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If Ever The Truth	By : isathiel Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 1278 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Narcissa Malfoy looked around at the new faces in front of her. Gryffindors and Slytherins looked back at her. She saw Draco at the back of the class, and quickly looked away. He wasn't keen on the idea of her teaching, and she wondered how many other students shared his point of view. They had all been very quiet when she had walked in; no doubt they knew who she was. Still, they had greeted her politely, and yet, she still remained nervous.

"Good morning class." Narcissa began, as she picked up a piece of paper lying on the desk.
"In previous years, you've been shown Boggarts and the like, and have also been shown the Unforgivable Curses."
She paused. Harry knew all too well what the Unforgivable Curses were. It was why he now had no parents. Harry shook his head, not wanting to think about that right now, and turned his attention back to Professor Malfoy.
"There's no need to cover curses again, so Dumbledore has asked me to cover charms instead."
A snigger came from Ron. Narcissa looked at him, but chose to ignore it.
"While charms are generally seen as something good, there are those that can be used to do bad." Narcissa paused, and looked at Ron.
"Mr Weasley. Stand next to me please. "
Ron hesitated, then made his way to the front. Narcissa took out her wand, and waved it at Ron.
"Infidelius." Narcissa said. "Ron, you love Hermione."
Ron smiled. He looked at Hermione. He walked towards her slowly, and took her hand and pulled her to his feet. Hermione looked surprised. She tried to pull away, but Ron was surprisingly persistent. She looked over at Narcissa, who went and stood by Hermione's side.
"Fidelius." Narcissa said, as she waved her wand. Ron looked around, stunned. His hand stopped mid-air, on the way to Hermione's cheek.

"Thank you." Narcissa said, and walked back to the front. Ron and Hermione sat down quickly, not looking at each other.
"The Infidelius, or Entrancing Enchantment, allows you to have complete control over another person's thoughts and feelings."
"Like the Imperius curse." Harry said.
"Yes, it is similar to the Imperius curse. That one, however, allows you to control another person's actions. The Infidelius charm gives you power over a person's mind. As demonstrated by Ron here, it gives you the power to make another person believe something."

There was a brief silence, then Narcissa turned to the board and began to write down notes. The class copied them down quietly.
"We have about twenty minutes left of the class, so why don't you all pair up and try the charm amongst yourselves?" Narcissa suggested.
This turned out to be an interesting idea, Narcissa thought to herself as she looked around. Ron had made Hermione plant a kiss on Harry, who had in turn made Neville give Seamus a hug. In another corner, she saw Goyle kiss Lavender Brown, much to her amusement. Lavender was fighting to get away, but Goyle wasn't paying attention to this.
Based on that, it was high time to stop, Narcissa decided.
"Okay, class, everyone please take out your wands and say Fidelius." Narcissa said, and the class followed her example.
Goyle stared at Lavender in surprise, who hurried away and sat down. The rest of class sat down also.
"For homework, I would like all of you to research the Infidelius charm. Talk about its origins, its history, anything you like, basically. This is so you all have background knowledge on the charm," Narcissa said. "About one foot of parchment will be enough. You may go."

