Harry Potter: Rise of the Spiral

Chapter 11

The man from the train turned out to be the new DADA professor. A man named Remus Lupin. He didn't look too impressive and was not very well off given the state of his clothes.

As the barmy old coot announced the presence of dementors in search of one Sirius Black, needless to say, Edmund had been left speechless by the amount of stupidity the minister could show.

Dementors given free rein around a school full of children, Fudge's intelligence must have take a long term leave for him to even think of this. He could have appointed Aurors to do the job but no, common sense was quite a rarity among wizards and witches.

As dementors were being mentioned, Edmund looked towards a certain raven-haired, green-eyed witch he had known for the past two years. The expression on her face told him she had experienced the foul things.

Edmund narrowed his eyes in anger and frustration. Another year filled with danger for the poor girl. It seemed as if fate itself had something against her.

He tried to recall all the time he had seen her laugh or even genuinely smile. He couldn't. The girl had suffered a lot in her short life and it seemed that she had yet to suffer a lot more. Even though he had his own fair share of suffering at the hands of his father, he was well-fed, had proper clothes to wear and most of all, had known the love of a mother.

Shaking his head, he resumed eating. As much as he wanted to help her, he was powerless. Being a minor he had very little privileges. Shaking his head again he focused on his friends as they shared how they spent their summer, after he was bombarded with questions about his wellbeing.

The feast ended with a warning against dementors and the old man's usual nonsense. Edmund knew that there was a possibility he'll be facing one again. He needed to learn more about them and if there were any spells other than incendio that worked against them. Perhaps he could ask the new DADA professor but then again, if he was competent enough.

(ROTS)

Edmund always wondered what his worst fear was. He had watched all kinds of things in Naruto's memories and there was nothing out there that could actually scare him. But now that he looked at the boggart in front of him, or rather, himself, he realized his actual fear.

It was the first DADA class and the professor was teaching the students how to deal with boggarts.

Edmund's boggart took the form of the boy himself.

The only difference being the eyes, red with slits instead of blue with normal pupils. The boggart had long fangs and claws and was surrounded by a red sinister aura in the form of nine translucent tails. The air was thick with killing intent.

Everyone was finding it hard to breathe and were looking at the boggart with absolute fear. The professor himself was shocked and his legs were trembling from the sudden appearance of such massive killing intent.

Edmund tilted his head and smirked at the growling boggart, "So that's my fear huh?" 'Becoming a bloodthirsty killer. I need to reign myself in. If I give in to the bloodlust I am developing then there'll be no difference between them and me. I should kill only when it's necessary.'

With a wave of his wand and a chant, the boggart was transformed into a ferret running after it's own tail. A collective gulp and sigh was heard in the room as some hesitantly laughed.

"Al-Alright, Um, I guess we'll continue next time. Class dismissed."

The students quickly rushed out of the classroom, leaving a clearly agitated professor and a smirking Edmund behind.

"Uhm, can I help you with something, Mr Vulpis?"

The man was clearly uncomfortable and the grin on Edmund's face was making it worse.