A/N: Chapter 11 is here on time! Longest chapter to date with a little over 7k words!

Warning: A lemon-ish scene is in this chapter so you have been warned!

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The Guardian

7 October 1995

"Guys, what's going on here?" Harry asked with suspicion laced in his voice as he looked at the roughly 30 students.

Hermione took a deep breath, "Harry, please sit down and hear us out." She pointed at two chairs that were facing the group.

Harry had an uneasy feeling about the situation but sat down anyway, unstrapping the sword and had it leaning up against him in between his legs, while Fleur sat down on the chair next to him. For a minute, nobody said a word, which made the already tense situation, even more, tense before Hermione sliced through the silence.

"Ok, so we all know that we are not going to be taught the proper way to defending ourselves, well at least from the Ministry."

"There isn't anything that we need to defend ourselves from! That is what the Ministry told us!" Someone shouted from the crowd with several other people nodding in agreement.

Ron glared from his seat, "If you truly believe that then you are a bloody idiot." That made everyone look up at him in surprise.

"Hermione!" Harry hissed quietly, "What the hell is going on here?!"

Hermione pinched her nose in frustration, "Well, that wasn't going anywhere." She then stood up and stared hard at the group, "Voldemort is back! Whatever the Ministry is saying that he is not back are lies and they are trying to trick you in a false sense of peace. Since Umbridge refuses to teach us, I propose that Harry be the one to properly teach us in defense."

"What?!" Harry shouted in disbelief.

"Yeah," Neville nodded in agreement, "You have faced him more times than anyone in this room and have lived to tell the tales. You are a perfect fit."

Harry shook his head, "I did not choose to fight him and all of those times I escaped were bases on pure luck."

"Actually, I disagree with what you just said as I do not think that all of those times were just pure luck." A voice cut through the group.

Harry looked in the direction of the voice to see Daphne Greengrass standing with a very small smile on her lips and her arms crossed over her chest. Looking slightly to her left, he also saw Tracey Davis standing there, arms crossed and a small smile on her face as well.

Hermione smiled, "I am glad that both of you could join us."

Daphne nodded, "We almost didn't come due to the fact that a lot of other house members would be here, but I want to see if this a good idea or if it would blow up in your face."

Ron chuckled, "Very Slytherin of you. But this will work."

"Hold on a second!" Harry interrupted, "I have not agreed to this. Why am I the one to teach any of you as I am still being taught myself by Fleur."

"That's one of the reasons why we choose you. You are getting training from her and you then could turn around and teach us," Neville explained.

Fleur, who had not said a word during all of this, was thinking about the proposed idea. Right now, Harry is the best option to teach them as he has the most experience with dealing with Voldemort. He also has an amazing amount of power and is very dangerous when angered, so learning to teach could help all of them. However, Fleur had some concerns about this plan.

" 'Ermione?" Fleur called, "Are you sure zat zis plan will work? Because if it doesn't, it could get us into a lot of trouble, especially wiz Umbridge."

Hermione looked at Fleur straight in her eyes, "Yes, I am sure that this idea will work, and I have already thought about Umbridge and the consequences." Her tone showed conviction and determination.

Fleur nodded before turning to Harry, " 'Arry, I believe zat you s'ould at least zink about ze idea."

Harry pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration, "Why? I am not a teacher and never will be! I wouldn't even know where to begin to teach them."

Fleur opened her mouth to say something, but a voice cut her off, "That is my main concern! How do we even know if he could teach us properly!"

Fleur turned and glared at the person who had interrupted her, who happened to be Seamus, "I see zat your arm 'as 'ealed up nicely."

Seamus gritted his teeth at her, "I will not be taught by someone who can't be trusted!"

Hermione motioned to the door, "Go ahead, walk away. But, just remember that you are turning your back on the chance to stand up for what is right. Also, what do you mean by someone who can't be trusted?"

Seamus scoffed, "Harry is always in the middle of some rumor every year, but yet we never learn what really happened. To me, that means he has something to hid and that won't fly with me."

"What rumors, Seamus?" Harry asked, interested in what the Irishman had to say.

"The first year, Professor Quirrell just disappeared and somehow you were involved," Seamus said with a frown.

