Post by Smaug on Nov 25, 2007 10:37:38 GMT -5
Teaching
Summary: The basic idea has been done before, but I couldn’t resist. Blame jaye.
Genre: Humour, I hope.
Word Count: 192
‘Oh, it was just horrible!’
If Filius had been the type of man to wail in anguish, he would have.
Pomona patted her husband’s hand gently and shared an amused but relieved smile with Minerva, before she disappeared behind Transfiguration Today.
Filius continued staring absently into the fire.
‘They were laughing before I even started.’
*~*~*~*~*
The class of seventh years chattered and laughed over today’s lesson, wondering who would come to teach them. Every so often someone would glance towards the door nervously. None of them even noticed Professor Flitwick enter the room, they just weren’t expecting him.
He coughed to get their attention; his usual ability to silence a class seemed to have left him. He couldn’t pinpoint the student that let a giggle escape at that moment. Suffice to say it was then easy for them all to laugh at regular intervals from then on in.
*~*~*~*~*
Albus entered the staff room and Filius shot him a glare as he snapped the quill in his hands.
‘Don’t you say a word! I am never teaching that lesson again, Albus. I’ve never been so humiliated. I mean, Sex Education?! Really!’
Finite
