in which harry james potter slowly starts to fall for his best friend's twin sister, and cassiopeia dorcas smith tries to become her oldself.
cassiopeia dorcas smith x harry james potter !
[ slow burn,, kinda??? ]
[ started: 6 January 2024 ]
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AFTER HEARING SO MANY people talking about Moody's DADA class, all of the fourth years were looking forward to their first lesson so much that they arrived early on Thursday straight after lunchtime and queued up outside his classroom before the bell had even rung.
The only person missing was Hermione, who turned up just in time for the lesson.
"Been in the —"
"Library." Harry finished her sentence for her. "C'mon, quick, or we won't get decent seats."
They hurried into five chairs right in front of the teacher's desk, took out their copies of The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection, and waited, unusually quiet.
Cassie glanced at Callie, both girls finding the silence a bit too deafening and awkward.
Soon they heard Moody's distinctive clunking footsteps coming down the corridor, and he entered the room, looking as strange and frightening as ever. They could just see his clawed, wooden foot protruding from underneath his robes.
"Alastor Moody." The new Professor said, writing his name on the board. "Ministry malcontent. And your new defence against the dark arts teacher. I'm here because Dumbledore asked me, end of story, goodbye, the end. Any questions?"
Nobody said anything, so he decided to take the register. Cassie very anxiously answered when her name was called. Something about this guy made her feel uneasy. She remembered a conversation she had with Beckett, who had this class on his first day here.
"How are you liking it so far?" Cassie asked quietly as they say in the common room.
"I don't like Defense against the dark arts," He admitted, "That man scares me."
She could see what he meant now that she was sitting so close to him. Something was off about him.
"Right then," Moody said, when the last person had declared themselves present, "I've had a letter from Professor Lupin about this class. Seems you've had a pretty thorough grounding in tackling Dark creatures - you've covered boggarts, Red Caps, hinkypunks, grindylows, Kappas, and werewolves, is that right?"
There was a general murmur of assent.
"But you're behind — very behind — on dealing with curses," said Moody. "So I'm here to bring you up to scratch on what wizards can do to each other. I've got one year to teach you how to deal with Dark —"
"What, aren't you staying?" Ron blurted out. Callie glanced at him in amusement.
Moody's magical eye spun around to stare at Ron; Ron looked extremely apprehensive, but after a moment Moody smiledz
