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"Aww, Miss Josephs, I've been meaning to talk to you. Could you sit for a minute?"

I looked from Professor Flitwick to Cedric who shrugged, walking out the door. I closed the door behind him, going to sit in the front row. I hardly ever got called in by a teacher for a 'talk'. I didn't know what this was about but he was smiling. "Tell me, Evelyn. Are your career goals still the same as they were in your fifth year?"

"I –" I was about to say of course they were. Fifth year, I wanted everything to do with Magic and working in the Ministry of Magic seemed like the perfect thing. Thing was, I still wasn't sure which department. Now though, I wasn't sure about the Ministry. My faith in it was faltering steadily dealing with Umbridge and her pathetic excuse for lessons. "I don't know, sir."

"Well, seeing as how you are still not quite so sure," Flitwick said, "I would like to help clear your mind of confusion."

I frowned slightly. "How so, sir?"

Flitwick's smile widened. "By offering you my job."

For the first time ever, in my whole entire life at Hogwarts, Flitwick had made me speechless. I shook my head, sure I hadn't heard him right. "What – er, sir?"

"You are an extraordinary Charms student, Evelyn," he said. "Nay – an extraordinary student. Amongst the top of your class, dedicated, the president of the Charms Club. I have never seen a student so dedicated to the art of Charms and having you as a tutor has proven to be a great success. All five of the students you've helped in the past two years have grown in prowess and it is all because of you. I think you would make a fine teacher. Of course, it won't be for a couple of years and you still have to go into training, but seeing as how you are already taking the N.E.W.T.s for Charms – the job is open for you if you'll take it."

Me? A teacher? It hadn't been my first option at all – but it was a very appealing. Professor Evelyn Josephs. "I don't know what to say."

"Take your time and think about it," Flitwick said. "But I would be very happy if you would take the position."

I smiled. "I – don't think I need to think about it, Professor. I would love the position."

Professor Flitwick clapped his hands together, ecstatic. "Splendid! You, Professor Dumbledore, and I will discuss further details later. Now, hurry on to your next class."

Cedric was waiting for me when I left the classroom, looking apprehensive. "What was that about?"

My grin had widened, I realized. "I just got a job."

"This is big!" Myra said, her dove Patronus floating around her head. "You! A Professor!"

I smiled up at my raven, which landed briefly on my shoulder. "It should be great. I'm excited."

"I'd be more excited about how Umbridge is going to look when she finds out not only are you going to be teaching here," Michelle said, as her cat slinked across the ground, "but that you've also received an outstanding in your N.E.W.T.s for DADA."

"She'll be furious," I said, grinning, and, if possibly, my raven glowed brighter.

"I still can't get it," Daniel said, waving his wand through the little wisps of smoke he was producing.

"Think of something happier than your first boyfriend," Michelle said. "That didn't turn out very good."

"Well, if I can think about someone else's boyfriend," Daniel said, looking over in the direction of Cedric and his friends. He sighed when his wisps of smoke turned into thicker wisps of smoke. "It helped a little."

I laughed. "Maybe – how about the first day we all met."

"Okay. . . . Expecto Patronum!" We grinned as a dog burst from the end of his wand. "That did it."

I looked up as the door opened but I didn't see anyone come in. I went back to guiding my raven around the room. Harry had come to stand next to me and my friends. "You're doing great," he said grinning.

I smiled at him, ignoring the pointed looks my friends were giving me. "Thanks, I had a great teacher."

Was it technically considered flirting if it were just a compliment? Obviously my friends thought so because one of them cleared their throats. I looked up to see Cedric heading in my direction. He didn't look happy.

But then all hell broke loose when a little house elf finally made his way through the crowd, tugging on Harry's robes. The poor elf, Dobby I think Harry called him, was practically out of breath. How Harry managed to deduce that Umbridge was coming was beyond me.

"WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR!" Harry yelled. "RUN!"

A panic broke loose. I felt someone grab my wrist and I looked up to find Cedric. "We've got to go."

"Go on, I'll catch up with you," I said, breaking away from him and moving towards Harry, trying to help him control the wriggling elf.

"Dobby," Harry said as we worked our way out the door, "this is an order. Get back down to the kitchen with the other elves and if she asks you whether you warned me, lie and say no! And I forbid you to hurt yourself!"

We let go of the elf who yelled a thank you before sprinting off. I took Harry's hand in mine. "I know a place we can hide," I muttered, pulling him off down the hallway.

We were going to make it, I was fairly sure, but then Harry tripped, crashing into me. We went skidding forward, coming to a grinding halt, Harry practically on top of me. I peered up to find Draco Malfoy over us, a smirk on his face.

"Hey, Professor – PROFESSOR! I've got two!"

Oh.

We were definitely in trouble now.

Moments, later, however, I found myself walking down the hallway, shocked. I wasn't in trouble! And for a minute, I had thought I was going to lose my new position. It had been really cool of Dumbledore to stand up for us like that, even if now we were stuck with Umbridge as a Headmaster.

"Evie!"

I spun around, prepared to get in trouble again. But I sighed, happily, at the sight of Cedric. "Hey. Can you believe my – what's wrong?"

I realized he didn't look at all happy. He grabbed my wrist, pulling me into the nearest classroom. Looking around, with a bit of nostalgia, I found we were in the Charms Classroom.

"Have you completely lost your mind?" Cedric said, practically yelled.

"What are you –?"

"Evelyn, you almost threw away your whole future! And you almost did it for some boy!"

I scoffed. "My whole future? And what do you mean 'some boy'?"

"I mean ever since last year you've been going all – all wide-eyed for Harry Potter!"

"'Wide-eyed'! Harry's a nice kid, that's all! I'm helping him because he's my friend, just as I would do for Myra, Michelle, and Daniel . . . or for you!"

"Oh come on, Evelyn! Half the things you're doing for Harry you would never do for your friends or for me!"

"That's not true!"

"Really? Well you've been spending enough time with Harry not to prove me wrong."

"Are we really arguing about this? Really? Harry is fifteen and he's like a little brother to me!"

"Could have fooled me by the way you act around him."

"This is ridiculous. You're getting all jealous over absolutely nothing!"

The anger in Cedric's eyes faded for a moment, replaced by sadness. "Am I?"

"Yes, you are!" I crossed my arms. "And – and if you're so worried about who I talk to or hang out with, then maybe it would be better if we took some space from each other for a while."

What? No! I didn't want that, not really!

But the anger came back into Cedric's eyes. "Fine with me. . . . Now you'll have time to 'hang out' with whoever you want. . . . And here I was think you were so different."

It was like I had been slapped. I even think I staggered back a little. Cedric's face fell into an expression of regret. He reached towards me. "Evie. Evie, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it."

I stepped out of his reach, walking over to the door, my hand on the handle. "You know what's funny? Ever since first year, you were the only one I wanted. Guess that was kind of stupid huh?"

I walked out of classroom, Cedric calling my name.

My friends were waiting up for me in the common room when I got there. They hopped out of their seats running towards me.

"Evie, where have you been?" Daniel said. "We were so worried about – what's wrong?"

By then, I couldn't hold back my tears any longer. I had done well, walking along the corridors all the way up here but the sight of them . . . .

"Boys are stupid," I said before bursting into tears.

Daniel, who was closet, pulled me into his arms, the twins wrapping around us. At least I still had them.

A/N: Oh no!! Is this the end of Cedelyn? Or is it Evedric? Guess we'll have to see next chapter. Thanks for reading everyone and I'll see you next chapter.