Title: Pen Pals pt 9
Subtitle: Faith at Hogwarts
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When Faith and Draco walked into the Great Hall the whole room turned to see whom Draco was walking with. Murmurs began asking whom she was, and what was she doing with Malfoy of all people.
Faith looked at Draco and a gleam in her eyes told him to go sit at his table.
"She was joking with him like they were friends." Ron replied to his table. "Wonder what's wrong with her?" He laughed and noticed no one was laughing with him; in fact they all seemed to be looking behind him.
"Mr. Weasley, I assure you there is nothing wrong with me. 'xcept the tendency to be slightly crazy." Faith replied behind him. She had to hold in the laugher that bubbling inside of her, as the whole Gryffindor table was utterly horrified. She couldn't hold it in any longer and busted out laughing. "I'm kidding, Mr. Weasley." She replied walking away from the table.
"I like her." Harry replied.
"Me, too." Ginny agreed.
Ron just looked at the two like they'd grown a pair of extra heads.
Just then Professor Dumbledore stood and said, "I've got an announcement before we begin eating. I'm sure you've all noticed her when she walked in this morning, and are wondering why she's here. Let me introduce Professor Faith Wilkins, who has agreed to help Professor Lupin with DADA."
Faith took that cue as one to have her stand up. "It's good to be here. I'm sure this year is going to be an exciting year; mostly cause it's almost over." She replied giving her best smirk (seeing how she really doesn't smile) as everyone chuckled and then returned to her seat.
"Let's eat." He replied and a wave of food appeared on the plates.
* Cool. This might not be so bad after all. * Faith thought as she picked up her fork to eat.
"Professor Wilkins," A man to her left replied. When she turned to face him he continued, "Are you sure you want to start teaching today?"
"Professor Lupin, the students aren't really benefiting from the inevitable if we are to shelter them." Faith began, feeling really smart right now. "Besides I'm sure they'd like a break from whatever it is that you're teaching them about."
Lupin looked shocked and everyone at the Gryffindor table wondered why. "Wonder what she's talking to him about?" Harry voiced.
"Whatever it is, it sure has Professor Lupin shocked." Hermione replied staring at the brunette talk to their favorite teacher.
"Professor Wilkins, I assure you that I'm as good of a professor as you are a you know." He replied still in shock.
"You can say it professor. They're gonna find out about it when they can't beat me." Faith replied turning back to her plate. She didn't realize how hungry she was, until she remembered the last couple of days. "If you're uncomfortable with my helping you, say so, and I'll be on the first flight back to nothing."
He looked at her like she'd just hit him. "Back to nothing?" He inquired.
"Yes, Professor back to nothing. I've not any family, and the one person since my watcher to give a darn about me is now dead." She replied, but continued, "Though I supposed I could go back to Sunnydale and get the stuffing beaten out of me but what fun would that be?" She stood up and replied, "I'll be in my room if anyone needs me."
Draco watched as the conversation went from shocking to brutal between Lupin and Faith.
He heard some one comment, "What's her problem?"
Anger got the best of him and he replied in a dangerously low voice, "If I ever hear you bad mouthing Professor Wilkins, I'll personally send you to the hospital wing." He didn't wait for a reply he just walked out of the Great Hall after his friend.
Dumbledore heard the exchange between all parties, as he was sure that most of the room heard it too. He knew Draco Malfoy cared about the girl, though he didn't realize how deeply it went. Turning to Professor Lupin he asked, "Is everything okay?"
"I'm afraid I've hurt the poor girls feelings." He replied feeling guilty for the way he acted.
Dumbledore nodded understandably and questioned, "What do you plan to do about it?"
"I suppose I should find her and Mr. Malfoy and apologize." He remarked standing from his seat and following the path the other two had taken. "Professor Wilkins!" He called to her as he saw her enter her room.
"Yes, Professor Lupin." She replied stepping outside her room to hear him out.
"I'm sorry for what I said." He started, but continued, "Also I would love to have you begin teaching today."
Faith looked at him and nodded her head, "Okay. How much time do we have before the first class?"
"Fifteen minutes." He answered.
