and use of potions. Moronic though some of you undoubtedly are, I expect you all to scrape at the very least an acceptable in your O.W.L.'s or suffer my displeasure." His gaze rested on Neville as he said this last part, causing the boy to swallow nervously.
"After this year of course, many of you will cease to be taking this rare and beautiful art with me. As I only take the very best into my N.E.W.T Potions class, which some of us will most assuredly be saying goodbye."
Everyone watched with interest as Harry and Snape glared at each other at that last bit.
"But we have another year before that happy moment of farewell." Snape said softly, "of course whether you are intending to attempt N.E.W.T Potions or not, I advise all of you to concentrate all of your pitiful minds and efforts upon maintaining the passing level I have come to expect from my students."
"Of course we mustn't forget the two new Gryffindors who are only now joining us, hopefully they won't slow the rest of you down to much with their lack of proper potion brewing skills that they most like have." Snape said with a sneer as he looked at Gryffindor's newest additions.
"Wow you really don't like getting beat up by a girl, do you Professor?" Peter questioned as he looked the Greasy haired man over. "I mean seriously Professor, you have a chip on your shoulder so big I'm surprised that you can stand, makes a person wonder what happened to you to make you so bitter and then there's the fact that you just automatically jump to conclusions about us, is it because we're not a part of the Serpent Society or is it because of something else Professor?"
"Are you questioning how I run a class Parker?" Snape sneered as he placed his hands on the workbench and peered down on Peter.
"Oh no Professor, I'm merely trying to understand you a bit better so we can avoid any unpleasantness. Surely you understand the concept of scientific investigation a man of your obvious learning in your art, I suppose this would be classed more as a type of social and or psychological science though." The muggle born and half bloods in the room gaped at Peter, as he casually confirmed what Snape asked in his own way.
"15 points for questioning a Professor's teaching style," the man said in annoyance, "10 more points for your cheek, and another 20 for wasting the time of the class."
"As you say Professor Snape." Peter said with a smirk, despite the glowering figure in front of him.
"Is something amusing Parker?" Snape hissed out softly.
Peter leaned closer toward the man and hissed even quieter. "Your intimidation tricks are still too weak." Peter sat down while Snape's hand trembled in fury.
"Very well Mr. Parker, since you think you already know all of the material lets see how you do on a little quiz."
Peter grinned back at the greasy haired idiot, while everyone else watched in confusion, Peter Parker seemed to have reached a level that was equal or lower than Harry Potter or Neville Longbottom in Snape's eyes, and no one had ever thought that was even possible.
"Bring it on." Peter said coolly.
"Very well, we will begin with the quiz then." Snape growled out. "We'll start with a quiz that our famous celebrity was unable to answer, perhaps you will do better."
"What is the difference between monkshood and wolfsbane?"
"They're the same thing," Peter answered. "Now what is the differences between an arachnid and an insect?"
"Are you really going to waste my time on a foolish question like that Parker?"
"Depends, do you know the answer? I would have given you a chemical question, but since you asked me a Herbology question I thought I'd start off nicer than you."
"Very well Parker, if that is the way you want to play this then the difference is that one has more legs than the other, my turn I believe."
"Very well then Parker, where would one find a bezoar? "
"A goat's stomach." Peter answered nonchalantly, "now then, where in the body would one find the highest concentration of H2O?"
Snape sneered at the boy before him, but there was also a hint of respect in his eyes he began to realize that despite his age he was talking to a master in his own art of brewing, not even Hermione had that kind of respect despite her near perfect grades. "One would find a high concentration of water in the blood, and in various organs Parker."
"Good answer."
"Now then what is one of the rare, but key ingredients to the polyjuice potion?"
Peter stopped for a moment the man had asked for both rare and key that made this a question that would take a moment of thought. "Boomslang skin professor."
"Correct again Parker; it would appear despite the company that you keep, you are not the dunderhead that most of you fellow housemates are." The room was deathly silent; the impossible had just occurred, Snape had just complimented a Gryffindor for their intelligence in his own roundabout way.
