Harry Potter and the Half Bloods

by Agent Reptile

A different take on the Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince. Mostly a Harry Potter, Gold Digger, and a few secret series crossover. Rated for later chapters containing blood, violence, and death of certain characters. Please read and review.

8. Chapter 7

Harry Potter and the Half Bloods chapter 7

By Agent Reptile

Disclaimer: not to seem lazy but for the purposes of secrecy I will only say that those who own some of the stuff in this fic have the rights to them and the stuff that they don't own is mine.

"Alright here we are again with a start to an new chapter of Harry Potter afnd the Half Bloods." Spea said as she walked into view. "This is my first time being a real part of the introduction and I have to say that it's a pleasure to finally getting the opportunity to talk to all of my mate's readers."

The werewolvine smiled as she into focus. Dressed in the red and black of Solinoid dress uniform, or rather an unstable molecular fabric variant of such to allow for her hybrid form's greater size, Spea generally looked very happy to be starting this work.

Taking a moment to adjusted the hem of her dress uniform and pull it taunt, Spea also adjusted her gloves a little and continued. "I know that it's been a while since this has been updated but I've got to say that my beloved has been very busy recently with his occupation and several real-life situations being very distracting to the creative process. Don't worry though, he's always working hard on his stories so that his loyal fans can continue to enjoy his fanfiction."

"Well I won't keep you much longer, since I'm really anxious to go with the rest of the girls to try out something called 'ice scatting' that you can only do certain times of the year." Spea looked very thoughtful for a second.

"You know back before we got to the planet you call 'Earth' or to us 'Terra', ice was one of the most terrifying things around because it meant that the ship's heating system wasn't working and could lead to a freezing death. Now all it means is that the ambient temperature outside has reached below water's freezing point and can look really beautiful after a snowfall. Well I'll let the story start because I'm done. Bye."

Spea was running as she pulled on her big jacket and carried a pair of bladed shoes on her back.

"Hey I'm coming hold on; don't start the lesson without me."

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It was early afternoon at Hogwarts as Harry, Hermione, and Ron were making their way around the castle to their next class. The mid-day sun just barely able to get thought the thick cloud cover that seemed to hover overhead like a blanket and looked close to opening up with rain and our three heroes were trying their best to hurry inside before getting caught in a downpour.

"Well at least it looks like we're going to get another day off of running around the bloody castle mates?" Ron smiled as he adjusted the weight of his books in his arms and smiled as he had cleverly deduced that with the lack of sunlight and inclement weather that they were going to have an easy day in their DADA class.

While Ron had made the very logical conclusion, he had forgotten that easy no longer existed in the vocabulary of Defense Against Dark Arts. The other teenagers just looked at one another as they remembered the last time that they had to take DADA while it rained, more specifically they were remembering how a certain Brenda Maximov had taken Malfoy down without the use of magic.

Sadly this was when it hit Hermione like a freight train that this class would likely not be as easy as that time due to the fact it was doubtful that another attempt would be made on the DADA professor's wife, or at least the brunette hoped not. Regardless of how infatuated Ron seemed with Professor Brianna or the subject that she taught, Hermione wasn't about to hold Brianna's natural beauty against her for causing Ron to have juvenile fantasies about the blond woman.

Harry's mind, however, was more focused on the pragmatic position of just what new and dangerous killing machine was going to be used against him as a teaching tool this time. After the last time with the use of the harmless sounding "tooth faeries" one could only hazard to guess what dangerous things that the class was going to deal with today.

*Flashback*

It was earlier in the week in the most infamous class in all of Hogwarts. Within the dark room we find that the Gryffindors and the Hufflepuffs were waiting for the class to begin when the door opened and two of the tallest men at Hogwarts came in with two very large metal boxes.

"Thank you Hagrid, I'll take if from here." Professor V.G.K. Maximov said as he set the metal box that he was hauling on the ground.

"Right. You sure that none of these little guys are going to be hurt right?" Hagrid said with great tribulation. "I mean after that bat thing that you brought from South America..."

"Hagrid that was an actual demonic entity with was part of the armies of darkness. You knew that it was going to be destroyed long before I ever had it brought to this school. These little things are magical in nature, but no more evil that a hive of yellow jackets."

Hagrid set the other metal container on the ground next to the one that the DADA professor carried in and shook his head. The half giant seemed to have a heavy heart as he looked at the strange containers.

"They will be fine Hagrid." The male professor Maximov sighed as he slapped Hagrid on the back and led him out the door. "You can pick them up and release them back to the reserve on Saturday. Now I have a class to teach and so do you soon so I'll see you in a few hours. Fair?"

"Yea that's fair, especially since yea were so nice and got me mah own dragon of sorts."

"Right. Just remember what I told you about caring for it."

"And keep the little love away from people so it won't bite them. No problems." Hagrid weakly smiled as he left the classroom.

Vlad shut the door, locked it. Unsheaving the Soul Reaver from it's scabbard and gripping it tightly with his right hand, the professor seemed to concentrate hard as the eyes of sword once more flashed with blue white radiance. This time however, the length of the blade developed a ethereal blue aura that seemed to be flowing around the weapon, but the students couldn't tell just how the energy was moving around.

After a very brief moment to let the power built up around the terrifying form on the Soul Reaver, Vlad swung it around in a few arks as if getting the feel of his mighty sword then grasped the grip with both hands and sharply thrust the blade down onto the stone floor of the classroom. The invincible nature of the Soul Reaver and the wards protecting the castle preventing any damage from happening to either the blade or the floor, but the spell from the Reaver instantly lit up the area like a supernova.

Several of the students had to avert their eyes as a bright blue tidal waver of power rushed from the floor and cascaded around the entirety of the room so that in mere moments the unknown energy reached it's antipole point and flashed at the opposite end of the room.

"Okay rooms all set." Professor Maximov smiled as he took the Soul Reaver in his right hand and returned it to its scabbard on his back.

"Uh professor I thought that the rooms were all warded and guarded from all known dangerous beasts and spells." a certain Wayne Hoppkins asked.

"While what you said is one hundred percent correct Wayne, you probably don't realize that nobody bothered to ward these rooms for things that can get out. Believe me what are in these containers shouldn't ever be able to escape to the rest of the campus." Vlad squatted down to the sides of the containers and proceeded to adjust certain dials causing a series of clicks to resound through the room.

"Now I heard that a certain predecessor of mine in a fit of stupidity unleashed a swarm of pixies that were supposed to be 'dark'." Vlad said as he stood up again and made his way to the students and started waving his hands ushering the teenagers out of their chairs and towards the front of the room.

"While that was in of itself brain-dead level stupid, it did give me an idea with something of approximate size to pixies but far more dangerous. We will be using these creatures to test your reflexes, defense spell knowledge, as well as your tactics and teamwork."

As the students formed a loose semicircle around their teacher, they couldn't help but wonder what terror was about to be unleashed upon them.

"Uh professor, what exactly are in those metal boxes?" Nevile Longbottom asked as he nervously gripped his wand.

"Glad you asked Nevile." The professor's fanged smile was now really unnerving. "Carcodonfae, but more commonly known as tooth fairies."

The metal boxes began to expand as the tops started to pop up and break away as the horrible sound of quick chopping was matched with the noise of fluttering wings.

"Wait you mean the balls of light that search under your pillow at night and leave money for your teeth? How is that dangerous?" Hermione asked, completely stumped by what was actually about to be released on them.

"Not those tooth faeries kid. 16th century black forest tooth faeries. Fast as lightning and voraciously hungry these monsters love the taste of calcium. So while they are known for attacking the organs of their prey, they love to feast on the teeth and bones of creatures they attack."

It took a moment for all of this to actually sink into the heads of most of the students; some of whom were still getting used to this particular instructors radically different view on how one should be prepared

Vlad commented as he checked his watch.

"Your challenge is to last for ten minutes. I suggest that you start using Repel and hold on for a wild ride."

The students were all aghast for several seconds wondering what the hell their professor was thinking.

"What are you bloody insane?" Hermione asked facing her professor with utter rage. Even the fake Alaster Moody wasn't crazy enough to unleash potential man eaters in a class without safeguards. "This is is as insane as the bloody Tri-wizards Tournament." The brunette cried as she saw the little blue monstrosities carefully creep out of their container in the same manner as army ants rising from their nests.

"True Ms. Granger. But no amount of lecturing or training will replace real life experience. And the last place you want to see if all the lectures you've had paid off is your first day in the field." As the professor completed his sentence, the toothed flying monsters took notice of the students.

Switching between wanting kill the professor and wanting to save their own lives, the assembled students drew their wands at the mass of voracious killers coming towards them. It was at this time that some of the students remembered what exactly their professor had said and thrust their hands into the air, thus creating bright shimmering blue shields to envelope them in seconds.

