Chapter 8: Classes Begin

"I'm glad to see that everyone is awake, I'm sorry for not coming after the feast, nor the day before. I figured that I would give you your one day of freedom without having to run into, or be lectured, by a teacher. I am Professor Malfoy, head of Slytherin House, and Potions Master here at Hogwarts. If you need any help in any subject, have a question, or just need to talk my office is always open as are the prefects. Please do not be afraid to approach my husband Professor Potter or myself with anything, we've heard it all trust us. If you need help with homework, studying for tests, we will get you in touch with the top students of each class to get you tutored, even if the top student isn't in this house. This house has a reputation of turning out dark wizards and witches, if I catch any word of any of the students in my house on the verge of getting expelled, they will wish that Voldemort himself had returned from the dead to deal with him instead of myself. That isn't a promise either, it's a guarantee. Now, breakfast awaits you all in the Great Hall."

"Do you always have to be so hard on them?" Dragon asked, entering the common room.

"Yes."

"Anyways, Sev's looking for you, something about snivelling little two year olds and their bloody wanking, attention seeking daddy's wand. I'm going to take that as the twins have dad's wand."

"Right, great, you know they learned a freezing charm last week thanks to your uncle Remus. They are so malicious with that thing, freezing things that aren't meant to be frozen. I would be surprised if Harry and I could reproduce again."

"Right, I'll keep that in mind the next time I'm around them." Dragon said, before making his way off to breakfast and then his first class of the day, Transfiguration.

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"Hello class my name is-"

"Oh my Merlin!" One of the fourth year Gryffindors said, gawking at Marcus.

"No, that's not my name, nice try though. My name is Professor."

"Bloody shagable." One of the Ravenclaw girls whispered.

"Again, no and definitely not. Professor."

"Oh oh I know." Dragon said, raising his hand as his godfather had asked him to do. "Mr. Flint, how dare you pull a fight with the Gryffindor Quidditch team on the PUBLIC Quidditch Pitch, 20 points and detention." Dragon did a perfect impersonation of his godfather.

"Very funny Mr. Malfoy, we might just have to take points for that. As I was saying, I am Professor Flint, and I am very, whole heartedly, much like Headmaster Snape as in I don't take crap from my students."

"Hey, he's the one who told me to say it. Said that he told you that at least twice a week for seven years." Dragon said, defending himself.

"Anyways, open your books to page one and begin reading. This class will be more hands on after today, however to understand transfiguration you have to understand the basics. It's not all just point, transfigure, and wow. It's an art, it can help when you need it the most. I believe Albus Dumbledore and Professors Potter and Malfoy have used it to face Dark Lords and the likes." At that the class groaned, before two students walked into the room late.

"Sorry, could find the classroom."

"Funny, because it hasn't changed in the last twelve years, and seeming that you are fourth years, and have therefore taken this class for three previous years, I figure that you'd know where the class is by now. Maybe I should tranfigure yourself into a map?"

"That won't be necessary, Professor."

"Shagable."

"Detention Miss Kibs, with Professor Malfoy Sr. Draco's father."

"So Professor Mcdreamy, do you have a wife?"

"Not that it's any of your business but I do, I also have a son in Slytherin named Thomas."

"Oh so your that Professor Flint."

"What other Professor Flit would there be Miss Dera."

"Oh bunches, like there are two Professor Malfoys, three if you think about the fact that Professor Potter really took Professor Malfoy Jr.'s name, and then there are two Snapes, and-"

"Enough. We are not getting into the personal lives of your professors, now pages one to thirteen." Marcus said, the students getting on his last nerve. 'Why did I ever agree to do this, I should have known that anything Severus was behind on had to be a bad idea.' Marcus thought, sitting at his desk watching over his students.

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"Welcome to the first ever, Healer and Medi-Healer training course. This course has been approved by the Ministry of Magic, St. Mungos Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries, and of course the Headmaster himself. Let me tell you however, that you are very lucky to be able to enroll in this course due to the headmaster being heavily against it. I am pleasantly surprised that so many people have decided that they want to work in the medical profession." Chastity said looking at her twenty students. "I seriously believed there would be less of us." Of course, Dragon was in the class, having helped Mat the previous year he found it quite interesting. "We will be working on a bunch of fantastic cases, you'll get to see the usual colds, flu's, and Quidditch injuries, and those of you whom study, practice, and maintain great grades, might even get the opportunity to work on a few patients on your own. Of course, I would like to remind all of you especially those that have transferred from other schools due to this program, and therefore are new to this school that the staff, especially it's younger members, are known to well..." Chastity didn't know how to put it nicely.