"Hmmm, what class is first?" At his look she replied, "I didn't really get a chance to look at the list."
Smiling slightly he answered, "It's Slytherin and Gryffindor the fourth years."
"Ah, demons, slayer of the interesting variety." Faith replied allowing him to enter her sitting room.
"Mr. Malfoy." Professor greeted.
Draco looked up at the professor and nodded his greeting. "Professor Lupin." Before anything else could be said he walked towards Faith, "If you need any help you know where to find me." And then he was gone.
"You and Mr. Malfoy are friends?" He questioned.
Sighing she replied, "Yes. He wrote to me when I was in prison with that new program here at school."
"Ah, the Out Reach Program." Lupin replied. "So did you want me to sit in on your class, or did you want to fly solo?" He asked.
"I'm thinking I'll fly solo, but would you mind telling me what you're teaching them about so that I don't begin in the same place."
"I'd be glad to." He replied conjuring the book that they're using. "I'm at page 245, werewolves." Smiling she nodded waiting for him to continue. "Here's a list of what I'm teaching each of the years." He replied handing her the book and his list.
"Thank you. I think I'll go to the classroom and set up." She told him, picking up her schedule for the week. "Did you want to set up a schedule, for the classes." He looked at her curiously and she continued, "Like when you want me to teach, or when you're teaching."
"Brilliant idea." He praised beginning to see what Professor Dumbledore liked about the girl.
"How about we do that together than?" She asked.
"Great, to the classroom?" He asked and at her laugher he asked, "What?"
"Pop culture, 'To the Bat mobile' it's from Muggle TV." She told him walking along the hallway.
"You'll have to show me that one." He replied finding it really funny.
"Really?"
"Really." He reassured her.
15 minutes later the classroom began to fill up with fourth year students. Faith leaned over to Lupin and replied, "I'm gonna let them ask questions for a few minutes. How much class time do we have?"
"Almost 2 hours." He replied and at her shocked look he continued, "It'll fly by, promise."
Moments later she noticed that the class was full and watching her carefully. "I promise I wont bite." She said which caused the tension to leave the classroom. She watched at Professor Lupin took a seat at the back, she'd changed her mind as students began to enter the classroom. "As you all know I'm Professor Faith Wilkins, though you may call me Faith. I'm originally from Boston, Massachusetts USA." She began walking around the classroom. Looking at Lupin he nodded slightly and she continued, "I'm the rouge slayer."
The class was up in murmurs at her last comment. A few hands went up and she pointed to one, "Ms. ?"
"Chang, Wendy." She answered and at Faith's look she asked, "What's a rouge slayer?"
Taking in a deep breath she answered, "A rouge slayer is a slayer that had a falling out with her duties. She most likely did something that changed how she thinks about who she is." She paused for a moment and asked, "Does anyone know what happens when someone gets addicted to power, mystical or natural?"
Students looked around the room and back at Professor Lupin.
"Professor Lupin, did you want to take the honors?" Faith asked.
"When one gets addicted to power, they tend to feel on top of the world, that nothing can touch them. One addicted to the power could stay addicted until something dramatic or major happens. Then the one addicted falls into a pit of guilt and darkness." He answered watching Faith.
"That's what happens to a rouge slayer." She stated. At the next hand she said, "Yes, Mr. ?"
"Moore, Thomas. My question is if you're a rouge slayer, what happened to get you there?"
"Mr. Moore, that's a deeply personal question." Lupin replied.
"Professor Lupin is right, Mr. Moore. Perhaps if I last this cursed position, I'll tell you someday. Any other questions?" She asked.
"Wells, Megan. Is there another slayer?" She asked.
"There is. I like to call her Goldilocks. She's the slayer that was called almost seven years ago. She's the longest living slayer, having died only once at the hands of The Master." Faith told them.
"Waters, Earl. Why are you here at Hogwarts?" He asked.
"Ah, good question. I'm here to share what I know from being in the field of a nightly war. Demons, hellmouths, evil mayors ascending to be a pure demons, and slayers." She began, "Can anyone tell me how to kill a vampire?"