"Thank you sir, but I do believe that it is my turn to ask a question."
"Perhaps you can start off next class Parker, it is now time to turn to other things though, I do hope that Miss Pryde here has half of your talent even if she refuses to listen to people that have been around longer than she has on the dangers of certain creatures."
Kitty held her hands up in a warding manner. "Sorry professor, he's the chemical and potions whiz I'm the language and technology person."
"So you can speak multiple languages then?" Snape said with doubt lacing his voice.
"Yes sir, I speak English naturally, I also speak fluent Japanese, Spanish, Norwegian, German, Russian, and some African tribal dialects." Kitty left out the fact that she could also speak Skrull, Kree and Shiar as well, since only a handful of people on the Earth had even heard of those languages, and fewer than that could even speak them, and she sincerly doubted that they would even mean a whole lot to anyone here other than Peter.
"I didn't know you knew that many languages." Peter whispered while the class sat there in stunned silence.
"Its good to be able to understand the various languages." Kitty said shrugging at this. "Since no one expects the kid to know all of those languages, it helps to just listen in to the conversations. I can also program a computer and a handful of other tricks."
"How does your head keep from exploding with all that info?"
"Well Miss Pryde, unfortunately for you the only language that you'll probably get to use from that list of yours is that you just to us about is your English and maybe Norwegian, that is if you are taking ancient Runes. Do try not to interrupt the class with endless chatter about your achievements again."
"Yes Sensei San." Kitty said, standing up and bowing to the man with respect though Peter though he saw a flash of anger in her eyes.
"Hmm, perhaps we should incorporate some of those methods into Hogwarts." Snape speculated out loud before he had them pull out their potion kits and begin working on the Draught of Peace. "Oh and Parker, 25 points from Gryffindor for bothering me with foolish and idiotic muggle science questions." Peter nodded, though his muscles bunched up tightly in anger.
Peter and Kitty worked over their respective cauldrons, and managed to get their potions correct, though Kitty's was nowhere near as good as Peter's, her potion was a lot darker than it should be at the moment, but just might pass. The only difference in the classroom was when Snape was picking on Neville Longbottom or Harry Potter. Peter glared at Snape a bit whenever he did either of those, he knew what it was like to be picked on unfairly for those sorts of things, he had been similar to his cousin before he got his powers, and Harry had to deal with Snape much like he had to deal with Jameson. The only difference was that Harry wasn't allowed to strike back, he had heard the boy make some angry remark at HQ about the man and had been pounced on by three or four different people who insisted that Snape deserved his respect because of his position. Peter shook his head, a bully was a bully though in his book, and Snape had a tyrannical streak over the two Gryffindors that was not fair. How a man like this was supposed to deserve respect he didn't know. The adults for the most part seemed to think that if they gave him enough respect that he would act like a professional.
The class finally finished, and Peter waved Kitty on ahead as he caught up with his cousin. "Hey Nev you okay? The professor was kind of rough on you in there."
The round boy looked up at his name and grinned a bit as Peter fell into step beside him as the two made their way up from class to lunch. They stepped to the side as Hermione and Ron charged past them trying to find Harry who had left first. "So this is life in a magical boarding school huh?" Peter asked, as he tried to draw the boy into conversation.
Neville grunted in acknowledgement.
" Does grease for brains always treat you like that?"
Neville sighed at this before nodding his head. "Yeah, the hook nosed git is always getting onto me about something." He looked over his shoulder for a moment afraid that said man would be behind them. "He's never been fair to either Harry or me, its like we can do nothing right as far as he's concerned."
"There a reason for that?"
"I dunno, I mean everyone knows that Snape hated Harry's dad, and hates him because how much he looks like his dad, but I don't know how I got on his hate list to be honest."
"Well did your parents ever do something that might have done something to him?"
