The Decision
Harry was awoken from his nap by Ron opening the door to their apartment. Harry had a long night at the office and had to catch up on his sleep.
"Hey mate, did I wake you?" Ron said as he hung up his coat and put the mail on the table.
"Yeah, but that's okay. How was work?" Harry replied with a yawn.
"These people are mental! Someone called in today reporting that she bought something that keeps ringing. She was an old bat and didn't know that it was a telephone and that it's supposed to ring! How thick can you get?"
Harry laughed and went over to the table to see if he had gotten any mail. He shuffled through the pile and found a letter from Hogwarts. Harry opened it up, thinking that it must be Hermione.
Dear Mr. Harry Potter,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been nominated to become our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. Our other professor has some personal problems and is unable to continue the job. We know that you are skilled in many defenses seeing as you are an Auror. If you take this job, you may still work as an Auror with The Order of the Phoenix but just not as much as you are used too. Please let us know if you are interested in taking this job.
Hope to hear from you soon!
Sincerely,
Professor McGonagall
Headmistress
"Ron get a load of this! Hogwarts wants me to be their new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher!" Harry said with some confusion in his voice.
"Bloody hell, why would they want you as their teacher? I'm just joking. Are you going to take the job?"
"No, I don't think so. I'd much rather stay here and be a full time Auror."
"Good thinking. Hey, you've got another letter," Ron said as he now shuffled through the mail.
Harry picked it up and recognized Hermione's handwriting. He wanted to here what Hermione was up to know. He couldn't wait to tell her what Hogwarts wanted him to do. She'd think it would be funny because Harry probably wouldn't be a good teacher. A smile came across his face as he pictured Hermione lecturing him on how to be a good teacher. He opened the letter that Hermione had written. Harry noticed that the paper seemed to have tear splotches on it. He read it anyway.
Harry's jaw dropped slightly and his life seemed to pause for a second after he read Hermione's confession letter. Harry put the letter on the table, sat in his chair, and new what he had to do.
Okay, this is the second to last chapter. It's short but it's just enough to lead you up to the final chapter. In the mean time, please review and tell me what you think. Also, if you want to read another story while you're waiting for the next chapter, read my other story The Hero. Thanks so much for all of the reviews!