The Past Dug Up!
By Rachel
Tara's first class rolled around and she was starting to get nervous. Because she had never taught before, and it was Slytherin. The Slytherins were known for hating teachers and breaking the rules in a rather nasty way. Why couldn't her first class be Hufflepuff.?
Little by little Slytherins filled the room. She sighed. They all took their seats and waited for her to begin.
"H-hi I'm the n-new Def-fense Aganst Th-the Dark Arts Professor, My name is P-professor Mclay."
"Oh great we have a stuttering American female witch, as the dark arts teacher." Sneered a kid with white blonde hair, none too quietly.
"Stuff it Malfoy." Tara automatically said.
The kid, Malfoy, looked surprised.
"S-sorry instantaneous r-reaction."
And yet she didn't stutter on the complicated word, instantaneous. Malfoy glared at her, "How do you know my name?"
'I kn-knew your father, y-y-you look-k jus-st like h-him."
And she was back to the stuttering. She was going to be a complicated teacher. Malfoy could tell immediately, as she launched into whatever she was teaching the class that day. The hours ticked by and finally Gryffindor entered the classroom. Harrya nd Hermione greeted her while Ron just nodded.
"Oh come in Ron, she can't be evil. She doesn't look like she'd harm a fly." Hermione said.
"Hermione's right. She's too nice." Harry agreed.
"You all thought that about Quirrell too, and he turned out to have You- Know-Who as a part of him."
"I Assure you Ron that Voldemort is no where on me," Tara chimed in form behind him.
Ron and Hermione both jumped in surprise and in use of the name. Tara smiled at them. A few minutes later everyone arrived and Tara went up to the front of the classroom.
"Hello everyone, I am Professor Mclay, the new Defence Against the dark arts teacher," she had gotten so used to saying this that she didn't stutter over it anymore. Immediately several hands flew up, including Ron and Hermione's.
"Yes Mr. Weasly?"
"Do you plan on staying after this year?"
"I-I'm not quite s-sure. I'll hav-have to decide at the end of th-this year."
A few hands remained up.
"Ms. B-brown?"
"Are you American. I mean you do have an accent and all?"
"Yes I am American, b-but I also went here when I was a k-k-kid, so I know this p-place back to f-front. I also know th-things kids might p-pull to get out of s-s-something." She smiled a knowing smile.
"N-now I've looked ov-ver what you've covered already, and s-saw vampires had-d been covered. For m-me that's too bad b-because I am an ex-expert on vampires. But y-you do know basics here. Like wha-what you should d-do if y- you come across one. And th-the main way to kill it. A s-stake through the heart. There are other ways to kill a vampire. There are four in all. C-can anyone name them?"
Hermione's hand shot up into the air fast as lightning. Ron rolled his eyes. She just wanted to prove herself to the new teacher. Some other hands were up too.
"Ms. Granger?"
"A vampire is a demon, and to kill a demon you cut off their head."
"C-correct. Dicapit-tation or breaking the neck, will t-turn them into a t- tiny pile of dust. Mr. Longbottom?"
"Like you said, stake through the heart."
"Good. H-has to be the heart though. Anywhere else and they're left standing. Mr. Thomas?"
"You could set them on fire."
"Yes y-you could. That would kill them. Ms. Patil?"
"Sunlight. They go out into the sun and they burst into flames. That's why they're nocturnal."
"Well wh-what a s-smart bunch you are. Here's a real s-stumper though. What pr-professionally kills vampires b-besides a vampire hunter?"
Hermione's hand was in the air. She gave it a second, but no one else seemed to know. "Hermione?"
"A vampire Slayer. 'Into each generation a slayer is born. One girl in all the world, a chosen one, one born with the strength and skill to hunt the vampires, to stop the spread of evil, and to protect this world." She recited.
"I'm impressed Hermione. You can recite the s-slayer prophecy." Harry raised his hand and Tara pointed at him.
"Um Professor, when it says 'One girl in all the world,' what does that mean exactly?"
"E-exactly as it s-says. A S-slayer is always a girl. This g-girl has special s-strengths and abilities that even guys d-do not have. Grace, S- super s-strength, agility, s-speed, cool martial arts abilities. These are all things that a s-slayer possesses to s-stop evil."
Ron spoke without raising his hand, "Do you think whoever the current slayer is would be able to help against You-Know-Who?"
"Sh-she might. Dumbledore might enlist her help anyway, I'm s-sure he's heard of all her acco-accomplishments."
"Accomplishments Professor?" Hermione aksed.
"Oh Buffy's s-saved the world numerous times, she once." she stopped a dozen words too late. Harry raised his hand, but spoke before she called on him.
"Do you know the current slayer?"
