Harry Potter muttered as he lugged his trunk down the staircase at his parent's house. Today was the first day of his seventh year at Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry, but unlike the other students he wasn't happy at all. His mother, yes you heard that right, his mother was going to be teaching at Hogwarts. Teaching him and his friends aha! How unfair was that? It was cruel! He loved his mum, but cruel remember!

"Woah!" James exclaimed when he saw his son lose his grip on his trunk and it come tumbling down the staircase. "Watch out there my boy." He laughed, as he turned his wand to fill the trunk up with all of his son's things.

Lily suddenly was behind her son with a comb. "Your hair's a mess. You can't possibly go to school looking like that. Imagine what everyone will think of me! James! How could you give him that awful hair of yours?" She whined.

"Awe, the both of you are going to have so much fun this year." James smiled at the two, while he thought Lily would stop picking on him about the little things. "I won't see either of you until Christmas right? Some peace and..." He shut his mouth and said how he was just kidding when Lily raised her hand threateningly. "I love you." He told her quietly.

"Dad! You can't really expect me to get through this school year with her teaching there!" Harry looked at him pleadingly, but didn't get any agreement. "Maybe it would have been better if you both died in the attack." He mumbled.

Lily lost her excitement when she heard that. James's jaw dropped. "You would have liked it better huh? You would have loved living at your aunt Petunia's and uncle Vernon's place would you have?" James questioned him. "You have some bravery to say something like that!"

"Don't worry about it, James. I'll contact Professor Dumbledore and tell him I can't teach there if Harry's that uncomfortable with the idea." She told him quietly.

"You will do no such thing. You've earned this job." James told his wife. "I better not hear something like that leave your mouth again. Your mother almost died saving your life. I almost died that night so long ago. I don't know what would have happened to you, but this year is going to be fun for both you and your mother." He gauaranteed them. "Now let's get some breakfast before the Hogwarts Express leaves without you two." He said while keeping a stern look on his face. What his son just said really did hurt him and Lily after all.

After breakfast James stepped into the fireplace. He grabbed a handful of floo powder and disappeared. Lily looked at her son nervously when James was gone. She really didn't want to make him uncomfortable.

"Maybe it will be fun, dear. I promise I won't call you any cute names. You'll be Mr. Potter to me. If there's a girl you're interested in I'll completely avoid the two of you being together. I'll act like just another teacher while I'm there, honey. Oh! That hair!" Lily tried again to comb his hair back but nothing would work. "Please give me a chance. I won't even fix your hair up while we're there." She begged before stepping back into the fireplace like her husband did.

Harry muttered to himself about how awful this year was going to be. His friends already thought it was strange. It was too late now to convince his mum to change her freaking mind though so he stepped into the fireplace, pulling his trunk behind him, and disappearing like his parents had after shouting King's Cross.

"James...It's obvious he doesn't want me to teach there."

"Lily, I won't hear it. You wanted this teaching position. It suits you and he'll get used to it after some time."

Harry waved at them to make his presence noticed and they both went quiet. "Am I supposed to call you professor now?" Harry asked as they led him to the barrier that led to plat form nine and three quarters.

"That will be fine," Lily said. "If we meet in the halls you can call me mum though. I won't deduct points." James gave her a kiss for how cute she was being with this position.

Once they were on the plat form and Lily was looking around at all the students she would soon be teaching and lecturing, James spun Harry around and walked a good enough distance away from Lily.

"I know this year will be awkward. Your mum is excited about it though. Just stay close to your friends, don't cause any trouble, and I'm sure she won't be any trouble for you." James told his son. Harry nodded with a glum face. "Now that that's said, I want you to try your hardest at school. Don't go looking for trouble with that Draco boy either please. It's not worth your time." He told him.

"Harry, Harry!" Hermione suddenly shouted from the crowded platform as she made it over to him with Ron. "Is it true? Is your mum really teaching us at Hogwarts?" She asked with a hopeful gint in her eyes. "That will be amazing if she is. She's so smart and I always liked your mother." She told him.

Ron rolled his eyes. "Of course she's not teaching at Hogwarts. That's completely against the rules is it not? Complete foolishness you're speaking." Ron muttered.

"Not exactly," James smiled at Ron. "Professor Potter will be teaching at Hogwarts this year. Perhaps if she would stop talking to other parents she could talk with all of you." He said as he reached out for his wife's hand. "Love, the children are wondering if you are teaching at Hogwarts this year." He told her.

"Oh! Yes, yes I am." Lily answered excitedly. "I'm going to be teaching Muggle Studies. I hope the three of you are in my class." James nudged Harry painfully when he lifted his wand to his neck. "We should be bording the train now. Instead of waving from outside this year I can sit inside with the three of you!" She said before kissing James on the lips.

James kissed her and gave her a hug while looking at his son apologetically. Harry didn't know how, but he was going to get through the year one way or another.