"Rise and Shine! Wake up~"

Harry struggled out of bed and pushed aside the bewitched alarm clock which was knocking against his hand, which happily sang, "Wake up in the morning, brush your teeth and change your briefs, you then may do whatever you please!"

To Harry's surprise, breakfast was already lain out on the table. A chicken sandwich. A gift from Kreacher.

Harry cleaned himself up, and after enjoying a simple meal, he scanned through the list of names, of the house of Gryffindor. He was teaching four classes of students. The rest were taken by or would later be handed to Harry by whom the pupils and staff call, the White Wizard, or Airen. His real name.

He goes here and there, they say. Dressed purely in white. A white cloth covers his face partially. Revealing cold, blue eyes. They say he fought in the Last Battle, and downed sixteen Death Eaters. He carries with him a white flute, which really conceals his wand. Surprisingly, a good tune can still be blown with that flute.

Harry had to see how a lesson was to be conducted, before he could take on a class of his own. With that, he threw a dark blue cloak over himself and left the office, for the first lesson of the year.

Xxx

"Mr. Potter... So you have come." Airen said as Harry walked into the classroom. "Erm... Yeh." Harry stopped, unsure of what to do. The place was brightly lit by torches, burning with a white flame.

Airen gestured at a seat in the back of the class. "You can observe how a class is conducted from there. I'm actually pretty glad that extra help came... We have had a sudden influx of students taking DA... It can wear you out." Airen gestured to his head as he said so.

He sounds friendly. Can't say much for looks. He is like a ninja dressed in white.

Harry settled at the back of the class, and he watched as First-Years filed into the class, each opting to sit with their friends. However, it was almost the same as before, Gryffindors did not mix with the Slytherins, although the Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs did sit among each other with fellow Gryffindors. The corner at the left was purely of people in green robes.

"Okay class... Books away... Wands out." Airen waved at students who were frantically searching their bags.

Harry was starting to like him already.

"Alright class, this is your first lesson where I will equip you with the skill to defend yourself against the more corrupt forces of this world. For those of you who had parents in more troubling times or even bothered to pick up the history textbook, will know," Airen gave a grave nod, "will know that the grounds of this school once shook with the cries of war. Mr. Potter there," he gestured at Harry, "put an end to decades of war with the slaying of Voldermort."

The class turned their head towards Harry, whose face was burning, forced a smile and inclined his head.

"Alright, students, move the tables to the side of the class." Airen shouted.

Xxx

"Alright class, watch. This is a shield charm. Harry, if you please. Defend!"

One moment, his hands were under his cloak, the next, he slashed through the air, and shouted, "Impedimenta!"

Harry yelled, "Protego!"

The freezing charm rebounded and flew towards Airen, who stepped aside and let the freezing charm collide against the wall.

"Now, repeat after me. Protego."

"Potato!"

"Protego!" Airen corrected them.

Wrong pronunciation.

Airen took a deep breath. "Repeat. Protego!"

This time, the class got it right.

"Why learn this spell? Anyone can answer that?" Airen looked at the class expectantly.

"Because this spell is able to repel basic jinxes, hexes and may save your life?" a clear voice drifted from the Gryffindor side.

"Good! Who said that?" Airen looked at that direction.

A rather messy-haired girl with a pale complexion raised her hand confidently.

"Ah! Miss Selena! Good! Five points to Gryffindor!" Airen gave a nod of approval.

Harry smiled as she looked at that girl. She was so much like know-it-all Hermione and the boy beside her who had a bewildered look on her face was like Harry. He scanned through the list of photos in his notes and found her.

Hiringu Selena, 11 years old, British by birth. Harry then went back to focusing on the lesson. One less name to learn later. Harry quietly stood up and kept his wand drawn out and leaned against the wall. If his instinct was right, next should be…

"Alright! Divide yourselves into pairs and practice." Airen gestured for them to split up. The room was instantly filled with the yells of "Impedimenta!"and "Protego!"

Airen walked over to Harry and whispered, "Watch out for any jokers that fire other spells at the other students. We chose only freezing charms for a reason."

As if to emphasize his point, the wall of the classroom suddenly exploded, after a rather loud First-Year (unwisely) shouted, "Reducto!"

Airen proceeded to drag the Slytherin aside for some "close-door" punishment, while Harry walked around the class room, wand at the ready.