Harry rubbed his forehead, remembering his fight with the professor, "I killed him…" There was a collective gasp from the group which caused him to glare at them, "He was hosting Voldemort…" Another collective gasp, that caused Harry to lose his cool, "Oh, will you all shut up, it's just a name! A made-up one at that. Anyway, He was going to revive him with the Sorcerous Stone, and I had to stop him. However, the way I killed him was because he couldn't touch me, due to my mother's protection."

Daphne was the first to speak, "Wow, how were you not nervous?"

Harry snorted, "Of course I was nervous and scared. Any time I have faced him, I become nervous and scared to certain degrees."

"What did you mean by a made-up name?" Tracey asked, speaking for the first time.

"His name is made up, I learned that in my second year. He is a half-blood like me, his father was a muggle and his mother was a witch and he wanted to distance himself from that fact, so he made up the name Voldemort, well, actually he made an anagram out of his full name." Harry explained with a nod of his head.

Luna decided to speak, "You can produce a Patronus Charm correct?"

"Yes," Harry nodded, "Since third year when the Dementors were here."

"Yeah, Draco made sure that none of us forgot that you fainted on the train coming to Hogwarts," Tracey said, thinking back to their third year.

Harry scowled, "That prick got some karma when Buckbeak attacked him."

Tracey snickered, "Oh yeah, that was pretty funny."

"Getting back on track, what about last year? You became a champion, even though you claimed that you hadn't entered," Seamus was getting frustrated that Harry was countering his accusations with facts and nothing showed that he was lying.

Harry sighed, but continued, "My name was submitted by Barty Crouch Jr who was Polyjuiced as Moody. During the last task, the cup was a portkey that took me and…" Harry hesitated for a moment, "Cedric to a graveyard where Voldemort was waiting for us. Pettigrew killed Cedric and revived Voldemort."

The room fell silent after Harry's explanation as they all took in the information. Fleur placed her hand over his, showing that she was there for him while he thought back to that hellish night last year.

Dean, who was sitting next to Seamus, stood up, "I have to ask, why are they here though? Slytherins are always up to no good and have looked down on people who are not pureblood. How do we know that they won't go tell Snape or Umbridge?" He said while motioning towards Daphne and Tracy.

Harry rapped the end of his sheathed sword on the floor, turning his head to Hermione, "I would like to know that as well because Slytherins haven't had the best reputation in my eyes and if I remember correctly…" Harry then looked at the two girls, "You both wore the badges last year and mocked me during the Tournament."

Tracey flinched a little as Daphne lost her smile and frowned, "Yes, we did wear those badges and yes, we did mock you, however, Tracey nor I want anything to do with Draco and we met Hermione in the library one day last year. We talked and found out that a lot of the preconceptions about the other houses were wrong and we later talked to Neville and Ron. Tracey and I are here because we want to learn how to defend ourselves and you are the best option in my eyes."

Harry stared at them for a minute before nodding ever-so-slightly, "Ok, but if I see that you are lying or deceiving us in any way…" He unsheathed the sword slightly and hissed, $Come out Serpico$

Serpico slithered out from her hiding place under his coat and made her way down his right arm, stopping on top of his hand. Both Daphne and Tracey's eyes widen at the sight of a Black Mamba hissing at them while everyone who wasn't in Gryffindor gapped at the snake and they flinched when Serpico turning her head towards them.

Hermione then turned her attention to Harry, "So, will you teach us?" Her tone showed that she was hopeful that he would agree.

Harry closed his eyes and thought about everything that had been presented. He knew that, in some way, something like this was necessary due to the incompetence of the Ministry. On the other side though, he knew that he lacked in the teaching department, but would that stop him from helping these people defend their future? Harry opened his eyes and landed on Fleur, who nodded at him with an encouraging smile.

Harry took a deep breath before addressing the group, "Alright, I will teach you, however, I will have Fleur as my second-in-command in a sense in order to help me teach you all properly." That caused a few people to scowl at the thought of being thought by someone like her, but Harry did not care about what they thought.

Harry then looked over at his three friends, who were wearing relieving smiles, "Happy now, Hermione?" He asked sarcastically.

Hermione rolled her eyes but nodded nonetheless, "Yes, Harry."

"What will we be learning?" Luna asked with a questioning look.

Hermione turned to her, "Defensive spells, Hexes, Curses, and anything else that could help us in order for us to defend ourselves and put up a fight."

Daphne looked around the room before looking back at Hermione, "It looks like we are all in an agreement."

