Post by Serena Riley on Nov 8, 2015 11:06:30 GMT -8
Serena sighed as she stood in front of her new desk nervously looking out over the sea of empty chairs and tables where her new students would soon be seated. She shook her head and toyed with her wand thinking over and over again, 'I can't believe I agreed to this hogwash...' In a few minutes she would no longer be Serena...no...she would be Professor Riley.
She could defeat deatheaters, she could live in caves off of little food for months at a time, she could defend herself to a fault and preform most if not all advanced magic more than efficently but she could not for the life of her get her nervousness to lessen, much less teach.
It had taken her hours the night before to draw up sufficent lesson plans for each of the age groups. She was a mess and even more bothersome than the empty classroom was the fact that she had to dress more...formally than she normally did. In other words, she was wearing full black robes, not her usual black pants and shirt, and as McGongal clearly specified: no spiked jewlery or chains...
Serena sighed and closed her eyes for a minute taking a deep breath before sitting down at her desk and straightening her piles of class books and the container of extra quills, checking for spare ink bottles and parchement, and finally walking to the board to write her name and other information:
Professor Serena Riley, Transfiguration
Office Hours:hour before and after dinner, third period and seventh period
Rules: You will respect me, you will respect your fellow students, you will turn in your work on time, you will do as you're told, you will ask questions and get help if a concept is not understood, you will at least try to have fun
Serena sighed and brushed her hands off before sitting back down...
"Well, I suppose this is as good as its gonna get...."
She could defeat deatheaters, she could live in caves off of little food for months at a time, she could defend herself to a fault and preform most if not all advanced magic more than efficently but she could not for the life of her get her nervousness to lessen, much less teach.
It had taken her hours the night before to draw up sufficent lesson plans for each of the age groups. She was a mess and even more bothersome than the empty classroom was the fact that she had to dress more...formally than she normally did. In other words, she was wearing full black robes, not her usual black pants and shirt, and as McGongal clearly specified: no spiked jewlery or chains...
Serena sighed and closed her eyes for a minute taking a deep breath before sitting down at her desk and straightening her piles of class books and the container of extra quills, checking for spare ink bottles and parchement, and finally walking to the board to write her name and other information:
Professor Serena Riley, Transfiguration
Office Hours:hour before and after dinner, third period and seventh period
Rules: You will respect me, you will respect your fellow students, you will turn in your work on time, you will do as you're told, you will ask questions and get help if a concept is not understood, you will at least try to have fun
Serena sighed and brushed her hands off before sitting back down...
"Well, I suppose this is as good as its gonna get...."
