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The first class bustled through the doors, in excitement for the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher.
Harry Potter.
They were very excited to have a legendary hero that was in many papers to teach them, barely 2nd years in Hogwarts. Of course, the people whose parents despised him, which were mainly Slytherin, despised him also, but still, he was popularity among students.
As all the 2nd years squirmed in their seats, Harry, or Professor Potter, came to the room. He was unmistakably, Harry Potter, not because of the awe of silence in the room, but because of his remarkable lightning shaped scar, his dark, tousled hair, and almond shaped green eyes. Some Slytherins sneered, but most of the class were silent in the double period of Griffindors' and Slytherins' 2nd years.
"Hello class. My name is Professor Potter. I'll be teaching Defense against the Dark Arts, or DADA, if you prefer." Eyebrows were raised, and glances were swapped when they found out Harry knew Hogwarts slang. They forget all of their teachers went through school too. It's just that they don't like slang. They like proper language.
The rest of the double period, Harry lectured about his class expectations and what they'll be learning throughout the year. Before Harry and his class of 2nd years knew it, class was over, and the bell of relief rang.
Bits and bits of comments went through the 2nd years.
"Wasn't he the best! He is so hot too!" a 2nd year said to her friend.
"Hot? He's like 10 years older than us!" her friend protested.
"Still isn't he an awesome teacher?" she questioned.
"Mmm, I guess, but who knows. People still think Professor Potter is evil." She replied.
"No way!" she replied with eager. And, so the conversations went like that, lies, truths, no one will ever know, unless they have guts to ask Professor Potter themselves. Of course, everybody either didn't care, or was scaredy cats.
While rumors leaped and jumped around Harry Potter, he was in deep thought. Thinking about his new job, Ginny Weasly, or maybe the speculation about the astronomy teacher retiring, we'll never know.
Yes indeed, the ancient astronomy teacher (Author's Note: I forgot the astronomy teacher's name, so if any of you guys know her name, it'll be of great help!), retired last year, and finally a teacher has been appointed, but she has not arrived yet. No one yet has known of her, except of Professor McGonagall, the headmistress. She of course has been very mysterious about the new teacher.
The dark cloaked figure stepped out of the chariot-like vehicle, silently, with only crickets making noise. Her figure was feminine, curvy, and the cloak hugged those curves, like a blanket on a baby. (Author's Note: I know a bad metaphor. Suggest new ones if you like.) After she took a few steps, she withdrew her dark hood, which gleamed of chocolate brown hair, with blonde highlights. Her face was pale, milky looking, piercing ice blue eyes in comparison. Her delicate nose was small and exactly 7 freckles speckled across the delicate small nose.
You probably never heard of her. She was named Sophie Dawson, and of course you might've guessed she was the new astronomy teacher.
It was the second day of teaching at Hogwarts. Students were fidgety because they were going to have an actual Astronomy teacher, instead of that old hag who substituted for Astronomy, who gave them work, then slept half the time. Again, the same group of 2nd years, which were there for Professor Potter's first class, was there. As they entered the classroom, they walked in with awe as they saw the enchantment in the classroom, which was dark, and filled with stars, even though it's noon. They didn't notice the professor until they reached their seats, and even then, they didn't stop staring in awe. They stared at awe at Professor Dawson, in her beauty.
Of course, the class went smoothly, something like this.
"Well, hello class. My name is Professor Dawson, your new astronomy teacher. I am sorry I am late, but I am here, and I hope that's what matters." Professor Dawson said in pace padded with confidence. The students nodded.
"Good. I hope all of you like Astronomy class, and many things are top priority to this class. First we will discuss the rules…" said Professor Dawson, or we'll soon call her Sophie, but no matter. The class went on, talking about rules, expectations, and the usual things. You should know. You probably is going or went to school. After the class, were the usual comments or gossip if you like?
"Did you see Professor Dawson's eyes? She is so beautiful!" said one.
"Well, duh, Steffie! She's drop dead gorgeous! Oh I know! Professor Potter and her should date!" said another.
"Oh, Cathy, that's a fab idea! We should def do it!" Said the one who's called Steffie.
And that's how the troubles began.
Author's Note: I know this chapter was very boring. I am so sorry. But it had to be done, especially for the introductions of Sophie Dawson, and Harry Potter to the students. There might be a love triangle. I really don't know right now.