It was unfortunate that not everyone caught on with this, even after their teacher had told them essentially exactly what to do. A scad few students were still using shield spells from their wands, which suffered from the problems of only guarding one front from attack and requiring ones full attention to use.

It was one distracted Gryffindor who was quickly becoming the biggest target as he attempted to merely use the Patronus spell that he had learned last year under Harry Potter. After all if the famous Harry Potter could get through using just that spell, then so could he.

Thankfully it was the Hufflepuff nearest him who took notice that part of the attacking tooth faeries where now going behind the assembled student body and rush tackled the oblivious student to the ground as the tooth faries missed their target.

"What was that for mate?"

"Watch your back yea twit, this isn't a supposed to be a duel it's a bloody slaughter." The Hufflepuff said as he as able to cast a dome spell which caused the incoming targets to slam hard into an impenetrable defense and bounce into the air.

Getting back on their feet, the two students used what limited time they had before they were attacked again to summon the powerful repel spell and thus, for the moment, completely guarded from the perpetual assault from the irate fae.

Unable to feed their voracious appetite, the blue insectoid creatures grew enraged and doggedly attacked again and again at the impenetrable energy barrier now guarding each student.

If this had been last year the students may of just assumed that this was a waiting game and just let the beasts butt their heads against the shield till the class was over. This was not last year, this was not too dissimilar from the year before that, and it was definitely not from four years ago. Drilled into the students' heads this year was not only the strength's of spells, but also their inherent weaknesses.

A vast number of students from both houses had taken the initiative and started using the one-way nature of Repel's defense and were forcing the fay back as far as they could with everything from Patronus to elemental energy blasts and basic concussion bolts. Those students that weren't taking a proactive approach...well lets just say that they were in for a shock the moment that the light blue energy of the defense began to wain.

"Expelliomus." Hermione cried as she noticed her house mate's shield was nearly gone and the tooth faries were about to make a meal out of the poor fool who had been caught completely off guard and tried to use his wand in a last ditch effort to save himself.

"Ah thanks." Ron said as he rose to his feet and quickly rose his hands over his head to recast the spell. Other followed in suite as one by one the brief period of five minutes ran out for the Repels cast at the start of the lesson.

Surprisingly it was not Harry was was standing out so much this day, but rather Neville Longbottom. Without even thinking of what he was doing, the one time joke of all Hogwarts was making sure that his comrades where protected as they had to recast their spells.

Fortunately for Neville, Harry was watching his house mate's back and knocked several of the chattering darting blue carnivores away with the use of broad attacks that hit multiple targets rather than just knocking the fay out of the sky one by one.

This continued assault went on for a few more minutes before the metal boxes started to chime like alarm clocks. As the noise rattled out from the housings the fay had been released from in the first place, tendrils of green energy lashed out and caught every single fairy. Instantly stunned, contained, and defeated, the tooth fairies were reeled back into their containers like landed open-mouth bass.

With an odd sucking sound which reminded the students like drains in the bathroom, the last of the flying monsters were safely locked away in their metal containers.

The Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs were all exhausted and some were almost ready to keel over and pass out.

"Good." The resounding voice of the professor once more was heard through the room. Stepping out from the shadows in a manner which none of the assembled class, even Hermione, could explain, V.G.K. Maximov once more was in the room. Leaving the students blinking as to what had actually happened, the blue electrical energy that had spread across the room was returning. This time, however, the bolts seemed to be sparking randomly with occasional flares of intense brightness or mere sparks like a dull flashlight.

"Professor what exactly is going on?" Hermione asked as the energy seemed to just fade away a few seconds more.

"That would be the spell I cast over the inside of the room running out as we return to normal time/space." The professor smiled as he pulled out a cooler from behind his desk and popped it open.

"I hope that you all enjoyed our little practical today, since this was the closest you will ever get to a 'pop quiz' I will ever give in this class. For your benefit I used my powers to slow time for ourselves relative to the rest of the school, which is why this only went on for about ten minutes while the class is nearly over. Everyone make sure to take at least one of these electrolyte drinks to replenish yourselves and some of the sports food to refuel." The professor announced as he started tossing the items to his class.

"Good job today everyone. Now I'll have to think of something really hard for your next assignment...maybe a gorgon or two would work." The students just groaned as they took the food and drink and made their way out of the room. Well most of them anyway.

Hermione stayed behind for a second, just because she caught something the teacher had said at the beginning of class.

"Professor, is it true that you got Hagrid his own dragon?" The brunette asked in borderline fear.

"In a manner, but not the beasts you call dragons since I know that those are illegal to own and way too dangerous to have around people. Nor a true dragon which are polymorphic in nature and would take only one to totally obliterate this castle." Vlad said as he handed the girl a granola bar.

Thinking for a second on what the heck the American had said, Hermione shock her head and decided to think about it later.

"Then what animal did you get Hagrid sir?"

Professor Maximov smiled witty, which in truth disturbed the young lady greatly for some reason that she couldn't even figure out.

"What I was able to get him as a thank you for allowing me to do this demonstration was a small Varanus komodoensis hatching from the Atlanta zoo, thanks to some fast talking from my darling wife to the head of the reptile house. He's keeping it in a special habitat where it can grow healthy and strong without becoming a hazard to students." The daywalker popped open the sports drink while he said this and tossed his head back as if he was taking in the contents of a shot glass.

"Excuse me but a what professor?" Hermione asked incredulously as she, being a complete know-it-all, couldn't believe what the professor had just told her.

"Varanus komodoensis, or as it's more commonly know Ms. Granger...a Komodo Dragon. It's the largest living non-magical lizard alive today and can be even more vicious than the beasts your pal Harry dealt with a while back...but can't shoot fire out of it's mouth or anything like that."

"I know what it is sir, but doesn't that beast have one of the most toxic bacteria swarming in it's mouth?" Hermione said in shock. "What if it gets out and attacks someone?"

"Ms Granger it's in a terrarium safe and sound from the rest of the castle and since the animal is exothermic and from the tropics it wouldn't fair well outside of it's artificial habitat." Vlad said as Hermione headed for the door to meet her friends.

Stopping suddenly, Hermione turned around and asked.

"Just wondering, but how in the world do you know so much about non-magical animals Professor? It's not something you've ever mentioned before?"

"Actually, I don't know all that much about them. Between you me, and the wall: it was my wife's idea and she told me everything about it." Hermione looked perplexed at her teacher before shaking her head, saying her farewells, and going off to her next class.

End Flashback

"I wouldn't place money on that bet Ron." Harry said as he rubbed the back of his hands where one particularly aggressive tooth fairy had repeatedly launched itself only to be deflected time and again by the Repel's shield. It still gave Harry an uneasy feeling, like a phantom memory.

It was at this moment that a specific blond haired woman who looked to be in her early twenties walked down the hall in one of the shortest garments anyone had seen worn on the castle grounds since the founding of the school. Brianna Diggers Maximov was currently toweling the sweat off her face as she made her way down the hall towards one of the bathrooms with a shower.

This was the first time that Ron had gotten a good look at his teacher's body close up...well there was that dress she was wearing at the beginning of the semester but that didn't show nearly as much as the bicycle shorts, tank top, and running shoes with ankle high socks.

The female Professor Maximov's shirt was drenched and clung to her body like a second skin. Immediately drawing the attention of the students was the fact that Brianna not only had excellent natural proportions in the ratio between her hip, waist, and shoulders, but that she also had some of the best defined muscles of any woman ever to enter Hogwarts.

Even Hermione, who was going to smack Ron for staring at the Professor's bosom (thankfully contained by a sports bra), couldn't help but stare at how powerful Brianna Maximov looked. Where Hermione had thought this Professor was nothing more than lucky with her brains and body, now the brunette had to admit Brianna actually worked hard for what she had.

Harry was the first to talk, as Brianna took the towel off her head and shook her hair in an attempt to get the sweat out of it. "Good afternoon Professor." Harry smiled as the got the attention of his teacher.

"Wha? Oh yea there you three." Brianna smiled, causing Ron to almost melt. "Getting ready for another class?"

"Uh yea...we have our Defense Against Dark Art's class in a while. Uh Professor why are you..." Harry asked as he looked Brianna up and down.

"Why I'm walking down the hall dressed like this and not in robes, not to mention why I look like I just ran the triathlon?" Brianna finished. "I got really board stuck in this castle in between lessons and felt that I was going to pot, so I hit the gym for a half hour to break the monotony."

"Well that's one way to occupy spar time." Hermione said as she looked at Brianna's arms and legs. Hermione had seen other girl's bodies before in the shower and such, and of course she observed her own body, but never had the brunette seen any female with a build like the spotty haired blond in front of her. Even a lot of the male students didn't have muscles as powerful looking.

