A/N Well, I have decided, being the silly adult that I am, to post the first part that I have written for chapter 6. It is capable of standing on it's own.....and well....it's better than no post at all.

SO......with out further ado........here it is!

Disclaimer: I own nothing..........with the exception of Aurora........she's mine damn it!!! You can't have her!!

Chappie 6

Aurora woke up early to the sound of her alarm blaring loudly in her ear. She roller over and began smacking the night stand looking for the snooze button. It was 6:30. She groaned slightly as she sat up on the edge of her bed yawning and stretching her arms. Breakfast wasn't going to be served for a while, but Aurora needed the extra time to prepare herself for her first day of classes. Picking up her robes, she headed off to the shower decideing to leave her long blonde curls from the night before.

Turning on the water in her shower she stripped off her nightgown and starred at herself in the mirror. Running her hands over her shoulders, she gently traced the intricate lines of the two black tribal tattoo bands that adorned her triceps. She flexed her muscles that had developed over the years. She let her fingers fall to her abdomin and traced the third tattoo that graced the front of her body. She frowned slightly remembering the reason she had gotten this specific peice of art work. It was a chinese symbol that stood for love. To her it meant alot. It stood for the love of someone special. The love she had for herself. The only love that really mattered. Turning her back to the mirror she looked at the last two of her tattoos. Two paw prints on her shoulder and another tribal on her lower back. All five of these had been added to her body during the two years she had spent in America. She sighed deeply and made her way into the shower.

After spending an hour preping herself, she stood in front of her mirror again examineing the end result. She had bought a new wardrobe just so she would look the part of a Professor. She now wore one of her favorite suits. A balck skirt that sat 6 inches above her knee, a white button up blouse covered by a black jacket, and black sitletto heals.

"I guess I look like a teacher." She said out loud to the image in the mirror.

"You look absolutly amazing!" The mirror replyed.

Aurora jumped as the mirror spoke to her.

"What the hell?" She said in shock.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk," The mirror said, "A proffsor should not be using that type of language!"

Shaking her head at the mirrors comment, Aurora made a mental note of not talking to herself in front of her mirror.

Glanceing one last time at her reflection she smiled and made her way out of her room and towards the Great Hall.

It was almost 8:00am by the time Aurora sat herself down at the staff table. She glanced out over the hall noticeing that it was almost full. Just as she was about to dive into another thought, she heard someone slam down into the seat next to her. Now that Hermione had gone, she was sitting right next to Draco. She heard him sigh loudly and decided not to inquire about what might be wrong.

"Good morning students." Dumbledore bellowed, as he stood up from his seat. "I trust you all slept well on your first night. I hope that your first day of classes go just as well. After breakfast has begun, your schedules will be given out. If you have any complaints about your classes, please see your House Head to try to sort out the problem. Now, TUCK IN!"

Aurora surveyed the food selection in front of her. Not seeing anything she wanted she stared at her plate and thought about an assortment of fruit. Suddenly her plate filled with a colorful fruit salad. She smiled brightly and began to dig into her healthly breakfast.

She had almost finished her whole plate when the Hall filled with the sound of chairs being shifted on the floor. She looked up as students were begining to leave the Hall, and a few others were headed towards the staff table. She swore in her head for being the Head of Gryffindor House and knowing that she would have to deal with a few unhappy students.

Her frown was suddenly driven away as a red headed boy walked towards her clutching a peice of parchment and wearing a very frightened look upon his face.

'This must be Ron's son.' She thought, as the boy walked up the stairs and stood in front of her.

"Mr. Weasley I presume." She said smileling, as the boys head shot up.

"U-uhh, yes mam." He said in a very shaky voice.

"Please, call me Professor Rayne. What can I do for you?"

"Um, Professor Rayne, my schedule says 'muggle studies' and I didn't sign up for it"

Aurora's smile widend even more as she starred down at the small boy.

"Your father was the one that signed you up for that class Mr. Weasly."

"But, but, how do you know?" His fear had now subsided and confusion was now apparent in his blue eyes.

"I suppose you'd have to take that up with him. Now, go on. You'll live through it, I promise." She smiled one last time as she shooed the youngster away. Her gaze following him back to the Gryffindor table until the voice of the Headmaster brought her back to reality.

"He's the spitting image of his father, isn't he?" Albus asked.

"Oh yes. He looks just like Ron when he was that age."

Aurora sat at her desk waiting for her first class to begin when she heard a loud commotion coming from the hall way outside of her class.

'It's only the first day and already I have to deal with immature students.' She said rolling her eyes.

Aurora walked out into the hallway to find most of the first years that should have been in her classroom, standing in a circle surounding two students.

"Your father is nothing but a loser. He shouldn't even be allowed to work in the ministry." Yelled a black haired boy.

"At least my father wasn't a Death Eater. Your family are the ones who are losers. Following some retard around like a lost puppy." Dylan Weasley was now pouting his bottom lip while making a whining noise like a little puppy.

"Why you peice of....."

"ENOUGH" Aurora was just in time to stop the fight before anyones wands had been drawn. "Everyone get to class NOW!"

The students quickly dispersed to their classes. Most of them had entered Auroras classroom which was now deathly quiet.

'Just what I wanted to start my first day.' Aurora thought to herself as she stormed to the front of the class.

"I am very, very displeased with your actions Mr. Weasley and Mr. Vilmor. 30 points from both Gryffindor and Slytherin."

"30 points! Thats unfair we didn't even do anything!" Shouted the Slytherin boy in protest.

"Mr.Vilmor, I suggest you shut your mouth before I decide to take any more points from you!"

Aurora had now been pushed further than she thought she'd be pushed on her first day. She had been pushed into a bad mood and would now make her first years understand that she was not going to put up with anymore trouble ever again.

"Now. Get out your books and note taking supplys. Thanks to Mr. Vilmor, your lesson today is going to be alot more than I had originally planed."

The whole class groaned as Aurora headed to her black board and made the first set of notes appear.

By the end of class, all of the students were sending death glares to the Slytherin boy who had caused them such torment. Just as Aurora was about to dismiss the class she decided to give them one last gift.

"As for homework. I want 2 feet of parchment explaining Transfiguration. You're now dismissed."

The class groaned once again as all of the students began to pack up their things and leave the classroom.

A/N: Ok I know its not that eventful, but I promise, there is a reason for this chapter. You'll see later on!! Oh yeah...I have something to clear up.....Hermione isn't teaching at Hogwarts. Her and Aurora are best friends and she was only there to visit Aurora and to help her prepare. There had been an explination of that in the story but somehow it disapeared! Hope that fixes any confusion that anyone might have had!! Sorry!!