Here's part 2. I hope you like it. I know there are grammar errors, I try so hard to find them all! Please r/r. I don't own any of the characters, expect the teachers I made up…
Three weeks later Harry and Hermione stood in the kitchen with two trunks next to them. Sirius was sitting at the kitchen table.
"Are you going to be all right by yourself?" Harry asked.
"You think I'm staying around here?" Sirius laughed. "I'll be at Hogwarts everyday with you three there."
"Well, we'd better go," Harry said. "Minvera is waiting for us in Hogsmeade."
"Are you ready to disapparate?" Hermione asked gently.
"Yes, I'll be all right," Harry replied.
"I'll bring the trunks with me," said Hermione.
Harry disapparated first. He apparted in Hogsmeade outside of the Three Broomsticks. Harry held the side of the building, he still hadn't recovered all his power and strength yet. Hermione appeared next to him with the trunks.
"Ah Harry, Hermione," Minvera said walking out of the Three Broomsticks.
"Hello Minvera," Harry said cheerfully.
"I have your room all set," Minvera reported to them. "And the carriage is over there to take us to Hogwarts." Harry performed a simple levitating spell and they walked to the carriage with the trunks gliding behind them.
At Hogwarts Minvera let them up 5 flights of stairs to a picture of a wizard, at the end of the corridor. "Potter resistance," she said to the picture and it swung open.
"Minvera," Hermione gasped.
"Nice," Harry said looking around. They were in a large room; there was a sofa and 4 large seats all around the huge fireplace. A person could have fit in it, it was so big. There was a desk and a table with chairs around it.
There were three doors. Harry opened one, there was a large 4-poster bed with curtains around it. There were two dressers, a closet and a large mirror. Harry looked out the window, the lake was below.
"How beautiful," Hermione whispered.
The next room was a study, the walls were lined with books. A large desk stood by the window.
"You've outdone yourself," Harry told Minvera.
The next door was opened and a large bathroom was there. It held bot a shower and a bath with different laucets.
"Minvera, this is too much," Hermione said as they came back into the living room.
"I see you like it," she laughed.
"It's wonderful," Hermione breathed.
"Harry can I see you in my office?" Minvera asked.
"Work begins now," Harry shrugged to Hermione. "Will you be all right unpacking?"
"Of course," Hermione said. "Get to work Professor Potter."
"Good bye then Mrs. Potter," Harry laughed and walked away with Minvera.
"Well Harry, school begins in just a few weeks. I'd like you to meet the other teachers. Most of the teachers you won't know. When Voldemort attacked Hogsmeade a few teachers died."
Harry nodded, Lord Voldemort had tried to attack Hogwarts but the teachers and a few Aurors met him in Hogsmeade. Flitwick and Spout had been killed and Dumbledore had been weakly greatly. He had died three months before Voldemort had been killed.
"There are new teachers for Herbology, Potions, Charms, Defense Against the Dark Arts and Quiddithch."
"I know Remus of course," Harry responded.
"Of course," Minvera said and they entered her office. They walked down a flight of stairs and entered her office. "Good afternoon." She said to the other people in the room.
"Good afternoon," Harry greeted them too.
"Harry, you of course know Neville," Minvera said. "He is teaching Herbology."
"Neville, good to see you!" said Harry shaking his hand.
"Harry, glad you're here," he responded. Harry and Neville had been Aurors but they had never worked together. He was tall now, with a few scars, he was very different from the boy he had known at school.
"Harry, this is Professor Mullen," Minvera said. "She teaches Charms, Professor Morgan, he teaches Potions, and Professor Kalter who teaches Quidditch."
"Nice to meet all of you," Harry said shaking their hands.
"Nice to meet you Mr. Potter," they said while they shook hands.
"Neville is head of Hufflepuff, Morgan, Ravenclaw, Mullen, Slytherin and you have Gryffindor."
"It seems I have all your old jobs," Harry laughed.
"Yes it does," she laughed too.
"Where's Remus?" Harry asked.
"It was the full moon last night," Minerva told him.
"Ah yes, I forgot about that," said Harry.
"Well it's almost dinner time," Minvera told them. "I'll let you go back to your work."
Harry headed back to his new room. Hermione was in there reading a book.
"Hermione," Harry said looking around. "You did a good job of making it look like home."
They looked up at the mantelpiece. There were many pictures all of them moving around. They were of Ron, Hermione and Harry went they had graduated and become Aurors. There were pictures of Sirius, Remus and Harry. Hermione's parents, Harry's parents, Harry flying and the middle one was a picture from their wedding.
"I'm glad you like it," she said hugging him. "How did your meeting go?"
"I met the other teachers," Harry told her. "Neville is teaching Herbology."