Hands went up and Faith called on, "Travers, Wesley. A stake threw the heart, and beheading. Some think that Holy Water also kills them, but that's only true if it's from the inside out. Crosses burn their skin as does holy water."
"Very good, ten points to Gryffindor. Though it makes me wonder how you know that ingesting holy water kills them."
"My pen pal told me." He answered.
Faith laughed. "Your pen pal is Buffy Summers?" He nodded and she continued, "Very good, you can learn a lot from her." He smiled and she made a note to talk to him after class.
Lupin was right class flew by and once everyone was getting packed up, "Mr. Travers, if I could have a word."
He walked to the front of the classroom and asked, "Professor Wilkins?"
"I'd prefer if you didn't mention to Buffy that I was here." She began and at his look she continued, "We don't get a long, and it'd be best if she didn't think that I'm here murdering you students."
"Yes, Professor Wilkins." He replied and walked out of class.
A class later
"Dare I ask about Ms. Summers?"
"Don't ask things that you don't want the answers to." Faith replied looking at her schedule her day nearly done. * Seventh year Gryffindor and Slytherin. What fun. * "Lets clear the floor. We're going to start with a demonstration."
They began moving the desks when Lupin asked, "Demonstration?"
"Yep. You up for it?" She asked moving the last of the chairs aside.
"Sure." He replied.
"Great." She said happily. She walked over to one of the few windows and peered out looking at the vast lands. She had a funny feeling that something was happening. Walking over to her desk she pulled out a sheet of parchment. Writing a quick note to Angel.
'Dear Angel,
My classes are going very well. I'm waiting for the next class to begin. I get to show them how to fight without wands. Isn't that cool?
The reason I'm writing is because I've got a strange feeling that something is brewing on the west coast. Write back and let me know if I can help. Faith'
Faith looked up to see Lupin looking at her eye curious. "I've got a strange feeling something's up in Sunnydale, not only that but in LA."
He nodded and then asked, "Did you want me to take that to the Owlery?"
"If you wouldn't mind." She replied and when he took it she said, "Thanks."
"Sure, I'll be back in a few." He replied leaving the room.
Once he was gone Faith returned to the window, she was lost in thought until she felt someone behind her. That someone tapped her on the shoulder and she turned around forcing herself not to lash out. "Mr. Potter? Is there a problem?" She asked glad she didn't take a swing.
"I was just wondering if there was something wrong." Harry answered.
"I've just got one of those feelings." She replied noticing that Draco was next to her in an instant.
"What kind of feeling?" Draco asked concerned.
"Probably nothing. Even if it is something it's not like they'd come to me for help." She shrugged but continued, "Now take your seats."
"Professor, there are no seats." Harry replied.
"There's always the floor, Mr. Potter." Faith insisted. They walked away and took their "seats" as far from each other as possible. Chuckling she shook her head. "Okay, as you all know I'm Professor Wilkins but you may all call me Faith as I will be calling each one of you by your first names if you've earned my respect." She began, noticing a problem she asked "Is there a problem, Ms. Granger?"
"We're not supposed to call our professors by their first names." She replied.
"Well seeing how I'm here to show you how to fight without your wands, I'm the exception to the rule." Noticing her nod she continued, "I don't really need to bore you with the history of my life just know that I'm a rouge slayer."
"There's no such thing as a slayer!" Someone in the back called.
"And you are???" Faith asked.
"Pryce, Justin."
"Mr. Pryce, you've just volunteered to be my partner." Faith replied noticing Draco trying not to laugh. "Please come up to the front." She lightly ordered. While he was walking threw the crowds, she walked towards her chest that she'd had placed in here apparently a gift from Angel. Unlocking the chest she pulled out several throwing knifes. "Mr. Pryce, how goods your aim?" She asked with her back turned.
"Not bad if I say so myself." He replied arrogantly.
"Ah, is that confidence or cockiness that I'm hearing?" Faith replied turning to the class with a handful of throwing knifes. He looked shocked so she continued, "Here, stand where you are and throw them at me." She walked over to an open place and asked, "You ready Mr. Pryce?"
