---Chapter 9---

Harry spent all weekend preparing, practicing the spell, and confirming what he would and would not do as a teacher.

Harry woke up extra early so he could shower, get dressed.

Harry was sitting on his bed reading over things one last time Dobby came in with a letter from Dumbledore that read.

Harry,

Come to my office as soon as possible before breakfast.

Dumbledore

Harry gathered his stuff and went to Dumbledore's office. He sat down and Dumbledore wanted to help him with some stuff.

"Harry, I realized after you left that I never gave you something to wear, school robes will make you fit in with the rest of the students" Dumbledore said with a smile.

Harry examined the robe, it was a royal red with gold trimming to match his house colors, and also make his eyes stand out. Harry put it on and Dumbledore made adjustments to it since it was too long.

"One last thing, you are invited to sit with the teachers at the head table, however, if you choose, you do not have to." Dumbledore said.

"Honestly sir, I don't think I would feel comfortable up there, I would rather sit at my house table." Harry said a little embarrassed.

"That's perfectly fine Harry, I didn't expect you to honestly." Dumbledore said. "Well unless you have any other questions or concerns, your free to go."

"No questions, good bye sir."

"Good bye Harry"

Harry left, as he was leaving he took the robe off and folded it and held it along with his teaching books. Harry had swore to himself that he would not just sit at the desk and do nothing, that he would walk around and help them out. And would only take away points unless absolutely necessary.

Harry sat down next to Ron and Hermione who were already seated.

"Nervous?" Hermione asked?

"Just a little," Harry said. "You know what scared me the most though?"

"What?" Hermione and Ron asked.

"I was asked to sit at the table with the teachers." Harry said as he dropped some toast onto his plate.

"So why aren't you?" Ron asked

"Because, I don't feel comfortable."

"Why?" Ron asked

"I'm a sixth year student sitting with adults well above my age. Oh yeah that will look nice ages: 66 then 72 then 16 then 82 then 120. Yeah I fit in real well!" Harry said getting a little pissed off. (A/N: I made up ages)

"I see." Ron said.

"So what are you going to be teaching?" Hermione asked?

"Well first years, they will get an intro to how to cut, place, mix the ingredients, second years, will do an energy potion, third years will make sleeping and fourth will make truth potions. And I got a book with all the ingredients and how to put them on the board without writing them." Harry said in between taking bites of his toast.

Harry looked and saw he had ten minutes before he had to teach and looked at the teachers table and saw that they were starting to get up and leave. "Sorry guys, I have to go and get ready. See you at lunch." And he was off.

Down in the dungeons he prepared for his class, he put on his robe, looked in his book found the spell, put it on the board so it would say the ingredients and steps. Then he went to the closet and put all the ones they would need on every two tables. That was something he didn't think of. Partners! Well, for today and until they finished the potion, they would work with the person who sat next to them. With that the bell rang and he waited in the small office next to the classroom so he wouldn't scare anybody.

After the second bell rang he walked in to find everyone in their seat surprisingly.

"Good morning!" he said

Mumbles were said.

"Now, Now I know its early but it will get you ready. So let's try again 'Good morning'"

"Good morning"

"That's better. Now as most of you know I'm Harry Potter, you can call me Harry or Mr. Potter. Harry is preferred but if and when Professor Dumbledore walks in you must call me Mr. Potter. Understand?"

'Yes' and nods were seen and heard.

"Great, the steps are on the board, whoever your sitting next to is your partner, get started. I will be walking around to help you. Remember, I'm not Professor Snape.!"

Giggles were heard and then they started their potions and kept going. Harry helped a few students, he knew most of them since they were Gryffindor and Ravenclaw. Surprisingly, Dumbledore had not put Gryffindor with Slytherin. Five minutes before class was dismissed, Harry told them to put their cauldrons in the closet as well as the ingredients and then they were dismissed.

Harry went to his desk. Next period he had off. What do teachers do?

Once the students were gone, he put the ingredients and steps on the board put the ingredients on the desks. He was going to just leave and lock the door when Dumbledore walked in.

"Hello Mr. Potter"

"Hello Sir,"

"As I was walking here I heard squeals from the fourth years, they seemed to have a good time with you. Were they well behaved?"

"Yes, no problems at all"

"Very good." Dumbledore looked around and saw that Harry was all set up for the following period. He nodded as if he were pleased.

"Sir, this may sound dumb, but, what do the teachers do when they don't have class?"

"Well, yes, I see I have given you a free period with no other class of your own to attend. If you wish, Hagrid also has a free period this time too, you may go down to his hut and chat with him if you like, or go to your room and relax, stay here, read, go the Great Hall for a snack. There is no set rule, except not to bother another teacher who is teaching."

"Thanks sir, I think I will go and see Hagrid, I haven't seen him since I had my first class with him and I really didn't talk to him."

"Good idea, enjoy the rest of your classes…" and left.

Harry grabbed his keys, locked the door, and headed for Hagrids hut. When he arrived he knocked at the door and he comes to the door I cant type how he speaks if I do its very little "Hey, aren't you supposed to be in class?...Oh hey there Harry, I haven't seen you in ages. Come in come in."

"Hey Hagrid, how have you been?"

"Sick, that day that you had class, I was sick before that and I was sick that day. Haven't you noticed that I haven't been at the head table with the rest of the teachers?"

"Honestly no."

"Oh. Well how come yer wearing that red robe and not yer school robes?"

"Well I guess its your turn to be surprised. I got here, got my own room, Draco found me, got a new room, had an outburst with Snape, got sick, Snape got fired…"

"Professor Snape got fired?"

"Yup, and that's why I'm wearing this, I took his place."

"Yer kidding! Congratulations!" He gets up and give Harry a huge hug. "So you have free this period and came to see me?"

"Yup, I had nothing else to do, and when Dumbledore told me you had free this period I decided to drop by."

"Im glad you did. I'll make you a cup a tea and you can tell me all about yer summer and in more detail about how you got Prof…Snapes job."

Harry sat with Hagrid and filled him in on everything wished him better and headed back to his classroom.

Next was the third years and man can they have some attitude problems.

Harry opened the door and the third years came in. Harry said hello/good morning, explained what they were doing and then asked if there were any questions. Hands shot up. Questions were asked like "What happened to Professor Snape" and "How come you got chosen and not another teacher/adult" etc. By the time Harry got the class started with what they were supposed to be doing, they had 35 minutes out of 80 to do their potion. That was because there was Slytherin in this class.

When they were gone Harry prepared for the Second years, but luckily he had lunch. So he put the instructions/ingredients on the board and ingredients on their desk, closed and locked the door and Headed for the Great Hall.

Harry sat down and put his head down. Luckily he remembered to take off his robe before getting into the great hall and be laughed at. After sitting in silence for five minutes he started to put food on his plate when Ron and Hermione walked in to ask how his classes were going etc. etc.

Like he did this morning he left a few minutes earlier than usual to get down to the dungeons, Harry unlocked the door opened it to find everything in chaos and a person sitting at his desk in his chair with his/her back turned. "Hello Potter"