In this story Severus Snape is still alive, Kingsley Shacklebolt is Minister of Magic, and Minerva McGonagoll is Head of Hogwarts.

Prologue

Harry went upstairs to the Room of Requirement- he just wanted some space. Families downstairs were grieving for friends and family members that they had lost in the Battle of Hogwarts. His job was done now, no one needed him to do their bidding, he was a free man who had no idea what he was going to do with himself. "Pondering what to do next Potter?" Severus Snape said pulling Harry out of his thoughts.

"Yes Sir," Harry smiled at him. "You?"

"Same, Minerva has already offered me the DADA position," Severus looked downcast. "I want to go back to teaching potions; I want to forget about the Dark Arts."

"Then why don't you?"

"Horrace Slughorn is here teaching potions," Severus shifted on the bench he was sitting on to give Harry a place to sit.

"There you two are; I have been looking for you everywhere!" Minerva McGonagoll scolded. "I have been talking to horrace Slughorn, he wishes to return back into retirement, therefore we need a new Potions Master - any takers?"

"Yes, I will take it, but what about DADA? No one will want the cursed job," Severus looked back at the floor.

"That's where Mr Potter comes into the equation."

"Huh? Why me?"

"Well, you were keen to become an Auror, but having spent your life fighting Dark wizards, I thought maybe you would like a change. How about becoming our new DADA teacher?" A shadow of a smile crossed Minerva's face.

"I don't know anything about teaching." Harry reasoned.

"You led Dumbledore's Army in your fifth year, you know all the spells and can do them non verbally." McGonagoll pointed out.

"I can show you how to set and mark homework to begin with," Severus reasoned. Minerva raised her eyebrows sharply.

"Seven years acting like you hate him and now you are taking him under your wing, please say you are showing your true colours."

"I had to act like an old bat, as a certain young man would call me, permanently so I didn't let my guard down and endanger the pupils of this school."

"Well it's sorted then, Harry, welcome to the teaching staff. You can move in immediatly, you might want to set up your classroom, teaching will have to commence soon, we have a month left and the castle will be repared soon too. Good day," Minerva left the two men in silence.

"Is she always like that?" Harry whispered when she has dissappeared down the corridor.

"Yep, pretty much."