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Becky was sitting at her desk, staring at a picture of her and Severus. It was the same one
Severus had on his desk. I need some new pictures of him, she thought.
Becky had many photos taped to her desk. Most of them were pictures of the students that had
graduated last year. She also had a picture of herself, Harry, Hermione, and Ron at Diagon Alley.
Many of the professors disagreed with her teaching style. She would treat the students with respect
and talk to them with their first names, unlike the other professors. She didn't give them the
freedom to call her by her first name, though. But when she taught, she didn't mind if they talked
amongst themselves quietly. As long as they didn't talk to loud and they were still paying attention
and taking notes. Many of the students told her she was their favorite professor. She was very flattered
by this. The only people that weren't fond of her were the Slytherins. Especially Malfoy and his gang.
But instead of getting pissed at them, she would just deduct points with ease. Severus doesn't like
it when she deducts points from his house, but gets over it quickly. She had noticed how he has grown
to actually like the Gryfinndors and respect them. He had certainly reduced his point deductions from
them. Yesterday, he told her he had even taken a point from Slytherin for Malfoy calling Hermione a
mudblood. Becky certainly thought that he should have taken more points away, but Severus was just
starting. And it took time to get fully fair with the students. Aside from the professors not liking
her teaching style, they absolutely admired how students talked to her about their problems so freely.
They couldn't even get a student to tell them when their birthday was without them stuttering and shaking
with fear, because they thought they were going to be expelled. She would also always be able to get the
truth out of them. They were never afraid to tell her the truth because she was so easy going about it.
Becky snapped out of her oblivion of thoughts and checked her watch. It was time for her next class
of 6th years. The Gryfinndors were coming from Potions, so she had a pretty good idea that they weren't
going to be in a good mood. Boy, was she surprised when they walked in laughing with glee.
"Did you see the look on Malfoy's face when Snape told him he was stupid?!" Ron cried in hysterics
of laughter.
His other classmates nodded and burst out laughing with Ron.
"Well, he didn't literally say he was stupid," Hermione corrected with a voice of 'as a matter of
fact'.
"You know what I mean, 'Mione," Ron said annoyed.
Hermione huffed and took her seat next to her very good friend, the Ravenclaw Penny White. Becky
also allowed them to sit next to whomever they wanted to. Ron and Harry sat at the table next to them and started
to talk about their exciting Potions class. Neville sat at the table behind Hermione and Penny and said
exuberantly, "When Professor Snape held me after class he asked me if I wanted extra help."
"What did you say, Neville?" Hermione asked, ignoring Ron's face of shock.
"I said that I would like it very much," he replied. "The thing that got me was when he talked to me
like I was a human being... instead of a little, brainless hamster."
The class laughed and Becky stood up with a big grin on her face.
"Is this true?" she asked, flattered that he was actually kind to Neville.
"Oh yeah!" exclaimed Harry. "You should have been there!"
"Yes, yes," she murmured staring off into space, picturing her love's handsome face. "I really wish I
was there," she added more to herself than to the class. She then awoke from her daydream and said, "Okay, lets
simmer down now!" she said jokingly to the blabbering class. She was sure they wouldn't get it since they didn't
have the faintest idea what Saturday Night Live was.
The class did laugh though, because of the way in which she said it. She then began to teach them
the use of the microwave, her mind mostly on Severus during the whole lesson.
A/N: I wonder if you guys got the SNL joke?
Becky was sitting at her desk, staring at a picture of her and Severus. It was the same one
Severus had on his desk. I need some new pictures of him, she thought.
Becky had many photos taped to her desk. Most of them were pictures of the students that had
graduated last year. She also had a picture of herself, Harry, Hermione, and Ron at Diagon Alley.
Many of the professors disagreed with her teaching style. She would treat the students with respect
and talk to them with their first names, unlike the other professors. She didn't give them the
freedom to call her by her first name, though. But when she taught, she didn't mind if they talked
amongst themselves quietly. As long as they didn't talk to loud and they were still paying attention
and taking notes. Many of the students told her she was their favorite professor. She was very flattered
by this. The only people that weren't fond of her were the Slytherins. Especially Malfoy and his gang.
But instead of getting pissed at them, she would just deduct points with ease. Severus doesn't like
it when she deducts points from his house, but gets over it quickly. She had noticed how he has grown
to actually like the Gryfinndors and respect them. He had certainly reduced his point deductions from
them. Yesterday, he told her he had even taken a point from Slytherin for Malfoy calling Hermione a
mudblood. Becky certainly thought that he should have taken more points away, but Severus was just
starting. And it took time to get fully fair with the students. Aside from the professors not liking
her teaching style, they absolutely admired how students talked to her about their problems so freely.
They couldn't even get a student to tell them when their birthday was without them stuttering and shaking
with fear, because they thought they were going to be expelled. She would also always be able to get the
truth out of them. They were never afraid to tell her the truth because she was so easy going about it.
Becky snapped out of her oblivion of thoughts and checked her watch. It was time for her next class
of 6th years. The Gryfinndors were coming from Potions, so she had a pretty good idea that they weren't
going to be in a good mood. Boy, was she surprised when they walked in laughing with glee.
"Did you see the look on Malfoy's face when Snape told him he was stupid?!" Ron cried in hysterics
of laughter.
His other classmates nodded and burst out laughing with Ron.
"Well, he didn't literally say he was stupid," Hermione corrected with a voice of 'as a matter of
fact'.
"You know what I mean, 'Mione," Ron said annoyed.
Hermione huffed and took her seat next to her very good friend, the Ravenclaw Penny White. Becky
also allowed them to sit next to whomever they wanted to. Ron and Harry sat at the table next to them and started
to talk about their exciting Potions class. Neville sat at the table behind Hermione and Penny and said
exuberantly, "When Professor Snape held me after class he asked me if I wanted extra help."
"What did you say, Neville?" Hermione asked, ignoring Ron's face of shock.
"I said that I would like it very much," he replied. "The thing that got me was when he talked to me
like I was a human being... instead of a little, brainless hamster."
The class laughed and Becky stood up with a big grin on her face.
"Is this true?" she asked, flattered that he was actually kind to Neville.
"Oh yeah!" exclaimed Harry. "You should have been there!"
"Yes, yes," she murmured staring off into space, picturing her love's handsome face. "I really wish I
was there," she added more to herself than to the class. She then awoke from her daydream and said, "Okay, lets
simmer down now!" she said jokingly to the blabbering class. She was sure they wouldn't get it since they didn't
have the faintest idea what Saturday Night Live was.
The class did laugh though, because of the way in which she said it. She then began to teach them
the use of the microwave, her mind mostly on Severus during the whole lesson.
A/N: I wonder if you guys got the SNL joke?