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Disclaimer:See previous chapter. But the thing is, I do own Eric. Where'd I get the name? He's this stupid idiot that was in my class, so the name fits :)
Hermione opened her eyes slowly and saw sunshine coming through her window.
"This is going to be the BEST day!" she squealed
Yes, it would Hermione's first day teaching. She wanted to teach them so much. Everything she had so much fun studying when she attended school.She got up and got dressed quickly, as not to be late.
She walked down to her classroom. HER classroom. She walked slowly around it as if searching for a particular speck of dust. Hermione breathed in the air that smelled so wonderful. Suddenly she heard footsteps and voices coming her way.
"The students!" she breathed
Many children walked into the classroom and sat down. Hermione cleared her throat trying to get their attention, but to no prevail. She tapped her foot lightly on the floor, but no one noticed. Soon Hermione was agitated.
"HELLO?!" she screamed.
Every student's head turned towards her in a stunned silence.
"Sorry,...." Hermione whispered
Soon a smile crept across a few of the boys' faces. They obviously saw that Hermione was going to be an easy target this year....
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"Okay, today I'm going to teach you about Voldemort."
A few students gasped at the name.
Harry sighed. When would people just give up and use the man's name?!
"Yes, I know, it's his name. Now I'm sure you are all aware that he was the greatest dark wizard of the century."
Many children shivered in their seats.
"And I'm sorry if you are...ummm...sensative to the matter, but it is important that we learn from the past. Without knowing about...Voldemort...history could repeat itself. So today, we will learn some spells that are very simple, but can stop dark spells before they reach you."
Harry paused for a moment and seeing the look on the students' faces, knew it was going to be a long day.
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"Okay," Hermione said. "I'd like you all to turn to chapter one in your text books."
"Ms. Granger?" a voice spoke up from the the crowd of small heads.
"Yes?" Hermione peered over her podium at the young boy.
"I think that I dropped somthing in the hallway. May I go get it?"
"Oh, I'll go out and see if I can find it," Hermione sighed.
She wanted these students to like her, so she had to be nice, but she didn't want to be too easy, because that wouldn't teach discipline, but not be too harsh either, like Snape was....
"Oh dear, Hermione, get a hold of yourself," she muttered.
Hermione looked up and down the hall but didn't seem to find anything.
"Oh well. It's not that big of a deal, right?"
She certainly hoped so. She walked back into the classroom and a few students snickered.
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That's normal, isn't it? They're just children, after all....
/i
Hermione thought.
"I'm afraid I couldn't find anything in the hall Mr...." she trailed off.
"Arkson. Eric Arkson."
i
Hermione tried to remember the name. She never was good with names. What if I forget it later? Will he think I'm stupid? If I don't remember names then I won't be able to relate to the students at all! I don't want to point at them and say:"You there!" Ahhhhh! Hermione, you worry too much!
i
These thoughts raced through her head as she sat down.
"Ouch!" Hermione screamed as she felt a sharp pain.
She sprung from the chair, only to find that there was a tack placed exactly in the middle of the seat.
"Simple, but affective," she heard a voice say. A voice she had heard just a moment ago. Eric Arkson's voice.
She turned around to find him low-fiving a friend.
"Ooooohhhhhhh! You're in so much trouble!!!" Hermione screeched.
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Hermione sighed. It had been a long day. A VERY long day. Especially with that little brat Eric around. Many headaches would come from him. She knew it. Maybe she should have a drink...just to calm her nerves.
Hermione was sitting between Harry and McGonnagal at The Three Broomsticks. They were having a celebration (staff only) of the first day of school. But right now she didn't really feel like celebrating. She picked up another drink. She needed a good night's rest.
Soon Hermione lost count of the number of drinks she was having and began to feel a little dizzy.
"You okay?" Harry whispered in her ear.
"Of...course!" Hermione said confidantly.
"A toast," McGonnagal announced.
"To the first day of school...and may the year be wonderful!"
They all raised their glasses, hitting them against each other saying "cheers!"
Hermione had ANOTHER drink and although she did not realize it, she was not thinking straight. Not at all. In fact, she would have stopped right there if she knew what would happen in the near future.
Harry poured Hermione and himself another cup of beer (no, not butterbeer, cause that's not full of alcohal(sp?)) and said
"To our friendship, the three of us."
"The three uh us?" Hermione asked.
Harry smiled and at that point a tall man with flaming red hair walked in the door. Hermione wasn't exactly herself, as you well know, and didn't make the connection that that man was Ron.
More to come of this chapter!
