Harry Potter and the Lance of Longinus

Harry Potter and the Lance of Longinus

Chapter 3

Harry closed the book in front of him. "This is hopeless. There's nothing about the Lance in here at all."

Ron shook his head. "This one either."

"Ach! Scheisse!!" Asuka shouted from the end of the table and she slammed the book together. "Shukudai wa fukanoo na! McGonagall-sensei wa oban da!!"

"Yikes...someone's on PMS..." Harry said softly.

"I heard that!!" Asuka yelled in their direction.

Ron smiled. "She's really sexy when she's angry. Hey Asuka, do you have a boyfriend?"

"I have a real man waiting for me back in Japan - Professor Kaji!" She sighed. "Unfortunately, last year he wasn't at school the last half of the year cause he took leave of absence."

"No he didn't..." Shinji said from the next table. "He was caught making whoopie with Professor Katsuragi under his desk and was temporarily suspended."

"Says you. Anyway...after Kaji..." She looked at Ron. "I'm not interested in little boys." She flipped her long red hair over her shoulder and walked from the library.

Shinji rolled his eyes. "Nothing happened with her and Kaji-sensei. Except maybe in her fantasies."

Harry and Ron laughed. Shinji cracked a smile.

* * *

"We must have looked in every book in the library," Ron said, walking into the Gryffindor common room with Harry. "Where would we find information on the Lance of Longinus?"

Harry shook his head, about to say something when Kaworu looked up from a book he was reading. "You've been looking in the wrong places."

Harry wanted to tell him to shut up. "And just where should we look? It's a magic object."

Kaworu held up the black book he was holding that bore a golden cross on the front. "You're wrong - it's a holy object. There's a difference." He cleared his throat. "'Then the Jewish authorities asked Pilate to allow them to break the legs of the men who had been crucified and to take the bodies down from the crosses. They requested this because it was Friday, and they did not want the bodies to stay on the crosses on the Sabbath, since the coming Sabbath was especially holy. So the soldiers went and broke the legs of the first man and then of the other man who had been crucified with Jesus. But when they came to Jesus, they saw that he was already dead so they did not break his legs. One of the soldiers, however, plunged his spear into Jesus' side and at once blood and water poured out.'"

Harry stood there in amazement and felt a bit stupid that he didn't think it could be a holy relic. "What...does it mean?"

"The soldier who speared him was named Longinus," Kaworu explained. "The spear was covered in blood - the blood of Christ. It's said that the Lance of Longinus can kill anything evil...or good, it can pierce the very soul. It could kill Lucifer himself. That's why it would be dangerous if the wrong person were to get a hold of it."

"But didn't Jesus die over two thousand years ago?" Ron asked.

"Yes, but the Holy Spear is still around."

Harry was skeptical. "How do you know so much about it?"

Kaworu got the nervous look in his eyes again. "I...I've read a lot." He retreated up to his room quickly.

"He's hiding something..." Harry observed. "And I'm going to find out what it is."

* * *

"Halloween isn't a major holiday in Japan, is it?" Hermione asked.

Kaworu looked up from his plate of Halloween sweets. "To witches and wizards it is, but it isn't celebrated overall. New Year's is our biggest holiday."

Hermione nodded. "That's right...you don't celebrate Christmas either."

"I'm Christian, so personally I do, but most people in Japan don't celebrate it in the religious sense. It's another party to them." Kaworu explained.

"I see...here we have a Yule Ball. A huge dance and party...maybe we could...you know...go together."

"That would be nice."

Harry glared at Kaworu. Why had Hermione asked him? Last year she went with Viktor and this year Kaworu...what was it with her and foreign guys? Of course...this year maybe he would have a chance at Cho. He glanced over at her, smiling.

"Did you have dances and parties at your school?" Ron asked.

"Yes, not too often though."

Neville spoke up. "For things like New Year's?"

"Oh no...we were with our families on New Year's visiting temples. Or in my case...sitting at home reading while my father and step-mother drink themselves stupid." Kaworu said, sounding slightly bitter.

Ron swallowed what he was eating. "So...what about your real mother?"

"She's in Heaven." Kaworu told him.

"Oh..." Ron took another bite.

"What are your parents like?" Harry asked.

"Um..." Kaworu lowered his fork. "They drink...a lot."

Harry bit his lower lip...it was obvious that Kaworu didn't want to elaborate and Harry wasn't going to push the subject.

Ron on the other hand, didn't appear to notice this. "You had bruises when you first came here...did they..."

"I fell!" Kaworu cut him off sharply.

