Chapter three!!! Please R+R I'd love to have some comments, will be adding
a bit about the marauders in later chapters, back flashes I think, so that
should be good, oh and please slap me if I spell any ones name wrong, my
brother has nicked off with my books so I cant check the spellings
grrrrrrrrrrr:o)
Chapter 3; Meetings of New and Old
"Can I then? Promise I'll sit in the corner and keep my mouth shut" she asked in a vague attempt at humour. All three heads turned to each in silent agreement "Thanks" she added and stepped into the small room sat down by the doorway, opened her small suitcase and started to shuffle through various parchments half heartedly, until she found a small book entitled 'Magical Teaching: The Idiots Guide' and began to leaf through the thin pages, a small frown appearing on her forehead,
"Why are you reading that?" Hermione enquired indignantly
"Because I'm supposed to be teaching this year and, well.... I've never done it before" she laughed "but if I go by this book I think you'll all end up hating me, it has three chapters on how to reprimand unruly children, I think the women that wrote this had issues with kids, our perhaps taught me?"
"How can you be a Dark Arts teacher and not know how to teach, I take it that's the subject you'll be taking?"
"Yup, well Remus did it I don't see why I can't; mind he had a lot more patients than me, he laughed at me when I told him. Nevertheless, I've had enough experience in the Dark Arts, a class full of children should be a plain sailing, I hope anyway, mind then again, I know half the parents of you lot" she smiled.
"You know Remus?" Ron managed to get the question in before Harry could start,
"All my life, well from when I started here at eleven, great bloke, a better man than me, more relaxed too, another reason as to why he was most probably a better teacher than I will be. Do you know him very well?" she knew the answer of course but asked anyway.
"He was one of my dad's best friends, he looks after me a bit" Harry began rather quietly, he didn't exactly know why he was telling her, but she seemed to look familiar, but he couldn't quite remember.
"Why are you asking? If you know Remus wouldn't you already know?" Ron questioned
"Your right, I do already know, but never presume anything, for all I know there could be two Mr Potters in this school, though you do look the image of your Dad, but I think there's some of Lily in there too thank the lord, perhaps you have some of her sense?" she smiled lightly, watching this information tick over in his head and waited patiently for the inevitable question, and thought to her self how best to answer it.
"You knew my parents?" he asked hesitantly
"Yes" she smiled "Quiet well, I was in mostly all there classes, I was quite good friends with your mother, played Quidditche with your farther and your god farther Sirius, although James was always the better player Sirius would never have admitted to it, all to do with positions according to him. Me and Lily lived together for a while, until of course the inevitable happened, she and James moved in together, throwing out Sirius and Remus and leaving them with me until the whole Azkaban fiasco, controlling his temper as usual" she watched the saddened look in his eyes "Anyway" she began softly "That's past, have to keep our minds to the present" 'a good enough answer' she thought to her self 'not everything, but enough'
The small carriage fell silent minus the noise of the train as it sped through the countryside. It was left to Hermione to start the conversation off again.
"You said that you'd had a lot of experience in Defence against the Dark Arts? How come? You're not a teacher"
Thankful for the conversation she began to talk "I was, until approximately two and a half hours ago an Auror, and a good one at that, but times change, as do alliances, and mine to the ministry is lost, so I'm here, as a teacher and also to help safe guard the people inside of Hogwarts like you."
"I think my Dad said something about you before, how he was thankful that you'd joined the order, a good alias or something?"
"Yes Mr Weasly's a good man, a good friend too although I don't get much time to catch up with anybody, need more people like him in the ministry that's for sure"
"Wouldn't it be a better idea for you to stay in the ministry? You know, inform people of what's going on" Hermione started eagerly
"I have been doing that for two years almost, but I can't do it anymore, for more than the simple reasons of what they are hiding, I have my reasons, plus Dumbledore said he'd be thankful for a new professor and I thought, wisely or not, that it'd be a good change, I've got lots of ideas, I thought about a defence club, similar to a duelling club, well actually a Duelling club, I thought I'd have some fun, see how many pupils I can kill off before the end of term" she laughed "Although I'll have to look for a teacher to help with all that, I'll ask Minerva, she's usually helpful, but I think I'll keep the classes for the older students, teach anyone else what they want to know in lessons. So, are my ideas any good?"
"Our last duelling club didn't go so well" Hermione began tentatively.
