𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐁𝐄𝐄

♠Chapter 6 - Moody's class♠

What Evangelina/you are weraring^^^^

Once I had woke up, I changed and grabbed my blue Chanel bag, I headed towards the great hall to find my brother/tour guide, as I had been informed that I would be taking classes with the fourth years of Hogwarts.

As I was walking towards the great hall, I was carefully applying a layer of red lipgloss onto my lips whilst looking at my compact mirror whilst speed walking to the great hall.

By the time I had finished, I had reached the great hall doors making me stop and put my compact mirror in the outside pocket of my bag.

I entered into the great hall strutting down the row between the table of Gryffindor and Ravenclaw. I saw my brother with his two friends that he always seemed to be in trouble.

"Hey.Tour guide!"I spoke, catching, not only Harry's attention but the attention of a few Gryffindors, who had been near.

"Eva! You guys remember my little sister."

"I'm H-"

"Hermione Granger, right?"I interrupted, giving her a small smile, in which she blushed in response.

"And your Ron Weasley."

And he blushed a deep red, a deeper shade than his hair, making me chuckle a bit.

"Right, first-class,  D.A.D.A with Professor Moody."

Time skip brought by Snape's greasy hair:

No-one's P.O.V:

The Gryffindor fourth-years were looking forward to Moody's first lesson so much that they arrived early on Thursday lunchtime and queued up outside his classroom before the bell had even rung. The only person missing was Hermione, who turned up just in time for the lesson.

"Been in the -"

"Library. " Harry finished her sentence for her. "C'mon, quick, or we won't get decent seats. "Evangelina hurried them, after hearing so many great things about this man, she didn't want to miss anything.

They hurried into four chairs right in front of the teacher's desk, took out their copies of The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection, and waited, unusually quiet. Soon they heard Moody's distinctive clunking footsteps coming down the corridor, and he entered the room, looking as strange and frightening as ever. They could just see his clawed, wooden foot protruding from underneath his robes.

"You can put those away," he growled, stomping over to his desk and sitting down, "those books. You won't need them. "

They returned the books to their bags, Ron and Harry looking excited whilst Herminoneand Evangelina looked as though they had swallowed a very sour lemon.

Moody took out a register, shook his long mane of grizzled, grey hair out of his twisted and scarred face, and began to call out names, his normal eye moving steadily down the list while his magical eye swivelled around, fixing upon each student as he or she answered.

"Right then," he said, when the last person had declared themselves present, "I've had a letter from Professor Lupin about this class. Seems you've had a pretty thorough grounding in tackling Dark creatures - you've covered boggarts, Red Caps, hinkypunks, grindylows, Kappas, and werewolves, is that right?"

There was a general murmur of assent.

"But you're behind - very behind - on dealing with curses," said Moody. "So I'm here to bring you up to scratch on what wizards can do to each other. I've got one year to teach you how to deal with Dark -"