DISCLAIMER: THE BOOK BELONGS TO J. I HAVE ONLY BORROWED BOTH CHARACTERS AND PLOTLINE.
THERE HAS BEEN A SMALL CHANGE MADE TO THE ORIGINAL BILLYWIG ON PURPOSE. I CHOSE TO MAKE IT INTO A BIRD RATHER THAN AN INSECT.
CHAPTER 24
The first period they had the next was DADA. It was the first time anyone would have been under Professor Lockhart's tutelage. Sitting down in the classroom, they saw a large painting of a yeti and a rather overdressed Lockhart in a purple suit looking very out of place amongst the mountains and the snow. Harry had a sneaking suspicion that it was fake because who smiled so joyfully while slaying a legendary beast like a yeti.
Suddenly, the man himself stepped out from behind dark green curtains which covered the entrance to his office. He stood preening in front them and smiled when he saw most of the girls literally becoming mush. "Good morning" he said "I am you're DADA Professor. I suppose there is no need for further introduction. It's enough if you know that my favorite colour is purple" he said winking and looking meaningfully at the painting behind him.
"Ah! Darren Potter, I see you sitting in my class" he said rather unnecessarily. "I just missed you at Diagon alley my boy. You know how us, famous people must band together" smiling winningly at Darren, who looked like he could sic another yeti at the man hoping that this one made him it's breakfast.
Not getting a response from Darren, he turned back to the rest of the class and said "You all know magizoology deals with the study of magical beasts. So far you have only learnt to care for them, now you must learn how to fend them off. So today" he said "I have a special treat for you."
He brought out a small bird cage which looked like it was empty. Ron snorted derisively rather loudly, when Lockhart turned to him and said "Oh but there is something inside of the cage I can assure you of that Mr Weasley," so saying he pointed his wand impressively at the cage and said loudly 'Impedimenta'.
Nothing happened.
Looking a tiny bit panicked and jabbing his wand rather wildly at the cage, almost screaming in frustration a spell suddenly shot out of the end of his wand and covered the cage almost immediately they saw a tiny bird materialize inside the cage, revolving around slowly in midair. It was a very pretty sapphire blue colour and had a tuft of feathers on its head rotating like a fan keeping it in suspended in space. It also had a deadly looking sting at the bottom of its body that glinted evilly in the light of the room.
"A Billywig!" said the Professor proudly, "A class three species, competent wizards should be able to handle it with no difficulty at all."
"So that rules you out then" said Draco under his breath. It was the first time Draco had seen the wizard. And he stared fascinated at the man. Never had he seen anyone vainer or more stupid in his entire life.
Lockhart opened the cage and let the bird fly out. It was moving very slowly and not paying any attention to it anymore, he continued talking to the class gesturing wildly at them at what the creature could do.
He suddenly cried out in shrill girly voice and wildly started to slap himself on the neck, the Billywig had stung him. Looking enraged the Professor started to wobble about looking very unsteady on his feet and then suddenly, he levitated off the ground straight up to the chandelier in the ceiling getting his robes entangled in it.
In the meanwhile nobody had been keeping an eye on the Billywig too busy laughing at the struggling man, so it quietly whirred about looking for its next victim, when Hermione stood on a chair and yelled 'Inflecto, Inflexi, Inflectum' the sting on the bird bent out of shape, making it rather useless leaving it to hover about over their heads aimlessly.
They turned back to the suspended Professor who looked a bit mortified and he said that that was a demonstration class, "Do not do not worry about me and go to next class" he said rather bravely.
Packing away their stuff Draco said loudly "The man should be a permanent resident in the Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes" and grinned when he spied the doodle in Harry's book. It was a picture of Lockhart in a frilly dress with the words "I'm secretly a pretty little girl" written in a bubble over his head.
Walking out of the classroom they heard a loud bang, it seemed the Professor had finally made it down to earth rather messily.