About a year after Headmaster Dippet had resigned
Minerva woke up one morning in the house that she had lived in since her graduation from Hogwarts. She had worked in about a million jobs for the past twenty three years, it seemed like Minerva never stayed employed for too long. This wasn't because she had poor skills, she was considered very talented in both the wizarding and muggle worlds. But Minerva was never really happy and all of her employers had in their own time noticed this and "let her go".
It was about nine in the morning when Minerva finally forced herself out of bed and went downstairs for some breakfast. An owl was waiting on the kitchen table, very impatiently, for her to pay him so he could make his other deliveries of The Daily Prophet. Minerva put a knut in the pouch around the owl's neck and removed the newspaper from the owl's leg, before it flew away.
She put a piece of bread in the toaster and opened The Daily Prophet to the wanted ads. An ad in the middle of the page immediately caught her eye. Her old school, Hogwarts, had an opening and that wasn't even the best part!! The opening was to be a transfiguration teacher, transfiguration had been her favorite class. It had always been very easy for Minerva, her teacher had been…well…intriguing.
Minerva decided then and there that she would at least apply for the job, even if she wouldn't have it for long. She waved her wrist and hand at her cup of coffee and it turned into a frog. Minerva laughed at the animal on her table, she could still do it. With another wave of her hand she had her cup of coffee again.
The interview was at noon, Minerva only had two hours to prepare, as it was 10 now.
She ran up the stairs to her room and pulled on some fitting emerald robes, then put on some makeup and braided her waist length, shining,ebony hair. Minerva stood back and looked at herself in the mirror.
"Presentable", she wasn't exactly pleased with her appearance, but it would do. Minerva walked back downstairs, into her kitchen and started making herself some eggs. She always thought food tasted better if done the muggle way. When they were done she turned off the burner and slid the eggs from the pan onto her plate. Minerva then put the pan in her sink, not bothering to wash it, and sat down to her breakfast.
She took her time eating and reading the comics out of some muggle newspaper until the clock to Minerva's left struck 11, meaning that she had one hour left to kill. Minerva decided not to waste the hour and started to walk to King's Cross.
When she arrived the train station was crawling with people trying not to miss their trains. Minerva walked through platforms 9 and 10 onto platform 9 ¾, and boarded the Hogwarts Express.
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