A different kind

SilverFang sat in the DADA classroom and waited for
his first class, Ravenclaw and Slytherin first years, to
show up. Finally, the first trickle of students wandered
into his classroom. He smiled warmly as they walked in.
Then the one girl he had been looking for wandered in.
SilverFang noticed that Crystal had a glamour cast on
her and was impressed. A first year that could do a solid
glamour was powerful and talented indeed. He then
pushed past her glamour and was taken by surprise. She
had a large black eye, and her eyes were blood shot.
He quickly withdrew his gaze and continued to smile at
his pupils, giving Crystal an extra warm smile, which she
hesitantly returned. Then everyone had arrived.

\"Hello everyone. For our first day, I thought we could talk
and get to know one another, and find out what you
guys want to learn. The first half of the year will consist
of animals, and the second half will consist of defense.Yes,
um- I\'m sorry. I didn\'t catch your name last night at the
feast.\" SilverFang apologized. The girl with her hand raised
giggled.

\"Professor SilverFang, why don\'t we do defense first and
creatures second?\" She asked. SilverFang grinned at her.

\"Wouldn\'t you want to get to know some cuddly evil
animals first? Before Professor Black introduces them to
you? I\'m sure you\'d like to know when to run away and
when not to.\" He said. Ravenclaw and about half of
Slytherin laughed.

\"Will we learn about vampires?\" A boy from Slytherin
asked. SilverFang smiled.

\"Yes, but not until your second year.\" He replied. The
boy pouted.
\"Professor?\" Crystal asked shyly. SilverFang nodded,
encouraging her to speak. \"Do you know my dad?\" She
asked softly. SilverFang\'s heart froze.

\"Why do you ask?\" He asked after a moment.

\"Well, by the way you spoke, it sounded like you knew
him.\" She whispered fearfully. SilverFang relaxed a little.

\"Don\'t be timid in my class. I want you to speak out and
tell me your opinions. Now, to answer your question,
knew him through some one else a long time ago. Your
father never knew of me.\" He replied. He then turned
back to the class. \"Is there anymore questions?\"

\"Yeah, where\'d you get those pants?\" A boy from Slytherin
asked. SilverFang shrugged.

\"You\'d have to ask Madam Whitestone. She\'s the one who
dragged me into the store.\" He replied. A couple of the
girls giggled.

\"Is she your girlfriend?\" One of the Ravenclaw girls asked.
SilverFang shot her a dazzling grin.

\"Nah. She\'s with Professor GoldFeather. She\'s just a good
friend of mine.\" He explained.

\"Are you single?\" Another girl giggled. SilverFang tried to
pinpoint the questioner but the identity could not be found.
He just grinned.

\"Single as single can be. Now, if there\'s any questions
not relating to my love life, please ask them.\" He said,
clapping his hands. One timid boy raised his hand. \"Yes
Mr.-\"

\"Alexander Longbottom. Sir, are we going to have to
defend ourselves against the animals?\" He whispered
fearfully. SilverFang had a brief flash back of Neville. He
had been killed last year by some Death Eaters for
protecting his girlfriend, who happened to be a muggle
born witch.

\"Yes and no. You\'ll be taught how to defend yourself,
and you will be tested on how well you can defend yourself,
but you won\'t have to do it so that you are in danger.\" He
replied. \"Any more questions?\" He paused. \"Good. Now, I
want all of you to sit from the front left of the room and
go down through the rows sitting as Slytherin, Ravenclaw,
Slytherin, Ravenclaw. Okay, lets get rearranged.\" The kids
did as he said, a couple grumbling, but they did as they
were told. SilverFang watched them from the corner of his
eye as he went and turned on a record player that had been
there since Lupin had taught, and put on a record. The kids
gave him a funny look once they were all seated.

\"What\'s with the music sir?\" A girl asked. SilverFang grinned.

\"Doesn\'t it help to lighten the mood? A professor from a
while back did this with one of his classes, and his students\'
grades shot up. It helps to relax the atmosphere and make
learning more fun. Okay, we\'re going to start with you, my
dear-\" He waved at the Ravenclaw girl.