"How would I know," the boy said gloomily, "its not like I ever got to know them."
Peter nodded. "Yeah, I know what that's like."
"How could you?" Neville asked at him angrily as he kicked a stray potion phial. "Your parents are probably around, and being so proud of their little potion prodigy." The boy said without thinking. Peter froze at this, and Neville saw that and then he remembered what his Grandmother had said earlier about Peter and how he lost both his aunt and his girlfriend. The fact that boy now came here and was Moody's ward clicked and Neville looked at his cousin with horror. "Oh Peter, I'm so sorry, I just."
"No, its all right." Peter said, as he forced a grin on his face, though on the inside he felt like Tombstone had just gut punched him after tenderizing his entire body.
"What did happen to your folks?" The boy asked with curiosity. "If you don't want to talk about it that's all right to though." The boy hastily added, giving Peter a way out if he wanted it.
Peter looked up wistfully as his mind thought back to the parents he never knew. "They were government agents of some kind, Kitty's sensei knew them both a bit, they died on a plane back to the States, and were then framed as double agents by the agents of a person known as the Red Scull."
"Really?" Neville asked with interest at his cousin.
"Yeah, I just recently learned about all of this though because their names were just recently cleared when new evidence came to light. Let me tell you, the Government had a big apology for that mess." Peter said with a sigh, as he sat down and felt himself sink even lower into a type of depression while a nervous Neville looked over at Kitty, desperately wishing she would come over here and help him with his cousin. After lunch the two boys split up, Peter had Arithmancy with Hermione and Kitty, while Neville had Divination with the rest of the Gryffindors they would get back together for DADA.
Hermione smiled as she led the two, she finally had some people from her house in these classes, it might even make the classes even more enjoyable than they already were. The three Gryffindors entered the classroom where professor Vector was currently talking with a group of Ravenclaws.
"Wait a minute, didn't Parvarti have that Divination class?" Peter asked in confusion, as he looked at one of the girls.
Hermione chuckled at this. "That's Padma, she's a Ravenclaw and Parvarti's identical twin."
"No doubt where a lot of guys fantasies are when those two walk into a room then." Peter joked, "what are the bets that they are twins in every possible way?"
Kitty laughed at this as she took a seat at a desk leaving a blushing Hermione standing rooted to the spot. "C'mon Hermione, you know he's right, the only difference is that Peter here has the guts to say it out loud. Why don't you ask Seamus and Dean what they think when they see the two of them walking by, or if your desperate you could ask Harry and Ron."
"Thank you very much, but I think I will just have to pass on that particular conversation." The girl said primly, as she sat down in her own seat.
"Your choice." The two said shrugging, as they then began to go over the mathematical equations that were used in various spell creations.
The two Americans quickly caught the attention of their professor as they began questioning various formulas and trying to convert them to Muggle styled mathematics. "That simply won't work with the numbers you insist on using though." The professor informed them.
"True, but what if we were to use a decimal point equation?" Kitty asked, "That should allow for the parts that you are unsure of, and allow for a closer reading at the same time."
"We simply don't do it that way, besides very few people in the wizarding world would even be able to understand that style of mathematics." The professor explained to the two of them. The two finally nodded in acceptance after ten-minute discussion, but made two copies of the equations, they would try their own mathematics later and see how well they would do.
The Gryffindor Brains, as the Ravenclaws brainacs had dubbed the three stood before the DADA classroom coolly, none of them were sure what to expect, but they all knew that they probably weren't going to like it. Hermione joined her friends entering, while Kitty pulled Peter back in the hall for a moment.
"What's up?"
"I want you to try and behave in there, I know your temper control isn't at its best right now, but I think you need to be careful." Kitty warned the teen.
"Don't worry, I will be fine." Peter said flashing a smile at his teammate, who nodded solemnly before she followed after him into the room. The two were the last to enter, and found seats in the back corner with Neville who had two empty seats nearby. "Hey cuz." Peter greeted, as he slid into his seat. "Has the lady started up yet?"
