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CHAPTER SEVEN
HE SAYS, SHE SAYS.
During the feast, Dumbledore arrived and he announced it was time for the sorting of the new first years. It was about time, Dumbledore was actually late and they had to start the feast before the sorting. Blaire could not help but cheer for the addition to the Gryffindor family.
"Now," Dumbledore made his way to the front and spoke and the commotion died down. "I would firstly, would like to welcome all of you back to Hogwarts. As all of you know, this is a special year. We have defeated the evil that haunted us all these year. However, that does not mean we should let our guard down, instead we should always remind ourselves that our hearts beat as one, and that it does not matter who we are, what our blood status it, but it is what is inside that matters." Dumbledore smiled as everyone mused over his words. "Secondly, I would like to use this opportunity, for everyone to raise your glass, to all of those who have fought bravely in the war, particularly to someone in this room. Someone I think deserves more credit than he is given. I would like all of you to raise your glass to Professor Severus Snape, our Defence against the Dark Arts Professor, for his brave role in the war. He has played an important role in helping us, sacrificing his safety for all of us. We can all learn from him. " Dumbledore raised his glass. "To Professor Snape."
Severus looked almost embarrassed as the Great Hall burst into commotion but quickly put on an unreadable expression. Blaire was not sure what made her do it, but she raised her glass. "To Professor Snape." She said loudly. Everyone turned to look at her and she resisted the urge to wince.
McGonagall and Flitwick raised their glasses soon as well. "To Professor Snape." They repeated.
Soon, the whole school did the same. Everyone raised their glasses. "To Professor Snape."
"Now, I would like to introduce you to the new addition to our staff, who has also fought bravely in the war," Dumbledore turned and smiled at Blaire, making her blush, "Our Muggle Studies Professor, Professor Blaire Watson."
Blaire stood up shyly and gave a wave and smile to the applauding students. Some, particularly the older students, were surprised to see Blaire, who was once one of them not too long ago and was sitting with them, now a professor sitting at the staff table. Hermione grinned at her and she winked back before taking a seat.
The feast lasted longer than she ever experienced in her years at Hogwarts, and she was glad when it was soon over as she was exhausted. Once the feast was over, she said goodnight to McGonagall and Flitwick before she made her way back to her room. As she walked back, she heard a sound coming from her pocket and she realised it was her mobile phone. She did not have to look. She knew it was her mother. She slowed down and answered it.
"Hello Mum, the feast just ended. You called at the right time." Blaire said, trying not to sigh.
"Is everything fine? How's is your room? They have given you a room right?" Mary sounded concern.
Blaire resisted an urge to laugh. "Yes. Of course they have. It's pretty big. Anyway, you don't have to worry so much. Everything is fine. I'm well taken care off."
"I hope so." Mary still sounded unconvinced. "And when will you be coming back?"
"I'll be back during the break. Don't worry." Blaire assured her. "If anything happens, I'll be sure to take call you. Goodbye mum. I love you." Blaire said before hanging up and smiled to herself.
"Have you started talking to yourself, Miss Watson?" a deep silky voice made her jump in surprise.
"Oh, Professor Snape." Blaire smiled at him as he approached her way. "You scared me. And I was not talking to myself. I was talking to my mother on the phone." She waved her mobile phone in front of him which he stared at with what looked like disgust.
"The phone?" he raised an eyebrow and sneered. "I should have known. A muggle item."
Blaire sighed. They were having this conversation again. "Do you have any problem with us muggle borns, Professor Snape?" she asked.
"No, just surprised the Headmaster would allow such items in this school." He shrugged.
"I need them for my lessons." She said quickly. She did not want any confrontation from Severus and she was tired. "Well, I'm going to bed. Goodnight Professor." She said and walked off, hearing a faint 'goodnight' from him.
The next morning, Blaire got up lazily. Tigger was on top of her, swishing his tail. "Oh, morning Tigger." She mumbled sleepily and stroked him. She groaned and forced herself out of bed. After a nice shower, she got dressed and went for the Great Hall for breakfast. Most of the students and professors were there; she was in fact, the last professor to be present. She quickly walked to the staff table and took her seat, wishing the professors a good morning.
"So, Blaire, are you ready for your class today?" McGonagall asked Blaire as she piled her plate with eggs and toast.
Blaire shrugged. "More or less." She said and stuffed her mouth with eggs. "I'm sure I can handle the students." She said confidently and took a large mouthful of toast and eggs."
"Well, I'm sure Severus would agree when he comes into your class to observe your class later." McGonagall gave her a smile.
Blaire choked on her toast and started coughing loudly. Severus was going to observe her teaching? She thought in horror and her mouth went dry. "What?" she said weakly.
"I see the headmaster must have forgotten to inform you, Miss Watson." Severus said dryly. "I am going to be observing your class for the first lesson. Is there any problem with that?" He smirked and she turned red.
"No…not at all." She stuttered and quickly turned back to her food. Is it too late to resign? She thought miserably.
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