Hello! Here is the second chapter, which I hope you enjoy. It seems that the link to the gifs did not work so hopefully this does: post/46421673712/addictedtoemma-merovingians (Please tell me in the comments if they don't) Many thanks to Jess, user/perforatededges who is my amazing beta reader!
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Now enjoy!
Murmurs filled the Great Hall as the woman glided up to the top table, head held high, and heels clicking against the floor. Dumbledore smiled warmly, and through his arms akimbo.
'Ah River, it's been too long.' Dumbledore and the mysterious woman embraced, greeting one another as long lost friends.
'Indeed it has, Albus, indeed it has.' The woman returned, her voice soft yet empowering. She turned in one movement and examined the students, a half smile playing on her features.
'Students, this is Professor Song, and she is to be your new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. She is an old friend and colleague of mine, and an excellent teacher, so I expect you to welcome her to Hogwarts with respect and enthusiasm. Now, Professor, would you like to say a few words?'
'No, no Headmaster, I'm sure that's not needed, no need to bore these students, whom I'm sure are desperate to reach their beds. I will just say quickly, that I'm looking forward to meeting you all, and hope we get long.' The woman smiled and sat down at a spare chair, and turned her attention to Dumbledore, where they immediately began conversing. A crease appeared in Dumbledore's brow as he furrowed his wispy eyebrows in apparent confusion at something Professor Song said.
Harry awoke bright and early the next morning, his hair askew and in a fit of confusion at where he was. It took a moment of bleary eyed staring, until he remembered where he was. The 6th year boy's dormitory was ablaze with scarlet and gold, bathed in the warm orange glow of the morning sun, and filled with deep, calm breathing. Harry guessed it to be around 4 o'clock, which any rational person knows is far too early to be up, so Harry snuggled back down under the covers and closed his eyes. After a few precious moments of blessed quietness, Harry's sleepy thoughts were interrupted by a colossal snore emitting from Ronald. Without even opening his eyes, Harry drew his pillow from beneath his tousled haired head and through it with all his might towards the noisy ginger. A thump told Harry it had met is target, and a loud crash followed by a torrent of highly imaginative swear words told him Ron had fallen to the floor. Muffling his giggles, Harry burrowed further into the mattress
A few hours later, Harry, Ron and Hermione were settling down to breakfast. Ron's topaz blue eyes lit up as he excitedly examined the mountains of bacon, egg, sausages, toast and all the juice you could imagine. As the trio settled sleepily into their seats, the mail arrived, showering the breakfast dwellers with droplets of water from the storm outside. Owls of all sizes flocked around their owners, spilling drinks and treading in food, leaving jammy footprints all over the tables. Hermione was just pouring herself a generous helping of orange juice when a large tawny barn owl flew down in front of her, the mornings edition of The Daily Prophet clamped in its beak. She removed it, and it shock itself precariously, covering a rather disgruntled Ron in rain water, before Hermione placed a single copper knut into the small leather pouch round the owls outstretched leg. It took off with a hoot, and Harry watched its descent from the Great Hall, before returning to his bowl of steaming porridge.
Harry was almost finished when Professor McGonagall placed his timetable in front of him.
'Hey look, we've got Defence with that Song lady first! Wonder what it'll be like?' Ron exclaimed from Harry's right. Harry was just about to answer when Ginny appeared and collapsed into the seat on Harrys left.
'Look at this monstrosity!' Ginny exclaimed as she pushed her timetable towards Harry, and through herself dramatically back into her chair with a sigh.
'Double potions first thing, then after break double divination, and to round it off Study of Ancient Runes! It's ridiculous!' Ginny grumbled, and deep set scowl upon her freckled face. Ron snorted, but hastily pretended he hadn't when Ginny fixed him with a fierce glare, rivaling that of her mother, before standing up, snatching her timetable back and sweeping off, bag on shoulder and her long red hair swaying down her back. Ron shrugged at Harry, and ignored the disapproving look Hermione was sending him over her paper, and continued eating his pile of bacon and ketchup
Half an hour later, Harry, Hermione and Ron were entering their first Defence Against the Dark Arts lesson with Professor Song. They sat down, Ron and Harry next to each other, and Hermione across the aisle in front of Seamus and Dean. Professor Song had not yet arrived so there was a general hum of chatter and other noise in the room as students talked and prepared for the lesson. A clicking of heels told the students of Song's arrival and the class fell silently instantly as she swept into the room, and strode to the front of room, the only sound her stilettos on the stone floor. Reaching the front she turned on her heel, and smiled at her students. Her blonde hair was a mass of untamable curls and her seemingly muggle black dress suit reached modestly just below the knee. But the most unusual thing was a strapless silver eye patch, somehow staying in place on top of her left eye.
'Good afternoon, I'm your new Defense Against the Dark Art Teacher, Professor Song.' She smiled again, examining the class with a knowing look. Hermione put her hand up, and Songs gaze paused on her for a few moments before answering,
'Yes? Miss...' Here Professor Song paused, and inquisitive look playing on her features. Hermione lowered her hand before replying,
'Hermione Granger. I was wondering if we will be using defensive spells?' Hermione asked. Song smirked softly as she paced forwards a few steps and bent down 'till she was Hermione's height.
'Ah well now Miss Granger, Spoilers!'
AN:
So there you go! Did you like it? Leave your response in the reviews! Remember, reviews are like Cupcakes! I have written part of the next chapter, but I think it may be a little bit before I get the chance to update, seeing as school starts again next week :( But I will try to give you a new chapter soon!