Author: QuillofRavenclaw
Story: Prince of the Night
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or make any money off of this fanfiction.
Teaching hadn't always been on Hermione's list of potential careers. It had been hard to decide on a career with a war looming on the horizon during her years at Hogwarts. Of course housewife was also never high on that list, but she had done it for years while her children Rose and Hugo were growing up.
It wasn't that Hermione didn't enjoy spending time with her kids; on the contrary Hermione loved them. No, it was the fact that Hermione simply hadn't had a choice in the matter. Her husband Ronald was loving, but also controlling and he had always kept her home claiming that they didn't need the additional income of her working.
To Hermione it was never about working for pay, but working for the sheer joy of being useful. Ron would have kept her home for years if he hadn't been pronounced infertile after the birth of Hugo. When Hermione received a letter from Headmistress McGonagall about the prospect of Teaching Muggle Studies and History of Magic at Hogwarts she was thrilled, but worried about Ron's reaction. To her discovery, he had just received a letter that he was invited to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts. They agreed that Hogwarts was a welcoming idea. They decided not to tell the children that they would be moving to Hogwarts, as Rose was going to be attending school this year and Hugo would be attending the next year.
They had seen Rose off on the train earlier today. Instead of driving home Ron went to the parking lot to vanish the car then meet Hermione and Hugo to apparate to Hogsmeade.
"Mom, what are we doing here?" Hugo asked.
"You'll see," Hermione said.
They walked off to the gates of Hogwarts. Hermione and Ron drew their wands to remove the wards on the gates that only rose for teachers. The iron gates gave a great shiver and then creaked open to allow entry. "Welcome to Hogwarts Hugo"
Hermione had already been to their family quarters on the second floor to modify them to their tastes. The family room walls were adorned with a light gold paint. The floors were hardwood and the furniture was dressed in burgundy. The room held true to its owners typical house colors. Hugo's room was done in shades of hunter green, while the room Rose would use on vacation was done in various hues of purple. The master bedroom was done in black, blue, and silver.
"Well do you guys like it?" she asked.
"Why's our room Blue Mione? We're not Ravenclaws why do we have their colors?" Ron asked
"Well, we can't very well use only red and gold to decorate! I would go out of my mind." Hermione said as she lit a fire in the fireplace. Ron pouted as he plopped on the couch with a thud. Their trunks had all been sent to the corner and the family began unpacking their things.
After hours of settling in to their new quarters they began to get ready for the start of term feast. Hermione dressed in purple robes while her husband dressed in red, looking like an over ripened tomato. "Ronald why are you wearing those monstrous robes, they clash with your hair so badly!"
"Because I want to show them whose side I am on! Go Gryffindor!" He said proudly.
"Ronald, you need to be more mature than that as a Hogwarts professor. Please try not to show that much bias," she commented as she straightened his collar.
"Snape always showed bias to his Slytherin inbreeds!" Ron shouted.
"Ronald! You're a pureblood wizard yourself," she said. She walked over to Hugo's room and knocked, "Honey are you ready yet?"
"I'll be right out mom," he replied. When the door opened Hermione shook her head at his attire. He wore simple jeans and a sweater.
"Hugo, now that we're living at Hogwarts we have to follow some different standards, please put on your standard black wizarding robes quickly!" She said as she pulled a hat out of her dresser.
"And you said my choices were off," Ron said as he gestured towards the hat
"I'm following Hogwarts tradition. If you'd have read Hogwarts a History you would know that hats are always traditionally worn by women at the start of term feast," She said. Hugo appeared from his room wearing his black robes. "Ah good, at least your son looks presentable." Hermione said as they strolled out of the portrait.
The start of term feast was different from this side of the table. Hermione, Ron and Hugo sat at the far right side of the great hall. Hermione sat next to Professor Rodham who had taken over the charms post after the retirement of Professor Flitwick. Not many teachers remained from her days as a student. The only remaining professors were Hagrid, Professor Sprout and Professor Vector. There were many faces and names that Hermione was vaguely familiar with, but she looked forward to talking to the other professors.
"Welcome students to the start of term feast. Shortly Deputy Headmistress Professor Sprout will be leading in the new students," Professor McGonagall proclaimed from the podium. Just then the doors burst open to see the trembling first years being lead through the door. Hermione caught Rose's eye and grinned at the deer in the headlights expression that was glancing back at her.
"When I call your name, kindly go to the stool to get sorted," Professor Sprout instructed. Since the war more children had been sorted into Gryffindor and Hufflepuff and it showed in tonight's sorting. Albus had been sorted into Gryffindor and sat down at the table next to his brother James. Malfoy's son had been sorted into Ravenclaw. Finally Rose's name was called and she walked to the podium with a gleam in her eye. She sat under the hat for the longest time out of the group and it finally pronounced its decision
"RAVENCLAW"