Author's notes: I don't own any of the familiar characters. Those belong to JK Rowling. This story may contain some minor OotP spoilers, but nothing major to do with the plot, just some new people. If haven't read it yet, you won't know the difference, if you are reading it, it won't matter than.

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Chapter Three



Potter, Harry

7th year schedule

Weds: Report to Prof. Lupin during study hour

Thurs: Report to Prof. Snape during study hour

Fri: Report to Prof. Snape during study hour

Herbology will be instructed in Greenhouse 12



Monday

Muggle Studies

Double Potions/Slytherin

ADV. DADA

Astronomy/12:00am



Tuesday

Transfiguration

Charms

ADV. DADA

Muggle Studies



Wednesday

ADV. DADA

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Double Charms/Ravenclaw

Double Potions/Hufflepuff



Thursday

Transfiguration

Herbology

N.E.W.T Potions

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Friday

N.E.W.T Potions

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N.E.W.T Transfiguration

N.E.W.T Charms





"I'd complain if I were you, Harry." Ron said as he peered over Harry's shoulder at his schedule.

"At least he has three free periods a week! Look! Tuesday, Thursday and Friday I have all N.E.W.T classes." Hermione sighed and folded her schedule up in her pocket.

"Well, look here. We all three start out Monday with Muggle Studies. Then we finish with Astronomy. But Hermione, I don't understand how you have N.E.W.T Potions and no Double Potions class." Harry said inquisitively.

"I don't know. On Friday we all have NEWT Charms together. Thursdays we won't see much of one another. Harry has Transfiguration first, I have Arithmancy and Ron has Herbology."

"Which greenhouse?" Harry asked.

"Nine." Ron shook his head. "I thought I'd be at least with you in Herbology, Harry."

"You should see Neville's schedule. He has Herbology Monday through Wednesday and NEWT Herbology Thursday and Friday. All in Greenhouse 17. He's in with all Ravenclaws." Hermione added, looking down.

"What do you have Wednesday Hermione?" Ron asked.

"Arithmancy, Charms, Defense Against the Dark Arts, free period. Which I am to report to Professor Sinistra. That won't be bad." Hermione shrugged. Ron went back to picking at his banana muffin. Their first day wasn't as excited as Harry thought it might be. They all had first class together, but for him, it went downhill from there. He had Double Potions with Slytherin. And he had to wait until Wednesday for his first free period.

The bell for the end of breakfast sounded and the three made their way to Muggle Studies with a handful of Hufflepuffs and even fewer Ravenclaws. Although after 5th year, most classes could be substituted for others, depending on what one wanted to do when they were out of school, Muggle Studies remained one that always had a full classroom, if only a few days a week. While Divination, Care of Magical Creatures and Astronomy consisted of mostly 5th and younger year students. Harry was rather glad that his Monday schedule wasn't too taxing on his body. Muggle Studies was on the first floor with Defense Against the Dark Arts, although he had Double Potions in the Dungeons separating the two, he didn't have to worry about Astronomy until later that evening. Ron grabbed two more muffins, took one last gulp of his milk before he grabbed his books and started to the marble staircase to the first floor with Hermione and Harry.

"I wonder what she's wearing today?" giggled Lavender Brown to Parvati Patil as they turned the corner into her room and took their seats. The bell rang again as Hermione was still getting situated. The new Professor Snape waited for her to finish before she began introductions.

"Hello class!"

"Hello Professor Snape." They mumbled, some half tired, some disinterested and some still rather frightened.

"I guess that will have to do, first day and all. My name, is Razi Sara Snape. But seeing as how you already have a Professor Snape, who has no doubt left a lasting impression, you may call me Professor Sara. I started Hogwarts in 1975, therefore I may know some of your siblings, or even some of your parents." She smiled at Harry and Ron. "I became a prefect in 1980 for Gryffindor House, where I dealt with some pretty interesting pranksters. Two Weasleys, who I understand have not left the saga their younger brothers have left. I graduated in 1981 and immediately moved to Dublin, where for 6 months I lived above a pub where I washed dishes for rent and scrubbed the floors for food. I know. Sounds terrible doesn't it?" She smiled again, watching the faces of the students who were stricken between laughing out loud and being shocked.
"At the tender age of 19 I moved to Delhi as a maid where I met Sanjiv. After we saved enough money we ran off to the United States together. Then he ran off with a stripper called Cherry Blossom. Soon I had taken refuge in the one and only wizarding University in that country, in the slow southern back alleys of New Orleans, a place up to it's elbows in a magic all its own." she paused for effect. "And then Professor Dumbledore asked me to come teach here and that's my life story. Here I am."

"That's it?" Lavender blurted out of turn.

"Who are you?"

"Lavender Brown." She blushed.

"Well Lavender, to be honest that is not it. But some details of my life are better left in the past, like many of us here at Hogwarts." Sara nodded and tucked a braid behind her ear before looking up at Harry and Ron with a twinkle in her eye. "Well, I think it best to get on with the lesson, don't all of you? Please put away your wands and open your books to page 21. Now listen to me." And so began Sara's first class, mostly consisting of 6th and 7th year students, they started with basic recognition of muggles as a review then moved onto different muggle dress according to which part of the world they inhabited.

She noticed early on a tall, half-kept shadow in the back of the classroom, but thought nothing of it. She'd let nothing or any one distract her from her students. Soon the 90 minutes were up and they filed out of class, near jubilations that there was no homework.

"Come to spy on my first class Remus?" Sara spoke out after the last student had gone.

"You lie." He came up to the front of the room. "There is no Sanjiv. I can see it in your eyes."

"Do my eyes tell you who Cherry Blossom really is then?"

"Yes, of course." He laughed.

"It's good to hear you laugh again Remus."

"Well there hasn't been much cause to laugh lately. But now there is reason once again. I'm glad you have returned to Hogwarts." He smiled at her and kissed her head.

"Don't you have a class to be teaching?"

"I have 5 minutes to get down there, and it's just down the corridor."

"Well, don't be late. It'll give your students a very bad impression."

"You're more like your brother than you think." Remus told her as he backed up for the door. She looked up and saw that his face was a mixture of relief and happiness. Almost all of his friends were dead now, James, Sirius, Peter who was as good as dead. Most of his colleagues had been his professors, with the exception of Severus, who they were more like mentors than friends. She was about all he had left of his youth. All he had left of Sirius.



I know that was really, really short, but I have not been able to update in a really long time because my HTML editor went on the blink and I hate uploading text files because they're such a mess. I decided to just upload what I have here, and start chapter 4 with the rest of this to make it longer! Please stick around.