He didn't answer. He was in shock his teacher wanted him to throw knifes at her.
"Are you daft?" She asked getting a chuckle from Draco. Rolling her eyes she turned to Draco, "Would you?"
Nodding he stood and took the knifes that Justin was holding. When she nodded that she was ready he threw the first knife. He didn't wait for her to do her thing he just picked up the next one and threw it in a similar fashion. Moments later the majority of the knifes were on the floor next to Faith and the final one in her hand.
"Bloody 'ell, Malfoy. Have you gone mad??" The classmates yelled.
"He only did what I asked him to. Five points to Slytherin, it would have been ten if Mr. Pryce here had done what I asked." She said quieting the room. "This example shows that I've got speed, power and that I'm a slayer. A normal person wouldn't know how to do that."
Draco took his cue to sit down, laughing that Pryce was still staring at Faith with surprise.
Faith walked over to him and snapped her fingers in front of his eyes. He didn't blink. "Was it really that shocking?" She asked.
That was when Lupin walked into the room. "Is there a problem?"
"I think I shocked him." Faith replied laughing softly at Lupin's look. "He didn't believe that I was a slayer. So I called him up here to make a point." She replied looking at the display of knifes that were on the floor and the one that was in her hands.
"You didn't?" Lupin laughed. He laughed even harder when he saw the 'I'm innocent' look. "I'll take him to the Infirmary." He replied once his laugher died down.
Seeing the class' look she answered their unasked question. "He didn't really believe it either, so earlier today I had him do the same exercise."
Draco just grinned in the corner.
"Okay, well since class is almost over. You can ask any questions that you might have. But let it be known that we're starting basic defense next class. Professor Dumbledore has okayed my request for the students to wear muggle clothing so that you can move freely." She replied. "Yes, Ms. Granger?"
"If you're a slayer, and here, whose watching the demons?"
"Good question. But first let me ask you this. Does anyone know what a rouge slayer is." She asked and noticed Draco's hand. "Besides Mr. Malfoy." She added. A pause, and then "No one?" Sighing she said, "Take it away Mr. Malfoy."
"A rouge slayer is a slayer that had a falling out with who she is." He replied.
"Good, Mr. Malfoy. Ten points to Slytherins." She said, but continued, "To answer your question, Ms. Granger; there was a twist of fate and there are two slayers. One who is on a hellmouth, and me whose here."
"How is that possible?" Harry asked.
"Well let's see, the slayer that's on the hellmouth, lets call her Goldilocks. She was drowned a couple of years ago, but was revived. The next slayer was called Kendra; she had an unfortunate downfall at the hands of Drusilla. Then there's me." She waited for a reaction. "That's all for today. At the next class I'll split you up into pairs and we'll work on the basics." The class had all left with the exception of the terrible trio, and Draco. "Did you have a question?" She asked taking a seat at her desk.
A few moments of silence ended with, "You're her."
"And who might that be, Mr. Potter?" Faith asked standing up to pick up the pile knifes on the ground. Walking over to the chest she gently placed them inside and then locked it up.
"The one that had Malfoy acting all nice to us." Harry said finding his voice.
Faith looked at Draco with a 'what are they talking about' face. "Oh, you must mean the reason he was too busy to cut you down." She replied reading Draco's look.
"What did I tell you slayer. They missed my low blows." Draco replied causing Faith to laugh.
"You three are nuts. He's picked on you for 6 years and you're not relieved that he's not calling you names." Faith replied sitting down at her desk. At their nodes she suddenly had an idea. "Well then, how about the four of you write me a scroll and a half about each other." At their looks she silently prayed that Draco wouldn't kill her. "Meaning that you three need to write about Mr. Malfoy and he in turn needs to write about you three." With that said she was up and to her room before Draco came running.
"Faith, that's bloody not fair." He replied.
"Well maybe you'll learn a little about them." Faith replied she'd changed her password before he came out of the room. "Have it done by Friday, Mr. Malfoy." She said with an evil twinkle in her eyes.
"You're insane." He replied.
"I know." She said walking into her room. She hadn't realized Draco had followed her until his arms went around her waist.