Harry too had to admire his sex-ed teacher's form, if for no other reason than to admire the hard work she seemed to put into it. Till now the only ones Harry had seen with an interest in the upkeep of their bodies was his cousin Duddly, who had done so only to be an even greater bully, and the other Professor Maximov who was doing his damnest to turn the students of this school into lean mean fighting machines every single day. Brianna was different though, since she not only had loads of muscle but also very feminine curves that seemed to form in perfect unison with one another.

Harry had to admit it: Professor V.G.K. Maximov was one lucky man to have found such a woman as his wife and he would hate to be the guy who tried to break their family apart.

Getting back to the current conversation, Hermione asked a very simple and obvious question under just about any other circumstances would have made her look like a fool.

"Excuse me Professor, but where exactly is this gym supposed to be. I've never read about it in any history books about Hogwarts. Is it very occupied by any chance." The brunette's question was formed in equal parts from her curiosity of finding everything she could about everything, and the fact that she was feeling very overshadowed by Brianna's physique and felt the need to work out.

"It's actually easy to find, just go looking for the door on the opposite side of the hall from the groundskeepers office and you'll see it. And you know that other part was the strangest thing. You have a fully equipped gym with weight room, track, and swimming pool, and nobody seems to use the thing." Brianna said scratching the back of her head.

"I mean it's open for anyone to use, but I'm the only person who ever seems to do so, even if they didn't bother to build any showers nearby." Brianna wondered why both of those facts were true, but figured it wasn't her business if her fellow teachers decided to sit on their butts all day and not use their bodies for anything and sometimes stupid decisions are made for no reason.

"Uh what's a gym and what does it have to do with you dressed like that Professor?" Ron said as he finally got out of the stupor he was in.

"Gym is short for gymnasium, which is Greek for 'place to be naked' since all physical training activities in ancient Greece were done in the nude." Hermione said. "It was originally used to denote a place where young men would gain physical and mental education but has since been broken into two parts where gym denotes only the place where physical training takes place while gymnasium is used in Europe to denote a location for further education. In America though the two words are synonymous and indicate only a place where one exercises there body."

"Very good Hermione. I'd say five points for the cross-cultural knowledge would be appropriate." The lycanthropoid teacher said trying to remember all those rules Dumbledore had told her.

"Now to answer your question Mr. Weasely, the reason you don't see me walking the halls like this is I usually work out in the morning when my muffin's training you." Brianna's reply came as a well duh to the three students now looking at her.

"Unfortunately I had gotten behind on grading your papers, so I didn't have time this morning. And speaking of time you've got to get yourselves to your next class before you're late."

"Uh right sorry Professor." Harry said as he hurried his friends off to their class.

A little further down the hall...

"Mate did you see how bloody ripped she is?" Ron said as he nearly started going googly eyed.

"Yes Ron we all saw how muscular Professor Brianna is, now stop acting like a baboon in rut." Hermione said as wanted to trip Ron.

"Ah come on Hermione I'm not trying to snog with her or anything, especially with her husband being who he is." Ron said, doing his best to appease his irate girlfriend who was beginning to look like she wanted to smack him upside the head. "But did you see how she's so..."

"Yes we saw okay." Harry said, trying to stop his friend from making a total ass of himself. "Yes we know she's got muscles like Red Sonya, a bust line bigger than my blooming head, legs that go on and on, and a waist and hips of a freaking Barbie doll. Knock it off Ron!"

Harry, who had put up with his friend's comments for far too long, had finally had enough and decided to just shut Ron up. Yes Harry was completely awestruck by the spotty blond haired teacher's body and just how impossibly beautiful it was, but there was more to women than their bodies: there was also their minds, which Harry coincided Professor Brianna Maximov had one of the sharpest and strongest he'd known since she obviously knew what she was talking about in her class and had admitted she held many advanced degrees from the Muggle World.

And of course one couldn't forget about how much a gift a woman's heart was...and then again the current sex-ed teacher had that too since she admitted to paying for the student's books out of her own pocket to insure they had as accurate a source as possible. Then there was how she had acted when Nevile Longbottom had hit the ground that day. No one in all of Hogwarts had ever even tried to help the laughing stock of Gryffindor before, or really treated him much like a human being.

It pained Harry now that he realized that the only person who ever showed Nevile any respect was the very person who most of the students, and some of the staff, had had thought was nothing more than a sex-object. Really an insult to her as Harry thought about it.

Speaking of insults.

"Professor Maximov may I ask why you are out of your robes and dressed in such ridiculous garments?" The harping voice of the head of Gryffindor asked, completely in shock at how her college was appearing in public.

"And hello to you too McGonagall." Brianna said flatly, not really liking the attitude she had been given. "As I just finished explaining to my students, I used the gym and the builders forgot to install any showers nearby, so I'm making my way to on of the showers down this hall to clean and freshen up before I go to teach."

Brianna at this point was up to her neck in feeling sticky and stinky and really just wanted to take a shower, get dressed, and start teaching her first day of female sex-ed.

"Be that as it may, it still doesn't excuse you from being out of proper attire as a teacher at Hogwarts." McGonagall chided her less experienced coworker, to which Brianna just looked at her incredulously.

"Okay first of all there is no need to get on my case, because I am dressed in proper workout attire." Brianna said as she pointed to the Hogwarts crests on her shirt and shorts. "This is nothing more than an adult sized version of what the students wear every morning as my husband whips their behinds into shape." Brianna, who to her credit was still learning the fine art of discussion and would usually deal with a problem like this by making an off site sex comment...blipping underage student and rule of hiring contracts.

"Now if that is all, I'm feeling filthy I need to clean myself off before I go through the day with a serious case of B.O. so excuse me. If you have anything else to say please talk to me after my classes are over." Brianna decided just to walk off and deal with the uptight one after she had a chance to clean herself.

"Yes, very well." McGonagall had to relent that while the more athletic professor's attire did seem to be revealing and in certain circles provocative, one couldn't fault Brianna for the fact she was actually showing initiative and dedication to keep herself in shape.

The simple fact that the American happened to have a figure every single female member of the staff was envious about really showed more of their jealousy than anything Brianna was guilty of. McGonagall couldn't help but be a little jealous of the younger woman's physique though, as even in her youth the Head of Gryffindor was never that shapely or even close to it.

Thinking back this was the first time that McGonagall had seen anyone actually use the work-out area in Hogwarts since the Durmstrag students during the Tri-Wizard tournament, and then there were all the overweight teachers who only got exercise by waving their wands around... suddenly McGonagall had the overwhelming desire to take up jogging.

Sadly another Professor wasn't really paying attention to the conversation just held by his two co-workers....which was really not a wise choice.

"Ah Professor Maximov, I would have words with you concerning the way in which you..." The high and mighty voice of one Severus Snape were cut short by the slamming of the door to the woman's bath right in his face.

The irate head of Slytherin was about to blast the door open when Brianna opened the door again and grabbed the man on the shoulder and looked at him with great disdain.

"Whatever your problem is Professor Snape it will, just as Professor McGonagall's problem, wait until after I have showered, taught my next class, and have an opening in my schedule because quite frankly I have wasted enough time as is talking to everyone in the hall and need to wash myself or I will be in a very foul mood for the rest of the day."

The situation was a complete shock to Snape, as he had never been in a situation where a female of any sort was this forceful. Quite frankly he didn't know how to react to the very aggressive woman who looked like she was about to trottel him.

"Now that we have had this conversation I hope you have a good day and we will talk later." Brianna smiled as she let the greasy haired Englishman go and nearly slammed the door behind herself. It was the combination of being unbalanced and the sudden rush of air that caused a discombobulated Snape to slip and fall on his butt.

Snape just sat there for a few seconds, still in shock as to what had just happened. Finally was able to pick himself up and attempted to reclaim some of his dignity, all the while muttering explicatives and profanity under his breath directed towards "insane American overdeveloped uncivilized Neanderthals".

Brianna finally relaxed as she felt the warm steamy water wash the grim off her flesh. Truth be told she didn't mean to be rude to anyone, but damn it she needed a shower and was going to get one no matter who or what was in her way...even to the point she didn't even care if her muffin was there waiting for her in the nude. All the lycanthropoid wanted was to clean herself off and get to work. Followed by answering her co-workers questions, followed by grading papers, most definitely to be followed by a long session of stress releasing sex.

As the soapy water removed the grim and dirt from our favorite sex-ed catgirl, Brianna could feel herself becoming more and more of her upbeat and easy going self. This was especially true as the steamy water rushed through her hair, making it once more smooth and soft, to which the lycanthropoid took great delight in as she ran her fingers through her tresses.

