Day after day
"Listen up, all of you." Andrea said loudly as she entered her classroom. Immediately The class quieted as she made her way between the rows of seats facing one another. She stood in front of her desk and picked up a parchment from the top. She began with the roll call and once the last student had uttered a greeting, she set it back down, turning to face them all.
"Now then," She said with a smile. "todays lesson will begin by continuing to practice the precise wrist movement of the levitating spell." Andrea pulled her wand from her robes and held it in front of her. "Remember your spell, Wingardium Leviosa." She said, demonstrating the movement once more as she made an extra chair in the back of the room life right off the ground a few inches and then gracefully come back to the ground a moment later.
"Everyone recite it with me now, Wingardium Leviosa. That's right, very good." She said as the class joined her. After they had completed several attempts, she pointed to a box in the corner with her wand and the students watched animated as a feathers began to spill from inside, floating across the room until one sat in front of each student.
"Let's give it a try, wands at the ready." She instructed as the class hurriedly dug in their bags for their wands, holding them eagerly.
"You may begin."
Andrea wandered around the room slowly as she watched many of the students try their hands at the spell. Every once in a while she would reach her arm out to correct the wand movement of one of the first years, but still none of them could manage to lift the feather off of their desks.
"Make sure you enunciate." She said over the sounds of the students. "Say it nice and clear." Turning to cross the room to the other section of desks, Andrea watched as a girl with messy brown hair pointed her wand at her feather which began to hover gracefully into the air.
"Well done, Miss Granger. 5 points to Gryffindor." She smiled as the class watched until a sharp bang rang out in the classroom. Further down the row Andrea laid her eyes on a young boy who was covered in soot from head to toe, a shocked expression still on his face. "Well then." Andrea sighed with a soft smile as she pointed her wand in the boys direction, immediately the soot had cleaned itself from his face and robes, though his hair still stuck up in odd angles. "Best we get you another feather, Mr. Finnegan?"
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Later she sat in the staff room laughing alongside Rolanda of the events that had transpired earlier. The older woman was almost in tears as she laughed merrily at Andrea's description again.
"I swear, if this is a sign of how well the rest of the year Is going to end up with this bunch…" Andrea smiled and swallowed the last of her tea. She puled her marking forwards from the fifth years and continued recording the marks on a side sheet of parchment.
"Oh my dear, I'm sure they'll get better. It's only the first few months that seem dreadful." Rolanda said, wiping her eyes.
"Unless of course, you end up with complete dunderheads who continuously melt cauldrons every week without fail." Severus said, entering the room with his own stack of assignments.
"Another one?" Andrea asked, turning to face the man.
"Did you expect anything less?" He asked with a tired expression as he lowered himself into a chair.
" I don't know what it is about these students and potions, they managed to do that last year too." she said, turning to Madam Hooch.
"And the last year, and the last year." Snape mumbled as he bend over his stack and began to work.
Andrea and Rolanda met each others eyes with a shared smile as the older woman stood. "Well I have a class in ten minutes with the first years. I'll see you both at dinner."
"Good luck." Andrea smiled as she watched the woman leave the room. Now that they were alone, Andrea reached over to Severus' hand and gave it a squeeze. He looked up at her and gave her a soft smile before they both turned back to their work.