Harry Potter:The Defensive Space Ship..

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"Oh my god!" Justin Finch-Fletchley said. "It is so cliché," he continued, darting ahead and all but jumping excitedly.

Colin was taking so many pictures so fast it was almost like he was using a strobe light.

Others were not so restrained in their effusive enthusiasm.

"Hey, hey, Jordan, is there a bridge?" someone asked.

"Oh yeah," Lee grinned like a grandmother showing off pictures of her grandchildren. "Right this way, ladies and gentlemen," he said pompously.

Lee, Fred, and George had obviously been to the spaceship many times. Lee had not just a map, he a book full of the runes copied from the walls. With their translations in many instances.

Harry had to wonder how many nights they had dedicated to the ship, and how many classes they had slept through or skived off to do that.

Their walk through the corridors was like a really weird school tour, as Jordan explained things they'd so far seen and discovered. He shared the theories they, or rather he, had come up with for the various rooms they passed.

"This thing is massive," Lee said in his Quidditch announcer voice, obviously delighted to play the tour guide. "It's at least as long as a couple of football fields — quidditch pitches — and as wide as one is long on this floor, alone!" He glanced over at Harry. "And that engine room we found?"

Several muggles perked up at that, including Hermione.

"It isn't an engine room."

They looked disappointed.

He halted a moment. "I think it's a power transfer room, or maybe a spare power room. I think the engines start about ten floors below us."

The students goggled at him.

"Ten floors?" said someone incredulously.

"Yep. And the Bridge is about five floors up."

Some at the back groaned.

"But we did find an elevator!"

Some else gave a relieved, "Thank Merlin!"

"And we found several rooms we believe to be alien laboratories," he said enthusiastically.

"Alien laboratories?" Hermione said with amused scepticism.

"Well. It's obviously not a human-made ship, so . . . alien spaceship, alien laboratories," Lee said, reasonably. Someone struggled to contain a squeal of delight.

The ship's bridge was . . . well . . . bridge-like. Nearly as soon as they walked in, they were rendered speechless. No one noticed the pedestal tables they had seen elsewhere, with chairs and angled screens mounted low in front of many of them. Instead, the curved windows that took up three of the four walls dominated their attention. Floor to ceiling, completely clear, and no visible seams. The view was the best in the entire ship.

They scattered in stunned silence and looked into a view none had ever seen, or even dreamed possible. It was almost like standing among the stars themselves, when Harry stood right in front of the windows.

"Oh. My. God!" was the delayed reaction from the muggle-born and knowledgeable half-bloods. The others whispered a simple, "Merlin!"

Although he had seen a spectacular view in the lower room that first time, this still stole Harry's undivided attention. Finally, though, he began to look around the bridge, itself.

The pedestals were close together, set back from the walls, but not so close anyone walking by them would inconvenience the operators. Behind them, centred on the wall they had exited, was an elevated throne. It wasn't a chair like Harry had expected, but an actual gold throne. It made Dumbledore's chair in the Great Hall look positively pedestrian. The throne's side of the room, easily half, was mostly just empty floor space. Quite enough to accommodate the entire D.A. group, and then some, without crowding or difficulty. The only breaks in the wall were the door to the huge elevator they had just used, and the two discrete doors at the very ends.

The bridge was the most impressive thing he had ever seen from the Room of Requirement.

"Unbelievable!" Anthony Goldstein murmured. Just like Dean, he had been zapped by the window for leaning in too close.

"It's really not very realistic, though," Hermione commented disparagingly, and wrinkled her nose. "A real spaceship would never be like this," she continued, her tone unchanged. She tisked. "I won't even mention the gravity on a stationary ship."

"Yes, Hermione, don't mention it," Lee said sarcastically. "It's a spaceship. Enjoy the spaceship."

"That's in space." Fred agreed.

"For it is a spaceship," George nodded wisely.

"In the Room of Requirement." Fred finished sagely, nodding.

"Prats," Lee said quietly.

After everyone had had a chance to recover a bit from the stupendous view out the windows, Harry held D.A. session right there, in front of the throne. Lee was steadfast about them not damaging or playing with anything on the bridge. Who knew what the Room had decided the strange instruments would do?

That wasn't a problem. Harry had decided to show them a simple paint-ball spell — which splattered the victim with paint — as they practiced dodging and trying to hit each other in a round-robin tag game. There were no damages, just miscellaneous stains. Harry doubted the bridge had ever looked so colourful. A simple scourgify returned it to pristine condition.

Wizards and witches were not used to physical activity in a duel. Most just stood still, shot spells, and shielded from spells until a victor emerged.

It took time to break them of that habit. And pointing out that the less they shielded, the more likely it was that they would simply outlast their opponent. Not to mention that some spells couldn't be shielded against.

The D.A. usually dispersed quickly after Harry called a session over — no one wanted to be caught by Filch if they stayed too long and went past curfew by accident. This session had run a bit longer.

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