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A/N—Hiya guys... welcome to chapter 3 of don't tell me... I have only gotten four reviews, but I am still happy somebody likes it so here ya go...
Pottyboutweasley—thanx for reviewin.... Well you've got to figure that Snape was nearly hitting on her... then finds out she was a student he didn't like, plus she got the job he wants.. Maybe ill make him seem mellow... just for u...!
Mintytoothpick—love ur name! Really... he seems strange to you... lol... maybe he is evil.... Maybe not.... Lol
Romeliaamora—oh he is involved...lol...wait and see... u like Draco huh... he's mine...lol!!
To the story!!
Hermione Granger stretched out lazily, as her alarm clock sounded. She knew she needed to get up, but the warmth of her bed, well let's say she didn't plan on leaving it any time soon.
She rolled over onto her side and as she was about to lull off to sleep, a tap on the window disrupted her peace.
She mentally glared in the direction of the large window, trying to will the sound away. Alas, the noise continued to the point of driving her out of the comfort of her sheets. She opened the window hastily only to find an owl with two messages tied to its leg.
She recognized the old owl immediately. Errol, the poor thing, was collapsed on her window sill. She placed the bird on her desk and plopped down on her bed with the two letters.
She opened the first one to find Ron's untidy scrawl.
Dear Hermione,
I heard you got the teaching position! Congratulations! Umm, well, I haven't seen you in ages, but we've all been busy. Me with working in the portkey department of the ministry, and Harry with his auror stuff, and Ginny at the twins joke shop, we never seem to have time for a chat. Well, I hope we see you soon. Harry is at the burrow for a night or so, so he sent his letter with Errol as well, I hope the bloody bird made it there alive.
Ron
Hermione sighed and tossed the letter aside. Her friendship with Ron hasn't been right since they dated in their sixth year. She opened the letter from Harry.
Hermione,
How have you been? Heard about my raids I suppose. I can't believe they haven't gotten over the whole boy who lived thing yet. Guess what I did today. I got engaged! Guess, guess, okay so you know. We just don't know how to tell the family yet. I will owl you later.
Love,
Harry (auror extraordinaire)
Hermione sighed again as the lights warms her face. She regretfully leaves her warm bed, and walks into the bathroom for a quick shower. After brushing her teeth, and using a large amount of her specialized hair serum which left her hair flowing down her back, looking natural, yet without the bushy quality.
She dressed quickly into a knee length skirt and a simple pink blouse and left her teachers robes unbuttoned on her shoulders.
As she walked out of her chambers and the wall again returned to its original place, she grabbed the book of lesson plans and headed to the great hall for breakfast.
THE END
Come on that would have been short and really boring!!!
Hermione opened the large oak door and sauntered to the head table, her nose already in the book of lesson plans. She took a seat at the end of the table, not noticing who she was sitting next to. As she scribbled down a few changes she snapped the book shut and for the first time, looked up to the table before her.
She slowly glanced next to her and noticed a head of blonde hair, and an arrogant smirk.
Hermione's eyes widened and she looked to the center of the table, hoping for an explanation. Snape was hiding a smirk at the look on her face, as Damion walked slowly over to where she sat bewildered.
"Hermione, this is Draco Malfoy, he will be teaching the class... umm... arith-man-see... uhh, and I think that is how you say it?" He said smiling at her as he returned to his own seat.
"Arithmancy?" Hermione questioned Draco.
"Yes, I have held this post for two years now, and I suppose you teach dada?" He said with an unusual amount of politeness.
"But- You- at the meeting- i—"Hermione tried to get out.
"Look Hermione, I was off on business for the order." Looking at her expression he stated "Oh, don't look so surprised. The house rivalry is over, can we get along as colleagues?" he questioned, his mouth full of a blueberry muffin.
Hermione nodded. That's all she could manage. Draco Malfoy, her enemy that made her life hell for so long, made a peace offering. Not to mention was working for Dumbledore, the path of light, unlike what so many thought of him.
The two professors engaged in light conversation, mostly consisting of the order, class, and a little catch up.
As her stomach filled, she looked at Dumbledore, waiting to be dismissed.
As if reading her mind, Dumbledore stood to announce that everyone was free to go and do as they please, asking politely that they don't leave school grounds unless absolutely necessary.
Hermione said goodbye to everyone and walked slowly out of the hall. She found herself wandering aimlessly up to Gryffindor tower, giving the fat lady the professor's password; she entered the room full of memories.
She glanced around at the familiar room. Nothing much had changed since her days as a student. The fireplace was still in the middles of the common room, with chairs surrounding it. Off to a corner there was a small table for playing chess, and the two staircases that led to the separate dormitories.
She turned and left the tower, walking until her feet reached the edges of the lake. Sitting on the soft grass as the warm August sun shone down, she sighed. She hated being alone. She had been with guys since Hogwarts of course, but nothing lasted. She looked around the area where she sat, only to notice two lean legs appear beside her, she looked up to see the face of the one person she was hoping not to see.
The man sat beside her, picking with the grass in silence. It remained that way until Hermione finally looked up, tired of the silence to find the man staring longingly in her direction.
She looked down to her feet blushing a deep crimson before the man beside her started to speak.
A/N—ha ha ha ha I am so mean. But you guys can review and tell who the guy should be, I have some ideas, but I wanna see what you guys want. Who do you think she is gonna end up with? Only I know for sure... You wanna make me happy? Press the little button and make me smile!!!