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Zingaro	By : ccino49 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 3610 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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I own nothing from the Harry Potter universe. It all belongs to JK Rowling.

Zingaro

a/n.

Vamp: The idea for the Romany culture came when a large family of them passed by my house a few months ago. They were true Romanies, not new age travellers or anything. The wagons have always fascinated me, as does their way of life. Not long after that Cher�s Gypsies, Tramps & Thieves came on the radio and my head kind of whooped.

Dontmess: No, she�s not a vampire. Lol. And yeah, tall girls rule.

A.V: I thought it was time for a change of characterisation too.

Sansa: Sent it in another format. Should open now. : )

Sharazade & Emmy: Glad your with me on this.

Chapter 5

First year Griffindor/Slytherin were next. She did exactly the same with them as she did with the last class. This time though she discovered the Slytherin�s had a better knowledge of dark magic then most other first years. Still, none was able to hex her, no matter how dark the spell or how hard they tried.
At lunchtime, she headed out to her wagon to eat, savouring the open air and freedom after the confinement of the castle walls.
After lunch, it was Griffindor/Slytherin sixth years. As with the first years she began testing them on what they knew, demanding they do their worst, again impressing them with non-verbal magic, and not encountering a single curse to her person.
�Draco Malfoy.�

Draco swaggered to the front of the class, a smug grin on his face.
Paula focused on the boy for a moment and leant close to whisper in his ear. �A desire to impress, a need to prove yourself and show distaste for those you consider beneath you. Sadly you choose the wrong people to make that impact on.� Then she straightened and faced him, seeing a look of amazement on his face, followed by resentment then hatred.
�Good, now give me your worst Draco. Keep it non-verbal; don�t let me know what you are going to do.�
Draco hesitated for a split second and found he was standing with his back to her, his wand pointing at the door.
�Never hesitate when facing the enemy Draco, it could be the last thing you ever do. Now, I shall turn my back on you, and then you may try again.�
Draco spun on her and sent a sectumsempra in her direction, only to find she was standing at the side of the room. He fired a jelly legs jinx and found it backfired on him. He tried for Levi corpus and his outer robe flew across the room. When he cast serpensortia, the snake whooshed round the room then wrapped itself around his neck. Only when he stopped panicking and ripped it from his neck did he realise it was a scarf. He had to admit defeat and acknowledge that he was impressed with her. This was the first DA professor they�d had that ever made an impact on Draco and he decided he would learn everything he could from her, if only to defeat her at the end of it all.
�Harry Potter.� As with Draco, she focused on him for a moment then bent to whisper in his ear. �I am not interested in Griffindor bravery Harry. You are not the only orphan in this school, nor are you the only one with scars. You take me down or I take you. The choice is yours.�

�You�re worst Harry.� She said aloud. �Unforgivables are allowed, the room is screened and the students protected, no one will know but us.�
At first, Harry was shocked to say the least. However, he thought he knew her game, psychological warfare. Deciding on a distraction first, he cast his patronus. When Paula was seemingly watching the white stag charge at her he cast imperio.
Her eyes changed from a mid brown to the deepest blue as she stared the stag down and it halted, kneeling at her feet. She stroked it and pointed at Harry and the stag charged him instead, disappearing just before it ran him through.
�Imperio can be manipulated Harry, or diverted as you have just seen, as can the patronus. Save that one for the dementors. I hope you are all taking notes on this. It is not always necessary to find yourself in the position of having to resist, dodge or run.�
Harry hung back at the end of class. �Professor Vance, your eyes, they changed when you faced down my patronus.�

�Did they Harry? In what way did they change?�
�They changed colour, from brown to blue, I�m sure they did.�

�What colour are they now Harry?� She asked him, leaning forward so her face was close to his.

He blushed, but looked closely and noticed they were not brown at all they were an olive green.

�Green, but there�s something else, another colour around the iris. A dark blue ring round the iris, and �are they freckles on your eyes miss? Brown flecks on the green.�
�Well done. You are very observant, and the first to notice. Ten points to Gryffindor. Close the door on your way out.�

Still quite red, Harry left and was back in Gryffindor tower by the time he realised she�d offered him no explanation.
Over the next two weeks, Paula continued her lessons this way, learning the strengths and weaknesses of each student.
Even Hermione was stumped as to how she could get one over on the DA Professor.
They in turn were leaving each class full of admiration for the new DA Professor, all of them enjoying themselves so much they did not realise they too were learning. They all knew their limitations and how far they could actually go.
Week three, she would begin teaching them to use their strengths, thus lessening their failings.
On Friday evening of the second week, Severus made his way to Paula�s wagon, noticing she wore a long flouncy skirt and loose, gypsy style top again.
In school she always wore black leather, whether it was trousers, a short or long skirts, even shorts sometimes, they were always black leather. Her tops were always black, navy, or red silk, the bra nearly always visible since it was usually a contrast colour, black under red, or flesh coloured under black. Her mode of dress affected Severus as much as it affected the other male members of staff, as well as the majority of male students from fifth year up. Severus was convinced she knew the effect she caused and quite enjoyed their discomfort. She had also managed to claim his long-standing vampire image from him. The majority of students were convinced she was a nightwalker, despite the fact she spent a lot of time outside in the sun. As much as he liked her style of dress though, he still preferred this, the brightly coloured flouncy skirts with white lace petticoats peeking below the hem and the wide necked tops that sat off her shoulders. Her skin wasn�t creamy like most women he knew, but dark, almost Mediterranean. He�d also noticed her eyes one day in the staff room. They sat opposite each other as Albus went through the brief reports compiled on each of the first year students to find out how they were settling in. Though not close enough to see the small brown freckles on her irises, he did notice they were an extraordinary shade of olive green, and were surrounded by a dark blue boarder.

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