Rest of the Ride, New Teachers, and Harry Tells Someone!

When the train started up again, rumors spread like a wildfire about what happened with the Dementors. Some of them were that they tried to Kiss Harry. A prominent one is that the new professor drove it away. Others were that Harry got rid of it. Oh, if only they knew.

Back with the four students and the teacher, the two boys were out of the compartment, letting the three girls get changed into their school robes. Harry was… hesitant about telling them what happened. He just said that he worked over the summer, learning new magics. This made Hermione eager, yet she was disappointed when Harry didn't elaborate.

Meanwhile, the two wizards are chatting idly. You know, what they did over the summer, who they like. Teen stuffs. They didn't do much over the summer. Well, Ron at least. Harry came up with a lie that he used accidental magic which shattered all the glass in the Dursley's before he made way to the Leakey Cauldron. This made both laugh, saying that they deserved it.

When the witches in the compartment finished changes, the two teens walked in. The three witches were giggling when they came in, but shut up when they saw Harry. As oblivious as ever, and like every male main character ever, Harry didn't notice. Well, he could have with the Nukalavee's hearing, but he was focussed on talking with Ron to do it.

The four of them introduced themselves to the older witch. The pale woman introduced herself as Remus Jane Lupin. Harry smiled when he heard the name. He thought that she was familiar, yet he couldn't place where.

Just then, the joy was suddenly sucked out of the room. However, it wasn't a Dementor. It was something worse. A lot worse

"Well well, if it isn't Potty, Weasel and the Mudblood" came a drawling voice from the entrance of the compartment. Hermione, Ron and Remus reached for their wands. Harry just held a hand up. They hesitantly stopped, waiting to see what Harry will do. He just stood.

"Ah, Draco. How are you?" he asked, smiling as if greeting an old friend. Draco just scowled.

"Shut it, you filthy half-blood" he said, giving Harry the stink eye. This made Crabbe and Goyle snicker in the background. The trio behind Harry reached for their wands, but, yet again, Harry flagged them down with a raised hand.

"Now now, Draco. We don't have to be so… hostile… do we?" he asks, raising an eyebrow. He made sure to shift his eyes to blood red, them glowing like demons behind his glasses. This makes Draco pale and gulp nervously.

"T-This isn't over, Scar Head! I hope Sirius Black does catch you!" he says before he made what most call a tactical retreat, though he was just running away with his tail between his legs.

Harry smiled as he sat, though he frowned as he realized what Draco said.

"Who's Sirius Black?"

Somewhere in the Forbidden Forest, a big, black dog with shaggy, dirty and matted fur sneezed, shaking its great head before bounding off towards the direction it was heading.

Hours later, Harry and Co. walk off of the Express, gathering their things from their compartments. Remus bid them farewell and that they would see each other soon - directed more towards Harry than anyone - before making her way to the castle of Hogwarts.

The group of four teens walked towards where the other upper classman. Harry waves towards Ruby Hagrid, a giantess of a woman, who was leading the first years to the boats that would take them across the Black Lake for the scenic view.

The quartet walked to carriages, which were pulled by what seemed to be black skeletal Pegasi. Thestrals, if he remembers from what Newt Scamander said. He would have to check up on it. He decided to voice his thoughts.

"Hey, guys? What are those things?" he asks as they get closer. Ron and Hermione give him confused looks, though a second year nearby, along with Jackie and a couple of older students, all stop and look at him with shock. The second year asks.

"You can see them too?" she asks in a curious, airy tone. Her voice was distant, as if she was dreaming. Her eyes showed that she was… partially vacant.

"Well, how can I not see a beautifully creepy creature pulling the carriages?" he said as he gestured to them.

"They're called Thestrals" the second year blonde says. "They can only be seen by people who have seen death" she states before going to her carriage. Harry furrows his brow at that. He just shrugs it off.

He was about to sit down when two tall, lanky red-headed look alikes wrapped their arms around his shoulders.

"Hello there -" said the first one, Fred, who's bangs are in a side-swipe to the left.

"- Harry-kins! We -" said the second, George, who's bangs were the same, but swept to the right instead.

"- heard that you encountered Malfoy -" the first continued. This was common for them, interrupting and continuing each other's sentences.

"- on the train, and gave him a run for his -" they were using twin-speak, which they used to confuse so many people. It did not help that they were almost identical in every way.

"- Galleons!"

"And we overheard that he was swearing revenge! What will you do?" the twins finished their statement and question in unison, moving an imaginary microphone from their mouths and points them to Harry. Harry laughed at their antics, as well as some of the other students.

"Well, Gred and Forge, for all I care, Malfoy can go shit on a cat(1)" he says as he grins, sitting in the carriage. Everyone froze for a second, processing what Harry just said before everyone started laughing as hard as they can.

Hermione and the blonde were giggling like little school girls. Fred and George are on the ground, laughing so hard they're crying and clutching their guts. Ron was wheezing as he laughed, making everyone laugh harder. Jackie was crying so hard as she rolled all over the ground. Harry was still just grinning.

When they arrived at the front doors of Hogwarts, Harry was happy to see the magnificent castle again.

However, when he tried to enter, he was instantly blasted back by some unknown energy. Instinct kicks in as his eyes glow red, him moving his body so that he lands in a parkour roll, his left hand shifted partly, the bony claws extending from his fingers as he holds his wand in his right. No one could see his eyes or the claws, unless they looked for it.

