Chapter four

When the students dropped out from the hall an half an hour later, Diana and professor McGonagall walked out through the teacher entrance behind the head table. Snape had disappeared even before the first students had stood from their seats, like he had fire in his ass. Diana pondered about that. Why had he acted like that? Maybe he always did that, it wouldn't surprise her really. Maybe he wanted to catch his son before he headed down to the Slytherin common room.

They started to climb the stairs, and at the third floor, they took a shortcut through a hidden passage, that Diana, of course, knew about since her days in school and they managed to reach the entrance to the Gryffindor tower at the same time as the students. The Head Girl, Ms Miranda Jenkins, spoke the password "Lion tamer" and the students trailed in to the common room, some more eager than others.

Ms Jenkins was on her way to direct the students to their dormitory's when Diana and Minerva joined them.

"Please remain in the common room for a moment!" The students came back down and looked at their head of house.

"Please, sit down, this can take a while." They hurried to take a seat, not wanting to disobey their Head of House, and Minerva spoke again.

"This year, you will have two Head of houses. Professor Malfoy has been asked to take care of some of my duties as Head of House Gryffindor, and if you want to talk to someone, please feel free to visit her in her office. If you want to discuss your education, you can go to her, or me, whatever you may prefer. She will also take over the whole responsibility for the Quidditch team, so you will go to her about a new captain and try-outs and so on."

Diana noticed that some of the students looked excited to have another Head of house, but some merely raised an eyebrow. She felt that it was her time to say something, so she cleared her throat.

"As you know, I was captain for the Gryffindor team in my seventh year. I know what it takes to coach and train a team, and there is few people that are really good at it. So, I need to see everyone from the team in action before I can make my choice. I will tell you when I have set a date for this, and I hope that you will be okay with the arrangement, if not, please feel free to say so."

She looked around at the students, and when no one said anything, she continued.

"Then, I hope to see all of you in my class tomorrow."

She wished them a good night and walked out, with Minerva behind her.

The common room in the teacherwing was empty, except for two persons sitting in the sofa in front of the fire, talking quietly to each other. Diana smiled when she saw who they were. Father and son.

Behind her, Minerva stopped and saw the two. She said nothing, just slipped past Diana and walked down the hall to her room with a soft smile on her lips.

The two hadn't realised that she was standing there yet, and Diana wondered what Severus reaction would be when he discovered her. They looked good together, but she felt weird when she looked at them. She couldn't have guessed that Snape ever had a son, or even a girlfriend. There was much to the man that no one saw.

She had somewhere hoped that she could get to know him better when she married Draco, but no such luck. He didn't took the news of their engagement too well, and Draco told her that he would come around. He never did. She didn't know exactly why he detested her so much. Sure, he had hated her father, but how could she be someone she didn't remember? It didn't make sense to her.

After a minute or to, the younger Snape turned his head and saw her standing beside the entrance. At first, she thought that he would ask her why she stood there, spying at them, but he just gave her a small nod and turned to his father again.

"I think I will go now, father." Severus nodded.

"Yes, do so son." The boy stood and made his way over to her.

"Good evening Professor Malfoy." He reached out his hand ans she took it.

"Good evening Mr Snape, I hope to see you in my class tomorrow." She gave the boy a small smile. This boy looked like his father, but he certainly didn't act like the man. Sure, he was as straightforward as his father, but she noticed that the boy had a softer way to speak, and his voice lacked the sarcasm that his fathers voice often held. She found herself wondering how Severus would sound without the dripping sarcasm.

"Certainly Professor, I look forward to it." He turned, bid his a father good night and stepped out of the commonroom.

Diana saw the look of distaste on the potion masters face. She sighed but chose not to comment. She gave him a nod and walked to her room without a word.

The first day of classes started with a lesson with the first year Slytherins and Gryffindors. Diana cursed Dumbledore and his way of thinking when he decided that Slytherins and Gryffindors would have classes together. That was always a precept for disaster. The man was impossible.

She smiled when the first students trailed in, and when the bell rang for the first lesson, she shut the door and looked at the silent class. To say that she wasn't nervous would be lying. She was terrified. Sure, she had taught before, during her own school-time, but hell, this was so much more than that. Now she had responsibility over so many students, she and she alone would teach them, and the students would rely on her to 100. That scared her.

She smiled at them and walked up to her own desk, placing herself on top of it. "Well then, let's start, shall we?" She said, reaching for the class list, taking the scroll. When she was done with that, she jumped down from the desk and waved her wand at the blackboard, making the words "Defence against the dark arts" appear in white. Then, she turned to the class again.

"Let's do a mind map, shall we? You tell me what you think this course is about, and I will write them down. In the end of the class, you will all be able to see what topics we will discuss in your seven years here at Hogwarts." She turned to a blond boy sitting at the front if the classroom together with a sand haired boy.

"Mr Azan, you start."

At the end of the lessons, the board was filled with different topics, and Diana was impressed. They had covered almost every topic that this course would entail. She told them to read the first chapter in the book before the next lessons when they would begin with the disarming spell.

The day continued with fifth year Ravenclaw/Hufflepuff, and after lunch, the Seventh years' NEWT class. She had the afternoon free, and sat down in the teacher wing, reading through the papers the previous teacher had written for her as guidelines for the older students. She noted that the seventh years still hadn't been taught about the three unforgivable curses, and that many sixth year students was unable to create a patronus. She had to do something about that, and many other things too.

She drew up lesson plans, and by dinnertime, she had done most of the lower levels. The NEWT classes would take some more time to prepare because of the different levels everyone was at. Some could create a strong patronus while some wasn't even able to cast a weak one. She wondered if she would have individual sessions with some of them, but she had to think some more about that.

When she walked down the hall, on her way to dinner in the great hall, she met Snape's son and another first year that Diana couldn't remember the name of.

"Mr Snape, Mr...?"

"Spinnet."

Diana smiled at them. "Mr Snape and Mr Spinnet, why are you not at dinner as everyone else?"

They both looked a bit embarrassed and Robin Snape muttered something that Diana was unable to catch.

"What was that Mr Snape?"

Mr Snape looked up at her and said more clearly this time. "We got lost." Wow, it must have taken some willpower to admit that, seeing as he was a Slytherin, and his fathers son.

Diana placed her hands on each of the boy's shoulders and turned them around, leading them towards the hall. "I can understand that it's hard in the beginning to find the way around the castle, merlin knows I had problems with that too. Came five minutes late to Professor McGonagall's first class, and she was not pleased I tell you." The both boys looked at her with interest while she talked about all the times she had been lost in the castle, and when they reached the hall, the boys want that embarrassed any more.

She entered the hall after the boys, and looked at the ocean of students sitting by the four tables. The school year had begun.

Well now people, I would love to know what you think about this. Good? Bad? Boring? Tell me! Pretty please?