Chap5

Selena sat up in her bed, looking around quickly, someone was in the room. She saw a shadow fall from the windowsill and looked over, her eyes falling on Callie, sitting in the open window in shorts and a tank top, the cold air raising goose-bumps on her arms. Her arms were wrapped around her legs and she was staring up at the sky, her eyes searching the stars, panic gracing her beautiful features.

Selena got up and walked over to her friend, settling down on the window sill, her back to the cold fall air. She saw the panic immediately erase itself from her face, replaced with empty numbness, detachment. Selena knew not to bother, she would only anger Callie, she merely hugged her friend and went back to bed, pulling the covers up over her shoulders to protect them from the freezing air that was flooding into the room. She watched Callie for another minute before closing her eyes and sleeping, missing the worried glance Callie shot in her direction as she clutched her left arm.

The next morning Selena woke to find Callie already out of bed and in the bathroom, she got up and entered the room to find the bathtub full, there sitting under the faucets was Callie, her white tank top soaked through, her shorts clinging to her hips, as Selena watched callie reached up and turned the water from freezing cold to scalding hot, hissing as it made contact with her skin. Selena knew only one person who could do this to the tough girl in front of her so she went over and sat down, just sitting next to the girl as she turned the water back to ice cold. Selena flinched as the icy water splashed her and gasped when the scalding water burned her skin, her small reactions seemed to have awaken Callie and she turned the bath off, sitting under the dripping faucets with a stony look on her face,

"I'm going to kill him."

She then got up and walked over the shower, grabbed a fluffy black towel and walked out of the room.

Selena watched her friend go,

"I don't doubt that, I don't doubt that."

Callie walked into the practice room to find everyone already gathered, they looked at her and immediately looked away, all recognizing the look on her face, Callie saw Eric throw Selena a questioning look, but Selena just shook her head.

"Hey Callie, what's the plan for today."

Callie turned her cold eyes on the fidgeting girl in front of her, Alexa nearly shook with fright.

"Hand to hand Combat."

It was that last thing that was said, the doors opened to reveal their students walking in, Callie set her cold eyes on each of them as they filed past her, one girl gave a slight shiver as she walked by while the boy named Neville nearly fainted.

"Everyone pass over your wands."

Everyone in the room stared questioningly at Callie, she just stared back, looking every person in the eye,

"Everyone pass over your wands."

Her voice was deadly quite and immediately ten wands were at her feet, she turned, all her fighters, except Carter, had thrown their wands at her feet, the creevey boy had followed suit and Luna lovegood was now wandless. Callie stared at everyone else who seemed rather reluctant to part with their means of defence. Callie held her hand out palm up and said in a quite voice, "wands"

Every wand in the room but her own flew into her hand, several people gasped and some stared, Callie merely threw the wands into the corner of the room, her's followed suit. She then turned to the teenagers,

"We will be doing hand to hand combat today, seeing as all of you are hopeless when it comes to magic. We will do demonstration then you will split off into your groups, Eric and I will take the first, Selena and Alexa the second, Keilly and Alyssa the third and Dakota and Ben can take the last one. Okay, dived up, my group, we are going to a different room so you there will be more room."

Callie turned and started for the door, Eric at her side when a voice stopped her,

"What group am I with?"

Callie turned to see Carter still standing in the shadows, leaning against the wall,

"Why don't you, just take the day off."

It was not a question and Carter scowled, walked over, grabbed his wand from the pile and stormed out the door. Callie turned and looked at Selena who was staring fixedly at the window, as if the grey sky fascinated her to no end.

"Okay lets go."

Eric strode forward and opened the door for her, she glided through without even looking at him, he then stepped through and the door closed right in Harry's face, he stopped himself right before he ran into the wooden frame, rolled his eyes and pushed it open, following Callie and Eric as they lead them down, down, down, all the way to the dungeons. They walked down another flight of stairs and Harry found himself in the darkest, dankest place he had ever been in the castle, excluding the chamber of secrets. He followed Callie as she walked through another door, entering a circular room with torches lining the wall, the floor was solid stone, not at all cushioning and the walls were in the same fashion. He quickly looked at his fellows, Hermione looked shocked, Ron slightly queasy and the others looked more or less the same. Ginny shivered slightly and walked over to a wall, she had never really been comfortable in the dungeons, it made her feel like she was in the chamber again.

"Okay, Harry, Ron, Hermione, you're with me, Ginny and Daphne, you're with Eric."

Harry looked at Callie, her cold uncaring eyes and her tense posture, there was no way he would ever win a fight against her. Ron gave a loud gulp next to him and shuffled forward, Hermione following him more confidently, her eyes bright at the idea of learning something new.

"Okay, lets just see what your positions should be."

Callie lunged at Ron who automatically ducked down and held his hands out in front of him in fists. She then turned to Hermione, swinging out with her leg in a high kick. Hermione dropped to the ground in a crouch, one hand out in front of her the other planted on the ground. Callie then turned to Harry, she dove into the air and did a flip, kicking out with her left leg at his stomach, Harry instinctively moved back, sliding one foot behind him and leaning back.

"Okay good, Ron you should start in a boxer pose, Harry and Hermione, you are more Karate."

Ron looked slightly put out at being different from his friends, put his sad look was quickly replaced with fear as Callie told him he was first. He walk forward awkwardly, looking back at harry with a terrified face.

