Inseparable

CHAPTER TWENTY

Tom sat himself down at the head of the long table in the gloomy setting of the room of requirement.

He decided to teach his knights every subject because, well, he knew about every subject. He wasn't a know-it-all though. Know-it-alls were the annoying Ravenclaws who couldn't keep their hands down in the classroom.

No, he was smart, intelligent and in no way a know-it-all.

Yes, maybe Slughorn always picked him first to answer a question and yes, he always answered correctly, and yes, he was liked by many teachers, and yes, he got the highest scores in tests, but he still wasn't a know-it-all.

But right now, he was impatient. He planned to have his meeting at exactly eleven o'clock so that they would finish in time for lunch. According to the large grandfather clock in the corner of the room, it was five past eleven, and they were still waiting for Avery and Lestrange.

Tom looked to his left where Harry was sitting, already bored, reading from his healing textbook, probably doing his homework.

Finally, at seven past eleven, Avery and Lestrange ran into the room.

Maybe today would be a good day to demonstrate the curses he found today, but then again, that would just put him even further behind schedule.

Maybe he could quickly curse them now, or maybe he could squeeze it in just before the end. He could also take his time to curse them and cover the rest of the material in the next meeting, but then they would all be a meeting behind.

Harry was bored.  Actually, he was very bored. He only really came as a show of support. He would much rather finish his homework than sit in silence, waiting for people to arrive for a meeting.

So that is what he did. He took out his textbook and continued to read the chapter about blood. They had recently finished the topic bones and moved onto blood.

Blood was a very interesting topic. There were so many things that could be done, different spells, which Harry couldn't wait to try, to manipulate all the different cells in the blood. There was this one spell that would travel through the bloodstream and destroy any infected cell, a quick blood replenishment potion and boom; the blood would be healthy again.

This got Harry thinking could the spell be tampered with, and could it be made so that all the cells would be destroyed, effectively destroying the whole bloodstream. It was certainly a theory he would be looking into.

He took a piece of parchment and wrote down the incantation and all other useful facts about the spell.

Tom had made his decision; punctuality would be at the top of the list. After all, he can not have a repeat of this. Seven minutes is a long time to sit and wait.

"Finally, Avery, Lestrange, you decided to join us," Tom drawled, "you do know I requested for your presence at eleven o'clock."

"Yeah, I know, sorry about that we were-"

"Now, now," Tom said, cutting Lestrange off, "I don't need to hear your excuses. Anyway, today I planned to show you a spell I've read about."

"I've managed to get that book from the restricted section of the library, so my assumptions are the last none of you have heard of it."

Some of the people around the table sat up straighter when they heard the words. They were true that it was unlikely to read any of the books from the restricted section, as the professors were very strict on who they let in and who they didn't.

"I have yet to cast the spell; however, I think that today would be the perfect day to try it out. It also seems that I have two volunteers to be the first to experience this spell," Tom said, giving Avery and Lestrange a pointed look.