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Authors' Note:

Megz: Hello! Well, after a long break, Moki and I are back!! Unfortunately, we were unable to finish our previous fic, since we were about three years younger at the time and were very, very, very immature and had absolutely no idea what the point of the story was, and couldn't think of a way to end it. But thanks to all the readers and reviewers, I hope you like our newest fic!

Moki: We're back again, with another Malfoy/Granger ship story. Uh we're planning on having complimentary pictures, drawn by myself, that go along with the chapters. I don't know when those will be up though... Well hope you enjoy Professors, Pranks, and Parties. We'll also be having a couple of other fanfics later. Schools about to start so we might be a little busy.

Chapter 1

"I'M ALMOST READY, STOP KNOCKING ON THE DOOR! HONESTLY, COULD YOU WAIT FIVE MINUTES?!"

Hermione Granger was rushing around her room trying to pack everything she could think of that she would need to bring to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, in which she would now be living and working. Ron and Harry were waiting ever so patiently outside of her bedroom. The trio was going back to their old school together, well at least to help Hermione settle in. She was never so unprepared, but the whole summer she was planning out her whole schedule for the class for all seven years.

Charms, her favorite class…

Oh what was she kidding herself she loved all of her classes.

With the previous professor, Professor Flitwick, leaving his position as Charms teacher for retirement (it is believed he wants begin a new life in Hawaii…) the position was open and Hermione gladly applied for the position. Hermione wasn't too interested into becoming part of the Ministry and becoming an Auror like Harry and Ron.

Ron began knocking rapidly on Hermione's bedroom with the back of his hand. "Five minutes! Five minutes! Let's go you're already late. LOOK YOU'RE LATE! WHAT KIND OF TEACHER IS LATE?"

"Yuck… look at your hair." Ron said lifting a tangle of Hermione's hair and letting it fall back on her head.

"Yeah… you might want to fix that 'Mione..." Harry said and Hermione rolled her eyes back, flicked her wand and voilà, the tangled messy curls from rushing around turned into smooth and shiny waves.

"Well, boys, shall we?"

The three spun around and pop, they Apparated out of Hermione's parent's home to Hogwarts.

Draco Malfoy frantically searched the manor. Where in Merlin's name was the stupid house elf when he needed it? Only ten minutes until he was expected at the school and he couldn't find the bloody elf that was supposed to have packed his things.

"Binky! Binky! BINKY!" Draco yelled through the manor. Finally there was a loud pop, and a timid elf with large green eyes the size of tennis balls and wearing nothing but a dirty rag appeared before of him. "Binky, where are my things?" Draco asked coldly.

"Binky has already sent them to Hogwarts, Master Malfoy, sir!" squeaked the elf.

"Very well," replied Draco. "I shall leave shortly." He walked across his spacious bedroom adorned in green and silver to his tidy mahogany desk. He picked up an envelope with a broken red Hogwarts seal on the top of a pile of documents. Enclosed in the envelope was a letter reading:

To Mister Draco Malfoy:

You have been gladly accepted at Hogwarts as the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. You are to report to the school on the first of August at seven o'clock with your belongings and will be shown your living quarters, office, and classroom. Any work supplies needed will be provided. You will have one day to settle in before the students arrive.

Sincerely,

Albus Dumbledore
Headmaster

Draco took the letter as well as his documents of lesson plans and placed them in a briefcase. Whatever made him want to go back to his former school was beyond him. He had planned to work in the Ministry like his father, but Severus Snape had contacted him with a job offer at Hogwarts. Dumbledore was desperate for a young new teacher, as the job still seemed to be cursed as no DADA professor had lasted more than a year for the past ten years. After a few days hesitation, Draco accepted the offer, knowing he had always received top marks in the class and supposed he could find delight in torturing Gryffindors as his former professor, Severus Snape, had done.

Looking around once for anything else he needed and finding nothing, he walked to the fireplace in front of his bed and stepped in, stating clearly, "Hogwarts."

POP

The trio arrived at Hogsmeade in front of Honeyduke's, a small distance from Hogwarts.

