I'm not a coward, just shy (Hogwarts fanfic)

ch 7 - unforgiveable

Potions class seemed to ran away from me and was soon over before my mind could catch up with the here and now. Herbology was easy because i was parted with Neville. He had a real knack for Herbology and anything i didn't understand he would explain.

"You should become a Herbology teacher" I complemented smiling kindly as i saw his ear burn. I liked Neville, if only he had a little faith in himself he would far.

I meet Fred and George at lunch and they looked pale and sort of shocked, too quite.

"Hey, you guys alright" I asked sitting opposite them. They seemed to snap out of there daze.

"Yeah we are fine. Professor moody is a bit... intense" Fred trying to choose the right world.

"Well he is one of the because Aurors that the ministry has even though he is not quite right in the head" George as I began to put food on my plate.

"How so?" I asked, now curious.

"Well, he is very paranoid, believes that there's an enemy round every corner. He also will not drink from anything but his hip flask."

"Dad, got called out to the guys house for illegally enchanting his bins to attack people. He said the house was armed like a fort."

"I heard he owns seven invisible cloaks" Lee Jordan, Fred and George's best friend and Quidditch commentator, joined in.

"Who would even need that me" I scoffed. I had been there the day Harry had got his invisible cloak from Dumbledore which was pasted down in the potter family. They were expensive and hard to make because magic was to weaved to every thread of cloak.

"Well he doesn't have the ability of foresight, does he" Fred eyed me and I give him my best ' I'm not amused' face.

"What's happening" I heard Lee ask.

"Taylor has a weird knack for knowing things are going to happen" George covered and I am snapped my head around.

"I heard that" I grumbled, "Anyway, what he teach you guy?".

"You'll find out, he is teaching the same topic too years four and up. We would hate to ruin the surprise" I raised my eyebrow but shrugged.

I walked beside Hermione, trying to look into the future to see the lesson that was so... intense. However it was clouded which meant, it was either something I expecting or something I didn't have the foggiest about. We walked into the classroom, Professor Moody stood at his desk. I could see the electric blue eye wiz in its socket, until it landed on me. It followed me to my chosen desk and as I turned my back to get my books out I was very aware of the eye boring into my back. Hermione sat next to me, Harry and Ron sitting at a different desk.

"I am Alastor Moody, ex- Auror and Your new defence against the dark arts teacher" He growled the lesson. He was like an old dog who still had some fight left in him. I had a strong feeling that i didn't trust this man. He was lying, what about I couldn't pin point.

"I am here because Dumbledore asked me, end of story" He continued, "Any questions?" He asked, no one put up their hand. After he scanned the room, he started up again. "I believe in defence on a practical level. Can anyone tell me how many unforgiveable curses there are?" He asked and people round the room gasped. Hermione tensed up. I had been the subject to one of the unforgiveable curse myself in first year. The Imperious curse. The curse which took away one's will and made them a puppet. I remember feeling nothing, like being drowned in warm honey. Sure it felt warm and sweet with a golden tone but in the end you were drowning and it was hard to move. It was wrong but i couldn't find the will to escape, until I was released. I had blocked out the memory until now. Hermione spoke up at last.

"Three" she said stained like there was a war going on in her mind.

"Why they called Unforgiveable?"

"Because the use of this curse on another human is unforgiveable and will-"

"Give you a one way ticket to Azkaban" He finished for even though I was sure that she would never faze it that way.

"You" He pointed at me, "Give me a curse" He ordered, I stared fixity into his brown eye, challenging his secrets.

"The Imperious Curse" I said blank faced. He was the first to look away.

"Correct" He stormed to his desk, opening one of the many jars and taking out a spider. He muttered something along the lines of 'too small' and waved his wand at the spider which grow to five times the size. "The ministry says you're too young to see these spells but I said Bollocks and Dumbledore has allowed me to show you. Imperio" The spider stiffened and like a puppet on a string began to dance, jumping on people's desk as students screamed and others laughed. I didn't find this funny.

"Yeah funny, isn't it" He said, "Should I make her ... jump out the window" The spider fought across, slamming into the glass with a soft thud. "... or maybe drown herself" The spider was suddenly hovering over a bucket of water, before returning to Moody's scarred hand where it was released. "This spell cause the ministry a lot of trouble. Most claimed they only did He who must not be named betting because they were under the curse. The trick is how do we weed out the liars."

"Come on, another one" He boomed after a pause and many now put their hand up, even Neville who hated answering in class. "Yes, you" He pointed at Neville.

"T-The C-Cruriatus curse" he stuttered out.

"Correct. The torture curse " He put the spider on the desk and pointed his wand, "Crucio" He word were to soft for what followed. The spider looked like it would have screamed if it had a voice. The pain was very real, I could almost feel it myself. I looked away, hearing the horrified screams of the victims of the future.

"Stop it, can't you see it's affecting him!" Hermione shouted looking at Neville who was shaking all over and looked very pale. Moody stopped and the spider tried to run away from the man but there was no escape.

He slowly walked to our desk and he placed the spider on the desk and looked at her.

"Would you like to give us the last one, Miss Granger" He said. She looked away gritting her teeth.

"Very well, Avada Kedavra" It was to fast to see, just a flash of green and then the spider was still. "The killing curse". I felt hollow as i looked at the dead spider. That green still burning bright in my eyes. It made me wonder how many people's eye had been stained green.