Chapter 2

"Why would you want to hang out with a stupid mud blood like her? She's the lowest THING on the food chain." Draco yelled.

Aurora shot him a look of disgust. Why would he just leave them alone. All she had been hearing about since school started was "mud blood this" and "mud blood that".

'Ugh, why does he have to be so foul. So what if she's not pureblood? Who cares?' she thought to herself. Aurora knew that today was going to be one of those days she was going to hate.

'Why does he have to be such an ass? He would totally be worth dating if he wasn't such a prick'

Aurora suddenly sat straight up in bed. She was remembering.

'It couldn't really be him. Could it?' She scratched her head thinking back on last night.

'There's no way in hell that Draco Malfoy would have become a teacher'

Deciding that she was wrong she laid back down hoping to fall back asleep. Just as she was drifting off again, her alarm began to bellow its hated wake up call.

"WHY ME?" She yelled out loud. She rolled and smacked the alarm, killing the horrific screeching.

'Ugh,' she thought, ' 8am. I actually HAVE to get up.' Today was the day she would begin to work on making her new classroom her own. The students would be arriving exactly one week from today.

Pulling herself from her cozy bed, she reluctantly headed towards the shower.

'Oh god this water feels good' she said to herself.

Her mind slipped back to the man in the hallway. Could it really be Draco and if it was really him, what in the hell is he doing back here? After washing her hair, she stepped out of the shower, wrapped her towel around her waist, and walked over to the mirror. She starred at her short black hair and decided that this style had gotten old. She concentrated on her hair, thinking of long blonde locks falling down to her waist. Suddenly, as if she had just put on a wig, her hair had become longer and a very light shade of blonde. Being a metamorphmagus had its advantages.

After dressing in one of her new suits and putting on some make-up, she was now ready for the first teachers meeting of the new year. She remembered Dumbledore telling her how well she would do as a teacher and a prideful smile appeared on her face as she inspected herself in the mirror.

'I just really wish I was here under different circumstances' she thought.

She walked into her new class room 10 minutes early. This was where Dumbledore had decided on having their first meeting, although she still couldn't understand why. As Aurora sat in her office she looked over all the boxes that were lining the floor along the walls. She was really looking forward to taking out all of her things and making this office and the classroom her own. She could remember, as a student, how this classroom always had a dark, dungeon feeling to it. But, that was how McGonagall was; dark and mysterious.

Placing her memories to the back of her mind, she stood up and header out into the classroom just as Dumbledore was making it into the room with a few of the other teachers.

"Ah Aurora," he said grandly, "You are looking more beautiful than ever. So lovely to have you hear darling." He swept across the room to where I was standing and gave me a nice hug, making me feel welcome and at home.

"Thank you so much professor, for letting me come back and teach. It means the world to me."

"Now now my dear. None of this professor stuff. You're a teacher now, so please, call me Albus"

My face turned slightly red as I smiled at the head master. This was going to harder then I thought.

The rest of the teachers began to file in slowly as Albus and I continued our conversation.

"So Albus, if you don't mind me asking, who is going to be the new potions teacher this year" I asked as innocently as possible.

Just as Albus was about to answer me, a voice called out from the doorway. "Well my dear, that of course would be me."

I turned my head to look at the doorway. There in the door way was the same man I had seen last night. He still looked handsome and sophisticated. I felt a shiver go down my spine as I stared into his eyes. It was that feeling again. I was lost again. In those eyes.

He made his way to where Albus and I had been standing and extended his hand out to take mine. His eyes had a sparkle to them now. I reached out my hand and placed it in his. His touch sent shivers down my spine again as he brought my hand up to his lips and kissed it softly. My heart fluttered as he gazed at me with those grey orbs of his.

"My name is Draco. Draco Malfoy. And you would be?" The words that came out of my mouth had a stiffening effect on my body. The only two words I dreaded coming out of his mouth. It was him. It was the man who had made my life a living hell as a student, yet had no idea the huge crush I had on him. I peered back into his eyes and realized how horrible this year was going to be. I still had that crush.