**Chapter Five**
"Welcome students, my name is Miss Jocelyn, and you will be learning all about fairies this year. I hope we'll have a lot of fun, and if we can get enough done during class without any interruptions, we won't have much homework." The grins on the students' faces widened. Jocelyn pointed her wand at the books and the books were distributed, one to each student. The students looked puzzled as they were handed such rustic books. "You'll need to water them everyday," Jocelyn said and the students looked even more puzzled, "Don't worry, I'm kidding, the leaves, their color, and their scent will last," at her last remark most of the students smelled the book. "It smells so good!" "It smells sweet," were various remarks heard around the classroom.
"I'd like you to open the covers. There is writing on the cover, but do you see the first real page is blank on both sides? Right now, I'd like you to write your name and decorate the front of the page, and on the other side write a page about yourself so I can get to know you all. When you are done, set the books on the table," the kids looked ecstatic that this was easy, most of them were not looking forward to the loads of homework they'd get. With her wand again, Jocelyn feeling partly frustrated because it was a nuisance, but didn't want to ruin the surprise, distributed colored ink to each student for them to use with their quills. "I know you are all in your fifth year, but coloring is always fun, and we don't want to work to hard on the first day, now do we?" the class sounded in a unison, "No!"
"Now while you are working on that, you may talk to each other, or ask me any questions that you have," Jocelyn knew they would be asking questions. "How come there is little known about fairies, until now?" Hermione wanted all the facts she could get. "Well fairies didn't start coming on Earth until about five years ago, and so documentation took a while to get written, good question though," Jocelyn thought she answered it pretty well, but was foreboding when they would ask about her age, the five years would sound pretty fishy. "Did you make these books yourself?" Seamus Finnegan implored. "Yes, they are each handmade. I made all the books for this class, and don't worry no charge, I just want you to promise you'll actually use them well," Jocelyn knew that the class would be shocked that she handmade books for 8 years of classes. Jocelyn could sense it coming as Ron asked, "How old are you?" "That's a fair question, how about you guys guess, one at a time of course," Jocelyn knew she had to reveal it at one time or another so she felt she'd stall for a little while.
"Twenty-one," Neville proclaimed proudly. "I wish, anyone else have a guess?" Jocelyn was flattered that she could look twenty-one. "Do you have an aging spell on?" Angie Simmons inquired. "No, if I did I would have made myself look older to blend in with the other teachers, since you all judge by the age of the teacher, not what's in their mind. Next guess?" Jocelyn was glad they couldn't guess, maybe the bell would ring and it'd give her time to think about how to make them not so weary about her age. "Fifteen," Ron thought he'd give it a shot, considering he really believed that she was. Jocelyn blushed a million shades of red and claimed, "Yes." The students chatted in disbelief and the room became very loud. Jocelyn closed the door and Hermione asked to settle the noise, "How can you be a teacher at the age of fifteen? Does that mean I can become one too?" "Well no, you cannot become a teacher. I have received all my schooling already and Dumbledore requested that he would like me to teach here. I was as shocked as you all are right now," Jocelyn knew there'd be talk around the school, but she didn't care, she was going to make it a good year. The bell sounded. "Leave your colored inks here, if you're not done with them come back after lunch, and if you just have the report on you to do, finish it. It shouldn't take you too long. Have a great day!" with that Jocelyn opened the door to let out the students.
"There's something fishy about her, she is our age, is going to be teaching students older than her, and Dumbledore asked her to come teach here. You would think she would have had to beg him to let her teach at her age," Hermione seemed flustered. "You're just jealous Hermione, you wish you could be a teacher," Ron was defending Jocelyn, it was clear he fancied her. "So, it would be nice, but I would like to finish school first, and you just like her because she's pretty, I bet she'll end up that she's hollow in the head and knows nothing," Hermione was angry that they didn't think it was fishy. She stormed to her next class. "She is pretty, and why is Hermione so angry? I mean she practically ran to potions, who would be excited for that class?" Harry talked to Ron as they walked slowly to their dreaded class. "I don't know, I think she's angry at me though, but she'll get over it. But isn't it our luck that we get an awesome class first, and then go to potions with Captain Bring Down?" Ron and Harry chuckled as they walked down the hall together.
