The Last Peverell

Chapter 40

"I didn't realize that Minnie was into such kinky foreplay," Sirius replied, wiggling his eyebrows at Lily, who scoffed.

"It's Professor McGonagall to you, Black. Show some respect," she hissed before walking off towards Flitwick's class room. Alice and Marlene waved as they passed, shadowing their friend. They hadn't let her out of their sight since the potions incident. With the war looming on the horizon, the students were picking sides and it was rather easy to tell who decided to join Voldemort when it came to muggleborn sentiment.

"Don't expect us to help you with your essay!" Sirius shouted back at them.

Marlene flipped him off as she rounded the corner of the hallway. Not like they'd really need help with Lily as their friend.

"You do realize that I live in the same room as her and if I don't answer her questions I will be sleeping on the common room couches until the end of the year," Jasmine reminded them rather dryly, and Remus put a hand on her shoulder.

"Don't worry, Prongs will do anything that Lily asks. Pads is giving empty threats. We're all a little bit high strung before exams. Not all of us can be prodigies like you when it comes to essay writing and practical spell work."

Now, Remus sounded a bit bitter. So much for him trying to raise the mood. Jasmine did have an unfair advantage...she had nine lives worth of knowledge stored in her head, not to mention that the original Jasmine was a child prodigy in her own right. That girl wouldn't have been the best in the dueling ring without being a gifted witch.

"If you need help in any subject you just need to ask," Jasmine said with a tired sigh, but that didn't seem to put Remus in any better of a mood as they reached the charms classroom. His scarred hand was gripping his bad rather tightly.

James threw his arm over Jasmine's shoulder. "She's my cousin, I get first dibs on any and all schoolwork related questions."

Now, didn't that sound like an ominous statement.

What kind of mess did she get herself into?

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Charms started with Flitwick coming towards the front of the room with grimace on his face, which never boded well for the rest of the class, especially so close to OWLs. It usually meant they were going to be doing something unrelated to their pending exam. "Today, we are going to be doing something outside of the curriculum.

A low mummer consumed the class. They didn't have time for something they weren't going to be tested on. "What about our exams?" Lily asked just loud enough for it to carry across the room that had suddenly gone silent. She blushed when she realized that the class had gone quiet enough for her to be heard.

Flitwick cleared his throat, his eyes glancing over his podium. "Yes, well, this came from the board of governors. I'm to cover this charm in all of my classes for the next couple days. You are all expected to finish your revisions on your own time for the rest of the week. We will be working the practical application of the patronus charm, which will be extra credit on your OWL exam."

Bloody hell. Didn't the board know how difficult that charm was? Most of them more than likely couldn't produce a corporeal patronus. Most Aurors have trouble with it and they needed to know how to produce one.

"Isn't this something that we should be learning in DADA?" A fifth year Ravenclaw asked from the back of the room. They weren't wrong...

"Professor Brightbark claimed that it was better taught in the settings of a charms classroom and since your Professor last year didn't teach you enough for the exams, Brightbark couldn't fit this into his schedule, so, the lesson fell to me."