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Chapter 28: Dumbledore's Army
A whole two weeks passed by without a single incident for Buffy and the rest of the school.
Buffy had frantically gone looking through the bushes under her classroom window for her lost 5th year book and much to the disappointment of the students, she had found it with no problems. It was slightly dented from the fall and some of the pages had stuck together from the rain, but it was still mostly legible.
True to her word, she then stopped teaching the students spells all together. Occasionally she would let them practice for a few minutes at the end of the lesson, but only when she was standing by the door, looking out for Delores to suddenly pop out of nowhere.
As for Delores herself, her visits to Buffy's classroom slowly became less and less frequent, until Buffy had gone almost five days without seeing or hearing the woman. Obviously she thought she had won the battle. Of course, that didn't mean she had won the war just yet...
It was a Saturday morning when Buffy, having had enough of acting as if she was Delores' best friend, finally pulled Harry, Ron and Hermione from the Great Hall and into her office, telling them that she had important news for them.
“What's this all about, then?” Ron asked as he took a seat and absently began playing with the cushions on the couch.
Buffy was staring out the window, her back to the three of them. She turned slowly and looked at them all in turn. “I have something I need for you to do. It's pretty easy, but you need to be sneaky about it.”
She noticed how Harry and Ron's eyes suddenly lit up, whereas Hermione, always the practical one of the three, merely groaned.
“We're going to be breaking school rules, right?” She asked with a sigh.
Buffy would have laughed if she hadn't been thinking so hard on what she wanted to do. “No, none that I know of. Look, what I tell you now needs to stay just between us four, and you know I'm only telling you because I trust you all so don't make me regret that.”
The three of them nodded, eager to find out what was on her mind.
“DADA lessons aren't quite what they used to be-”
Harry interrupted before she could even finish her sentence, obviously thinking that she was blaming herself. “You have your reasons for changing them, we all know that. Even the other teachers are beginning to change their lessons in fear of loosing their jobs.”
“Yeah, well the changes don't sit well with me, so I'm planning to do something about it.” She told them as she paced up and down the room. “You remember the Room of Requirement?”
“Of course, it takes the shape of whatever the user needs it to be.” Hermione commented, as if she had practically read the line from a textbook. Then her eyes widened, and Buffy knew that she understood exactly what Buffy was planning. The boys remained completely clueless though.
Buffy cocked her head slightly to one side, smiling down at them. “You guys remember when we secretly trained in there last year? Just before the final task of the tournament?”
They nodded, still not quite getting it.
Hermione sighed, turning to the pair of them. “Buffy's going to continue training us in secret, using the Room of Requirement so that we don't get caught.”
They both made 'oh' faces before they jumped up, “That's perfect!”
Hermione ignored the boys and continued on, “You mean to teach as many people as you can?”
Buffy nodded to her question, “Of course, anyone who is willing to learn what I have to teach them. That's where I need you guys to come in... I'm calling a meeting, just for students I mean. All I need is for you guys to tell everyone who's interested where to meet. There's no way I have the time to talk to everyone and it might look suspicious if I'm seen picking and choosing the students that I talk to.”
“How are we supposed to tell them without giving it all away? We still need to keep this quiet or Umbridge will find out.” Harry said.
“I just need people that are trustworthy and loyal to the school, people that are interested in learning, and people who want to help to make a change to things here.” She watched as the three of them nodded. “Just ask people if they are willing to spend some time learning new things and tell them to meet us, I'll take it from there.”
Harry nodded, “I think I know exactly who to ask. And who not to ask too...”
Buffy smiled down at them, “Great, I know this isn't a lot to go by, but the more people we can get involved, the better. Oh and the meeting, we're having it here at eight o'clock Monday morning, okay? That way it won't look quite as suspicious if there are a lot of people missing from breakfast. We can say you all slept in.”
“Right, we'd better get asking around then.”
Buffy waited patiently as the clock struck eight. It was the day of the meeting and she was eager to get it started. Harry had assured her that he, Hermione and Ron had asked as many people that they thought would come, and she hoped that she could get them all to begin learning real spells again as soon as possible.
She had spent some time with Hermione figuring out a method to stop anyone from telling Umbridge about their plans and eventually the two of them had come up with the perfect idea. Anyone who joined in on their meetings would have to sign their name on a piece of enchanted parchment. If any of those people told anyone who was not also a member, they would suffer the consequences and the paper would highlight their name for all to see.
It had all been Hermione's idea, although Buffy was undecided on whether she just had a brilliant but evil mind, or had stolen the idea from James, since it was the kind of prank he would have pulled once upon a time.
Harry, Ron and the evil genius herself were the first three to arrive at her classroom, all of them looking happy, pleased that the day of the meeting had finally come around.
And then Buffy's door opened and in flooded a crowd of yawning students, the majority of them being Gryffindor students. She noted how not one of them were dressed in the Slytherins green and silver robes, although that didn't surprise her at all.
“Hey, everyone.” She gestured for them all to take a seat and watched as they took up the majority of desks. There must have been at least twenty-five to thirty students in total.
