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Chapter 2 : Harry's decision..

His hands were shaking quite a bit today, he couldn't understand why though. He has been through almost hell and back, and yet, he never had once felt this nervous before. Maybe because being a teacher this year for Defense Against the Dark Arts would put him among old friends? Or maybe because he doesn't want to disappoint the headmaster and his good friend, Professor Dumbledore, the man he respected more than anything? Or maybe it was these feelings he was having, these ones that he couldn't explain, the ones that held the most questions and the most wanting? The feelings he was having for a certain red head…

'This can't be happening to me, I mean, I can't be falling for her, she's my best friend's sister, and my best friend as well. This isn't going to happen I won't let it.' Harry thought to himself.

During the great battle against Voldemort, Harry found out that he and Ginny had more in common than just confrontations with Voldemort himself, they shared this bond, a bond that grew and grew. Harry really didn't think much of his feelings for miss Weasley, he was to busy, and having a relationship at that time would be impossible. When Harry faced Voldemort for the final time, Harry knew there was reason to go on, to not give up. At first the picture wasn't clear, it was just a feeling he had. But, in time, he knew what it was. It was because of her, Ginny.

It was to late though, by the time the war was over, everyone was starting over, not thinking of the past, and Harry knew that meant moving on, for everyone. He knew that Ginny and him were good friends, but that was all it could be, she wasn't meant to be with him.

'She doesn't deserve to be with someone like me, someone who is not sure of the future, or what will happen next in his life. She needs sturdiness, someone who can be with her, care for her, and love her.' Harry said to himself, denying everything his heart was telling him to do.

It was there Harry knew what he had to do. He was offered a chance to become an Auror, or because of his past history of Defense Against the Dark Arts, become the new teacher at Hogwarts. He was very torn, knowing that becoming an Auror was always his dream, he still had these feelings, and because of them, he knew what was best.

Harry sat down at the table of his flat in Muggle London, it being only temporary for the time, and wrote a letter back to Professor Dumbledore.

Dear Professor Dumbledore,

I thank you for informing me about the opening of the Defense Against the Dark Arts teaching position at Hogwarts. As you know, Hogwarts has always been home to me, and right now, after the war, I feel that that is where I need to be, and what would be best for me. I can't promise that I will be there for years, but for now, I would be happy to take the position. Thank you again Professor, for considering me, and wanting me to be part of your staff.

Sincerely yours,

Harry Potter

When Harry first got the letter, he was unsure of what it could possibly be, he wondered what Professor Dumbledore could of wanted. Not like he didn't like to hear from him, it's just that Dumbledore was never one to just say hi, Harry thought there was more to it, but the last thing he expected was a teaching position.

'I thought Dumbledore knew of my plans to be an Auror?'

Then, Harry thought more about it, maybe Dumbledore figured Harry should be at a place like Hogwarts for a little bit. Not just jump right into Auror training. Dumbledore always seemed to know what was best for Harry, even thought Harry himself didn't know all the time.

Harry laughed to himself, thinking of all the old times he had at Hogwarts, and all the memories he had with Ginny. It was then Harry shook himself of his revere, folded the letter up, and headed over to Hedwig's cage. There he took out the snowy white owl, who still looked good at her age. Harry treated with love and care since he had gotten her when he was with Hagrid at Hogsmeade way back when he was preparing for his first year.

He took her upon his arm, and lead her over to the window. He could feel the crisp air on his face. He looked over to Hedwig and whispered in her ear,

"To Professor Dumbledore at Howarts, Hedwig, Go!"

With that, Hedwig flew into the deep dark fog of London. Harry watched as she was only a dot in the sky, and then he turned his back to the window, and sighed.

"I can't be with you Ginny, I'm not going to be able to give you that life, you need to be fully loved and cared, and my life is so unpredictable. I'm going to do this, I have to be around you though, I can't run from you. To be your teacher, I have rules I have to follow, and that would be the best for right now. You'll have to move on, and when I see you move on, I will go on to my Auror training. This is how it has to be, this is what I want."

Harry said to himself aloud.

Harry paced the room thinking about his decision, and figured out that was the best thing he could do. He knew that he would hear from Professor Dumbledore soon. But, there was no sense in waiting up all night for Hedwig.

Harry made his way to his bed, and gently put his glasses on his table. He then lied his head down on his pillow, but he knew it wouldn't be that good of a night sleep, with so much on his mind, from the new job, to his feelings, to how he would handle it when he would see Ginny.

Harry knew that he was just trying to convince himself that it would be easy to be there, with Ginny, but deep in his heart, he knew it was a lie. But, he couldn't hurt Ginny, he had to do this, but he didn't realize how tough that struggle to deny his love for her would truly be.