Chapter Two

Hermione sat in the NEWT level History of Magic class, waiting for Professor Chang to come in.

The woman was ten minutes late for the first day of lessons! How on earth could anyone do that? Obviously she wasn't responsible enough for such a job. She was so young, it seemed she should be sitting in the class with them, not teaching them.

Chang rushed into the classroom at that moment, her face red from running.

"I am so sorry." She stated as she lay down her armful of books on her desk, "I forgot how big this place is and I got lost on the way." she blushed slightly and then opened a textbook.

"All right. Today we will be reviewing chapter 23, which I believe was the last chapter you went over with Professor Binns."

Hermione nodded. Well, at least this woman knew what chapter they were on…

Seamus Finnegan's hand shot up.

"Yes, Mister…"

"Finnegan, Professor Chang. I was just wondering how old you are?"

Hermione rolled her eyes. It was just as she had predicted. All of the boys in the class stared at the young woman, hungrily waiting for their answer.

"I am twenty-three, Mr. Finnegan. And to get it out of the way, I am single, my birthday is on the 24th of February, my measurements are a secret and I do not make it habit to date my students.

"Now, let us get to History of Magic, the subject I hope you all wished to learn. If for some insane reason you thought that you would learn about something else, you are sadly mistaken and I suggest you leave this classroom at once."

The shuffling of papers and the scraping of chairs met Chang's announcement as half of the class left the room.