'''This is a Harry Potter Fan Fiction, I do not own anything to do with Harry Potter, apart from my copy of all the books :)

Meet The Staff At Hogwarts

Chapter 4

Proposals

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"What?!" Harry was struck dumb by the incredible honour that was being offered to him and his four closest friends.

The five, as of two hours ago, former students stood before the Head Master of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, with their mouths practically hanging open. They had just been offered the chance to stay at Hogwarts and teach their former peers.

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Severus had escorted the bewildered five 'adults' {that was going to take some time to get used to} to the Head Master's office, and as he knew exactly what was about to be said, chose to remain in the room to observe the reactions...Evidently, he was not disappointed.

"That look," urged Severus, "though not entirely unfitting, does not answer the question laid out before the five of you." Again the poisinous monotone.

"You- you...knew about this didn't you?" Draco accused, momontarily regaining the use of his mouth and voice. The others merely stared. Azra's jaw looked like it would hit the ground at any moment.

"Yes and," Snape sighed, "good lord girl! Close your mouth!"

"Azra...?" Ron polked his friend on her arm.

"Snap out of it girl!" Bellowed Snape, again he heard Dumbledore chuckle to himself.

Suddenly the door swung open and crashed into the wall. "I didn't miss it did I!?" Sirius burst through, he stopped when he saw the face of his Godson and his friends. "Shit...I missed it didn't I?" He said quietly.

"I'm afraid Sirius, that yes, you did miss it." Stated a solmn but no less cheery Dumbledore. "As I was saying," he turned back to the five, "the school has been short of permanant teachers ever since the fight with Lord Voldemort," surprisingly no one shuddered at the mention of you-know-who. "I am asking you if you would all like to stay here at Hogwarts with us, and fill those positions." Concluded Dumbledore.

"I-I..." Azra had recovered mostly from the initial shock, but evidently she'd not yet recovered the use of her voice.

"Of cource," the Head Master spoke again, "you will be allowed some time to think about it. You all know the password to my office, come back in the morning and give me your answer." He appeared thoughtfull for a moment, "I haven't forgotten anything have I Severus?"

"No Head Master."

"Excellent! Then I will be seeing all of you in the morning th-"

"YES!" Shouted Rachel, apparently out of nowhere. Everyone turned to look at her with everything from disaproving looks to looks that clearly stated 'you are crazy'.

"I beg your parden Miss. Soren?" Even Dumbledore was startled.

"Yes...I mean no..." She ran her finger up and down the bridge of her nose, as she tended to do when she was thinking or was piffed about something. "What I mean to say is I don't really need to think about it..."

"Oh..." Albus sounded slightly put out, "well...I thank you for..." he paused and glanced at Remus who had just entered the room, "considering the proposal."

"Hunh? What...No! I'd like the job! I wasn't turning it down...I don't need to think about it because I already know that I want it!"

Albus smiled brightly, his eyes twinkiling, and nodded. "I see...I'm sorry I misunderstood Miss. Soren."

Azra smiled back to him, except it looked more like an expression that Snape would make.

Draco stepped forward, not surprisingly, "then I'm staying too!" He announced, followed by a chorus of "and me's".

"Excellent!! Wonderfull!!!" The old man was extatic, "then it's settled!"

*cough* "Ummm... Sir," said Remus from the back, causing everyone to jump. No one but Albus and Severus had heard him come in.

"You need to inform them of the positions they will be filling," Severus picked up Remus's train of thought, but Dumbledore only gave him a blank look. "The classes they will be teaching?" Tried Snape.

"Ahh!!...Yes Severus! Their classes, of cource! How could I have almost forgotten that?!? Thank you once again Severus, you always have such good ideas." Dumbledore winked at him.

*Ahrem* Snape cleared his throught, "You're...*ahrem!*...Welcome Albus." Said Snape. While trying to avoid the Head Masters gaze, he shrunk back into the shadows and all but disappeared.

Dumbledore smiled and turned his attention to back to his five new professors, "yes...Your classes...Humm... let me see...Well I need to fill the Arithmancy position, the Defence Against the Dark Arts position, the Muggle Studdies position...I will also need a Flying instructor and a professor willing to plunge into the dark arts." At the blank looks he recieved he began to explain, "since Voldemort was defeated, I have spent long moments thinking about how important 'Defence' Against the Dark Arts is, and I believe that the students would profit from learning about them." The blank looks turned to concern and confusion, "Of cource the course would 'not' teach the actual spells but more the history and technicallities behind the dark arts." The group still looked slightly perplexed, but understanding none the less.