"Reproduce like rabbits." Dragon finished for her. "Last year alone we had four children being born, the year before that we had five. The year before that we had four. This year we're already expecting one."

"Thank you Dragon, and as he pointed out I am currently six months pregnant. Due to the rapid growth population of this school, this means that we have ten little ones running around, I know that that doesn't make sense, we have ten but Dragon counted 13. That's because of the Minister of Magic's child and Hermione Granger's when she was a professor here That leaves one more but I can't place whom that is at this time. They both went into labor here and were taken to St. Mungos, however they seem to think that I have enough help this year that any deliveries besides my own can be conducted here. Now, as I was saying, I wanted to remind you of this fact because when someone goes into labor those who would like to volunteer to help may do so. Just remember that Professors Malfoy and Potter reproduce more then any of us, and male pregnancies such as theirs are rare, which means that their labors are something you might want to come and get hands on experience with."

"Professor are we going to have to perform like surgeries?" One of the sixth year Gryffindor's asked.

"Of course not, however there are going to be times when your magic will not work. That's because you are in this class to be taught magical and muggle ways of healing, don't worry though when you leave this room your magic will return to you. It might even return to you with the next patient, that does not mean go back to the last patient and try to fix them that way, it won't work, your magic will be void once more. However, they say practice makes perfect. Theory is, the more you think like a surgeon, the more you become one. Better you get at remaining neutral, clinical. Cut, suture, close. And the harder it becomes to turn it off. To stop thinking like a surgeon and remember what it means to think like a human being. You all have to remember that everyone who walks in and out of these doors aren't patients they are people, treat them that way. The ones training as doctors notice how much you depend on these nurses, because you are the ones that end up treating them like garbage. The ones of you that become head of your departments are the ones that are the reasons some nurses go on strike, you depend on them more then you do the knowledge in your heads. Now everyone follow me." Chastity lead them to the middle of the room. "Pick a bed and sit on it, sit more then one I don't care, but listen because I'm going to become serious, and unless I'm in Doctor mode or pissed off mode, I don't usually do serious."

"She's right. What? She's married to my godfather, she's my cousin I can say that stuff." Dragon said shrugging.

"When you step into this room, there are no longer books. Everything that happens in here is instinct, it's what you've got memorized, if you can't save lives, help the smallest of injuries you don't belong in this room, or in those training uniforms. I can't think of a single reason why I should be a Healer, but I can think of a thousand reasons why I should quit. They make it hard on purpose... there are lives in our hands. There comes a moment when it's more than just a game, and you either take that step forward or turn around and walk away. I could quit but here's the thing, I love the playing field. I was a Medi-witch, I was a muggle surgeon, for those of you that come from pureblooded families, a surgeon is someone who cuts people open to heal the damage done to the patient on the inside. I won't lie, this job is hard, it's dangerous, and if push comes to shove chances are you'll fall flat on your face. Healers are control freaks. With a scalpel in your hand, you feel unstoppable. There's no fear, there's no pain. You're ten-feet tall and bulletproof. And then you leave the Infirmary. And all that perfection, all that beautiful control, just falls to crap. Not one person in this room is perfect, and though you have to be perfect in this room, do not let yourself believe that when you leave here you have to be perfect all the time." Chastity looked at each of her students. "I bet all of you in this room, that at least five of you will drop out within the first week. That leaves 15 of you and of those 15, I'd say that maybe ten of you total will probably go on to continue this next year. Meaning I will have half of the class gone by the end of this year because they couldn't either handle the stress of being an intern, or they just weren't cut out for the job."

"What was it like when you were a Medi-Witch or a surgeon?" One of the Slytherin's asked.

"I wasn't a Medi-Witch for very long, and I'm sure that rumor will eventually leak out but I am not going to tell you why I didn't stay very long. Now, I learned a very simple lesson from one of my friends while I was intering to be a muggle surgeon and I think it might help you. The key to surviving a surgical internship is denial. We deny that we're tired, we deny that we're scared, we deny how badly we want to succeed. And most importantly, we deny that we're in denial. We only see what we want to see and believe what we want to believe, and it works. We lie to ourselves so much that after a while the lies start to seem like the truth. We deny so much that we can't recognize the truth right in front of our faces. That truth is we are not perfect, we are human, we have feelings, in this room they are not weaknesses, but you do have to know how to control your emotions. No matter how badly you want to punch, yell, hit, hurt, scream, kick, stab, or kill someone you aren't allowed to, your responisbility is your patient and you do everything in your will to help that patient. You let me handle the other idiots that walk through these doors. Now if you have an unruly person in here that is not allowing you to tend to your patient and you've asked nicely numerous times for them to get out of your way, then by all means hex them. I've found Stupefy and Petrificus Totalus do wonders. Those of you who do end up here next year, you will be given your own dorm rooms that way you can help each other study, practice, bond. Now, this is a good day to save lives. Let's have some fun." Chastity said looking around everyone.

