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The Return
by S. L
Hannah awoke feeling refreshed. Today was to be her very first day as a teacher at Hogwarts and she wasn't going to let anything bother her. Not even her husband. She had decided to put that behind her. These people might know of him, but no one but her really knew him the way she did.
With this in mind she helped Molly dress her daughter so they could all go down to breakfast with one another. The three shared Harry's suite in Hogwarts which suited her fine. It consisted of one master bedroom and another smaller one, a very tiny kitchen, two bathrooms, an office and a large living area. All of her things had already been unpacked, so Jane's toy's littered the floor of the living room. Molly and her would spend most of their time in these rooms, while Hannah taught.
Sirius was already at breakfast, as were a few other teachers, when they arrived. There were even quite a few students, already joking and passing around the timetables. Hannah smiled at them all. How fun it must be to attend a magical school.
"Well aren't you a morning person," Sirius grumbled looking half asleep as Hannah took a seat next to him humming.
"Yup," she smiled at them, buttering some toast for Jane.
"Doggie please!" Jane protested reaching her arms out for Sirius. "PLEASE!"
Hannah knew they were drawing a couple of stares, but she did her best to calm her daughter down.
"DOGGIE!" Jane kept up, still trying to reach Sirius. Sirius was laughing all the while.
He got out of his seat and picked up her daughter. "I'll be right back Hannah. We'll eat in your rooms. Just relax for me okay?"
Relax she did, as she watched the pair walk out of the Great Hall laughing. Molly herself chuckled and turned to Hannah. "I think that girl has just earned herself more family than she could ever hope for by landing herself in this school. Just watch, I bet in no time every student and professor are going to love her."
Hannah smiled at this image, Jane had never really gotten much attention outside her and Harry. It seemed she liked an audience.
"Morning Hannah!" Hermoine said taking Sirius' vacated seat. "Ready for transfigurations?"
Hannah suddenly found out how Sirius had been so sickened by being cheerful in the morning. Even Hermoine was worse than she was. "As ready as I can be. I'm a doing transfigurations today?"
"Transfigurations Monday and Friday. Muggle Studies on Wednesdays. Defense Against the Dark Arts Tuesdays and Thursdays."
Remus broke out of his conversation with McGonagal and bent over Hermoine. Hannah hadn't even noticed him there. "I'll look forward to having you there, but I must say, I'm afraid of what Sirius might do to me... `Revenge is sweet' were his exact words last night."
Hannah laughed. "Revenge? What for?"
The older man shrugged innocently and returned to his conversation.
"Have you talked to Ron dear?" Molly asked her daughter in law.
Hermoine shook her head. "I can't get through to him, no doubt he'll erupt in here soon wondering `what the bloody hell is going on' and where Harry is, and why wasn't he told, and so on. I doubt he's seen the papers yet."
"Papers?" Hannah spoke up curiously.
"Yes," Hermoine said absent mindedly. "The press conference confirming Harry's return was yesterday. He's probably made front page of every paper from her to Antarctica."
Hannah didn't comment on this. She was still trying to figure out exactly how famous her husband was. At first she just thought he was a little well known, or something. Then she thought maybe he was about as popular as a movie star or something, but now she didn't know what to think. Was he really so famous to make the front page in every paper? That seemed unlikely.
"Yes, what did I say," Hermoine said as her paper was delivered by a tawny owl. "`The-Boy-Who-Lived Lives: Harry Potter's Return.'"
Hannah looked over her friends shoulder to see a black and white picture of her husband smiling back at her. Several pictures in fact. The entire front page was littered with various pictures of Harry at different ages. From ones that had been taken yesterday to ones of him as a little baby.
"It seems they've decided to include the whole history," Molly said, leaning over to see the pictures too.
"Yes," Hermoine said. "Says here that he refused to comment on his whereabouts, only that he has decided to return to the wizarding world and reclaim his post as the head of the Unspeakable Department."
"Unspeakable Department?" Hannah echoed.
Molly nodded. "Yes top secret ministry branch, know one knows what they do. Very dangerous job, very hard to get too. They've all sorts of requirements."
Hannah nodded stupidly, not really understanding as usual. "Oh."
"Don't worry dear," Molly patted her arm. "He'll be fine. He spent a long time in that job before and always came out fine. Our Harry is very resourceful."
