How Can I Make You See by Aerblack (books for 5 year olds to read themselves .TXT) 📖

I turned around to face the offending person, when I realized it was Charlie. I smiled. “Yes, Mr. Weasley?” I asked with a smug smirk on my face. He just grinned at me. “Just because we are coworkers doesn’t mean we have to address each other formally Parthena. That’s not what I came over here to discuss though. What was wrong with little Katie Bell?” He sound genuinely concerned. “Well, you know she is a fourth year and she is starting to discover her interest in the male population, and she realized her feelings for a certain Gryffindor Keeper.” I said softly as I saw the second through seventh years coming into the Entrance Hall.
Charlie and I stepped over to the side so the students could get to the Great Hall. As the last of the stragglers went into the Great Hall we walked up to the Head Table to our respected seats. Murmurs started when students from my year noticed I was sitting at the Head Table. Professor Dumbledore and the other Professors showed up then and made their way to their respected seats at the table. We sat anxiously awaiting the arrival of the first years.
I was conversing with Hagrid over what he thought would be a good way to start the term off when the doors of the Great Hall were pushed open to reveal Professor McGonagall and the nervous first years. The poor things looked like they would pass out by the slightest sound made. I smiled reassuringly at a few of them that looked my way. They seemed to calm down noticeably.
“When I call your name you will come forward, sit on the stool, and I will place the Sorting Hat on your head to determine which house you will be placed in. Once you are placed in that house, your fellow housemates will become your family. Bad behavior will be rewarded with points taken from your house. Good behavior will be rewarded with points gained for you house. Whichever house with the most points at the end of the year will win the House Cup. Now, before we start the sorting Professor Dumbledore would like to say a few words.” McGonagall said. Professor Dumbledore stood up then and smiled with his twinkling eyes and soft smile.
“Welcome back to those students whose journey here is still in the progress or just wrapping up and welcome to those whose journey here is just beginning. Now, I have a few teachers I would you all to welcome. First I would like to introduce our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher; Professor Lupin.” There was a round of applause mainly from the Golden Trio. “Next, you all know our Grounds Keeper Hagrid, he will be your new professor for Care of Magical Creatures seeing as how Professor Kettleburn resigned.” His response was the same as Lupin’s except the whole Gryffindor table was in an up roar from the excitement. “And now, you all may know Charlie Weasley from stories or perhaps you are friends, he will be assisting Hagrid as will your fellow classmate, Parthena Miller. I hope you give them as much respect as you would your Professors.” The went rather fast if I say so myself, but that could have been because there were twice as many first year in my year than in this one.

Chapter 3

It was the next morning, my first morning as a teacher. I was one of the first teachers in the Great Hall. I greeted Professor Flitwick with a polite nod and went to my seat and poured myself a cup of pumpkin juice. Charlie plopped down beside me and grabbed the pumpkin juice pitcher after I was done with it. I giggled at his groggy state and sipped my juice.
“Excuse me Professor.” I looked to the first year whose name I believe was Travis. “Yes, dear?” I asked him. “I was wondering if maybe you could tell me if Care of Magical Creatures was easy. See I am rather terrified of creatures bigger than me.” I smiled reassuringly at him. “Care of Magical Creatures is very easy honey. It’s okay to be scared of the creatures at first. But do you know what?” He shook his head. “They are just big babies that want to be loved and have companionship. Why don’t you go and eat your breakfast and we will talk more about the matter when I see you in class.” His eyes twinkled and he scampered off to his house table and joined his friends.
“You have a way with children Ms. Parthena.” Professor Dumbledore said as he sat down next to me. “Thank you Professor. I don’t just want a teacher/student relationship with them; I want them to feel like they can come to me about anything, if trouble should ever stir up.” “You will make a fine teacher; an even better mother though when you decide to have your own children.” I choked on the pumpkin juice I was drinking. Charlie thumped me on the back and chuckled at my bewildered face. “Excuse me Professor, but I believe it’s a little earlier to be thinking about having my own children.” He chuckled and nodded his head.

