Disclaimer: I do not own any of this expect Bills.
First Year Potions:
The Terrible Potions Master:
The four Marauders, James, Sirius, Remus, and Peter walked with Lily down to the potions room. It was their first year and they knew that a new professor was waiting.
They entered the room to see a short man standing at the board with a paper sign around his neck. It said "Bills". The four looked at each other.
"Suppose that's his name?" James questioned.
"Yes it is." Lily told him. "I met him in the Great Hall yesterday. He seems like a very nice man."
"Whateva, know-it-all." Sirius shouted out a great deal louder than he needed to. He then bounded over to a seat and jumped up on it.
"What's he doing?" Peter asked Remus. Peter was a little embarrassed from time to time hanging out with Sirius.
"I think he's not sitting down." Remus replied and took the table behind Sirius with Peter.
James sat next to Sirius and looked up at his best friend. "The seats are quite nice, really." James noted.
Bills spun around and adjusted his sign. He looked at the Gryffindors and Slytherins (even back then they were together for potions). He had an insane glint in his eye.
"Hey," said James, "He has an insane glint in his eye."
"I can hear you speak!" Bills cried, glaring at James.
"Yay you." Remus commented.
"Shut up." Bills yelled. He took off his sign and put it down. "I will now call the role."
"How exciting." Sirius said as though he really meant it. He was still jumping up and down on his chair.
Bills spun on him. "Sit down! First, Potter."
James raised his hand. "Here, but I don't come first in the alphabet."
"I'll run my class my way, if you don't mind." Bills snapped and then threw the paper away. "I'm sure no one would miss my class anyway."
"Sure." Lucius Malfoy said, looking bored. "By the way, I'm a *Malfoy*. Thought you ought to know."
"I wish you'd stop saying that." Serverus Snape said, sounding very annoyed. "Give it a rest, we know you are."
"I don't care who you are." Bills told them. "Shut up and listen."
"No one tells me to shut up!" Malfoy yelled. "I'm a Malfoy!"
Sirius whispered something under the table and Malfoy's lips sowed over. He made a strange noise and ran out.
"Thank you!" James shouted after him.
"Guys . . ." Peter tried, but decided the damage was done. He would just shut up. Bills slammed something heavy down on the desk and everyone looked at him.
"Now," He said slowly, his voice rising, "We will learn about poisons."
"Poisons?" Snape repeated. "Isn't that kind of advanced and, well, dangerous for us?"
"Wimp." Sirius grinned, giving himself bunny ears.
"What are you doing?" Snape asked, looking at him in a strange way.
"Oh, I made it up." He said. "It goes with wimps, because bunnies always run away from you. Isn't it cool?"
"No." Said Snape. Bills was looking very annoyed. He pulled ajar green liquid out of a cupboard.
"Be quiet now, all of you!" He yelled. James looked around at Remus.
"What's in the jar?"
"Dunno." Remus shrugged. "Maybe the blood of his late wife or something, who he killed for not listening."
"I can hear you speak!" Bills cried, throwing the jar into the air. James dashed to catch it at the same time Snape did. There was a crash and a loud explosion. Peter groaned, his face singed. This, unfortunately, was not the end of the days troubles.
*** Ok, it's not that great so far, but more is to come.
First Year Potions:
The Terrible Potions Master:
The four Marauders, James, Sirius, Remus, and Peter walked with Lily down to the potions room. It was their first year and they knew that a new professor was waiting.
They entered the room to see a short man standing at the board with a paper sign around his neck. It said "Bills". The four looked at each other.
"Suppose that's his name?" James questioned.
"Yes it is." Lily told him. "I met him in the Great Hall yesterday. He seems like a very nice man."
"Whateva, know-it-all." Sirius shouted out a great deal louder than he needed to. He then bounded over to a seat and jumped up on it.
"What's he doing?" Peter asked Remus. Peter was a little embarrassed from time to time hanging out with Sirius.
"I think he's not sitting down." Remus replied and took the table behind Sirius with Peter.
James sat next to Sirius and looked up at his best friend. "The seats are quite nice, really." James noted.
Bills spun around and adjusted his sign. He looked at the Gryffindors and Slytherins (even back then they were together for potions). He had an insane glint in his eye.
"Hey," said James, "He has an insane glint in his eye."
"I can hear you speak!" Bills cried, glaring at James.
"Yay you." Remus commented.
"Shut up." Bills yelled. He took off his sign and put it down. "I will now call the role."
"How exciting." Sirius said as though he really meant it. He was still jumping up and down on his chair.
Bills spun on him. "Sit down! First, Potter."
James raised his hand. "Here, but I don't come first in the alphabet."
"I'll run my class my way, if you don't mind." Bills snapped and then threw the paper away. "I'm sure no one would miss my class anyway."
"Sure." Lucius Malfoy said, looking bored. "By the way, I'm a *Malfoy*. Thought you ought to know."
"I wish you'd stop saying that." Serverus Snape said, sounding very annoyed. "Give it a rest, we know you are."
"I don't care who you are." Bills told them. "Shut up and listen."
"No one tells me to shut up!" Malfoy yelled. "I'm a Malfoy!"
Sirius whispered something under the table and Malfoy's lips sowed over. He made a strange noise and ran out.
"Thank you!" James shouted after him.
"Guys . . ." Peter tried, but decided the damage was done. He would just shut up. Bills slammed something heavy down on the desk and everyone looked at him.
"Now," He said slowly, his voice rising, "We will learn about poisons."
"Poisons?" Snape repeated. "Isn't that kind of advanced and, well, dangerous for us?"
"Wimp." Sirius grinned, giving himself bunny ears.
"What are you doing?" Snape asked, looking at him in a strange way.
"Oh, I made it up." He said. "It goes with wimps, because bunnies always run away from you. Isn't it cool?"
"No." Said Snape. Bills was looking very annoyed. He pulled ajar green liquid out of a cupboard.
"Be quiet now, all of you!" He yelled. James looked around at Remus.
"What's in the jar?"
"Dunno." Remus shrugged. "Maybe the blood of his late wife or something, who he killed for not listening."
"I can hear you speak!" Bills cried, throwing the jar into the air. James dashed to catch it at the same time Snape did. There was a crash and a loud explosion. Peter groaned, his face singed. This, unfortunately, was not the end of the days troubles.
*** Ok, it's not that great so far, but more is to come.