Suddenly, he saw a first-year Slytherin pointing her wand at a Gryffindor whose back was facing her.

Instinctively, he raised his own wand.

"Taranta-"

"EXPELLIARMUS!" Harry yelled, and such was the force of his spell that the first-year's wand flew out of her hand, and she fell in its direction.

Harry shoved the first year blocking his path and he pointed his wand threateningly at the Slytherin on the floor. Her eyes open in horror. "Explain yourself!" Harry bellowed.

"Scorpius, detention. A bad way for a new year to start isn't it? Especially for that of a great stature like the Malfoy family?" Airen had reappeared with the first-year who had blown up the wall, the boy's face was white with fear

Airen was looking mildly impressed at Harry, but he simply continued to walk among the students, while Harry looked at the girl who DID resemble Draco Malfoy.

Airen glanced at the clock and clapped his hands together. "Alright! Alright! Homework! Go back and practice this spell!"

Then, in a few moments, the class was empty, leaving behind Harry and Airen. As Airen turned to leave, he suddenly stopped. "Oh yes. Miss Granger is teaching or rather, learning how to teach Arithmacy and Charms. Her lesson should be ending soon. I was referring to Charms by the way." and he waved goodbye before he left.

Xxx

Harry sat in the students' benches in the Great Hall, waiting for Hermione. Both had agreed to visit Hagrid together, for perhaps a nice cup of tea or a rock cake. But it would be nice to visit someone who had been their friend since happier times and been through unhappy moments together. Unlike... Some others.

"Harry! I am so sorry that I am late!" a flustered Hermione walked over to him, all ready to head out. "Arithmacy is so easy! At least for most of us anyway... You see, Elle Brown, this Ravenclaw fourth-year, she could-" Harry raised his hand and gestured. Enough information.

She gave a tiny cough and followed Harry as they headed to Hagrid's hut.

Xxx

Harry and Hermione took their time to reach Hagrid's hut. They wanted to see how much the school had changed anyway. But, strangely, it looks as if Hogwarts had done well in hiding its scars from the battle years ago. The only place that even gave a hint that an actual battle did take place was a rather fair-sized graveyard, with beautiful trees towering over it. However, Voldermort's body was said to be burnt into ashes and scattered around parts of the courtyard. A tale says that places where plants do not grow is where the Dark Lord lies. Well, a part of him anyway.

Harry and Hermione stood before Lupin and Tonk's tomb. "Hermione... Please..." Harry tried to steady his voice, as the wind started to pick up and memories of his own flooded back into his mind. Hermione took out her wand, and muttered, "Orchideous..."

A bunch of flowers appeared in her hands as she laid them onto the ground.

"Let's go, Hermione." Harry turned away but cast one more look at their graves, before dragging Hermione along with him.

No point for regrets. We're moving on. Harry thought to himself.

Xxx

"Harry! Hermione! Your here! Come in! Come in! Welcome, welcome! Wait... Back Fang. Back."

The door flew wide open, Harry and Hermione were greeted by a friendly and familiar face. Bearded, but a huge grin can be seen. Rubeus Hagrid, Keeper of Keys at Hogwarts, still looked as if Harry and Hermione were back in their first-years. He certainly looked good.

"Make ye selfs at home! I was wonderin when ye two were gonna come and see Fang and I uh!" Hagrid boomed as he moved around to make tea for the two. "In fact, Fang and I were jus' discussin whether we should look for you two young ones. Right Fang?"

The dog gave a cheery bark and resumed trying to lick Hermione's face.

"Hagrid, how have you been holding up?" Harry quizzed as he looked around. It looked the same as before, other than the presence of a few new photographs, like a group shot of the entire West Battlements defenders who had survived the battle. Smoke can be clearly seen from the background of the photo.

"Good good. Now where is me tea cups." Hagrid replied absent-mindedly.

Hermione who had finally managed to discourage Fang from licking her, started to continue where she left off inside the Great Hall.

"Teaching should be really wonderful, you see, Harry, this girl, a year-four Ravenclaw, Elle Brown, god, she is so good in Arithmacy that..."

"Tea is served!" Hagrid drowned out the rest of Hermione's sentence with three words.