Ron got it now and shut up. Hermione looked a little shaken by the whole incident. Harry was probably the most surprised. He'd pictured Kaworu's home life being picture perfect. Instead it appeared that he lived in a small flat with two parents who did little more than get drunk and hit him. He felt sorry for the boy, but not sorry enough to give up his fight for Hermione.

"Where do you suppose it could be?" Ron asked.

"Not with Volde..."

"Harry!! Please!!"

"With You-Know-Who. Otherwise, he would have used it." Harry rounded the corner to see several students gathered around a message on the wall written in blood.

Tabris - Surrender the Lance

Ron tugged on Harry's sleeve. "Who's Tabris?"

Harry shook his head. "I don't know...I've never heard that name before." He looked around at everyone who seemed to be wondering the same thing. Except Kaworu whom he saw back slowly up to the wall and round the corner leaving the room. His eyes narrowed. Now I know he's up to something.

* * *

"Um...do you remember our conversation at Halloween?" Hermione asked.

Harry hid his face behind a book watching Hermione and Kaworu studying in the library.

"What about?" The pale boy asked looking nervous.

Hermione blushed a little. "The Yule Ball...would you still like to go with me?"

Harry dropped his book with a loud BANG against the table. A hissing "Shhhhh" from the other students around him greeted his ears, but he kept his eyes on the two at the other table.

"Yes, I think it would be fun." Kaworu smiled.

Hermione gave a shy smile.

Ron came back with a large book. "Here's where we found information on Nicolas Flammel. Maybe a wizard named Tabris is mentioned in here."

"We've looked in almost every book in the library and still haven't found anything..." Harry reflected, flipping through the pages in the book he had. "We even checked the school records...nothing."

"You don't think it could be a name You-Know-Who is using? I mean, he did use the name Tom Riddle and they both start with a T," Ron remembered.

"I don't know..." Harry closed the book. "I'm done for today."

They got up leaving the library and almost bumped into a redheaded figure. "Watch where you're going!" Asuka snapped at them.

"Sorry...in return for almost hitting you, why don't I take you to the Yule Ball?" Ron offered.

Asuka laughed. "You? You think you have a chance with me?!" Ron blushed. Asuka stopped laughing. "Okay then...I do one charitable contribution a year and it can be to you...but don't expect anything more than a kiss on the cheek. See you Saturday." She walked into the library.

"Yes!" Ron nearly shouted. "She likes me!"

"She's only going out with you because of pity," Harry pointed out.

"You tell it your way, I'll tell it mine."

"Pardon me." A quiet voice said.

They turned to see Rei standing there. "Oh...sure, go on in." Harry said, moving aside.

"Thank you."

"Wait, Rei! Would you like to go with me to the Yule Ball?" Harry asked. "Asuka's going with Ron."

"I am already being escorted to the dance by Malfoy-san." She told him simply and continued on into the library.

"Damn it!" Harry swore.

Ron shrugged. "Shinji might be free."

Harry punched him lightly in the shoulder and they headed outside. "What could a nice girl like Rei see in a jerk like Malfoy?"

"We don't know that she's nice...we don't really know much about her."

"She seems nice." Harry looked down to see a pure white feather lying on the ground.

"Is it from your owl?"

"No..." Harry said, examining it. It was almost glistening and about two feet long. "It must have come from a gigantic bird."

"We're learning about feathers in potions...you should ask Professor Snape tomorrow."

Harry nodded. "You know, ever since Professor Ikari started teaching here, I've actually come to almost like Snape."

They laughed.

* * *

"Thus...the quail feather is used in the Intelligence Brew because quails possess intelligence..." Professor Snape explained.

Harry thought about the white feather in his bag. He intended to ask about it after class.

The professor next held up a purple feather on a long stick. "Now this one is used for..." He looked at it carefully and put it down.

"That looks like one of those erotic feather teasers." Ron observed loudly so that the entire class heard him and roared with laughter.

Professor Snape gave him a cold glare. "Fifty points from Gryffindor!" He gathered some papers from his desk. "It baffles me that after several years in this class I'm still teaching a group of pathetic idiots." He passed back the corrected papers. "Mr. Potter...barely passable, Mr. Weasley..." He simply shook his head and plopped Ron's paper on the table. "Mr. Ikari...you took a bludger to the head in last week's Quidditch match, did you, Mr. Nagisa...I do not accept papers in any language other than English." He worked his way down the rows insulting almost every student aside from those in Slytherin."

Kaworu sighed, shaking his head. "Ima boku wa totemo isogashii...mecha-mecha ni shimashita."