"Oh, I'll have to talk to him and the others," Hermione said excitingly. "Oh and I've set it up with the Prophet, they will send me assignments and I'll write them here. I'll do most everything here."
"That's good, which desk do you want then?" Harry asked.
"The study is yours," Hermione said smiling. "There is something in there for you all ready."
Harry looked at her and went into the study. He was too shocked to speak. In the place where one of the bookcases was, there was now a glass case there. Harry stepped in front of it. His Firebolt was in there, and so was another broom. Two sets of old Quidditch robes were in there and two wands. There were three Order of Merlin first class awards too.
"Like it?" a familiar voice asked behind him.
Harry wheeled around; Sirius sat in one of the chairs watching him. "Hello Sirius."
"I've been here for awhile waiting for you to come in," Sirius got up. "I've been waiting to give you your wedding present."
Harry looked at the case again with Sirius by his side.
"Those were your father's Quidditch robes and his broom. I put the wands in there too, along with the medals."
"Thank you Sirius," Harry hugged him. "How did you get these?"
"After I left you in your third year I looked for a place to hide and I stumbled upon the old Potter mansion. I saw them and I knew they were for you."
"This means a lot to me," Harry said.
"Look I have to go," Sirius said. "Last night was the fill moon, Moony is at the house recovering."
"Good bye Sirius," Harry said. "And thank you."
"No problem," Sirius said and they hugged. He left after that.
Hermione can into the study, "Dinner time."
"All right, lets go," Harry took her hand. "Its been a wonderful day."
"There are many more to come," Hermione said squeezing his hand.
They went down to dinner still holding hands.
"Well look who it is," Neville said laughing when he saw Hermione.
"Hello Neville," Hermione greeted him. "Harry had told me you were teaching now."
Hermione was introduced to everyone and they took their seats next to Minerva. Minerva and Hermione talked exciting about their new living conditions and the Prophet.
That night Harry and Hermione were both reading in the living room. The clock stuck 11:00pm. Harry got up, "I'm going to bed," he yawned.
"I'll come too," Hermione said and put down her book.
"Well first night in our new room," Harry laughed.
Hermione smiled, "I hope its as comfortable as it looks."
Laughing Harry half limped, half ran to the bed and jumped and landed on the bed. "Sure feels comfortable.' He hit the bed, "See what you think."
She came over and sat down. Harry took her and played with her hair, "Comfortable?"
"Only if I move over a little bit," she laid her head of his chest and he held her. "This is much better." She laughed.
"Have I told you how much I love you?" Harry whispered in her ear.
"Um… remind me," Hermione whispered back…
**
The weeks went by quickly and suddenly it was September 1st. Harry spent the day making sure the school was cleaned and his speech to the 1st years was okay.
At 6:00pm, the train came in and Harry went to the Entrance Hall to wait for the 1st years. Soon there was a knock on the door.
Harry opened the door and looked into Hagrid's smiling face, "Thank you Hagrid."
Hagrid winked at him and handed over the 1st years. Silently he led them to a small room outside the Great Hall.
"Welcome to Hogwarts," he said looking around. Most of the students were gawking at him, "I am Professor Harry Potter, the new Transfiguration teacher, Deputy Headmaster and Head of Gryffindor House. You will be joining the other students in a moment but before you take your place in the Great Hall you must be sorted. The houses are Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff and Slytherin. Each House has produced dozens of talented wizards and witches. Your triumphs here will learn you house points while any rule breaking you lead to you losing House points. At the end of the year when the House Cup is rewarded I hope you will take credit if it is your house that does win. I will be right back, I have to make sure everything is ready." Harry said and turned around only to be face to face with Hermione.
"They're ready for you," she said gently.
"Right," said Harry. "Let's go." He told the 1st years.
They entered the Great Hall. Many of the 1st years gasped. Harry collected the Sorting Hat and the stool. He put in front of the scared, nervous first years. The Hat opened its brim and sung its song.
"When I call your name, please step forward, put the Hat on and sit on the stool," Harry told them when the Hat had finished its song.
He started calling names. He studied each student, smiling at the new Gryffindors and wondering if the new Slytherins knew about their House. Finally it was done and he could sit down. It was now time for Minerva to speak. Harry took his seat next to Hermione who squeezed his hand and smiled at him. When Minvera stopped speaking they started eating. Harry talked with Hermione and Minerva. He enjoyed the feast greatly.
"Now that we are all fed I have a few things to say. We have a new teacher. I'm sure you have all noticed that Harry Potter is here. He is the new Transfiguration teacher."
Everyone clapped; some stood up to see him better.
"A note to all that no magic in the corridors and stay away from the Forbidden Forest. Well off to bed everyone!" Minerva called and they went off.