"Not yet." Neville said.
"Right, well that's good, allow me to introduce a good person to have at your back, meet Kitty Pryde of Chicago."
"Pleasure to meet another member of Peter's secret family," Kitty said with a smirk as she shook hands with the boy, "I already think you are a lot more enjoyable company than his great uncle Moody is though."
Neville Longbottom grinned at this. "I can't believe they let Moody raise you. What was wrong with Uncle Algie or Grams? Grams has never let Moody near me except for recently when he needed a place to hole up for a few days and was stuck between safe houses, I learned a few old war stories from him though."
"No idea, course if your Grams is as much of a control freak as Moody, I'm sure that the two of us would have clashed heads as well, I'm a lot more independent than Moody likes. Not to mention the way she just orders people around and expects them to just obey kind of gets to me."
"Gee you think?" Kitty asked, "The guy has no sense of humor and absolutely no business raising a kid, if it wasn't for the fact we spent a lot of time with the Weasley's I would be worried about your mental health right about now, more so than usual that is."
Peter was about to come back at her with a remark of his own but was interrupted by Umbridge. "Well good afternoon!" She exclaimed loudly, Kitty winced a bit and Peter wondered briefly if her hearing hadn't been enhanced as well, after all the girl no longer had to bother with her glasses or contacts anymore now thanks to the Lords of Magic. The woman was unimpressed with the less than enthusiastic and guarded greeting that she received from the students. "That won't do now will it? I should like you to reply 'Good afternoon, Professor Umbridge.' One more time please. Good afternoon class!"
"Good afternoon Professor Umbridge." Everyone chanted back dully at the woman. Kitty and Peter exchanged looks of revulsion, and Peter wished Johnny and Bobby were here right about now so that he could say some really bad things about the woman's name right now.
"Wands away and quills out please."
Everyone silently and unenthusiastically complied with the order. After quills and parchment were out and wands hidden away the woman pulled out a short stubby wand of her own and tapped the chalkboard behind her and words began writing themselves out.
Defense Against the Dark Arts
A Return to Basic Principles
"Well now, your teaching in this subject has been rather disrupted and fragmented, hasn't it?" The woman asked in her singsong childlike girlish voice. The constant changing of teachers, many of whom do not seem to have followed any Ministry-approved curriculum has unfortunately resulted in your being far below the standard we expect to see in your O.W.L year."
"You will pleased to know however, that these problems are now to be rectified. We will be following a carefully structured theory-centered Ministry-approved course of defensive magic this year. Copy down the following please."
New words appeared on the chalkboard after she waved her wand.
Course aims:
1.Understanding the principles underlying defensive magic.
2.Learning to recognize situations in which defensive magic can be legally used
3. Placing the use of defensive magic in a context for practical use.
Peter and Kitty didn't bother even writing what the woman was showing they new the consequences of playing by these kinds of rules. Legally Peter was justified in letting that thief go so long ago. Legally Kitty was in the wrong when she went and fought against the army of D'Ken and helped Lilandra gain the throne. They had both seen what the consequences were for not doing things the legal way and quiet frankly those were routes that neither of them could even consider following anymore.
The two just sat there as the woman questioned about whether or not they had their books and didn't say a word just sat ramrod stiff, the only times they moved in the next ten minutes were to give each other reassuring glances that they weren't about to do or say anything rash. The two shared a smile as they saw that Hermione had yet to open her book, and was instead just holding her hand up in the air. The two held back chuckles, but wore grim smiles as they watched one by one more and more people stopped their pointless reading and watched the girl. Umbridge finally chose to notice the Gryffindor witch when a majority of the class was now watching with interest. The watched with growing amusement as Hermione started a rain of questions that shot the way things were intended wide open. Kitty stiffened though when the woman answered Dean's question.
"I do not wish to criticize the way things have been run in this school," she said with a wide smirk, "but you have been exposed to some very irresponsible wizards in this class very irresponsible indeed – not to mention extremely dangerous half-breeds."