Sadly Brianna was unable to indulge herself much longer as she knew she had to get back to her job as teacher and so cut off the flow of water and toweled herself dry. Pulling out a spare set of cloths from weapons space, a very good idea she feel upon after having spent one too many occasions while her husband and her were dating trying to find her garments after a long night of fun.

Pulling out her undergarments and robe from what looked like the small of her back, Brianna grabbed her wand and pointed it towards her head. As the wooden focus rose towards the female's brow, Brianna cause a jet of warm air to rush out of the tip accompanied by a strange whirling noise. By careful use of the aura magic her father instructed her in to create a small source of heat and a basic wind charm, Brianna had turned her wand into a make-shift hair-drier, smiling all the while.

When the best brainy blond in Hogwarts had finally completed her grooming and preening, gotten herself dressed, and putting a smile on her face, she had just enough time to get to her class, provided she had a little bit of speed.

Zoom

The mostly empty hallway was filled with the sound of a hyper fast catgirl who zipped through the open doorway of her classroom just as the last of her students sat down.

"Good morning class." The now cheery and smiley form of the teacher who's responsibility it was to break down all myths and falsehoods about sex going through the minds of her students....which wasn't going to be as easy as her last class because this time...

"This time I've got a room filled with female students, half of whom hate me because their boyfriends all have crushes on me, or the guy that these girls have crushes on are infatuated with me." Brianna thought to herself as a sweatdrop formed on the back of her head as she was right about the fact half the students didn't like her. That half happened to be most of the Slytherin students who all seemed to be scouring at Brianna.

"Well hello everyone. My name is Brianna Diggers Maximov and I'm going to be your sexual education teacher for the year." The blond flicked her wand causing the door to shut tight as she continued. "Now I know that you're wondering, just like the boys did before coming to this class, what I'm here to teach you. Well what I am not here to do is explain exactly how our bodies really work, and to give you the knowledge to protect yourself in your adult lives."

Brianna smiled as she once more started handing out the strange shiny books to her students who, as their male predecessors did before them, took them with a sense of uneasiness.

"Excuse me Professor, but protect us from what?" one particularly offended Slytherin who had been eying the professor with absolute disgust from the moment that Brianna had walked in the room. "Your oafish husband has been busting my behind every blooming day causing me nothing but pain in my muscles, lack of sleep and..."

SLAM!!!

Brianna, having quite enough of the student's badmouthing of her beloved other, slammed a large stack of the sexual education books she was carrying.

"You, me outside this classroom. Now." The irate teacher's voice was low and mensing as Brianna nearly yanked the student out of her desk and hauled her ass outside. Before leaving the room though, Brianna called back.

"Everyone take a book, turn to chapter four, and I will be back momentarily to start the lesson."

There was a very chilling feeling as the teacher took the blond girl out of the class and into the empty hallway.

"Okay I don't know what your problem is with me or my husband little lady but you will show me the respect I'm due as your teacher and never insult a member of my family again, especially one who doing everything he can to whip you into shape before getting thrown out into the cold hard world of adulthood." Brianna said, about ready to smack the girl.

"Now what is your name?" the lycanthropoid asked, itching for a reason to punish the girl.

"Pansy, Pansy Parkinson." The girl finally was able to almost spit out of her mouth, having for the first time really been berated by a superior.

"Alright Ms. Parkinson, what the heck is your problem with me and my family?" Brianna asked as she started to tap the floor with the tip of her shoe. "And keep in mind I'm very tempted to drag you before the Headmaster right now."

"Your....your bloody husband is a total nutter who has been breaking our bodies every day, your daughter has no respect for her betters, and finally after your first sex-ed class my boyfriend has had to hide his head in shame because you did something to him and now he won't even come near me." The irate Slytherin cried out. Sadly where she had intended to gain pity, she only caused Brianna to get even more pissed off and beginning to wonder just what in the hell was wrong with these kids.

"Fifty points from Slytherin." Brianna said blatantly uncaring as to her students grievances.

"Wha? But I..." Pansy asked, struggling to get her thoughts in order from the simple and straightforward reprimand.

"I think that I was very clear little lady. I just took fifty points from your house and I'm willing to do so again for the mouth you just gave me. Now as far as your 'boyfriend' goes, the only thing I did was give that spoiled brat a good spanking for the same reason I took points from you." Brianna smiled as she held complete control of the situation.

"Now if you don't want to loose any more points for your house, I suggest that when we go back to the classroom you will sit quietly and pay attention while I teach the lesson. If you have questions you will be able to ask, but if you dare outburst like you did before I will be forced to take more drastic measures. Now don't ever interrupt my class like that again, and don't even think about badmouthing my family in my presence or I will make sure that you will never be able to pass my class no matter what you try." As Brianna was about to lead Pansy back into the classroom, the student was in shock.

While Brianna calmly walked back into classroom, she once again was back to the smiley and happy catgirl she usually was.

"Sorry for having to leave you for a moment my students, but hopefully that won't happen again." Brianna took her instructor's book and began to show a detailed image of the internal workings of the female reproductive track.

"Now since most of you have already experienced all the things that we go through growing up...or most of us anyway, this part of the lesson will only be about what exactly happens to us and what we as women be doing to maintain our sexual health." Brianna said as she flicked her wand and caused the next slide to appear.

"Sad to say but you've been done a great disservice with the lack of health education at this school and the state of ignorance most adults seem to be on the subject. However, I hope to help rectify this problem so that you can live your lives free of worrying if what you know about your body is the truth or not."

Brianna then slide her wand towards the screen as words formed within each circled item of the anatomy shown to the class.

"As I told your male counterparts before: this is not a class on sexual practices, sexual history, or sexual morality. What I am going to be teaching you about is just the hard facts of your bodies, male bodies, how both work, the benefits of a healthy sex life as well as the dangers, and what you can do to limit your risks in the adult world." the sexy sex-ed teacher continued as she decided to take a load off her feet and sit at her desk.

"Now does anyone know what we are looking at?" The teacher asked her class, which seemed to become very quiet all of the sudden.

"Anyone? Come on we're all women here so we all have this." Brianna said as she tried to coax her students to answer.

"Uh professor we've never really had any human anatomy, but would that be the ovaries, womb, and vaginal region?" An uncertain Ravenclaw asked. "But I'm only guessing from the anatomy I've seen from magical creatures."

"Very good guess. And while you named everything correctly, the technical term for the womb is the uterus. Also you forgot the fallopian tubes and the cervix, however since you got most of these right I think that five points to Ravenclaw would be appropriate." The upbeat lycanthropoid mentioned as she clipped to the next slide.

"Now since we know what they are called, we shall go into detail as to what each part of our body is responsible for doing. Let us start with the ovaries." Brianna continued to teach her class with great detail for the next half hour, only pausing for questions her students had.

As the class began to end, Brianna was actually sad that she'd have to let these students go for a while.

"Well we covered everything I had planned to do today, and we got a few more minutes left. But I want you all to know that I had more fun with this class than with the guys, since you all seem more open with me than they were."

Immediately after this a hand from the Slytherin side shot up.

"Yes Ms.?"

"Bulstrude, Millicent Bulstrude professor. Are you sure that it was the fact that the teacher was a woman who knew more about their bodies than they did, or were they just staring at your over-inflated chest?" The Slytherin with less than perfect looks nearly growled.

This outburst caused everyone else in the class to gasp sharply, especially Draco's girlfriend who knew this new professor could be ruthless when it came to taking points for insulting her.

Brianna was miffed at that outburst, no question, but instead of beratting the student, Brianna smiled wirely.

"You are very right Ms. Bulstrude I do happen to have a pair of sizable mammary glands, but they certainly aren't 'over-inflated'. Nor is any other part of my body cosmetically augmented by either surgery or magic. What you see is what God made, though I'm responsible for the upkeep." Brianna smiled smugly.

"Now that we have established that I have the ideal female body as seen by men, let me tell you a few things about being a woman that you don't know. Yes one can change their outside to be more physically attractive, but what is more important is how confident you are in how you look. The more confident you are the more attractive you will be, and the one who makes you feel good looking is over a thousand times more important than the ones who don't notice you." Brianna said as she leaned over the edge of her desk.

"Now if you want tips on how to feel more confident and/or better show yourself off to attract some lucky guy's attention I'm more than willing to help you after classes." Having diffused any possible insult or prodding from her students, Brianna flicked her wand and caused the projector to turn off.

After the image on the screen was no longer, the spotted blond pulled up the screen for the projector and grabbed a piece of chalk for the blackboard.

"Now before you go on to your next lesson, I want everyone to know that I will have a worksheet for you to complete on which you must label all the parts of the female reproductive system and I will want you to read chapters one and four of your textbook." The sex-ed teacher smiled as she made her instructions very clear.

Meanwhile, let us turn out attention towards the last member of the Maximov clan.

