_I've been to hell and back. I've seen death, satan himself, I've seen people I love getting hurt, being tortured, I've seen it all. After Voldemorts death things started to grew quiet. It took us a while to get used to it … being safe. It was nice. Only a few months later Ron and I got married and soon our daughter Minerva was born followed by our son Remus. We were happy. We lived a happy, quiet life. Harry and Ginny had gotten married as well. Their son Albus Severus was the same age as Minerva and soon they would start their first year at Hogwarts.
Nevertheless, a few days after Minerva got her invitation letter all of our lives were going to change forever.
My name is Hermione Weasley and this is my story …
Chapter 1
"Mine, Remus! ? Breakfast is ready, come on!" I shouted upstairs, shaking my head at the sleepiness of my children.
A few minutes later my husband entered the room, followed by our children, both of them looking like they have been overrun by a truck.
"You do realize where they get this from, do you not?" I smirked at Ron, my husband, who pressed a light kiss to my cheek.
Everyone sat down at the table, enjoying breakfast together, as we always did on Sundays when I saw an owl flying down to us in the corner of my eye. Graciously, the owl dropped a letter onto my plate and flew away just as quickly as she had come.
"What is it?" Ron asked, stuffing his mouth with some scrambled egg.
"Um …" I turned the envelope. "It's a letter from Hogwarts."
Carefully, I opened the letter, reading.
"Oh my god." I breathed out, covering my mouth with my hand.
"What is it Hermione?"
"I was asked to teach Potions at Hogwarts this year!" I called out, unable to process this information.
"Blimey, Hermione that is amazing!" Ron stood up from his chair and came to hug me tightly.
"You'll be a Professor at Hogwarts, Mum?!" Minerva sat there in awe.
"I suppose yes, dear! The letter says I must go there two weeks before the new year starts which means I have to go…"
"Tomorrow!" Ron finished the sentence, looking a bit disappointed.
"Do you not want me to go? I mean ... I suppose I could stay home if you wanted me to I don't have to take the position."
"Are you kidding me? You have to do this Hermione, this is like your biggest dream ever. Remus and I will manage without the girls, won't we son?"
"You're the best." I sighed, kissing him lightly.
"I think I'm going to vomit." Minerva rolled her eyes, imitating vomit sounds at the sight of us.
I raised my brow at her before saying: "I suppose I should start packing then, shouldn't I?"
The next day I made sure whether or not I had packed everything about 500 times. I was as nervous as I had been before my first year at Hogwarts. I was excited for the students and the other teachers and just for being at Hogwarts again. Even after all these years Hogwarts was home.
"I'll miss you …" Ron whispered, caressing my cheek.
"I'll miss you too, Ronald." I pressed my lips against his in a lightly.
From the corner of my eye I saw my children coming towards us and backed away from my husband slightly.
"Remus, you be good okay? Do what you father says!" I pointed a finger at him, before pulling my son into a hug. "Minerva, I'll see you at Hogwarts in two weeks."
I took a last look at my family, holding back some tears in my eyes. My family was everything to me, always had been. I sent them a last smile before I apparated away from them.
Meanwhile at the house of Harry and Ginny Potter …
"You all set, darling?" Ginny asked her husband, smiling at him.
"Ginny you sure it's okay for me to go?" He sighed, pressing his forehead against hers.
"Harry," Ginny breathed out, „You have been asked to teach Defense Against The Dark Arts at Hogwarts. Of course you have to go. I couldn't live with myself if I held you back. Besides, you'll be home for Christmas, will you not?"
"Of course I will, sweetheart." Harry nodded. "I'm excited for Albus to join me in two weeks. I just wish he wasn't so scared of being put into Slytherin."
"He will be alright, Harry. His father is the greatest wizard in the world, he will do fine no matter which house he gets put in."
"You're right. It's time for me to go, we all know McGonagall does not like for her staff to be late."
Harry put his wife into a tight hug before kissing her deeply. "I'll write to you!" He told her before apparating away.
After all these years Hermione still hated apparating. It made her feel dizzy and just … weird but once the weird feeling had passed she finally got her first good look at Hogwarts after all these years. It was still as beautiful as it had been on Day 1 the remains of the war almost not noticeable at all. Hermione walked through the big gates straight towards McGonagall's office, who was headmistress at Hogwarts now.
"Miss Granger, what a pleasure to see you." The elderly woman came towards her, hugging her.
"Pleasure is mine, Headmistress but it's Miss Weasley now, remember?" Hermione smiled politely.
"Of course it is, forgive me dear. Oh how glad I was when both of you accepted my invitation to teach at Hogwarts."
"Both of us…?"
It knocked.
"Come in, Mr. Potter."
Hermione turned around, staring at the opening door.
"Harry?!"
"Hermione?!"
"What are you doing here?" Hermione asked in awe, getting up from her chair and walking towards her friend.
"I'm teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts this year! What about you?" When they reached each other they fell into a tight hug.
"I'm teaching Potions."
Smiles appeared on both of their faces.
"Jesus Christ it's been too long, has it not?" Hermione asked, shaking her head lightly.
"Last Christmas I suppose?"
McGonagall cleared her throat. "Forgive me for interrupting this heartwarming reunion but we are not here for fun. Off you go, there is much to prepare!"
"Of course Headmistress." They said in sync.
"Oh and I hope I do not have to remind you, of the ruled of Hogwarts. They apply for staff as they do for students. I assume you two have grown up enough to stay out of trouble for once?"
Harry and Hermione both nodded, before walking out of McGonagall's office.
"Can you believe it, Hermione?" Harry asked me after we had closed the door behind us. "That we're really here again? I mean we haven't been here since … you know what night."
I tilted my head and looked at him, grabbing his shoulder carefully. "I know right? It's just crazy. It's been so long but when you're back here it seems like all of it had happened just yesterday."
"Well, I've missed seeing you every day…" Harry smiled at me. "…and Ron, of course. Shame he isn't here."
"I know …" I said, letting out a sigh. "But our kids will be here soon, right? Is Albus excited?"
"More scared to be put into Slytherin."
"Well he's got nothing to worry about even in Slytherin Ginny and you are brilliant wizards, so will he."
Harry nodded in agreement and pulled me into a hug. I inhaled his scent out of habit and smiled. He still smelled like the 11 year old boy, she had met on the train to Hogwarts so many years ago.
"Let's do this."
"Let's do this."
AN: soooo here we are! let me tell you one thing i was TERRIFIED of posting this bc i've never dared to write HP fanfic before ... but idk i searched for a fic like this but didn't find one so i just wrote one myself. please leave a review and tell me whether to continue or not?/p
lots of love/p
-leah/p