Title: Forbidden Temptations
Rating: T
Summary: How does a fiery affair between Hermione Granger, bushy-haired bookworm, and Draco Malfoy, the blonde, Slytherin, newly hired Defense against the Dark Arts teacher, turn into love? In fact, how does the fiery affair begin at all?
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Prologue
Early August in the Hogwarts headmistress office, Minerva McGonagall was pacing her office. Every now and then, she would sit down at her big desk, deep in thought, and then she would get up with a sigh and continue pacing.
The portrait of Albus Dumbledore seemed quite amused. "Minerva," he said, "What is the trouble? You seem very upset indeed."
The Hogwarts headmistress looked up at Dumbledore. "I can't seem to find an adequate replacement for the defense against the dark arts position," she cried in distress, "And Professor Sprout has retired, too! Don't forget that I need a new Muggle Studies professor as well! Oh, what am I to do, Albus?"
The former headmaster pondered for a moment. "Wasn't Neville Longbottom exceptionally good at Herbology? I'm sure he would be perfectly qualified for the position."
Professor McGonagall looked delighted. "What a great idea, Albus! I can hire the newly graduated students!" she exclaimed, "I'll owl Mr. Longbottom right away!"
She walked over to a big filing cabinet and pulled out a handful of files, examining them carefully before pulling out a folder. "Yes, Mrs. Abbott for the Muggle Studies position. She will do fine."
And in no time at all, Professor McGonagall had sent the two owls to the two students.
Now she was faced with another problem. There was still no one to fill the defense against the dark arts position! Harry Potter, Ronald Weasley, or Hermione Granger were good choices, but in order to teach seventh years, they would first have to complete their seventh year at Hogwarts, which they had not yet done. Professor McGonagall had different plans for those three anyway. No, they were out of the question.
And once again, the headmistress was rescued by Professor Dumbledore's wisdom. "Minerva," he said with a twinkle in his eye, "I have a quite daring suggestion for the post of defense against the dark arts."
She looked up. She asked, curious, "Who is it, Albus?"
Dumbledore closed his eyes, "And oh yes, he is quite a good dueler, more than qualified for the position. I remember he even beat me once." The portrait chuckled. "He is a fine young boy, if just not a little troubled by the dark arts."
Professor McGonagall stepped back, ten different emotions displayed on her face, "Oh no. You can't mean…"
Dumbledore nodded. "Draco Malfoy."
Author's Note: Hi Everybody! This is my first FanFic! So don't hesitate to tell me if there is something I can improve on! And to anyone that reviews, I'll give you a little preview of the next chapter in a reply before I post it sometime next week!