"You know," Ron said, "you might want to suck up a little, you know, get some candy for Dumbledore or something."

"I don't need or believe in sucking up, you git! Whatever I get, I'll earn with hard work and not bribing the headmaster!" Hermione scolded. "Now hurry up, I'm already late!"

Harry and Ron laughed as their friend flipped her hair in the most Hermione-ish way possible and followed her towards the castle grounds.

The grounds of Hogwarts were covered with golden leaves and the atmosphere was pleasant with a slight autumn breeze. Upon arriving to the gate, Hermione sent a Patronus, which took the form of a silver otter, to the castle to alert them of her arrival. Moments later Professor McGonagall emerged from the school to open the gate.

"Welcome back!" McGonagall greeted. "Harry, Ron, Hermione, good to see you all again."

"Same with you, Professor," replied Harry politely, though he felt slightly intimidated from seeing his former Head of House again. "Well, we should probably be getting back."

"Oh, yeah, Auror business, you know," Ron followed Harry's lead. "We'd love to stay, but we were supposed to be back at the Ministry an hour ago...but you know, Hermione had to be so unprepared..."

"RONALD WEASLEY YOU--" the professor started to drag Hermione back to the castle, remembering Ron and Hermione's rows from when they were still students.

"Come along, Hermione, I'll show you to your rooms!" she insisted.

"Yeah, well we'll be seeing you!" Ron said hastily. "Write soon!" Harry and Ron chuckled and waved as Hermione and McGonagall disappeared into the school.

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Professor McGonagall led Hermione to her office with an adjoining bedroom. The bedroom was spacious and bare except for a bed, desk, dresser, and wardrobe. Insisting that the she was capable of unpacking without the help of house elves, her luggage was waiting next to her bed.

"Now, I'll let you get settled in, but there is a staff meeting in the Great Hall in an hour," said McGonagall.

"Oh okay, thanks, Professor," Hermione replied.

"It's Minerva, now, Hermione," noted McGonagall. "Seeing as you're no longer my student and now my colleague, we should be on a first name basis."

"Oh, right," Hermione said. "Well, thanks, Minerva."

"I'll see you tomorrow then, the students should be arriving later in the afternoon so you'll have all day to relax." With that, she left the room.

Having only an hour before the meeting, Hermione hastily unpacked her things, stuffing clothes untidily in her wardrobe and dresser. She took out her pictures of her family and the one of her, Harry, and Ron. It felt just like it did back at school, except now she was a teacher. Hermione felt some nervousness bubble inside of her. She took out her lesson plans and neatly stacked them on her desk, along with her favorite book: Hogwarts: A History. Looking out her window she had a nice view of the grounds, the Forbidden Forest lurking in the background and Hagrid's Hut not too far away. Yes, she was definitely home.

Brushing ash off his robes, Draco stepped out of the fireplace into the cold, bare office of his former potions master, Severus Snape, who was waiting for him.

"Severus," Draco drawled.

"Draco," Snape replied. "You're looking more like your father every time I see you."

"And you're looking more like an old lonely man every time I see you," Draco replied. "You really ought to get yourself a woman, Snape." Snape glared, then chuckled a little.

"Well enough with the warm and fuzzy welcome. I'll show you to your rooms."

They walked out into the silent hallway and out of the dungeons. When they reached Draco's office his belongings were already in place; His lessons plans were stacked perfectly on his desk, and in his adjoining living quarters was an elegant bed with green silk sheets and a wardrobe full of freshly laundered clothing. Yes, Draco Malfoy was spoiled even as an adult.

"I suppose I'll leave you to...settle in," Snape said, knowing that his former student was already perfectly "settled in" already. "There's a staff meeting in the Great Hall in an hour." With a slight nod, Snape began to exit from the room. "Oh, and Draco?"

"Yes?"

Snape hesitated for a moment. "Are you aware there is a new Charms professor?"

"No, I haven't heard anything about any other new teachers," Draco replied, eyeing Snape suspiciously.

Snape considered his answer, and smirked. "Well you are in for a very pleasant surprise." And he exited the room leaving behind a very puzzled Draco.

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