Title: Muggle Studies
Rating: PG
Author: Alcandre
Wow! I got reviews! I am soooo happy! *dances around the room singing loudly* Anyhow, here's chapter 2. And please review! Oh, and IM me ifn you wanna! Just look at my bio for my screen name.
I do not own Harry Potter. There, that's done.
Guinevere Woodson (simply known as Jenny to her friends and family) was nervous. Actually, if there was a word for being more than nervous, she would be that. She twisted her hands together anxiously and tried to calm her breathing.
Her husband, Jake, noticed. "Jen," he started.
She looked over at him, wiping her sweat drenched palms on her jeans. "Yes?"
He smiled and grabbed her hands, giving them an affectionate squeeze. "Calm down."
She leaned back in her seat. They were on a train that would lead them right to Hogwarts. The entire trip so far was a blur to Jenny. They had flown to London by Delta Air, went to a wizardry city place thing called Diagon Alley to exchange half of their money to wizard money and then they walk right through a brick wall to get to platform 9 and ¾ to get on the train. Jake had explained everything as best he could, telling her that they were both muggles, non-magic folk, and that the magic world knew next to nothing about the muggle world.
Not that all that information helped ease her confusion and nervousness. Then Jake had assured her that she would do fine teaching at Hogwarts. She had after all, he had said, gotten her degree in teaching.
"Yes," she argued. "But not teaching witches and wizards that could blow me up with a flick of their wrist!"
He had laughed and told her that she would be teaching young witches and wizards, not dangerous in any sort of way.
Now, they were almost to this school that held more witches and wizards than Jenny had ever seen. According to Jake, she knew one witch, his sister, Paula.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Minerva McGonagall waited nervously for the new Muggle Studies teacher at Hogwarts. McGonagall was supposed to be meeting Mrs. Woodson and her husband in exactly.
She looked at her watch. "Two minutes," she muttered.
It wasn't that she was nervous around muggles, far from it! Just the fact that she would be meeting this particular muggle was making her anxious. Dumbledore had requested Mrs. Woodson right away and seemed very sure of himself.
The chugging of the Hogwarts Express snapped the professor out of her thoughts and caused her to look up. The train slowed down then finally stopped. The door to one of the cars opened and a young man, no older than 25, stepped down and held out his hand to someone inside. Some giggling could be heard and suddenly a young woman, around the same age as the man, jumped out of the car.
"Aren't you independent!" The young man said, laughingly.
The young woman bowed and laughed. "Of course! I'm an independent woman!"
The two laughed together and started getting their luggage, the whole lot of it. McGonagall took this opportunity to study the two.
The woman, whom she guessed was Mrs. Woodson, was tall and thin with long blonde hair that fell to her mid back. McGonagall couldn't see her face but she knew she would eventually.
The man, Mr. Woodson, had short brown hair and was nicely built. They both had on muggle clothes, jeans and long sleeved shirts and the woman had on a jacket over her shirt.
"Help me, Jake! This is heavy!" Mrs. Woodson said, struggling with a huge suitcase.
Her husband laughed and moved to help her. "You shouldn't have packed so much!"
"Well, I had to if I'm gonna be living here for a year!"
McGonagall noticed the American accents in the speech and smiled. The students would love them.
She decided that it was time she introduced herself. "Hello there."
The two Americans looked over at her and smiled.
"I'm Professor Minerva McGonagall. I'm here to show you two to your room and around Hogwarts."
Mr. Woodson smiled and offered his hand to the older woman. "Nice to meet you, ma'am. I'm Jake Woodson and this is my wife, Guinevere Woodson."
Mrs. Woodson smiled and shook the professor's hand. "Just call me Jenny, ma'am."
McGonagall raised her eyebrows. "But Guinevere is such a beautiful name."
Jenny nodded. "Yes, I know. But most people think it's weird."
McGonagall smiled. "Well, if you don't mind, I think I shall call you Guinevere."
The younger woman smiled. "I don't mind at all."
"Well then, now that we have met, let's get to the school." McGonagall liked these two right away and her nervousness vanished. Dumbledore was probably right to be so sure of his decision, he was always right.
Well, there it is, Chapter 2! Hope it was okay. I'll update as soon as I can. stupid finals!!!! Anyway, ja ne!!
