Everything belongs to someone else and not me! Have fun reading. Happy summer break. If you like the story then please review! It will be much appreciated! This will be the shortest chapter. Chapter 1...

September 2nd 1993

Today I start my first day as defense against the dark arts teacher. Right now it is two in the morning and I am sitting in the headmasters office with Sniv-ahem Professor Severus Snape, Flitwick, Hagrid and McGonagall. Why am I in the headmaster's office at two in the morning? It seems that there was a miner problem when Hagrid, keeper of keys and magical creatures teacher tried to sneak an occamy inside the Hogwarts castle. It took six teachers and Dumbledore to force the fifteen-foot tall creature into a cage in the forbidden forest. Just a random thought: What are these keys Hagrid keeps? Now back to the main subject; we are suffering miner injuries. I am seriously trying not to think of what this year will bring...

Remus Lupin put his journal back into his pocket and looked at the five teachers sitting around him. They were to sit here and wait for the control of magical creatures office to take the occamy away. Snape was playing with a wizard gameboy he had confiscated from a fifth year Ravenclaw; he would later blame the fact that he was high on caffeine when a fellow teacher teased him. McGonagall was staring at a small rip in the wallpaper on the wall. Flitwick, Hogwarts's only optimist was sipping chocolate milk through a straw and dangling his feet from the chair he was sitting on. Hagrid was extremely sulky about the fact that he had to say farewell to his occamy. Remus was drifting off into an uncomfortable sleep when something caught his eye and almost gave him a heart attack. He started to hyperventilate and pulled his journal back out.

I can't believe this! These people who are in charge of the education of hundreds of wizard children are murders! On the wall in headmaster Albus Dumbledore's office is a stag head! This is revolting and nauseating! This would make James roll in his grave. The legendary Gryffindor hero is a deer murder. Dumbledore will not get away with this...

McGonagall looked at her former student who was scribbling in a small book. He had a slightly psychotic look of someone who had stayed up way too late. He looked up at McGonagall and saw his old teacher looking at him with concern.

McGonagall is out to get me too! I'm sure of it. Pretty soon she will have all four marauder heads on that wall... Hogwarts should consider hiring a psychiatrist. Ok. Calm down. Don't look at the stag head! Oh look...a muggle Lego magazine on the ground. Snape must have confiscated this... 2004? The Prisoner of Azkaban? AAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!

Snape's gameboy beeped on the level seven theme music, which took all the teacher's attentions off Lupin who once again was hyperventilating. McGonagall gave Snape a piercing, evil glare; Flitwick continued to drink his chocolate milk and Hagrid started to write a poem for his beloved occamy, which included 'McGonagall is an evil witch', 'Dumbledore will meet his doom' and other disturbing sentences.

This is extremely dull. I just took a look at Hagrid's poem. I probably should warn McGonagall and Dumbledore about Hagrid's anger towards them, then again they are evil stag haters. Don't want to think of what I just saw in that muggle magazine. Interchangeable wolf head? Don't think about it... I think I just saw that stag head move... Great now I'm hallucinating. I should go into writing horror stories... Hallelujah! The ministry is here! Now I'm off to a well-deserved sleep.

Remus stayed a few minutes to discuss the occamy problem and then, with one last look at the stag head, left to go to his room.

To be continued...