It has been six years since the war at Hogwarts. Hermione is, now, a grown woman with a full education. She aspired to become a professor and succeeded at Beaubaton's Academy. Hermione had taught there for two years before getting caught having an affair with one of the other professors. In Hermione's defense, the woman was from a long line of Sirens that derived from Veelas. Unemployed and depressed, Hermione decided to get in contact with her former friends. She wrote Harry, Ron, and Ginny; she asked how they were, what they were up to, then told them about what happened. Their responses came the very same day.
Well, you know Ginny and I have been serious from the beginning. I'm preparing to propose to her. What do you think? I'm sorry about your career, mate... and about you're lady friend. It really isn't hard to expect, being what she is, that she would go for students as well as adults. Why don't you go visit McGonagall? Maybe she'll have an opening for you. I'm sure she won't discriminate against you; just as long as you kept it to yourself... like she does. Anyway, I have to go get ready for the biggest night of my life.
Love you, Miss you Harry
Hermione's eyebrows were knit together in confusion. Minerva McGonagall is a lesbian? She shook her head and went on to read the next letter.
Hello love!
You need to push past this! Brush that woman off like dust on a book you haven't read in a year... wait that would be month for you. You're strong, mate. Someone who would go after students like that isn't worth your time. I agree with Harry; you should definitely go see McGonagall. If Hogwarts doesn't boost your reputation, I don't know what will. I do believe that McGonagall wouldn't care about your preferences.
"Oh, here we go again." Hermione thought.
After all she was Dumbledor's best friend, wasn't she? She didn't interfere there. I have to go now, I have the slightest feeling tonight is a special night.
Good luck,
Ginny
"Albus Dumbledor and Minerva McGonagall are both..." Hermione's eyes threatened to pop out of their sockets. "No, impossible. I would have picked up on that." Hermione shook her head once more and rolled her eyes as the last letter arrived with an uncoordinated owl. She opened it gently; slightly afraid of its contents. Ron and she didn't end on good terms. Hermione broke his heart with the news of her sexual orientation.
Mione! It's been a while since I've heard from you. I'm a married man now; after Hogwarts, I got back with Lavender and we had a son together. He's now 4 years old. I'm sorry to hear things haven't worked out for you. The only thing I can think of is to apply at Hogwarts. You love that castle anyway and it would be a shame to see you unhappy. You never know until you try.
Ron
Hermione shook her head for the final time, only not in confusion. She wasn't about to beg McGonagall for a job. Defiant, she was, but that didn't stop her friends. With in one week, Hermione received a letter from Minvera McGonagall.
Dear Miss Granger,
It was brought to my attention that you are currently unemployed. It has been painfully obvious to me that I needed to find a Transfiguration Professor before the end of this month. My sources tell me that you have experience in teaching Transfiguration and my knowledge serves me well to remember that you had Outstandings all your years at Hogwarts in my class. Please take this letter into consideration. There is no pride from me; I am willing to beg. As far as what happend at Beaubaton's, the past is the past and you are more than welcome back to Hogwarts.
Headmistress
Minerva McGonagall
PS: Cause no harm to the future Mr. and Mrs. Potter.
Hermione chuckled for the first time in a month. She's going to have to thank them. Hermione looked around for a piece of parchment and found none. She then decided to scribble on the bottom of McGonagall's letter.
I accept!
With in a few days, Hermione was back at Hogwarts being shown to her chambers.
"It's great to have you back, Hermione." The older witch smiled.
"It's great to be back, professor." McGonagall shook her head.
"Call me Minerva; we're colleagues after all." Minerva reached over to pat Hermione on the shoulder and left her to unpack her life. Halfway through, An enchanted paper airplane made its way into Hermione's room. She unfolded the parchment and read out loud.
"Your attendance is required in the teachers lounge." Hermione sighed nervously and made her way to the lounge. She was shocked to find Neville was a part of the staff and that old Flitwick was still teaching. Just as Hermione sat, Minerva began.
"Good afternoon. I called everyone here to reintroduce Hermione Granger to you. She will be taking Transfiguration for me so I can perform Headmistress duties." barely through the beginning of the speech, a pretty little blond caught Hermione's eye; she looked slightly familiar, but Hermione couldn't place her.. She took notice of the charm bracelet and the shall around her shoulders and rolled her eyes.
"Probably the new Divination Professor." She thought with a huff. Hermione tried to pay attention to Minerva, but her eyes kept straying to the petite blond. When Minerva noticed and tried to hide her amusement. When she was through, Minerva put her hand at the lower back of the petite professor. Hermione wanted to rip Minerva's arm off and felt immediately embarrassed at the thought because they were headed her way. Minerva smirked slyly.
"Sybil, you remember Hermione?" All Hermione could see was these intense blue eyes staring at her, she didn't notice the devious grin playing on the Divination teacher's lips.