"Don't tell me this is a Potter pity party," Snape's cold voice said from behind them. Hannah turned around to see him grimace at his own alliteration. "He's been back a week and already you women are hysterical."
Hermoine put down her paper calmly. "We `women' are not hysterical. Merely concerned for our friends well being."
"A concept that must be foreign to you," Hannah put in surprising herself with her nastiness. "I see that you really don't have any friends to speak of. Women either. Terribly sorry."
Without another word she turned back to her breakfast. Molly choked and Hermoine giggled like a little girl.
"That was classic Hannah, your husband would be so proud!" Hermoine laughed. "None of us have ever really been able to insult him like that. I guess it's remembering him as our teacher and all, afraid he might give us a detention or something!"
Hannah allowed herself a smile. "He insulted my family, what was I supposed to do?"
"Supposed to do indeed." Remus chuckled listening in again. "I say you've been hanging out with Sirius for far too long already."
"Hush Remus," Hermoine chided. "Class starts soon, we'd best be going."
"Class starts in twenty minutes Hermoine," Hannah said checking her watch.
The other woman jostled her out of her seat anyways. "Yes, we're going to be in a rush if we don't leave now! Have to finalize the lesson!"
Molly chuckled and stood up with them. "I'll just go save Jane then from Sirius' clutches and send him on his way. Have a good class!"
`Good class, good class,' Hannah repeated to herself as her first class filled in.
The first year Gryffindors, they looked like a harmless enough bunch, but Hannah had never taught magical students. Hermoine looked as if she was in her element.
Hannah half listened as her friend did her practiced introductory speech and introduced her and Sirius (whom had arrived five minutes late to the amusement or the class and the disappointment of Hermoine). Then Hermoine straightened a little bit more and let her eyes roam around the class.
"Is it true," one student began. "That you were best friends with Harry Potter?"
At this several more hands shot into the air. Hermoine looked flustered as if this was not at all the way her class should be going.
Sirius bent over and whispered in Hannah's ear. "You can imagine the fuss that will be made when everyone finds out your his wife!" Hannah blushed.
"I will tell you right now that yes Harry Potter is a friend of mine, but no his name shall not be mentioned in this class again. This is transfigurations class! If you want to know about Harry then ask your history professor!"
Then she turned to the bored to show them what they must do for their very first lesson.
Hannah had to admit, she was quite bored. She really didn't have much to do as an assistant teacher. The position was only a front, all she would really be doing was grading papers and other such tasks, not actually teaching. Sirius looked even more bored than she.
Halfway through the class he had taken a seat next to an eager looking girl with long blond hair, asked politely for an extra piece of parchment. For the rest of class he entertained both himself and the girl with flicking small pieces of paper into Hermoine's hair.
After another agonizing hour the bell finally rang and the class was dismissed. Hermoine came over looking proud and flustered all at once, not noticing that her hair was littered with snow colored little balls.
"Well that was a good class wasn't it?"
"Bloody wonderful!" Sirius said with an exaggerated air. "Most exciting class I've ever had!"
Hermoine smiled missing the sarcasm. "Thanks you Sirius! That's very kind of you!"
Hannah and Sirius burst into laughter, Hermoine missing the significance of it all.
"What?" She said cluelessly as the next class filed in. Hannah groaned and reached for the book she had been reading again. This was going to be a long day.
Long it was, but not without some excitement.
This second class just turned out to be another Gryffindor and Slythren class, but this time seventh years.
As they took their respected seats Hannah had been watching them. One a particularly roguish looking boy, with dusty blond hair and merry looking eyes took a seat next to Sirius as inconspicuously as possible. Hannah wouldn't have noticed anything if Sirius hadn't let a small smile through and slipped something to the boy underneath the desk as Hermoine began talking.
The nameless boy smiled, neither paying attention to where Hannah was leaning up against the back wall watching. Both were immersed in their task. She leaned forward to get a better look, but their bent heads were blocking her view. She leaned a little closer.
A fizzing noise filled the air and the entire class watched as Hermoine's desk blew up blowing papers everywhere. Sirius and the boy fell out of their chairs and Hannah fell to the floor with them.
Hope it's not a boring chapter or anything. I dunno, tell me what you think. Thanks for reading and thanks to those who reviewed! Sorry I'm in a rush or I'd list your names- next time I promise!