"You make it sound like he had a choice in the matter." Kitty growled out at the woman.
"You do not have a hand up!" Umbridge told Kitty.
"So what," Kitty said with a deadly gleam in her eyes as she struggled to maintain her temper. "You make it sound like it's a bad thing to be different because you have abilities that you have no control over."
"My dear silly girl, I believe that the Ministry knows quiet a bit more about what qualifies as a dark creature than you do."
"I so doubt it when you consider the fact that they're using someone like you as their mouthpiece." Kitty shot back at her.
"And what is that supposed to mean?" The woman said angrily as she glared at Kitty
"It means you couldn't convince anyone with half a brain who hadn't already been bought off of something," Kitty said, "so why don't you take your petty little prejudice opinions and shove them!"
"I do not take kindly to your insults Miss?"
"Pryde." Kitty said, "and if you can't take it don't dish it out." She said as she stood up to face the woman.
"Kitty calm down." Peter said, as he grabbed her from behind to keep her from lunging at the woman hoping she would keep her head on enough that she wouldn't try and phase through him.
"I have yet to insult."
"Right you haven't insulted anyone in this room. What was it you said 'dangerous half-breeds' just because someone afflicted with a curse that they have no control over taught this class? Are you really that narrow minded?"
"Your hand is not up Miss Pryde! Perhaps you should go and see your head of house," the woman said as she wrote a note and gave it to Kitty who grabbed her stuff and headed for the door. "I think you should also have a detention with me on Sunday Five O'clock and we can stop this type of trouble from you."
"Better a troublemaker than someone who follows blindly after people like you." Kitty said with an impish grin, as she made a melodramatic bow and walked out of the room ignoring the fuming Umbridge.
"Well now then where were we?"
"I believe we were discussing the class objectives." Hermione replied angrily.
Peter glared at Umbridge, this woman was quickly becoming someone he wouldn't mind tearing apart. Most of his friends were different, and he wouldn't be surprised if they to would have been considered as nothing more than creatures. He thought back to Remus Lupin who was in his own way a version of Hank McCoy, only the werewolf had been beaten down by society to many times, and seemed to have lost his sense of humor.
He woke up a bit as Umbridge asked what was out there and Harry had called out Voldemort's name. "Who cares about your stupid Dark Lords?" Peter finally snapped, "if he's out there then we'll deal with him, but the real world is also there and it's a lot more dangerous place and its obvious that this woman isn't going to actually teach you anything of any value."
"Are questioning Ministry approved teaching methods Mr.?"
"Parker, and yeah I am I mean your government reminds me so much of an ostrich that its amazing. As for your teaching methods those are even worse. I mean seriously, read a book? And as for knowing what situations defensive magic can legally be used you're a joke. This isn't a class for aurors who have to spend three years before they can do their job this is a class where you are supposed to teach the basics of defensive magic yet you want to hide behind a book that really tells nothing. Part of being a good teacher is teaching, not handing someone a book and saying here you go. Of course part of being a good fighter is being able to read your opponent, when you need to and when to react and when you have to pull your punches."
"Mr. Parker, are you any more a Ministry trained expert than Miss Granger?"
"Actually I'm better."
"Is that a fact? And what makes you better?"
"Simple I don't make up rules and laws to suit me. Peter said, "and I've assisted and taught some of the worlds best in the business in saving lives. Course that was all without needing any of your kind of magic."
"Is that a fact?" The woman said disbelievingly.
"Yeah, but I'm really beginning to wonder by your course objectives why your teaching anything. By the games your playing in this classroom, I'd say your not qualified to teach this class. Do you even have a teachers certificate?"
"A what?"
"They're wizards and witches Peter they don't believe in such things as that." Hermione explained to him with a tired air. "In fact, for all we know the Professor here didn't even make top marks in her class."