"Wait!" Ginny interrupted, "We need a name though."

Luna nodded in agreement, "Yeah, what about Potter's Army since he is the leader?"

"No!" Harry shook his head vehemently, "I do not want this named after me!"

Ron rubbed his head, "What about Dumbledore's Army?" He suggested.

Neville thought about the suggestion for a moment, "That is not a bad suggestion, but what about Defense Allegiance? Since Dumbledore isn't really involved in this and having Army in the title would not be a good idea if the Ministry got word of this."

Ginny agreed with Neville's idea, "Yeah, and we could call it D.A. for short so that people who do not know about it would not understand what we might be talking about."

Harry, who liked the name, nodded, "Defense Allegiance it is, and D.A. for short."

Hermione, who was writing the name on a piece of parchment, liked the name as well, "Alright," She then turned towards the mass of students, "If you are serious about joining, please sign your name on the piece of parchment."

One by one, students lined up and signed the parchment. Once everyone had signed the paper, Harry took the parchment and looked at it. He counted 25 people's signatures and after being satisfied with the list, he nodded, but a thought came to mind.

"Hold on, where are we going to train? We can't use an unused classroom as that would be too obvious and we will be found out quickly," Harry questioned with a raised eyebrow.

Hermione smiled at him, "I have that figured out as well." She then turned to the group, "Meet us at the left corridor on the seventh floor tonight right after dinner. Make sure that you are not followed."

Harry's jaw dropped at the very sutled reference of The Room of Requirement and he watched as the crowd dispersed as they saw that the meeting had come to an end. After everyone had left except for himself, Fleur, Ron, Neville, and Hermione; Harry turned his head towards Hermione.

"You were referring to The Room," Harry said as he narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Yep, is there a problem with that, Harry?" Hermione asked as she crossed her arms with a grin.

Harry sighed, "I wish you had run that by me earlier as that place is connected to Fleur and I's living courters and do not want anyone who I do not want having access to that room."

Hermione shrugged, "You can make sure that the room does not materialize the door that connects your living courters, it should be pretty simple."

Harry shook his head, "Anyway, are we done here, Fleur and I have to return these glasses to Rose?"

Hermione nodded, "Yes, we are done here." She then hugged him before pulling away with a huge smile, "Thank you for agreeing to do this, I know that you do not want to, but this will help in the fight against Voldemort."

Harry half-smiled, "I still do not want to do this for the most part, but if it will help fight against Voldemort, then I am in." He then re-strapped his sword and grabbed Fleur's hand before walking out of the room.

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Harry and Fleur were making their way over to Three Broomsticks to return the mugs. Before leaving Hog's Head, Harry had asked his friends what they were going to be doing for the rest of the day until dinner. Hermione mentioned that they were going to head back to the castle and to the library to finish up some last-minute stuff for the D.A. meeting. Stepping into the pub for a second time, they saw a lot fewer people there than last time. Harry spotted Rosmerta at the bar cleaning some mugs and plates.

Harry, along with Fleur, walked over to the bar and placed their mugs on the counter, "We have brought back the mugs, Ros." Harry said with a grin.

Rosemerta looked up with a mock-glare, "It's Rosmerta to you, Mr. Potter. I swear you are being as mischievous as your father."

Fleur grinned slyly, "You 'ave been a naug'ty boy, you need to be punis'ed." She bent over, showing a good amount of her cleavage.

That caused Harry's face to become radioactive red and he tried to open his mouth to say something, but his brain refused to work. Rosmerta's jaw dropped before bending at the hip, laughing hysterically. Harry's brain finally kicked in and glared at the barmaid, however, the effect wasn't that effective as he wanted it to be.

"Oh… My… God!" Ros said in between laughs, "I haven't seen that look on your face since you decided to bury your face in my cleavage last year." Tears were forming in her eyes from laughing so hard.

"That was an accident!" Harry protested, embarrassed that she brought that up.

Fleur looked at him with a seductive smirk, "So, you do 'ave a breast fetis'. Zat makes sense because you are usually grabbing my breasts or 'ave your face buried in zem." That statement sent Rosmerta into another fit of laughter while Harry buried his head in his hands.

"Nice one!" Ros said as she gave Fleur a high-five.

Fleur then stepped behind Harry, wrapping her arms around his shoulders, "O', we are just teasing you, 'Arry." She kissed the top of his head which caused him to lean back into her embrace.

