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DADA
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“Today I have a tough task for you.” The new DADA teacher bellowed. “Wandless shields. That is the only thing that will save your life if you drop your wand. We will also practice wandless summoning spells. You will work in the same pair as always. Begin.”
Since this was the seventh year all the houses had DADA together. Sirius had been paired off with a Ravenclaw. Kieran Markers. Markers was a vicious bastard, that he was smart was a given- Ravenclaw. Three days ago Sirius would have thought that he would have been perfect for Slytherin.
The new teacher, Professor Kreacher- Sirius always thought it was funny that he bore the same name as his house elf- had set up a camera at his desk. It was a magic detector. Magic Detectors basically filmed magic instead of what was plainly visible.
Professor Kreacher sat at his desk filming his students as they worked. There was mostly blue magic at Hogwarts, with the odd exception. It seemed like the Marauders as a whole were such an exception. He had always thought that the quartet were overrated, had too much confidence and were simply put arrogant, but his Magic Detector told him a different story. Normally a wizards, or witches magic would show as a faint glow against their complexion, but these boys were amazing. Remus Lupin had a beautiful bright golden glow humming three inches off his skin. Peter Pettigrew was just a bit above average and his magic was purple- a rare colour. James Potter was bright red and was glowing much like Lupin.
He shifted the MD over to Markers; he was an ordinary dark blue, his shields however were shit, but at least he had one. Black’s jelly legs hex shot through like an arrow. The Professor sighed and shook his head then turned to look at he Black boy. He didn’t dislike him by any means, but was a spoiled pureblood brat. Just recently he got himself knocked up, and his parents didn’t even tell him off. Then again, no one had bothered to talk to the boy about it besides telling him how stupid he was, or how much of a disappointment he was.
The other teachers had told him that Black was a notorious playboy and a sex addict, but he had not seen any of those tendencies. McGonnegal had even showed him pensive memories, but they only shower a happy kid with a thirst for life.
The small screen suddenly went white. Professor Kreacher frowned and glanced over at the point the camera was filming. It was just Sirius Black. He shifted the camera and it went back to normal. He reversed the zoom and gasped at what he saw. He couldn’t actually see the boy, just a bright iced silver coloured mass shaped like boy that was supposed to show on the screen.
The boy was something beyond anything he had ever seen. Black didn’t have that subtly sheen of magic on his skin, it glowed from within him and turned him into a walking block of ice. This in itself was phenomenal, but the ball of emerald energy pulsing from his midsection, his baby, was simply unheard of. The foster was- according to Madame Pomfrey- three weeks old. It was not supposed to have a magical signature at all until it was six months old, at the earliest. The signature that the baby had was strong enough to belong to a ten-year-old - a powerful one.
Markers shot a fire curse at the pregnant teen, but were stopped by a bright white barrier that surrounded him like a dome and reflected the curse back to its caster. The ball of fire hit Markers square in the chest. Damn! Didn’t he tell them not to use spells to cause serious damage?
He sprang up from his desk, wand levelled at the burning teen, but Black got there first. It only took a few seconds for the flames to disappear, but the damage was already done.
Injured teens aside- Blacks shield had been amazing. He didn’t even look at Markers, he just ‘knew’.
“Potter, get this brat down to the infirmary. Class, this is what happens when you disobey. I specifically said NO PERMANENT INJURY SPELLS! I believe a fire curse leaves some rather hefty marks. Tell me, what would have happened it Mr. Black was not as capable at summoning shields as he is. When do you think would have happened to the baby? What would have happened if Mr. Markers set our aspiring parent on fire? No one?” The class shifted uneasily and held their eyes steadily on the tip of their shoes.
“Well, I will tell you. They would have died- the both of them. I suggest you all read up- no actually this is homework to everyone in addition to the essay on shields, I want a ten inch essay on how curses and spells affect male pregnancies and the repercussions of an abortion. You can all thank Markers for this. Class dismissed, Mr. Black, stay behind please.”
Sirius reluctantly said his goodbyes to his friends- Remus took his book bag- and sat down at a desk at the very front. “Firstly, you don’t have to do either essay. Now, where did you learn a summon shields like that?” Professor Kreacher asked.