“So, Hagrid what will our first lesson be?” I asked him as I tied my hair into a ponytail so I would be able to work with the students without my hair being in the way. “I finally decided that we would start with Hippogriffs to start the semester off. Just let them see one, pet one, feed one if all goes well.” He said rather excited himself. “That sounds like a splendid idea Hagrid! They will absolutely adore the Hippogriffs!” I beamed. He looked at Charlie to see what he thought. “It’s a great idea Hagrid. But, from what I saw of our schedule today we will have to watch our third class of the day very carefully, because we have third year Gryffindors and Slytherins and there will be tension.” I nodded my head understanding exactly what he said. “Well… Then maybe we shouldn’t…” Hagrid started to doubt himself. “Hagrid it will be fine and Charlie and I are here to help. Don’t worry.” I reassured him.
Our first class showed up then we had first year Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs; easy enough class. I waved at the first year that had come up to me this morning. He beamed and sprinted to me. He tackled me and I laughed. He was an energetic little Gryffindor. He would make a fine boy when he got older. “Momma Parthena! Guess what! I met the Weasley twins this morning. They’re Professor Weasley’s brothers’ right? Well, they told me all about you and they said that everyone in your year and below call you Momma Parthena. Can I?” he talked so rapidly I could barely understand what he had said. I heard Charlie chuckling and I noticed that all of the first years had gathered around with hopeful looks. I looked at them skeptically. “I’m sure if Professor Dumbledore would allow that. I’ll ask him at lunch though just for you all, okay?” they nodded excited and headed over to Hagrid ready to start the lesson.
“You’ve got yourself an admirer there Parthena.” “I know.” I smiled at their smiling faces. “Alright, well I thought we would start the year off with a big bang today kids! Today you all are going to meet the Hippogriffs! Now if you would please follow Professor Weasley, Professor Miller, and me to the paddock right over here, we will get started.” Hagrid said excitedly. The first years bustled over in a large group toward the paddock. I giggled at their nervous yet thrilled expressions. “You all wait here while I gather up the sweet beasties.” While Hagrid was away a buzz of voices sounded. “Professor Weasley, are Hippogriffs nice?” A little Hufflepuff girl asked. “They are, but they are easily offended so it’s best to not approach one of them until Professor Hagrid teaches you how to approach them Ms…” “Morse, sir.” “Ms. Morse.”
“Alright everyone this is one of the Hippogriffs’ on the school grounds. Now Hippogriffs are easily offended so he have to approach them with an alert yet charming aurora about you. When you meet a Hippogriff you will take a few steps toward them then bow. If they don’t bow back you need to carefully extract yourself from their presence or you could be severely injured, but if they bow you can go up and pet them, feed them, if you have a treat, or if they allow ride them. Now who would like to go first?” No one stepped forward. Actually the whole class took a step back Hagrid had a disgruntled expression on his features.
“Professor Hagrid, perhaps someone should demonstrate what you said to assure them that all is well.” Charlie said. “Yes! That would be good. Professor Miller would you please demonstrate for the class?” I nodded my head and stepped over the picket fence. I took a few steps towards Buckbeak and bowed. He hesitated a second before bowing to me. I smiled and walked up to him and pet him. I turned to the class with a reassuring smile. This seemed to give courage to a lanky Gryffindor boy who stepped forward.
“Yes, that’s it Mr…” Hagrid trailed off. “Johnson, Professor. Felix Johnson.” Hagrid nodded and Mr. Johnson stepped over the picket fence, took a few steps, and bowed to Buckbeak. Buckbeak bowed back immediately and surprising us all loped over to Felix instead of making Felix come to us. I stared with my mouth open like a venus flytrap. Buckbeak nudged Felix making him giggle.

Our classes were going good so far and we were all in the Great Hall eating lunch. “Professor Dumbledore, I was wondering if you would allow the students to call me Momma Parthena as an alternate to Professor Miller?” abruptly Professor Dumbledore stood up and the entire hall became silent. “There has been a request for the students to call Professor Miller ‘Momma Parthena’ and I would like you all to know that it is simply acceptable for you to call her that.”

We were with our third class of the day, which consisted of third year Gryffindors and Slytherins. “This place has simply gone to trash. I mean making that big oaf a Professor. Wait until my father hears about this.” I heard Mr. Malfoy saying to his disciples. “Mr. Malfoy I do hope we all can hear you very clearly. Ten points from Slytherin for disrespecting a teacher and you can join me in detention tonight right after dinner.” I said and ushered everyone toward the paddock where Buckbeak and Hagrid were waiting.
As Hagrid was repeating his instructions again Charlie came over to me. “Already deducting points and giving detentions Parthena?” he chuckled in my ear as we watched Harry bow to Buckbeak. “He should know better.” Was all I said before I walked over to a group asking them if they had any questions they wanted answered. I was so