"Congratuations on your first Sorting," Hermione kissed him.
"Come on," Harry took her hand. "I'll race you back." And he raced off, half limping, half running with Hermione behind him.
**
Harry unlocked the Transfiguration door the next morning and went in. He paced the room… his first class was going to start in 10 minutes. He had 1st year Gryffindors first.
Soon they piled in looking scared. They took their seats and waited. When the bell rang Harry stood up, "Good morning class. I am Professor Harry Potter."
"Can we see your scar?" one boy blurted out.
Harry looked at him, "This is not a class about me but Transfiguration." He told them.
"How did you defeat You-Know-Who?" one scared looking girl asked.
"We are here to study Transfiguration," Harry said louder. But no one was listening, they were all gapping at him. He felt his forehead, his hair had moved a little bit and he could only guess that his scar was showing.
"Now class Transfiguration-"
"Is it true you helped Sirius Black escape Azkaban," someone asked.
"Now please take out your quills and copy this down," Harry tried to go on.
The class went on like this… it was wearing Harry out. They didn't learn anything. When the bell finally rang he slumped in his chair. He looked to see who he had next. He had a break. He got up and went back to his room. Hermione would know what to do. He found her talking into the fire. When she saw him come in and lay on the sofa she told them man she'd be back.
"Harry, what's the matter?" she lay on the sofa next to him. She laid her head on his chest.
"I can't teach Hermione," he sighed playing with her hair.
"Nonsense Harry," Hermione said. "Tell me what happened."
"Hermione, all they cared about was my stupid scar." Harry told her. "They didn't learn anything."
"Harry, you just have to be stern with them. Take points off if they ask you. Let them know you won't take any nonsense," Hermione told him.
"Thank you," Harry said. "I love you."
"I love you too," she replied.
In Harry's next lesson he had 5th year Ravenclaws and no one bothered him about his scar or anything.
**
Two weeks later, on Saturday Harry had finally gotten Hermione out of Hogwarts. Sirius and Remus who had been hiding in Harry's study came out.
"We got the gifts you left at the house," Sirius told Harry.
"Good and I have reservations in Hogsmeade at the restaurant," Harry reported.
"She will love this," Remus said looking at the gift.
"She will be so surprised," Sirius laughed. "What a romantic guy you are."
"All right," Harry said, "I have the gift, the dinner, something to wear... anything else?"
"Something for her to wear?" Remus asked.
"Taken care of," Harry said. "Dobby is washing her best robes now."
"Sounds good," said Remus. "Anything we can do?"
"Stay as far away from Hogsmeade as you can," Harry laughed. "No tricks tonight."
"What?" Sirius asked appalled.
"I've heard stories!" Harry warned. "I'll curse you to next year if you play any jokes."
"Harry, I only did that when I was young," Sirius told him.
**
"Where are you taking me?" Hermione asked. They were both in their best robes and they were walking to Hogsmeade. It was a beautiful night, perfect for a nice walk.
"Honeydukes," Harry lied. "Have you forgotten what day it is?"
"September 19, my birthday," replied Hermione.
"So what better way to celebrate a birthday than going to Honeydukes and pigging out?" Harry laughed. "It sounds cool to me!"
Hermione laughed, "Harry James Potter, what is up your sleeve."
"My arm," he replied playfully.
"Oh, do you know how much I hate surprises!" said Hermione.
Harry laughed, "This is a good surprise, I promise you!"
They had reached Hogsmeade. Harry led her past the Three Broomsticks and Zonko's to a restaurant and they went in.
"Ah, Mr. Potter, your room is ready," the wizard at the front entrance said. He let them to a medium size room that was empty. There was a small table in the middle. There were candles all around and music playing in the background.
"Harry Birthday Mrs. Potter," Harry grinned.
"Oh Harry," she kissed him.
He pulled out her chair, "Take a seat." He went and sat down too, "Is this a good surprise?"
"Delightful," she replied softly.
They ordered drinks and their dinners. They were left alone. Music was still playing in the background. Harry got up; "May I have this dance Mrs. Potter?"
"You may," she got up and they danced. "This is the best birthday I've had in awhile," she sighed her head on his shoulder.
"I'm glad I'm here to help you celebrate it," Harry whispered and they kept dancing.
They danced until their dinners arrived. Harry's right leg killed but he didn't want to ruin Hermione's night. They ate and talked about past times and other people's birthday. When they finished Harry took a small package out of his pocket and gave it to her with a grin. She opened it looking shyly at Harry. It was a necklace and inside was a picture of her, Ron and Hermione when they had graduated Hogwarts.
"Look at the back," he told her.
