The Noble House Black.

Part 6

Leo's Pov, 

Stupid Malfoy with his stupid comments! Who does he think he is everyone bloody knows that his father is a Death Eater and if Voldemort was to ever come at power again he'll run back to his master like the little bitch he is! Well he looks like a bloody mess and so does Crabbe and he got a month detention while I got a week's worth is it favorism? No he provoked me if he kept his bloody mouth shut nothing would have happened! 

"Turn to page 394." Severus says as he walks into the classroom and oke? This isn't his class but alright. Opening my book as the seat next to me is empty I soon raise my brow as it's Werewolves? 

"Suffice it to say your professor finds himself incapable of teaching......at the present time. Turn to page 394." He says after Harry asked him where Lupin is before Snape uses his wand to turn Ron's page to the right one. 

"Werewolves?!" He says with disbelief before a voice next to me speaks, well hello Hermione.... this girl is taking way to many classes. "Sir, we just learned about red caps and hinkypunks. We're not meant to start night creatures for weeks." She says as she opens her book before the voice of Severus speaks. 

"Quiet." 

"When did she come in? Did you see her come in?" Ron asks me in disbelief as he looks at Hermione, if you only knew Ronald... if you only knew. "Now, which one of you can tell me the difference......between an Animagus and a werewolf? Leo?" He asks as he ignores Hermione who lifts her hand up. 

"A werewolf does not wish to change it's a man or woman who once was  bitten by one on a full moon as only the bite of a turnend Werewolf can give a person the same afflation or he's been giving the ability to shapeshift, the only time when you truly know a person is a werewolf is at a full moon and they are forced to shift they lose control of themselves and do no longer remembers their closest friends or family. Now a Animagus is someone who went through the proces to become a Animagus they chose when they wish to change, they keep their memories and their human mind.......... so they are not a danger unless they wish to be.......... some believe that the wizard of witch can turn into a animal of choosing but they turn into a creature that represents who they truly are and some kind of marking of the person in human form will appear on the animal it can be a scar...... a pattern of glasses something they can be noticed by." I speak making the man nod his head. 

"Now for all the others of you as an antidote to your ignorance, and on my desk, by Monday morning......two rolls of parchment on the werewolf, with emphasis......on recognizing it." He speaks as he walks back towards the slide machine before Harry speaks. "It's Quidditch tomorrow."  

"Then l suggest you take extra care, Mr. Potter. Loss of limb will not excuse you. Page 394. The term "werewolf"......is a contraction of the Anglo-Saxon word "wer"......which means "man," and "wolf." Werewolf, man-wolf. There are several ways to become a werewolf. They include being given the power of shape-shifting......being bitten by a werewolf...." Severus speaks and I'm ready for the match tomorrow Wood has been training us pretty hard because it's his last year and he really wants to win the cup this year! So I'm ready to kick some ass. And if needed kick someone off of their bloody broom! 

The Next Day. 

Flying through the wind, rain, hail? Thunder! I soon throw the quaffle through the hoop again as the wind is trying to take me with it! It's 50 for us 0 for them..... well it's hard to see shit on in this weather!  And well Hufflepuff is Hufflepuff..... they aren't bad but they also aren't the best quidditch players in the school.  But for the weather I wish I could say the Impervius spell did the trick it helps but merlin the weather is just horrible! 

Seeing the Quaffle fucking flying away as one of the Hufflepuff players misses the catch it get's taken by the wind as I start to quickly fly after it. Keeping my eyes on the ball while the wind get's even heavier and the rain drenches my clothes more and more while thunder dances through the sky soon I see the Hufflepuff seeker with his Broom move down as Harry flies about 20 yards in front of me as he's hopefully is going to catch the snitch to end this match! I love Quidditch but in this weather? Bloody hell it's horrible.

Looking around I can't find the Qauffle anywhere as it must have started to fall back down towards the ground, getting ready to fly down myself soon a flash of black is seen from the corner of my eyes making a frown appear on my face before another flash starts to fly towards me. 

"Fucking Dementors!" I mumble to myself as I start to fly away from the creature that's bloody laying chase to me as frost starts to appear on my broom and wet clothes! Speeding further and further away from the dark creature as I zig zag around in the storm I soon look over my shoulder to see it just hovering in the air about 10 yards behind me but I'm not going to bloody stop! Seeing another one fly my way I soon move higher and higher into the air to try and lose them as I turn around and dodge the one in front of me! Ow bloody hell have mercy on me! Looking around I soon see about fucking 30 dementors making my eyes furrow. "You want me! Than come on get me you bloody fools!" I yell as I start to fly as fast as my broom can as I dodge the dementors left, right and center as the storm continues to be letting itself known around me. 

Turning back around soon it... it feels like all happiness is being taken away from me..as if....as if there is no hope in the world, no happiness, all there is... is darkness, grief..... loss and pain. Feeling myself fall backwards as I lose the grip on my broom. 

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McGonagall's' Pov, 

Running my fingers through the hair of Leo a sigh leaves my lips, he could have been dead.... first Harry falls off of his broom and then the same happened to Leo only my son was of course less lucky as he flew so far out to lose the Dementors that he was flying above the Forbidden Forest t they fund him hours after the match was over laying there in a small puddle of his own blood next to a creek from some cuts and a large gash on his chest. If it wasn't for Firenze we could have been searching for days for the boy, the leaves and branches broke some of his fall and if it's wasn't for the water he landed in he could have been dead..... or he caught himself with a spell as his wand was in hand. 

Poppy says he'll make a complete recovery, but I'm almost tempted to not let him play anymore..... he always gets hurt, why can't he just have one peaceful year? With everything going on, we are lucky Lucius Malfoy didn't make a bigger thing out of what happened with Draco in the Great Hall since the boy is the one who made those nasty comments. 

With Sirius on the loose and Remus Lupin teaching here I feel as if Leonidas is more lost than ever, he's a boy who has so much love inside of him..... a love he wished he was able to share with his family not just the family that he gained. He craved a father but when he was old enough to learn the truth about his father it was like an unforgivable curse that he wished nothing to do with. 

Remus has been sending him gifts since the boy had his first Christmas here...... every birthday or Christmas he send something for Leonidas but once he got to the age of knowing from who the books and small toys were coming from he didn't want anything to do with it. Releasing a sigh soon I hear a small groan coming from the half sleeping boy, his friends have been by his bedside for hours upon hours but it's late in the evening and they are all back in their common rooms. 

"A-am I grounded? be...because they attacked me." The voice of Leonidas groans out as his eyes flutter open making me release a breath of relief. "For now your not grounded, just sleep my boy." I softly say and he nods his head before his stomy grey eyes close again and I let a small smile form on my face as I keep running my hand through his hair, it always soothed him as a boy. 

He wasn't even a difficult child, no all the troubles came when he was able to run around and noticed the mysteries that laid in the Forbidden Forest. That's when the trouble began and it only got worse with the years that passed he's seen horrors that no adult and surely not a child should have to witness. 

"Alright mom... l-love you." 

"I love you too my sweet boy." 

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