She sighed, defeated, "Yeah. When I moved back to A-America, I met her. W- well actually I-I met her friend Willow first, and then W-willow introduced me. A-a-and I ended up getting m-mixed up in the whole s-slayer thing. She has th-this whole group of fr-friends. There- was Willow, who did witchcraft and- and was pretty powerful. Too powerful after a-a while. And Xander, who had n-no s-special abi-abilities, but helped out anyway. Xander was engaged to a ex-demon, Anya. There was her watcher, but he kinda l-left. And her s-sister Dawn, and a good vampire named S-s-spike."
"Professor, how can there be a good vampire? Vampires don't have souls, therefore have no feelings." Hermione asked.
"Well S-spike was a weird case. I wasn't around when he f-first showed up all evil and w-wanting to kill Buffy, but Th-that kinda changed. One t-time when he came back he was captured by this army place. ."
Tara proceeded to tell the class about how Spike got his chip. The rest of it was spent telling the tales of Buffy the Vampire Slayer and her slayerettes. The class liked the stories and listened with interest. They asked good questions and it was probably her best class of the day.
Two Days later a letter arrived at breakfast for her. This was surprising. Who was sending her a letter by owl. None of her friends knew about Owl Post. She took the letter and gave the bird some of her toast. Then she read the letter.
Tara! What a surprise. It's been so long. How have you been? America treating you well? I see you got the DatDA job. As you probably know I had that job a couple of years ago. Wow1 It's really been awhile. Maybe we could hook up some time over the holidays. I've been doing well. They've come up with a new Wolfsbane potion you know? Transformations are easier that way. Oh either way we need to get together some time. I have stuff I need to talk to you about that I can't send in a letter. Dumbledore told me you were there and what he told you. He thought I would be better off telling you the rest. During the Christmas holidays, I'll make a trip down there. Well write me back if you can. Tell me how your life has been, Wings.
Love Always, Moony.
It was Moony! He was right, it had definitely been a long time. Now she wanted December to come quickly. Screw enjoying her job, and having a one up on Malfoy all the time. Plus now she was curios as to what Remus had to tell her that was so damned important. She cursed her curiousity as she continued eating.
TBC
A/N: Yay! The next chapter! As usual, good, bad? Tell me. Okay, I was thinking of doing a pre-quel to this. Would that be a good idea. It would be about when Tara attended the school as a student. ~Rachel
Tara's first class rolled around and she was starting to get nervous. Because she had never taught before, and it was Slytherin. The Slytherins were known for hating teachers and breaking the rules in a rather nasty way. Why couldn't her first class be Hufflepuff.?
Little by little Slytherins filled the room. She sighed. They all took their seats and waited for her to begin.
"H-hi I'm the n-new Def-fense Aganst Th-the Dark Arts Professor, My name is P-professor Mclay."
"Oh great we have a stuttering American female witch, as the dark arts teacher." Sneered a kid with white blonde hair, none too quietly.
"Stuff it Malfoy." Tara automatically said.
The kid, Malfoy, looked surprised.
"S-sorry instantaneous r-reaction."
And yet she didn't stutter on the complicated word, instantaneous. Malfoy glared at her, "How do you know my name?"
'I kn-knew your father, y-y-you look-k jus-st like h-him."
And she was back to the stuttering. She was going to be a complicated teacher. Malfoy could tell immediately, as she launched into whatever she was teaching the class that day. The hours ticked by and finally Gryffindor entered the classroom. Harrya nd Hermione greeted her while Ron just nodded.
"Oh come in Ron, she can't be evil. She doesn't look like she'd harm a fly." Hermione said.
"Hermione's right. She's too nice." Harry agreed.
"You all thought that about Quirrell too, and he turned out to have You- Know-Who as a part of him."
"I Assure you Ron that Voldemort is no where on me," Tara chimed in form behind him.
Ron and Hermione both jumped in surprise and in use of the name. Tara smiled at them. A few minutes later everyone arrived and Tara went up to the front of the classroom.
"Hello everyone, I am Professor Mclay, the new Defence Against the dark arts teacher," she had gotten so used to saying this that she didn't stutter over it anymore. Immediately several hands flew up, including Ron and Hermione's.
"Yes Mr. Weasly?"
"Do you plan on staying after this year?"
"I-I'm not quite s-sure. I'll hav-have to decide at the end of th-this year."
A few hands remained up.
"Ms. B-brown?"
"Are you American. I mean you do have an accent and all?"
"Yes I am American, b-but I also went here when I was a k-k-kid, so I know this p-place back to f-front. I also know th-things kids might p-pull to get out of s-s-something." She smiled a knowing smile.
