Harry Potter And The Dragon's Son

Professor Potter.

After the clan members' usual morning exercises, they all headed over to the Dining Hall -early- as per usual. They set up the usual things and all, the only difference was that Harry now sat at the head table; the others didn't mind however. Then, the teachers began streaming in for breakfast. By now, they were used to Harry's group being here much earlier then they were. Harry was sitting in between Dumbledore and Professor Mcgonagall. Dumbledore leaned closer to Harry and whispered; "As a fellow professor, Harry, you can call the other professors by their first names as they are your colleagues," The old professor told Harry. Harry nodded in response. The other students began streaming in and began commenting about Harry's new location in the Dining Hall. Breakfast was quickly eaten. Harry headed over to the DADA classroom. He had DADA with the first year Ravenclaws and Gryffindors. He waited in his office for the arrival of his students.

As soon as the bell rung, signalling the start of first session, Harry casted a Fumos down to the area he would be apparating to. This startled many of the students, some instinctively covered their faces. While this was going on, Harry apparated down to appear behind the teacher's desk. He sent the smoke away with a rushing wind. "Good morning class! My name is Professor Potter, Harry Aircutter-Potter," Harry introduced himself. The first years were still in awe from Harry's entrance could only say a mumbled "Good morning Professor Potter" in response. Harry chuckled. "Now a question for you all. Would you rather we get all the boring theory stuff out of the way and then move onto some spells later into the year, or we do half-half?" The young professor asked. The whole class, surprisingly, voted for the first option. Harry nodded. "Good! Now then, let's begin. You'll most likely want to have your notebooks out..." As he said the word 'notebooks,' the sound of shuffling and rustling of opening books was heard. The class of first year Slytherins and Hufflepuffs had their quills poised and ready to write.

"...But first, some ground rules!" Harry announced.

"1. You must treat your classmates equally. I will NOT tolerate any house separation or fights in this class.

2. Always try your best and make sure you ask me questions! That's my job; to help you. I cannot help you if I don't know what you do and do NOT understand.

3. Put your hands up for questions. Please try to make the questions relevant.

4. Final rule; try to keep the talking to a minimum while I am telling you information.

Now that's out of the way, let's get on with the session!" And so, Harry went on to blitz through content about Gnomes, Doxies, Snails, Imps and Bowtruckles. Then, the bell rang to signal the end of session. "Alright. That's it for now. Keep at it and soon enough, we're gonna have some fun with some spells." The class said their goodbyes to Harry and then left for their next class. Harry had a double session off, so he decided he'd pack up his stuff and then visit his father. Once he was done, he left a note on his desk stating where he was if anyone was looking for him. He also sent a telepathic message to his friends, as a backup. Then he left for Onthortix in a flash of golden light.

He arrived in his father's house. It was empty so Harry assumed that his father was at the Great Hall. He left the house to go find him. Once he got there, he was right; his father was at the head table talking with the chief, Aryxon Reoz. On that table were some other notable people, such as the blacksmith, Golos Gaul, the head healer, Ixa Jalan and Clauth Viriam, one of the strongest fighters in Onthortix, Harry's uncle and Reshector's father. Harry walked over to them. His father noticed him coming and greeted him. "Harry! What are you doing here?" Zekryionth asked in surprise, clearly not expecting Harry. "I have a double session off. I thought it'd be nice to say hello in that time," Harry explained. "Hello there, Harry! Are you going to join the annual duelling competition this year?" Aryxon asked. Harry nodded. "Yes sir. The other teens will be joining too. After all, Reshector is very keen to win a fight against me," Harry answered. The adults looked surprised. "Oh? Why is that, Harry?" Clauth asked curiously. Harry then realised that the adults never knew of their practice duels. "Because I've beaten him twice. Once during the summer break and another during a duel at school," Harry said. This got the adults interested. "Did you or Reshector use any of your primal forms or even full forms?" Golos asked. "In a desperate attempt to even the score, Reshector used his primal form in the last match we had, while I stayed in my regular form," Harry answered. Zekryionth looked proud, Golos, Aryxon and Ixa looked amazed, while Clauth had a smile on his face.