"Chastity, is-"

"Yes Dragon, you can help on bigger cases then just stitches and acne. You proved yourself last year with Mat."

"Thank you, I'm going to go see what I can do to help you out in your potions cabinet." Dragon said, walking toward the potions cabinet.

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"So Professor McDreamy, how were your classes?" Chastity asked, walking into the room behind the teacher's table, where Severus decided to hold the staff meeting.

"You heard about that?"

"I didn't, I heard about Professor 'I'm so shaggable.'" Harry said laughing.

"That's okay according to Chastity we all reproducelike bunnies, especially Draco and Harry."

"Well you can't deny that." Draco said laughing.

"No we can't, how did everyone's classes go?" Severus asked, wanting to see how the student's were adjusting.

"Great, they were actually more well behaved and those that weren't, well they weren't as bad as they normally are." Harry said, taking a few chips out of the bowl.

"Great, that's a good sign. Now, the govenors have agreed to back off of what we do as long as we can keep these students away from the dark arts."

"That's a relief, not to be afraid of losing our jobs for once." Professor Sprout said laughing.

"Yes quite, well if there are no more concerns, inputs or anything I say we should all turn in for tonight."

"Oh by the way Lucius, Miss Kibs has a detention with you for prying into our personal lives and calling me Professor...Mcdreamy." Marcus said with disgust. "Along with Professor...shagable." Marcus visibly shook at that.

"What don't like the attention Flinty?" Draco teased.

"Not of a fifteen year old girl no."

"Hey I'm sure Marcus could find someone if he wasn't married." Chastity stood up for the new professor.

"Thank you Chastity."

"You're welcome, you can meet me in my room tonight if you want."

"What?" Marcus asked, staring at her.

"Shh, you'll have to keep it a secret from my husband though. Opps, I said that aloud didn't I?"

"W-whose your husband?"

"I would be him, don't worry she hasn't had sex in three months and has another three to go."

"Oh and your not sex deprived?" Chastity said, getting up andpushing her chair back.

"You forget, I am older then you and have gone longer then three months without sex. Plus, I don't have my hormones out of balance right now."

"Oh! And you were doing so well." Harry said shaking his head.

"Oh so now I'm some kind of psychotic bimbo huh? Slut extrodinare? Come on Marcus, we'll go prove him wrong." Chastity pulled Marcus out of the room by his arm.

"You don't think she'd actually..do...anything do you?" Severus asked uncertain.

"Sev, I think you should go save your new professor from your horny wife." Lucius said laughing, watching Severus practically run out of the room, though he would never admit it later.

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D/N: Happy Belated Valentine's day everyone! Hands out boxes of chocolate and roses. I hope you all enjoyed that. The next two chapters are already wrote and waiting to be posted, and the chapter Kime is working on is causing her problems but she's sure that after her Biology test tomorrow, while she's waiting in the hallway (they have to wait there after they are done for everyone else to be done and then re-enter the classroom for the class) that she'll be able to work through it. Anyways, on with the reviews.

Heather: I know, but I felt like giving a response to it anyways. Dragon: HEY! That wasn't nice, I can joke. Bad kitty, you've made the last chapter non-crappy crap.

Adrianna: I'm glad you enjoyed the last chapter and that you understand how hard it is to start off a school year. Dragon: And how do you know that? Hmm, are you part of Kime's head? For all you know she'll twist this story to were I become a drug taking, pill popping, drunken criminal. Mat: Thank you. I wasn't mad about that I mean it, I was mad because the moron called me a bad parent! Sev: Yes whatever my name is! I love it! I can oh so feel the love. Of course there are some big things in store for me, Kime and Dragon hate me, they're going to make my life a living hell I know it already because I stole the chapter Kime is working on and read it. Of course I kicked his arse.

Sarahamanda: Glad you enjoyed the last chapter.

Bitcake: The chapter made you sleepy! Only Dragon was tired through out the chapter. Ah I say that Orlin beats you at procrastinating in this chapter. I don't remember but I think da said a boy. Argh and I was just talking to Danny like two minutes ago! hits head Pictures of who the twins? When I get pictures of them then you'll get them. Kime: There is no reason for 616 to be the sign of evil. James: Pretends to do valentine's day strip for everyone..Doesn't go farther then not taking off boxer shorts Kime would kill me if I revealed everything! Mat: I've been going crazy, the only crazy sex thoughts running through your head involves WHO? WHO, WHO, WHO!