Sorry for not updating! Been busy with the other stories and I forgot to update this one!~Mirokufangirl229

Chapter 3

Not all Gryffindors are Great

Tuluse woke up and headed down to the Great Hall with his two new pals Uraku and Markus. It had just occurred to Tuluse last night that his best friend and his brother Mark shared the same name. However, the two names were still different in their own way. As Tuluse had said in his head last night 'Markus isn't a foul git like my brother.' Yes it is true, Mark had hit a brand new level of jerk. Once he had enough money, he moved out of the Bane Mansion when Tuluse was 6. Tuluse hasn't seen him in so long, he's forgotten what he looks like. With all these negative thoughts on his brother, his other brother Actrise had come over as they were about to enter the Great Hall for breakfast. He appeared excited.

"Little Brother, you've received a parcel! It is quite large, I think it's a broomstick."

"For me? But who would give me a…wait…." Tuluse replied, but stopped mid sentence. He ran inside and over to the Slytherin Table. There it was wrapped in parchment paper. Tuluse looked around to see who it was from, and found a note. He opened the small envelope and read through. It had confirmed his suspicions as to who it was.

Dear Son, Happy 11th Birthday! Surprise! Did you think your dear old Dad would forget? This has been waiting for a very long time in storage. I told them last year to deliver it to you on this day in your first year at Hogwarts. Use it well.

Your Father…

Tuluse opened the package right away, and it was indeed a broomstick. It wasn't just any broomstick, it was John Bane's broomstick. In his youth, he was a very good Quidditch Player.

"Whoah! Tuluse, it's Father's old Firebolt!" Actrise said. "There is currently only 5 in existence!" Actrise added, adoring the broomstick by touching it with his hand carefully. Tuluse smiled sadly and replied.

"Father had this waiting for me for 11 years? What a great man he was. Truly."

Markus nodded and patted Tuluse' shoulder.

"Just in time too, we have flying lessons in five minutes. The professor changed the time." Markus said, pointing to the clock.

"Oh right! I completely forgot!" Tuluse replied, and with a quick drink of orange juice, the two were out the door-heading to the Quidditch Pitch for lessons.

Later….

After teaching the basics of flying, Bernard Handale had his students fly laps in a circle. Flying Lessons was a brand new subject at Hogwarts. After so many accidents and a few deaths during Quidditch, the Ministry finally put their foot down. So, Bernard was nominated as the first Professor of Flying Lessons. (There is no record of another Flying Instructor/Quidditch coach before Rolanda Hooch. So I made one up. Bernard Handale is my character.) It was a good choice, as Bernard was an excellent Quidditch player in his time at Hogwarts. He also played the game professionally. He was also the only player with few broken bones, and no head injuries. Some people say he's invincible. You could say that, he was secretly part snake demon and part wolf demon. So like Tuluse he wasn't human either.

These days, he's just been happy teaching at Hogwarts since the Flying Lessons began last year. His job at the Ministry before wasn't paying very well. He needed all the funds he could get for his wife and three children. So when the Minister offered him the job, he couldn't help but accept. Bernard blew his whistle and got the student's attention.

"All right class! Time is almost up! Let's do some speed drills! Bane, team up with Laion. Whillby, you team up with MC Hayson. 'Oh perfect' Tuluse thought, as he flew in front of Laion. Tyler Laion was very tall, even sitting on his broomstick. Rumour has it he is the tallest 11 year old in Gryffindor. He had green eyes, brown hair, and a mean smirk on his face as he spoke.

"Get ready to lose Bane."

Tuluse smirked back, he wasn't so easily intimidated. "Funny, I bet that's what your brother said to mine, you know before he passed out from my brother's fist hitting his face."

The whole class burst out laughing as Tuluse was the first so far to stand up to Tyler. Furious, Tyler replied "You vile snake! You'll pay for that!"

Tyler then thrashed his broom into Tuluse'. There was no way he was going to let Tyler destroy his father's broom! He soared upward, his new enemy Tyler trailed behind. The entire class gasped, while some cheered.

"Stop this at once!"

Bernard shouted, getting on his broom. As he did, he noticed how skilled Tuluse was on a broom. Truth be told-his father already taught him the basics when he was 9. Tuluse soared higher and moved with great speed and agility. Tyler was trying to knock Tuluse off his broom, and he failed miserably of course. Hearing Bernard's pleas, Tuluse soared downward.

"Sorry sir, Tyler started it-"

"I don't care who started it." Bernard interrupted. "That was a dangerous stunt you pulled! Detention: Bernard finished. Tuluse nodded and replied "Y-Yes sir." in fear. Tyler smirked, feeling satisfied for getting Tuluse in trouble. Seeing his smug face, Markus used all the strength of self awareness he had to keep himself for plowing his fist into Tyler's face. However, Bernard turned to Tyler and shouted at him too.

"AND YOU! EGGING HIM ON LIKE THAT! DETENTION FOR YOU TOO!"

Tyler glared at Tuluse, and Markus laughed quietly, feeling much better now. As soon as class was over, Bernard said to Tuluse "Oh and Tuluse, I expect you to be at Quidditch tryouts tomorrow morning."

Surprised, Tuluse uttered with a stutter "S-Sir?"

Bernard simply smiled and replied "You have potential, Slytherin would love to have you." Tuluse smiled happily and replied.