TBC
Subtitle: Faith at Hogwarts
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When Faith and Draco walked into the Great Hall the whole room turned to see whom Draco was walking with. Murmurs began asking whom she was, and what was she doing with Malfoy of all people.
Faith looked at Draco and a gleam in her eyes told him to go sit at his table.
"She was joking with him like they were friends." Ron replied to his table. "Wonder what's wrong with her?" He laughed and noticed no one was laughing with him; in fact they all seemed to be looking behind him.
"Mr. Weasley, I assure you there is nothing wrong with me. 'xcept the tendency to be slightly crazy." Faith replied behind him. She had to hold in the laugher that bubbling inside of her, as the whole Gryffindor table was utterly horrified. She couldn't hold it in any longer and busted out laughing. "I'm kidding, Mr. Weasley." She replied walking away from the table.
"I like her." Harry replied.
"Me, too." Ginny agreed.
Ron just looked at the two like they'd grown a pair of extra heads.
Just then Professor Dumbledore stood and said, "I've got an announcement before we begin eating. I'm sure you've all noticed her when she walked in this morning, and are wondering why she's here. Let me introduce Professor Faith Wilkins, who has agreed to help Professor Lupin with DADA."
Faith took that cue as one to have her stand up. "It's good to be here. I'm sure this year is going to be an exciting year; mostly cause it's almost over." She replied giving her best smirk (seeing how she really doesn't smile) as everyone chuckled and then returned to her seat.
"Let's eat." He replied and a wave of food appeared on the plates.
* Cool. This might not be so bad after all. * Faith thought as she picked up her fork to eat.
"Professor Wilkins," A man to her left replied. When she turned to face him he continued, "Are you sure you want to start teaching today?"
"Professor Lupin, the students aren't really benefiting from the inevitable if we are to shelter them." Faith began, feeling really smart right now. "Besides I'm sure they'd like a break from whatever it is that you're teaching them about."
Lupin looked shocked and everyone at the Gryffindor table wondered why. "Wonder what she's talking to him about?" Harry voiced.
"Whatever it is, it sure has Professor Lupin shocked." Hermione replied staring at the brunette talk to their favorite teacher.
"Professor Wilkins, I assure you that I'm as good of a professor as you are a you know." He replied still in shock.
"You can say it professor. They're gonna find out about it when they can't beat me." Faith replied turning back to her plate. She didn't realize how hungry she was, until she remembered the last couple of days. "If you're uncomfortable with my helping you, say so, and I'll be on the first flight back to nothing."
He looked at her like she'd just hit him. "Back to nothing?" He inquired.
"Yes, Professor back to nothing. I've not any family, and the one person since my watcher to give a darn about me is now dead." She replied, but continued, "Though I supposed I could go back to Sunnydale and get the stuffing beaten out of me but what fun would that be?" She stood up and replied, "I'll be in my room if anyone needs me."
Draco watched as the conversation went from shocking to brutal between Lupin and Faith.
He heard some one comment, "What's her problem?"
Anger got the best of him and he replied in a dangerously low voice, "If I ever hear you bad mouthing Professor Wilkins, I'll personally send you to the hospital wing." He didn't wait for a reply he just walked out of the Great Hall after his friend.
Dumbledore heard the exchange between all parties, as he was sure that most of the room heard it too. He knew Draco Malfoy cared about the girl, though he didn't realize how deeply it went. Turning to Professor Lupin he asked, "Is everything okay?"
"I'm afraid I've hurt the poor girls feelings." He replied feeling guilty for the way he acted.
Dumbledore nodded understandably and questioned, "What do you plan to do about it?"
"I suppose I should find her and Mr. Malfoy and apologize." He remarked standing from his seat and following the path the other two had taken. "Professor Wilkins!" He called to her as he saw her enter her room.
"Yes, Professor Lupin." She replied stepping outside her room to hear him out.
"I'm sorry for what I said." He started, but continued, "Also I would love to have you begin teaching today."
Faith looked at him and nodded her head, "Okay. How much time do we have before the first class?"
"Fifteen minutes." He answered.
