❝︎You know Harry, maybe this year

I'll protect you❞︎

3-4: Boggart

"E'S BEEN SIGHTED HE'S BEEN SIGHTED! " Seamus came in running. I looked up from my book to look over at Seamus slamming the daily prophet on the table.

"Who?" Ron asked quickly getting up from his seat to read the Daily Prophet.

"SIRIUS BLACK!" Everyone soon got up to surround Seamus and read the front page about Sirius Black.

"Dufftown? That's not far from here," Hermione exclaimed.

"You don't think he'll come to Hogwarts, do you?" Neville asked being his usual scared self.

"We have dementors at every entrance," I said coming over and placing a hand on Harry's shoulder. I felt his body tense up a little before starting to relax a bit.

"Dementors? He's already slipped passed them once hasn't he, who wants to say he won't do it again?" Seamus retorted. He was right though, if one single professor was enough to chase away one dementor, imagine what a death eater like Black could do.

"That's right.. Black could he anywhere. It's like trying to catch smoke with your bare hands," A Gryffindor boy said. Harry turns to look at me and I give his shoulder a light squeeze.

"You know Harry, maybe this year I'll protect you," I said before sitting back down next to Hermione.

~***~

Harry, Ron, and I stood in the front watching an antique closet shake like something was trying to get out of it. Multiple students from all houses stood by our side, some watching in fear, but mostly uninterested.

"Intriguing isn't it?" Professor Lupin asked moving forward from the crowd. He was a much better DADA teacher than lockhart, that idiot. "Would anyone like to guess what is inside?"

"That's a boggart sir," A boy named Thomas called out.

"Very good Thomas, now would anyone like to tell me what a boggart looks like?"

"No one knows" Hermione said from bedside me. I jumped a little, I swear she wasn't here when we first came in.

"When did she get here?" Ron asked as I just shrugged at him.

"Boggarts are shape shifters, they take the shape of whatever the person fears the most. That's what makes them so-"

"So terrifying" Professor Lupin finished Hermione's sentence. "Luckily a very simple charm exists to repel a bogart. Let's practice it now, after me, Riddikulus."

"Riddikulus," The class repeated after him in unison.

"Good, a little louder and very clear. Riddikulus!"

"Riddikulus!"

"This class is ridiculous," Draco said from the side of the room, a cast on his arm.

"See, the incantation alone is not enough. What really finishes the boggart is laughter. You need to force it to shape what you find is truly amusing. Let me explain, ah.. Neville! Come join me please," Neville walked up to the front of the class next to Profesor Lupin as we all watched. "Now, what are you most scared of?"

"Profesor Snape..." Neville whispered under his breath.

"Sorry?"

"Profesor Snape," Neville said more clearly and the class started to laugh. That's a little concerning, his greatest fear is a teacher.

"And I believe that you live with your grandmother?" Professor Lupin asked with his hands in his pockets.

"Yes but I don't want the Boggart to turn into her either," The class started to laugh again.

"No, it won't. I want you to picture her clothes- only her clothes in your mind. You don't have to say it out loud" Neville nodded.

"And now when I open that wardrobe, here's what I want you to do" He walked up to Neville and whispered something to her ear. Neville looked up at him confused but then nodded.

"Wand at the ready! One.. Two.. Three" Profesor Lupin flicked his wand opening the wardrobe. Inside, Profesor Snape walked out slowly making his way towards Neville.

"Riddikulus!" He pointed his wand at the boggart turning it into Professor Snape.. But with very antique clothes on. The class bursted out in laughter including Professor Lupin.

"Wonderful Neville Wonderful Incredible, to the back Neville. Everyone form a line!" We all rushed in the line excitedly, Ron in the very front and I was just behind him followed by Harry.

"Next, Ron!" Professor Lupin calls out starting to play music. He walked up to the boggart as it turned into a gigantic spider. He took out his wand and pointed towards it slowly making it's way towards him.

"Riddikulus," He cries out making the spider have rollerblades on it's feet gliding on the floor.

"See? Very good! Evelyn!" Professor Lupin bursted into laughter gesturing me to come forward. I walked towards the boggart as it slowly started to change shape, what was I most scared of right now.. I would say Madam Natalia but as of right now..

The boggart took shape in my mother. Everyone looked at me confused, they all recognized her. It was no surprise, not only was she half Veela but a very well-known powerful witch. Professor Lupin shot me a quick sympathetic look. No one in this room except Harry, Hermione, and Ron knew my mother was a supporter of the dark lord, no one would understand why I was so afraid of her right now, afraid of how much she had changed.

"Riddikulus," I shouted out pointing my wand at her turning her into a clown that rocked back and fourth. Everyone else laughed as I walked away to the back of the line with Ron who gave me a slight pat on the back.

"And next! Step up step up!" I watched as Harry stood up in front of the boggart as it started to shift it's shape. What would the boy who lived he the most scared of? The dark lord I assume. To my surprise it changed into a dementor, I guess it would make sense. I still remember the cold feeling as it entered the train.

"NO!" Professor Lupin stood in between the boggart and Harry. The boggart then changed it's shape into a moon, why would his greatest fear be a moon?

"Riddikulus!" Professor Lupin shouted. The moon turned into a balloon flying across the room in between students until it made it's way back into the closet by Professor Lupin.

"Sorry about that um, that's enough today. Class dismissed, sorry!" Everyone walked out of the classroom disappointed their turn never came.

***

"Evelyn?" I was walking towards the Gryffindor common room when someone called out my name. I turned around to see Draco standing there by himself not surrounded by his minions as usual.

"Draco?" I was surprised of course, what did he want to talk to me about?

"Your boggart, why was it your mother?" He walked slowly towards me.

"Why do you care Draco?"

"My greatest fear is my father, because he's a death eater" He says instead of answering my question. I was a little thrown back of course, we were some what in the same situation except my mother wasn't a death eater, or as I think so.

"I'm scared how much she has changed and that maybe she'll become a death eater too"

"Well if it makes you feel better, she can't become a death eater unless the dark lord is around because who else would perform the ceremony?" He was right, until the dark lord returns my mother wouldn't be able to become a death eater even if she wanted to. But he already tried to return.. Twice, doesn't that mean there's a chance he will return? Or what if.. My mother's the one to bring him back?

"Thanks Draco, but why are you all of a sudden being nice to me?"

"We have a lot in common Clermont, I know what it feels like to be needing to live up to your parent's expectations. I took pity out of you"

"Well in that case, I don't need your pity" I scoffed before walking away to leave and head into the Gryffindor common room.

***

"Are you going somewhere?" I saw Hermione all dressed up in the girl's dormitories.

"Hogsmead of course, are you not going?" Oh that was today. My parents never had a chance to sign it. Not that my mother would and my father also wouldn't have knowing a murderer was on the loose.

"No, never got it signed"

"Oh.. I'm sorry" She said sympathetically grabbing my hands.

"It's alright, I'll just hang around with Harry" I figured the Dursleys wouldn't sign Harry's permission slip after seeing how they treated him and hearing stories. I looked up back at Hermione to notice she was smirking at me.

"Oh shove off Hermione, worry about your date with Ron" I said pulling her down to the Gryffindor common room.

"I do not fancy Ron!"

"Yeah I believe you. Good luck Hermione" I chuckled as I made my way back up the dormitories.

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