The Stag and the Doe

Chapter Nineteen- Masculinity Slamming and Prancing Majestically

Disclaimer: I don’t claim these characters as my own.

Chapter Nineteen: Masculinity Slamming and Prancing Majestically 

“Now class,” the defense against the dark arts teacher said. He was pacing in front of his desk, studying the students carefully. He’s prowling like a tiger trying not to startle its prey, Lily thought with a raised eyebrow. He looked slightly nervous, like he was to choosing his words carefully. “As you all are aware of, well at least you should be aware of you are all in your sixth year now, there is a powerful dark wizard on the rise. This wizard is recruiting every one of pure blood and half blood status to hunt down those who do not qualify to have that pure blood and half blood status, and eliminate them.” Immediately, hushed whispers and murmurs broke amongst the group of Gryffindor and Hufflepuff sixth year’s. 

“The Dark Lord?”

“He who must be named?”

“Oh my Hogwarts that guy is bonkers!”

“Why is he called You-Know-Who? I mean, he has a name. It’s Volde-”

“Shut it you twat! You can never say his name!”

“Don’t call be a twat! You’re a twat!”

“You know, I know this guy who know’s this guy, who know’s this guy’s cousin, who know’s this guy in the ministry, who has son, twice removed and married five times, that has a brother who’s sister has seen You-Know-Who!”

“Really?”

“Really! According to the guy in the ministry’s cousins’s sister, he has no nose!” 

“No nose?”

“No nose!”

“ENOUGH!” The professor roared looking red in the face. He was panting, having a frustrated expression and if this had been a cartoon, he would have steam coming out of his ears. Lily held back a chuckle while Alice was giggling quietly. The professor ran a hand through his thinning hair and sighed deeply. 

“Anyway,” he said after recovering from his outburst, “there has been some rumor that You-Know-Who has been recruiting Dementor’s.”

Lily raised her hand, “You mean, the ones that guard Azkaban?”

He nodded, “Exactly the ones that guard Azkaban.” 

“What’s a Dementor?” A Hufflepuff student asked.

The professor said, “A Dementor, is a creature that when a person is near it causes all the happiness inside of us to disappear. They are the creatures of despair, all the bad memories we have resurface and all the pleasurable ones vanish. Often known as ‘Hope Destroyers’ because all hope and any fighting feeling is lost. A Dementor’s kiss is dangerous and is usually given to those who have been convicted of terrible crimes.”