AN1: Um…for some background, look up Into the West :)

Dedication is to my BFF Miranda :) This is my Christmas present to you this year, and with luck it will end the day I posted it next year, with a final dedication to you :) but that's only if I work at it…

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, obviously… never will either, wish I did, but then if I did, do you think Ron and Hermione would have ended up together? No. :) And I do not own the work of Angela Knight, she is an awesome author, check her out if you get the time! :)

Behind Closed Doors & Windows

Chapter 1 – Not Normal!

Lynndsey

I look around the classroom, smiling slightly. A little slyly if it pleases you.

As the students file in, I look down at the class schedule to see who it would be today. I snickered. Gryffindor and Slytherin; this ought to be a fulfilling day. Where to place you, my bright eyed students?

Possibilities swam in and out of my head until the bell rang. Shaking myself from my inner thoughts, I smiled and stood, clearing my throat to gain the class' attention.

"As you all know, Professor Snape is now Headmaster." I paused, looking towards the Slytherins. "And that Professor Slughorn decided to retire – completely." I added as an afterthought, gaining a few chuckles from a few students in the room.

"So," I walked around my desk and lounged against it feeling completely at home. "As some of you may know, I will be your professor for this year, and before you ask, I – unlike most – will stick it out for a few years, until I feel it right to retire from teaching.

"I am Professor Black, and you will do well to remember that. But on rare occasions I will allow you to call me Lynndsey, and only on those days alone. Meaning I like to role play, so in that we will all pitch in, and use first names –" Groans throughout the room. "– even if it kills you – and I assure you now, it will not. As for getting to know one another, that is on today's agenda."

I decided to pick on myself first. "Who would like to ask me a question? Nothing is off limits, and that I assure you."

Blaise Zabini raised his hand. "Yes Blaise?"

"Is it true that you come from all over?"

I smirked, of course that would be what they want to know – what they all want to know. "Simply stated; yes – difficultly stated; yes." I laughed at their confused faces. "I mean, I come from all nationalities – but only native from one continent – New Zealand – to be exact."

The class nodded in understanding.

"Anyone else like to give it a shot?"

Hands shot up, and we finished off the double Potions time with laughs and games, leaning about one another, things Gryffindors and Slytherins would never have tried before me.

Just before the bell rang I said to the group of students, "Be prepared next class, you will have assigned seating – and I'm picking the order." Groans naturally – expecting less? Me? No. Taking friends away from friends – how scandalous! Wait 'til they see what I do with it too… that's going to be priceless.

Hermione

I sighed, standing up from my stool, slowly gathering my notes, quill, and ink; placing them in my bag.

"Hermione,"

I looked up at the teacher's desk. "Yes professor?" I ask politely.

She smiled, "You can't avoid what waits for you so patiently," Professor Black said as she swept from the room, her long black robe flowing behind her in graceful sweeps.

I frowned after her. What in the world did she mean by that? I decided whatever it was, it would show itself – or themselves – soon enough.

I slung my bag over my shoulder and picked up my muggle romance novel; Master of Wolves, by Angela Knight. It was such a captivating read, I couldn't put it down.

I walked out of the potions room without bothering to actually look where I was going, so when I bumped into something solid, I froze, not expecting it to reach out and catch me before I fell.

My eyes shot up, away from my book, and into the eyes of none other than the least likely person to save me. Draco Malfoy – Slytherin Prince, Slytherin Sex God. Whatever you want to call him, it's all enough to make me gag.

His grey eyes held concern for me – wait, concern?

My eyebrows pulled together in confusion and I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing would come out. Malfoy smirked – at least Malfoy was still under there.

"Watch where you're going, Granger." He released me, and walked around me, heading off down the hall, his arm brushing up against mine and sending shivers down my spine.

I turned just in time to watch him walk around the corner, his school robes whipping around his legs.

What just happened?

AN2: Okay, this is the finished product; I wanna thank my beta jen3227 for all her help! I really like what she's done with this, and I'm looking forward to keeping her for as many fics as I possibly can! This is a repost, and only a repost, it hasn't been changed except for being fixed!