Blue Belle {Fred Weasley}

Chapter 66

Belle and Cedric walked to defence against the dark arts together, both discussing how much the new teacher Professor Moody already gave them the heebie-geebies.

Belle entered the classroom, waving goodbye to Cedric who had charms next and she stop by the seat next to Fred, who had his bag resting on it. "Can I sit beside you?" She asked him.

He glanced up at her and showed his bag onto the floor instantly. "What did Diggory want?" He asked her, taking her hand in his.

"We were partners in herbology and were just talking." She replied putting her book, ink and quill on the table.

"About?"

"Nothing much, mostly random things such as the tournament and this new teacher. Why?" She finished with a question turning to face him fully. Fred stared at the back of his twin's head. He didn't answer her, only sank in his seat. Belle scoffed, "Merlin's beard, you're jealous!" She whispered.

"No I am not!" Fred hissed at her, "he's nothing on me."

"Apparently you are also very humble too." She stated sardonically. Rubbing his hand with her thumb she scooched her chair closer to his. "We were just talking, that's all. No need to threat, Fred. Now, before Mr Creepy gets here, can I have a kiss?"

Fred smirked looking up, pressing his lips to her hers shortly, into to be interrupted by gagging noises. Groaning Fred glared at Lee who winked at the pair making George snicker.

"Get a life you two!" He told the pair which only made them laugh harder until Professor Moody stomped into the room. Fred leaned back in his seat as Belle sat further away from him with her left hand in his right still.

Moody's introduction was far from anything like Lupin's the prior year. It was as if he made it so he purposely scared the students. His fake eye swooped glaringly over all of them, and his normal one just screamed hatred at them all.

"Now, like those fourth years, I will teach you the same lesson I taught them this morning!" He grunted, "Not because I think you are their level of stupid, I think you are worse, but because I disagree with the ministry who don't want you all to know about such area of the dark magic. The forgivable curses!"

Belle jumped slightly at the shout of the man causing Fred to snigger under his breath and for her to kick him in the shin. He cried out in pain, releasing her hand and clutching his shin.

"Weasley!" Bellowed Moody.

"Yes?" The twins both answered.

He pointed at George, "Not you! The one next to Miss Blue Hair behind you!" Belle glanced down at the mention of her but Fred grabbed her hand hand once more and looked up at the Professor expectantly. "Name one of them. The three curses."

"Dad told us all about one once. The imperious curse." Fred replied.

"Ah, yes. Like I told Percy-No, William- no. Ginevra, no, Ronald this morning. You father knows that one well, the ministry had a run in with it a few years back." Moody turned to his desk that had jars on it. He opened one and with his wand he levitated a spider out of it and placed it in his hand. "Engorgio!"

The spider grew larger and anyone in the class with arachnophobia cowered back, even those without it leaned away from their desk. "Imperio!" The spider was now under the Professor's control. "I can now control everything the spider does, I can make it dance, jump into your desks, onto your heads, drown itself..."

Everything Moody said, he made the spider do except the last one. He hovered the squirming arachnid over a bucket of water but didn't actually drown it. He levitated it back to him, and placed it on one of the desks at the front.

"Johnson!" He shouted, "you thought it was funny that Miss Spinnet wore it as a hat. What's one of the other curses?"

Angelina Johnson jumped back, her body slumping like a small child cowering away because they were being told off. "The cruciatus curse, sir." She told him quietly, which was totally different to her usual demeanour of confidence.

"The cruciatus curse, more commonly known as the torture curse! Hours of such torment could creat madness or even death! The pain is unbearable for most. Many rather death than the curse itself." He turned to the spider, "Crucio!"

The squirming spider made horrific noises, his shook and many students had to look away. Including Belle, who buried her head in Fred's neck. Fred rested his cheek on her head as he pulled he into a hug. His eyes were closed until he heard Moody laugh and the spider's noises stopped.

"Davies! Last curse!"

Roger adjusted his sweater which the girl beside him had gripped onto, "The killing curse."

"Avada Kedavra!" A green light shot from the tip of his wand and stuck the spider which fell limp on the table. The light was almost blinding and dead spider on the desk brought tears to a few students' eyes.

"You have seen them. Now, you need to know how to defend yourself when it comes to the first two, there's no way of protecting yourself from the last, only one person has survived it. That was Harry Potter. You all know the story, blah blah, nobody else can survive it."

"How are you going to do that?" Called out a Ravenclaw from the far corner of the room.

Moody shot a look towards him, "come here Thompson." The boy stood up and made his way to the front of the room timidly standing in front of the teacher. "Try to resist it."

"IMPERIO!"