Late for class again, eh Moony? He could almost hear Padfoot's voice, cracking over with laughter.
I knew I shouldn't have come back school. I was never good at being a teacher.
He shook his head and pushed open the door to his class. The students all turned in their seats to watch as he strolled over toward his desk.
"Good afternoon, class. I want you all to put away your books and take out your wands," he instructed as he set his briefcase down on the desk and turned to face the class with a grin.