With a quick look out the door to make sure there were no more stragglers, she cast a quick spell on the door to magically lock it, and another to stop any sound from leaving the walls. It was much safer that way.
Buffy took up her usual place at the front of the class, looking around at the confused faces in front of her.
“None of you know the real reason why I called you here, and yet the fact that you came tells me that you are exactly the people I was looking for. The Ministry believes that you only need a theoretical knowledge of magic to get you through school and life afterwards... But I think you all know just how wrong they are. I'm fed up with teaching you pointless defensive theory, and I'm sure you're all fed up of hearing it by now too.” She smiled at the small nods that filled the room.
“For those of you who are interested, I will be holding a new class once a week from today onwards. In these lessons I will be teaching you everything you're missing out on in your actual DADA classes, as well as hopefully showing you some new spells that might be of some use later on.”
A six year girl from Ravenclaw held up her hand, a puzzled look on her face. “Why do we need to learn this? If the Ministry wants us to only learn the theory then why should we bother with the rest of this stuff? What's the point?”
“The point, is that right now you don't know how to defend yourselves from anyone who might attack you. And I'm pretty positive that one day, maybe even soon, you're going to need to know that.” Buffy said, before she turned her gaze back out over the entire crowd.
“You might not believe it right now, but there are certain people out there,” she pointed out towards the window, “that would love to hurt you all. Learning this stuff, it isn't just about achieving good grades, this is the kind of knowledge that could save your life one day, the kind of knowledge that helps you to fight back against those people. Surely that is worth learning.”
The class was silent for a long moment until a quiet voice spoke. Buffy looked down to Neville who was staring at the ground, rather than at her. “You're talking about Voldemort, aren't you?”
Half the class flinched at the sound of his name, while the rest glared at Neville. It was clear which students believed the Ministry, and which ones believed Dumbledore and Harry.
Before the entire class could get into a huge argument over it, Buffy nodded. “Yes, Neville. Voldemort is out there, and he's looking for a party, and not a good one at that. But if you'll let me teach you, I can give you all the best chance you've got to avoid getting involved in it.”
The class still seemed mixed, with half of the students stubbornly refusing to acknowledge her words.
Harry stepped forward then, joining his teacher at the front. “It's true. I know you don't all think it is, but I was there, I fought him. I only survived because Buffy taught me how to defend myself.”
“Don't sell yourself up too short, Harry.” Buffy commented as she placed her hand on his shoulder. “You done all the hard work.”
“Is it true you can cast a full patronus, Harry?” Luna asked from her seat in the middle.
Harry was stunned for a moment, so it was Hermione who answered. “Yes he can, I've seen it.”
Harry turned to her, about to argue that he had needed to learn that to stop the dementors from affecting him, but then he realised that the entire room was focused on him. Every student, even the ones that had never believed him, were watching him as if he held the answers to all their problems.
“Yes, I can cast that. And it was Buffy and Professor Lupin that taught me how. If anyone can teach us what we need to know, it's Buffy.”
She nodded in thanks, looking around the room at the students who were now watching between her and Harry with looks of awe. Some of them looked as if they had just been given a wake-up call, and were looking at the world in a completely different light.
“The option is yours. If you want to learn this then you have the chance now. There is a catch though, because this must go unnoticed by Delores Umbridge, as well as anyone who is not a member.”
Hermione stood and held out a piece of paper then, it was the one she had enchanted earlier in the week and it already had her, Buffy, Harry and Ron's names scrawled across the top. “If you want to join you'll need to write your name here. Anyone who tells Delores, or any other member of staff about the meetings, will get a nasty surprise.”
“So, who's up for it?” Buffy asked. Quietly she wondered if any of them would leave now and tell Umbridge before they wrote their names down, but she needn't have worried. Amazingly the entire room stood and made their way into a line, each student trying to write their name on the enchanted paper.
Buffy let out a sigh of relief and stood back. “Great, I'll get word out to you all about the first meeting as soon as I can.” She told them all, looking down (and sometimes up) at their happy, smiling faces.
“We need a name.” Hermione said, “We can't just say 'the meeting' all the time. It's way too obvious.”
“Hm, you're right...” Buffy made a thinking face but Harry beat her to it.
“Dumbledore's Army. Everyone here is loyal to Dumbledore, that was one of the qualities you wanted, right? We should call it the DA.”
Hermione grinned, “That's perfect, Harry.”
The other students all nodded around him and Buffy shrugged. It seemed like the kids had decided that part for her.
Once everyone had signed their names, Hermione took the paper back and wrote 'Dumbledore's Army' at the very top, before handing it to Buffy.
The school bell chimed to signal the start of the day and one by one the group of students said their goodbyes and vanished through the door to head up to their first class of the day. It didn't take long for Buffy to be left on her own again.
Her eyes were drawn down to the name on the page.
The DA, Dumbledore's Army.
If only they knew just how much trouble they would be in if Cornelius Fudge ever heard of it.