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Chapter 11: The Demonic New Teacher.
Hi Everyone! Shiny-chan desu! I’ve finally reached the point where my chapters are not pre-written! The horror! Please be
patient with me and I’ll update as fast as possible. I’ve been job hunting recently and it’s so hard because I’m not getting
anything. =( So any ways, enough of my woes. Responses to my reviewers.
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creative spirit so please keep reviewing.
Bats: I took your advice about how to improve my chapters but it won’t be until the next chapter as this one is the last I had
written before you began to give me advice. I’m so glad that the last chapter was your fav so far but maybe this one will top
it. I certainly hope so. Thanks for the advice and please keep reviewing, I enjoy hearing what you’ve got to say.
Here is chapter 11: with black forest cake and lots of cherries on top.
Kurama dragged Yusuke’s half asleep body downstairs to breakfast early Monday morning, and sat next to Harry, who wondered how
it was possible to look that immaculate at the crack of dawn. A few minutes later, Hermione and Ron joined them at the table
on Harry’s other side. Ron immediately began to shove food in his face, leaving Hermione free to talk to Harry without being
overheard.
“I found out about Kurama and Karasu last night. They were powerful demons that died a while ago. They were both famous for
their cruelty. Kurama was a silver fox demon that was known as The King of Thieves. He pulled off many heists in the thousand
years he lived and was never caught until he went back to a place he had stolen from to rescue his partner in crime. He was
caught in a bounty hunters trap and he died. Karasu reportedly died recently in a demon tournament. He was a master of
invisible explosives that he placed on his victims while touching them inappropriately.” Harry looked at Kurama surreptitiously.
“So what does that have to do with anything Hermione?” Hermione hissed in his ear, indignant.
“It means that Suichi may be a demon.” Harry scoffed at her, trying to cover his tracks.
“Well you said they died didn’t you? He can’t be a demon.” He parried, knowing that Kurama was indeed a demon. Hermione huffed
in anger and turned to eat her meal. Suddenly, two owls entered the Great Hall carrying a huge sack. They flew towards Kurama
and dropped it at his feet as he groaned in realization. He took the note from the parcel and read it aloud.
Hey Minamino,
I figured since you practically begged me to take care of your house while you were gone I’d send you all the mail I found
stuffed in the mailbox, under the door, in the flowerbed and everywhere else your stupid fan girls left them. You really need
to start breaking their hearts or they’ll bug you forever.
Sincerely,
Kaitou Yuu
P.S I’ve taken your first place spot and you’ll never get it back.
Kurama opened the bag and an avalanche of pick, scented letters spilled out on the floor. He sighed and vanished all but the
normal looking ones to leave only one envelope, which he tucked in the pocket of his robes. He looked up and saw the golden
trio looking at him curiously. Ron gaped at him and asked, ”Blimey, what’s all those for?” Kurama sighed in annoyance.
“In my old school, almost every single girl and some of the guys were in love with me. It was highly creepy.” Hermione looked
at him suspiciously.
“Who is this ‘Kaitou’ and what did he mean by ‘taken first place’?”
“Kaitou is a former schoolmate of mine who was insanely jealous that I always was ranked first in grades. He was always second
place till I came here I suppose.” Professor McGonagall began to pass out the Gryffindors’ class schedules. Yusuke stopped
eating long enough to scan the paper she handed him and scowl at it.
“Dammit! Why do we have to have the old hag first thing in the morning?” Kurama glanced at the paper, and sure enough.
MTWTF
8:00- Muggle Self-Defense- Professor Genkai
9:30- Defense Against the Dart Arts- Professor Touya Yukinosama
11:00- Care of Magical Creatures- Professor Hagrid
Lunch
Free Period
3:00- Herbology- Professor Pomona Sprout
4:30- Potions-Professor Severus Snape
Dinner
Kurama looked at Yusuke, and then at Harry, Ron and Hermione.
“I advise you to stretch very well before going to Genkai’s class. She’ll wear you out and you’ll be in pain for days.” The
warning bell rang and the golden trio blanched. They ran to the room Lockhart had used for the dueling club and walked in.
