Chapter 7: Professor McGonagall

I remember the first year I taught Second Generation Misfits. It was 1987, the same year I got Percy Weasley. Neither of them were in my house but I've heard stories from Filius and Severus.

I remember the first time I taught them, Audrey Reynold-Mason and Eileen Johnson-Snape. As Miss Reynold-Mason would say "freak disaster.

It was their first year and I had a double Transfiguration with the Ravenclaws and Slytherins. I never thought two girls from different houses could be so close.

Eileen is very similar to her father. She has his greasy hair, beady eyes and hooked nose. Yet she manages to put up with Miss Reynold-Mason.

Audrey looks very similar to her mother, Leslie Mason, but I'm told her blue eyes are from her father's side.

I've never met the infamous Lesley Reynold (he's a Muggle, but when his future wife and their friends were at Hogwarts he found a way to sneak in) but I've heard things from other teachers. He moved to Rosegood, England from a small town in Tennessee when he was seven. He still has not lost his accent which his daughter "inherited."

But I digress. The point is, Eileen and Audrey are two very different people.

I should have known something would go wrong the moment Audrey shouted "Hey ya'll! Eileen and me have a class together! Ain't it cool!" I made sure to sit them on opposite sides of the room, for Severus had had them earlier in the week. They had talked the entire time and distracted the other students with their outrageous tales.

It was their first Transfiguration lesson and I was teaching the students to turn a match into a needle like I did every year. Usually only one or two students out of all the first years manages to completely transfigure the match. Audrey was that student.

About halfway through the lesson she called out, "Look ya'll! I did it!" She rushed over to Eileen and almost poked her in the eye with her new needle.

"That's awesome Audrey," she said in a monotone, the edges of her mouth twitching upwards.

"I made Leen smile!"

Before I could restore calm, a burly Slytherin, Marcus Flint, reached over and snatched Audrey's needle. That's when all hell broke loose.

"Give it back!"

"Why should I, Mudblood," he sneered.

In a flash, Eileen and leaned over and twisted his ear. Hard. Several of Flint's huge friends grabbed her and held her arms behind her back. Then Audrey set half my classroom on fire with her accidental magic. All of this happened in less than 30 seconds.

Anyway, my point is, teaching Misfits is always an adventure. But I had no idea what I was in for the year thetwins arrived.