“Why do you ask?”
“I’m curious. Whoever taught you must be powerful.”
“My boyfriend taught me.” Sirius said and shrugged his shoulders. The professor arched a brow and gazed at the teen beneath his pale lashes.
“Yeah he his.” Sirius said to Krechers assumption about Tom being powerful.
“Why did he teach you?”
“I don’t really know. He just said it was a shame to see my talents go to waste.”
“True. Tell me please- you don’t have to, though- was he your first?” He saw Sirius turn a deep shade of crimson. He was quite sure the boy was red down to his toes.
“I’m asking because you are one hell of a powerful wizard. The last time the staff pulled a stunt like this and tore down a student, we got a Dark Lord on our hands, the worst in centuries. I wont blame you for joining him with the way they’re treating you, but I’d rather see you safe and sound with the babe growing strong. There are rumours Sirius,” he said and leaned forward “some which I can guarantee that you will not like. The worst part of it is, that the people who are in a position to help you believe these rumours, and therefore won’t. Do you understand what I’m getting at?”
“Yes I do.” Sirius sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “I just can’t believe I’m having a baby. It seems so surreal. We just bumped into each other in the park one day, and…the rest is history.”
“It was a one night stand?” Sirius shook his head. “so he courted you?”
“’bit more than two months. It was the last night before I came here and…”
“You just couldn’t go without.”
“Something like that… it was…overpowering.”
“I understand. Have you told him?”
“I was writing a letter to him a week ago, but then Pomfrey told me…and I have to tell him. I just don’t know how.”
“That’s understandable.”
“He gave me this medallion before I left. It’s cramped with protection spells. The shields you saw is probably from this, not me.”
“Looks like he really cares about you.”
“Hm.” Sirius said with a dreamy smile, but his attention was still fixed on the Professor. “Look, I’ve got to go pack my things. Dinner party tomorrow and it lasts all day so I’m leaving soon.” Sirius said and got up from his chair before the Professor could ask any more questions. “Thanks for caring.”
“You’re welcome kid” Professor Kreacher said to the closed classroom door.
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“Today I have a tough task for you.” The new DADA teacher bellowed. “Wandless shields. That is the only thing that will save your life if you drop your wand. We will also practice wandless summoning spells. You will work in the same pair as always. Begin.”
Since this was the seventh year all the houses had DADA together. Sirius had been paired off with a Ravenclaw. Kieran Markers. Markers was a vicious bastard, that he was smart was a given- Ravenclaw. Three days ago Sirius would have thought that he would have been perfect for Slytherin.
The new teacher, Professor Kreacher- Sirius always thought it was funny that he bore the same name as his house elf- had set up a camera at his desk. It was a magic detector. Magic Detectors basically filmed magic instead of what was plainly visible.
Professor Kreacher sat at his desk filming his students as they worked. There was mostly blue magic at Hogwarts, with the odd exception. It seemed like the Marauders as a whole were such an exception. He had always thought that the quartet were overrated, had too much confidence and were simply put arrogant, but his Magic Detector told him a different story. Normally a wizards, or witches magic would show as a faint glow against their complexion, but these boys were amazing. Remus Lupin had a beautiful bright golden glow humming three inches off his skin. Peter Pettigrew was just a bit above average and his magic was purple- a rare colour. James Potter was bright red and was glowing much like Lupin.
He shifted the MD over to Markers; he was an ordinary dark blue, his shields however were shit, but at least he had one. Black’s jelly legs hex shot through like an arrow. The Professor sighed and shook his head then turned to look at he Black boy. He didn’t dislike him by any means, but was a spoiled pureblood brat. Just recently he got himself knocked up, and his parents didn’t even tell him off. Then again, no one had bothered to talk to the boy about it besides telling him how stupid he was, or how much of a disappointment he was.
The other teachers had told him that Black was a notorious playboy and a sex addict, but he had not seen any of those tendencies. McGonnegal had even showed him pensive memories, but they only shower a happy kid with a thirst for life.
The small screen suddenly went white. Professor Kreacher frowned and glanced over at the point the camera was filming. It was just Sirius Black. He shifted the camera and it went back to normal. He reversed the zoom and gasped at what he saw. He couldn’t actually see the boy, just a bright iced silver coloured mass shaped like boy that was supposed to show on the screen.
