Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters, they all belong to JK Rowling, but I do own the story and the minor characters...

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At 8am the next morning, Hermione awoke and slipped into the shower, ready for a new day. After the quick shower, she hurried to the kitchen and ate breakfast, cleaning up when she had finished. Back in her bedroom, she stood in front of her walk-in closet and wondered what to wear. She finally decided to wear black dress pants, with a low-cut red blouse. Leaving her now dry brown hair down, she picked up the day's lessons and put on her shoes, ready to leave her apartment. The school where she taught, was roughly a ten minute walk, and it was a gorgeous April morning. Hermione arrived to meet her first student, along with his mother.

"Good morning Roger!" Hermione greeted. She turned to his mother, who had offered her hand.

"My name is Vanessa Seimon, Roger's mother," she introduced.

"Pleased to meet you. I'm Roger's teacher, Hermione Granger," Hermione shook the womans hand.

"So, you're the famous teacher I'm always hearing about," Vanessa said through pursed lips. Hermione hated when people judged her abilites by her young age.

"You seem a little young to be a teacher," she continued. Hermione forced a smile.

"I know I do, but the Minestry would not have hired me if they didn't have any confidence in me," Hermione explained.

"The Minestry. Hmph," the mother scoffed, and turned on her heels and left. Hermione just sighed.

"Come on Roger, let's go inside."

The day passed by fairly quickly, and she was now starting her third and finaly class of the day. Five minutes into her lesson, someone loudly knocked on the door.

"Excuse me class," Hermione said, crossing the small classroom and opening the door to reveal a handsome young blond, with what appeared to be his son.

"May I help you?" Hermione asked.

"Is this the advanced magic class?" The tall blond asked.

"Yes it is, is your son a new student?"

"He's my nephew," the man corrected, "And yes he is. His name is Dialo."

Hermione bent down until she was eye level with the little boy.

"Dialo is it?" She asked. The boy only nodded. She smiled, "Come on in."

She opened the door and let Dialo in, then she turned to the man.

"Will you be picking him up at the end of class?" She asked him. The man just nodded.

"Class will end at 2:30pm, but I will need you to stay, so that I can discuss with you what Dialo needs to work on to catch up with our class," Hermione explained. She turned back to quiet down her class.

"By the way-" she turned back, but the man had already left. She shrugged and returned to her class. Leading Dialo to the front of the class, she introduced him.

"Class, we have a new student. This is Dialo-" she looked down, "I'm sorry dear, I don't know your last name."

"Vulcan."

"This is Dialo Vulcan. I want you to all treat him with the same respect that you treat everyone else." On that note, she showed him to an empty desk in the middle of the class, and continued with the days lesson. She didn't give out any homework that night, seeing as Dialo had a lot to catch up on. She and Dialo waited together outside the classroom, until his uncle came back.

"Well, I've given Dialo his textbook and all the sheets that he needs to complete to catch up with our class. As far as I know, Dialo's a very bright kid, and he knows what he's doing," She told his uncle. For the first time, she made eye contact with him, and for some odd reason it sent chills down her spine.

"The reason Dialo knows what he's doing, is because I taught him every time he came to visit me, and now that he lives with me, it's the reason we stay close," the stranger smiled.

"I hope I'm not being nosy, and you most certainly don't have to answer this, but why is he living with you, and not his mother or father?" Hermione cocked her head to one side.

"His mother was killed in an attack by Death Eaters, and I made a promise to her on her deathbed, that I would look after Dialo, and keep him away from his father," he explained.

"His father abused both my sister, who's the mother of Dialo, and Dialo," he added after seeing the confused look on Hermione's face.

"I'm sorry to hear that. Well Dialo has a wonderful teacher at home to help with his homework," Hermione smiled.

"I think he likes it better here, with wizards his own age, and a beautiful teacher like yourself," Hermione blushed as he said this. She locked her classroom and walked outside along with Dialo and his uncle. There in front of the building was a car, which she presummed was his. As the two males got into the car, Hermione snapped out of her trance.

"Wait!" She called out, "I didn't catch your name!"

"Draco," the man said from the window, "Draco Malfoy."

With the the car speed off into the distance, leaving a bewildered Hermione standing alone.

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ohhhh...Draco Malfoy eh?! Well told you this would have more suspense! Ne wayz, don't forget to review!! I luv getting reviews and they are all very much appreciated!!!
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