The Noble House Black.

Part 3

Leo's Pov, 

Sitting next to Hermione in the class I release a yawn as I would rather be in bed right now. "Alastor Moody." The voice of the man says as he's probably writing his name down on the board right now while I close my eyes as I lay my head on the book, I stayed way to long in the Forbidden Forest last night. 

"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? When it comes to the dark arts, I believe in a practical approach. But first, which of you can tell me how many unforgivable curses there are?" He asks and of course the voice of Hermione soon fills the classroom. 

"Three Sir." 

"And they are so named?" He asks and well the answer is pretty obvious right! "Because they are unforgivable. Use of any one of them will..." 

"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 Mr Finnigan!" He says and oke? 

"Aw no way, the old codger can see out the back of his head." Seamus mumbles before gasps leave the others lips while I just ignore them as I wait for sleep to take over me. "So, which curse shall we see first? WEASLEY!" 

"Yes." 

"Give us a curse." Made eye asks and well if you don't know the three unforgivable curses your dumb because there are only three! "Well, my dad did tell me about one...the imperious curse." 

"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." Mad eye says and I soon hear laughter and giggles fill the room. 

"Don't worry. Completely harmless. But if she bites... she's lethal! What are you laughing at? Talented isn't she? What shall I have her do next? Jump out the window? Drown herself? Scores of witches and wizards have claimed that they only do did you-know-whose bidding under the influence of the imperious curse. But here's the rub, how do we sort out the liars? Another.. another.. Come on come on. Longbottom is it? Up." Mad eye says as suddenly the laughter dies down while Hermione pulls the book away from me and I slam almost with my head into the table before I send a glare her way as she's sending me one back!

"Professor Sprout tells me you have an aptitude for herbology." Our professor says towards the nervous as always Nevile as he stands up. "There's the uhm.... cruciatus curse." Neville says or well stutters out as my eyes furrow, and I get all the bad flashbacks form when it was used on me as I sick down in my chair. 

"Correct! Correct! come come. Particularly nasty. The torture curse. Crusio." He says as he moves Neville closer to him and soon the pained screeching of the spider fills my ears as my hands begin to twitch as I dig my nails in the palm of my hands with my eyes closed, hearing my breathing increase as my heartbeat it going crazy right now the memories of what happened in my first year flash before my eyes. 

"Stop it! Can't you see it's bothering them, stop it!" Hermione's yell pierces the air just as I feel her grasp for my arm as the spell stops. I jerk away and rise swiftly, my eyes blazing with anger. My breaths come irregular and ragged, and the blood from where my nails dug deep into my flesh drips down into my clenched fists.

"Perhaps you could give us the last unforgivable curse Miss Granger." Mad-Eye strides towards Hermione, setting the spider upon the book before her. My gaze hardens as it shifts to the teacher, and in a tone both low and dangerous, I utter, "The Killing Curse."