\"Patricia Feditera.\" She said with a smile.

\"Tell us, do you have any pets?\" He asked. She beamed.

\"I have a cat, Jewel, and my mom has an owl named Storm.\"
She said. He nodded.

\"Any brothers or sisters?\" He asked. She shook her head.

\"Nope, I\'m an only child.\" She replied.

\"Alright, now you.\" He said, gesturing towards the Slytherin
boy sitting next to her.

\"Gene Randers, sir. I\'ve got an owl named Killer and two
younger sisters. Shirly and Claudia.\" The boy complied.
SilverFang kept the class going. When they were done, it
was his turn.

\"My name is SilverFang. No, it\'s not my real name, but I\'m
under oath not to inform anyone my real name. I\'ve got two
pets, one who really isn\'t mine, but was given to me to take
care of by a friend. That pet\'s name is Fawkes, he\'s a
pheonix, and my owl\'s name is Hedwig, also given to me
from the same person. I have no siblings.\" He said and then
clapped his hands.

\"Okay, starting tomorrow, we\'ll begin on Boggarts. Now,
before we all get up and leave, can anyone tell me what a
boggart is?\" He asked. No one raised their hands. \"Anyone?\"
He asked slowly. Finally, a Ravenclaw girl, Josephina,
raised her hand.

\"Yes, Josephina?\" He asked. She blushed at his remembering
her name.

\"It\'s something that takes on the form of something we fear.
Anything we fear.\" She whispered shyly. SilverFang nodded.

\"Very good. You\'re muggle born, correct?\" He asked. She
nodded. \"Studied your text books before you came, didn\'t
you?\" He asked. She nodded again, going a little redder. \"Ten
points to Ravenclaw. And five points to everyone who
participated today.\" He said and the bell rang. \"You\'re
dismissed.\" He announced.

He prepared for the rest of his classes, doing the same thing
with all of them, except for with the older years, he had them
tell him what they had already learned. He was impressed with
the last teacher. His third years had learned about every dark
creature in their text books. He was going to have to start
them on defense now, with the older years as well.

When lunch came, he didn\'t go to the Great Hall. Instead he
slipped into the kitchen and to his surprise of being in there
after no less then five minutes, an elf had attatched itself to
his waist. He managed to pry the creature off of him before
he gasped in surprise.

\"Mr. Harry Potter sir! Its good to see you! Yes it is! They
said Mr. Harry Potter sir was dead, but I said no, no, no!
Mr.Harry Potter sir cannot be dead! And heres you are! Back
in Hogwarts! Mr. Harry Potter sir! What has you done with
your hair? Its long and silver! And where\'s Mr. Harry Potter
sir\'s scar? I do not see it!\" Dobby rattled on. SilverFang
shushed him.

\"Dobby, don\'t call me by that name. My name is SilverFang
now.\" SilverFang whispered. Dobby\'s eyes widened.

\"Yous went to the Master, Mr. SilverFang!\" He gasped.
SilverFang smiled at how Dobby could so easly grasp things.

\"Dobby, could I get a sandwhich?\" He asked. \"Preferably a
ham sandwhich?\" He asked. Dobby took off running and
two house elves came up with some tea for him, which he
thanked them kindly. Dobby came running back with his
sandwhich, and SilverFang thanked him and left.

He went for a walk out on the grounds. He didn\'t have any
more classes for the rest of the day. He walked along the
ground, reliving memories from the old days. He then
walked to the Quidditch pitch, and remembered flying. He
hadn\'t gone flying in years. Ever since his last Quidditch
match in fact. He looked around, looking to see if he had
any witnesses, and then whispered \"Accio Broom\" and after
a minute, his room was with him, in his hand. He mounted
his broom and took off, soaring around the pitch, reliving
his memories of old games. He then began soaring around
the goal posts and such. He then heard a whistle and saw
Madam Hooch down on the ground with a class of students.
He grinned wryly and flew down.

