The Heirs of Heaven and Hell
By: Celeste Jacobs
Chapter 22: Angelina DeaThrena
Rated: M
Beta: Maria, who I thank for betaing all my stories.
A/N: School is over.
"Stop drooling Ron," hissed Hermione before reaching around Harry and pinching her boyfriend in the side.
Ron cringed and muttered an apology.
The woman who Ron happened to be drooling over was the new professor at Hogwarts. She hadn't been present at the feast, making this her first encounter with the students.Her blue robe clung a bit to her body and swayed with her hips as she walked. Her long red hair hungin a tight braid. A smile graced her face while she scanned the room with her green eyes. The professoropened a carpet bag and pulled out a medium sized bookthat shelaid on her desk.
"My name is Angelina DeaThrena. You may call me Professor DeaThrena or Miss DeaThrena. If anyone so much as thinks of calling me Angelina they will find themselves ina nasty predicament," she said.
Before she could continue a hand shot up in the air.
"Yes Miss"
"Granger. Professor DeaThrena I was wondering why we don't have a book in this course." said Hermione.
"Well Miss Granger, if you would put your pretty little hand down and not interrupt then maybe I could get to that part" said Professor DeaThrena.
Hermione's face turned red and she let out a snort.
"Twenty-five points from Gryffindor for your rudeness Miss Granger. This is not a good way to start of the year for your house" said Professor DeaThrena.
She waved her hands in the air and a tattered book appeared before each student.
"As you can see, these are not new books. These, my students, have been used by many before you. Can anyone read the title out loud for the class?" she asked.
Neville tentatively raised his hand.
"Go ahead little Gyffindor"
"It says The Gospels" read Neville.
"Yes, yes it does. You see, the Bible that you know of today didn't exist until the Church decided it was necessary to falsify the religion of the Lord," said Professor DeaThrena.
She watched as Hermione's hand shot up in the air once again, but this time she ignored it.
"I know many of you may find it hard to believe this truth. But then again, many of you have been brainwashed by the churches of today. Some of you don't even know who God is or who is Jesus it. But today, you will find out"
Harry raised an eyebrow before leaning forward in his chair. Before he entered this class, he had no interest in learning about the bastards of Heaven but the more he thought about it, the more it seemed that maybe this class could help him find out their weaknesses.
"The Gospels as you can tell by its thickness is made up of forty Gospels. We only have enough time this year to probably cover ten to fifteen. If you open up your books we will learn about our first gospel" said Professor DeaThrena.
A few gasps were heard as eyes peered at the title of the first gospel.
"Ahh yes, I love to start off my first class with my favorite gospel, The Gospel of Judas"
"But there can be no such thing Professor!" shouted Hermione. "It is sacrilegious and I refuse to read some hoax of a gospelbythe man who sent Jesus to his death"
In one swift movement Professor DeaThrena was in front of Hermione with narrowed eyes.
"If you don't like what I teach her Miss Granger then by all means do leave us. But know that if you do, it will be an automatic failureof the class," stated Professor DeaThrena.
"You can't do that! You can't come in here teaching us lies about that traitor"
Harry felt himself becoming angry at Hermione's comments. No one talked about his brother that way. It would be so easy to just slit her throat and watch as her blood spilled onto the floor.
"Goodbye Miss Granger and if anyone feels the same way they too can follow her out the door" stated the Professor.
Hermione huffed as she grabbed her belongings.
"Well, come on! Will you allow her to fill your head with lies?" asked Hermione.
No one moved. Harry hid the smirk that was forming on his face. He watched as she glared at Ron who quickly got up and grabbed his things. She tried to do the same to Harry but it didn't work.
"You should be ashamed of yourself Harry. What would the Catholic church think of you?"spat Hermione.
"I don't think they would say anything Hermione considering I'm not Catholic" Harry replied smugly.
Hermione grabbed Ron and stormed out of the classroom. Harry chuckled to himself before meeting the eyes ofthe Professor. The only place he had seen such green eyes was in his own reflection. She smiled at Harry before walked towards the front of the classroom.
"Well, I believe we've had enough excitement for the day. I will let you out early and we will learn about The Gospel of Judas next class"
The students nodded and left the classroom.