(Book Three) Innocent {CLP SERIES}

{Chapter 7}

C R Y S T A L ' S P O V

Once I got my timetable, I was relieved to find out I had Defence against the dark arts with Professor Lupin first.

I made my way to the classroom early, so I could have a word with Remus.

"What's up Christella?" Remus asked as I entered the classroom.

"Going all formal now are we Professor Lupin?" I asked, giggling.

"Yes. What's wrong?" He asked.

"My head is still pounding. And Harry is getting on my nerves. Well it's not just Harry but-" I cut myself short.

"You don't think they have faith in you do you?" Professor Lupin asked.

I shook my head no.

"Ah, well I do have faith in you Christella. In fact, I wanted to keep you back to participate in the third year class today. We're focusing on boggarts. You up to it?" Professor Lupin asked, a smile creeping into his face.

I nodded vigorously, making my head hurt more.

"Why does my head hurt?!" I asked, groaning.

"If it still hurts by the end of the day, go to Madame Pomfrey." Remus said.

I nodded and took a seat at the front of the classroom.

The class was boring, as it wasn't a practical, it was just theory.

Ginny was trying to talk to me the entire lesson, but I pretended she wasn't there.

It's not like she was right next to me or anything.

She was across the classroom.

The bell went and I stayed put, waiting for the third years.

"Professor Lupin, can Boggarts harm?" I asked, breaking the silence.

"They can, but not as much as the real thing. I assume your brother's Boggart will be you know who, so if he tried to kill, it wouldn't kill anyone. It could possibly knock you out or something of the like." Professor Lupin said.

I nodded as the third years entered the classroom.

Neville sat next to me again, seeming as though no one else would.

Once Professor Lupin explained what we were doing, we all got into a line, ready to fend off the Boggart.

Neville went first.

His boggart was Professor Snape.

After saying the incantation (riddikulus), Professor Snape was dressed in Neville's grandmother's clothes.

Everyone else had their turn, then it got to Ron.

His Boggart was a huge spider.

Harry was next.

It was a dementor.

Now it was me.

"Why is the stupid second year here?" I heard a Slytherin call out.

Professor Lupin shushed the Slytherin, then I stepped forward.

The Boggart changed its form to Harry, Hermione, Ron, Ginny, Fred, George and Tonks, dead.

I stood there unable to speak or move.

I pointed my wand at the Boggart and said the spell.

Or at least I thought I did.