Harry's POV:

We stand off to the side and watch as Percy comforts Malfoy as he cries. Yeah, that's right. Malfoy. Crying. It's a sight I didn't think I would see. As Percy goes to stand up I see Luna draw a bow and string an arrow before releasing it. I watch wide eyed as it travels swiftly through the air headed straight for Percy's head, but before it can reach its target she turns around and catches it out of thin air. I didn't even know that that was possible! Should we get a teacher? As I look around I see that the teachers are already outside, standing with us and watching.

Luna asks if Percy thought they were going to give up that easily before, looking up, Percy smirks and tells Luna she's getting slow... that was slow?! As the others make a circle around her, Percy grins like a mad man and pulls a sword out of nowhere. At some unseen command, they all surge forward, Luna trading her bow for a short sword, Neville with a longer sword, Malfoy with two daggers, and Snape with a staff spear thing. Percy effortlessly begins to block their attacks, giving them helpful criticism the whole time.

"Neville you're choking up on the sword too high." "Draco an icepick grip would be better for that move." "Luna you're holding your sword too tight." "Snape you're putting too much pressure on the center of your spear, if I were to hit it too hard it would snap in half again." Swiftly disarming them she causes her sword to disappear again before cocking her head to the side and asking if they had been practicing any since she had last saw them.

"Yes, we have been practicing!" Luna nearly screeches, clearly offended.

"It was kind of hard though with the best trainer not there." Neville cuts in before Luna loses it. This is the first time I've ever seen the girl this angry and it's kind of terrifying.

"Yeah Perce, Jason tries but he can't hold a candle to you. The others did their best but you know that they're lost without you. You're the glue that held us all together." Draco continues in a tone I've never heard from the white-haired boy. Sadness? Remorse? Despondency? I'm not sure but whatever it is, I'm not the only one shocked, because as I look around the others have a look of confused awe on their faces.

"Plus, Clarisse is terrifying." This comes from Snape shocking us all. How bad must this Clarisse person be to scare Severus Snape, the coldhearted potions teacher.

"Awe, Rissy isn't that bad if you get to know her."

"Last time you saw her she tied you to a javelin and tried roast you over the campfire because you knocker her into the lake..."

"Yeah but I escaped before I was too well done and we both know that neither Leo nor I will get too burnt."

"You people are crazy!" someone yells from the crowd. Turning I see that it is Padma Patil who has a horrified look on her face.

"What no one got hurt and Clarisse was quite proud of herself." Snape responds with a slight grin.

"Plus, it was hilarious" Percy cuts in between chuckles.

"We thought for a while we would be having barbequed Percy for dinner but instead we had to settle for pizza." Luna quipped, now back in her quiet, calming voice. Unable to hold it in any longer the small group burst out into hysterical laughter, clutching their stomachs and falling to the ground or their knees.

Taking control of the situation, Headmistress McGonagall directs everyone back inside for bed, having to practically drag the still laughing group behind the rest of the students.

Making my way up to the Gryffindor common room, I think back onto the confrontation the odd group had. How did they know each other? Where did they learn to fight like that? Why is getting burnt alive a joke? Why do they all defer to Percy as their leader? Oh, dear lord I'm beginning to sound like Hermione. At that I enter my room and promptly fall into bed, asleep before my head hits the pillow.

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Percy's POV:

As I make my way down to the dining hall in the morning I can't help but to wonder about two things. One, what everyone made of our little episode yesterday, and two, how my first day of teaching will go. I have a double block with each grade, all four houses in each class together. This will either go swimmingly or be a complete and total disaster. Slipping into the dining hall I take my seat at the teachers table and burn a portion of my food to Hecate, thanking her for letting me reunite with at least a few of my friends

As the students begin to walk in, the whispers begin along with the not so subtle glances towards the teachers table. Or more specifically, me. Grinning, I listen in on their comments as I slowly eat what's left of my food. All of a sudden, the whole room goes quiet and I loom up to see McGonagall standing up in front of her seat at the table. Clearing her throat, she begins to speak.

"Students, I have gotten quite a few concerned comments and questions since the events that have taken place since the sorting ceremony and I believe that I have a solution that will put these concerns to rest. As you know there are four distinguished housed that can be found within our great academy. For the brave, we have Gryffindor, those who will not rest until justice has been served. For the cunning, we have Slytherin, those who will go to any length to ensure that the rules they follow will remain unbroken. For the wise we have Ravenclaw, those who will do whatever is necessary to persevere. And finally, for the loyal we have Hufflepuff, those who would give their lives if it means helping those with whom their loyalty lies.

I believe that telling you all the house Professor Jackson has been sorted into will help give you all peace, and being loyal to the school she trusts you all with this knowledge. According to the Sorting Hat, Professor Jackson is a member of..." At the moment you could hear a pin drop, the wind rustling the leaves on the trees of the forbidden forest, the heartbeat of hundreds of anxious wizards. "Hufflepuff. The house of the loyal. Being that Professor Jackson is loyal to her students and ensuring their wellbeing I hope that you all will come to trust her like I do."

Smiling I thank Minerva after she sits down. Deciding that I have eaten enough I get up to leave and prepare for my first class. Before heading down to my classroom, I stop and ask Sev to meet me in my classroom after the last class, which happens to be the one with the others in it. Hopefully I can have a short meeting/reunion with them before dinner. Continuing to my classroom, I sigh hoping to Chaos everything will go well.

(AN: 1186 words)

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