Yes Miss Susan
Ok I don't own Harry Potter or Discworld so no sue.
Susan from Discworld becomes the new defense against dark teacher...need I say more
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Albus Dumbledore admired the view from a window as dawn crept over Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry. He had just finished talking with several Members of the Order of the Phoenix and the aftermath of their conversation had left him slightly confused. The whole world knew Voldemort was back (At least the part that knew who he was) so he had the support he hadn't had last year, but that wasn't what bothered him. What bothered him was that some unexplainable new elements had been added to the battle. Like the band of witches and wizards they had captured thinking that they were Death Eaters, the people had refused to talk at first but informed them that they had been hired by the Auditors after some interrogation. Who were the Auditors?
Another thing happening was that the natural balance of things was going completely haywire, Dumbledore didn't actually know how it was, it just was. Anyway, he had a knack for these sorts of things.
Another new arrival was that of his new DADA teacher, Miss Susan.
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It was dawn already and Susan had finished unpacking her belongings. Well the truth was that she hadn't taken long to pack, she had taken more time to finish reading the records Mr. Filch had so kindly given her, she probably should have been up at the teachers lounge introducing herself to her new co-workers but She, Susan was not a very social person. In fact most of the adults she spoke to did so out of necessity. Susan looked at her clock; it should have been almost time for dinner. The key word was should; Susan had started noticing things on her way to Hogwarts that other people wouldn't. Like now, Susan had checked the clock half an hour ago and left with exactly the same result as now. Her clock hadn't stopped, it never stopped, and it was a gift from her grandfather. In fact the sunset had lasted a little longer that sunset's usually do today as well. The thing was that nobody else noticed these subtle changes in the general flow of how the world worked. Some people might have an odd sense of de ja vu or just a feeling that something wasn't right, but they never noticed them.
This was what made Susan different from the rest of the world. Just as Susan was pondering this, an ornament fell off one of her shelves with a loud crash and a shadow made it's way somewhat sheepishly along to the other end.
"You do not exist, you are just a figment of my imagination" Began Susan in an almost futile attempt to shoo it away.
The shadow jumped down from the shelf and scampered across the floor before making a prominent "SQUEAK" before jumping and landing on her desk.
The death of Rats reached into its robes and brought out a fancy looking hourglass. As if to emphasize the hourglass it held it up and pointed at the name printed across the bottom. "SQUEAK!"
Susan looked down unaffected. "Tell him to do it, it's his job"
The death of rats, also known as the Grim Squeaker shook its skull. "SQUE EE EK"
Susan sighed again before answering. "I made it quite clear last time that I was, and will not be involved in this"
"SQUEAK SQUEAAAAK SQUEEEAK"
Susan caught the reference and narrowed her eyes. "I'll give you getting something out of the last one"
The Death of Rats was of course referring to Lobsang.
Just as Susan was about to retaliate she heard a knock at the door and the Death of Rats dissipated through the wall. Susan's visitor knocked again, this time a little louder so she got up and walked to the door, she was going to have a little talk with the Death of Rats next time they met.
The brass door handle clicked as the door opened and Susan found herself faceining a man that could have passed for a vampire. His pale skin stood out with his overly large nose against a mop of greasy black hair.
The man spoke "Professor Dumbledore has asked me to escort you to dinner, Professor Sto-Helit" He emphasized the last words in a mocking tone. Once again Susan narrowed her eyes.
"I Believe I can find my own way there professor-" She paused the kind of pause that clearly said he should state his name.
"Snape" he replied silkily before half closing the door and pausing. "Very well Professor Sto-Helit, it would be a shame if you missed dinner. We wouldn't want our newest staff member getting lost on the way now would we? He closed the door fully after adding that it would have been extremely impolite for her to be late.
The words Good Riddance was probably the most appropriate way to describe the way Susan had taken her brief encounter with Professor Snape. However, as far as she was concerned a co-worker was a co-worker and she had easily avoided them in the past.
Locking the door behind her Susan made her way to the Great Hall.
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Again, sorry for the Lateness of this chapter ^^;;; but anyways read, enjoy and hopefully review!