To my dearest Hermione,
On your 21st birthday
Yours truly
Harry
"Harry thank you," she got up and hugged him. "This is the best night."
"I'm glad you like it," he replied and they kissed.
"I love you Harry," she whispered kissing him again.
**
School was going well. The students had gotten use to him and they worked hard. Sirius often came to see them and they talked late into the night. And then suddenly it was Halloween.
All students above the 3rd year were visiting Hogsmeade and Hermione had gone to visit Remus. Harry paced the room, tried to read, and tried to correct homework but he couldn't. He hated Halloween. He stood in his study looking at the glass case. This day 20 years ago his parents had died. He sighed, 20 years. What would he do to have them back…?
"Harry," a voice said from the living room. Harry sighed and went into the living room. It was Minerva. "A few teachers are going into Hogsmeade, do you want to come?"
"No, I think I'll stay here," Harry sighed.
"What's wrong Harry?" Minerva asked.
"Just thinking about the day, it's-"
"The day your parents died," Minerva sighed too. "Harry don't worry about it. Come on, come to Hogsmeade."
Harry grabbed his cloak.
"You know every year on this day Albus would spend half the day pouring over his Pensive thinking about your parents."
Harry didn't know what to say to this, instead he said, "I wonder what Sirius is doing today?"
"Probably trying to kill himself," Minerva sighed. "He shouldn't blame himself."
In the Entrance Hall he greeted the other teachers and they all got in carriages to take them to Hogsmeade. It was a nice day though a little bit of wind.
In Hogsmeade they saw a lot of students loaded with bags from Zonko's and Honeydukes. As Harry opened the door to the Three Broomsticks someone came out of it. Harry stepped aside to let them go when he realized who it was.
"Potter," the man sneered.
"Malfoy," Harry hissed back. "What are you doing Malfoy?"
"Oh perfect Potty wants to know what I'm doing," Malfoy laughed.
"I'm surprised you still show your face around here with your master gone." Harry said. He and Malfoy were in each other's faces.
"You better watch it Potter, the Dark Lord isn't gone as you think."
"Teach you a few tricks Malfoy?" asked Harry. "You won't be as powerful as he was."
Malfoy walked away, "The Dark Side will never be totally gone!"
"And neither will be the powerful wizards who defeat them time and time again," Harry replied. Harry stepped inside the Three Broomsticks with Malfoy still on his mind. The other teachers took a table and sat down.
"I wouldn't show my face around here if I was Malfoy," Neville said.
"After what the Ministry did, neither would I," Kalter agreed.
Harry looked at the other teachers, "I didn't hear about this."
"It happened just weeks after you have been put in St. Mungo's. The Ministry raided the Malfoy manor and there were black hoods, a lot of Potions, enough to put Malfoy in Azkaban for life. They took away all of it and fined him heavily. He doesn't have anything expect the Mansion. The Minster thought that would be better than putting him in Azkaban," Minerva told Harry.
"He must have known it was coming to him," Harry said as the drinks came.
Kids were all around. Laughing, getting butterbeers, trying out their stuff from Zonko's. Neville laughed, "Can you remember being so young and care free?"
"I don't think I've ever been carefree," Harry said looking around. "And it seems ages I've been so young."
Minerva laughed, "I feel so old here, I remember your parents running around here. They were always carefree!"
They finished their drinks; "Well I'd better get back to the castle. I have work to do," Neville got up.
"I'll go with you," Harry said and they walked out. "How are you doing Neville?"
"I'm good," he shrugged.
"Glad the Auror days are over?" asked Harry.
"Even though he is gone, you are still in danger," Neville said looking at the ground.
"I know," Harry replied.
They walked in silence to the front doors. As Harry opened the door Hermione came running towards them.
"What?" he asked concerned.
"Harry," she said. She looked at Neville and then at Harry. She stared at him… "I'm pregnant!"
Harry looked at her, "Oh." He didn't know what to say. And then, "So that excuse to see Remus was a lie?"
"Yes," she replied. "I didn't want to say anything until I was sure."
"Right," Harry replied still stunned. "Okay."
Neville laughed, "Lost for words Harry?"
"Just a little," he blushed. "Wait, oh god Hermione that's great!" He hugged her.
"Caught on didn't you?" Hermione laughed.
"God this kid will be the smartest in the world with you two are parents," Neville laughed.
"Hopefully he'd look like Hermione, minus the teeth!" Harry laughed. "I would hate the baby to have my hair or my eye sight."
"I've seen pictures, all male Potters look like you," Hermione said. "Lets pray for a girl!"
All right, that's round 2. The next part should be coming soon; I just have to type it! I hope you like it and please r/r. And of course I don't own any of it. It belongs to J.K. Rowling expect the teachers you've never heard of. I made those up.