"Anata wa boku o oshierimashita...gomen nasai," Shinji said.

Kaworu held up his hand. "Iie...boku no sekinin de aru janai...McGonagall-sensei no kurassu ni nihongo shukudai o teishutsu shimashita..."

"Iie! Nani o shiteru?!"

"McGonagall-sensei wa totemo yasashii yori Snape-sensei...shukudai o hon'yaku to yokujitsu o teishutsu shimashita."

Harry and Ron looked at each other with confused looks on their faces.

"Anata wa kooun ga arimasita. Boku no otoosan no kurasu ni..." Shinji started.

Kaworu smiled. "Demo Ikari-sensei wa nihongo o wakarimasu. Daijoubu."

Hermione took this opportunity to open her mouth. "Snape-sensei to Ikari-sensei wa baka ojisan desu."

The three snickered.

Professor Snape circled their table like a vulture. "If you insist on speaking in a language I cannot understand in order to talk about others behind their backs, I will deduct points from your houses."

"Gomen nasai," they said together.

"Fifty from Gryffindor, twenty-five from Hufflepuff..." the professor said, crossing to his desk.

The Japanese students looked down at their table, staying quiet for the rest of class.

"Professor Snape," Harry approached him after class holding the feather.

"What is it, Potter?"

Harry held out the feather. "I found this feather and since we're currently learning about them...I wondered if you could tell us anything."

Shinji and Ron stayed to wait for Harry, but Kaworu quickly walked out of the room with Hermione following him. Professor Snape took the feather and examined it. "I've never seen one like this before...but I believe it's in my feather book. Professor Ikari has it." He got up and led the students to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. "Professor Ikari."

The professor looked up from talking with Asuka. "Yes." His eyes fell on Shinji. "What has he done now?"

"The students have done nothing wrong...yet. I have need of my feather identification book," Professor Snape told him.

Professor Ikari picked up a thick book from his desk and handed it to the other teacher. Professor Snape flipped through it and looked at one section carefully. "As I thought...quite rare...quite rare indeed."

"What is it?" Harry asked.

Professor Snape held up the feather. "This is from a Seraph."

Ron and Harry exchanged glances. "What kind of bird is that?" Shinji inquired.

"It isn't a bird...this feather is from an angel."

"A real one?" Asuka gaped.

Ron was wide-eyed. "You mean...angels really exist?"

"After seeing pixies, trolls and elves, Mr. Weasley, have you no reason to believe that angels do not exist?" Professor Snape asked.

"We've never seen one..." Harry said, still amazed.

"They usually take the form of a human...their wings hidden from our view. Or they remain invisible," Professor Ikari explained.

Asuka looked in the book. "But angels are good, right. They're not going to hurt us."

"If there are angels around, Miss. Soryu, then they're probably here to help us," Professor Snape told her.

"You mean...to help us find the Lance of Longinus?" Harry asked.

Professor Snape looked at them suspiciously. "How do you know about..."

Harry grabbed the feather. "Never mind, we have to go!" He ran out of the room and down the hall with Ron, Shinji and Asuka. "That was close."

Ron panted. "Maybe we should have asked him about the erotic feather instead."

Harry shuddered. "Who in their right mind would have sex with Professor Snape?!"

"Well..." Shinji looked at Asuka. "Professor Kaji taught potions at our school."

"ZAKENNAYO!!!" Asuka shouted and punched Shinji in the nose.

Shinji grabbed his face as blood shot from his nose. Harry was shocked. "What did she say?"

Shinji's voice was nasal. "You don't wanna know."

Asuka stormed off, mumbling in Japanese. Ron shook his head. "If Snape is getting some then I wonder what kind of woman would be desperate enough to screw Professor Ikari."

Shinji raised an eyebrow. "Come on...can you imagine my father getting laid...ever?!"

"I imagine he did once about fifteen years ago," Harry said.

"No...the swan brought me."

"You mean the stork," Ron corrected.

"Yes, the stork. Or he's not my father...which would be great." Shinji smiled. "I'm going to head off to the hospital wing to make sure my nose isn't broken, sayonara." He walked away down the hall.

* * *

Harry awoke to the sound of the bedroom door being opened. He looked over as Kaworu slipped out the open door and then closed it most of the way, leaving it open a crack. He sat up, eyes narrow. Where is he going at this time of night? Every student knew that this was forbidden. He got up and opened the door, looking down the hallway, he ventured out, looking down the staircase but there was no sign of Kaworu. Harry went back to bed, lying down and swearing again to solve this mystery.

End of Chapter 3