Ok I don't own Harry Potter or Discworld so no sue.
Susan from Discworld becomes the new defense against dark teacher...need I say more
**********
Albus Dumbledore admired the view from a window as dawn crept over Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry. He had just finished talking with several Members of the Order of the Phoenix and the aftermath of their conversation had left him slightly confused. The whole world knew Voldemort was back (At least the part that knew who he was) so he had the support he hadn't had last year, but that wasn't what bothered him. What bothered him was that some unexplainable new elements had been added to the battle. Like the band of witches and wizards they had captured thinking that they were Death Eaters, the people had refused to talk at first but informed them that they had been hired by the Auditors after some interrogation. Who were the Auditors?
Another thing happening was that the natural balance of things was going completely haywire, Dumbledore didn't actually know how it was, it just was. Anyway, he had a knack for these sorts of things.
Another new arrival was that of his new DADA teacher, Miss Susan.
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It was dawn already and Susan had finished unpacking her belongings. Well the truth was that she hadn't taken long to pack, she had taken more time to finish reading the records Mr. Filch had so kindly given her, she probably should have been up at the teachers lounge introducing herself to her new co-workers but She, Susan was not a very social person. In fact most of the adults she spoke to did so out of necessity. Susan looked at her clock; it should have been almost time for dinner. The key word was should; Susan had started noticing things on her way to Hogwarts that other people wouldn't. Like now, Susan had checked the clock half an hour ago and left with exactly the same result as now. Her clock hadn't stopped, it never stopped, and it was a gift from her grandfather. In fact the sunset had lasted a little longer that sunset's usually do today as well. The thing was that nobody else noticed these subtle changes in the general flow of how the world worked. Some people might have an odd sense of de ja vu or just a feeling that something wasn't right, but they never noticed them.
This was what made Susan different from the rest of the world. Just as Susan was pondering this, an ornament fell off one of her shelves with a loud crash and a shadow made it's way somewhat sheepishly along to the other end.
"You do not exist, you are just a figment of my imagination" Began Susan in an almost futile attempt to shoo it away.
The shadow jumped down from the shelf and scampered across the floor before making a prominent "SQUEAK" before jumping and landing on her desk.
The death of Rats reached into its robes and brought out a fancy looking hourglass. As if to emphasize the hourglass it held it up and pointed at the name printed across the bottom. "SQUEAK!"
Susan looked down unaffected. "Tell him to do it, it's his job"
The death of rats, also known as the Grim Squeaker shook its skull. "SQUE EE EK"
Susan sighed again before answering. "I made it quite clear last time that I was, and will not be involved in this"
"SQUEAK SQUEAAAAK SQUEEEAK"
Susan caught the reference and narrowed her eyes. "I'll give you getting something out of the last one"
The Death of Rats was of course referring to Lobsang.
Just as Susan was about to retaliate she heard a knock at the door and the Death of Rats dissipated through the wall. Susan's visitor knocked again, this time a little louder so she got up and walked to the door, she was going to have a little talk with the Death of Rats next time they met.
The brass door handle clicked as the door opened and Susan found herself faceining a man that could have passed for a vampire. His pale skin stood out with his overly large nose against a mop of greasy black hair.
The man spoke "Professor Dumbledore has asked me to escort you to dinner, Professor Sto-Helit" He emphasized the last words in a mocking tone. Once again Susan narrowed her eyes.
"I Believe I can find my own way there professor-" She paused the kind of pause that clearly said he should state his name.
"Snape" he replied silkily before half closing the door and pausing. "Very well Professor Sto-Helit, it would be a shame if you missed dinner. We wouldn't want our newest staff member getting lost on the way now would we? He closed the door fully after adding that it would have been extremely impolite for her to be late.
The words Good Riddance was probably the most appropriate way to describe the way Susan had taken her brief encounter with Professor Snape. However, as far as she was concerned a co-worker was a co-worker and she had easily avoided them in the past.
Locking the door behind her Susan made her way to the Great Hall.
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Again, sorry for the Lateness of this chapter ^^;;; but anyways read, enjoy and hopefully review!