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September quickly rolled around as it always did and the young family's found them selves stood on the platform at Kings cross station. The children looking resplendent in their uniforms stood proudly at the edge of the platform. Ron watched his son as he chatted nervously to the other children around him, he overheard snippets of conversation about what house that they would be in. He watched as Hugo shyly showed a small brown haired child the orange Pygmy puff that his uncle George had given him only a week before. Ron wished that George could have come to station to wave Hugo off to hogwarts, but George resolutely refused reporting that a Weasley always had to remain at the wheezes. Ron understood why George did not want to come to the station, he knew that watching Hugo be taken away on the train would take a little piece of George with him. And that this was piece that George could not see leave. Ron worried about how George would cope without Hugo by his side but knew that Hugo had to leave to spread his wings and become a young man. He just worried what would become of George.

At the precise moment that Hugo Weasley left platform 9 3/4 on the hogwarts express, George Weasley was distracted by distinct tapping at his workshop window.

A dignified brown owl sat perched on his window sill looking imperiously at the mess which George had infront of him, the owl thrust it's leg in George's direction staring intently at the recipients face. George tentatively untied the letter from the owls leg and quickly withdrew it. The owl peered at George as if asking a simple question, George stared blankly back at the over sized bird wondering what he was meant to do. The bird ruffled its wings and then took off, George stared as the owl slowly grew into a smaller dot in the distance.

George looked down to the envelope his hands and turned it over. There glaring up at him was the hogwarts seal, ruby red and as bold as ever. George stared at the seal for nearly a full minute, a million questions running through his mind. "Had they found the dung bomb hidden in filch's cupboard? The shrieking daisy pods had finally bloomed in greenhouse 6? Ridiculous" he thought to himself. George reached Into the counter drawer and retrieved a small silver letter opener. Making deft cuts across the top of the envelope he unfolded the inner contents.

Dear Mr George. F. Weasley

I graciously request your consideration at the request which I am about to make.

Hogwarts currently finds itself in a quandary following the hasty departure of our esteemed potions master Prof. V. Corianus. Unfortunately due to his expedited departure we find ourselves lacking a potions master for the Autumn term. I understand whilst instruction is not an enterprise which you may have foreseen yourself being involved with, I humbly request your involvement with our curriculum.

I await your response

Yours faithfully

Prof. M. McGonagall

Headmistress

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

P.s: please George we are desperate

Regards

M

George stared at the short missive in his hands a teaching position at hogwarts? Merlins beard! He expected the founders to roll over in their graves before he would be welcomed to teach at hogwarts. Well this was an opportunity! George grabbed a scrap of paper scribbling his reply

Professor,

Count me in!

Sincerely

George

P.s don't put me in the dungeons.

George called for one of the delivery owls, he deftly tied the response to its out stretched leg and took it to the window.

"Now you fly quickly, do you understand?"

The owl stared blankly back into George's face. It spreads its wings and took off into the sky George watched as it slowly disappeared.

"Well then" he thought "best get to it!"

George looked around the workshop grabbing any item he could. He pushed everything into a tatty shoulder bag. He took one last look at the workshop then spun on the spot thinking of Percy Weasley's office in hogsmeade, he just hoped Percy wasn't entertaining clients at that exact moment.