Datenshi - Fallen Angel

A/N: Yeah chapter 5 I think you guys will like this one.... *strokes chin*


Chapter 5
The first day of classes

Harry made his way to the dungeons while the students made their way to their dorms. Most of the students looked at him in awe as he stalked past while others shrank into a corner. He smirked on the inside at the reactions but paid no mind.

He arrived at the painting he knew so well and moved his hand to knock. Though, the door opened all by itself. Harry cautiously walked into the room and looked around. There was no one in the chambers, and Severus wasn't there. His eye caught sight of a parchment laying on the coffee table in the living room.

He picked up the parchment gently expecting anything that could happen, but to his relief nothing did. He read it quickly

Dear Harry,
I know I'm supposed to be there but I am still attending to my first years so if you can wait a few moments I shall be with you soon.
Severus

Harry smiled and replaced the letter. He sauntered through the chambers remembering so much. Though there was one thing that changed. The snake painting that was in the dining room had been moved. He searched the chambers until he found the painting. It was now hanging on the wall in Severus' study.

~Why hello sssnake talker long time no ssspeak. ~

~Hello how are you doing? It hasss been a long time. ~

~I isss doing fine. Though the massster isss not. Hisss been sssick sssince you've left. Drinking a vile drink and retching almossst every morn. ~

~Why would he do that? Hisss hasss moved on. ~

~No he hasss not. He isss outssside the door. ~


Severus made his way back from the slytherins he was a little tired. It was that same speech about sticking together and not to let their marks slip. Also he had answered several questions then sent them to bed. He just wanted a tall glass of whiskey and to snuggle into bed.

As he entered his chambers hissing assaulted his ears. Hissing he had heard in years. Harry had found the snake painting he had moved. He smiled and made his way to the door. He watched silently as Harry and the snake exchanged, what he though as, pleasantries.

Harry turned and looked at him with a smile "You enjoy talking to the snake don't you?"

Harry stood "Well I always have a spy on you. That's something that I can hold over your head" he smirked a little "So how were the 1st years?"

"As excited as every year. They kept asking me about you. Because some one found out that you were my student."

He laughed "My my. I shall frighten them the first day." He removed his outer cloak and his weapons showed.

Severus sat down "Now, for why I called you here is to schedule the night of observation. You will arrive in my chambers by 8 o'clock. You will then prepare for bed at normal. By 9 o'clock you will take the dreamless sleep and I will place the monitoring spell on you and you will sleep. You understand?"

Harry nodded "Crystal." He sat up "If that is all I'll leave you to what ever you need to get done and hopefully that includes sleep because a little snake told me you weren't sleeping properly. Maybe you should start making dreamless sleep for your self." With that Harry left the chambers without looking back.


Harry felt like running out of chamber of the potion master. He fled with a sneer on his face and when he arrived to his chambers he striped himself of his clothes and step into the shower. He let the water caress his body.

He had so much he needed to take in. according to Samantha he was drinking of foul drink and vomiting almost every morning. The only thing that he could see that happening for was if Severus became an alcoholic. He had never seen signs of alcoholism in Severus. He only ever had a drink or maybe two twice in a blue moon, nothing that would build up into being alcoholism.

Thoughts past through his mind and he stood under the showerhead. He rubbed his face and leaned against the wall. Had he started drinking for the same reason? That he, himself, started cutting. No, that couldn't be. Severus had been the one to cut contact with Harry not the other way around. On Friday he was going to find out exactly what was going on.

He stepped out of the shower and made his way to his bed. He'll sleep on it for tonight though. He slipped into some sleepwear and went to bed.


Severus sighed as soon as Harry left. What had the blasted snake painting told him? He had forgotten that Harry was very attached to the snake painting. Maybe he should have given it to him, but now he was stuck. What if the snake had told Harry that he drank a lot? He was screwed. He sighed softly and sat in his chair.

He grasped his whiskey about to pour himself a bit but decided against it. Maybe tonight wouldn't be that best this to drink. He made his way to his bathroom and got ready for bed. There wasn't much he could do about what the snake told Harry. He would wait to be confronted with it.

He slipped into bed and fell asleep very quickly.


The next morning the great hall was buzzing with thoughts of how Professor Potter would teach. They had everything from live examples to auror training. As the schedules were being given out about half the students groaned.

Harry smirked behind his tea. He never remembered being that disappointed in his schedule. Well, all right, maybe when he say double potions with the Slytherins. Those brought memories back of messed up potions and intensive training. Looking back on it now they were good times. Even if they annoyed the heck out of him when he was going through it.


Severus gave out his students' schedules and a lot of them groaned or whined that they didn't have Potter that day. He smirked quickly but it vanished into a scowl. He didn't know if the students would like Harry's teaching plan.

He made his way back to the head table and sat beside Harry who was trying to hold in his laugher about the children's disapproval of their schedules. He whispered in a low voice "You were like that to 5 years ago."

Harry nodded "I know. And that makes it even funnier"


Harry sat in the front of the Defense class waiting for the students to arrive. His first class was the third years, and he didn't know what to expect because all that he had heard was that the last 2 professors and been royal crap.

The first couple of student showed up a little unsure of the room. It was deck out in painting and armor and a few swords, enchanted so the children couldn't touch them of course. As soon as the classroom was filled the door slammed shut. Everyone jumped and looked at the door, no one was there. They looked at the teacher.

Harry stood and leaned on his desk looking at the class. "Welcome to your first competent Defense class since you entered Hogwarts. I can make this class fairly enjoyable too all of you by integrating practice along with this class, but for those you care not to listen to instructions then you are going to find this just as fun as going to Professor Bin's class and actually taking notes or potions with professor Snape breathing down your neck. I have taught dunderhead aurors to do a good job. I don't want to use the same tactics on students,"

By the end of the day the 5 classes that Harry had were all distributing their rendition of the class. On the whole Harry was that teacher that everyone wanted to stay on his good side. A lot of the students called him interesting, cool and intelligent. A small portion called him evil, mean, an idiot and the-man-who-thought-he-could-teach. He was content with all of the names that students seemed to come up with.

For that first day everything seemed to be doing well. Though he couldn't quite forget the rendezvous that he with Severus that night.

TBC...

A/N: Yes I know short chapters compared to the others... It just felt right to end here. Tell me what you think. 'Till the next chapter.