Brenda was enjoying the time between getting lessons from her parents and lunchtime. Well enjoying wasn't the proper term since the werecheetah cub was once more stuck inside watching the rain pour relentlessly. Stupid bad Scottish weather.

Sighing, the board stiff little girl just looked out of the window as she propped her head on her fist.

"All I need now is a talking goldfish and I'd be the set-up for my favorite Dr. Seuss story." the little werecheetah in disguise muttered to herself noting how she was now without anything to do and the cramped castle once more getting on Brenda's nerves.

"I'd take just about any excitement to get out of this doldrum." The lycan cub just started to pick at the paint chips at the edge of the window frame.

"Hey Brenda how are you doing?" An older red-headed girl asked as she walked up behind the spotty blond.

"Oh hey Ginny." Brenda said to the turned to see the only female born of the Weasely family hovering just to the lycan's left. "You doing alright?"

"Fair I'd say. So you just like looking out at the rain or are you waiting on someone?" Ginny joked.

"Actually I'm bored stiff." Brenda replied as she huffed. "I've walked the entire length and breadth of this place and I haven't found anything that can indulge my urge to just run around and play like I'm used to in my family's backyard in Georgia."

"Yea I know the feeling. I grew up with five brothers on a farm and so I spent a lot of my life playing a bunch of sports and keeping up with home." Ginny smiled. "Which is likely why I don't complain about your father's physical training."

"Yea the whole just deal with it mindset. Well I hope that you don't mind me asking, but how are your classes going?" Brenda requested of her friend.

"Pretty good actually, outside of potions but no one ever really does outstanding in that class outside of Snape's pet students. So why the sudden interest in my classes? After all you don't seem to take any classes on anything?" Ginny smiled as she started looking out the window too.

"I do too have classes....or at least I get lessons from my Daddy and Momma Bri." Brenda amended. "You probably guessed by now that I'm not actually enrolled here?"

"So? You're here because of the fact your mum and dad are teachers, and believe me I almost wish I could do the same thing." Ginny answered her younger friend. "Here I may have my friends, my house, and my school, but you have your family here...your real family I mean."

"Of course I've never been in a situation that I was an only child either. So it probably wouldn't have worked for my family anyway." Ginny said thoughtfully.

"Well you get to see your family that's here don't you?" Brenda said trying to point out the good points of her friends family arrangement.

"Eh, after the Fred and George left and Percy graduated...the twit...the only family I have left is Ron and he is quite honestly the most oblivious male ever born."

"Sorry to hear that, so you have any idea as to what to do with our time till your next class? Because I'd do almost anything at this point to stop thinking of how bored I am."

"Anything for a little excitement little girl? Well alright since you asked." a strange and very odd voice came from behind and above Brenda as she immediately got a perplexed look on her face as if she just had a bad smell whiff up her nose. This happened right before the shock of being hit by a balloon filled with water.

The little lycan was caught off guard as she had no idea who or what had just hit her, only shivering with her eyes closed as the fluid dripped down her body. The sensation made Brenda feel vile and she began to sieve with rage.

"Peeves you bloody git. Don't you have anything better to do than bother the daughter of two of the professors?" Ginny asked as she started to dry off her friend's clothing with the robe covering herself. "Don't worry Brenda it's only water. I'll go get a towel and we can just go get you changed

"Ginny." Brenda said with her teeth clinching. "I would suggest that you step back for a moment because I'm going to kapowie this jackass." Brenda said a she started running after the poltergeist with murderous rage.

"Come back here you flamboyant jerk and take your kapowies." Brenda said as she was about to over take her agitator, when Peeves shot around a corner and through a wall, disappearing from sight.

Sadly the werecheetah cub was going too fast to be able to just stop as a blond girl about the same age as herself was walking down the hall.

Brenda only had a second to respond as she shifted into full cheetah form and slid under the student while the blond was otherwise occupied.

The now fully feline in a dress proceeded to slam right into an open broom closet.

"Meeerrr." Brenda growled, really pissed off at Peeves and annoyed that she was now upside down with her back against a wash bucket. Bristling with rage, Brenda just decided to right herself and walk off with the last remaining bit of feline dignity she had. This plan hit a snag as the werecheetah cub had neglected to consider that her newest friend had followed her.

As the adorable cheetah cub got to her feet, after stumbling around for a moment, she was soon the absolute center of attention for a gathering mass of students and faculty.

"Brenda where did you...uh hello there little kitty have you seen a young girl wearing a pink dress like yours would you?" Ginny asked not expecting a reply at all.

"Ms Weasley what was that noise?" Professor Sprout asked as she walked out of her office to see, along the the rest of those gathered, a certain cheetah cub seamlessly shift into a petite blond girl with spotted hair who looked like she was about to cry.

"Uh Brenda you okay?" Ginny asked as the blond girl's eyes started to water.

"Yea I'm fine, that stupid insane ghost just ruined the dress my mommy Bri gave me and I slammed into a broom closet, but I'm fine."

"Oh it's alright dear. Peeves is really a pain most of the time." Ms. Sprout said as she helped the little girl get up and started to dry her tears. "Now lets get you to cleaned up my little anamagus."

"Uh Ms. Sprout I'm not an anamagus, I'm a werecheetah." Brenda said as polite as possible. Completely being ignored by the rotund teacher.

"Oh don't worry you don't seem to have any injuries, but I'd still like to get you out of those wet cloths and have the nurse see about explaining to your parents that all animagus need to be registered when the enter the United Kingdom."

"Ms. Sprout I am not an animagus, nor do my parents have to register me as anything more than an American citizen in the United Kingdom. I'm a full werecheetah and have been my whole life." Brenda, who really didn't want to do this and potentially ruin the plan her father had for her changing the view point of lycanthropes in the magical world, but...

Ms. Spout felt a sudden jolt as the child she was trying lead to the nurse's office now seemed to have stopped dead in her tracks as several more pounds of weight had seemed to have appeared on the other end of her hand. It also seemed that the hand she was holding had gotten a lot furrier.

"Ms. Maximov please I...my child what?" Ms Sprout was in shock, to say the least, as she was looking down at a cheetah pelted girl who was now strong enough to stop the professor dead on her tracks.

"As I said Professor Sprout I'm a werecheetah. I also will not be registered on any list anywhere so people could ostracize me as a freak. I get enough of that from the occasional jerk at home." Brenda said with a tone of one much older than herself.

"Now that we've set that straight I want you to know I'm sorry if I caused any trouble, but that jerk in the very colorful costume splashed me with a water balloon and while trying to catch the jerk I slipped and crashed into a broom closet. I'm fine though, just wounded my cat-like pride."

"Blimey Brenda you weren't fool'n when you said you were cheetah hearted." Ginny looked her new friend over. Brenda was now almost at eye-level with the red-head and looking like she was about to pounce on the girl.

"And furred, and eared, and even tailed." Brenda continued. "It was supposed to be a surprise for you at your next Defense Against Dark Arts class. Hope I didn't ruin it for you." Brenda was doing everything she could to be cute and adorable just like a housecat.

"Oh no dear don't worry, but you aren't going to attack any students here are you?" Ms Sprout said as she was just in awe at the little girl in front of her, she looked like she was some sort of wild animal, but at the same time the professor and student were having the darnedest time stopping themselves from rubbing the girl behind the ears like a kitten.

"Oh no. I'm not a monster, I just get furry from time to time. About the worst I've been accused of was tackling my Daddy when he was dangling string in front of me."

Ginny and Ms. Sprout chuckled at this. It was just so sweet and innocent, and not to mention catty, that the two couldn't help but laugh.

"Well be that as it may, I'm still going to have to insist that you come with me and go down to the nurses station, just so there is no question as to you being alright after that tumble. Also you really need to get into some clean cloths. Ms. Weasley please inform Brenda's parents that she's at the nurse's office and that while she's fine I think that they should still explain to us why they didn't think that we should know about you being a catgirl."

"That will not be necessary Ms. Sprout." A wise and aged voice said as Albus Dumbledore decided to join in the conversation. "However if you would be so kind as to take Brenda to the nurse's office I will get the other professors and meet you there so that the Maximov's can introduce you to their little girl. I will be there momentarily as I must have a conversation with Peeves on attacking the children of guests." Brenda noticed how Albus Dumbledore smiled in the same way that Grandpa Theo did, and allowed herself to be led to the nurse by Ms. Sprout.

It was then that Brenda got the familiar smell of rats...but ignored it as just another whiff of the many numerous pets that the students brought. Sorry to say that she was only partially correct as their were in fact three rats of different colors which seemed to be very interested in her.