\"Professor SilverFang, so nice of you to come back to the
ground.\" She said. He grinned sheepishly.

\"Sorry, Madam Hooch. I haven\'t flown in years and I
guess I got lost.\" He explained. The girls in the class
giggled and he noticed that it was his first class from
that day. He winked at them.

\"Yes, well it was nice of you to demonstrate what proper
flying looks like.\" She said sharply. He then noticed that
Crystal was missing.

\"Madam Hooch, aren\'t you missing a student?\" He asked.
She frowned and studied her class.

\"Oh, Miss Lupin-Black was called away by her father.\" She
explained. SilverFang nodded and smiled.

\"Well, I\'ll let you start your class now. I apologize for
causing a disruption.\" He said with a warm smile. She
smiled back at him.

\"Understandable. Flying is one of my greastest joys as
well.\" She said and then turned to her class as SilverFang
walked away. He headed towards Hagrid\'s old hut when
he heard a loud slap. He quickly jogged towards the source.
He hid in the shadows and stared at what he saw.

\"My daughter a Slytherin? You disgust me, Crystal! Remus
will be as disappointed in you as I am! How could you
dishonor our family in such a way!\" Sirius demanded.
Crystal sobbed.

\"I\'m sorry daddy.\" She whispered. Sirius slapped her
again so hard, she fell to the ground.

\"Don\'t you dare call me that! I am not your father anymore!\"
He growled. SilverFang decided that he had seen enough.
He strode out of the shadows.

\"Nor should you be if you\'re beating your own child.\" He
said coldly, surprising both Sirius and Crystal. He quickly
moved to Crystal\'s side and picked her up. She instantly
clung to him, crying into his shoulder. Sirius and SilverFang
glared at each other. \"You know, I knew Harry Potter before
he died. He told me about you. Told me about how you
were such a kind, honorable man. Someone that you could
always rely on. He told me how he didn\'t deserve to live
because he had caused you to die. How he had taken out
someone who could save more people than he possibly could.
But I think he was wrong. You\'re not that kind of man. And
I\'m glad that he died before he had the chance to see what
kind of a man you really are. I think that would have hurt him
far more than anything else could possibly have.\" SilverFang
said so coldly, that you could almost see his breath on the air.

Siruis winced, and looked away. The pain evident on his face.
With that said, SilverFang strode away, carrying Crystalin his
arms. He took her to his private rooms and got rid of her
glamours. She was worse than she had been that morning.
He set about healing her, and when he was done, he
summoned Dobby and requested that he bring them some tea

\"It\'s not all from daddy.\" A soft whisper came from Crystal,
surprising SilverFang. He turned around and found her
watching him.

\"Is it from Lupin?\" He asked. She shook her head.

\"No, father loves me and heals me. He used to fight with
daddy about it, but daddy was never the same after Harry
died. When they brought him back from the veil almost
two months after Harry had died, it almost killed him. He
kept saying that he had failed. That it was his fault. So he
began drinking. He drank a lot. Sometimes he\'d hit father,
but every now and then he\'d hit me. Saying I wasn\'t as
good as Harry and that I\'d never be.\" She whispered, tears
running down her face. Dobby reappeared with the tea, saw
what was going on and gave Harry a look that seemed to
be telling him to go and comfort her.

\"Crystal, I\'m going to tell you a secret that I shouldn\'t, and
it could very well mean my death if I tell you, but I\'m going
to tell you anyway because you deserve to know. If I tell
you this secret, do you promise not to tell anyone, not
even Sirius or Lupin?\" SilverFang asked, walking over to her,
and hugging her. He knew what it was like to live with child
abuse. The Dursleys used to beat him all the time. Crystal
barely nodded as she looked up at him.

\"Crystal, my real name is Harry Potter.\" He told her. \"Finite
Incatum.\" He whispered and all of his glamours fell away,
leaving him standing there in his real appearance. She
stared up at him, her tears in her eyes still, but she was
in shock.