"Hmmm, what class is first?" At his look she replied, "I didn't really get a chance to look at the list."
Smiling slightly he answered, "It's Slytherin and Gryffindor the fourth years."
"Ah, demons, slayer of the interesting variety." Faith replied allowing him to enter her sitting room.
"Mr. Malfoy." Professor greeted.
Draco looked up at the professor and nodded his greeting. "Professor Lupin." Before anything else could be said he walked towards Faith, "If you need any help you know where to find me." And then he was gone.
"You and Mr. Malfoy are friends?" He questioned.
Sighing she replied, "Yes. He wrote to me when I was in prison with that new program here at school."
"Ah, the Out Reach Program." Lupin replied. "So did you want me to sit in on your class, or did you want to fly solo?" He asked.
"I'm thinking I'll fly solo, but would you mind telling me what you're teaching them about so that I don't begin in the same place."
"I'd be glad to." He replied conjuring the book that they're using. "I'm at page 245, werewolves." Smiling she nodded waiting for him to continue. "Here's a list of what I'm teaching each of the years." He replied handing her the book and his list.
"Thank you. I think I'll go to the classroom and set up." She told him, picking up her schedule for the week. "Did you want to set up a schedule, for the classes." He looked at her curiously and she continued, "Like when you want me to teach, or when you're teaching."
"Brilliant idea." He praised beginning to see what Professor Dumbledore liked about the girl.
"How about we do that together than?" She asked.
"Great, to the classroom?" He asked and at her laugher he asked, "What?"
"Pop culture, 'To the Bat mobile' it's from Muggle TV." She told him walking along the hallway.
"You'll have to show me that one." He replied finding it really funny.
"Really?"
"Really." He reassured her.
15 minutes later the classroom began to fill up with fourth year students. Faith leaned over to Lupin and replied, "I'm gonna let them ask questions for a few minutes. How much class time do we have?"
"Almost 2 hours." He replied and at her shocked look he continued, "It'll fly by, promise."
Moments later she noticed that the class was full and watching her carefully. "I promise I wont bite." She said which caused the tension to leave the classroom. She watched at Professor Lupin took a seat at the back, she'd changed her mind as students began to enter the classroom. "As you all know I'm Professor Faith Wilkins, though you may call me Faith. I'm originally from Boston, Massachusetts USA." She began walking around the classroom. Looking at Lupin he nodded slightly and she continued, "I'm the rouge slayer."
The class was up in murmurs at her last comment. A few hands went up and she pointed to one, "Ms. ?"
"Chang, Wendy." She answered and at Faith's look she asked, "What's a rouge slayer?"
Taking in a deep breath she answered, "A rouge slayer is a slayer that had a falling out with her duties. She most likely did something that changed how she thinks about who she is." She paused for a moment and asked, "Does anyone know what happens when someone gets addicted to power, mystical or natural?"
Students looked around the room and back at Professor Lupin.
"Professor Lupin, did you want to take the honors?" Faith asked.
"When one gets addicted to power, they tend to feel on top of the world, that nothing can touch them. One addicted to the power could stay addicted until something dramatic or major happens. Then the one addicted falls into a pit of guilt and darkness." He answered watching Faith.
"That's what happens to a rouge slayer." She stated. At the next hand she said, "Yes, Mr. ?"
"Moore, Thomas. My question is if you're a rouge slayer, what happened to get you there?"
"Mr. Moore, that's a deeply personal question." Lupin replied.
"Professor Lupin is right, Mr. Moore. Perhaps if I last this cursed position, I'll tell you someday. Any other questions?" She asked.
"Wells, Megan. Is there another slayer?" She asked.
"There is. I like to call her Goldilocks. She's the slayer that was called almost seven years ago. She's the longest living slayer, having died only once at the hands of The Master." Faith told them.
"Waters, Earl. Why are you here at Hogwarts?" He asked.
"Ah, good question. I'm here to share what I know from being in the field of a nightly war. Demons, hellmouths, evil mayors ascending to be a pure demons, and slayers." She began, "Can anyone tell me how to kill a vampire?"
