A.N. Yeah... Gen's ... Gen. Let's just leave it at that.
Defense Against Dark Arts- Part 3 (of 3)
In a tight spot as far as Defense Against Dark Arts was concerned, Headmaster Dumbledore had hired Nymphadora Tonks. She was a bit clumsy, but she was smart and fully capable.
"I'm Professor Tonks," Tonks said cheerily.
"Cousin Tonks?"
"Becky?" Tonks looked startled.
"Yeah, can I go to the restroom?"
"Umm, sure, go ahead." Becky left.
"Are you a werewolf?" Amelia asked.
"No," Tonks answered brightly.
"A vampire?" asked Darryl.
"Not to my knowledge."
"Any magical creature that could kill, maim, or otherwise harm us?" asked Marcus.
Showtime. This could be fun. "Yep," Tonks answered.
"Huh? What are you?"
"Guess."
"Banshee?"
"Nope."
"Siren?"
"Nuh-uh."
"Death Eater?"
"Naw."
"Veela?"
Hmmm, maybe the blonde hair was a bad idea. "Uh-uh."
"Alien?"
"No."
"Boggart?"
"Umm... nope.."
There was a small amount of confering amongst the students, but no one offered up a guess.
"C'mon guys," Tonks urged. "You can get it."
"An enchanted mermaid?"
"Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha-no."
"Faerie?"
"I wish."
"Harpy?"
"Ummm... it's good that you guys are being creative."
"Youkai?"
"Uh, no."
"Ghost?"
"100 percent alive."
The students were getting exasperated. "What ARE you?
"Oh, it's so simple. You should be able to get it."
"We've guessed EVERYTHING! What are you?"
Tonks grinned proudly. "I'm a wicht of course, and a Auror at that. Gotcha. You're stuck with me."
-tbc-