The room was completely bare, save for the blue padded mats on the floor and the old, pink-haired woman meditating in the
middle of the air. Other students filed in as the final bell rang and stood there waiting for instructions while looking at
Genkai warily.
“What are you slackers looking at? Possessions against the wall. There will be no usage of wands in this class. Well!? Get to
it!” The students scrambled to follow her directions. Harry had then noticed that most of the Slytherins had already done
that and were looking boredly at the floating teacher. Genkai opened her eyes and looked at Yusuke, who strode to her side.
“My former student Yusuke will demonstrate the skills I will pound into each of you by the end of this year. You do the
exercises I tell you every day. If you don’t you fail. Any questions?” Hermione raised her hand.
“Yeah?”
“What good will learning muggle self defense do us?”
“Miss. Granger, if your wand has been broken and you didn’t learn how to fight back you would be dead.” Yusuke nodded at the
disgruntled girl. He leaned down to whisper in Genkai’s ear.
“So am I fighting you, Hiei or Kurama?”
“You fight me. Don’t use all your strength, no spirit attacks.”
“Hai Genkai Baa-chan!” Yusuke saluted her and gave a little mocking bow.
Genkai moved to punch Yusuke in the stomach, but he quickly dodged to the side and kicked her in the hip. He followed with a
series of rabbit punches that barely landed. Genkai ducked and kicked Yusuke into the wall with a resounding crash. He bounced
off the wall, falling to the floor and leaving an imprint in the wall. He jumped and somersaulted through the air to land a
heel drop on her head. Genkai dropped to her knees, feigning defeat and Yusuke bent to make sure she was alright. Genkai
flipped into a handstand and kicked Yusuke with a rolling kick (picture Suzuka’s Rolling Thunder from Angelic Layer) that sent
him to the ceiling. Genkai stood and scoffed at him.
“You must be getting rusty, dimwit. You never used to fall for that.” Yusuke rose, wobbling, from the floor, wiping a trickle
of blood from his chin.
“Shut up old hag. I didn’t expect you to play dirty in front of people.” She smacked him upside the head.
“Are you retarded? I always play dirty, idiot.” She turned to the dumbfounded class, amused at the collective ‘deer in the
headlights’ look they wore on their faces.
“You will be able to do that if you practice and do what I tell you. For homework tonight, meditate four hours, and then do
five hundred pushups. You will be tested on endurance next class. You are dismissed. Potter, Yusuke, Kurama, Malfoy and Hiei.
Stay behind, we have to talk.” The class grabbed their bags and left, grumbling about their new demonic teacher. Genkai
waited until the last one had left before turning to the five she had ordered to stay. She gazed at them piercingly before
pointing down at the mats. Yusuke, Kurama, and Hiei fell to their knees and sat on their heels. Harry and Draco quickly copied
the pose, albeit amateurishly. Genkai nodded and began to pace, leaving Draco to impatiently wonder what she had called them
back for. He continued to stare at her and he started reflexively when she turned her gaze on him.
“Malfoy, Hiei tells me you wish to train with us to learn to fight Voldemort. Would this be correct?” Draco nodded.
“Yes, Professor Genkai, that is right.” He looked at Hiei curiously, wondering where this was leading.
“Very well. Every Saturday night you’ll train with Potter and my three pupils.” Draco’s eyes widened in shock. The only way
Hiei could think of to get him to befriend Harry was to train with the demonic new teacher? Sadistic bastard. He saw Hiei
snickering out of the corner of his eyes. Draco was surprised to also see a slight smile on Harry’s face at the news. Maybe
there was hope for him after all. Genkai then turned to Harry, breaking him out of his happy musings.
“Potter, Kurama tells me you overheard a conversation best left unheard and you know his secret. You’ll keep it to yourself if
you know what’s good for you.” Harry smiled at her to assuage her assumptions.
“Of course, Professor Genkai. I would never think of telling such an embarrassing secret.” Genkai raised her eyebrow and
clasped her hands behind her back.
“Thank you. You may leave. When you all address me, call me sensei or Genkai. None of that Professor crap. Dimwit, tell Touya
about the arrangements.” Yusuke gave her a mocking salute and left, the others following. Harry looked at his watch as they
walked towards the DADA classroom, and gasped in dismay. They were over twenty minutes late!
patient with me and I’ll update as fast as possible. I’ve been job hunting recently and it’s so hard because I’m not getting
anything. =( So any ways, enough of my woes. Responses to my reviewers.
