a/n ; i've got an idea coming up soon eheheh
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YOU FLUSH UNDER ALL THE GAZES THAT WERE FILLED WITH MIXED EMOTIONS.
confusion, wonder, mockery.
you had just walked into defence against the dark arts, accompanied by hermione, and people had definitely noticed the change of hair colour. (i know hermione was supposed to have used the time turner here but whateva)
ron and harry were bewildered, completely clueless as to why you'd change your hair colour.
you fiddle with your thumbs, hermione brings you over to harry and ron with an encouraging smile.
"blimey, [name]! you changed your hair colour"
you could already hear the sniggering of pansy and her group.
you shrug gently, "um, yeah.."
there was a bit of an awkward silence before your new defence against the dark arts teacher, professor lupin, walks in.
he casts you a glance, he recognised you from on the train and had also noticed your change of hair colour.
but everyone's eyes turned forward as the wardrobe ahead rattled mysteriously.
"intriguing, isn't it?"
the wardrobe continues to rattle.
"would anyone like to venture a guess... as to what is inside?" lupin hums.
"that's a boggart, that is" dean says.
"very good, mr. thomas" lupin nods curtly.
"now, can anyone tell me what a boggart looks like?"
"no one knows" hermione steps up.
"boggarts are shapeshifters" she says as if she didn't hear him, "they take the shape of whatever the person fears the most. that's what makes them so.."
"so terrifying, yes, yes, yes.." lupin steps up towards the wardrobe.
"luckily, a very simple charm exists to repel a boggart" lupin steps in front of the cupboard, looking back at it as it shakes again.
"let's practice it now. without wands, please" he points his finger around the room.
"after me. riddikulus!"
"riddikulus" the class choruses.
"very good. a little louder and very clear. listen : riddikulus" he says loudly and clearly.
"riddikulus!" you all say louder.
"this class is ridiculous" draco scoffs from the far right, you stifle your giggle at his remark.
"very good" lupin congratulates.
"so much for the easy part. you see, the incantation alone is not enough. what really finishes a boggart is laughter. you need to force it to assume a shape you find trule amusing. let me explain. uh, neville, would you join me please?"
neville looks shocked, looking around at you all nervously.
you give him an encouraging smile.
"come on, don't be shy. come on"
neville gulps, stepping up slightly.
"come on" lupin whispers.
neville walks up to him, nervously glancing at him.
"hello. neville, what frightens you most of all?"
"professor snape" he says quietly.
"sorry?"
"professor snape" he says louder, you smile.
the class laughs, lupin chuckles, "professor snape.. yes, frightens all"
you snort quietly, covering your face.
"and i believe you live with your grandmother" he muses.
"y-yes, but i don't want that boggart to turn into her, either"
you smile gently, shaking your head slightly, the class laughs again.
"no.." lupin shakes his head, the wardrobe rattles from behind him.
"..it won't. i want you to picture her clothes. only her clothes, very clearly, in your mind"
"she carries a red handbag.." he mutters,lupin shakes his head, "no, no. we don't need to hear. as long as you see it, we'll see it. now, when i open that wardrobe... here's what i want you to do"
he walks up to neville, "excuse me" he nudges past a girl.
he bends down in whispers something inaudible in his ear.
he stands back up, "can you do that?"
neville looks at him and the wardrobe nervously as it rattles once more.
"yes. wand at the ready" he takes his wand from his robes, neville takes his out as well.
"one, two, three"
with a small flick of lupin's wand, the wardrobe handle turned and it went slightly ajar.
neville stands nervously, his quivering hand holding his wand.
a pale hand emerges from inside the wardrobe, grabbing the edge and soon the familiar face of snape pokes out.
the boggart snake narrows his eyes at neville, walking towards him.
"think, neville, think" lupin urges.
boggart snape stands a few steps away from neville, joining his hands together but neville had already swung his wand, "riddikulus!"
boggart snape falls back slightly, replacing his black robes was a green skirt and coat, with what looks to be a dead fox around his neck and a large hat with a bird on it sitting on his head. he was also holding the red handbag neville had previously mentioned.
the class erupts into laughter, lupin laughing along, "wonderful, neville, wonderful! incredible! okay.."
neville looks to boggart snape, smiling slightly in accomplishment. you give him a grin.
"to the back, neville. everyone, form a line" lupin orders.
everyone hastily runs forwards, trying to get to the front as far as possible.
ron was trying to get further back but he ended up at the front.
you were directly behind harry, peeking out to see everyone's fears.
"form a line! i want everyone to picture the thing they fear the very most.."
you suddenly feel your stomach drop slightly,
what i fear most..? no.. i can't let anyone else see.. they'd just laugh at me more!
you fiddle with your fingers nervously.
boggart snape looks around cluelessly, not a thought running through his head.
".. and turn it into something funny"
lupin puts the record going, "next! ron!"
ron steps forward, glancing around nervously. the boggart snape steps up from his odd position, staring ron down.
"concentrate. face your fear. be brave!"
the boggart spins around, in mid-air forming into something and changing into multiple different things before picking one, a giant redback spider, yet probably only half the size of aragog.
you shriek quietly, gripping harry's sleeve before quickly letting go as you can already feel the glares.
ron whimpers, looking at the massive spider in fear. he holds his wand in his robes as the spider starts stepping closer.
"wand at the ready, ron. wand at the ready"
ron takes his wand out, pointing it at the giant spider, "riddikulus!"
everyone laughs as rollerskates suddenly appear on each of the spider's legs. you breathe out slightly.
"yes!" lupin cheers, laughing in glee.
"you see? very good, very good!"
"marvelous! absolutely, very, very enjoyable! parvat, next!"
as ron walks passed he high-fives everyone.
parvati ; a gryffindor girl, walks up, glancing up at the shifting boggart.
her eyes go wide as it turns into a giant-cobra snake.
"keep your nerve. steady"
"riddikulus!" she shouts.
you reel back as the snake turns into a giant swaying jack-in-the-box.
you scrunch your face up.
everyone laughs again, "and next! step up, step up!"
now it was harry's turn, he steps up with a grin and his wand at the ready.
you were nervous, your turn was next.
but you pause, what would harry's worst fear be? voldemort? that wouldn't be good.
"wonderful, wonderful"
the clown continues to swing forward and back, lupin looks at it, glancing between it and harry.
harry's face starts to drop.
the boggart starts to spin again, quicker than the rest, it transformed. into a dementor.
you freeze in place, eyes shrinking in fear.
the boggart dementor lets out a deathly gasp, lupin grips his wand and swings himself in front of harry, blocking all view of him.
the boggart spins for a moment before shifting into a 2-d version of the full moon, you stumble back slightly.
"riddikulus!" lupin shouts and the moon turns into a plain white balloon, swinging around and ducking through the line of students.
lupin casts the door open as it heads back that way, it slams shut.
you breathe out.
"right. sorry about that. uh, that's enough for today. you can all collect your books from the back of the class, that's the end of the lesson. thank you! sorry!"
everyone makes noises of disappointment, you let out a big sigh of relief.
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ate posted ; 23/01/23
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