Hands went up and Faith called on, "Travers, Wesley. A stake threw the heart, and beheading. Some think that Holy Water also kills them, but that's only true if it's from the inside out. Crosses burn their skin as does holy water."
"Very good, ten points to Gryffindor. Though it makes me wonder how you know that ingesting holy water kills them."
"My pen pal told me." He answered.
Faith laughed. "Your pen pal is Buffy Summers?" He nodded and she continued, "Very good, you can learn a lot from her." He smiled and she made a note to talk to him after class.
Lupin was right class flew by and once everyone was getting packed up, "Mr. Travers, if I could have a word."
He walked to the front of the classroom and asked, "Professor Wilkins?"
"I'd prefer if you didn't mention to Buffy that I was here." She began and at his look she continued, "We don't get a long, and it'd be best if she didn't think that I'm here murdering you students."
"Yes, Professor Wilkins." He replied and walked out of class.
A class later
"Dare I ask about Ms. Summers?"
"Don't ask things that you don't want the answers to." Faith replied looking at her schedule her day nearly done. * Seventh year Gryffindor and Slytherin. What fun. * "Lets clear the floor. We're going to start with a demonstration."
They began moving the desks when Lupin asked, "Demonstration?"
"Yep. You up for it?" She asked moving the last of the chairs aside.
"Sure." He replied.
"Great." She said happily. She walked over to one of the few windows and peered out looking at the vast lands. She had a funny feeling that something was happening. Walking over to her desk she pulled out a sheet of parchment. Writing a quick note to Angel.
'Dear Angel,
My classes are going very well. I'm waiting for the next class to begin. I get to show them how to fight without wands. Isn't that cool?
The reason I'm writing is because I've got a strange feeling that something is brewing on the west coast. Write back and let me know if I can help. Faith'
Faith looked up to see Lupin looking at her eye curious. "I've got a strange feeling something's up in Sunnydale, not only that but in LA."
He nodded and then asked, "Did you want me to take that to the Owlery?"
"If you wouldn't mind." She replied and when he took it she said, "Thanks."
"Sure, I'll be back in a few." He replied leaving the room.
Once he was gone Faith returned to the window, she was lost in thought until she felt someone behind her. That someone tapped her on the shoulder and she turned around forcing herself not to lash out. "Mr. Potter? Is there a problem?" She asked glad she didn't take a swing.
"I was just wondering if there was something wrong." Harry answered.
"I've just got one of those feelings." She replied noticing that Draco was next to her in an instant.
"What kind of feeling?" Draco asked concerned.
"Probably nothing. Even if it is something it's not like they'd come to me for help." She shrugged but continued, "Now take your seats."
"Professor, there are no seats." Harry replied.
"There's always the floor, Mr. Potter." Faith insisted. They walked away and took their "seats" as far from each other as possible. Chuckling she shook her head. "Okay, as you all know I'm Professor Wilkins but you may all call me Faith as I will be calling each one of you by your first names if you've earned my respect." She began, noticing a problem she asked "Is there a problem, Ms. Granger?"
"We're not supposed to call our professors by their first names." She replied.
"Well seeing how I'm here to show you how to fight without your wands, I'm the exception to the rule." Noticing her nod she continued, "I don't really need to bore you with the history of my life just know that I'm a rouge slayer."
"There's no such thing as a slayer!" Someone in the back called.
"And you are???" Faith asked.
"Pryce, Justin."
"Mr. Pryce, you've just volunteered to be my partner." Faith replied noticing Draco trying not to laugh. "Please come up to the front." She lightly ordered. While he was walking threw the crowds, she walked towards her chest that she'd had placed in here apparently a gift from Angel. Unlocking the chest she pulled out several throwing knifes. "Mr. Pryce, how goods your aim?" She asked with her back turned.
"Not bad if I say so myself." He replied arrogantly.
"Ah, is that confidence or cockiness that I'm hearing?" Faith replied turning to the class with a handful of throwing knifes. He looked shocked so she continued, "Here, stand where you are and throw them at me." She walked over to an open place and asked, "You ready Mr. Pryce?"
