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A/N: Hey, my first fic. Please review and let me know how it's started. Flames welcome, everything welcome actually.lol. Cheers, Desera :)
"Welcome Professors," Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry announces to the people gathered around the circular table in the middle of the Great Hall, the normal four house tables are not present being that the new school year doesn't start for another day. "I would like to take this time to welcome and introduce the new members of staff, as well as the old ones. It is tradition here at Hogwarts to announce each professor, new and old, and state their title and subject, and so it shall remain. First, we have Professor McGonagall, she will be teaching Transfiguration. As you all know the professor held the title of Deputy Headmaster. But she has decided to retire as sorts. Professor McGonagall will keep her teaching post but will no longer hold the Deputy Headmaster title. Next, Professor Snape, he shall be taking on the roll of Deputy Headmaster and resigning as Potions Master. Our dear Mediwitch is, of course, Madam Pomfrey. Herbology has a new Professor and that would be Professor Longbottom. Diviation will be instructed by Professor Zabini. Our new flying coach is Professor Weasley. History of Magic shall be taught be Professor Granger. Our new Defence Against the Dark Arts is Professor Potter. Professor Hagrid will, of course, be teaching the Care of Magical Creatures course. We have a new subject, Apparation lessons. Being that Apparation is hard to grasp, I thought it would be best if students had a scheduled module to learn to do so. Professor Lupin shall be instructing these lessons. And it appears our new Potions Master has yet to arrive. We have lost so many people due to the war. But it has been five years. We have rebuilt our society, and Hogwarts is once again fit to be run. I believe students are growing impatient being taught at home. Now I…"
Before the Headmaster could continue, he was cut off by the doors to the Great Hall opening. A small blonde head peeked inside. The blonde head soon had a body accompanying it as it stepped into the room. A small child, around the age of four was starring at the group of Professors. Her eyes finally sought out the Headmaster and with a cry of "Dumbly!" She dashed across the Great Hall and into Dumbledore's arms. The ancient Headmaster lifted her into his arms and held her close. She returned the gesture by hugging him tightly. She pulled back after a few moments and smiled a dazzling smile.
"Lily, my dear child, where is your Father?" He inquired with sparkling blue eyes.
"He, em, I kinda ran, em, I don't k'ow. Daddy told me to wait while he took our luggage out of the cawwaige but I was too e'cited to see you and I came wooking for you. I reco'nized the Hall from all the pictures Daddy showeded me and all the stories he told me abou' when he came here." Lily mumbled looking down, her long blonde hair catching the light off the candles overhead.
As if right on cue, the doors to the Great Hall pushed open simultaneously. A man, around six foot, stalked into the Hall. The other Professors looked on in shock. It was not that the man was absolutely gorgeous, dressed in tight fitting white washed jeans, white tank top with an open baby blue button down shirt over and expensive looking black leather shoes, with silver blonde hair framing his startling silver/grey eyes falling to just past his shoulders, that had caught their attention. What truly had the Professors shocked is that this man before them, that wore a look of absolute worry on his face, which quickly turned into relief once he laid eyes on Lily, still nestled in Professor Dumbledore's arms, was Draco Malfoy. The same Draco Malfoy that everyone had thought to be dead these past five years. After the war the remaining Death Eaters had been rounded up. They were put on trial and tested under vertutisilum to see who had been acting under the Imperious Curse and who had been willingly in league with the Dark Lord. During the trials, information was discovered that shocked the Order. The Malfoys were completely guilty, all except for one. One Draco Malfoy, according to the Death Eaters, was held against his will at the Manor. Kept in the Dungeons and used as a 'play thing' by the Dark Lord. Sometimes he'd share his 'toy' with his most loyal Death Eaters, including Draco's own father. It was also discovered that while Draco was at school, he was held under the Imperious Curse. As far as the Death Eaters knew, Draco had died at the hands of their Lord before the final battle. Nothing more was ever discovered, no body found. Professor Dumbledore had held a small funeral for him, as was held for every other student that had fallen. The entire year, or what was left of it, had been in attendance. But now it appeared that they had all been wrong. Draco Malfoy was not dead and apparently Albus Dumbledore knew the truth.