Worthy Of Magic

Part 29 - Dancing Strings

Fourth September, Nineteen Ninety-Four – Hogwarts: Defence against Dark Arts

"Ravens and Snakes," Sirius said, with a roll of his eyes. "Well, we can easily say this ought to be the smartest class in of the year eh?"

"Bushy Bucktooth ain't here professor," joked Malfoy.

Sirius smiled thinly. "No she ain't," he said softly. "Tell me Mr Malfoy. Does detention every Saturday with Professor Hagrid sound pleasant to you?"

Draco Malfoy scowled. "No," he sneered. He knew exactly who Sirius Black was. Rebel scum.

"Open your mouth out of turn again and I'll see to it the detention sticks until Christmas."

Draco glared and didn't reply.

Sirius grinned. He clapped his hands together and turned to the rest of the class.

"Alright then. First things first. I Sirius Black, do solemnly swear I will not give homework. Ever."

With a few words, Sirius Black became a Hogwarts legend. His words eventually reached the curious ears of Fred and George Weasley and put into motion an exciting meeting of the minds of pranksters.

Dumbledore had been smart to make Sirius the new defence against the dark arts professor. He had brought in an eye who had learnt how to keep a watch on Harry and he was also helping a broken soul heal by the magic that was Hogwarts.

"Settle down," he said over the excited din. "In light of recent events, we are going to dive into a topic that is usually reserved for the end of the year but we're going to start with it. We're going to learn about curses."

The class was enraptured. Even Draco and Daphne had their full attention on Sirius. All of them except for one Raven.

Harry was sitting alone at the back of the class, his legs folded and busy scribbling in a leather bound book.

Sirius's eyes kept gravitating to Harry and he didn't bother him. A Harry that was with books was a safe Harry.

"How many of you have heard of the Merovian curses?"

Blank stares greeted Sirius and he chuckled. "I would think not," he said. "They are mentioned in a book written by Morgana le Fay. They were four terrible curses she called the Merovian Curses."

Sirius paused and let his eyes sweep across the room. The memory of their first fight with the Knights of Walpurgis flashed in his mind.

"I'm not here to teach you about them. I'm here to teach you how to defend against them. How to defend yourselves against the Dark Arts."

Harry glanced at his godfather with a small smile. The yellow in core of his godfather were glowing bright. He was going to do well as a Professor.

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Fifteen September, Nineteen Ninety-Four – Hogwarts: Great Hall

It was dinner time and the school was gathered in full force. There was to be an announcement.

The last month had been unpleasant for Harry. He couldn't venture into the forest; he was constantly under watch by men in red cloaks who Dumbledore had said were sent by the Ministry to keep an eye on him until the trial. All the students talked about him and how he was a murderer now. It annoyed Harry, he had been a murderer long before the Goblins.

A preliminary hearing was to be held on thirty first October for which the Ministry would be sending an official to Hogwarts. Evidence was to be gathered in the meantime and after the preliminary hearing the main trail at the ministry was to be held. That was the thing Dumbledore was planning to avoid so that Harry would not fall into Voldemort's hands.