Tina109: Great to hear from you! I hope you like this chapter too!
Thrnbrooke: I’m glad you like it so much. I’ll try to update faster for you but I don’t know if I can. But reviews fuel my
creative spirit so please keep reviewing.
Bats: I took your advice about how to improve my chapters but it won’t be until the next chapter as this one is the last I had
written before you began to give me advice. I’m so glad that the last chapter was your fav so far but maybe this one will top
it. I certainly hope so. Thanks for the advice and please keep reviewing, I enjoy hearing what you’ve got to say.
Here is chapter 11: with black forest cake and lots of cherries on top.
Kurama dragged Yusuke’s half asleep body downstairs to breakfast early Monday morning, and sat next to Harry, who wondered how
it was possible to look that immaculate at the crack of dawn. A few minutes later, Hermione and Ron joined them at the table
on Harry’s other side. Ron immediately began to shove food in his face, leaving Hermione free to talk to Harry without being
overheard.
“I found out about Kurama and Karasu last night. They were powerful demons that died a while ago. They were both famous for
their cruelty. Kurama was a silver fox demon that was known as The King of Thieves. He pulled off many heists in the thousand
years he lived and was never caught until he went back to a place he had stolen from to rescue his partner in crime. He was
caught in a bounty hunters trap and he died. Karasu reportedly died recently in a demon tournament. He was a master of
invisible explosives that he placed on his victims while touching them inappropriately.” Harry looked at Kurama surreptitiously.
“So what does that have to do with anything Hermione?” Hermione hissed in his ear, indignant.
“It means that Suichi may be a demon.” Harry scoffed at her, trying to cover his tracks.
“Well you said they died didn’t you? He can’t be a demon.” He parried, knowing that Kurama was indeed a demon. Hermione huffed
in anger and turned to eat her meal. Suddenly, two owls entered the Great Hall carrying a huge sack. They flew towards Kurama
and dropped it at his feet as he groaned in realization. He took the note from the parcel and read it aloud.
Hey Minamino,
I figured since you practically begged me to take care of your house while you were gone I’d send you all the mail I found
stuffed in the mailbox, under the door, in the flowerbed and everywhere else your stupid fan girls left them. You really need
to start breaking their hearts or they’ll bug you forever.
Sincerely,
Kaitou Yuu
P.S I’ve taken your first place spot and you’ll never get it back.
Kurama opened the bag and an avalanche of pick, scented letters spilled out on the floor. He sighed and vanished all but the
normal looking ones to leave only one envelope, which he tucked in the pocket of his robes. He looked up and saw the golden
trio looking at him curiously. Ron gaped at him and asked, ”Blimey, what’s all those for?” Kurama sighed in annoyance.
“In my old school, almost every single girl and some of the guys were in love with me. It was highly creepy.” Hermione looked
at him suspiciously.
“Who is this ‘Kaitou’ and what did he mean by ‘taken first place’?”
“Kaitou is a former schoolmate of mine who was insanely jealous that I always was ranked first in grades. He was always second
place till I came here I suppose.” Professor McGonagall began to pass out the Gryffindors’ class schedules. Yusuke stopped
eating long enough to scan the paper she handed him and scowl at it.
“Dammit! Why do we have to have the old hag first thing in the morning?” Kurama glanced at the paper, and sure enough.
MTWTF
8:00- Muggle Self-Defense- Professor Genkai
9:30- Defense Against the Dart Arts- Professor Touya Yukinosama
11:00- Care of Magical Creatures- Professor Hagrid
Lunch
Free Period
3:00- Herbology- Professor Pomona Sprout
4:30- Potions-Professor Severus Snape
Dinner
Kurama looked at Yusuke, and then at Harry, Ron and Hermione.
“I advise you to stretch very well before going to Genkai’s class. She’ll wear you out and you’ll be in pain for days.” The
warning bell rang and the golden trio blanched. They ran to the room Lockhart had used for the dueling club and walked in.
