Back at the beginning Term VI Lesson I

[Prof. Victoria Potter]

Bella ran ahead into the room she already knew so well. Vicky giggled at the feisty kitten as she took her place on her owners desk looking up at her with the most innocent eyes. Placing her teaching materials down on the desk Vicky gave Bella a quick stroke and heard a loud thankful purr. Cats were so much fun, they could be playful, affectionate, self sufficient and very loving. Bella proved to be all those things and more. Vicky hated to move away from the little darling, but class was about to begin and she had to prepare the room. It was dark and dim, all the blinds had been closed making the room a bit chilly. Pulling each one up allowed the sun to stream in brightening up her day immediately.

She wanted to open one but thought against it because it was too chilly out. Going back to her desk she took out her course list for the semester. History was a hard subject to teach sometimes she knew it could be rather dull, but it was important to impart this knowledge. They all needed to know the history of magic. All she needed to do was find out what they needed to know.

One this day she decided to go back to the beginning with them. Magic itself had a history one that they all needed to know. Magic wasn't something that sprung up from no where. Everything they were, everything they are started way back when. Before any of them were even a twinkle in anyone's eyes. So grabbing her wand from Bella who was rolling it back and forth across the desk, she pointed it at the board recited her incantation and soon watched as the writing appeared on the board "When Magic Began"

Hopefully the students would like this lesson or at least pretend to for her sake. Sitting back down her hand absently stroking her kitten Victoria waited for the first students to arrive.

[Dean Hogarth]

Dean knew that many of his housemates did not enjoy history of magic, in fact make that most of the student population. It was a subject that really got bad press, the majority said they did not like it because their mates said they did not like it, and their mates say they did not like it because their mates did not…sense the pattern? But Dean Hogarth was always one for liking things that were, so to speak, in the norm of things when it came to lessons. Astronomy was of course his favourite; however History of Magic was also up because at the end of every lesson the Hufflepuff learnt something new.

With a small smile the Hufflepuff pushed open the door that lead to the classroom seeing the room empty apart from the good looking Professor (most of the female teaches in this school were rather attractive and thus Dean always found it hard to get his words out, and stop his ears from burning red.) and a small kitten the room was empty.

Winding his way in between the tables towards the front row the Hufflepuff noticed the writing on the chalk board and gave a small smile. The origins of magic, of course he knew the basics but being muggle born he did not know everything; this was going to be an interesting lesson…well in his eyes anyway. “Morning Professor Potter.” He offered her a very meagre smile and he sat down and started to pull his equipment for today’s lesson out of his bag.

[Sarie Thimble]

Sarie ran down the hall. This was the normal way of Sarie getting to class. She didn't want to miss History of Magic, like potions she was really good. Made it to the door. "Sorry if I'm late Professor Potter." She saw there was only one other student in the class room.

She walked over and saw he was a Hufflepuff. "Hey." She said sat in the chair next to him. She love coming to this class not only to learn this class had a hard time fulling up.

[Prof. Victoria Potter]

There were times she thought no one would walk into her classroom. So many of the students deemed the subject boring. Vicky herself thought it once. She didn't blame them really it was just hard since she was the teacher. She tried her best and often felt her best wasn't good enough, but something in her wouldn't let her quit, no the determination to see it through always won out. So she sat there waiting for a student, she always said if she only had one student she would happily teach them if they were willing to learn.

After several boring minutes of waiting she heard the distinct sound of footsteps down the hall. Strangely she felt relieved that at least someone showed. Dean Hogarth entered a rather quiet boy but he was a rare breed and by that she meant the type of person that actually seemed to enjoy the class. He greeted her and she let out one of her willing smiles, suddenly feeling slightly better. "Hello to you as well Dean, how was your break? Ready for a new term?"

Then to make her happier another student entered. Little Sarie Thimble Gryffindor sweet as pie and also a rather good student. "Oh no not late at all my dear you know how it is hard to get students in this room but we'll wait a few more minutes and see. So how how are you Sarie?" Happy to have some life in the room Vicky was all a glow.