Chapter 5

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Harry's head snapped up as a device on his desk went off. It was the device he charmed to keep Gaara safe. He felt the Death Dragon inside him going nuts meaning only one thing: Gaara was being attacked.

"Point me Gaara," Harry said. His wand pointed down the corridor to the left of his room. He continued to do this until he came upon Gaara.

"GRANGER! What the hell are you doing to my son!" he yelled. Hermione had her wand pointed at Gaara. Luckily for Gaara, he had both Nicholas Farbor and Rachael Ravyn standing in front of him. Harry absentmindedly noticed that they were near the Ravenclaw common room.

"It's none of your business," she growled out.

"When it concerns my son, it is my business!" Harry growled back. Hermione growled again, then turned her wand to Harry and started firing spells at him. Harry made sure to use only defensive spells until Hermione wore herself out, then he stunned her, bound her with magic ropes, and took her wand.

"Are you alright Gaara?" Harry asked, when he was done. Gaara nodded, tears in his eyes, and ran to hug Harry.

"What about you two?" Harry asked, as he hugged Gaara.

"We're okay," Nicholas said.

"I don't understand why she'd do that though," Rachael said, more to herself than anyone else.

"She doesn't like me very much. Not anymore." Harry said, "Follow me, please. Can one of you levitate her?" Nicholas nodded and levitated Hermione, as Rachael was still muttering to herself.

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Minerva was just getting ready to go to bed, when Harry walked into the office holding Gaara in his arms. He was followed by two of the new Ravenclaws, one of which who was levitating their head of house.

"Do I even want to know?" Minerva sighed.

"I was in my office, when one of my devices went off. I went to find Gaara and found him with these two protecting him and Hermione holding him at wand point. She then turned her wand on me and started to fire curses. I used only defensive spells until I stunned and bound her. Ms. Ravyn should have her wand." Harry said.

"Mr. Farbor? Ms. Ravyn? Is this correct?"

"Yes ma'am," Nicholas said, "We had just come out of the common room, when we found Professor Granger-Weasley attacking Gaara."

"We both stood in front of him until Professor Potter showed up," Rachael added.

"Did either of you hear if she used any spells against Gaara?" Minerva asked.

"We heard her insulting him," Nicholas said, "When we turned the corridor she had just cast the C-cru…" 'No, please not that,' Harry thought, 'Anything but that curse.'

"She cast the Cruciatus curse on him, but she missed, because we managed to sneak up on her," Rachael said, when Nicholas was unable to continue.

"I want her out of here Minerva," Harry growled.

"After she cast the Cruciatus, I wouldn't keep her here anyways," Minerva said, glaring at the unconscious form of Hermione, "I'll call the Aurors. Excuse me." Minerva left to the next room to fire call the Aurors.

"Mr. Farbor. Ms. Ravyn. You both showed great courage by protecting Gaara when you had already heard her cast the Cruciatus curse. One hundred points to Ravenclaw each. You also have my thanks. I am in your debt for saving my son." By the time Harry finished saying that, Minerva returned with the Aurors.

"Professor Potter," Kingsley said, "We will be taking Professor Granger-Weasley with us. We will let you know the trial date. Her attempted use of an Unforgivable on a minor will not be forgiven."

"Thank you." Kingsley turned to the two students.

"You two will also be notified of the trial as you will be most likely called as witnesses." The two students nodded and the Aurors left with the still unconscious Hermione.

"C'mon you two," Harry said to the students, "I'll walk you back to your common room. I don't want you to get caught by Filch. Goodnight, Minerva."

"Goodnight Harry. Goodnight, Mr. Farbor, and Ms. Ravyn."

"Goodnight," the students chorused, before following Harry after the office. Minerva sighed. When had her prize student turned into such a vengeful woman? To attempt to cast the Cruciatus on a young boy. Minerva shook her head. How would she explain this to the school?