Grandson of Voldemort (Discontinued)

Chapter 10

Harry's POV

I lightened up on Percy a little but that didn't mean I didn't hate him. He was still most definitely evil. The way he acted towards Snape and Malfoy was so casual. There was no way they didn't know each other from death eater business. I walked to DADA with Jackson, Ron, and Hermione. I wondered who the teacher would be. I walked in to the classroom to see...

Dumbledore?

I wondered what he was doing here. Was he teaching DADA? 

"Hello children. Take your seats I have an announcement."

"This year we will be having two Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers. The first one, Remus Lupin." I smiled. Remus was by far my favorite DADA teacher. He walked into the room and smiled at the class. 

"The second one. I have not informed him of bein the teacher, but he will be teaching in swordplay, and other sorts of physical fighting. Perseus Jackson please step forward."

JACKSON??? THE EVIL GUY???? I BET HE'S JUST TEACHING SO HE CAN TRICK US INTO LETTING OUR GAURD DOWN AND KILLING ME!! IT SHOULD BE ME!! I FOUGHT A WAR, I SAVED THE WORLD. WHAT DID THAT EVIL GIT DO?

Slowly GV stepped forward scratching his neck. 

"I uh, thanks?" 

I snorted at his ignorance. I bet I could beat him in a sword fight. Jackson was teaching today so I had the prefect opportunity.

"Uhmmm, right so there are some swords here, don't kill anybody please. There are daggers in that bin, spears over there, and bow and arrow in that closet I think."

The class shuffled about picking up their weapons.

"You want the perfect balance, it isn't about it looking cool, if your in battle and you drop your wand i think you would rather have an easier to handle weapon then a heavy blade that looks nice." 

I huffed and put down my sword, I picked up another one. This one seemed good enough. i checked my watch. It was almost the end of class. 

"Professer jackson!" I said with a sneer. "I challenge you to a duel, can you beat the great Harry Potter?" He just raised an eyebrow and told the rest of the class to clear the floor. Hermione counted down. 

"3, 2,1..GO!"

Faster than I could see my sword was not he other side of the room,  I was backed against the wall, and I had a glowing sword at my throat. 

"Yield?" He asked. I nodded.

"Yield"

I left the class in a bad mood. Jackson. That git messed everything up. He can't just waltz into my school and act like he's the best. He's got the girls all over him, when it should be me they're all over. Well, at least tomorrow we had Lupin instead of that idiot.