Callie walked forward and grabbed his hands, placing one out in front of his face and the other right next to it, she curled his fingers into fists and then bent down, moving his legs into the right spot. Ron gulped and his breathing quickened for a minute, then slowed as she backed away, Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Okay, so I'm just going to come at you and you try to hit me." Callie sounded like it was a highly unlikely outcome. She slid into her fighting position, one leg back with her left arm in a fist by her ear, her right extended forward, two fingers extended.

She lunged forward, headed straight for Ron who ducked and dodged, Callie swerved away and went in again, sliding and kicking at his feet, Ron tried to kick her like a soccer ball and she grabbed his leg, flipped him over and sent him crashing to the ground.

"You're thinking about it too much, just let your instincts take over, you need to want to hurt me."

Ron looked at Harry from the ground, his eyes portraying Harry's thoughts, This girl was absolutely mental.

"Get up and try again, lets see if you can hold for at least, 5 seconds."

Hermione giggled softly, shoving her fist in her mouth to hide her laughter. Callie slid into her stance again, zeroing in on Ron who seemed to look like a small frightened child next to her. He put his fists up again and tried to focus on the girl in front of him, he watched as she dove in and swung out with his fist, watching as it should have connected with her head but instead swung through empty air, he looked around in surprise to see Callie already standing a little ways away, smiling slightly,

"That's the idea. You need to want to hurt me, you need to want to see me in physical pain. What would make you want to kill me?"

Ron thought for a second,

"If you were a death eater that had hurt my family, or Voldemort."

Harry watched as Callie smiled a cruel smile, she glanced over to where Ginny was fighting Eric, she seemed to be better at martial arts then her brother. Harry watched Callie un zip her sweatshirt, exposing her bare arms, her bare left rm. Hermione gasped and Harry felt rage boil within him, there, on her left arm, was the dark mark. Except this time, there was something else, three long scars went right through it, vertically, as if someone had tried to scratch it off. He watched as Callie walked over to Eric and Ginny, placed herself in front of the red head and punched her right in the stomach. Ginny flew back wards, letting out a loud 'oof' as the air whooshed out of her body.

Harry felt his blood boil, rage burned in side him, Eric just watched as Ginny hit the ground and gasped for air.

Callie walked back over to ron and stood in front of him, Ron was very red in the face,

"Try and hit me."

Ron swung out suddenly with his left but switched at the last minute to his right, Callie dodged both swings and danced backwards, a smile on her face. Harry was to busy watching Eric lean over Ginny, a joking smile on his face, he said something and Ginny laughed, getting up slowly. Why wasn't he trying to help her. Harry was immediately brought back to Ron's fight as the ground shock slightly, he turned to see Ron lying flat on his back, gasping for air.

"Better, still wouldn't save you though."

She motioned for Ron to move over and turned to Harry, he stepped forward and slid into his pose, barely noticing as she darted in and kicked his legs out from under him, his eyes were still glued to Ginny who was laughing about something with Eric. He saw Callie staring at him and jumped up, feeling a bruise forming on his hip. He tried for five minutes to hit her but didn't get any closer than Ron, after his seventh time hitting the floor Callie motioned for Hermione to come forward, Hermione moved in with a wary look on her face. She slid into position and kept her eyes glued to Callie, so far she was doing better than both Harry and Ron.

Callie watched as the girls eyes changed color slightly, the brown darkened ever so slightly it was almost un noticeable, but it was there. Callie smiled, so the girl had blood lust, perfect. She dodged in a performed a high kick, Hermione dropped into a split and rolled away. She jumped up and kicked out randomly t Callie, Callie merely stepped aside and jumped towards the girl, Hermione twirled out of the way but Callie's foot caught her in the gut, sending her flying backwards. Hermione hit the ground with a thud but jumped up again, swinging out at Callie, she missed again and callie caught her fist, twisting it painfully, forcing Hermione to turn her back to her. Callie placed one foot in between her shoulder blades and felt the muscles tense, she stood aside as Hermione ripped her arm free and whirled around, Callie once again kicked out, sending the girl to the floor with a small crunch of bones, Hermione gave a sharp gasp and rolled onto her stomach, cradling her wrist, she got up and walked over to the door, still holding her wrist to her body protectively. Callie ran over and planted herself in between the injured girl and the door, and evil smile on her face.

"Who told you we were done?"

Hermione's eyes narrowed and she jumped back as Callie kicked out. She twirled to the side and grabbed the doorknob, hissing as her injured hand bobbed with the motion. She darted out the door and Callie let her go, smiling.

"Are you bloody insane!"

Callie turned to see two enraged boys coming towards her, she just smiled and put on a innocent expression, hoping she might finally get a good fight out of them.

"You broke her wrist!"

Callie shrugged and waited for further explanation, that couldn't be all they were angry about, magic could heal that in a second.

"Does Dumbledore know you're a death eater?"

Callie turned to look at Harry, brown eyes meeting green.

"Ex-Death eater, and yes he does, it's one of the reasons he hired me."

Harry looked ready to fight her, but much to her disappointment, she saw him push his anger aside.

"I can't believe anyone would trust you, you're probably going to go home to your master after this class and tell him you're picking off the students one by one, you are pathetic."

Those were the last words Harry could get in before he was thrown across the room, he hit the wall and fell to the ground, gasping for air, he felt himself lifted up and he looked into the enraged eyes of the girl in front of him, he had made a big mistake, he felt her fist sink into his stomach four times before he was allowed to fall back to the ground, left in a heap, he heard the door close and opened his eyes, Ron, ginny and Daphne were gathered around him, Eric glared at him from the doorway before leaving, slamming it behind him. Some dust fell from the ceiling as the door nearly fell to splinters.