He didn't answer. He was in shock his teacher wanted him to throw knifes at her.
"Are you daft?" She asked getting a chuckle from Draco. Rolling her eyes she turned to Draco, "Would you?"
Nodding he stood and took the knifes that Justin was holding. When she nodded that she was ready he threw the first knife. He didn't wait for her to do her thing he just picked up the next one and threw it in a similar fashion. Moments later the majority of the knifes were on the floor next to Faith and the final one in her hand.
"Bloody 'ell, Malfoy. Have you gone mad??" The classmates yelled.
"He only did what I asked him to. Five points to Slytherin, it would have been ten if Mr. Pryce here had done what I asked." She said quieting the room. "This example shows that I've got speed, power and that I'm a slayer. A normal person wouldn't know how to do that."
Draco took his cue to sit down, laughing that Pryce was still staring at Faith with surprise.
Faith walked over to him and snapped her fingers in front of his eyes. He didn't blink. "Was it really that shocking?" She asked.
That was when Lupin walked into the room. "Is there a problem?"
"I think I shocked him." Faith replied laughing softly at Lupin's look. "He didn't believe that I was a slayer. So I called him up here to make a point." She replied looking at the display of knifes that were on the floor and the one that was in her hands.
"You didn't?" Lupin laughed. He laughed even harder when he saw the 'I'm innocent' look. "I'll take him to the Infirmary." He replied once his laugher died down.
Seeing the class' look she answered their unasked question. "He didn't really believe it either, so earlier today I had him do the same exercise."
Draco just grinned in the corner.
"Okay, well since class is almost over. You can ask any questions that you might have. But let it be known that we're starting basic defense next class. Professor Dumbledore has okayed my request for the students to wear muggle clothing so that you can move freely." She replied. "Yes, Ms. Granger?"
"If you're a slayer, and here, whose watching the demons?"
"Good question. But first let me ask you this. Does anyone know what a rouge slayer is." She asked and noticed Draco's hand. "Besides Mr. Malfoy." She added. A pause, and then "No one?" Sighing she said, "Take it away Mr. Malfoy."
"A rouge slayer is a slayer that had a falling out with who she is." He replied.
"Good, Mr. Malfoy. Ten points to Slytherins." She said, but continued, "To answer your question, Ms. Granger; there was a twist of fate and there are two slayers. One who is on a hellmouth, and me whose here."
"How is that possible?" Harry asked.
"Well let's see, the slayer that's on the hellmouth, lets call her Goldilocks. She was drowned a couple of years ago, but was revived. The next slayer was called Kendra; she had an unfortunate downfall at the hands of Drusilla. Then there's me." She waited for a reaction. "That's all for today. At the next class I'll split you up into pairs and we'll work on the basics." The class had all left with the exception of the terrible trio, and Draco. "Did you have a question?" She asked taking a seat at her desk.
A few moments of silence ended with, "You're her."
"And who might that be, Mr. Potter?" Faith asked standing up to pick up the pile knifes on the ground. Walking over to the chest she gently placed them inside and then locked it up.
"The one that had Malfoy acting all nice to us." Harry said finding his voice.
Faith looked at Draco with a 'what are they talking about' face. "Oh, you must mean the reason he was too busy to cut you down." She replied reading Draco's look.
"What did I tell you slayer. They missed my low blows." Draco replied causing Faith to laugh.
"You three are nuts. He's picked on you for 6 years and you're not relieved that he's not calling you names." Faith replied sitting down at her desk. At their nodes she suddenly had an idea. "Well then, how about the four of you write me a scroll and a half about each other." At their looks she silently prayed that Draco wouldn't kill her. "Meaning that you three need to write about Mr. Malfoy and he in turn needs to write about you three." With that said she was up and to her room before Draco came running.
"Faith, that's bloody not fair." He replied.
"Well maybe you'll learn a little about them." Faith replied she'd changed her password before he came out of the room. "Have it done by Friday, Mr. Malfoy." She said with an evil twinkle in her eyes.
"You're insane." He replied.
"I know." She said walking into her room. She hadn't realized Draco had followed her until his arms went around her waist.
TBC