It was my first day teaching at Hogwarts. I wasn't the most nervous person though, which helped me through my classes today but it didn't help the fact that my stomach was practically eating itself from hunger.
I rubbed my stomach and grunted before packing my away the resources, turning off the projector and heading to The Great Hall.
When I was walking down the hallway, a familiar face had come out of nowhere and.
"Hello, Professor Huxley" Neville Longbottom said, cheerfully. I had noticed the poor boy lacked confidence so I knew I had to be gentle with him.
"Afternoon Neville" I said "You off to lunch then are you?" I asked.
"Erm yes Professor, I-I was also wondering if you could tutor me for potions" he stammered. "I-I'm not doing so well, and Professor S-Snape scares me."
He stared at the floor and twiddled his thumbs while he waited for my response.
"Well of course I can Neville, it would be my pleasure" I said softly, adjusting my septum piercing.
"What days are best for you?" I asked, wrinkling my nose slightly.
"Monday's, Wednesday and Thursday I-If you can, Professor" Neville said.
"Perfect" I said "I'd better get going, I'm starving" I whined, walking off into the Great Hall. I yawned and brushed my blonde hair from my face.
Seeing movement from the corner of my eye, I turn my head to see a familiar looking man with hair which was a strange shade of ginger and a moustache to match, waving at me and tapping a seat next to him. I smiled and walked over to him.
"Hello, Margo" Lupin said, smiling is gentle smile.
"Hi Lupin" I said snatching a piece of chicken off of his plate before throwing up in the air and catching it in my mouth.
"You can call me Remus you know" he said, laughing. I swallowed what was in my mouth but before I could reply, a deep voice interrupted, "I don't think she wants to, Lupin"
I laughed lightly before looking to see who had said that. I was met with a fairly handsome man with relatively long, silky, black hair.
"Hello" I said casually but I was ignored. I felt some brush past me and I looked to see a woman wearing a sickly pink suit and a beret with a darker shade of pink sitting in the seat that I was invited to sit in.
"Excuse me, madam" I said " I was about to sit there"
The woman puts on a plastic smile and says "Why, I don't see your name on it" he voice was shrill and made me wince.
Frustration bubbled up inside me but I decided to not allow my anger, escalate.
I tapped the man with beautiful hair on the shoulder.
"What's your name?" I asked. He rolled his eyes before replying "Professor Snape, to you"
Not being put off by his coldness, I smiled and said, a boy called Neville Longbottom wanted me to tutor him for your closers because you 'scare him', whatever that's supposed to mean"
