(My writing style might have changed, so I apologize for it... I am trying to pick right back up into the story where I was before.)
The First Test
Hermione checked the sundial out the window, ten past the top of the hour, again. Proffessor ShadowLight was always late to class by at least ten minutes, but she had gotten use to that by writing what the students had to have done in that time on the chalk board. Or, she would write a note and leave it for Hermione to write up, seeing how in the past few weeks Hermione had learned Dragonic very well. Proffessor would write the note in Dragonic and Hermione would write it up on the board in English, that way, nobody knew that the teacher could barely read or write English.
Mostly, she had Harry, Ron and Hermione help her after classes, grading tests and helping her learn English, and so far, she could almost grade things by herself, with a little help from them. But writing was still difficult, although she hid the fact well.
It had been several weeks since the beginning of class, all pupils and teacher were learning very well. The students greeted the mornings frantic Dragonic "Good Morning" with their own grumbling hellos. They learned by reading and doing things, and they all seemed to have fun with the subject, all except for Malfoy.
Malfoy never got to class on time, using the teachers cronic tardiness to his benefit; he never did any of the class work and always knew how to piss the teacher off just enough to get to stay after class. Today was no different. Just seconds before the teacher came galloping into the classroom, Malfoy slipped into his seat and looked up at the board that said in Hermione's fancy handwriting, "Read Chapter 6 today" Malfoy opened his book just as Professor ran in.
She grumbled the good morning and sat her sloppily kept briefcase on the floor beside her empty desk. The class grumbled back their own good mornings.
"Close your books... today is the test I have promised you all!" She smiled happily. Malfoy turned whiter than snow for a minute. "Test?" He whispered to Goyle, who looked slightly prepared.
"Yes, Mr. Malfoy, a test on the first six chapters that you have read every morning because I have a slight problem getting to class on time, I am SURE that you have read all six chapters and are fully prepared for the test? Right sir?" She grinned her gleaming white teeth at him and he gulped, "Of course I am Ma'am..." Something about that smile made him VERY uneasy around her.
"Very well... Draco, hand out the tests, and be sure to note that they are charmed to prevent any use of magic, cheating and such, to improve one's score..." She glanced over at Crabbe and Goyle, and then at Malfoy. "So no cheating..."
Malfoy handed out the parchments, sweating the whole while. He hadn't read a single chapter, and these were very long chapters. He mumbled to himself as he sat down with his own parchment and looked at the questions, penned in the teachers long and fancy handwriting.
"You have an hour, begin." She said softly as she sat down and watched the class.
Malfoy turned and glanced at Hermione, Harry and Ron, who were all scribbling down on their parchments, then he glanced at Crabbe and Goyle, who to his surprise where also scribbling quickly on the parchments in front of them. Malfoy gulped and realized that he was the only one in the class not to have studied. He looked down at his parchments in front of him and read the first question...
"Mr. Malfoy, in chapter One, what is the natural habitat of most eastern types of dragons? Please lable the map below and tell where each type orginated..." he read to himself quietly. He sighed and scribbled down something. Then he read the next question.
"Draco, what is the way to talk down a charging dragon?" He knew this one... he had heard it in class, one of the only days he had actually paid attention. He scribbled it down.
"Describe the mating behaviors of the LionDragons" Malfoy became perplexed. What were liondragons? Malfoy felt the sweat beading on his brow as he swallowed hard. Then he got an idea... Goyle was sitting right next to him, and he seemed to know the awnsers to the test just fine. Goyle was Malfoy's friend and wouldn't mind if he just got one awnser off of him... besides Malfoy needed help, and badly.
The silence of the classroom was interrupted with the loud ZAP from over by Crabbe and Goyle. Malfoy had attempted to cheat, and everyone knew it now. "Mr. Malfoy... detention for attempting to cheat, after I told you not to." Professor said to the charred and blackened Malfoy. Harry looked at Ron and Ron looked at Harry. "Remind me not to cheat off of Hermione..."
"Let's hang back, the teacher is going to talk to Malfoy." Hermione said.
"Yeah, I would love to see the look on his face when he learns that he is going to flunk a class." Ron smiled.
"I don't know guys, there is something weird about this..." Harry said softly as he began to pull the invisiblity cloak from his backpack.
"Yeah, Malfoy is getting into trouble and it isn't OUR fault for once." Ron said, almost bursting into laughter.
The door was cracked to ShadowLight's office as the trio snuck towards it. The yelling inside came from Malfoy.
"You are a horrible teacher, wait until my FATHER hears about this!" Malfoy stormed out of the room.
"Oh, I was hopping for that, Mr. Malfoy, your father and I have some unfinished business to attend to..." Came the soft growling response.
((Sorry about the short chapter, but while I was falling asleep last night, I got an idea for the plot, and I have to get to the point soon...))