The boy was something beyond anything he had ever seen. Black didn’t have that subtly sheen of magic on his skin, it glowed from within him and turned him into a walking block of ice. This in itself was phenomenal, but the ball of emerald energy pulsing from his midsection, his baby, was simply unheard of. The foster was- according to Madame Pomfrey- three weeks old. It was not supposed to have a magical signature at all until it was six months old, at the earliest. The signature that the baby had was strong enough to belong to a ten-year-old - a powerful one.
Markers shot a fire curse at the pregnant teen, but were stopped by a bright white barrier that surrounded him like a dome and reflected the curse back to its caster. The ball of fire hit Markers square in the chest. Damn! Didn’t he tell them not to use spells to cause serious damage?
He sprang up from his desk, wand levelled at the burning teen, but Black got there first. It only took a few seconds for the flames to disappear, but the damage was already done.
Injured teens aside- Blacks shield had been amazing. He didn’t even look at Markers, he just ‘knew’.
“Potter, get this brat down to the infirmary. Class, this is what happens when you disobey. I specifically said NO PERMANENT INJURY SPELLS! I believe a fire curse leaves some rather hefty marks. Tell me, what would have happened it Mr. Black was not as capable at summoning shields as he is. When do you think would have happened to the baby? What would have happened if Mr. Markers set our aspiring parent on fire? No one?” The class shifted uneasily and held their eyes steadily on the tip of their shoes.
“Well, I will tell you. They would have died- the both of them. I suggest you all read up- no actually this is homework to everyone in addition to the essay on shields, I want a ten inch essay on how curses and spells affect male pregnancies and the repercussions of an abortion. You can all thank Markers for this. Class dismissed, Mr. Black, stay behind please.”
Sirius reluctantly said his goodbyes to his friends- Remus took his book bag- and sat down at a desk at the very front. “Firstly, you don’t have to do either essay. Now, where did you learn a summon shields like that?” Professor Kreacher asked.
“Why do you ask?”
“I’m curious. Whoever taught you must be powerful.”
“My boyfriend taught me.” Sirius said and shrugged his shoulders. The professor arched a brow and gazed at the teen beneath his pale lashes.
“Yeah he his.” Sirius said to Krechers assumption about Tom being powerful.
“Why did he teach you?”
“I don’t really know. He just said it was a shame to see my talents go to waste.”
“True. Tell me please- you don’t have to, though- was he your first?” He saw Sirius turn a deep shade of crimson. He was quite sure the boy was red down to his toes.
“I’m asking because you are one hell of a powerful wizard. The last time the staff pulled a stunt like this and tore down a student, we got a Dark Lord on our hands, the worst in centuries. I wont blame you for joining him with the way they’re treating you, but I’d rather see you safe and sound with the babe growing strong. There are rumours Sirius,” he said and leaned forward “some which I can guarantee that you will not like. The worst part of it is, that the people who are in a position to help you believe these rumours, and therefore won’t. Do you understand what I’m getting at?”
“Yes I do.” Sirius sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “I just can’t believe I’m having a baby. It seems so surreal. We just bumped into each other in the park one day, and…the rest is history.”
“It was a one night stand?” Sirius shook his head. “so he courted you?”
“’bit more than two months. It was the last night before I came here and…”
“You just couldn’t go without.”
“Something like that… it was…overpowering.”
“I understand. Have you told him?”
“I was writing a letter to him a week ago, but then Pomfrey told me…and I have to tell him. I just don’t know how.”
“That’s understandable.”
“He gave me this medallion before I left. It’s cramped with protection spells. The shields you saw is probably from this, not me.”
“Looks like he really cares about you.”
“Hm.” Sirius said with a dreamy smile, but his attention was still fixed on the Professor. “Look, I’ve got to go pack my things. Dinner party tomorrow and it lasts all day so I’m leaving soon.” Sirius said and got up from his chair before the Professor could ask any more questions. “Thanks for caring.”
“You’re welcome kid” Professor Kreacher said to the closed classroom door.
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If you're all good reviewers i'll see about whippign up a chapter for you a few days early.....