Twilight Fan Fiction / Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ Demetri Longbottom and the Master Horcrux ❯ Classes the First day ( Chapter 4 )

Warning this chapter does have some fairly vivid scenes. If you are underage or don't like Lemons the section between the stars.

 

Chapter Four

Classes: The first day

Demetri lands in the room. Harry and ron look up at him from where they are sitting on Harry's bed.

“where were you?” Ron asks questionaingly.

“Out fro a stroll. And a short flight.”

“Ah. Harry had a nightmare.”

“What was this one about?”

“Lockheart.”

“Why were you dreaming about Gildory Lockheart?”

“You-know-who possessed him.”

“That means he has a new body to move about with.” Demetri pointed out.

“He'll be able to walk the strees and do as he pleases” Ron points out.

“He'll be able to get away with anything.” Harry winces at the thought.

“Quiet, its three in the morning. If you must talk go somewhere else.” Seamous complains.

“Come one lets go get Hermione.” Demetri leads the way downstairs. He sneaks up the stairs into the girls dormitory. “Hermione come on. Harry had another dream.”

“I just got ready for bed.”

“Lockheart was in the dream.” Hermione nods and grabs her robe following Demetri back down the stairs.

“Where are we going?” Hermione asks as they leave the common room.

“The room of requirements.” Demetri leads the way down the main hall down a side hall, down a flight of stairs and past the kitchen.

“Oh wait! Lets say hi to dobby.” Harry pokes his head into the kitchen. “Dobby.” He whispers loudly.

Dobby steps out from behind a shelf. “Hello Harry. Whats going on?”

“We just wanted to say hi.” Dobby steps closer. “Ow.” Harry reaches up and touches his scar.

“Whats wrong Harry is it your scar?” Ron asks worriedly.
”Yeah He must be doing something.”

“Lets get going we don't have time for this.” Demetrie hurries them.

 

In the room of requirement they sit around a table munching on the fruit from dobby.

“Ok so whats going on.” Hermione asks after she finishes eating some grapes.

“Well I had anbother dream.” Harry starts out explaining. “You-know who and Peter broke into saint mungos and gave lockheart some sort of potion and he reacted badly, as if someone had cast crucio on him. Then he possessed him and they escaped.”

“That's what you drug me out of bed for?” Hermione sighs.

“Its obvious that they are using lockheart as a decoy.” Demtri infers.

”a decoy?” said Ron loking confused.

“do use your brain ron” said harmony “voldimort knows harry will tell Dumbledoor and that he will alert the minastery of magic!”

“Exacly right!” Demetri said to Hermione.

“So what should we do?” Harry looks worriedly at Demetri.

“We tell Dumbldoor nothing. If they are looking for Lockheart they will be too busy to find voldemort in his true crime.” He glances down at his watch. “Its past five we should go back to our domerty we have class soon.”
”Yeah first class is defence agains the dark arts, wither fang and slytherine. This is going to be fun.” Hermione sighs tired.

 

In class the next morning the gang sat sleepily in their chairs, Ron and harry drifting off occasionally.

“Good morning students. As you all know I'm Vlad Dracula your new defence against the dark arts teacher. First I shall take roll.” Dracula goes through the names, Demetrie pays no mind until he hears “Felicity Dracul” and the haunting beautiful girl from eairler answered. Her pale alabaster skin shining in the candle lite. Her hauntingly fine features giving way to a hauntingly strong presence. Her dark hair framing her thin oval face bringing out her piercingly dark eyes. She smiles at him, a bright white fang standing out against dark red lips.

“Today we are going to get to the heart of the dark arts and how best to protect yourself from the greatest of evils. Ive been alive for a very long time. I've seen many great evils, evils to chill the blood and taint the soul. I've seen life and death and the destruction of both. I've wielded power beyond your greatest nightmares. I've stopped the largest rebellion of villiagers my old country ever saw. I've even staved off death but I would never do it this way. Please turn your books to page 516.” Demetri pulls out his book out of his book bag.

Herminoe's hand shoots up and she says before her arm is even straight, “Professor we just finshed going over beazors last year we aren't this far yet.”