Suddenly, Hermione said, "Hagrid, those over there won't happen to be Muggle bandages, right?" she pointed at a roll of them lying on a side table.

"Yeh they are. Horace gave them to me. He left the school you see, but he always comes back here to buy what he calls, "Goods" you see. Unicorn hair, among others. He has a nice shop in Diagon Alley, comes every month to give me my salary." Hagrid smiled, as if proud of this achievement.

Hermione exchanged looks with Harry. Just take what Hagrid got multiplied by ten and you should get Slughorn's share of the pie.

"How much did Slughorn give you?" Hermione asked slowly, as if afraid that the words would not get through.

"Let's see." He held up his ten fingers and started counting. After re-counting thrice, Hagrid said out loud, "16 Galleons."

Wow.

Suddenly, Hermione stood up abruptly, spilling some of the tea on her robes, but as if she didn't notice, she said rather quickly, "I have something on. Bye." and she walked out of the hut.

Hagrid looked in bewilderment at Harry, who shook his head. He had no idea what happened either.

"Fang! Stop sniffing at them spiders!" Hagrid shouted at the dog.

"Hagrid. Those spiders reminded her of Ron." Harry pointed out wearily.

"What's wrong with that! I mean, anyway, how's you and Ginny!" Hagrid asked.

For a moment, Harry wanted to jump across the table and throttle him.

"We're finished. So is between Ron and Hermione. End of story."

"Ah..."

Harry continued to stay with Hagrid until the sun went down, before asking for leave.

Hagrid constantly requested that Harry check on Hermione and apologise on his behalf, despite Harry's many assurances that Hermione was only upset about Ron, but she will move on.

No regrets at all.

Xxx

As Harry walked back into the castle, he saw a blonde girl sitting under the relative comfort of a pavilion, studying intently. Judging by the thickness of the book, Charms or History of Magic.

She picked up her wand and tried to conjure a spell, her face screwed in concentration.

Inwardly laughing, Harry walked over, "Need any help?"

The girl looked up, shocked, but regained her composure almost immediately. "Professor Potter! Its just Charms... They say this spell is very simple, but I can't seem to do it!"

Harry picked up the book. It was on the Summoning Charm.

"Alright, your name?"

"Elle Brown, sir."

"Alright, don't follow this nonsense of book. Don't quote me, by the way." Harry added the second sentence hastily.

Elle Brown. Harry was sure he heard it somewhere before. Where?

"Erm... Say it out loud with the wand movement."

"Accio!"She gave her wand a wave as she said it but nothing happened.

Harry tried to conceal his grin. But he must have failed miserably from the offended look on her face.

"You need to point your wand at something which your too lazy to take." Harry pointed his wand at a fallen leaf, and said firmly. "Accio!"

The leaf zoomed towards him, and he caught it with his free hand.

"See? Now you try."

"Okay..."

Xxx

Harry, Hermione and Neville sat together at the teachers table, casting wary looks now and then at the Headmistress.

"I am not sure I can teach, Neville!" Harry whispered anxiously.

Before Neville could reply, a brown-haired girl ran up to the teachers' table.

"Yes? June?" Neville asked as she reached the table.

"Sorry for my late assignment sir. Here it is."

"No worries. Go have your breakfast."

"Thank you sir!" as she turned, Harry noticed a scar on her right arm but kept quiet nonetheless.

"My perfect Herbology student." Neville said proudly as he scanned through the assignment. "Perfect score everytime." he said cheerfully as he placed the assignment into his briefcase.

As Harry placed the last piece of ham into his mouth, the bell rang.

"Harry, you really should be going for your first lesson." Hermione said reproachfully. She didn't look as if the incident the night before influenced her in any way. Just Hermione like she always was.

"Fine..." Harry slowly got up and walked as slowly as he dared into the classroom, which was still empty.

"Help?" he whispered to himself as the First-Years, his ones, poured into the class.

"Good morning, Mr. Potter." the class chanted.

"Good morning... Uh..."


Phew! Finally! Guys and girls, what do you all think of this? Review please!

I am still in need of OCs for this story.

Teachers needed in: Muggle Studies, Divination(i have no idea how to write this in)... Erm... But mostly, I require more first-year OCs but I am opening student categories to any , second etc.

Also! Any volunteers for shopkeepers in Hogsmeade? I have my reason for asking so :D

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