Professor Potter

Summary: Albus Dumbledore has a problem. He is without a Defense teacher once again and Daniel Potter, the BWL, was in need of serious training. Luckily, the elder brother is looking for a better job. Strong!Harry.

Disclaimer: i do not own Harry Potter. If I did, I wouldn't be here. I'd be chilling at my lovely home in Europe, writing down scripts for future books.

The Third

"You are here again Albus? I believe this is the third time you've come to ask for my assistance. I must admit, despite all of our disagreements, I admire your persistence. Like a cobra."

Albus Dumbledore, leader of the Light and Headmaster of Hogwarts (and other titles) did not in fact, enjoy being compared to a serpent. Perhaps it was because of the whole dark symbolism in it, with Slytherin being thought of being a house of evil and all.

"Yes, my bo-"

"I am not your boy, Albus. State your business, you've wasted enough of my time."

"Fine. I'm here to ask if you were interested in the Defense job." Albus sighed, for some reason or another, no one was able to break the so called "one year and gone" curse the job had. It made his life that much more difficult.

He found himself cursing Severus mentally or ousting Lupin. He was so close...

"The Defense job? Why, in need of someone actually competent?" The voice spoke sarcastically. "Please Albus, why in the world would I want to teach a bunch of snot nosed, ungrateful children."

"You were the same not too long ago." The old man replied back. "And besides, I hear that you've been...ah, suspended from your...duties."

The other man narrowed his eyes. "Yes, your spies in the Ministry must have told you I suspect. That obnoxious woman, Umbridge, managed to have me suspended for some ridiculous notion. An entire year off the force, citing I need 'time to reflect' my actions and life."

"She got you for excessive torturing of suspects." Albus shook his head. "It was quite...disturbing to hear."

"Torture? Nonsense...it was just intense interrogation." The man mumbled. "The Ministry has grown soft. Especially under that incompetent fool, Fudge."

"Alas, while I do agree that they have grown weak, I do not quite believe in your strong arm methods as well."

"Take your 'everyone's redeemable' beliefs, and put into action against Death Eaters then. I wanna see you wail in agony as your friends get struck down one by one because of your own incompetence." The voice replied calmly. "I've no time for you and your games, Albus."

"Ah, but I know you have quite an open schedule." Albus said, amused. "Enough of this silly banter, I guess I have no choice." He sighed.

"If you don't take this job, then that...and I quote, 'obnoxious woman', will be sent to Hogwarts to teach Defense. Cornelius insists..."

"Seriously? The Ministry wishes to weaken the next generation as well? What fools."

"Then take the job! I've no one else I can turn to." The Headmaster did not like the thought of a Ministry agent within his walls. While one himself, the man that sat in front of him had a trustworthy mind and good goals. Even though his methods were a bit...extreme at times.

The silence was thick but he was patient. Albus stood still for a long time before he heard a little sigh.

"And what is in it for me?"

The old man chuckled. "You have not lost your Slytherin habits. The post does pay a good amount as well as some benefits including a personal study, funding and influence."

"...Very well. But this will only be until I'm off my suspension. I suggest you start looking for another teacher for next term immediately." And with that, he waved his hands. Albus took this as a dismissal but despite the light arguments they had, he left with a small smile on his face.

Daniel Potter was not having a good time after his trial, the whole thing had been a farce, quite frankly. A dementor had found him near his home and attacked him, and in his defense, he had fired a patronus to defend himself.

That led to the Ministry calling him into court in front of the entire Wizengamot. Luckily, his parents and the Headmaster had managed to get him out of the trouble. The whole thing was an annoyance, especially that lady in full pink. Daniel had shivered at the sound of her voice.

"Any idea who the new Defense teacher is?" His best mate, Ronald Weasley, asked him. The boy was a red head and of average height for his age.

"Nope."

They were both sitting in the Great Hall, awaiting the arrival of the first year students. It was another year in his eyes, perhaps one with more adventure then the last. He looked to the dais in front of the Great Hall, smiling slightly when he caught the eye of his mother, the muggle studies teacher and the Headmaster, Albus Dumbledore. They had a rather healthy relationship, he acted as if a Grandfather would to his grandson when it came to Daniel. Ever since he was a baby, he had always been there for him.

His mother had taken over in his first year, bringing in revolution to the art of muggle studies. Not many people had realize that they had advanced so far into what was known as 'technology'. She wasn't liked by many of the pro-pureblood and anti-muggle children but since most of them were in Slytherin, she didn't have much trouble.

For some odd reason, the head of Slytherin house, Severus Snape seemed to be quite irate at anyone who tried to target Lily Potter. Why? Daniel didn't know. But he was a bit grateful, despite the fact that Snape hated him.

He reflected on his years at Hogwarts. For all intent and purposes, despite the occasional adventure and Voldemort movements, he had a relatively healthy run through school. A healthy amount of detentions, something his mother would argue against hotly, but nonetheless, he was definitely better then his father when it came to getting caught breaking rules.

Sometimes.

"I wonder who it is...We had a pretty good one last year. Minus the whole polyjuiced death eater factor." A girl next to him, Lavender Brown, mentioned. The girl was part of his little group that he had assembled, many called it a clique but he preferred to call it his 'circle of friends'.

"Well, we've had quite a few Death Eater agents. Maybe we'll get the man himself this time?" Daniel spoke aloud, eliciting a couple of gasps and chuckles.

"Don't even joke about that!" Parvati nearly yelled. "That's not funny."

"It kind of was." Ron spoke up again. "We can take him on. We have Daniel here, after all."

There was little doubt that Daniel had inherited his father's youthful arrogance. As many would say, he 'strutted' when walking to classes. Being the boy-who-lived and an heir to one of the most Ancient and Noble houses had it's advantages.

"The doors are opening."

Many began whispering in hush voices as the Transfiguration teacher, Deputy Headmistress Minerva Mcgonagall led the first years into the hall. As the sorting began, people couldn't help but notice that the defense seat was still vacant.

Daniel did not miss the amused look on Dumbledore's face.

"Now, Welcome-"

He was about to say, before a lightning fast red shroud flew into the Halls. Everyone noticed the tell tale sign of a Death Eater in flight and jumped to their feet to either fight or run. The teachers noticed Albus had not moved so they stayed on standby.

The shroud landed right in front of the dais and a figure emerged, his face hidden by his red, hooded cloak. He wore a long, black beaded necklace around his neck and tinted, rectangle glasses. Most of his inner clothes consisted of a silk black button shirt and pants.

"...Well, I guess this is the perfect time to introduce your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher." His voice was laced in amusement. "Everyone!"

The figure turned around and removed his hood. The teachers widened their eyes, they recognized him.

Daniel Potter eyed him with a slight glint of fear.

"I would like to welcome to Hogwarts - Auror Captain, Harry Potter."

(X)

END.

Any questions? I prefer to just match the settings to my needs later on. I imagine James and Lily being alive would cause a lot of changes in the future, including the Ministry.

As for Harry's attitude with Dumbledore...well with what we all should know by now, how can he not have at least slight...dislike for him.