The class filed out, and headed towards the Great Hall for lunch.
"So, Harry." Aini said. "What do you think of Professor Malfoy?"
"She seemed nice enough, which surprised me. She seems to know her stuff."
"Draco didn't look too happy." Hermione said, as Draco walked past. "I bet this is the only lesson he won't give us a hard time because his mum is right there watching."
"But can you believe that charm she showed us?" Ron asked. "I even saw Goyle kiss Lavender."
"Poor Lavender." Hermione said and blushed, avoiding Ron's eye.
"In all honesty, I thought she would be a lot worse, given her family and all." Harry said, and lowered his voice. "Maybe it's just an act."
Hermione scoffed at this and looked back at Harry.
"As if any of them could be..."
Hermione stopped talking, her gaze on the entrance to the Great Hall. Mr Malfoy was standing there.
"Yes, Miss Granger?" he prompted, his usual sneer on his face. Harry looked towards a blushing Hermione.
"Psychic," he finished for her. "She's talking about Divination."
"Mr Potter—" Lucius drawled, saying the words slowly.
"Are you going to address us all, or will let us inside to have lunch?" Ron asked, his arms crossed. Without waiting for an answer, he pushed past Mr Malfoy, followed by Harry and Hermione, then Aini. But before she could enter, he blocked the entrance once more.
"Miss Benson," he said, but there was no sneer in his voice. He led her away from the entrance and around a corner.
"If you don't mind, Mr Malfoy, I'd like—"
He silenced her by briefly touching her lips.
"I just want to return your scarf to you," he explained.
"My scarf?" she asked, her hand going to her neck, even though she knew she wouldn't be wearing it.
"Yes," he said, and some of his usual sneer returned to his voice as he looked over Aini's shoulder. Aini turned, and saw Professor Snape enter the Great Hall.
"Come by Narcissa's office and get it."
"After dinner," Aini said. "I don't have any classes after dinner tonight."
She turned to leave, walking away from him. She was near the Great Hall, when he spoke once more.
"I'll be waiting," he said, in a low voice. "Good afternoon, Miss Benson."
He nodded in goodbye, then made his way down the hallway, away from the Great Hall.

Aini entered the Great Hall, and saw Hermione sitting at the Gryffindor table with Ginny Weasley. Ron and Harry must have gone already.
"Hi, Hermione, Ginny." Aini said, as she sat opposite them. "Where's Harry and Ron?"
"Oh, they're in Divination now." Hermione said, shaking her head. "I don't know why they still do it. It's a load of rubbish, that subject."
"It can be." Aini nodded in agreement. "Although, if they were all Seers, then it could be interesting."
Hermione shook her head in disagreement, but didn't say anymore on that topic.
"I can't wait for Transfiguration. We're meant to be doing Human Transfiguration this year," she said excitedly.
"It sounds difficult." Aini replied, then smiled. "I wonder how I'd look as a water goblet. But I don't suppose that's what we'll be doing."
"I wonder if we can turn ourselves into other people." Hermione said.
"I'd want to change my hair colour." Aini said, running her hand over her long black tresses. "This hair is too typically witch-y."

Hermione looked down at her watch.
"But first, we've got to go to Arithmancy," she said, reaching for her bag. They said goodbye to Ginny, and made their way to Professor Vector's classroom.
"This hair is too typically witch-y."

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>> Day three — Tuesday >>
Aini sat in the library, A History of Charms open in front of her. She thought she would get Professor Malfoy's assignment out of the way before Saturday. She turned a page in the book, when Hermione hurried back into the library.
"Aini!" Hermione exclaimed excitedly, brandishing a piece of paper under Aini's nose.
"What is it?" Aini asked.
"It's from Viktor." Hermione said, and sat down somewhat calmly.
Aini smiled, and closed the book. A letter, after all, was much more interesting.
"What does he say?" Aini asked.
"Well, he says hi." Hermione said, and blushed. "I can't read the next word. It must be a Bulgarian expression."
"Or maybe his handwriting is just bad." Aini joked, and smiled.
"Funny." Hermione replied, and continued reading. "Then he just talks about what he's studying, things like that. Oh, and he also says hi to you, and the others."
"Well, tell him I said hi." Aini said, and opened the book again. "Do you think he knows about the Infidelius charm?"
"Well, chances are yes, considering he's from Durmstrang." Hermione replied thoughtfully. "On that topic, I still can't believe we have Draco's mum as our teacher. Of all the people. Her."
"Maybe she's trying to redeem the family." Aini said. "But what I don't get is, why is Lucius Malfoy here with her?"
"Maybe he's trying to get back into Dumbledore's good books and be a governor again," Hermione shrugged, and stood up. "But who really cares? I'm going to send a reply to Viktor."

Aini watched Hermione leave, then looked down at her book, not really taking in the words. She then reached towards her bag, and realised that she didn't have any quills on her. She was about to leave the library, when Harry and Ron turned up. They sat down at Aini's table, and just stared at her.
"What is it?" Aini asked.
"Professor Trelawney said she saw you." Harry said.
"Saw me? In the halls, do you mean?" Aini asked.
"No." Harry said impatiently. "She saw you."
"Oh, right." Aini said, understanding. "Was it crystal gazing again, or did she do something new?"
"Well, crystal gazing," Ron said. "But she wouldn't tell us what she saw. But she looked very surprised."
"Probably nothing impressive then," Aini said. "Did she give you any homework?"
She began taking notes from A History of Charms.
"Not today. I think she was pre-occupied today." Harry answered.