The room was completely bare, save for the blue padded mats on the floor and the old, pink-haired woman meditating in the
middle of the air. Other students filed in as the final bell rang and stood there waiting for instructions while looking at
Genkai warily.
“What are you slackers looking at? Possessions against the wall. There will be no usage of wands in this class. Well!? Get to
it!” The students scrambled to follow her directions. Harry had then noticed that most of the Slytherins had already done
that and were looking boredly at the floating teacher. Genkai opened her eyes and looked at Yusuke, who strode to her side.
“My former student Yusuke will demonstrate the skills I will pound into each of you by the end of this year. You do the
exercises I tell you every day. If you don’t you fail. Any questions?” Hermione raised her hand.
“Yeah?”
“What good will learning muggle self defense do us?”
“Miss. Granger, if your wand has been broken and you didn’t learn how to fight back you would be dead.” Yusuke nodded at the
disgruntled girl. He leaned down to whisper in Genkai’s ear.
“So am I fighting you, Hiei or Kurama?”
“You fight me. Don’t use all your strength, no spirit attacks.”
“Hai Genkai Baa-chan!” Yusuke saluted her and gave a little mocking bow.
Genkai moved to punch Yusuke in the stomach, but he quickly dodged to the side and kicked her in the hip. He followed with a
series of rabbit punches that barely landed. Genkai ducked and kicked Yusuke into the wall with a resounding crash. He bounced
off the wall, falling to the floor and leaving an imprint in the wall. He jumped and somersaulted through the air to land a
heel drop on her head. Genkai dropped to her knees, feigning defeat and Yusuke bent to make sure she was alright. Genkai
flipped into a handstand and kicked Yusuke with a rolling kick (picture Suzuka’s Rolling Thunder from Angelic Layer) that sent
him to the ceiling. Genkai stood and scoffed at him.
“You must be getting rusty, dimwit. You never used to fall for that.” Yusuke rose, wobbling, from the floor, wiping a trickle
of blood from his chin.
“Shut up old hag. I didn’t expect you to play dirty in front of people.” She smacked him upside the head.
“Are you retarded? I always play dirty, idiot.” She turned to the dumbfounded class, amused at the collective ‘deer in the
headlights’ look they wore on their faces.
“You will be able to do that if you practice and do what I tell you. For homework tonight, meditate four hours, and then do
five hundred pushups. You will be tested on endurance next class. You are dismissed. Potter, Yusuke, Kurama, Malfoy and Hiei.
Stay behind, we have to talk.” The class grabbed their bags and left, grumbling about their new demonic teacher. Genkai
waited until the last one had left before turning to the five she had ordered to stay. She gazed at them piercingly before
pointing down at the mats. Yusuke, Kurama, and Hiei fell to their knees and sat on their heels. Harry and Draco quickly copied
the pose, albeit amateurishly. Genkai nodded and began to pace, leaving Draco to impatiently wonder what she had called them
back for. He continued to stare at her and he started reflexively when she turned her gaze on him.
“Malfoy, Hiei tells me you wish to train with us to learn to fight Voldemort. Would this be correct?” Draco nodded.
“Yes, Professor Genkai, that is right.” He looked at Hiei curiously, wondering where this was leading.
“Very well. Every Saturday night you’ll train with Potter and my three pupils.” Draco’s eyes widened in shock. The only way
Hiei could think of to get him to befriend Harry was to train with the demonic new teacher? Sadistic bastard. He saw Hiei
snickering out of the corner of his eyes. Draco was surprised to also see a slight smile on Harry’s face at the news. Maybe
there was hope for him after all. Genkai then turned to Harry, breaking him out of his happy musings.
“Potter, Kurama tells me you overheard a conversation best left unheard and you know his secret. You’ll keep it to yourself if
you know what’s good for you.” Harry smiled at her to assuage her assumptions.
“Of course, Professor Genkai. I would never think of telling such an embarrassing secret.” Genkai raised her eyebrow and
clasped her hands behind her back.
“Thank you. You may leave. When you all address me, call me sensei or Genkai. None of that Professor crap. Dimwit, tell Touya
about the arrangements.” Yusuke gave her a mocking salute and left, the others following. Harry looked at his watch as they
walked towards the DADA classroom, and gasped in dismay. They were over twenty minutes late!