"Lockhart was an idiot" Ron muttered
"Very true, never liked the man, always up his own arse, and the fact he spent two years of his life thinking I was madly in love with him" she continued smiling "fuck wit. But I assure you, I'm no idiot, I've done it all before not just talked about it, or published it in various volumes of crap second hand fact"
Before the conversation could continue a black figure entered the room, and directed his wand towards Alexandra.
"If you would so kindly inform me who you are?" A mans icy voice echoed around the small room.
She stood up slowly, gently placing the papers that were formally on her lap onto the seat, and turned to face him, smiling gently to see if the familiar face remembered her,
"You must remember me? I do you; perhaps I'm not that memorable Severus?"
After a short silence he murmured "Borealis"
"Precisely, though you could at least sound happy about the fact. I never did you any harm"
"True, but you happen to be affiliated with certain characters I still bare grudge to, you can't blame me. I do not truly know your disposition, so I am still wary" she notice a trace of a smile pass his face "But that still does not explain your visit, care to elaborate?"
"I am surprised you, of all people, are in the dark of my being here? I would presume that you would have at least asked as to who the new Defence Against the Dark arts teacher was? It is my turn to take up the cursed job it appears"
"You? Such a high job to a woman who hasn't seen a days teaching in her life? To the one who practically traumatised various teachers in the past? I can't see Dumbledore's sense in the matter" he spat
"I have never traumatised a teacher in my entire life, I would accept, hurt, upset, pissed off, sectioned, and turning into various animals, but traumatised? Never!" she smiled wryly
"Hmm, I'm sure" he said doubtingly.
"And as to teaching? Your right I haven't taught, but I'm willing to give it ago. I'll ask them what they want to do, what they feel would help, at these times Snape, nothing is as it should be, everything is changing, just as it did before and if you don't remember I had to see what happened to people who were unprepared"
Harry began to feel a growing respect for this woman, she acted like she was an idiot to be frank, but she had something about her, she thought about things, what she had just said made sense to him, it was what he believed, what he knew people wanted to know.
"But" she began "I would be most indebted if you would show my where I'm supposed to be sitting, I feel I have intruded too much on your hospitality" she said eyeing all three as they sat in their seats,
"Gladly" he answered her with as much sarcasm that he could muster, but inclined his head towards the door, showing her to come with him.
"I'll see you later then" she smiled and began to make her way to the door.
"Bye" all three chorused behind her.
Short I know, but the next one will be longer, any how, I ask of you again please R=R even to say you've read it I don't care!!!! Please :o)
Chapter 3; Meetings of New and Old
"Can I then? Promise I'll sit in the corner and keep my mouth shut" she asked in a vague attempt at humour. All three heads turned to each in silent agreement "Thanks" she added and stepped into the small room sat down by the doorway, opened her small suitcase and started to shuffle through various parchments half heartedly, until she found a small book entitled 'Magical Teaching: The Idiots Guide' and began to leaf through the thin pages, a small frown appearing on her forehead,
"Why are you reading that?" Hermione enquired indignantly
"Because I'm supposed to be teaching this year and, well.... I've never done it before" she laughed "but if I go by this book I think you'll all end up hating me, it has three chapters on how to reprimand unruly children, I think the women that wrote this had issues with kids, our perhaps taught me?"
"How can you be a Dark Arts teacher and not know how to teach, I take it that's the subject you'll be taking?"
"Yup, well Remus did it I don't see why I can't; mind he had a lot more patients than me, he laughed at me when I told him. Nevertheless, I've had enough experience in the Dark Arts, a class full of children should be a plain sailing, I hope anyway, mind then again, I know half the parents of you lot" she smiled.
"You know Remus?" Ron managed to get the question in before Harry could start,
"All my life, well from when I started here at eleven, great bloke, a better man than me, more relaxed too, another reason as to why he was most probably a better teacher than I will be. Do you know him very well?" she knew the answer of course but asked anyway.
"He was one of my dad's best friends, he looks after me a bit" Harry began rather quietly, he didn't exactly know why he was telling her, but she seemed to look familiar, but he couldn't quite remember.
"Why are you asking? If you know Remus wouldn't you already know?" Ron questioned
"Your right, I do already know, but never presume anything, for all I know there could be two Mr Potters in this school, though you do look the image of your Dad, but I think there's some of Lily in there too thank the lord, perhaps you have some of her sense?" she smiled lightly, watching this information tick over in his head and waited patiently for the inevitable question, and thought to her self how best to answer it.
