I'm not teaching them!!!!
"I think we shall start roll call over again as some of the students were detained." Sirius could only assume this was Remus's way of redirecting the class's attention to the subject at hand. Never having taught before he started taking mental notes on everything from wording to body posture to the students reaction. Next followed a list of names Sirius only half remembered; he would need to be able to remember most of the students names in the school though, subtracting those of course, that had opted out of taking this wonderful course in sixth and seventh year – how could a course be anything less then wonderful if it was taught by him anyway?
About the events of earlier Sirius had little, if not no opinion. Of course he was very surprised at Bakura's actions, but so would you if your friend Saruman started hugging trees and adopting orphaned hobbits. All Sirius could do was muse over the history Bakura had told him and try and read between the lines everything Bakura hadn't said.
"Ok we'll start the year off in strategy. Since personal defense has gone up a few notches in the past few months this is once more part of our curriculum. You did go over some of this with your teacher last year." This comment was greeted by a round of suppressed sniggers.
"After today we won't be teaching together you realize." Remus commented at dinner to Sirius.
It took Sirius a few minutes to digest this fact as he already had a mouth full of lettuce and being at the head table was taking him a bit of getting used to. "What!" Sirius exclaimed; he had of course assumed that he would just sit there, watch Remus, and insert points here and there. He couldn't mean that he would actually be teaching! The horror!
"It's like having too many cooks." When Remus received a blank look from his comrade he tried to explain. "Like the saying, 'too many cooks spoil the broth.' Well we can't have two people mashing information into the student's minds. So what I suggest is that we split the student body, you teach third years and I'll teach four as I've taught before." After a few moments thought. "On second thought I'll take the oldest four classes as they'll be the more difficult to teach and you can have the first through third years."
"I'm getting the midgets?!" Sirius exclaimed. His luck had sunk to an all time low it seemed.
"I had better not hear of you referring to them as such in class." Remus replied curtly.
"The little bugs can't form a coherent thought inside their tiny little skulls!" Sirius protested.
"Then you should get along fine." Remus retorted firmly, as if to say 'end of discussion'. "Now if you don't mind I have some studying to do." Getting up he made his way down the table and out the doors to the Entrance Way. Sirius watched his every move, shocked.
Now he was alone. Most of these teachers had been teaching when he was at school and so were categorized as 'ancient' and Bakura was nowhere to be seen. Sirius's mind wandered as he gnawed on a chicken leg. What kind of duel would Bakura, despiser of all wizard kind, partake in? Sirius would have to remember to ask.
"But do I have to teach them?" Sirius asked Remus for what had to be the millionth time.
"Yes!" Remus replied for what had to be the two millionth time.
"Why?"
"Because you've never taught before and this will be simple for you."
"But what sorts of things do they teach in first year?"
"Do I look like a textbook?"
"No... why?"
"Because that's where you should be looking!"
Sirius had invaded the last of Remus's sanctuaries, The Library, and was making a royal pain of himself. Well, if Remus said he should consult the first year's textbook then that's what Sirius would do; but it wasn't like he wasn't going to question it first. Questions almost always cut out half the work. People just tell you what to do, but if you question what they say then they have to rethink it and the situation; do they really need what you're going to be doing? So as shown, complaining and asking endless questions can be a very good thing if properly applied. This is what he really should be teaching the first years, not all this crap about gnomes.
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