Alright, so here is chapter two. Finally getting into some completely new stuff now. Also, chapter three is finished. So it will be posted as soon as I get some reviews!
Chapter Two: Meet the Slytherins
The next morning at breakfast, the students received their schedules, much to the dread of some. The largest protests came from the Gryffindor and Slytherin tables, though for quite different reasons.
"Double potions with the Slytherins again!" Ron groaned.
Hermione sighed. "I swear, one of these years somebody's going to get killed."
"I can only hope I'm around to see it if it's Malfoy." Ron commented, resulting in Hermione smacking him in the back of the head.
Harry rolled his eyes and looked at his own schedule. "We have muggle studies this afternoon." he noted.
Hermione looked up from her own schedule. "Yes, I'm quite looking forward with that."
"Seems we're not the only ones to have that class today." Ron replied with a grin, having discovered why the Slytherin table was in a state of mass chaos. "Slytherins have Professor Drason right after breakfast."
"What a way to start the term." Harry replied, a large smile on his face.
Hermione did not share in their happiness. "Yes, but think of poor Professor Drason. Her first class will be spent with students the same age as her. And Slytherins at that." She looked sympathetically at the staff table where Professor Drason was chatting amiably with Professor Sprout about the differences in muggle botany and wizard herblogy.
"I'd hate to be in her position." Ron said between bites. "Bad enough having class with them. Imagine trying to teach the gits!"
The Gryffindors all shuddered at the thought.
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Miranda happily finished her breakfast and went to the classroom she would be using on the second floor. Despite getting the Slytherins first thing in the morning, she was in good spirits. She had had a nice conversation with Professor Sprout, and her breakfast had been delicious. "No more cold cereal and burnt toast." she said with glee. As she opened her bag and took out her papers, she noticed the Slytherins walk through the door, all shooting glares at her. Grabbing a stack of papers, she walked to the front of the class and stared out at them with a smile on her face. "Welcome to muggle studies! I'm sure we'll all have lots of fun." Having said this, their glares intensified and could be said to look murderous. "Well, I will at any rate!" She then started passing the papers out to the students who stared at them with disdain, unwilling to touch them. "What you have before you is a syllibis. Do with it what you like. Destroy if you feel so inclined. Believe me, it won't hurt my feelings in the slightest, though you might upset some environmentalists."
"What?" Crabbe asked, obviously confused, as was everyone else.
"En-vi-ron-men-tal-ists." Miranda repeated, enunciating each syllable. "It's not important, but we can cover it later on if you want. Now, back to the syllabis. Just remember, you are responsible for the material listed on those pages, as well as the assignments. Should you fail to do those, I will not hesitate in failing you. You will see that attendence is optional, but again, you are responsible for anything you miss. Feel free to come see me if you have any problems. Do you have any questions?" She looked out at their faces, noticing their expressions had not changed. "Good! Now that we have that cleared up, let's move on." Just then, the door opened and a student walked in and took a seat three rows back. Miranda walked over to him and laid a syllibis in front of him. "You must be Draco Malfoy." she said with a smile.
Draco looked at her venomously, arms crossed. "How do you know that?" he demanded.
Miranda continued to smile. "That's for me to know and you to find out, but only if you're good." She then pointed to the syllibis, ignoring the smoldering looks coming from the blonde haired male. "This is the syllibis for the course, which I'm sure your friends can fill you in on." She stopped a moment and looked at him questioningly. "You do have friends, right?"
"Of course I have friends!" he cried in outrage, staring her down.
"Oh, well that's good." Miranda said, smile returning. She then returned to the front of the class. "Now, before we begin, do you know anything about muggles?"
"We'd be much better off without them." Pansy muttered, causing the room to erupt in laughter.
Miranda giggled, surprising the Slytherins. "Ok, do you know anything positive about muggles?" Blaise rasied his hand, surprising his housemates. "I'm sure I'll regret this, but yes?" Miranda called on him.
"Without them, we would not have the Dark Lord." Blaise replied confidently.
Miranda rolled her eyes. "I was afraid of that. Alright, new approach. What do you want to learn about muggles?"
"How about how to kill them?" Draco drawled.
"Hmm." Miranda said, thinking it over. Then, her eyes lit up and she smiled at them deviously. "I think I may have a place for us to begin."
