I know it's been a really long time since I've written, but I was waiting for the inspiration to hit, and here goes!!! Review and tell me how its going, flames welcome if that's what you fancy!
Disclaimer: I own nothing, besides the idea, I wish I did, but these are the ideas of the ever wonderful JK Rowling.
Dedication: To Jada, who wouldn't get off my ass to keep writing! Good times we've had Jada!
Hermione walked from the Hogsmeade train station towards Hogwarts. A duffle bag in each hand, she craned her neck to take in the full view of the castle that reached so high in front of her. She stopped and stood, as so many memories flooded back to her. Her and Ron and Harry, wreaking havoc around these same grounds nearly 5 years ago. A smile spread across her face.
She had been working at a Muggle library in London for the past 5 years, until Professor Dumbledore sent her a letter by way of owl post. Dumbledore informed her of Professor McGonagall's tragic death working for the Order of the Phoenix. He asked Hermione to take the new opening as Transfiguration Professor. After much thought, here she was.
She put her bags on the stone step, and pulled open the large wooden doors. Her breath caught as she gazed upon the grand Entrance Hall. It was even more amazing than she remembered it. Picking up her bags, she slowly walked into the Hall. The doors magically swung closed behind her with a dull thud. Crossing the Hall, she looked through the doorway nearest her. The four house tables were still here as they were when she attended Hogwarts. The ceiling was still just as beautiful and enchanting as ever.
Hermione made her way to Dumbledore's office.
"Lemon Sherbet." she whispered as the door to his office opened and she mounted the spinning staircase. When the staircase had stopped moving, she made her was across the short threshold, and knocked on the wooden door in front of her.
"Yes?" the same old voice answered. Hermione pushed the door open, and was greeted by a smiling Dumbledore. "My dear Hermione, it has been far too long." he stood and gazed at her.
"Yes, yes it has Professor." Hermione smiled as Dumbledore rose from behind his large desk. It was still strewn with odd trinkets as it always was when she entered his office.
"I am very glad you have taken this opportunity. I will escort you to your office and room, as I am sure you want to get some sleep. We can catch up on the past 5 years tomorrow"
"Thank you Professor."
The two walked the familiar halls together. Many twist, turns, and portraits later, they came to Hermione's office.
"Now, have a good sleep, as there are many surprises awaiting you in the morning," he winked at her as he turned in the direction they had just come from.
"Surprises?" Hermione thought to herself, not doubting for one second there would be, not around here.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, besides the idea, I wish I did, but these are the ideas of the ever wonderful JK Rowling.
Dedication: To Jada, who wouldn't get off my ass to keep writing! Good times we've had Jada!
Hermione walked from the Hogsmeade train station towards Hogwarts. A duffle bag in each hand, she craned her neck to take in the full view of the castle that reached so high in front of her. She stopped and stood, as so many memories flooded back to her. Her and Ron and Harry, wreaking havoc around these same grounds nearly 5 years ago. A smile spread across her face.
She had been working at a Muggle library in London for the past 5 years, until Professor Dumbledore sent her a letter by way of owl post. Dumbledore informed her of Professor McGonagall's tragic death working for the Order of the Phoenix. He asked Hermione to take the new opening as Transfiguration Professor. After much thought, here she was.
She put her bags on the stone step, and pulled open the large wooden doors. Her breath caught as she gazed upon the grand Entrance Hall. It was even more amazing than she remembered it. Picking up her bags, she slowly walked into the Hall. The doors magically swung closed behind her with a dull thud. Crossing the Hall, she looked through the doorway nearest her. The four house tables were still here as they were when she attended Hogwarts. The ceiling was still just as beautiful and enchanting as ever.
Hermione made her way to Dumbledore's office.
"Lemon Sherbet." she whispered as the door to his office opened and she mounted the spinning staircase. When the staircase had stopped moving, she made her was across the short threshold, and knocked on the wooden door in front of her.
"Yes?" the same old voice answered. Hermione pushed the door open, and was greeted by a smiling Dumbledore. "My dear Hermione, it has been far too long." he stood and gazed at her.
"Yes, yes it has Professor." Hermione smiled as Dumbledore rose from behind his large desk. It was still strewn with odd trinkets as it always was when she entered his office.
"I am very glad you have taken this opportunity. I will escort you to your office and room, as I am sure you want to get some sleep. We can catch up on the past 5 years tomorrow"
"Thank you Professor."
The two walked the familiar halls together. Many twist, turns, and portraits later, they came to Hermione's office.
"Now, have a good sleep, as there are many surprises awaiting you in the morning," he winked at her as he turned in the direction they had just come from.
"Surprises?" Hermione thought to herself, not doubting for one second there would be, not around here.