"Whose homework are you doing?" Ron asked, as he and Harry took out their books.
"Professor Malfoy's. The history of the charm she showed us is quite interesting." Aini replied. "It began in the 1500's, and was first used with King Henry the VIII's last wife. She paid a gypsy to cast a spell on King Henry."
Aini scribbled this down on her parchment, and so did Harry and Ron.
"That's not fair. Do your own history research." Aini said, and shifted the book so they couldn't see what she was writing.
"You and Hermione. Neither of you let us copy." Ron complained, then looked around. "Speaking of which, where is she?"
"She's sending a reply to Viktor," Aini said. "He says hi to us all."
"Well, I certainly don't—" Ron didn't finish his sentence as Hermione came back into the library, much more calmly this time.

"Hi, Harry. Ron," Hermione said, as she sat next to Aini. "Aini, your copy of Witch Weekly arrived while I was in the Owlery.
"Thanks." Aini said, and took it from her, and began to look through the pages, starting from the back of the magazine, as she always did.
She turned a few more pages, and was about to put it away, when Hermione suddenly took the magazine from her and looked at an article at the top of the page.

"An article by Rita Skeeter," Hermione read out loud. "I wonder if she's changed her tune.
"What has she got to say now?" Harry asked.
"Well. It's certainly interesting, that's for sure." Hermione said, skimming through the article.
"Good. But what does it say?" asked Ron.
"Okay." Hermione said, and cleared her throat. "For five years in a row, Hogwarts has seen a new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. This year, the job has been filled by none other then Narcissa Malfoy, the wife of ex-Hogwarts governor Lucius Malfoy. Witch Weekly has also learned that things are not going all too well in the Malfoy Manor. Just last week, it was reported that Lucius Malfoy has been frequenting Hogsmeade a lot lately, in particular, The Three Broomsticks.
This comes after Narcissa was appointed at Hogwarts. Apparently, Lucius is not pleased about his wife having a job, and not him.
Students at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry had better watch out; Lucius will be accompanying his wife to the school for the duration of her teaching."

Hermione closed the magazine, and handed it back to Aini.
"Well," said Harry. "Given that it's Rita Skeeter, I wonder how much of it is true."
"Well, Dad did say Mr Malfoy had been at The Three Broomsticks quite a bit." Ron added, shaking his head.
"Well, avoiding him is not going to be a problem," Hermione said, a bitter smile on her face. "For me, at least. I don't think he'd want to come near me."
"That bit about The Three Broomsticks," Aini began. "It's true. Aunt Rosmerta said he is her best customer."
"Couldn't happen to a nicer person." Ron agreed, sarcasm in his voice.
"Sssh," Hermione said quickly, looking over Ron's head. "Don't turn around."
"Why?" Ron asked, and turned around to see Draco enter the library with Crabbe and Goyle.
"After all those times he's broadcast our public lives—" Ron began, but Hermione shook her head.
"I don't think we need to. Everyone reads Witch Weekly," Hermione said, and discreetly pointed at the table next to them. They also had a copy of the magazine, and must have seen the article, because they were making no attempt to hide their sniggers.
Draco's cheeks turned pink, and he hurried to the back of the library.

"See," Hermione said smugly. "He already knows about the article. But, I don't know where he's going, because we've got Transfiguration with the Slytherins soon."
Ron's eyes lit up at this. Hermione chose not to notice. She stood up, and reached for her bag.
"You know what," Aini suggested. "I think it'd be worse for Draco if no one said anything. After all, he's expecting people to say things. It could be more unnerving for him if no one said anything, but just gave the impression they knew."
"Perhaps," Ron said.
"No perhaps about it," Harry interjected. "Definitely. He'd probably have a reply for anything we said to him."
Aini rolled up her parchment and put it back into her bag and followed Hermione, who was already halfway out of the library.
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