The Return
by S. L
Hannah awoke feeling refreshed. Today was to be her very first day as a teacher at Hogwarts and she wasn't going to let anything bother her. Not even her husband. She had decided to put that behind her. These people might know of him, but no one but her really knew him the way she did.
With this in mind she helped Molly dress her daughter so they could all go down to breakfast with one another. The three shared Harry's suite in Hogwarts which suited her fine. It consisted of one master bedroom and another smaller one, a very tiny kitchen, two bathrooms, an office and a large living area. All of her things had already been unpacked, so Jane's toy's littered the floor of the living room. Molly and her would spend most of their time in these rooms, while Hannah taught.
Sirius was already at breakfast, as were a few other teachers, when they arrived. There were even quite a few students, already joking and passing around the timetables. Hannah smiled at them all. How fun it must be to attend a magical school.
"Well aren't you a morning person," Sirius grumbled looking half asleep as Hannah took a seat next to him humming.
"Yup," she smiled at them, buttering some toast for Jane.
"Doggie please!" Jane protested reaching her arms out for Sirius. "PLEASE!"
Hannah knew they were drawing a couple of stares, but she did her best to calm her daughter down.
"DOGGIE!" Jane kept up, still trying to reach Sirius. Sirius was laughing all the while.
He got out of his seat and picked up her daughter. "I'll be right back Hannah. We'll eat in your rooms. Just relax for me okay?"
Relax she did, as she watched the pair walk out of the Great Hall laughing. Molly herself chuckled and turned to Hannah. "I think that girl has just earned herself more family than she could ever hope for by landing herself in this school. Just watch, I bet in no time every student and professor are going to love her."
Hannah smiled at this image, Jane had never really gotten much attention outside her and Harry. It seemed she liked an audience.
"Morning Hannah!" Hermoine said taking Sirius' vacated seat. "Ready for transfigurations?"
Hannah suddenly found out how Sirius had been so sickened by being cheerful in the morning. Even Hermoine was worse than she was. "As ready as I can be. I'm a doing transfigurations today?"
"Transfigurations Monday and Friday. Muggle Studies on Wednesdays. Defense Against the Dark Arts Tuesdays and Thursdays."
Remus broke out of his conversation with McGonagal and bent over Hermoine. Hannah hadn't even noticed him there. "I'll look forward to having you there, but I must say, I'm afraid of what Sirius might do to me... `Revenge is sweet' were his exact words last night."
Hannah laughed. "Revenge? What for?"
The older man shrugged innocently and returned to his conversation.
"Have you talked to Ron dear?" Molly asked her daughter in law.
Hermoine shook her head. "I can't get through to him, no doubt he'll erupt in here soon wondering `what the bloody hell is going on' and where Harry is, and why wasn't he told, and so on. I doubt he's seen the papers yet."
"Papers?" Hannah spoke up curiously.
"Yes," Hermoine said absent mindedly. "The press conference confirming Harry's return was yesterday. He's probably made front page of every paper from her to Antarctica."
Hannah didn't comment on this. She was still trying to figure out exactly how famous her husband was. At first she just thought he was a little well known, or something. Then she thought maybe he was about as popular as a movie star or something, but now she didn't know what to think. Was he really so famous to make the front page in every paper? That seemed unlikely.
"Yes, what did I say," Hermoine said as her paper was delivered by a tawny owl. "`The-Boy-Who-Lived Lives: Harry Potter's Return.'"
Hannah looked over her friends shoulder to see a black and white picture of her husband smiling back at her. Several pictures in fact. The entire front page was littered with various pictures of Harry at different ages. From ones that had been taken yesterday to ones of him as a little baby.
"It seems they've decided to include the whole history," Molly said, leaning over to see the pictures too.
"Yes," Hermoine said. "Says here that he refused to comment on his whereabouts, only that he has decided to return to the wizarding world and reclaim his post as the head of the Unspeakable Department."
"Unspeakable Department?" Hannah echoed.
Molly nodded. "Yes top secret ministry branch, know one knows what they do. Very dangerous job, very hard to get too. They've all sorts of requirements."
Hannah nodded stupidly, not really understanding as usual. "Oh."
"Don't worry dear," Molly patted her arm. "He'll be fine. He spent a long time in that job before and always came out fine. Our Harry is very resourceful."