“Miss…” He glances down at his paper “Granger, You will learn what I teach you. No turn to page 516. Note that the picture is of a simple horcrux. A horcurx is made from a transmogrified from a jypsies scull and can be transfigured into object to look like whatever the caster wills it to be. Now the slave horcurxi are bound by a blood pact to the master horcurx. To make a master horcux you need the bones of a relative or someone related to you like a cousin or aunt. The only way to destroy a person using a horcux is to destroy the master horcrux. If you destroy any of the slave horcuxi then the soul bound to it jumps to another entity like a person or an object.”

 

Once outside of class Demetrie turns to the group “That is what Voldemort is doeing! I just know it.” HE said knowingly.

“That makes sense. I can't belive we never saw that. How could I have not seen it?” Herminoe looks at Demetrie with wide eyes, her breath has speed up and her heart pounds in her ears. “You always see what I can't see.” She grabs his hand and then drags him through a couple of corriders into the Forbidden section of the library. Harry and Ron shrug and head over to the quiddich locker room to shower before quiddich.

 

* * *

Demetrie kisses Hermione pashionetly. His heart pounds in his ears, and her smell fills his nose. He feels his body tighten in response to her kiss on his neck, her hair whisping against his nose tickling it a little. He smiles and breathes gently into her ear. She looks up at him with adoring eyes. He lifts her up and put her on a stack of books pressing her body roughly against a shelf of books. He presses against her, she feels his member throb in his pants against the bare flesh of her inner thigh. The shelf wobbles slightly as he pushes into her and a dusty thick book from the top of the shelf falls down and lands open faced on the floor. They both freeze and look down at it.

 

“Great game guys.” Wood stands proudly in the locker room after game. “Great job out there Ron.” Ron puffs out his chest proudly and Harry pats his back.

“Good job Ron.” The locker room starts to clear out leaving Harry and Ron alone the hot steam form the showers foging up the room. Harry and ron begin to shower off.

“You played grate today Ron slitherin couldnt score a point to day.” Harry mused as he ran the soap across his mucular chest working it into a rich lather.

“You didn't play to bad your self” Ron said smiling as he began to wash Harrys back casualy running his hands down his spine. Thay locked eyes for a moment before thay could wait no linger kissing pashtionatly their soapy bodies sliding on to each other in an embrace. Harry ran his fingers through ron's red hair tussling it aside as he laid ron down slowly on to a bench ron grasping at his outer thigh. Harry begins to kiss the back of Rons neck as He slowly began to thust gently ron leaning into his muscular arms.

 

* * *

 

Dracula flips through a book quickly. “Felicity!” a puff of smoke pops in front of Dracula's desk.

“Yes father?”

“What did I tell you about calling me that?”

“Sorry. You wanted me?”

“I've noticed you paying attention to that mortal boy Demetrie, leave him alone he is bad news.”

“There is something about him Sir that just attracts my attention.”

“And that would be?”

“I'm not sure, he has a charisima about him that I never seen, even among our people.”

 

“Harry! Ron! Great game!”

Ron finishes buttoning up his shirt as Harry wraps a towel around himself.

“Don't you ever knock?” Harry glares at Hermione.

“I thought you'd be done by now. Honestly how long does it take to change back into your school robes?” Hermione shrugs and Demetire rolls his eyes.

“Look we found a book about the horcruxes. It has a chapter all about summoning the master horcrux.”

“How did you find that?” Ron looks at the book.

“We stumbled upon it while looking up stuff for the essay.” Hermione blushes. Harry comes back from around the locker fixing his belt.

“What are you guys still doing down here!?” Snape's voice startles them. “The games been over for nearly an hour and a half, don't you guys have partying to do?”

“We were just leaving sir?” Demetrie tries to defend them.

“You aren't even on the team Longbottom, nor is Granger. 100 points from grifendor, 50 each for being where your not supposed to be.”

“That's not fair!” Ron protests. Harry hits him on the shoulder muttering “shut up.”

“That's another 50 for talking back. Get back to your house.” Snape storms off.

“We'll talk about this later.” Demetrie sighs.

 

 

 

A.N.: I'm sorry that I've been away so long, Mr. Bella got Feline Lekumea and died.He became visably ill around january 19th and after a few doctor visets I knew that he was realy sick. Mr bella endured kemo terapy but was taken from me on the morning of march tenth I found him at the foot of my bed the other cats had been acting strange and left. Due to the bills I had to make some hard decistions and gave up my internet and Cable for some time but things have began to return to normal though will never be the same I am realy thankfull i have this story of mine to distract me and that so many have begun to enjoy it.

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