Ignoring this, the redhead stood firm and waited for the monster to emerge. Seconds later it did, as a spider about half the size of a shoe. Ron Weasley immediately did the first thing he could thing of in such a situation, mainly let out a rather girlish scream and fall back onto his butt, eliciting laughter from the class which, ironically enough, caused the Boggart to flee.
"Not… quite what we were looking for, but I guess that works." Lupin muttered, before motioning the next student forward. Most of the others were relatively normal, until Hermione Granger stepped forward.
"You fail Miss Granger, you are such a failure to yourself and everyone else. We were wrong about you. You don't fit in here, no one wants you, not even him !" the bookworm fought the tears that were forming already, her Wand frozen as it pointed towards the advancing image of her Head of House.
Suddenly the Boggart's eyes widened in horror, before quickly changing shape and fleeing back into the closet. A stunned silence followed, with the professor giving a discreet glance back towards a certain emerald-eyed boy. That single moment confirmed everything it needed to, as he noticed a dark power in his godson's eyes, obviously an indicator that he had forced the creature to flee.
"Right then… next?"
Neville's, to no one's surprise, was his parents comatose once more, which he promptly countered, causing the 'injured' individuals to wake up in a rather comical way and stretch, before asking him what he wanted for breakfast.
Finally, it came time for the Slytherins. Most, shockingly enough to the Gryffindors, were normal everyday fears. Various monsters would appear, or a few who had more vague fears such as 'heights'. Draco Malfoy's had even been the corpses of his friends and parents, revealing a deep-rooted fear of being utterly alone in the world.
Finally, there was only one individual left. "Alright class that is it for today, remember that you all have an essay due at the end of the week on dealing with dark creatures and…"
"Wait a sec, what about Potter!?"
"Ten points from Gryffindor for interrupting Mr. Weasley, and Harry will not be participating today."
The redhead flushed, before growling angrily at the perceived 'unfair treatment' the boy was receiving. "That isn't fair, we all had to do it why doesn't he?" Several other members of the 'House of the brave' nodded in agreement, earning scowls from the Slytherins.
"Because I rather enjoy my job Mr. Weasley, and I can't imagine keeping it come next year if 'He-who-must-not-be-named' were to show up in the middle of my class and traumatize a group of teenagers."
Most paled at the answer, before quickly nodding. Despite all the rumors going around none doubted that Harry had indeed defeated the Dark Lord, meaning there was a good chance that his fear would be the man himself.
"Now then like I was saying… uh Harry?"
The boy-who-lived had, apparently, chosen to ignore the previous argument, and had stepped forward towards the cabinet.
"What can I say?" He inquired, a look of excitement appearing on his face, "I am rather interested to find out what I 'fear most'."
The Werewolf gave a reluctant nod, before motioning for the others to step backwards. The remaining Potter continued a few more feet, before halting as the container opened, and the creature took shape. A moment later he found himself face-to-face with… himself?
The other teens began whispering from behind as the original spoke up, "Curiouser and curiouser…"
"We are right…" his doppelganger called out, earning silence from the others. "We were always right…"
"Oh?"
"It is just us, it has always been just us. There is no one else, there will never be anyone else."
Harry merely stared on, while the other students, along with their professor, attempted to figure out what they were missing in the conversation.
"We are alone, and always will be. Everything has been futile… no one will ever understand." Suddenly the original Harry Potter roared out in laughter, the echoes filling the room and sending chills down the spines of the other occupants.
"This is it? This is my 'greatest fear', being correct? What utter nonsense. I do not fear being correct, I am merely disappointed by it. If this is the best you can do then you are dismissed, go back to scaring children with images of spiders and other creatures."
The figment disappeared seconds later, causing the boy to shake his head. "How incredibly disappointing, and here I was hoping for some deep revelation or hidden psychological fear… apparently there truly is nothing I am afraid of."
With that the boy turned and left, not waiting to be dismissed, which happened shortly after regardless.
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