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"Welcome students, my name is Miss Jocelyn, and you will be learning all about fairies this year. I hope we'll have a lot of fun, and if we can get enough done during class without any interruptions, we won't have much homework." The grins on the students' faces widened. Jocelyn pointed her wand at the books and the books were distributed, one to each student. The students looked puzzled as they were handed such rustic books. "You'll need to water them everyday," Jocelyn said and the students looked even more puzzled, "Don't worry, I'm kidding, the leaves, their color, and their scent will last," at her last remark most of the students smelled the book. "It smells so good!" "It smells sweet," were various remarks heard around the classroom.
"I'd like you to open the covers. There is writing on the cover, but do you see the first real page is blank on both sides? Right now, I'd like you to write your name and decorate the front of the page, and on the other side write a page about yourself so I can get to know you all. When you are done, set the books on the table," the kids looked ecstatic that this was easy, most of them were not looking forward to the loads of homework they'd get. With her wand again, Jocelyn feeling partly frustrated because it was a nuisance, but didn't want to ruin the surprise, distributed colored ink to each student for them to use with their quills. "I know you are all in your fifth year, but coloring is always fun, and we don't want to work to hard on the first day, now do we?" the class sounded in a unison, "No!"
"Now while you are working on that, you may talk to each other, or ask me any questions that you have," Jocelyn knew they would be asking questions. "How come there is little known about fairies, until now?" Hermione wanted all the facts she could get. "Well fairies didn't start coming on Earth until about five years ago, and so documentation took a while to get written, good question though," Jocelyn thought she answered it pretty well, but was foreboding when they would ask about her age, the five years would sound pretty fishy. "Did you make these books yourself?" Seamus Finnegan implored. "Yes, they are each handmade. I made all the books for this class, and don't worry no charge, I just want you to promise you'll actually use them well," Jocelyn knew that the class would be shocked that she handmade books for 8 years of classes. Jocelyn could sense it coming as Ron asked, "How old are you?" "That's a fair question, how about you guys guess, one at a time of course," Jocelyn knew she had to reveal it at one time or another so she felt she'd stall for a little while.
"Twenty-one," Neville proclaimed proudly. "I wish, anyone else have a guess?" Jocelyn was flattered that she could look twenty-one. "Do you have an aging spell on?" Angie Simmons inquired. "No, if I did I would have made myself look older to blend in with the other teachers, since you all judge by the age of the teacher, not what's in their mind. Next guess?" Jocelyn was glad they couldn't guess, maybe the bell would ring and it'd give her time to think about how to make them not so weary about her age. "Fifteen," Ron thought he'd give it a shot, considering he really believed that she was. Jocelyn blushed a million shades of red and claimed, "Yes." The students chatted in disbelief and the room became very loud. Jocelyn closed the door and Hermione asked to settle the noise, "How can you be a teacher at the age of fifteen? Does that mean I can become one too?" "Well no, you cannot become a teacher. I have received all my schooling already and Dumbledore requested that he would like me to teach here. I was as shocked as you all are right now," Jocelyn knew there'd be talk around the school, but she didn't care, she was going to make it a good year. The bell sounded. "Leave your colored inks here, if you're not done with them come back after lunch, and if you just have the report on you to do, finish it. It shouldn't take you too long. Have a great day!" with that Jocelyn opened the door to let out the students.
"There's something fishy about her, she is our age, is going to be teaching students older than her, and Dumbledore asked her to come teach here. You would think she would have had to beg him to let her teach at her age," Hermione seemed flustered. "You're just jealous Hermione, you wish you could be a teacher," Ron was defending Jocelyn, it was clear he fancied her. "So, it would be nice, but I would like to finish school first, and you just like her because she's pretty, I bet she'll end up that she's hollow in the head and knows nothing," Hermione was angry that they didn't think it was fishy. She stormed to her next class. "She is pretty, and why is Hermione so angry? I mean she practically ran to potions, who would be excited for that class?" Harry talked to Ron as they walked slowly to their dreaded class. "I don't know, I think she's angry at me though, but she'll get over it. But isn't it our luck that we get an awesome class first, and then go to potions with Captain Bring Down?" Ron and Harry chuckled as they walked down the hall together.
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