"N-now I've looked ov-ver what you've covered already, and s-saw vampires had-d been covered. For m-me that's too bad b-because I am an ex-expert on vampires. But y-you do know basics here. Like wha-what you should d-do if y- you come across one. And th-the main way to kill it. A s-stake through the heart. There are other ways to kill a vampire. There are four in all. C-can anyone name them?"
Hermione's hand shot up into the air fast as lightning. Ron rolled his eyes. She just wanted to prove herself to the new teacher. Some other hands were up too.
"Ms. Granger?"
"A vampire is a demon, and to kill a demon you cut off their head."
"C-correct. Dicapit-tation or breaking the neck, will t-turn them into a t- tiny pile of dust. Mr. Longbottom?"
"Like you said, stake through the heart."
"Good. H-has to be the heart though. Anywhere else and they're left standing. Mr. Thomas?"
"You could set them on fire."
"Yes y-you could. That would kill them. Ms. Patil?"
"Sunlight. They go out into the sun and they burst into flames. That's why they're nocturnal."
"Well wh-what a s-smart bunch you are. Here's a real s-stumper though. What pr-professionally kills vampires b-besides a vampire hunter?"
Hermione's hand was in the air. She gave it a second, but no one else seemed to know. "Hermione?"
"A vampire Slayer. 'Into each generation a slayer is born. One girl in all the world, a chosen one, one born with the strength and skill to hunt the vampires, to stop the spread of evil, and to protect this world." She recited.
"I'm impressed Hermione. You can recite the s-slayer prophecy." Harry raised his hand and Tara pointed at him.
"Um Professor, when it says 'One girl in all the world,' what does that mean exactly?"
"E-exactly as it s-says. A S-slayer is always a girl. This g-girl has special s-strengths and abilities that even guys d-do not have. Grace, S- super s-strength, agility, s-speed, cool martial arts abilities. These are all things that a s-slayer possesses to s-stop evil."
Ron spoke without raising his hand, "Do you think whoever the current slayer is would be able to help against You-Know-Who?"
"Sh-she might. Dumbledore might enlist her help anyway, I'm s-sure he's heard of all her acco-accomplishments."
"Accomplishments Professor?" Hermione aksed.
"Oh Buffy's s-saved the world numerous times, she once." she stopped a dozen words too late. Harry raised his hand, but spoke before she called on him.
"Do you know the current slayer?"
She sighed, defeated, "Yeah. When I moved back to A-America, I met her. W- well actually I-I met her friend Willow first, and then W-willow introduced me. A-a-and I ended up getting m-mixed up in the whole s-slayer thing. She has th-this whole group of fr-friends. There- was Willow, who did witchcraft and- and was pretty powerful. Too powerful after a-a while. And Xander, who had n-no s-special abi-abilities, but helped out anyway. Xander was engaged to a ex-demon, Anya. There was her watcher, but he kinda l-left. And her s-sister Dawn, and a good vampire named S-s-spike."
"Professor, how can there be a good vampire? Vampires don't have souls, therefore have no feelings." Hermione asked.
"Well S-spike was a weird case. I wasn't around when he f-first showed up all evil and w-wanting to kill Buffy, but Th-that kinda changed. One t-time when he came back he was captured by this army place. ."
Tara proceeded to tell the class about how Spike got his chip. The rest of it was spent telling the tales of Buffy the Vampire Slayer and her slayerettes. The class liked the stories and listened with interest. They asked good questions and it was probably her best class of the day.
Two Days later a letter arrived at breakfast for her. This was surprising. Who was sending her a letter by owl. None of her friends knew about Owl Post. She took the letter and gave the bird some of her toast. Then she read the letter.
Tara! What a surprise. It's been so long. How have you been? America treating you well? I see you got the DatDA job. As you probably know I had that job a couple of years ago. Wow1 It's really been awhile. Maybe we could hook up some time over the holidays. I've been doing well. They've come up with a new Wolfsbane potion you know? Transformations are easier that way. Oh either way we need to get together some time. I have stuff I need to talk to you about that I can't send in a letter. Dumbledore told me you were there and what he told you. He thought I would be better off telling you the rest. During the Christmas holidays, I'll make a trip down there. Well write me back if you can. Tell me how your life has been, Wings.
Love Always, Moony.
It was Moony! He was right, it had definitely been a long time. Now she wanted December to come quickly. Screw enjoying her job, and having a one up on Malfoy all the time. Plus now she was curios as to what Remus had to tell her that was so damned important. She cursed her curiousity as she continued eating.
TBC
A/N: Yay! The next chapter! As usual, good, bad? Tell me. Okay, I was thinking of doing a pre-quel to this. Would that be a good idea. It would be about when Tara attended the school as a student. ~Rachel