"May I, Head Master, have the Arithmancy professor position?" Inquired Hermione, "I am very interested in Arithmancy, and would love to have a chance to expand my knowledge further..."

"Further?" Mocked Ron, "is there a further?"

Hermione shot him a glare worthy of Snape, some of the others snickered at this, even Severus himself. "As I was saying, I think that I would be an excellent Arithmancy professor, I am also very qualified!" Said Hermione, she only hoped it was enough.

Albus appeared thoughtfull, "Humm... Miss. Granger I also believe that you would be an excellent Arithmancy professor," Herm' beamed at this, "however, I was hoping to have you in the Dark Arts position......But if you would prefer Arithmancy..." He waited as Hermione nodded vigorously, "very well. We have our Arithmancy professor, Miss Granger."

Hermione's smile was one of the biggest ever in that instant.

"Now for the rest of you...Hummm..." Dumbledore was interrupted.

"If I may suggest Draco, Head Master for the Dark Arts position."

"Severus? Humm...I suppose that I agree with you. And Miss Azra for the Defence Against the Dark Arts positon, as you two would be working quite closely," Draco glanced at Az, "two Slytherins 'would' be best." Dumbledore continued, "Is that alright with you two?"

The two Slytherins nodded. They were always quite close, ever since fifth year when Azra transferred. This would be a good pairing.

"Wonderfull! And now for Mr's Potter and Weasley. Harry will you consent to be the school's new flying instructor? Of cource that would include being in charge of the school's Quidditch teams..." Harry nodded. "Good, and Mr. Weasley? How do you feel about the Muggle Studdies position?"

The whole room went deathly quiet, too quiet. Harry even thought he heard a cricket chirp. Ron for a Muggle Studdies Professor?!! Dumbledore had to be joking this had to be a joke!! Ron couldn't even pronounce 'telephone' correctly! Never mind 'teach' that class! Apparently Ron had the same idea.

"Me!?! I-I- d-don't know anything about Muggles! Wouldn't Harry, or Hermione or Rachel or even Draco be better for that position?!? Wait, you're joking! Ya, that's what this is...A joke. A really bad joke..." Ron managed to squeak out.

Albus smiled, "no. I truly believe that you would be the best." He smiled again, "and I'm not joking... What do you think? Mr. Weasley."

Ron was not the only shocked one in that room at 'that' moment. Sirius who had conjured himself a goblet of water earlier, cholked and began to cough uncontrollably. Remus was trying desperately not to laugh at the look of, what was that? Terror? On Ron's face. Harry and Hermione were too stunned to do anything and Az's mouth was hanging open again. Draco was grinning maniacally and even Snape was effected, although he didn't show it.

"Do you accept Mr. Weasley?" Dumbledore said while noting the expressions of the other people in the room. Why were they so shocked?? It wasn't as if Ron didn't know what a muggle telephone was or anything... {sorry I couldn't help but to put that in hehe:)}

Just then a 'very' loud yell from over where Sirius and Remus, rubbing his forearm and glaring at Sirius, were standing.

"Ouch! You bloody git! That hurt!!" Remus half cried and scolded.

"Sorry, just wanted to make sure that we weren't dreaming..." Apoligised a cockey Sirius.

"Ya well you didn't need to pinch me! Moronic 'bastard'...."

Suddenly Snape appeared out of the shadows behind the two. He slapped the animangus on the back of the head, hard, "you should respect your friends more, 'Black',"

"OOwWww!!!!" Cried Sirius and glared daggers at Snape, "you can talk 'Snapey'!"

"Humh!" With one last, patent pending, death glare directed at Sirius, Severus turned his attention back to Ron, "Weasley!! Stop your bloody god damn staring and answer the question!" He roared.

The Muggle Studdies position temporarily forgotten Ron gave a puzzled, "hunh?" He then went slighlty pale as he remebered what was in progress. In the end he gave a deep sigh and nodded, "I accept."

At this sentiment Sirius choked again and began to cough. Remus took this as an oppertunity for revenge and smacked Sirius on the back of the head. What he hadn't counted on was that Severus would join him in the 'much enjoyed' Sirius smacking. Both their hands landed on opposite sides of the back of the man's head, knocking him forward off his feet. Sirius landed on his stomach in a heap on the floor of the Headmaster's office.

Remus and Severus smirked at eachother, apparently they both had the same idea...
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I give you chapter 4!!

Definately only one more chapter after this...

Sorry for making Dumbledore seen like a 'slow old man'

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