"Of all the fucking bad luck." squeaked the tan brown one. "That over grown blond's daughter just had to be a damn demonic werecat." Yep Lydia McCracken was now leading her team to attack the Maximovs and wasn't about to let this particular opening get away from her or her associates.

"Awe come on Lydia, she doesn't look that bad, and that weirdo did throw a water ballon at her." Romeo said, not believing that going after the girl was a particularly good idea.

"Like yea, she's just a little girl Lyds." The purple haired wererat said, really not wanting to be responsible for a kid's death.

"She's a mutha fucking werecheetah cub you two bloody idiots." the foul mouth of the group yelled as she lead them to the nurse's office. "Now if we plan this right, we will be able to take out not only that damn blond, but the werecat and that teacher all at the same time."

As the three wererats followed the werecat and the Head of Hufflepuff house, they found themselves inside a very large room with big windows and several white linen beds. As the three assassin wannabes scurried under a bed, they nearly were spotted by a woman dressed in medium length white garments...obviously the nurse.

"Ms. Sprout are you sure that young Ms. Maximov is fine. I mean this isn't like three years ago with Ms. Granger using the pollyjuice potion with cat hair?"

"From what I've been told this young girl can just change her shape at will. Though I don't know why she would be a hybridized cheetah?"

"Because she is a natural werecheetah Ms. Sprout." Dumbledore replied as he looked at the young girl. "Don't worry Brenda your parents are..." Zoom "right here."

"Brenda are you alright kiddo?" Vlad said as he looked over his daughter. Ginny decided to just observe from a distance as her friend got showered by attention from the two concerned parents.

"I'm fine Daddy really. Just got splashed by a jerk from Mardi Gras and went to kappowi him...before he went though a solid wall and I crashed into a broom closet." The werecheetah sheepishly replied.

"Well I wouldn't worry about being attacked by that looser anymore." Brianna smiled, while brandishing a very powerful plasma cannon in her arms. "You father and I, along with Raziel, had a very long conversation with Peeves about attacking the wrong people." Brianna enjoyed the feel of the energy weapon in her arms for a few seconds more. The sight of that particular flamboyant jerk getting an ass load of 6,000 degree ionized gas was extremely satisfying and very painful to the poltergeist.

"Well that's all well and good, but how is it that this young girl a humanoid cat thing?" Snape asked while looking at the Maximov's with disgust. Vlad picked up that there was something behind the Potion Master's question and that the Head of Slytherin knew more than he was letting on, but instinct was not direct evidence.

"Our daughter is a werecheetah and as a true lycan it is natural for her to be in hybrid form." Vlad said he stood by Brenda's side and let her get up.

"Fascinating, she certainly seems far more human than any of the lycan's I've read about." The diminutive head of Ravenclaw noted as he looked over the girl as if he was observing a new species that an explorer was showing off at an expedition, and it was really beginning to unnerve Brenda.

"It is safe to say that our knowledge of lycanthropes is slightly lacking." Dumbledore smiled. "and I hope that you will excuse their stares Ms. Maximov, but before you get upset please remember that your condition is very unique and for centuries the only type of werebeing anyone had ever heard of are those who's condition cause them to want to harm people in the light of the full moon."

"Like this is going bad really fast Lyds." Moisha Rich squeaked as she prepared to throw down a gas pellet and grab her sword.

"You don't have to fucking tell me Mo. Now we can't let this opportunity be lost so make sure to kill that big guy and that overdeveloped blond. The kid's next so that no one comes looking for us." The trio of wererats prepared to leap into action as Lydia tossed the unassuming little ball at the those gathered at the nurse's office.

As the smoke bomb was launched it encountered some slight problems. Brianna's robe began to beep in a rather irritating manner while Professor Snape seemed to pick-up that something was amiss, and both with reflexes far too fast for normal humans they shot out their wands as the smoke bomb hit an invisible energy field causing the blinding white substance to encompass the very ones who had launched it.

This shocking situation caused the wererats to immediately change form as proceed to bang around under the table before tossing said table at the amassed group.

"Expelliomus." Professor Snape calmly said he sent the table flying through a window.

The former students of Zero weren't defeat though, and they lept at the staff while wielding a deadly set of blades. With pure instinct all the assembled staff had taken defensive stances with weapons at the ready, but it was unnecessary as the three wererats where once more slammed by some sort of concussive force.

Brianna, Brenda, and Ginny could only stare wide-eyed at the sprawling lycanthropes who were now in a daze on the floor.

"What the heck was that?" Brianna finally asked, holding her plasma rifle towards the now unconscious assailants.

"That would be one of the many secrets of this school. I think that it is time that you showed yourself Dobby, since I think that the Maximov's would like to thank you for what you have just done." Dumbledore said as he smiled in a grandfatherly manner.

As the Headmaster directed those assembled to look down, a shimmer seemed to materialize from thin air as a diminutive and oddly dressed creature made himself known. Standing perhaps two feet tall with long pointy ears and extremely large eyes, the smiling thing cautiously made it's way towards the Maximovs.

"Hello...." The little thing waved while smiling brightly.

"Ah hi. Dobby is it? No offense but what are you?" Vlad asked, completely caught off guard from the sight of the creature. The staff just chuckled at that, all except Snape who sneered.

"Professor Vlad please tell me that you are joking." McGonagall said as she looked at her coworker. "You are saying that you've never seen a house elf?"

"That's supposed be a elf?" Vlad asked as he pointed at Dobby. "Last time I looked real elves was a human sized being with life spans that are measured in millennia, near limitless aura based magical abilities, and and distinguished by their pointy ears and attractive features. No offense meant to Dobby here but you don't look anything like the elves I've met before."

Brenda didn't seem to notice her father's explanation as she hopped off of the bed she was sitting on and walked up to Dobby. She took a moment to look the little elf thing over before almost launching herself at him and grabbing Dobby into the biggest hug that anyone had seen anyone give a elf. Of course this was the first time that anyone from Hogwarts had seen an elf get a hug, so that was a shocker in and of itself.

"Thank you for saving us from those wererat killers Dobby. It was really brave of you." Brenda said as she nearly broke one of the the little guy's ribs.

"It was my pleasure. Dobby has never been thanked like that before." The little elf thing said as he tried to recover from the over affectionate werecat.

"Well as interesting as that was, who or what are these things and what are we going to do with them?" Asked Professor Flitwick. "They seem to be rat-like so I take it that these things are..."

"Yep wererats, and an annoying trio of them to boot." Brianna said.

"I take it that you've had previous experiences with these three?" Professor Snape said as he, Vlad, and Dumbledore tossed the rats onto three of the remaining beds and strapped the them in tight.

"Sadly yes." Brianna groaned as she placed her weapon back into weapon's space and looked the three, now captive wererats over. "First time was when they tried to blow my sister's head off with a bell collar, then they tried to rob gold from my leprechaun friends. Last I heard they were still in prison for that one."

"Apparently they are not. Tell me, are these wererats anything like your daughter or are they different beasts?" The first part of the answer to Snape was a slap in the back of the head from Brianna.

"My daughter isn't a beast. Now on the subject of these three: wererats are the assassins of the lycan races and try to keep themselves from being known. They live through anonymity, violence, and roomer. Usually they work for the highest bidder and are breed solely to be killers for their high-lord named Gothwrain." Brianna explained.

"Who, quite frankly, makes your Voldemort look like a bad Thulsa Doom knockoff." Vlad added, which had caused a few of the staff to shiver.

"Who?" Ginny asked, very confused, and finally having recovered to be able to ask a question.

"You keep forgetting that they don't have movies here muffin." Brianna whispered into Vlad's ear.

"Ever see anything about the Italian Mob?" Brianna asked. "Picture a very old rat-faced Mafioso who's always smoking a cigar and well dressed. Now remove any humanity from him, make him extremely paranoid, and make him as cunning as a snake."

"Thankfully you don't have to worry about him showing up anything soon while we're here." Vlad said as he looked to his sword, who's blue eyes flashed for a second.

"I almost wish I had lips." Raziel said to himself as he remembered when he first tasted the life-force of the oldest lycan. And like the crocodile after Cpt. Hook, the soul of the Reaver awaited his moment to complete his meal.

"So you have any idea what they wanted or who was their target?" McGonagall asked, truly concerned as to who would send hired guns into the school and how they got there.

"Gothwrain has been trying to kill Brenda and my sister-in-law because they're the last two true werecheetahs alive, but he wouldn't send these three screw-ups here with their lack-luster record."

"Since the unknown would be dangerous, perhaps I can offer a suggestion." Professor Snape said as he reached into his robes and pulled out a small vial. "I assume that everyone knows what this is?"

"Veritsirm?" Brianna asked, it pays to do actual research sometimes huh? "Since it's magic it should affect them, but there's no telling when they will wake up to try it."