Rosmerta gazed at the couple with a sweet smile, "I am happy that you have found someone like Fleur. Your parents would be proud of you, especially your father. God knows that he would be jumping for joy that his son is dating a Veela."

Harry, still blushing, smiled, "Thank you Rosmerta."

The Barmaid shook her head with a smile on her lips, "Alright, off with you, just don't do anything too naughty." She chuckled at the look Harry gave her, which was a mix of blush, glare, and a smile.

After saying their goodbyes to Rosmerta, Fleur led Harry through the village, back to the carriages that took them to and from Hogwarts. Harry gave Fleur a questioning look, but she would only give him a sly smile in response. Once they arrived at the castle, Fleur and Harry made their way through the halls and staircases until they came up to the Gryffindor common room entrance. Harry spoke the password and stepped inside with Fleur, who dragged Harry to the portrait under the fireplace. Fleur said the password and the fireplace swung open. As they walked up the hallway and into their living courters, Harry decided to find out what Fleur was doing.

"Um, Fleur, what are we doing back here?"

"I wanted to get out of ze cold," Fleur answered. She then laid a hand on his shoulder and he felt Serpico slither up her arm, " 'Arry, could you give me your sword?" Harry rose an eyebrow but unstrapped it and handed it to her. She then walked up to the bedroom and a minute later came down without the snake or sword.

Harry was really confused by what she was doing, "Fleur, what did you do with Serpico and the sword?"

Fleur did not answer, instead grabbing his hand and guided him to the couch where she gently pushed him down on. Fleur then swung her legs over his lap, straddling him.

"I wanted for us to 'ave some privacy~" Fleur whispered before taking his earlobe in between her lips and gently nibbling on it.

"Fleur~" Harry moaned out, closing his eyes.

"I just love it w'en I make you moan mon amour~" Fleur blew into his ear, making him shudder in pleasure. This also made Harry's member rise which poked Fleur in the butt.

Fleur then pulled back with an impish smirk, "Is zat your wand or are you 'appy to see me~?"

Harry opened his eyes with a blush, "Um…"

Fleur giggled before grabbing the hem of her shirt, taking it off slowly before taking it off completely, leaving her in a lace black bra. She wrapped her arms around Harry's head, bringing him into her cleavage, "Enjoy my breast~!"

Harry inhaled her scent, which was a mixture of Vanilla and Lavander, before starting to lavish the top of her breasts with little kisses. Harry went down to the right breast and pulled down the cup of the bra and latched onto the nipple. This action caused Fleur to moan louder and start gyrating her hips on his clothed rod.

"Please, suck on my breast, 'Arry~!" Fleur moaned out, pulling Harry further into her chest.

Fleur reveled in the attention that Harry was giving to her breasts as she pulled him off her right breast and guided his lips to the left one. Fleur could feel her lower lips becoming very wet due to the simulation of her chest and her grinding of her hips on his penis. Harry had his hands on her hips since the session started but he decided to move them to her behind and give the bountiful ass a good squeeze.

Fleur moaned, "Yes, squeeze my ass 'arder you naug'ty boy~!"

Harry did just that while he continued to suck on her left breast. The result of the squeezing of her ass was Fleur pushing herself more into him and rolling her hips faster to get more friction. Harry was moaning into her chest as Fleur rolled her clothed vagina against his clothed member. While the friction brought a good amount of pleasure to both of them, Fleur wanted to feel his fingers inside of her.

Gently preying Harry off of her breasts, Fleur rotated her body on his lap so that her back was to his chest. She then grabbed both of his hands and placed his right hand on her right breast while guiding the other under her jeans and underwear to her bare vagina.

Leaning back so that her mouth was next to his right ear, Fleur whispered, "I want you to explore every inc' of my body 'Arry~!" Using her hand to guide his fingers over her vagina lips, "See 'ow wet I am for you~?"

Harry licked his dried lips, "You are very wet." He breathed out, amazed at how soft her lower lips were.

Fleur smirked as she had her hands over his, making sure that he memorized every little detail of her chest and vagina. Fleur's moans were music to Harry's ears as it showed him that he was doing something right and it made him take the initiative and lightly pinch her right breast's nipple.

"O', more~! Pinc' my nipple more~!" Fleur moaned out, causing Harry to roll her nipple in between his thumb and pointer finger.

