Clara Black is a thirteen-year-old teenager who enjoys bubble baths and reading. She is generous, brave and creative, but can also be very cunning and a bit moody. She lives with her Godfather Remus Lupin. She, for the past 2 years has been taught...
I sit in the DADA classroom waiting for the rest of the class. "So, how's school so far for your second day?" Remus asks. "Ignoring the fact I cried and already has someone trying to make my life a living hell, it's going alright. I have six friends already!" I say. He smiles. "See!" He exclaims.
"Even though you didn't want to come here you still did and you make a few friends," He adds. I laugh slightly and nod. The class files in. "Keep your books in your bag! We're doing a practical!" He says
"Now, would anyone like to venture a guess? As to what's inside?" He asks
"A boggart," Someone says.
"Very good, Mr Thomas! Can anyone tell me what a boggart looks like?"
"No one knows. Bogarts are shape-shifters, they take the shape of whatever the person fears the most." Hermione says. "That's what makes them so-" She adds but is cut off by Remus
"So terrifying, yes."
Neville steps up after we were taught how to say it. His boggart turns into snape when he said Riddikulus it turned into snape wearing his gran's outfit. I hear Malfoy mutter something. Ron goes, it turns into a spider with rollerskates. Next it was Parvati, then Dean, then Seamus, then Hermione, then Lavender, then me. I take a few steps forward. I take a deep breath. I look at Remus. He nods reasurringly. The boggart turns into Remus dead on the floor.
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"Riddikulus" I say. But it doesn't stop there. It then turns into Sirius dead. I put my wand down. I point it back up "Riddikulus" I repeat. It doesnt turn into anything funny. It just goes back into the wardobe.
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Remus walks up to me. "Go sit in my office." He whispers. I walk up to his office and sit in a chair. I suddenly hear Remus shout "Riddikulus!" And "Class dismissed," I hear shuffling and then the door closes. Harry walks in. "Are you okay?" He asks looking at me. "I don't know," I reply. I see hurt in his eyes. "I'll tell Professor Snape that you had to stay behind," He says. "I'll take your bag," I smile. "Thank you, Harry," I say. He walks out.
Remus opens his arms. I hug him. "I'm scared," I mutter. He pulls back. "Why?" He asks curious.