"I was under the impression that lycans heal superhumanly fast, so these three would be awake sometime in the near future?" Professor Flitwick asked.

"The blast was magic right Dobby?" Brenda asked her new friend, who nodded. "Well magic takes a while to heal for me so it may be a few hours before the wake up."

"Then I would suggest that we have them under around the clock observation, and locked away from the rest of the grounds as to prevent their escape." Dumbledore advised. "Now I think that our guests have some right to privacy, but perhaps it is time that you revealed your true nature to the campus Brenda, otherwise we may have a few people making some terrible mistakes such as what happened with Peeves."

"I hope you know that their was never an attempt to hide anything from you, but people fear what they don't understand and true lycans are very rare." Brianna said to the other teachers.

"And since we have read the BS that your Ministry prints on werewolves, none of us wanted any harm to happen to Brenda." Vlad added.

"Understandable I'd say." Ms. Sprout said. "So many don't really seem to care about those that are different from one another."

"Perhaps because they have good reason to. Since young Ms. Maximov has shown herself to be far stronger, faster, and more resilient than any of our students here so some level of fear is warranted."

"Snape from what I've seen wizards fit most of those descriptions when compared to non-magical humans. So should those who do not possess magic be afraid of those that do?" Brianna asked. "It would be the same intolerant mindset which has stymied the world for countless centuries."

"That is very true Ms. Maximov, and last time I checked the whole purpose of a school is to teach young minds the truth, give them a place where they can grow and develop with wise guidance, and learn to think for themselves." McGonagall said. "And since the whole reason that werewolves are feared is that they can't control themselves, I see no reason that Brenda should be considered a threat to the students."

"We all know that only certain Muggles are allowed to know about the Wizarding World and those are very specific." Snape commented.

"But don't we make sure that those who do know have all the factual information they need so they can at least partially understand our world. Now since we all know about the more savage version of lycanthropy, perhaps it would be best that our students know about those who have more control over they condition."

"Some already do actually." Vlad said as an aside, which the rest of the staff blanched at. "I figured the best way to teach about true lycans was to start the students as early as possible getting the real story about them so Brenda gave the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw first years a demonstration on her nature." Vlad sighed.

"And just when were you going to teach the Slytherins and Gryffindors this lesson?" Asked a very annoyed Snape, who hated not knowing stuff like this.

"They were going to get the lesson next week. Since Brenda wanted another full moon to pass before giving a demonstration like that. She figured she would have needed a recharge since the shape-shifting nature of her magic requires exposure to moonlight and she doesn't have that much of a charge for transforming"

"Which if you realize she's only 11 years old is understandable. Most true lycans don't even start to learn how to consciously shape-shift till some time in their early teenage years so she's a little ahead of the curve at this point." Brianna added.

"Very well. I would, however, consider it imperative that we get the full story about Brenda's condition and any and all other creatures who would be interested in harming her." Snape wirly commented. "Since this school shouldn't be caught off guard by any other overlooked supernatural beings again." The Potions master looked hard at the three still unconscious wererats, trying not to stare at the purple-haired one's chest like one of his hormonally controlled students...yea Snape needed to get laid bad soon.

Shaking his head and ignoring such thoughts for now, the annoying Potions Master noted that the three furry beings were young, or at least appeared so since Snape was unsure if the healing ability of lycanthropy did anything to slow the aging process down. With buck-teeth and hairless tails it was easy to see that their was some similarity between the lycanthropy that these assassins possessed and the variation that Brenda had. As if it was simply a different beast used for the animal form...but what could be the connection between them?

Snape began to ponder this problem for a moment as he took careful note of all the differences between the werebeast nature of these things to the form and nature of Lupin. Now Snape was irked that he didn't get selected to see the underworld contact that Voldemort had contacted, since he was supposed to be spying on Dumbledore, because right now he wanted to have seen just who this Gothwrain is and what threat he would be.

"Snape, since you are already watching our 'guests', perhaps you would like to take the first shift making sure that they don't make any sort of escape?" Dumbledore asked his associate.

"Of course Headmaster. I will inform you as to any change that these three may have."

"Good to hear. Now I would think that the rest of our staff should learn about Brenda's lycanthropic nature too, and perhaps tell it to our students this evening. I do love keeping secret mind you, but I just love to share them too."

Vlad, Brianna, and Brenda just looked at Dumbledore incredulously for a few seconds as he and most of the other staff left.

"Is he always this kooky?" Brianna asked, to no-one in particular.

"He is usually quite brilliant but he does have his...moments." The nurse Ms. Pomfrey said.

"Speaking of kooky...Professor Brianna you recently had to disciplines one of my students for 'failing to respect you'. Respect my dear must be earned last I looked." Snape sneered at the blond female.

"True, but students should always respect their teachers and if you are referring to Draco Malfoy I was insulted by his use of derogatory profanity when referring to me, especially being called a 'bimbo' by him before class."

"And you didn't smack him upside the head?" Vlad said, wanting to make Malfoy's life as miserable as possible. Brenda thankfully was completely occupied watching her new friend Dobby do magic tricks.

"Actually what I did was give him a demonstration in D/S bondage by waiting until after class to magically restraining him at the wrists and ankles and proceeding to tan his backside with a ridding crop."

Snape and Pomfery didn't know how to react to that one, since while the words where complete English, the sentence made no sense.

"So you..."

"I spanked the brat with a magic device that will cause him to feel pain whenever he tries to think or use any of a series of explicative to refer to women, and me in particular." the lycanthropoid smiled. "Don't worry the spell will wear off when he is able to think and act like a civilized young man."

Pomfrey was taken back for several seconds, at the shear physical nature of disciplining someone like that.

Snape too was taken back, but not in any sort of disgust but rather in amazement at the absolute brilliance that the female Professor Maximov had displayed. Snape may have been protecting Malfoy from most of the consequences of his actions, but the slimy Englishman had his fill of all the arrogant spoiled brat many times.

"Congratulations then." Snape said.

"On what may I ask?" Brianna inquired curiously.

"You have finally found a way to keep my godson's tongue in his mouth." Snape let himself have a very small smile on his face at the sight of Draco finally being properly disciplined. he didn't want to, but Snape had to admit that Brianna Maximov did actually have a very sharp mind when it came to dealing with misbehaving students.

Going to the staff for a second.

"Albus something tells me that you already knew about the little girl's difference." McGonagall said to her superior.

"Perhaps I did, but that wouldn't have changed anything."

"And you didn't think it important to inform us on the subject?" the Head of Gryffindor commented.

"I was fully informed of the young Maximov's situation when I saw her transformation myself, and I since she is in far better control of herself than R.J. Lupin, I didn't see the harm in allowing her to keep her secret to her family. Besides how would any of us react if we saw her in cheetah form first? Would we not just see her as some sort of creature and not as the young lady that we have grown accustomed to?" Dumbledore allowed his words to sink in for a while as he went looking for the other teachers as quickly as possible.

"So are there any others like that little girl where she comes from?" Ms. Sprout asked.

"Sadly yes and no. I have been informed that she is one of only two werecheetahs left alive thanks to Gothwrain's evil. Her aunt from her mother's side, one Britanny Diggers T'Gia, is the other werecheetah. But I have good news on the matter as Britanny and her husband as expecting their first child together in the near future."

"Well it is some sort of future then, but what evil would compel someone to wish to destroy an entire race of beings?" Professor Flitwick asked.

"The same fear and evil that would drive one to the atrocities of Lord Voldemort, as well as the Muggles Hitler, Stalin, Saddam Hussein, Mao Tse-tung, Vladamir Lenin, Pol Pot, Idi Amin, Ivan the Terrible, Cesar Nero, and countless others. It is the sad fact of free will my friends that for all the good that humanity can do with the free will we are all given, so to the atrocities that can be done with the same." Dumbledore said with a very heavy heart.

"Sadly the history of the world is drowned in the blood of innocent lives, and will continue to do so till we are able to see every life as a precious gift and look for the humanity that exists in every being who has concept of their own life. Now we are given a chance to change that in accepting the shared humanity of Brenda Maximov. Let us hope it is not just another lost chance in a list of chances as we lost before."

"Very well Dumbledore, but I will have to insist that Brenda not spread her condition to the other students, no matter how few werecheetahs there are. We wouldn't want to have to explain why some student going home is covered in yellow fur and spots." Flitwick said.

"From what I've been told the only way one becomes a true lycan is to be born one. And I wouldn't worry about Brenda biting our students. She seemed to be horrified of the idea in fact." Dumbledore said.

"Perhaps so, but she is partly a very dangerous predator. Tell me how do we inform the students' parents about this and not have a situation like with Lupin, even if young Ms. Maximov can control when she transforms and doesn't attack anyone like the lycans we've met before?" Ms. Sprout asked, not wanting to have to lie to parents but not wanting the Maximovs to be run out of town by parents complaining about their children being in the company of a lycanthrope.

