Disclaimer- I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters. J.K. Rowling
does. I just write Fanfics. That's all.

A/N= This part is very very very very very boring. This is my all time low.
J/K. There will be romance next time, this is more of a philosophical
look at Hermione's thoughts. It's Not a N/Hr though, so be warned XD!




Where I find You

Graduation. Seven years of dread and fear looking you right in the
eye. Seven years of anticipation and wondering what you're going
to do with your life, all behind you. Because, when you're there, you're
living in the moment.

Harry, Ron, Neville, Seamus, Dean, even Draco Malfoy. Standing
there, oh so handsome, waiting for their names to be called. It was their
assurance. The writing in pen. They'd made it.

Lavender and Parvati. Not giggling for once, apprehension dawning
on their faces.

The last Hermione had heard, Harry and Ron were doing great as
Aurors, Seamus and Dean working their way up in the ministry, and Neville,
of course, had taken up teaching Herbology from the aging Professor Sprout.
Lavender was getting critical acclaim for her ability to find out the
latest gossip in the lives of the rich and famous, and Parvati owned an
admired Beauty Salon called 'Madame P's Salon for Glamorous witches'. And
Draco Malfoy? Probably deep into the Dark Arts, not that Hermione cared.
He had his life, and she had hers.

And where was she? Hogwarts,of course. Like she'd end up anywhere
else. Teaching Charms, Awarding house points, taking them away, the usual.
Everything was great, three years had pasted since graduation, three years
teaching, three years apart from many of her best friends. Except Neville,
he and Hermione had grown quite close, but nothing romantic, just
friendship.

But something odd had happened last year. Snape had left. For how
long, Hermione did not know, nor did she care. But she wished he was gone
for good. The only problem was, someone had to replace him, someone from
Slytherin House. And that was it. Nothing else even remotely odd.
Nothing else challenging.

Nothing. Hermione Granger with out a challenge. It was like
Juicy Fruit with out the Fruity flavour. Boring.

"Hermione!" Neville called, slightly out of breath. " Dumbledore
wants all the teachers in his office now." He smiled. "I think he's
announcing the new Potions Master."

" I should get out the video camera, we outta tape this...."
Hermione muttered sarcastically.

" Video Camera?" Neville asked blankly.

" Never mind, let's go."
*
" Now, as You may already know, Serverus Snape left us last year."

" Thank God." Neville muttered under his breath. Snape had always
been horrid( I love that word, XD) to him.

" It has been confirmed that he is only leaving for a year.
He will be back." Neville Groaned quietly.

" Now, our new potions master for this year, will be......."


Oooo, a cliffhanger. Why do the beginnings of all my stories bore me to
death? This is my first fic on ff.net, but I haven't finished typing my
others yet so there's your explanation. Sorry about the Juicy Fruit
comment, it was really early and I was chewing allot of juicy fruit.
Try and guess who the new potions master is, I dare you......