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Remember Me Now

Chapter 2

"Okay Hermione, I know this may seem awkward, yet we are just going to have to live with the situation. I'm sorry I didn't warn you beforehand, yet I didn't know I got the job until Dumbledore wrote me two days ago. There just wasn't time to warn you."

"Oh, oh! So you couldn't have sent an owl or at least asked Dumbledore to pass along the news!"

"Hermione, I'm sorry. Look, I will try to avoid you at all cost if it is obviously going to cause you this much pain. Yet, at this point I thought all would have been forgotten, or at least healed a tad."

"Well, some of us don't forget as easily as others do, obviously!" Hermione roared.

"Okay…not a good thing to bring up, Ron," he mumbled under his breath. "Look, I'm taking over Madame Hooch's job, I'll probably be on the pitch all day and you'll be up here in the Arithmancy classroom. We won't even have to see each other."

"Fine!" she screamed, "If that's the way you like it, fine!"

"But, I thought that is what you wanted!"

"Fine!"

"Okay, fine!" And Ron stumbled out of the classroom without turning back.

Hermione sat hunched over on her desk, arms crossed, eyes beaming. She would avoid him at all cost. She wouldn't even have to glance at him as he passed her in the hallway. She didn't have to go to those horrible Quidditch matches if she didn't want to. She didn't even have to sit on the same side of the table as him during dinner. She'd be okay.

Then a thought came to her: Had he known? Had he not warned her? Ooooo….she would kill him.

Hermione ran upstairs to the Owlery, scribbling on a piece of paper as she ran.

Harry,

Did you know he was coming to teach here? How come you didn't warn me? You know how much pain that breakup caused. You know I'm not prepared for this. I loved him, Harry. I'm not yet over this! I need to speak to you. Send word ASAP.

Hermione

Hermione strode slowly into the Great Hall for dinner. Her head rose high, supporting her witches hat which was perfectly straightened, no wrinkles in it, tip perfectly pointed. Nearing the teacher's table she saw Dumbledore in the middle. Sitting next to him was Sinistra and McGonagall. Snape was on McGonagal's left. Sitting next to Snape was Hagrid. Slightly hyperventilating, Hermione turned her head to the other side of the table. Sitting next to Sinistra was Ron and to his right was an empty chair.

"Why I outa…oooo," Hermione thought, glaring at Dumbledore, who gave her a smiling nod.

After a slight pause, Hermione eye's fell to the floor and she continued to walk to her seat. At least Professor Binn's was sitting to her right, she could talk to him.

Professor Dumbledore stood up and the chatter ceased instantly. "Students, I would like to introduce a temporary new member to our teaching staff, Ronald Weasley." Applause, whistles, and cheers filled the air. "Some of you may know Ron as the Appleby Arrow's keeper for three years now. However, Ron has been so kind as to use his time off to help us out in a tight spot and replace Madame Hooch while she is taking some time off." The roars in the Great Hall increased and echoed off the walls. "I'm sure you will all learn a great deal in your flying lessons and on the Quidditch field from the new Professor." Ron grinned, he liked the sound of being called a Professor. Snape rolled his eyes. "Now," Dumbledore continued, "let the feast begin!"

As the food appeared in front of them, Hermione reached for the potatoes. Yet, at the same time Ron reached for the same dish. Pausing awkwardly for a moment, Ron glanced at her, "Go ahead." Hermione nodded at him, quickly piling the mushy potatoes onto her plate. She wanted to explode.