Infinite Magic (Male Reader x Harry Potter)

The Imperius Curse

Our lessons were becoming more difficult and demanding than ever before, particularly Moody's Defense Against the Dark Arts.  To our surprise, Professor Moody had announced that he would be putting the Imperius Curse on each of us in turn, to demonstrate its power and to see whether we could resist its effects.

Hermione: But... but you said it's illegal, Professor.

Moody cleared away the desks with a sweep of his wand, leaving a large clear space in the middle of the room.

Hermione: Suguru said to use it against another human was-

Moody: Dumbledore wants you taught what it feels like.

His magical eye swiveled onto Hermione and fixing her with an eerie, unblinking stare.

Moody: If you'd rather learn the hard way, when someone's putting it on you so they can control you completely... fine by me.  You're excused.  Off you go.

He pointed one gnarled finger toward the door.  Hermione went very pink and muttered something about not meaning that she wanted to leave.  Ava and I grinned at each other.  We knew Hermione would rather eat bubotuber pus than miss such an important lesson.  Moody began to beckon students forward in turn and put the Imperius Curse upon them.  I watched as, one by one, his classmates did the most extraordinary things under its influence.  Dean Thomas hopped three times around the room, singing the national anthem.  Lavender Brown imitated a squirrel.  Neville performed a series of quite astonishing gymnastics he would certainly not have been capable of in his normal state.  Not one of them seemed to be able to fight off the curse, and each of them recovered only when Moody had removed it.

Moody: Potter, you next.

Harry moved forward into the middle of the classroom, into the space that Moody had cleared of desks. Moody raised his wand and pointed it at Harry.

Moody: Imperio!

Harry bent his knees, preparing to spring.  But then he appeared to be struggling against it.  I watched with a grin on my face as he tried to fight through it... then he flopped forward and smacked his head on the desk.  He had both jumped and tried to prevent himself from jumping.  His knees were also bent a weird way.

Moody: Now, that's more like it!  Look at that, you lot, Potter fought!  He fought it, and he damn near beat it!  We'll try that again, Potter, and the rest of you, pay attention!  Watch his eyes, that's where you see it.  Very good, Potter, very good indeed!  They'll have trouble controlling you!

As we hobbled out of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class an hour later, Harry sat on a windowsill for me to heal his knees.  Moody had insisted on putting Harry through his paces four times in a row, until Harry could throw off the curse entirely.

Harry: The way he talks, you'd think we were all going to be attacked any second.

Ron: Yeah, I know.

He had had much more difficulty with the curse than Harry, though Moody assured him the effects would wear off by lunchtime.

Ron: Talk about paranoid.

Suguru: No, he's right.  Fighting those curses is a useful skill to have.  The things we get taught at Durmstrang... there's a lot of people out there who know those spells.  And a lot of those people are dangerous.

Suguru and I had both been able to shrug the Imperius Curse off easily.  Suguru had already been taught at Durmstrang, and my Infinity just stopped it from reaching me.  When Moody told me to turn it off, my Six Eyes neutralized the curse out before his orders could reach me.

Ava: Still, no wonder they were glad to get shot of him at the Ministry.  Did you hear him telling Seamus what he did to that witch who shouted "Boo" behind him on April Fools' Day?