Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling and the movie people...Aol/Time Warner or whatever they are now. Methos belongs to Highlander, which belongs to... ah, I can't remember. But it doesn't belong to me.
Methos sat at the train station wondering why the hell he accepted the job. Teaching a bunch of snot nosed kids how to defend themselves. But Duncan had asked him to help him out. Duncan had been offered the job by a friend of his from Scotland but he had other commitments so he had asked Methos to fill in for him, Methos, being temporarily deprived of his sanity, in his own opinion, had agreed. So now he was on a train on his way to the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Something that Duncan had not mentioned when he had asked Methos to help him. Methos had known about wizards forever, but he had been unaware that Duncan knew. Apparently Duncan knew one of the professors there; a Professor McGonagall, and she had mentioned him to the Headmaster, Professor Dumbledore. And Dumbledore wanted to add a class on physical defense incase the students were ever in a situation without their wands. So that's how Methos had ended up on the Hogwarts Express on his way to Hogwarts. He had gotten to the station early, before anyone else, before the train even, hoping to be able to get on the train without to many of the kids noticing him.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione...
Harry got out of the Weasley's car and got his stuff out of the trunk, with help from Ron and the twins. Who where actually hindering him more than helping as they tried to get his stuff out of the way so they could get theirs. Harry put his stuff on the cart and pushed it into the train station, Ron following close behind. When they got in the station they headed toward the barrier between platform 9 and 10.
"I wonder who the new DADA teacher is. I hope it's not Snape. That would be horrible," said Ron.
"I really don't think that Dumbledore would do that to us. There is a new class that everyone in 5th year or higher is required to take. It sounds interesting, and very useful. It's a physical defense class. I wonder who is teaching that, probably someone new, can you just picture Snape or Professor Flitwick teaching that?" Harry laughed.
"I don't know if that would be much fun, to much work"
"Ron, you are lazy!"
"I am not!"
"I was just kidding. Hey look, there's Hermione."
Hermione came over by them.
"Hello Harry, hello Ron. How was your summer? Sorry I wasn't able to come over Ron."
"It was wonderful," said Ron very sarcastically. "We got to denome the garden again. That was fun. Otherwise it was very boring. How was yours Hermione?"
"Oh, I had so much fun, we went to New York, and I got to see a play on Broadway. It was so great."
By this time they had made it onto the train and where looking for a compartment to sit in. The only one that they found that didn't have to many people, or people they didn't like in it was one with a man sitting in the corner, kind of reminiscent of when they met Professor Lupin.
"I guess this is it," said Harry.
"I wonder who he is," said Hermione very quietly, almost whispering.
"He's probably one of the new professors, either DADA or that new class," said Ron.
Just then he woke up.
Methos woke up from his lovely little nap when he heard children talking; "Crap" he thought "Just what I need, a compartment full of kids. Oh Joy." They where looking at him like he was going to yell at them, so he decided to be nice.
"Hello." he said.
"Hello sir, I'm sorry did we wake you?" Asked the girl.
"Yes, but I don't mind. And you three are?"
"I'm Hermione Granger, this is Ron Weasley, and this is Harry Potter." She said, pointing to the redhead and then to the young man with black hair.
"Hello Hermione, hello Ron and Harry."
"And who are you?" asked Ron.
"I am Paul Adams, a new professor at Hogwarts."
"Really? Are you the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?" asked Harry.
"Then you are the teacher for the new class. What was it called again?" said Hermione.
"It is called Defending Yourself Without a Wand."
"What will we do in this class?" asked Harry.
"I am going to teach you how to defend your self and how to be effective in a fight even without your wand."
"No wands?" asked all three.
"Right, no magic allowed in my class."
The three where silent after that. Shortly a witch came by with a cart and asked if they wanted anything, the boy Harry and the girl each got stuff, Harry more than Hermione. Ron didn't get anything, only pulled two sandwiches out of his pocket and looked dolefully at them. Harry and Hermione both shared with him, evidently the three where very good friends. Methos decided to return to his interrupted nap.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione...
The man went back to sleep and the three decided to be very quiet and not wake him again. They all mulled over their opinions and thought about him. Ron thought he was a very odd sort indeed, almost rude. Harry thought he seemed very nice, and it would be very interesting to have his class. Hermione thought that he was a bit rude, but then he was more polite to them than most grownups would have been when their sleep was disturbed like that. They each had a different, yet similar opinion of him. Harry fell asleep as well, Hermione was reading up on Arithmancy, and Ron was reading a comic book Harry had showed him when they had stopped at a muggle store. Before much longer they arrived at Hogwarts.
"Firs' years, firs' years, over here." They could hear Hagrid saying as they got off the train.
"Hello Hagrid!" they said.
"Hi Harry, Ron, Hermione. Had a good summer Harry?" Hagrid asked.
"Yes I did, spent the last month of it with Ron's family again." Harry replied.
"That's good, talk to ya later Harry." Hagrid said, leading the first years off to the castle.
They had lost track of Professor Adams, he must have gone inside already, or he was still sleeping on the train they thought. They all headed up to the castle with the other students. When they got to the Great Hall they saw that Professor Adams was indeed already in the castle, sitting up at the head table with the other teachers. He was talking to Professor Snape and a woman they did not recognize, so they assumed that it must be the new DADA teacher. They took their seats and waited for the Sorting Ceremony to begin.
I didn't change very much in this chapter because I don't want to mess the story up, but there are several spots that need work... like the second Methos bit and that last bit. But I noticed I had the second Methos bit in 1st person POV and the rest of the chapter in a third person so I fixed that. But fixing this is harder than I thought it would be.