Harry Potter Breaking The Chains

After dinner ended Dumbledore rose from the head table to address the students. "I believe you are all aware of the informational meeting that will be held after dinner. I would ask all those in 4th year and above who are interested in joining Mr. Potter's club please remain in the Great Hall. All those in 3rd year or below or who are not interested in joining, you may head back to your common rooms.

There was a shuffling around the room as the younger students and some of the older ones left the hall. Harry noticed that the majority of students eligible to join had remained. The knot in his stomach tightened at the large group of people in the hall. His Adam's apple bobbed as he audibly gulped. Dumbledore spoke up again. "Well, Harry, they're all yours."

He rose from his seat at the Gryffindor table and walked across the hall to the head table with every eye in the hall trained on him. His friends gave him reassuring smiles as he left the comfort of his familiar table. He strode to the head table and said, "Thank you, Headmaster." He took a moment to school his nerves before turning around to face the student body and casting a murmured "sonorous" on his throat. "Welcome," he announced, his voice ringing through the hall. "You are all here because you have some interest in joining the club that was formerly known as the DA. There are some things you should know before you make the decision to join."

"This is not an ordinary student run club. If my position as Assistant Professor wasn't enough to clue you in, then allow me to do so right now. It will be run as a class, like any other class that you take here at Hogwarts. I will be the professor of the class, which means I will be a figure of authority. If you join my classes, you will follow my orders, or you will be kicked out. This is not just some fun club to goof off and have fun with your friends. This is very serious, and it will be treated as such. We are at war. This class is to prepare you for that. It is inevitable that some of you will find yourselves in situations where your lives will be in danger. These classes will prepare you for those situations and hopefully give you the tools you need to survive the encounter.

"If you have no desire to learn how to fight, this is not the club for you. If you're not going to take this seriously, save yourself the trouble and don't sign up. I can promise you that I will show no favoritism in class. I will show no affinity for any house. You will all be treated equally. Not even my best friends should expect to be treated any differently than the rest of you. While we are in class, I am the professor, not your friend. I have the ability to give and take house points and to hand out detentions. I will not hesitate to use those abilities should the need arise.

"Now, those of you who are still interested in joining will be required to sign a magical contract before you will be allowed to attend my classes." Harry pulled the contract out of his robes and held it up in front of the student body. "The contract has only a few clauses involved, but they should be taken seriously. As I have said, I am not taking this lightly, and neither should you. If you have any reservations about any of the restrictions placed upon you by this contract, then do not sign it.

"Now, the contract states that by signing, you certify that you have absolutely no affiliation with Voldemort," a collective gasp ran through the student body at the mention of his name, but Harry ploughed on as if nothing had happened, "or his Death Eaters and that you will never enter into the service of either. Anyone who is currently in the service of either or who plans to one day enter into the service of either will find themselves unable to sign the contract. I highly suggest that anyone in that camp refrain from even attempting. Anyone who does sign the contract and later decides to join Voldemort or his Death Eaters will be in for a nasty surprise. That's all I will say about that."

"You will also be certifying that you will not speak to anyone about what transpires in my classes to anybody who is not a member. This will include family members. You will be able to tell them that you have joined a club that is led by me, nothing else. If you try to say more, you will find yourself unable to do so. Should anyone manage to break through that hold, there are many other enchantments in place to suitably punish you for each infraction. The more you give away, the more devastating the punishments. I would not suggest testing the limits of this contract."

"Anyone who is still interested in joining, please remain in the hall. All those who have no interest in joining, please leave the hall now." Harry waited while a few groups of people left. There were many Slytherins who had waited around to see what would be said in the meeting who left grumbling. There were several Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws who left and a few Gryffindors as well. Harry noticed that Malfoy was still present and smirked, amused.

"Very well, I ask that you all come up and sign the contract." Harry waited as nobody moved. They all stared at him as if he was off his rocker. "Nothing more will be said tonight to anyone who has not signed this contract." He waved it in front of himself again. He placed it behind him at the Head Table and turned back toward the students expectantly.

Ginny shrugged at Ron and Hermione and stood from her seat. She strode forward confidently and smiled at Harry as she approached. She picked up the quill and signed her name on the piece of parchment. It glowed a soft blue for a moment then settled back down. "Nice speech, Harry," she muttered as she returned to her seat. Ron and Hermione went up and repeated her actions, followed by several other Gryffindors. The parchment glowed blue for every person.

Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs began standing and walking over to sign as well. Harry noticed rather proudly that the members of the DA were the ones that were taking the initiative and signing the contract first. They apparently trusted Harry. Harry greeted each person as they came up to sign. Cho Chang was among the Ravenclaws, and she gave Harry a smile as she lifted the quill to sign. Harry noticed that her friend, Marietta, was not in attendance. Soon enough, the rest of the Gryffindor table came up to sign. The Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs again followed suit. After they had all seated themselves, Harry looked pointedly at the Slytherin table. They were all staring at him intently, many unsure at what they should do.

"If you have no intention of signing this contract, I must ask that you leave the hall now," Harry informed them. Malfoy rose from the table glaring maliciously at him. The blonde haired Slytherin strutted across the hall and stood before Harry. Harry, for his part, merely looked unconcerned as Malfoy paused in front of him. He eventually walked over to the parchment and grabbed the quill into his hand. He pulled the quill into his body for a moment, hiding it from view, then signed his name. There was a moment of silence where nothing happened before the parchment glowed a violent red and Malfoy was thrown back ten feet in a blast of light.

Malfoy stood shakily and screeched, "What the bloody hell do you think you're doing, Potter?"

"Did I forget to mention that the parchment is charmed to be impervious to charmed quills? Despite your rather lame attempt to switch quills without anybody noticing, your scheme was poorly thought out and executed. Did you really think I would be so stupid as to not prepare for something like this? Now why don't you head back to your dungeon and let the rest of us get on with our meeting?" He said all this with a straight face.

Malfoy huffed and spun on his heel. The Great Hall immediately burst into laughter. "What are you laughing at?" the conceited Slytherin demanded. "What's so funny?"

The hall only laughed harder as Draco screamed at them and stamped his feet on the ground in what he thought would be an authoritative manner but really came out as looking more like a temper tantrum thrown by a 5 year old. Malfoy huffed and walked as quickly out of the hall as he could manage without breaking out into a run.

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