The First Test
Hermione checked the sundial out the window, ten past the top of the hour, again. Proffessor ShadowLight was always late to class by at least ten minutes, but she had gotten use to that by writing what the students had to have done in that time on the chalk board. Or, she would write a note and leave it for Hermione to write up, seeing how in the past few weeks Hermione had learned Dragonic very well. Proffessor would write the note in Dragonic and Hermione would write it up on the board in English, that way, nobody knew that the teacher could barely read or write English.
Mostly, she had Harry, Ron and Hermione help her after classes, grading tests and helping her learn English, and so far, she could almost grade things by herself, with a little help from them. But writing was still difficult, although she hid the fact well.
It had been several weeks since the beginning of class, all pupils and teacher were learning very well. The students greeted the mornings frantic Dragonic "Good Morning" with their own grumbling hellos. They learned by reading and doing things, and they all seemed to have fun with the subject, all except for Malfoy.
Malfoy never got to class on time, using the teachers cronic tardiness to his benefit; he never did any of the class work and always knew how to piss the teacher off just enough to get to stay after class. Today was no different. Just seconds before the teacher came galloping into the classroom, Malfoy slipped into his seat and looked up at the board that said in Hermione's fancy handwriting, "Read Chapter 6 today" Malfoy opened his book just as Professor ran in.
She grumbled the good morning and sat her sloppily kept briefcase on the floor beside her empty desk. The class grumbled back their own good mornings.
"Close your books... today is the test I have promised you all!" She smiled happily. Malfoy turned whiter than snow for a minute. "Test?" He whispered to Goyle, who looked slightly prepared.
"Yes, Mr. Malfoy, a test on the first six chapters that you have read every morning because I have a slight problem getting to class on time, I am SURE that you have read all six chapters and are fully prepared for the test? Right sir?" She grinned her gleaming white teeth at him and he gulped, "Of course I am Ma'am..." Something about that smile made him VERY uneasy around her.
"Very well... Draco, hand out the tests, and be sure to note that they are charmed to prevent any use of magic, cheating and such, to improve one's score..." She glanced over at Crabbe and Goyle, and then at Malfoy. "So no cheating..."
Malfoy handed out the parchments, sweating the whole while. He hadn't read a single chapter, and these were very long chapters. He mumbled to himself as he sat down with his own parchment and looked at the questions, penned in the teachers long and fancy handwriting.
"You have an hour, begin." She said softly as she sat down and watched the class.
Malfoy turned and glanced at Hermione, Harry and Ron, who were all scribbling down on their parchments, then he glanced at Crabbe and Goyle, who to his surprise where also scribbling quickly on the parchments in front of them. Malfoy gulped and realized that he was the only one in the class not to have studied. He looked down at his parchments in front of him and read the first question...
"Mr. Malfoy, in chapter One, what is the natural habitat of most eastern types of dragons? Please lable the map below and tell where each type orginated..." he read to himself quietly. He sighed and scribbled down something. Then he read the next question.
"Draco, what is the way to talk down a charging dragon?" He knew this one... he had heard it in class, one of the only days he had actually paid attention. He scribbled it down.
"Describe the mating behaviors of the LionDragons" Malfoy became perplexed. What were liondragons? Malfoy felt the sweat beading on his brow as he swallowed hard. Then he got an idea... Goyle was sitting right next to him, and he seemed to know the awnsers to the test just fine. Goyle was Malfoy's friend and wouldn't mind if he just got one awnser off of him... besides Malfoy needed help, and badly.
The silence of the classroom was interrupted with the loud ZAP from over by Crabbe and Goyle. Malfoy had attempted to cheat, and everyone knew it now. "Mr. Malfoy... detention for attempting to cheat, after I told you not to." Professor said to the charred and blackened Malfoy. Harry looked at Ron and Ron looked at Harry. "Remind me not to cheat off of Hermione..."
"Let's hang back, the teacher is going to talk to Malfoy." Hermione said.
"Yeah, I would love to see the look on his face when he learns that he is going to flunk a class." Ron smiled.
"I don't know guys, there is something weird about this..." Harry said softly as he began to pull the invisiblity cloak from his backpack.
"Yeah, Malfoy is getting into trouble and it isn't OUR fault for once." Ron said, almost bursting into laughter.
The door was cracked to ShadowLight's office as the trio snuck towards it. The yelling inside came from Malfoy.
"You are a horrible teacher, wait until my FATHER hears about this!" Malfoy stormed out of the room.
"Oh, I was hopping for that, Mr. Malfoy, your father and I have some unfinished business to attend to..." Came the soft growling response.
((Sorry about the short chapter, but while I was falling asleep last night, I got an idea for the plot, and I have to get to the point soon...))