I do not own any of the characters except from the french girl – you'll know her name later !
I'll post everyday a part of the story.
Things happen
30th August, 2000.
Dear Diary,
Tomorrow is the first day of me coming back to Hogwarts. I feel weird. After all those years... I'm 21 years old now. Years have gone so fast. I feel like I'm living my first day at Hogwarts once again. Except that this time, I'm at the teachers table. Severus Snape is now Headmaster. I am assistant in Transfiguration class, with Minerva McGonagall. Ron and I have moved in London so that I could get the job. Of course everybody agreed – Mrs McGonagall was very pleased to have me at Hogwarts again.
For now, I need to rest. I've spent the whole week revising again and again my old Transfiguration lessons, and I don't even feel ready. My ticket for the Hogwarts Express is waiting on my cupboard. I can't wait !
Hermione
1st September
Dear Diary,
It's 10pm now, I am in my office – yes, I have an office – I feel important. It is located next to the Gryffindor tower. I've had a look at the dormitories – they're still the same. The Fat Lady has a new password : Yiggidy. Odd password don't you think ?
I arrived at 12pm, by the train. McGonagall couldn't resist, she gave me a hug. Then we went upstairs, she showed me my room, and said she'll wait for me in the Great Hall. I put my trunk on my bed and sat. I looked through the window – Madam Hooch was trying some new brooms. Nothing had changed in here. I've spent the afternoon walking around Hogwarts.
Then I went to the Great Hall. Everything was ready for the feast I sat at the table, between Hagrid and Minerva. She looked at me with a large smile – I smiled back.
« So, Hermione, how do you like your room ? »
« It's perfect Madam. Thanks. »
« Comin' back ter Hogwarts Hermione ? » Hagrid said and chuckled.
I smiled and looked at the tables. The students were now entering the hall. The first years seemed very impressed with the ceiling. And to think that I was one of them once ! No, I was certainly taller. There was a great fuss untill Severus Snape clapped his hands, wich made every student quiet.
« Mrs McGonagall is now going to sort the first years into their houses. »
The Sorting Hat was put on their little heads. Then I noticed a student who was a lot more tall than the others – she couldn't be a first year. She had a long red hair – like the Weasleys I thought – bright blue eyes, some freckles on a little turned-up nose. I asked Hagrid
« Who's that girl over there – the tall one ? »
« Oh ! She's a new student, from a french school. She's come ter Hogwarts 'cause her parents were movin'. Great wizards I heard. She's in seventh year actually. She'll prepare herself fer the N.E.W.T ! »
She was finally sorted in Gryffindor – she seemed pleased.
The feast was excellent, I had a very good evening. Now I am back in my room/office, and I am about to go to sleep. Tomorrow I will teach for the first time. I have the second years in the morning, and the seventh in the afternoon.
Hermione
2nd September
Dear Diary,
I have teached Transfiguration ! I've done it ! Well – mostly I help McGonagall to change watches into matches, but I did teach. Minerva said I was a good assistant – I couldn't help but blush. The afternoon was simplier, the seven years are not as talkative and turbulent as the seconds. Besides, they all seemed interested in me. They wanted to know why I had decided to come to Hogwarts to teach, too. I said I had always knew I was born for teaching ! The class was mixed up : Gryffindor and HufflePuff. Oh, and the red-hair girl was there. She seemed a bit impressed, I don't remember her voice, she mustn't have talked much. Or maybe she's not yet comfortable with English, that's a possibility. But she seemed interested in me too, she was at least listening to what I answered to the other pupils. I realise I don't even know her name actually – there was noise in the Great Hall when she was sorted, I haven't heard.
Anyway, it's getting a bit late, and I still have a lot to do with Transfiguration classes. Minerva said I'd be able to correct some homework. I accepted of course, but it is still quite a lot of work.
Hermione
5th September
Dear Diary,
Today, I went to visit Hagrid. And guess what ? He finally owns a dragon ! He was very very happy – it arrived only this morning. It's a red one, he's beautiful. Hagrid has decided to name it Firreg. It's still wild, Hagrid's beard has quite burned. But once Hagrid will train him we will be able to mount it.
I had classes with some third years from Slytherin and HufflePuff, and then fourth years, Slytherin and Gryffindor. Things haven't changed – the Slytherins were bothering Gryffindors, trying to put them into trouble ! One Slytherin – I think his name was something like Tommy Durmstring – tried to sabotage a Gryffindor's exercise but I came up to warn him. Now I think Slytherins from that class won't like me that much – he seemed to be kind of a leader.
Oh, and I asked to the red-haired girl what her name was : Emilie Melvis. She seems to have some problems to adaptate to the classes – she didn't study the same things in her french school. I'm wondering if she would like me to help her making up to the standart level.
Hermione