Disclaimer:See previous chapter. But the thing is, I do own Eric. Where'd I get the name? He's this stupid idiot that was in my class, so the name fits :)
Hermione opened her eyes slowly and saw sunshine coming through her window.
"This is going to be the BEST day!" she squealed
Yes, it would Hermione's first day teaching. She wanted to teach them so much. Everything she had so much fun studying when she attended school.She got up and got dressed quickly, as not to be late.
She walked down to her classroom. HER classroom. She walked slowly around it as if searching for a particular speck of dust. Hermione breathed in the air that smelled so wonderful. Suddenly she heard footsteps and voices coming her way.
"The students!" she breathed
Many children walked into the classroom and sat down. Hermione cleared her throat trying to get their attention, but to no prevail. She tapped her foot lightly on the floor, but no one noticed. Soon Hermione was agitated.
"HELLO?!" she screamed.
Every student's head turned towards her in a stunned silence.
"Sorry,...." Hermione whispered
Soon a smile crept across a few of the boys' faces. They obviously saw that Hermione was going to be an easy target this year....
*********************************************************************************************************************************************
"Okay, today I'm going to teach you about Voldemort."
A few students gasped at the name.
Harry sighed. When would people just give up and use the man's name?!
"Yes, I know, it's his name. Now I'm sure you are all aware that he was the greatest dark wizard of the century."
Many children shivered in their seats.
"And I'm sorry if you are...ummm...sensative to the matter, but it is important that we learn from the past. Without knowing about...Voldemort...history could repeat itself. So today, we will learn some spells that are very simple, but can stop dark spells before they reach you."
Harry paused for a moment and seeing the look on the students' faces, knew it was going to be a long day.
********************************************************************************************************************************************
"Okay," Hermione said. "I'd like you all to turn to chapter one in your text books."
"Ms. Granger?" a voice spoke up from the the crowd of small heads.
"Yes?" Hermione peered over her podium at the young boy.
"I think that I dropped somthing in the hallway. May I go get it?"
"Oh, I'll go out and see if I can find it," Hermione sighed.
She wanted these students to like her, so she had to be nice, but she didn't want to be too easy, because that wouldn't teach discipline, but not be too harsh either, like Snape was....
"Oh dear, Hermione, get a hold of yourself," she muttered.
Hermione looked up and down the hall but didn't seem to find anything.
"Oh well. It's not that big of a deal, right?"
She certainly hoped so. She walked back into the classroom and a few students snickered.
i
That's normal, isn't it? They're just children, after all....
/i
Hermione thought.
"I'm afraid I couldn't find anything in the hall Mr...." she trailed off.
"Arkson. Eric Arkson."
i
Hermione tried to remember the name. She never was good with names. What if I forget it later? Will he think I'm stupid? If I don't remember names then I won't be able to relate to the students at all! I don't want to point at them and say:"You there!" Ahhhhh! Hermione, you worry too much!
i
These thoughts raced through her head as she sat down.
"Ouch!" Hermione screamed as she felt a sharp pain.
She sprung from the chair, only to find that there was a tack placed exactly in the middle of the seat.
"Simple, but affective," she heard a voice say. A voice she had heard just a moment ago. Eric Arkson's voice.
She turned around to find him low-fiving a friend.
"Ooooohhhhhhh! You're in so much trouble!!!" Hermione screeched.
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Hermione sighed. It had been a long day. A VERY long day. Especially with that little brat Eric around. Many headaches would come from him. She knew it. Maybe she should have a drink...just to calm her nerves.
Hermione was sitting between Harry and McGonnagal at The Three Broomsticks. They were having a celebration (staff only) of the first day of school. But right now she didn't really feel like celebrating. She picked up another drink. She needed a good night's rest.
Soon Hermione lost count of the number of drinks she was having and began to feel a little dizzy.
"You okay?" Harry whispered in her ear.
"Of...course!" Hermione said confidantly.
"A toast," McGonnagal announced.
"To the first day of school...and may the year be wonderful!"
They all raised their glasses, hitting them against each other saying "cheers!"
Hermione had ANOTHER drink and although she did not realize it, she was not thinking straight. Not at all. In fact, she would have stopped right there if she knew what would happen in the near future.
Harry poured Hermione and himself another cup of beer (no, not butterbeer, cause that's not full of alcohal(sp?)) and said
"To our friendship, the three of us."
"The three uh us?" Hermione asked.
Harry smiled and at that point a tall man with flaming red hair walked in the door. Hermione wasn't exactly herself, as you well know, and didn't make the connection that that man was Ron.
More to come of this chapter!