Alabaster Moody?

First day of classes went well, the two other schools have their classes held separately but through the day you can find them wandering the school as well.

Now we are in Professor Moodys class, waiting for everyone to get here along with the Professor.

"How do you think I'm going to mess up with this Defense teacher?" I asked Hermione.

She smiled and shook her head. "Just don't say things and you will be fine. Plus, you never messed up with Lupin."

"One, it's hard for me not to say things. Two, Lupin still left. I'm starting to think this position is actually cursed." Mione chuckled.

Mad-Eye walked into the room and to the front where he turned to look at us. "Alastor Moody." He turned and wrote on the chalk board. "Ex-Auror. Ministry malcontent." He turned to us. "And your new defense against the dark arts teacher. I'm here because Dumbledore asked me, end story, goodbye, the end. Any questions?"

Alabaster Moony looked around the class waiting for a raised hand, I caught his eye and my mind went mental. The same thing I saw with the man in the Quidditch campground, but this wasn't him. The man I saw was skinny, short hair, two eyes and two legs.

"When it comes to the dark arts, I believe in a practical approach. But first, which of you can tell me how many unforgivable curses there are?"

"Three sir." Mione answered.

"And they are so named?" Moody turned to the board and wrote '3 Unforgettable Curses' with the chalk.

"Because they are unforgivable. Use of any one of them will-."

"Will earn you a one way ticket to Azkaban." He growled and turned back to us. "Correct. Now the ministry says you're too young to see what these curses do. I say different!"

(Is this Alabaster? Of course it is. How could it not?.. But he is so angry, hiding his rage and insanity, putting on a performance, a different facade.)

"You need to know what you're up against, you need to be prepared." He turned back to the board with the chalk. "You need to find somewhere else to put your chewing gum other than the underside of your desk Mr Finnigan!"

(Why is he so mad! Personal experience? but why?)

"Aw no way, the old codger can see out the back of his head." Seamus muttered.

Mad-Eye snapped around and threw the chalk in anger. "And hear across classrooms." Moony stepped forward. "So, which curse shall we see first? WEASLEY!"

"Yes..." Ron cowered.

"Stand." Moody ordered, Ron stood. "Give us a curse."

"Well, my dad did tell me about one..." Moody raised a brow. "The imperious curse."

"Aehehah yea, your father would know all about that. Gave the Ministry quite a bit of grief a few years ago. Perhaps this will show you why." Moody moved back to his front table, popped open a jar with a spider or some spider looking creature in it. "Hello." He reached in and took it out. "What a little beauty." Moody took out his wand and pointed it at the creature. "Engorgio." The creature grew. "Imperio."

He uses his wand to send it around the class as if a puppet on a string, students laughed slightly at seeing people become scared. The creature was first moved to the front table, then on Crabbes head.

"Don't worry. Completely harmless."

The creature landed on my hand, I looked at it and lifted it up. "What is it?"

"Tailless whip scorpions. If she bites... she's lethal!"

I nodded. "Lethal..." I looked up at Moody and smiled mischievously. "Apparently a Hippogriff is too... Right, Draco?" I motioned to Draco with my eyes.

Moody smiled and sent the spider onto Draco's face, Draco freaked out, Moody laughed. The whole class laughed, I smiled at getting my payback even though I know Buckbeak is still alive.

"Talented isn't she? What shall I have her do next? Jump out the window?" Mad-Eye moved her to a magnifying glass, the class stopped laughing. "Drown herself?" Mad-Eye levitated the spider over a bucket of water, it wiggled around above the water until Moody brought it back to his palm. "Scores of witches and wizards have claimed that they only do did you-know-whose bidding under the influence of the imperious curse. But here's the rub, how do we sort out the liars? Another.. another.. Come on come on." Students raised their hands. "Longbottom is it? Up." Neville stood. "Professor Sprout tells me you have an aptitude for herbology."

"There's the um... The cruciatus curse."

"Correct! Correct! come come." Neville moved to the front table with Moody. "Particularly nasty. The torture curse." He points his wand. "Crucio."

Mad-Eye begins torturing the spider with magic, it squeals, his eyes showed enjoyment which disgusted me. The spider squeals, Neville's face scrunched as the noise got to him.

"Professor!" I yelled, Moody was enjoying this. "Alabaster Moody!" Mad-Eye stops and looks at me. "I understand you wish to show us but Neville is disturbed by the sound as I am pretty sure others are too."

Mad-Eye picks up the spider which is still making a noise. "I um-." He clears his throat and walks to my desk. "Perhaps you could give us the last unforgivable curse Miss?"(He eyed me the same way Lucius eyed me at the game.)

"Kimberly." I crossed my arms. "The last one is the killing curse, but I think we could spare this creature from more."

"Avada Kedavra." He casts a spell and the spider laid dead on my desk, I frowned. "The killing curse. Only one person is known to have survived it. And he's sitting in this room." He approached Harry's desk, reached for his flask and took a drink.

Class went on, the dead creature at my desk was taken away thankfully. I eyed him the whole time, knowing that somehow Alabaster was playing two personalities and the darker one was shining through at some points.

"Brilliant isn't he!" Ron said as we walked down the stairs out of class. "Completely demented of course. Terrifying to be in the same room with, he's really been there you know."

"There's a reason those curses are unforgivable, and to perform them in a classroom. I mean did you see Neville's face."Mione stopped walking and walking as she came upon Neville on the stairs facing the window. "Neville?"

Mad-Eye approaches Neville and pats him on the shoulder. "Son. You alright?" Neville nods. "Come on, we'll have a cup of tea. I want to show you something." Moody walked back to the classroom and Neville followed dejectedly.

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