"We shall simply inform them that Brenda is as good or evil as any other young girl, who has the occasional cat-like moments." The Headmaster gibed his animagus associate. "But I doubt that she will be the cause of any great disruptions chasing birds or playing with string."

Minerva McGonagall just groaned, as one of her oldest friends made a reference to a secret pleasure she indulged herself in the privacy of her room.

"And if any of the parents complain about her being a dangerous predator go, we shall inform them that our guest is much better behaved than most of our own students" Dumbledore said.

"Taking into account that certain families would do anything to ruin this idea, how do you plan on counteracting the likes of the Malfoys and such?" Sprout asked.

"In the case of Lupin he was a citizen of the Wizarding World in the United Kingdom. The Maximovs are all American citizens and are therefore not bound to the same political situations we are. Fact is my friends that the American's don't have laws designed to keep certain non-human beings underfoot and if the Maximov's were forced to leave their positions it would cause a massive international incident to which the Magical World may never recover."

"Well I would have to say that those three don't seem to wish the school any harm, though Mr. Maximov seems to take a heavy hand towards the training his gives." Professor Flitwick said as the group reached Madam Hooch's office.

"Professors?" The flying teacher asked.

"Madam Hooch would you mind terribly joining us for an emergency meeting in the medical wing." Dumbledore suggested in a manner which was understood to actually being an order.

"Very well." The hawk-like teacher said getting from her desk.

"Thank you. Now how about we break-up and gather the others before we interferr too much in the student's lesson schedule."

It was only a few more minutes when the entire staff was now looking at the Brenda Maximov's hybrid form while mostly in shock.

"Are you sure this was necessary Dumbledore?" Vlad groaned seeing the gaggle of teachers looking as his daughter like a side-show exhibit, especially since the Headmaster had thought it a good idea to add the Head Boys and Head Girls in on the viewing group. This of course had caused the young werecheetah to hold onto her parents' legs.

"Perhaps, perhaps not. While I usually allow rumor to spread certain information, I thought that perhaps a more direct source of knowledge was needed to prevent...misunderstandings."

Dumbledore's attitude was beginning to get on Vlad's nerves fast, in much the same manner that our daywalker's father-in-law did on occasion.

"This is what we were brought in to see? This misshapen cat-thing is supposed to be considered human? What the bloody hell is wrong with all of you?" Draco Malfoy asked, having decided to invite himself to this little shin-dig, still mad as a old red hen that a little girl kicked his butt.

"Have you lost what little mind you have Malfoy?" Snape shot his student a very cold stare while he pulled his student into the hallway.

"Professor I..."

"Silence." Snape almost yelled. "You are supposed to be a Slytherin, act like one before I use the same punishment that was enacted on you by Professor Brianna Maximov." Draco was completely flabbergasted at being reprimanded by the one who was supposed to watch out for him.

"Yes she told me, and to be honest it was the most fitting punishment I have ever heard of enacted on you. Now if there is any bit of true Slytherin in you I would suggest that you listen, learn, and understand the ramifications of your actions before you do anything."

Snape collected himself, not wanting to come off like a hypocrite.

"What does that have to..."

"Be silent. If you had any brain at all you would remember that the Maximovs are Americans, which means that the carry some measure of diplomacy with them."

"So?"

"So? Malfoy you are being a fool." Snape chided his student. "If you were successful in forcing their resignation then they would be going back to the United States. If you bothered to realize that the world does not revolve around you, then you would know that one of the most dearly held beliefs at our guests native land is the right to what is called 'freedom of the press'."

"And what? A few bad marks in a foreign rag means nothing here." Draco countered.

"Once more you fail to see the picture with any clarity." Snape sighed. "The idea that certain people are just better than others based of ancestry is viewed as appalling by most Americans. Now think Draco, America holds great international say in how things are done in not only the Muggle world but ours as well. If you were so unfortunate to succeed then it would cause the eyes of the single most powerful nation on Earth to be focused on the school and those responsible for causing two otherwise qualified teachers to leave."

Snape shook his head at the ramifications.

"This would force those in the Ministry to investigate our actions and the resulting stain on the name of Hogwarts would be bad enough, but the inevitable discovery of how much a part of our world the old ways are."

"And thus we show the way the world should be." Draco replied obstinately.

"No it would make our world seem primitive and backwards in the eyes of the world. The resulting investigation would undoubtedly result in our master's plans being exposed to a world with very little patients for those who think in the old ways." Snape ended this line allowing Draco to absorb what he was being told.

"Very well. So what do we do?" Draco asked.

"Nothing. As any attack on the werecheetah would be instantly linked to you because of your outburst, so I suggest that you keep to yourself for now and not attempt anything towards the Maximovs or their child."

"And what would I have to fear of their little furball of a brat?" Draco asked, not seeing how poor his choice of words was.

"She has already shown herself to be your better in a fight without the use of her lycanthropic abilities while you had your wand and the knowledge you have accumulated in the past six years of study. Tell me Draco, who should have be the victor in your sparring contest?"

Draco is known far and wide for his many personality flaws, such as his arrogance, sense of entitlement, braggart nature, overdeveloped sense of self-worth, being an attention sycophant, and the nature of being unable to be anything much more than a pain in the ass. That being noted, the heir to the Malfoy name was able to follow simple orders as needed.

Nodding his head, Draco was lead back into the room by the head of Slytherin to the scene of a very annoyed werecheetah who was looking quite irked at all the stares she was getting.

"And this was the other reason we wanted to slowly introduce people to the idea of a werecat living here." Brianna sighed, feeling for her daughter having to deal with gaucking people still trying to deal with disbelief.

"If your are around something for a while as it changes slightly people would likely not notice it until she's pretty much already accepted?" Professor Burbage noted. "In a similar manner as to the wizards hiding in plan sight among Muggles. That was brilliant idea, but 'the best plans of mice and men'..."

"Often go arei, even worst plans the plans of cheetahs and monster hunters it seems." Brianna sighed.

"Could have been worse." Vlad said to his wife who looked at him strangely. "It could have been your sister trying to explain it."

"And what's wrong with Britanny explaining lycanthropy to these people, she's been one her whole life." Brianna snapped at Vlad. "Now, her being pregnant may mean she doesn't want to deal with a lot of people trying to poke her but why would she not want to talk about herself."

"Sorry I meant the older of your sisters." Vlad acted defensively.

"And Gina knows everything about lycanthropy too, so?" Brianna asked.

"Can you imagine a bunch of wizards and witches getting taught about a supernatural creature they know nothing about by someone who is for all purposes a Muggle?" Vlad whispered in his wife's ear. Immediately Brianna bust forth in a fit of giggles.

"At least someone finds this funny." Brenda thought to herself as she continued to deal with a bunch of silly dressed people who thought that they knew more than they really did.

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"Well I hope that you had fun reading this." Spea said as she wobbled on her feet, trying to keep her balance on the ice. "I think that it's going to be a while before I'm going to get the hand of this skating thing, but at least I'm not at the point that I'm falling on my butt all the time."

"What drunken idiot came up with this idea again?" Lufy asked while once more slipping and sliding and falling down. The werecheetah was really getting irritated that she hadn't mastered this new skill yet.

"Oh calm down Lufy it's the first time for all of us so we are bound to make mistakes." Rabby laughed as she helped her friend and lover to her feet once more. The weretiger smiled as she reassuringly wrapped her tail around Lufy's waste.

"Explain that to her then?" the blond groaned as a pink-haired female was effortlessly gliding across the frozen surface as if she was going out for a lazy stroll. Agent Reptile doing his best to keep up with his savant spouse.

"Wow, who knew that Eluza was so talented?" Spea said, trying to get closser to her friends. "I see that you're still having trouble oh butcherer of space? Don't worry we can't all be best at everything."

Spea's words were now really beginning to get on Lufy's very raw nerves, all the more raw from crashing on her fanny too many times.

"Look, since we have probably had more than enough for today, how about we just go get hot coco with Shildy an Patty." Rabby offered, doing her best to prevent Lufy from fighting with Spea.

"Warm chocolate product served to us while inside a cozy dry building? I'm there." Lufy said trying to run off, only falling again to the ice with Rabby.

"Can't you do anything carefully?" Rabby groaned as she picked herself up.

"Not unless I have to." Lufy replied.

"Well you have to this time, and let me lead." Rabby said as she took Lufy by the shoulder and directed her to the cabin.

"Oh those two are better than watching Looney Toons. Well I'm glad that I was able to play my part for this update, and it would mean so much if you would please be kind enough to leave a review behind. Bye." Spea slips and slides trying to keep up with the two werecats several seconds ahead of her.