Alcandre
Rating: PG
Author: Alcandre
Wow! I got reviews! I am soooo happy! *dances around the room singing loudly* Anyhow, here's chapter 2. And please review! Oh, and IM me ifn you wanna! Just look at my bio for my screen name.
I do not own Harry Potter. There, that's done.
Guinevere Woodson (simply known as Jenny to her friends and family) was nervous. Actually, if there was a word for being more than nervous, she would be that. She twisted her hands together anxiously and tried to calm her breathing.
Her husband, Jake, noticed. "Jen," he started.
She looked over at him, wiping her sweat drenched palms on her jeans. "Yes?"
He smiled and grabbed her hands, giving them an affectionate squeeze. "Calm down."
She leaned back in her seat. They were on a train that would lead them right to Hogwarts. The entire trip so far was a blur to Jenny. They had flown to London by Delta Air, went to a wizardry city place thing called Diagon Alley to exchange half of their money to wizard money and then they walk right through a brick wall to get to platform 9 and ¾ to get on the train. Jake had explained everything as best he could, telling her that they were both muggles, non-magic folk, and that the magic world knew next to nothing about the muggle world.
Not that all that information helped ease her confusion and nervousness. Then Jake had assured her that she would do fine teaching at Hogwarts. She had after all, he had said, gotten her degree in teaching.
"Yes," she argued. "But not teaching witches and wizards that could blow me up with a flick of their wrist!"
He had laughed and told her that she would be teaching young witches and wizards, not dangerous in any sort of way.
Now, they were almost to this school that held more witches and wizards than Jenny had ever seen. According to Jake, she knew one witch, his sister, Paula.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Minerva McGonagall waited nervously for the new Muggle Studies teacher at Hogwarts. McGonagall was supposed to be meeting Mrs. Woodson and her husband in exactly.
She looked at her watch. "Two minutes," she muttered.
It wasn't that she was nervous around muggles, far from it! Just the fact that she would be meeting this particular muggle was making her anxious. Dumbledore had requested Mrs. Woodson right away and seemed very sure of himself.
The chugging of the Hogwarts Express snapped the professor out of her thoughts and caused her to look up. The train slowed down then finally stopped. The door to one of the cars opened and a young man, no older than 25, stepped down and held out his hand to someone inside. Some giggling could be heard and suddenly a young woman, around the same age as the man, jumped out of the car.
"Aren't you independent!" The young man said, laughingly.
The young woman bowed and laughed. "Of course! I'm an independent woman!"
The two laughed together and started getting their luggage, the whole lot of it. McGonagall took this opportunity to study the two.
The woman, whom she guessed was Mrs. Woodson, was tall and thin with long blonde hair that fell to her mid back. McGonagall couldn't see her face but she knew she would eventually.
The man, Mr. Woodson, had short brown hair and was nicely built. They both had on muggle clothes, jeans and long sleeved shirts and the woman had on a jacket over her shirt.
"Help me, Jake! This is heavy!" Mrs. Woodson said, struggling with a huge suitcase.
Her husband laughed and moved to help her. "You shouldn't have packed so much!"
"Well, I had to if I'm gonna be living here for a year!"
McGonagall noticed the American accents in the speech and smiled. The students would love them.
She decided that it was time she introduced herself. "Hello there."
The two Americans looked over at her and smiled.
"I'm Professor Minerva McGonagall. I'm here to show you two to your room and around Hogwarts."
Mr. Woodson smiled and offered his hand to the older woman. "Nice to meet you, ma'am. I'm Jake Woodson and this is my wife, Guinevere Woodson."
Mrs. Woodson smiled and shook the professor's hand. "Just call me Jenny, ma'am."
McGonagall raised her eyebrows. "But Guinevere is such a beautiful name."
Jenny nodded. "Yes, I know. But most people think it's weird."
McGonagall smiled. "Well, if you don't mind, I think I shall call you Guinevere."
The younger woman smiled. "I don't mind at all."
"Well then, now that we have met, let's get to the school." McGonagall liked these two right away and her nervousness vanished. Dumbledore was probably right to be so sure of his decision, he was always right.
Well, there it is, Chapter 2! Hope it was okay. I'll update as soon as I can. stupid finals!!!! Anyway, ja ne!!
Alcandre