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Broken Wands and Certificates

A/N: Bonjour my faithful readers. I'm back with the 4th chapter. Isn't that wonderful? Ok, I'll stop yakking so you can read this wonderfully marvy chapter


I ran all the way to the Slytherin common room and up to my dorm. I couldn't believe I was finally free of these slimy gits! It was way too good to be true.

When I was done packing, I flopped down on my bed and started thinking about my past.

I got really depressed. My past sucked.

I turned over and turned on my stereo. Slipnot blared through the magically-enhanced speakers. I cranked it up all the way so I couldn't hear anything else.

Ah! Such depressing, gothic music. Perfect for my mood.

To make me even more depressed, Bellatrix Black came storming in, obviously irritated at the loud music. She started shouting something.

I couldn't hear her over the music. Idiot.

Finally, she gave up and pointed her wand at my stereo. Big mistake on Bella's part, for I summoned her wand to me, broke it in half, and threw the remains back to her.

She was very, very mad. She kept moving her mouth like a fish.

A very ugly fish.

Bella turned and stalked out of the room. She came back with her sister, Narcissa. Like that would help. Narcissa pointed her wand and muttered something. I blocked her spell and hexed her, causing her wand to fly out of her hand. I summoned it, broke it in half like I did with Bella's, and threw it to Bellatrix.

She was positively livid. You could practically see smoke coming out of her overly large ears.

It was tres amusante (A/N: That's French)

I decided to hex her to make it even funnier. The hex knocked her to the ground. When she got up, there were bats attacking her face.

She dragged the unconcious Narcissa blindly out of the room, knocking over a suit of armor in the process.

I chuckled. When would they learn?

They'd never be able to hex me, and the more they tried, the more pain and embarrassment they brought to themselves.

I looked over at my clock; 6:30 pm. I had seven and a half hours before I had to meet Shauna at the forest.

"Guess I'll take a nap," I yawned. I hadn't realized how tired I was. So I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep.


I was jarred awake when something jumped on my chest. I opened my eyes to see a pair of big yellow eyes staring back at me.

"Sammy!" I shrieked, pushing the golden-haired feline off my chest. "Don't do that!" He just looked at me and pointed (well, it seemed that way!) at the clock with his tail. I looked at it; 1:00 am.

Holy shit! I only had an hour until I had to leave! And it takes me 20 minutes to get down there! I jumped out of bed, ran to my trunk, and pulled out a purple tank top, black shorts, socks, and tennis shoes. I was in the process of getting undressed when Sammy jumped off my bed and abruptly left the room without looking at me. I just looked at him.

"You have got to be the weirdest cat in the world," I said to his retreating butt.

After I was dressed (and Sammy came back in), I threw my long, dull, lifeless brown hair into a ponytail. Then I looked in the mirror. I wasn't ugly, but I wasn't gorgeous, either. I was just so-so looking. My dull brown eyes had lost their sparkle since I came to Hogwarts, and my long hair extended down to my butt when it wasn't in a ponytail, which was almost never. I never wore make-up, either, so my face was ordinary as well.

"I need a makeover," I said to myself, "Can't go into Gryffindor looking like this." I vowed to change my appearance after training tonight.

I kissed Sammy on the head, changed into a panther, and bounded out of the portrait.

As I made my way around the school, I heard a commotion by the one-eyed witch statue. I looked at it, but saw no one. If anyone was there, they had on an Invisibility Cloak. Since I really didn't care, I didn't stop running to investigate further.

Finally, I made it outside to the forest entrance. Shauna was already there, and talking to a niffler. I cleared my throat, to make myself known. Shauna turned and grinned at me while the niffler scampered away. Shauna turned her head to the forest. She looked rather hesitant to go in.

"I wonder what he'll do to us. We skipped out last night," she whispered. I nodded solemnly.

"AAALLLIII! SSHHHAAAUUNNAA!!!" roared a creature from inside the forest. We knew what it was.

"Think he's mad?" Shauna asked weakly.

"No shit," I said dryly. We sprinted in so we wouldn't be late; no need to make him angrier than he already was.


"You're distracted, Ali," he said as he threw me against a tree. "You usually get a punch or two in before I beat you." He watched me struggle to get up.

"Now, let's try it again. You need to try harder this time." He said getting into postition.

"Grr, yes, Sensei, " I replied, positioning myself as well.

You want me to try harder, fine, I thought. See how you like THIS!! I threw my hands out to my sides, palms outstretched. I felt power surging through me as orbs of purple static filled my hands. Sensei"s eyes widened. Shauna stopped healing herself to watch as the orbs thinned and longated until they looked like 4 ft long poles.

Finally the static dissapeared, revealing long, chipped samari swords. My mouth twisted into a cruel smile.

"I need new ones, but these'll do for now," I hissed. Sensei looked nervous for a moment, then angry.

"I never said you could use weapons!" He shouted angrily, perhaps wiht a hint of nervousness in his voice.

"You never said I couldn't, either." He looked stumped at that.

Then I lunged at him, swinging my swords left and right. He frantically dodged them, until I cut his arm, kicked him in the chest, and into a tree. I walked slowly up to him, the swords dissapearing. I bent down, and whispered into his ear."I win."

I looked into his face, where a huge grin was appearing.

"What?" I asked, confused.

"This is the first time in ten years that you've beaten me." He stated proudly. Shauna walked up to me, blood still shining on her white tank top.

"Congrats!" She said smiling, patting me on the back. I turned to Sensei.

"Does this mean my training is over?" I asked him.

"Your training with me is," He replied. My heart sank.

"But your training with Shauna has been taken to the next level," He finished. I looked up at him.

"You mean..." I began, unable to finish.

"Yes." He said, then made a circular motion with his hand, and a scroll with a blue ribbon appeared in it.

"This, Ali," he said, holding the scroll out to me, "is your license to teach. Use it well, and maybe one day Shauna will be as strong as you." I took the scroll gingerly with my hand.

"Thank you, Sensei, I will not let you down," I promised, bowing. I stood up and he put a hand on my cheek.

"You, by far, are my star pupil," he whispered. I looked into the shining blue eyes that had been my comfort in all those years in Slytherin, 'till I couln't hold in my tears anymore. I threw my arms around my father-like Sensei in a massive good-bye hug.

When we released I looked at him. This man was 60 years old, yet had the body of a 20-year-old supermodel, and the energy of a five-year-old with a sugar rush. The only thing that signaled his age was the very few wrinkles that decorated his kind, handsome face. Then he turned and walked over to Shauna to say a few words to her.

When he was through, he patted her head, turned and waved at me, then transformed into a wolf and took off through the forest. Shauna walked over to me.

"I guess I have to start calling you Sensei, huh?" she asked playfully. I gave her a playful punch on the arm.

"Yup. And guess what?" I asked her. She raised her eyebrow and folded her arms.

"Okay, I'll bite. What?"

"I have a big surprise for you!"

"Really? What is it?"

"You'll find out tomorrow!"


A/N: This, by far, is the longest chapter I have written. It might be the only one this long, too. Read and Review!! I wouldn't ask for reviews if I didn't want them.

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