Disclaimer: I do not anything except my feeble attempt at a story line and
the new Malfoy residence. : ) All characters, objects, and settings in
the Harry Potter book series are property of J.K. Rowling, not myself.
Blah, Blah, Blah ... I'm sure you get the point.
Hermione's P.O.V.
There was a clicking on her bedroom window. She opened her tired eyes; vision still blurred from sleep, and saw a barn owl perched on her window sill. She walked over to the large bird, and saw a letter tied to its leg. She freed the its of its burden and the tawny owl took off immediately. It was addressed to a Miss Hermione Granger. Hermione turned over the envelope, and saw the Hogwarts seal. She opened the letter.
Dear Miss Granger,
As you know, Hogwarts has always had difficulty securing a Defense against the Dark Arts teacher to the position for more than one year. Well, our troubles have thickened, once again. No one will accept the position for its reputation. I have gotten word that you are currently unemployed. I was only hoping that you might be interested in taking the job. When you make your decision, please send an owl ahead.
Thank you, Albus Dumbledore
"What are you doing up, Hermione?" Draco said sleepily from behind her.
"I've just gotten a letter from Hogwarts; Dumbledore wants me to teach Defense against the Dark Arts." She replied. "He addressed the letter to Miss Hermione Granger..."
"I don't think that man likes me very much..."
Hermione laughed. "Yes, I think he does like you... after what you did for them all... how could he not?" The smile slipped from her face.
He wrapped his arms around the small of her waist and planted a soft kiss on her neck. "Come back to bed..."
Hermione's P.O.V.
There was a clicking on her bedroom window. She opened her tired eyes; vision still blurred from sleep, and saw a barn owl perched on her window sill. She walked over to the large bird, and saw a letter tied to its leg. She freed the its of its burden and the tawny owl took off immediately. It was addressed to a Miss Hermione Granger. Hermione turned over the envelope, and saw the Hogwarts seal. She opened the letter.
Dear Miss Granger,
As you know, Hogwarts has always had difficulty securing a Defense against the Dark Arts teacher to the position for more than one year. Well, our troubles have thickened, once again. No one will accept the position for its reputation. I have gotten word that you are currently unemployed. I was only hoping that you might be interested in taking the job. When you make your decision, please send an owl ahead.
Thank you, Albus Dumbledore
"What are you doing up, Hermione?" Draco said sleepily from behind her.
"I've just gotten a letter from Hogwarts; Dumbledore wants me to teach Defense against the Dark Arts." She replied. "He addressed the letter to Miss Hermione Granger..."
"I don't think that man likes me very much..."
Hermione laughed. "Yes, I think he does like you... after what you did for them all... how could he not?" The smile slipped from her face.
He wrapped his arms around the small of her waist and planted a soft kiss on her neck. "Come back to bed..."