Y/n Grindelwald a pure-blood witch, also the daughter of THE Gellert Grindelwald. Being taken away from her father at a very young age and her father being locked up shortly after. Y/n was given to an orphanage to be raised. Y/n was bullied at the o...
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"Alastor Moody." He spoke while writing his name on the board. "Ministry malcontent. And your new defense against the dark arts teacher. I'm here because Dumbledore asked me, end of story, goodbye, the end. Any questions?" Moody spoke clearly.
"Well doesn't he sound like he wants to be here." I spoke sarcastically.
"He has one jolly spirit." Micheal added sarcastically. "You think he'll actually teach us anything?" Micheal asked.
"No. This has to be a joke. I mean, he's clearly mad as a hatter! What is he gonna teach us-" I began.
"I see that some of you think it's appropriate to speak while I AM TALKING!" He yelled. Micheal and I tried to contain our laughter.
"Miss....?" He spoke.
"Grindelwald. Y/n Grindelwald." I spoke clearly while in my seat. His eyes widened.
"Well, Miss Grindelwald... STAND!" He yelled.
"Your in no position to be making demands." I spoke nonchalantly.
"I am your teacher!" He snapped.
"Wow! You know what your role is! Bravo! Now get back to teaching will ya? I'm bored here." I spoke. Moody rolled his eye and walked back to the front.
"When it comes to the dark arts, I believe in a practical approach." Moody spoke. "But first, which of you can tell me how many unforgivable curses there are?" Moody asked.
"Your kidding right? A first year would know the answer to that!" I spoke annoyed.
"Then Miss Grindelwald, answer the question." Moody ordered.
"Three sir." I spoke.
"And they are so named?" He asked.
"Because they are unforgivable." I spoke obviously.
"Way to go captain obvious." Michael spoke.
"Oh shut up." I spoke lightly shoving him.
"Use of any one of them will-" Hermione added.
"Will earn you a one way ticket to Azkaban. Correct! Now the ministry says you're too young to see what these curses do. I say different! You need to know what you're up against, you need to be prepared, you need to find somewhere else to put your chewing gum other than the underside of your desk Mister Finnigan." Moody snapped.
Michael and I snorted simultaneously while Luna just shook her head. "Aw no way, the old codger can see out of the back of his head." Seamus spoke. Moody suddenly threw his chalk at him angrily. "And hear across classrooms!" He snapped.
"So, which curse shall we see first?" Moody asked. I yawned bored because I already knew the curses, what they did and what they looked like.
"WEASLEY!" Moody yelled. Ron slowly but nervously stood up.
"Yes..." Ron asked hesitantly.
"Give us a curse." Moody demanded.
"Well, my dad did tell me about one... the imperius curse." Ron spoke shakily. I rolled my eyes bored and annoyed.
"Ahhh yes, your father would know all about that. Gave the ministry quite a bit of grief a few years ago. Perhaps this will show you why." Moody spoke. Moody popped open a jar with a spider in it.
"Hello. What a little beauty." Moody cooed to the spider.
"Suppose that's his pet?" I whispered to Luna and Micheal. "Yeah his only friend." Michael added. "It's a rather beautiful spider." Luna added.
Moody used his wand to send the spider around the class. "Don't worry. Completely harmless." Moody spoke. All the students began making noise. Some screaming, some laughing. "But if she bites... she's lethal!" Moody added.
"Then, she's not harmless!" I spoke confused. "What an idiot." I muttered.
Draco laughed at the students reaction. "What are you laughing at?" Moody snapped. Moody sent the spider onto Draco's face causing him to freak out.
"Talented isn't she? What shall I have her do next? Jump out the window? Drown herself?" Moody asked. The class became silent. Moody held the spider over a bucket of water.
"Scores of witches and wizards have claimed that they only did you-know-whose bidding under the influence of the imperius curse. But here's the rub, how do we sort out the liars?" Moody asked. This actually caused me to think.
How would they?
"Another.. another.. Come on, come on. Longbottom is it? Up" Moody spoke loudly. Neville stood up nervously.
"Professor Sprout tells me you have an aptitude for herbology." Moody spoke. Neville nodded.
"There's the um.. The Cruciatus Curse." Neville spoke.
"Correct! Correct! come come. Particularly nasty. The torture curse." Moody explained while dragging Neville up to the front.
Moody began torturing the spider using magic. All you heard in the classroom was the spider squealing.
"It sounds like a mandrake." Michael joked.
"Cover your ears Luna it might knock you out." I whispered while lightly nudging her.
"Pay attention, you two." Luna reprimanded.
"Okay mom." Michael joked.
"Stop it! Can't you see it's bothering him, stop it!" Hermione yelled gathering my attention. I looked to see who she was talking about and saw Neville who looked uncomfortable and disturbed.
Moody stopped and picked up the spider which was still making noise. "Perhaps you could give us the last unforgivable curse, Miss Granger." Moody asked.
Hermione shakes her head 'no'. "Avada Kedavra!" Moody yelled and the spider died.
"Aw no way, the old codger just killed his pet." Michael whispered. My hand flew to my mouth attempting to stop myself from laughing.
"The killing curse. Only one person is known to have survived it. And he's sitting in this room." Moody spoke while walking up to Harry's desk and taking a drink out of his flask.
"Brilliant isn't he!" Michael spoke while the three of us walked to our next class.
"Completely demented of course. Terrifying to be in the same room with, he's really BEEN there you know?" I spoke agreeing with Michael.
"There's a reason those curses are unforgivable, and to perform them in a classroom. I mean did you see Neville's face!" We overheard Hermione speaking about the situation. We walked past and ran into Neville.
"Sorry." I spoke.
"It's alright." He spoke clearly not caring.
"Neville?" Luna asked. Suddenly I was pushed aside by Moody. "Son. You alright?" Moody asked. "Rude." I muttered. Neville nodded. "Come on, we'll have a cup of tea. I want to show you something." Moody spoke dragging him away.
"Oh well... I guess I'll check on him later." Luna spoke sadly.
A/N: I'm back guys! I'm not dead I swear. I've been so busy with school and stuff. I'm trying my best though.