With the ring and pointer fingers of his left hand, Harry spread open her vagina lips and rubbed his middle finger up and down the length of her vagina. Fleur shivered at the contact that she was receiving and her moans became louder and her breathing became more erratic.

After a few minutes, Fleur suddenly felt the coil in her stomach start to come undone, "I'm cumming~!" She screeched as her orgasm shook her entire body and her cum soaked Harry's fingers and her underwear/jeans.

"Um, Fleur, did you just cum?" Harry squeaked out, afraid that he had hurt her.

Fleur took a few deep breaths, trying to regain air before answering, "Oui, and it was very enjoyable. Your fingers are very skilled~!" She purred out.

Harry shifted under her and Fleur felt his erect member, a naughty idea popped into her mind. Climbing off of his lap, Fleur knelt in between Harry's legs, "Let me service you 'Arry~!"

Fleur unbuttoned and slowly unzipped his jeans before taking his dick out of its confines. He was a good five to six inches and the girth was just right for his size. She grabbed it with her right hand and started to stroke it, making Harry moan.

"You like zat don't you~? Well, zen you will love zis~" Fleur then let some saliva roll off of her tongue and fall onto the tip of his penis. Using her hand to rub the spit all over it, lubing it up.

"F-Fleur!" Harry moaned out, loving the spit-covered handjob that Fleur was giving him.

Fleur smirked at the sight of her boyfriend becoming a moaning mess. She loved being in control and it seemed like Harry loved to be controlled. Fleur licked her lips at the sight of some pre-cum that came out of the tip before lowering her head and licked up the cum. Harry's hips jerked forward ever-so-slightly at the cool touch of her tongue on his penis head. Tasting the semen, Fleur thought it was salty but also had a little of sweetness to it and closed her lips around his rod about halfway down.

Slowing bobbing her head back and forth, Fleur used her right hand to stroke the rest of Harry's staff while her left hand started to fondle her breasts, which were still slightly wet from his lips. Harry ran his right hand through her silvery blonde hair which caused Fleur to suck more vigorously.

About two minutes went by before Harry felt a tug in his navel, signaling that he was close to an orgasm and a moment later, "Fleur, I'm cumming!"

Fleur did not stop and gladly accepted the load of sticky white cum. Several shots went into awaiting mouth before the orgasm subsided and Fleur did not swallow right away. Once she got all of the cum, Fleur pulled away and swallowed all of the semen with a seductive look.

"Zank you for ze load 'Arry~!" Fleur purred as she licked her lips of any residue cum and shot him a sly wink.

Fleur then put his deflated penis back into his pants, making sure that it was zipped and buttoned before fixing herself up by putting her clothes back on. Looking back Harry, Fleur found him taking deep breathes as his orgasm had made him breathless. Sitting next to him on the couch, Fleur loved seeing Harry like this and made a mental note to do something like this again soon.

"Did you enjoy your first orgasm?" Fleur asked in amusement.

Harry's face had a healthy blush, "Yes… I enjoyed it a lot."

Fleur giggled, "I love making you feel good and seeing your face, I can see zat you liked it very muc'." She then grabbed his right hand, pulling him off of the couch and up the stairs to their bedroom, "Come on, let's get some rest before tonig't."

Harry let Fleur lead him up the stairs and when she opened the door, she screamed. Harry got in front of her to find Serpico launching herself at them, fangs out. Thinking quickly, Harry outstretched his right arm with his palm facing down. Serpico saw this and hid her fangs and contorted her body so that she would be able to land on her master's arm. Once her body touched the outstretched arm, she wrapped her body around it and looked up.

$Sserpico, what are you doing attacking Fleur?!$ Harry hissed out angrily.

$Masster, I wasn't going to attack her. I was working on my agility, I would never hurt your mate.$ Serpico answered, not looking at him in the eye.

Harry looked at his familiar, $look at me in the eyess!$ Serpico raised her head to look at her master, $Alright, I believe you. However, you have to apologize to Fleur.$

Harry turned to Fleur, who was still a little scared out of her witts, "Fleur could you come here for a second?"

Fleur, still catching her breath, stepped over to Harry and he placed his arm on her shoulder. Serpico slithered from Harry's arm to her shoulder and started to nuzzle her cheek affectionately. Fleur smiled at the action of the snake and Serpico hissed something at her. Looking at Harry, who was smiling, with a questioning look.