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"Did you hear about the Slytherins?" Hermione asked Harry and Ron at lunch. "Something strange happened with them in muggle studies."
"Something bad, I hope." Ron said hopefully.
Hermione shook her head, but then went back to her story. "No, Professor Drason taught them today!"
"We know that 'Mione." Ron said scoffing. "We talked about it at breakfast, remember?"
"You don't understand! She actually taught them!" she emphasized.
Ron looked at her in puzzlement, but Harry understood. "You mean she actually taught them something? Without being hexed or anything?"
Hermione nodded enthusiastically while Ron's eyes widened as he finally understood. "But that's impossible!" Ron exclaimed. "Slytherins listening to muggles? What's the world coming to?"
"I just want to know how she did it." Harry said earnestly.
"It seems she appealed to their darker inclinations." Hermione said, not sure she approved.
Ron sighed. "I wish we could have that class with the Slytherins instead of potions." Harry and Hermione nodded their heads in agreement.
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When lunch finished up, the Gryffindors eagerly made their way to the second floor. It seemed that the news about the Slytherins had spread like wildfire. Since then, most of the students were now eagerly awaiting their class with the new professor, the Gryffindors being no exception.
As they entered the room, Miranda looked up from her writing. Watching them take their seats, she stood up and grabbed the stacks of syllibi. "Welcome to muggle studies! As I told the Slytherins, we'll have lots of fun this year. I don't think they believed me, though." she said, causing the Gryffindors to laugh. She then began walking around the room, giving each student a syllibus. "Anyway, this is your syllibis for the year. It's pretty simple really. You are responsible for any material or assignments listed. Attendence is optional, but you will need to get the notes from someone. If you have any problems or questions, don't hesitate to come see me. And as I told the Slytherins, you are more than welcome to destroy this syllibis should you so chose, though I doubt that will be a problem in here." She looked around the room and noticed the blank stares. "Ok, any questions?" Hermione raised her hand. "Yes?" she called.
"Well, I was just wondering what you taught the Slytherins that was so terrible?" she asked, obviously curious.
Everyone in the room waited for the answer, wanting to know the exact same thing. Miranda laughed before continuing. "Oh, that. I was teaching them the history of muggle weaponry. They seemed quite fascinated, surprisingly."
"Isn't that dangerous?" Hermione questioned.
Miranda sighed. "The weapons themselves are dangerous. What they don't realize is that they'll be receiving a muggle history lesson. They think they'll be learning about weapons, and although they will, they will be getting a lesson in the wars those weapons were used in. Of course I can also tie in other topics with that." she explained.
Hermione smiled. "Quite ingenious really."
"I thought so too." Miranda agreed. "Any other questions?"
"Are we going to be learning about that too?" Lavender asked, not caring for the idea.
"Only if you want." Miranda said. "It would only be fair to let you have some say in the topic, since the Slytherins had some in theirs. Even if it was accidental. So, anything that you would like to learn about?"
Soon everyone was talking at once. Lavender and Parvati wanted to know more about pop culture and fashion. Neville wanted to know about gardening. Ron, Seamus and Dean wanted to talk about muggle sports. Harry and Hermione did not have a particular preference, both having been raised by muggles.
Miranda silenced the class. "How about everyone writes down one thing they want to cover most, and then we can make sure to cover each one before the year ends."
The Gryffindors agreed and Miranda began passing around pens and paper.
"What's this?" Ron asked, looking at the pen in his hand.
Hermione sighed. "That, Ronald, is a pen."
"But what do I do with it?" he asked.
"You write with it." Harry responded, showing Ron.
Ron sighed. "I swear, muggles are certainly odd."
"Ron..." Hermione warned, glaring at him while Harry rolled his eyes.
"Oh, right. Sorry." Ron apologized, slightly afraid.
Noticing the situation, Miranda decided to collect the papers from each of the students. "If you're done, you can give me your papers and leave. I'm sorry to say it, but class is over for another day. Just make sure you do the essay assigned on the syllibis." she reminded as they handed in their papers and left.
When they had all left, she flipped through the ideas she had been given. "Hmm." she said. "Some of these aren't half bad." She placed them in her bag and started to leave when an idea hit her. "It's perfect! Well, it is if I don't get killed." she mumbled.