"Don't tell me this is a Potter pity party," Snape's cold voice said from behind them. Hannah turned around to see him grimace at his own alliteration. "He's been back a week and already you women are hysterical."
Hermoine put down her paper calmly. "We `women' are not hysterical. Merely concerned for our friends well being."
"A concept that must be foreign to you," Hannah put in surprising herself with her nastiness. "I see that you really don't have any friends to speak of. Women either. Terribly sorry."
Without another word she turned back to her breakfast. Molly choked and Hermoine giggled like a little girl.
"That was classic Hannah, your husband would be so proud!" Hermoine laughed. "None of us have ever really been able to insult him like that. I guess it's remembering him as our teacher and all, afraid he might give us a detention or something!"
Hannah allowed herself a smile. "He insulted my family, what was I supposed to do?"
"Supposed to do indeed." Remus chuckled listening in again. "I say you've been hanging out with Sirius for far too long already."
"Hush Remus," Hermoine chided. "Class starts soon, we'd best be going."
"Class starts in twenty minutes Hermoine," Hannah said checking her watch.
The other woman jostled her out of her seat anyways. "Yes, we're going to be in a rush if we don't leave now! Have to finalize the lesson!"
Molly chuckled and stood up with them. "I'll just go save Jane then from Sirius' clutches and send him on his way. Have a good class!"
`Good class, good class,' Hannah repeated to herself as her first class filled in.
The first year Gryffindors, they looked like a harmless enough bunch, but Hannah had never taught magical students. Hermoine looked as if she was in her element.
Hannah half listened as her friend did her practiced introductory speech and introduced her and Sirius (whom had arrived five minutes late to the amusement or the class and the disappointment of Hermoine). Then Hermoine straightened a little bit more and let her eyes roam around the class.
"Is it true," one student began. "That you were best friends with Harry Potter?"
At this several more hands shot into the air. Hermoine looked flustered as if this was not at all the way her class should be going.
Sirius bent over and whispered in Hannah's ear. "You can imagine the fuss that will be made when everyone finds out your his wife!" Hannah blushed.
"I will tell you right now that yes Harry Potter is a friend of mine, but no his name shall not be mentioned in this class again. This is transfigurations class! If you want to know about Harry then ask your history professor!"
Then she turned to the bored to show them what they must do for their very first lesson.
Hannah had to admit, she was quite bored. She really didn't have much to do as an assistant teacher. The position was only a front, all she would really be doing was grading papers and other such tasks, not actually teaching. Sirius looked even more bored than she.
Halfway through the class he had taken a seat next to an eager looking girl with long blond hair, asked politely for an extra piece of parchment. For the rest of class he entertained both himself and the girl with flicking small pieces of paper into Hermoine's hair.
After another agonizing hour the bell finally rang and the class was dismissed. Hermoine came over looking proud and flustered all at once, not noticing that her hair was littered with snow colored little balls.
"Well that was a good class wasn't it?"
"Bloody wonderful!" Sirius said with an exaggerated air. "Most exciting class I've ever had!"
Hermoine smiled missing the sarcasm. "Thanks you Sirius! That's very kind of you!"
Hannah and Sirius burst into laughter, Hermoine missing the significance of it all.
"What?" She said cluelessly as the next class filed in. Hannah groaned and reached for the book she had been reading again. This was going to be a long day.
Long it was, but not without some excitement.
This second class just turned out to be another Gryffindor and Slythren class, but this time seventh years.
As they took their respected seats Hannah had been watching them. One a particularly roguish looking boy, with dusty blond hair and merry looking eyes took a seat next to Sirius as inconspicuously as possible. Hannah wouldn't have noticed anything if Sirius hadn't let a small smile through and slipped something to the boy underneath the desk as Hermoine began talking.
The nameless boy smiled, neither paying attention to where Hannah was leaning up against the back wall watching. Both were immersed in their task. She leaned forward to get a better look, but their bent heads were blocking her view. She leaned a little closer.
A fizzing noise filled the air and the entire class watched as Hermoine's desk blew up blowing papers everywhere. Sirius and the boy fell out of their chairs and Hannah fell to the floor with them.
Hope it's not a boring chapter or anything. I dunno, tell me what you think. Thanks for reading and thanks to those who reviewed! Sorry I'm in a rush or I'd list your names- next time I promise!