"She said that she was sorry and that she wasn't going to hurt you," Harry answered, "All she was doing was working on her agility and we just came in at the wrong time."

Fleur chuckled, "Aw, it's alrig't Serpico, you just 'ave to be careful next time." She scratched the snake's chin, extracting a pleasurable hiss from the Black Mamba.

Harry shook his head humoredly at the sight of his girlfriend and his familiar before walking over to the bed and flopping onto it. Fleur placed Serpico at her favorite spot at the foot of the bed before cuddling up to Harry. Fleur glanced at her watch to see that it was almost two o'clock, she told him that they had a couple of hours before the dinner feast. After a few minutes, sleep began to take them over before taking them out completely.

|X|

Fleur's eyes fluttered open to the sight of jet black hair resting on her chest while a pair of arms were wrapped around her middle. She smiled lovingly at Harry sleeping soundly while holding her, which she knew he absolutely loved when he was being held, even though he had never said it. Taking a second to blink the sleep out of her eyes, Fleur looked at her watch to that dinner had just started.

" 'Arry, it's time to get up for dinner," Fleur said, shaking him gently. It took a few seconds before she was looking into the emerald eyes of her boyfriend.

"Time to get up?" Harry yawned as he unraveled himself from her.

Fleur chuckled, "Yes, I 'ad just said zat."

Climbing out of bed and straightening themselves out, Fleur and Harry went down to the Great Hall, where they saw their friends just starting to eat. Sitting down, Harry and Fleur filled their plates with some food and started to eat.

Hermione looked up from her plate, "So, what did you two do for the rest of your date?"

Harry stopped mid-bite and he blushed as his mind went back to the very personal time he and Fleur had together. Harry glanced sideways to see Fleur smirking before saying, "Um, nothing really. Just enjoyed each other's company."

Hermione raised an eyebrow at that, "Really, just enjoyed each other's company?"

Fleur's smirk grew, "O' yes, we enjoyed eac' ozzer's company very well today."

Ron spoke up, having mirth in his eyes, "Are you ready for the very first lesson of D.A.?" He whispered.

"I'm nervous in all honesty," Harry swallowed his food, "I am afraid of screwing up."

Neville shook his head, "You will be fine Harry. If you need help, Fleur is your second-in-command and you have us as well." He spoke with determination.

Harry gave them a grateful look, "Thank you, you guys." He then asked, "So, what were you three working on in the library?"

Hermione shot him a big smile, "We were bewitching coins to show the date and time of each D.A. meeting so that we would not have to risk someone overhearing us. They are all linked to a master coin, which is your's as you are the leader."

Hermione handed him the coin and Harry saw that it looked like a galleon with some minor changes. First, it had D.A. stamped at the bottom of the back with the date of the meeting next to it. Next on the front, at the bottom, it had the time of the meeting as well. Other than those changes, it liked like a regular galleon to the untrained eye.

"This is bloody brilliant Hermione!" Harry was amazed at the attention to detail.

Hermione beamed with pride, "Thank you, Harry. There is another surprise but I will tell you about that soon."

The group of friends continued to eat and mess around, taking the subject of D.A. off of their minds for a while. Serpico decided to make an appearance and started to nibble on some of the food that was on Fleur's plate.

Hermione glanced at Harry, "Um, Harry, would I be able to hold your snake?" Her tone indicated that she was nervous.

Harry was surprised at the question and turned to his familiar, $Serpico, my friend Hermione want to hold you, would that be ok?$

Serpico looked from her food to Hermione, studying her. Hermione's nervousness rose at the sight of a Black Mamba staring her down. About 30 seconds go by before Serpico nodded her head, $She sseems worthy so I'll allow it$

Harry nodded then looked at his friend, "Alright, Hermione, lay your hand on the table please?"

Hermione rested her right hand on the table and Serpico slithered on to the appendage, giving it a slight lick with her tongue. Her hand and arm tensed up when the snake started to go up to her arm but the tension slowly went away. Once Serpico climbed up to Hermione's shoulder, she decided to rest there across her shoulders. Harry, Fleur, Ron, and Neville chuckled at the sight.

