Ginny sat in her room at the Leaky Couldren, tommarrow she would go back to Hogwarts and become

a teacher. She'd seen Harry, teach Dumbledores Army and saw how every one responded to him,

they listened and caught on quickly, to everything. Were they going to be like that with her?

Was she going to be a good teacher? Looking around the room Ginny's eyes landed on the

Pensive Diary that Remus had gotten her. Picking it up she grabbed a quill out of her book bag

and began to write.

Dear diary,

Today was special. Its my 18th birthday and Harry, Hermione, and Ron threw a party for me. Its strange knowing that I am now an

adultI don't have any one to take care of me anymore and thats kind of scary. Just before I graduated, I was scared to leave

Hogwarts because it had been my home for the past 7 years, and now I'm going home. I will be the new teacher for

The Defence Army Class. Its an extention of Harry's Dumbledore Army Club. I will be teaching the children how to protect

themselves, and I will teach them the history of the spells. I do hope that I can make the class interseting enough so that

they will like it.

I guess I'm kind of nervous because most of the students that I will be teaching will be students I went to school with, and I don't

want to forget that they are my friends, but I also don't want to favor them above the other students. Remus and Sirius can most

likely help me not to favor the students. Oh Remus looked more hansome then ever at my party tonight. I don't normaly notice how

good looking he is but I couldn't stop looking at him tonight, it was like his presence filled every part of the room. What am I talking

about this is Remus, I shouldn't be thinking of him this way, let alone writing it down. Oh well.

I must be going.

Professor Virginia Weasley

Ginny set down the diary and looked out the window, the streets of Diagon Alley were not as full

as during the day, and it made them look even more attracktive just to walk down them.

Hearing a knock on the door ginny got up to open it. "who is it?"

"Its Remus" Ginny opened up the door and smiled.

"hello Moony, whats up?"

"um.. I was wondering, since we will both be teaching practically the same thing, except you'll

be teaching them how to preform spells and to block spells. If we could try and teach our class

on the same subject of curses and things so that the student's don't get to mixed up."

"yeah that sounds cool, do you have your teaching lessons for this week so that I can look

them over?" she asked and then stood back so that Remus could come in.

"yes I do. Here." he said and handed them to her. "I wanted to teach the Sixth and seventh

years more about Voldemorts rise of power the first time around so that they can get a better

idea of what there parents went through, to compare it to what they went through. Plus I

want to show them what the warning signs are, so that they can't just rely on the Daily Prophet

anymore."

"that sounds great Remus... why didn't you teach stuff like this last year so that I could learn

this stuff?" she smiled at him and sat down cross legged on her bed. " I can teach some of the

jinx's and spells that they used againts deatheaters in Voldemorts first rise. So what are you

going to be teaching years one through five?"

" well frist through third years the regular stuff that I teach and then fourth and fifth years

I can start teaching them about some of the things that were used during this war, so that the

students that didn't fight in the war can know how there friends faught." Ginny watched

as Remus spoke about his lessons and his students. He held such a passion in his eyes when he

was talking about teaching. It was like that was his soul, the students were his life.

"This sounds wonderful Remus." Ginny looked at her watch and sighed. "well its midnight and if I

want to be awake when we leave tommarrow I guess I should go to bed soon."

"yeah I guess your right.I'll see you tommarrow, Ginny" Remus hugged her shortly and then left.

Ginny watched the door for a long time remembering how warm he felt when he hugged her and how

sweet he smelled.

Getting up she changed into her night gown and laid down to sleep dreaming of a man who she

could never have.