~Lesson One~

[Avalon N. Gaurdian]

Avalon couldn't believe she was standing where she was. She'd sworn three years ago never to come back to her old school and yet, here she was. Leaving her desk behind, she crossed the classroom and went to stand next to the window. Whatever it was they had been thinking the day they hired her was beyond her. Seriously, who hired someone who looked as out of place as her? It didn't matter. She was just grateful they did.

Closing her eyes, she ran through the lesson she had planned for today. It was a pretty simple lesson and one she hoped for her first class she could get away with without being called to the Headmaster's office. That made her laugh. It was going to take her a few weeks before she got used to the fact that she wasn't a student, but a professor. "Professor," She pulled a face at the way it sounded, "Bloody hell, that sounds weird."

Looking over her shoulder at the clock she had put over the fireplace, she gasped. Any moment now her students would be piling in. Gathering her courage, she smoothed down her Greek blouse with pale blue silk stitching, trying to push it down so her stomach wasn't too exposed.

There wasn't much she could do about what she was wearing. The Greek blouse wasn't so bad. Sure, it showed a little more of her stomach than what was called for, but at least it covered more than her jean cutoffs did. Of course, hers weren't as short as she'd seen other women her age wear them, but they were still short. She really needed to go out and buy proper work clothes that were a bit more professional than what she had in her trunk. "Well, at least I have shoes that cover my feet." She looked down at her knee high black gogo boots and laughed softly. Glancing up at the clock again, she took a deep breath. "All right, darlings, let's do this."

[Remus J. Lupin]

Lupin made his way into the classroom and into one of the seats next to the window. He'd been up late reviewing some material for one of his other classes and was tired. Smiling at the professor, who wasn't like any of the other professors in the school, he dropped his bag and sat down. She seemed nervous and he guessed it was probably because it was her first class of the semester. Pulling his book from his bag, he flipped through the pages until he landed on something that caught his interest. He hoped she didn't have too hard of a time handling the class -and when he said class he meant his two friends. Speaking of...where were they?

[Lily Evans]

Lily walked into the classroom, her body leaning to one side while coming towards Remus to sit down next to him. She wasn't sure if he was waiting for anyone, but she knew Remus and was pretty good friends with him that she assumed he wouldn't mind. "Hey," she whispered, giving him a smile. Lily took out her textbook, notebook and a quill. She began to write on the top of her notebook paper the date that this lesson was given. She knew that maybe there wasn't going to be a lot covered, but just in case.

Lily finally looked up at the professor and was shocked. Was she really wearing something like? Granted, she looked well in them and it fit her just fine, but she was a Professor for crying out loud. Lily looked at Remus and she can tell he was staring at her for a bit. "Is that Professor Guardian?" she whispered to Remus, trying not to be so loud since the classroom was quiet in itself.