When dinner was finished, Harry told his friends that he and Fleur would go up to the Room through the fireplace in their room and for them to meet the group on the seventh floor. Hermione nodded and tried to hand Serpico back to Harry, but the snake hissed in discontent so Harry just told her to leave the snake where she was. The friend group split up as Hermione took the two boys up to the seventh floor while Harry and Fleur made their way up to their room. Stepping into the living room, Harry pressed his hand against the mantle of the fireplace, pushing some magic into it before the fireplace swung open to a familiar empty training room.

Hermione, Ron, and Neville arrived on the seventh floor before anyone else. A minute later, small groups of students started to show up until everyone had made it. Hermione saw that some of them were slightly nervous if the wringing of their hands were any indication.

"Did you all make sure that you were not followed?" Hermione asked and she got a collective nod of heads.

Neville clapped his hands, "Alright!" Suddenly, a huge steel door appeared on the wall behind them, shocking the group.

Ron waved the group on, "Let's get inside everyone."

Ron and Neville pushed the doors open to a large, spacious room with Harry standing at the back with Fleur on his right. There were two large red lines that were parallel to each other. Hermione walked up and stood next to Fleur while Ron and Neville stood on Harry's left. The group of students were amazed at the sight and continued to stare at the room, even when the doors closed.

"Alright, please line up on the red lines," Harry asked calmly. A few people who were listening lined up, but most were still looking around the room.

Fleur leaned into his ear, " 'Arry, you are going to need to be more auzzoritive zan zat." She whispered.

Harry sighed before taking a deep breath, "LINE UP, NOW!" He yelled out. That worked as the rest quickly got into line.

"That's better," Harry nodded as he started to walk down the lines, "Most of you are not going to like this, but I'm going to be hard on all of you. This will not be easy and if you value your life even a little, you will take this seriously. For our first meeting, we will be going over the disarming charm."

"Really? We have already mastered that spell!" Zacharias Smith scoffed.

Harry rose an eyebrow at the boy's statement, "Is that so? Well, why don't you come and show me that you have mastered this spell."

Smith stepped out of line and stood about ten feet away from Harry. The blond boy was confident that he could show Harry that they mastered this spell. He smirked as he raised his wand, leveling it at Harry, who raised his wand as well but did not have it pointing at Smith, instead having it pointed upwards.

Expelliarmus!

The spell made contact with Harry's wand but other than the wand wiggling slightly, nothing else happened. Harry motioned for Zach to try again, and he did, this time Harry stepped to the right and the spell whizzed by before fading out. At this point, Zach was becoming irritated and shot off another Expelliarmus. Harry waved his wand in an arc in front of him.

Protego!

Harry's shield roared to life and the disarming spell crashed into it, dispelling it. Immediately Harry waved his wand, dispelling his shield and pointed his wand directly at Zach.

Expelliarmus!

The charm soared through the air and hit Smith's wand, launching it into the air. Harry then caught it with his left hand. The assembled members were wide-eyed at the display of his shield and how easily he was able to disarm Smith, who was now scowling.

Harry looked around, "Who can tell me what Zacharias did wrong?" He asked them.

Tracey raised her hand, "Smith did not expect you to sidestep the spell."

Harry nodded, "Yes, a real-life dual is not standing still, you will be constantly on the move so you have to be prepared for your opponent's next move. Ok, there were several other mistakes so can someone tell me what they were?"

"Zacharias did not predict a shielding charm and a follow-up spell. Also, his first spell was too weak," Luna answered in her usual dreamy tone.

"Correct! When your opponent puts up a shield, one of two thoughts cross your mind: A follow-up curse or if they are too slow, then you need to fire off more spells, not giving them the chance to recover. The first spell did not have enough magic power in it to make it do want the user wanted it to do," Harry explained as he walked up to Zach, "Just because it's a basic spell does not mean it isn't useful or effective in certain circumstances." Harry threw Smith's wand at him, "Back in line Smith."

Stepping back up front, Harry addressed the group, "For today, we will practice this spell and you will do this with the person across from you."

That caused everyone to look at the person in front of them and that did not sit well with some as they will be paired with people they did not like or from a different house, namely Slytherin.

"I know that some of you will not like this decision, but you all need to get over this stupid hatred. Not everyone from each house is arrogant, bigoted, or a know-it-all. From today onward, we are the people who stand up for what is right!" Harry stated firmly, looking at all of them in the eyes, "Anyway, for our first exercise, you and your partner will take turns disarming each other only. While you do this, Fleur and I will be walking to each pair and help out wherever we can. If you do not have a partner, Ron, Hermione, or Neville will be your partner. Are there any questions?"

