Chapter 15: A Visit
She walked through the halls of her old school. She hadn't been here in a while and realized how much she missed it. The smell of backfired potions wafted through the halls and the sound of rambunctious young wizards and witches still rang through the run down halls.
Then, she saw something that interested her very much. There was a young witch sitting in the library studying her potions and herbs. Hermione walked up behind her and sat down next to her. She didn't even notice that Hermione was there at first. Then, the girl lifted her head from the book and gasped. "Who are you?" she asked innocently.
"I'm Miss Granger, Hermione Granger," she said happily.
"You're THE Hermione Granger. You're my idol, you graduated in the top 3% of your class with Harry what's-his-name and that Malfoy dude," she said excitedly. Hermione was stunned that the little girl knew this. Hermione had always been a side-kick, never the center of attention.
"Yes I am, now what may I ask is your name?" Hermione asked the child.
"My name is Lila Benson I'm a first year here, but I may have to switch to another school because Hogwarts is getting torn down," she said sadly. "We need more teachers."
"I'm going to fix that," said Hermione patting the girl on the head and then walking to Dumbledore's quarters.
She knocked on the door and he said to come in. When she opened the door his eyes went wide open and he said, "Why, if it isn't Miss Granger I'm assuming."
"Yes, it's MISS Granger. But, I have come to teach here, and Harry Potter and Ron Weasley have agreed to it too," she said.
"We can try, but we have to see what the company says. They've given me one semester to bring up the grades and I NEED four teachers. I now have three, but all I need is teacher for transconfiguration," said Dumbledore.
DAMN! Thought Hermione as she cursed Malfoy. "Well, I can start in two days when I quit," she said with a little hope.
"I'll see you all in two days, but I must be getting back to work now," said Dumbledore as he looked down at all his papers and forms he had to fill out.
She left the room with a little more hope than before, not too much but enough so that she could walk out without crying. How many bad things can happen in two weeks? The thought struck her with an impact like that of a buldger from Quidditch.
She drove to her flat and got ready for her going away party that was being thrown for her the next day. They didn't want her last day to be hectic so they were throwing it the day before her last day.
She walked through the halls of her old school. She hadn't been here in a while and realized how much she missed it. The smell of backfired potions wafted through the halls and the sound of rambunctious young wizards and witches still rang through the run down halls.
Then, she saw something that interested her very much. There was a young witch sitting in the library studying her potions and herbs. Hermione walked up behind her and sat down next to her. She didn't even notice that Hermione was there at first. Then, the girl lifted her head from the book and gasped. "Who are you?" she asked innocently.
"I'm Miss Granger, Hermione Granger," she said happily.
"You're THE Hermione Granger. You're my idol, you graduated in the top 3% of your class with Harry what's-his-name and that Malfoy dude," she said excitedly. Hermione was stunned that the little girl knew this. Hermione had always been a side-kick, never the center of attention.
"Yes I am, now what may I ask is your name?" Hermione asked the child.
"My name is Lila Benson I'm a first year here, but I may have to switch to another school because Hogwarts is getting torn down," she said sadly. "We need more teachers."
"I'm going to fix that," said Hermione patting the girl on the head and then walking to Dumbledore's quarters.
She knocked on the door and he said to come in. When she opened the door his eyes went wide open and he said, "Why, if it isn't Miss Granger I'm assuming."
"Yes, it's MISS Granger. But, I have come to teach here, and Harry Potter and Ron Weasley have agreed to it too," she said.
"We can try, but we have to see what the company says. They've given me one semester to bring up the grades and I NEED four teachers. I now have three, but all I need is teacher for transconfiguration," said Dumbledore.
DAMN! Thought Hermione as she cursed Malfoy. "Well, I can start in two days when I quit," she said with a little hope.
"I'll see you all in two days, but I must be getting back to work now," said Dumbledore as he looked down at all his papers and forms he had to fill out.
She left the room with a little more hope than before, not too much but enough so that she could walk out without crying. How many bad things can happen in two weeks? The thought struck her with an impact like that of a buldger from Quidditch.
She drove to her flat and got ready for her going away party that was being thrown for her the next day. They didn't want her last day to be hectic so they were throwing it the day before her last day.