"You knew my parents?" he asked hesitantly
"Yes" she smiled "Quiet well, I was in mostly all there classes, I was quite good friends with your mother, played Quidditche with your farther and your god farther Sirius, although James was always the better player Sirius would never have admitted to it, all to do with positions according to him. Me and Lily lived together for a while, until of course the inevitable happened, she and James moved in together, throwing out Sirius and Remus and leaving them with me until the whole Azkaban fiasco, controlling his temper as usual" she watched the saddened look in his eyes "Anyway" she began softly "That's past, have to keep our minds to the present" 'a good enough answer' she thought to her self 'not everything, but enough'
The small carriage fell silent minus the noise of the train as it sped through the countryside. It was left to Hermione to start the conversation off again.
"You said that you'd had a lot of experience in Defence against the Dark Arts? How come? You're not a teacher"
Thankful for the conversation she began to talk "I was, until approximately two and a half hours ago an Auror, and a good one at that, but times change, as do alliances, and mine to the ministry is lost, so I'm here, as a teacher and also to help safe guard the people inside of Hogwarts like you."
"I think my Dad said something about you before, how he was thankful that you'd joined the order, a good alias or something?"
"Yes Mr Weasly's a good man, a good friend too although I don't get much time to catch up with anybody, need more people like him in the ministry that's for sure"
"Wouldn't it be a better idea for you to stay in the ministry? You know, inform people of what's going on" Hermione started eagerly
"I have been doing that for two years almost, but I can't do it anymore, for more than the simple reasons of what they are hiding, I have my reasons, plus Dumbledore said he'd be thankful for a new professor and I thought, wisely or not, that it'd be a good change, I've got lots of ideas, I thought about a defence club, similar to a duelling club, well actually a Duelling club, I thought I'd have some fun, see how many pupils I can kill off before the end of term" she laughed "Although I'll have to look for a teacher to help with all that, I'll ask Minerva, she's usually helpful, but I think I'll keep the classes for the older students, teach anyone else what they want to know in lessons. So, are my ideas any good?"
"Our last duelling club didn't go so well" Hermione began tentatively.
"Lockhart was an idiot" Ron muttered
"Very true, never liked the man, always up his own arse, and the fact he spent two years of his life thinking I was madly in love with him" she continued smiling "fuck wit. But I assure you, I'm no idiot, I've done it all before not just talked about it, or published it in various volumes of crap second hand fact"
Before the conversation could continue a black figure entered the room, and directed his wand towards Alexandra.
"If you would so kindly inform me who you are?" A mans icy voice echoed around the small room.
She stood up slowly, gently placing the papers that were formally on her lap onto the seat, and turned to face him, smiling gently to see if the familiar face remembered her,
"You must remember me? I do you; perhaps I'm not that memorable Severus?"
After a short silence he murmured "Borealis"
"Precisely, though you could at least sound happy about the fact. I never did you any harm"
"True, but you happen to be affiliated with certain characters I still bare grudge to, you can't blame me. I do not truly know your disposition, so I am still wary" she notice a trace of a smile pass his face "But that still does not explain your visit, care to elaborate?"
"I am surprised you, of all people, are in the dark of my being here? I would presume that you would have at least asked as to who the new Defence Against the Dark arts teacher was? It is my turn to take up the cursed job it appears"
"You? Such a high job to a woman who hasn't seen a days teaching in her life? To the one who practically traumatised various teachers in the past? I can't see Dumbledore's sense in the matter" he spat
"I have never traumatised a teacher in my entire life, I would accept, hurt, upset, pissed off, sectioned, and turning into various animals, but traumatised? Never!" she smiled wryly
"Hmm, I'm sure" he said doubtingly.
"And as to teaching? Your right I haven't taught, but I'm willing to give it ago. I'll ask them what they want to do, what they feel would help, at these times Snape, nothing is as it should be, everything is changing, just as it did before and if you don't remember I had to see what happened to people who were unprepared"
Harry began to feel a growing respect for this woman, she acted like she was an idiot to be frank, but she had something about her, she thought about things, what she had just said made sense to him, it was what he believed, what he knew people wanted to know.
"But" she began "I would be most indebted if you would show my where I'm supposed to be sitting, I feel I have intruded too much on your hospitality" she said eyeing all three as they sat in their seats,
"Gladly" he answered her with as much sarcasm that he could muster, but inclined his head towards the door, showing her to come with him.
"I'll see you later then" she smiled and began to make her way to the door.
"Bye" all three chorused behind her.
Short I know, but the next one will be longer, any how, I ask of you again please R=R even to say you've read it I don't care!!!! Please :o)