Teachers, Six
As they walked up to the school a conscience Malfoy walked up to them, shaking with anger, "You filthy…" He screamed, pulling out his wand.
Harry rolled his eyes, then with the agility of a born duelist he pulled out his wand and shouted, "Scilenco!" and Hermione followed with, "Expellarmious," and Daniel finished with, "Immpedia."
Jamie shook her head, "After six years of us and five years of Ginny torturing him he would finally learn to keep his big mouth shut."
Everyone nodded at this. "Windguardium Leviosa," Hermione said pointing at Malfoy's wand, "This should keep him busy for a while."
Everyone walked into the Great Hall and sat at the Gryffindor table and stared expectantly at the Sorting Hat.
The warning, last year, I gave to you,
But your memories have changed, I'm sure,
This warning hath come true,
We've all had pain to endure,
And I tell you now,
Royalty shall come,
Six shall come, I vow,
Students, six, the Royals are from,
The Founders four themselves are royal,
Related closely that they are,
they come to stop the turmoil,
And save the future, far.
Gryffindor the bravest, I call,
His cousin Ravenclaw, smarter than he,
Hufflepuff, tolerant of all,
Cunning Slytherin, we shall see.
The other two you will know well,
Merlin himself being one,
And they, crafty with spell,
Morgan le Faye not to be out done.
I call you six to send your gifts,
Through the sands of time,
To help stop all the rifts,
And help stop evil crime.
Oh, know the perils, read the signs,
The warning History shows,
For our Hogwarts is in danger
From external, deadly foes
And we must unite inside her
Or we'll crumble from within
I have told you, I have warned you…
Let the Sorting now begin.
There was a scattered applause, just as last year there had been.
"Kept it short this year, hasn't it?" Ron asked.
"Yeah," Harry answered, distracted.
Dumbledour stood and pronounced these words with great fervor, "Tuck in."
Everyone cheered and the golden plates filled with food. After the last traces of dessert had vanished, and Dumbledour had given his speech of welcome everyone walked to their common rooms. Harry, Ron, and Daniel bid the girls good night and walked up to their dormitories. The sign on the door now said sixth year boys. Bidding each other good night, the three boys slipped into their four-poster beds and immediately fell asleep.
In the morning Harry awoke ready to start the day. His feelings for today started to waver when he read his timetable.
Monday
8:00Advanced PotionsProfessor Snape
10:00Break
11:00Advanced Defense Against Dark ArtsProfessor Lupin
12:00Lunch
1:00Advanced TransfigurationProfessor McGonagall
2:00Advanced HerbologyProfessor Sprout
Tuesday
8:00Defense AssociationProfessor Potter, Weasley, Weasley, Granger, Black, and Black
9:00Advanced DuelingProfessor Black
!0:00Break
11:00Swords and ArcheryProfessor Potter
12:00Lunch
1:00Advanced CharmsProfessor Flitwick
2:00HealingProfessor Drake
Wednesday
8:00Advanced PotionsProfessor Snape
9:00Care of Magical CreaturesProfessor Hagrid
10:00Advanced DuelingProfessor Black
11:00Advanced Defense Against Dark ArtsProfessor Lupin
12:00Lunch
1:00Advanced HerbologyProfessor Sprout
2:00Break
Thursday
8:00Swords and ArcheryProfessor Potter
10:00Defense AssociationProfessor Potter, Weasley, Weasley, Granger, Black, and Black.
12:00Lunch
1:00Break
2:00Advanced TransfigurationProfessor McGonagall
Friday
8:00Break
9:00Care of Magical CreaturesProfessor Hagrid
10:00Advanced CharmsProfessor Flitwick
11:00HealingProfessor Drake
12:00Lunch
1:00Break
He'd no idea Sirius and Dad would teaching! This was going to be a great year! All the true Marauders at Hogwarts again! "Snape must be hating this," Harry thought with a grin.
When all his friends reached the table they shared his sentiments, "I had no idea Dad was teaching!" Jamie exclaimed.
"I can't wait to start teaching," Hermione told them enthusiastically
Ron looked at Harry and started pleading, "Please give me First and Second Years, or I'll die from over work."
Harry smiled, "Okay Ron. Any other volunteers?"
"Can I please have Seventh Years?" Hermione asked.
"I want Third Year." Daniel said.
"I want Fourth Year." Jamie said.
"Can I teach Fifth Year?" Ginny asked.
"Fine, I'll teach Sixth," Harry said laughing, "Make sure your ready by tomorrow, though."