"Yes sir!"

With a salute to Bernard, who rolled his eyes playfully, Tuluse ran off to his next class. True, he got detention. Despite that, Tuluse got the opportunity to play on the Quidditch Team. His Father was a seeker, and he wanted to be just like him. He just hoped Tyler would grumble and leave him alone, as he was already in trouble for egging him on in class. Unfortunately, luck would not be on Tuluse' side tonight.

Later that day…. In an empty Classroom next to Bernard's office…. Six PM…..

"Welcome to detention gentlemen, have a seat." Bernard said as Tuluse and Tyler arrived at the door. Tyler rolled his eyes and shoved Tuluse aside. He then sat at the back of the classroom. Tuluse' anger from his Father began to boil. He then managed to put it on simmer, and took a seat in front of the room. His Father told him 'A Respectable Bane never starts a fight, unless it is a dire situation.' Bernard smirked at the two and closed the classroom door. He then took a seat, putting his feat up on the desk.

"Well, I suggest you two find something to occupy your time. Say, how about doing some classwork?" Bernard said with a devilish grin. Tyler scoffed and spoke opening his book lazily.

"That's the reason for us having to bring our books is it not?"

"Hmm, I guess so." Bernard replied, acting clueless to Tyler's question. Tuluse was already doing his school work, ignoring the conversation at hand. Anything to distract himself from Tyler's rude behaviour. Finally finished with talking to Bernard, Tyler rolled his eyes in annoyance and began to study. Tyler hated anyone who was in Slytherin. Bernard was not only a Slytherin Graduate, but in his school days he was a Quidditch Champion. Tyler knew that was the reason Bernard recommended Tuluse to try out for the team, as he knew Bernard saw a bit of himself in Tuluse. Tyler hated that, he hated when teachers treated students "special." So far, Tyler had it up to 'here' with Tuluse Bane. Not only did Tuluse get treated kindly when he got detention, but he also got the offer of trying out for the Quidditch Team. He was going to do something about it. He was going to make Tuluse pay. So he waited for the exact opportune moment. As soon as Bernard leaned back in his chair-dozing off- Tyler pulled out his wand and used the only hex he knew.

It wasn't all that lethal, or dangerous. It was still embarrassing none the less. He swished his wand and whispered. "Eat Slugs." As the curse hit Tuluse, Tyler desperately tried not to laugh. Meanwhile, Tuluse didn't know why he felt sick all of a sudden. He then tried to cover his moth, but failed, as a slug spewed out of his mouth and on to his desk.

"Tuluse! What in the hell-" Bernard started, but then heard snickering. He looked up and knew just what happened. He walked over and grabbed Tyler by the scruff of his neck.

"How disrespectful! Casting a spell behind a fellow wizard's back! You ought to be ashamed of yourself!"

Tyler simply pointed and laughed at Tuluse, who threw up another slug. Bernard spoke again, with a stern tone.

"I suppose you find this funny Mr. Laion?" Tyler managed to stop himself from laughing to and replied.

"No sir, I find this absolutely HILARIOUS!" Tyler then kept laughing, as Tuluse threw up more slugs.

"Tuluse, go to Professor Slughorn. Perhaps he might know what to do." Bernard said. Tuluse nodded and grabbed up his books and ran to the office of Horace Slughorn, covering his mouth as he left. His face was bright green. Bernard then whipped his attention back to Tyler.

"As for you Mr. Laion, I wonder what Head Master Dippet would have to say all about this…hmm?"

Tyler choked on his last laugh, ad Bernard dragged him to the Head Master's Office.

Meanwhile in Slughorn's Office…..

"Ughh!" Tuluse uttered, heaving from the painful slugs he was puking up.

"I am appalled that this has happened to you my boy, but there is nothing I can do at this point. These sort of things you have to wait until it stops I'm afraid."

Tuluse nodded, as he had a feeling thus was the conclusion. Slughorn handed him a bucket, letting him vomit up more slugs. He then cleaned the two off the floor from when Tuluse arrived. Just then, there was a knock at the door. Slughorn answered, it was Actrise and Uraku!

"Actrise! Oh, Uraku my boy! I suppose you heard what had happened to poor Tuluse here." Professor Slughorn said, pointing to Tuluse. Actrise came to his brother's side, patting his back to comfort him. Uraku turned to young Slughorn with dark black hair and spoke. Uraku was already a favourite student of Slughorn-as he was skilled in his potions class.

"Sir, who cast the hex on Tuluse?"

Slughorn sighed and replied.

"The boy he served detention with I believe. Oh! His name was Laion? I couldn't understand Mr, Bane very well through the slugs he was coughing up."

Actrise rose from his seat, preparing to go after Tyler to beat the stuffing out of him. Uraku stopped Actrise right in his tracks and spoke calmly. "Actrise, stop right there man. I am sure Tyler is already receiving proper punishment in the dungeons. Right now, you need to focus staying with your brother. Right now, he needs you."
Actrise sighed, Uraku was right. So he stood by Tuluse. As soon as the affects wore off, Actrise, Tuluse and Uraku returned to the Slytherin Dorm. Tuluse had a new enemy now. He also knew in his heart that this wasn't over. The attacks from Tyler had barley begun. Tuluse prepared for the worst. Little did he know one of his friends would be the key to his protection.