"That just fills me with an overwhelming sense of un-confidence." Peter said dryly. "The fact that I could probably beat the crap out of her is hardly something that suggest that she could teach me something. What kind of school is this when we're being taught by unqualified idjit?"
"Perhaps a round of detention would serve you as well Mr. Parker, Monday at 5 o'clock."
"Whatever, it doesn't stop the fact that you have no business trying to teach."
"Perhaps you should join Miss Pryde in going to see Professor McGonagall." The woman said, as she wrote another note out and handed it to Peter who chuckled as he grabbed the note and walked out of the room.
Peter grinned as he saw Kitty leaning against the wall waiting for him. "So, think anyone else is going to be joining us?"
"I say Harry will join us. Care to make a wager on that?"
"Sorry, but I don't take sucker bets." The two waited and ten minutes later Harry Potter came storming through the door, the two heroes fell into step on either side of him and let him lead them.
The three walked in silence, though Peter and Kitty wouldn't have minded joking around they held their tongues while Harry was so angry.
The three of them would have enjoyed a nice quiet walk if it hadn't been for Peeves making up songs about Harry. "Oh do shut up." Kitty said as she tried to backhand Peeves, but her hand went sailing right through the poltergeist.
"Can't touch ol Peevsie can you?" The spirit said with a smirk, as it started blowing rasberries at them.
"I warned you. Kitty said as she kicked at the spirit who stood there confidently and caught the poltergeist on the chin and sent him flying into the air and into the ceiling. "And leave me alone." Kitty snarled at the spirit who was still in shock at having been hit by a flesh and blood being when he had been in immaterial form.
"What is going on out here?" McGonagall asked, opening her door she looked to where a shocked Peeves had actually begun to wail in fear at the girl that was glaring at him.
"Peeves is just an overgrown baby." Kitty said crossing her arms and glaring at the spirit.
McGonagall frowned sternly at Kitty. "I see, and why are you three not in class?"
"Well the three of us were sent to see you and we thought that instead of coming in every five minutes that we would all come down at once."
"Sent? What do you mean, sent Parker?"
The three each handed the professor their pink notes. She collected each and every one of them and read them. She seemed more concerned about Harry's note than Peter or Kitty's though. "You have a choice, you can come in here all at once, or I can talk to you separately. Which do you want?"
"Peter and I don't mind listening to your group talking." Kitty said in a bored tone, as she flicked a stone out of the bottom of her shoe.
"Potter?"
The boy shrugged his shoulders and the woman nodded and gestured for them all to enter her office, her door closed behind them automatically. McGonagall rounded on them the minute the door closed. "So, who wants to go first?"
"I will," Kitty said as she stepped forward, glad that Peter appeared to be calming down, or she thought he might be, she didn't know him well enough to be sure she really wished Johnny Storm was here right now, he could be a royal pain sometimes, but he might able to give her some insight on Peter.
"Very well then, is this true? Did you call your professor a racist an idiot and a mouthpiece?"
Kitty smiled at this, as she looked the woman in the face. "Yeah I did, you should have seen how angry she got, it was kind of amusing."
"And Mr. Parker, you called her an unqualified idiot, an ostrich and threatened to beat her up?"
"Well actually I called her an idjit, which basically means the same thing, I also said I could beat her up not that I was going to. And I only compared her and the Ministry to ostriches."
"So you don't deny that you called her unqualified?" McGonagall asked stiffly while raising her eyebrows at him.
"Can you really blame me? Only an unqualified idiot tries to teach a physical item from a book like she was using, and I told it to her face rather than pretending that it was all right with me." Peter said as he leaned against the wall without concern.
McGonagall glared at Peter, but then turned to Harry. "And you Mr. Potter, I would have thought after watching these two get kicked out of class that you would have controlled your temper."