He found no danger, so he shifted his hand back and sheathed his wand. He shrugged when people asked what happened, as he didn't really know. He looked to the ground at the doors to the front gates. It was a… line of salt? He furrowed his brow. Why would someone put salt in a perfect line? He shrugged and made sure that he wasn't shifted at all as he tried again. He did go through, but winced as he felt immense pain from his scar. It was very brief, but it left him gasping a bit.

The Sorting has been a very quick affair. Not as many students this year, it seemed.

He sat at his usual spot at the Gryffindor table, waiting for Headmaster Dumbledoor say his speech. He wouldn't have to wait long.

"Hello, all. To the new comers this year, my name is Albus Dumbledoor, the Headmaster of Hogwarts. This year, we are hoping to have a great great year, so much so that everyone will forget what happened last year" he said, the Great Hall silent as they listened. "This year, we will be getting three additions to the staff. First, is Remus J Lupin," Remus from the train stood and waved, her pale, alabaster skin looking a lot healthier than the last time they met. "who was hired for Defense of the Dark Arts. The second and third are brothers. They are famous to some of America, as they have saved many lives. Their names are Samuel and Dean Winchester" two young men, one with long shoulder length hair and a clean-shaven face, and the other with short, military style hair with a bit of stubble along his jaw, stood up and waved, the longer haired one having a nervous smile on his face, while the shorter one having a lopsided grin that resembled Harry and Jackie's a bit. "who have been hired for Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers, Samuel for theory, Dean for practical. However, this version is very new and for hunting and killing beasts who harm others. Yes, this course is voluntary, and, yes, it is Muggle based" he said as he finished up the introductions of the new teachers.

"Right now, Samuel and Dean will explain what will be happening throughout the year" he said as he sat down.

The long hared man cleared his throat. "Hello, I'm Sam, and this is my brother Dean. We're what you would call, for a lack of a better term, monster hunters" this causes murmurs to start along the hall. The most prominent is, what can a Muggle do to a monster that a wizard or witch can't?

"Yeah, we hunt the baddies of the night so you guys can sleep easy" said the shorter haired man, Dean. "We fought all kinds of creatures. Demons, vampires, zombies, gods, jinn, Wendigo, skin-walkers, ghosts. We have literally been to hell and back, met angels, killed angels, I even punched a Cupid!" he said, grinning happily. Most were in disbelief that those things didn't even exist, much less they fought them. However, some believed them, such as Harry.

With his Animagus senses, he could "see" that these guys were the real deal. Steady heart-beats, if not a bit low than average, and he can smell that they had all sorts of different material charms on their bodies.

One of the students, a Slytherin, shouted to them. "How can we know if you're telling the truth?!" this caused half of the Hall to shout in agreement. The two new teachers had a silent conversation between the two of them, using body language to do so.

Sam sighed and ran a hand through his hair, saying "Christo" aloud.

A sudden shout of pain came from the Hufflepuff table, causing everyone to turn their heads to the table.. One of the students, a first year, winced as he pricked his finger with a pin that went to a medal he won a while ago. When he opened his eyes, he glared at Sam, his eyes flashing an inky black. This causes the two men to vault over the table and rush over. Everyone scooted away from the Hufflepuff who was trying to run away. However, he couldn't, as he was tripped by something grabbing his leg. He landed face first and was knocked unconscious.

Dean was confused and looked to see what tripped him and saw an inky-black, human looking hand and arms, stretched beyond possibility, quickly retract from under the table. It blended into the stone as it moved. Dean followed the arm until his eyes met emerald green. The green eyes winked and the owner of the eyes put a finger against his lips.

"Hey, Sammie, we should do a fast exorcism" he said as he looked to his brother, who tied the Hufflepuff up. Sam nodded and put a gag into the boy's mouth. He then grabbed some chalk and drew a big sigil and grabbed a thick tome. He read a passage in Latin, which causes the boy to grunt and twitch in pain. This went on for about a minute and a half until the boy's body went stock-still and thick, black smoke came from the boy's mouth, before escaping through the window.

"There. We just exorcised a demon, and saved a student. Does that help?" Sam asked and the Hall nodded.

"Now, with that out of the way, let the feast commence!" he said as the food appeared. Everyone dug in.

Once dinner and dessert was done, Harry stood to leave, but was called by two teachers to stay behind.

"Mister Potter/Kid, come here" said Professor Minerva McGonagall and Professor Dean Winchester. They looked at each other and blinked.

Harry shrugged and told his friends that he'd meet up with them later. He walked to the two adults. "Yes, Professors?" Dean stepped aside, being polite to the Scotswoman. She nodded in appreciation.

"Yes, Mister Potter. It's about your extra credit. Did you complete it? If so, what is your form?" she asked directly. Harry tensed a bit.

"Um… something… unique and dangerous…" he says as he shuffles his feet. This causes interest in the two adults.

"Oh? What is it?" asked Minerva.

"U-Um… a N-Nukalavee…" he said, stuttering a bit, averting his eyes. Because he did this, he didn't see the two teachers to pale considerably.

(1) A quote from YouTuber Dathi de Nogla, in a GMod Hide & Seek video, where he tells H2O Delirious that he can "go shit on a cat"