Harry had just wished his sister good luck for Potions and was now heading off to find out how bad… how terrible… how utterly poor and reprehensible… He was going to Defence with… Professor… Lockhart.
"Do you think there is any chance that this guy will be any good?" asked Ron
"Honestly?" said Hermione "I've doubted it more and more since we spoke to Luna on the train. You were right Harry, these books don't seem to have any worth in an academic setting."
"Well we're about to find out." Said Harry
The three of them entered the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom to find the entire thing filled with pictures and paintings of Gilderoy Lockhart, each of them revelling in the sheer joy of their own existence and smiling out to the different people in the classroom.
After a few minutes Lockhart came out of his office, smiled and introduced himself "Allow me to introduce your new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. Me!" he smiled.
Much to Harry's irritation; all the girls in classroom bar the bushy-haired one next him who was critically analysing and evaluating everything about Lockhart.
"Gilderoy Lockhart." He continued "Order of Merlin Third Class, Honorary Member of the Dark Force Defence League and five times winner of Witch Weekly's Most-Charming-Smile-Award." He then sought to prove it by displaying his teeth.
Harry heard various sigh's from certain members of the female population, the deepest of which came from Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil.
"But I don't talk about that…"
"You just mentioned it for no apparent reason." Thought Harry.
"I didn't get rid of the Bandon Banshee by smiling at her… hee hee."
No one laughed along with him, the girls were too busy sighing, the boys were too busy wondering what was going on and Harry, Ron and Hermione were absolutely convinced that this guy was a twit.
"Now I see each of you has bought a collection of my books… excellent. I'm going to now give you a little quiz, don't worry it's just for me to see how well you can remember them."
The trio looked at each other.
"Do you think he's actually doing something right?" asked Ron
He wasn't.
"What is Gilderoy Lockhart's favourite colour?" Harry asked aloud for everyone to hear.
All heads in the room turned to face him.
"Professor that's not the sort of information I was seeking to learn when I read through your books." Said Harry
Lockhart looked taken aback for a second then laughed "Harry my boy, what on Earth were you expecting to learn from my books?"
"Well…" said Harry reluctantly, was Lockhart honestly this stupid, "Hexes, Jinxes, Curses, Counter-Curses, Creature Defence… that's the stuff I mainly studied. I thought that was the stuff we were supposed to learn."
Lockhart seemed to pale for a second but he merely said "Well try the quiz anyway, if you've read all my books you should do ok." He walked on and handed the papers out to the other students.
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Harry Potter's sister ~~~ Fanfiction
AçãoIn this fanfiction harry has a sister named emma lily potter . She was 2 months old when their parents were murdered. Her birth was secret. She was saved by harry. Then they were sent to the dursleys where they were abused. then one day the gamekeep...