"Geeze lets see how well you control your temper after being shut away at a place your hated and with the knowledge that the person that killed your parents used you to come back from the dead." Peter shot at her. "You seem to think that he should have immaculate control when no one even bothers to talk to him about his grief, of course that's a habit of the wizard world isn't it? You sweep whatever problem you don't want to face away so you don't have to deal with it."
"Now see here Mr. Parker." McGonagall said.
"Yeah?"
"You will treat me with the proper respect."
Peter matched glares with her till the woman looked away. "That's what I thought." The figure said, "and you ought to be nicer to a guy who's kept your sorry ass safe for the past 13 years."
McGonagall bristled at thee reprimand. "Perhaps you need a detention with myself Mr. Parker."
"If you think that's going to make me sorry guess again, I have no reason to be sorry for telling the truth and I don't back down not to you and definitely not to that toad, trust me she won't like it when we get together for detention."
"You could be expelled for this behavior."
"Someone has to act like a Gryffindor." Peter shot back at her shrugging, "and I have some experience in dealing with this kind of problem and Kitty has even more."
"I take it then Miss Pryde, that you and Mr. Parker are going to continue to cause problems no matter what I say?" McGonagall said suddenly with a tired air.
"Yeah, we're not the sit and do nothing types of people, we don't like to play politic games, besides we may cause enough problems that they'll be to busy to watch after what you and your friends are doing."
McGonagall looked up sharply at this. "What do you know?"
"Why whatever could you mean?" Peter asked, "its not like we found a way to listen in on you and find out what we need yet. Though we do have a few ideas of some of the things that he might want."
"Really, and what do you think that might be?"
"The all seeing eye, the wand of watoomb or some other powerful mystical device."
"You sound like you know where the all seeing eye is." McGonagall said in shock "That particular object hasn't been seen in the wizarding world for nearly 500 years."
"We do, and its in the safest place it could be under the protection of the best person to guard it."
"Dumbledore is the best person to guard it." McGonagall said bristling in indignation. "I must insist that you tell me who it is that has it so that we know how to retrieve it and to setup a guard for it." Harry snorted at this. "Something you want to say Mr. Potter?"
"Your defenses to guard something were blown apart by a group of 1st years using logic last time. So, why should we believe that anything you'll do is going to be any safer or stronger the next time around?" Harry pointed out to the witch who glowered at him, but nodded in agreement.
"Sorry, can't do that, its safer if no one else knows where it is, besides the current guardian of the all seeing Eye of Agmotto doesn't like uninvited guests very much."
"Very well." The witch said tersely. "Mr. Potter, will you at least keep your head down?"
"I'll try." The boy said grudgingly, though there was a hint of defiance in him as well.
"Very well, according to your notes you have detention everyday this week."
"We'll deal with it." Peter said, cutting Harry off before he could explode, "since you don't have the guts to fight for what's wrong."
"Mr. Parker, are you trying to push my patience?"
"He calls it like he sees it, he's brutally honesty of the situation as he sees it a lot of the time, and it has gotten him into trouble before." Kitty told the teacher, as she buffed her nails against her robe.
"I see, Potter do you at least understand what they refuse to acknowledge or at least submit to? Didn't you listen to Dolores Umbridge's speech at the start of term speech Potter?"
"Yeah, she ranted about progress for, um well it meant that the Ministry is trying to take over Hogwarts."
McGonagall glared disappointedly at Harry before she opened the door to the hustle and bustle of students. "Well I'm glad you listen to Hermione Granger at any rate." She huffed at the teen pointing the three of them out of the office. "I'll be sure to share this tidbit of information with Albus later. Mr. Parker, Miss. Pryde." The two shrugged the warning off, as they melted into the crowd with ease while Harry trudged along on his own.
McGonagall closed her door and thought about Parker he was much like those of his family, fighters till the end all of them. She hoped he knew what he was really getting into though, she doubted that the family could really stand having another member stuck in the long term ward of St. Mungo's for some reason or other, or even in Azkaban.
Okay last update for a while folks when I have another five or so chapters I'll start updating again. Don't forget to review.