A few head shake confirmed that they did not have any questions, however, Harry could tell that some were nervous.

"Alright, spread out and start practicing now!"

Some took hesitated steps towards their partner while others quickly paired up and spread out across the room. After a minute, the room was filled with spells going back and forth along with wands being tossed in the air. Harry took a minute to look upon the students training while Fleur was looking at him proudly. Harry then went up to each pair and observed them, making sure that they were doing what they were supposed to be doing. Most of the pairs were doing great and only needed a pointer every now and then. Once Harry felt that they were comfortable with this exercise, he decided to change it up.

"Alright, now you will defend yourself by shielding then immediately disarming your partner. Go!"

The groups changed it up and now practicing their shielding charms, then going into a disarming spell. Like before, most of the pairs only needed a small pointer. Harry got to the group that Zach was in and Harry saw that his shield was failing.

"Zach, you need to push more of your magic into your shield or it will continue to fail," Harry explained as Fleur nodded.

"Sod off Potter! I know that!" Smith spat out.

"Zacharias!" Harry grabbed the blond's wand hand by the wrist, "The attitude is not needed. If you want to survive this war, I would suggest you take my advice and listen!" Harry glared at the boy.

Zacharias wrenched his wrist from Harry's grip, "Whatever!"

Harry shook his head at the attitude of the blond but he and Fleur just moved on to the other pairs. Other than that and a few misfires that caused someone to fall on their back, Harry was proud of them already. He knew that they had a long way to go and he was responsible for their growth so he had to make sure that he could teach them right. Harry walked up to Fleur who had just finished up with a pair that needed some help with their shields.

"What time is it, Fleur?" Harry asked.

"A little past nine, w'y?" Fleur asked with a questioning look.

"We have been here for over two hours so I am going to call it for the night," Harry answered before turning his attention to the group, "Alright, that's enough for tonight." Everyone stopped and was breathing heavily. "I am surprised and proud that most of you only needed minimal instruction for this lesson, that's good. Practice this exercise whenever you can as you will become more comfortable with it. Also, Hermione, you have the coins correct?"

Hermione nodded and, along with Ron and Neville, passed out the coins, "This will be our way of contacting you when the next meeting is. On the bottom of the back is the date while on the front is the time of the meeting. Harry has the master one that will tell you all the time and date of the meetings. Do not lose these as you will not get another one."

"Before we end our first meeting, are there any questions about anything pertaining to D.A.?" Harry asked the crowd.

"Are we just going to learn defense because while that's great and all, we do need to learn offensive spells as well?" A voice came from the crowd.

"We will be learning offensive spells," Harry nodded, "I want to build up your defense first then we will be switching gears to curses, hexes, etc. Alright, goodnight everyone, practice your shielding!" As the crowd started to disperse to the doors, making sure that the coast was clear before heading to their respective common rooms.

Once everyone was gone besides Harry, Fleur, and their friends, Ron spoke up, "What crawled up Smith's arse and died?"

"Language Ronald!" Hermione scolded but she was trying to hid a grin.

"What?" Ron raised his hands in mock defense, "His attitude could use some work."

Neville chuckled, "He probably still doesn't believe Harry and I think he is slightly jealous in that Harry has Fleur."

Harry shook his head, "Whatever, I'm tired so Fleur and I will be heading to bed."

Ron nodded and with Hermione and Neville in toe, walked through the door that led to the married quarter's living room, through the hallway, and into the common room before heading the dormitories. Harry and Fleur walked up the stairs, dressed for bed, and climbed under the covers. Cuddling up to each other, Harry gave Fleur a light kiss on the lips.

"Goodnight Fleur. Thank you for being there today, I wouldn't have been able to do it without you."

"You're welcome 'Arry, I will always be zere for you. Goodnig't Mon Chéri."

A/N: That is a wrap for Chapter 11. I would like to know your thoughts on the Lemon-ish scene in what could I improve with that. Also I would love to your thoughts on the D.A., maybe some ideas that could further expand on the subject. You can leave reviews with your thoughts or PM me. Anyway, please Read and Review. Thank you to you all for sticking with me for this long!

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Posted (2/25/2020)