Disclaimer: I still don't own Harry Potter and I am just borrowing the characters for some time.

Note:
I am leaving for Australia at the end of the month! Until then I plan to post 6 - 7 chapters. I will stay there for a year and try to go on with this when I am back. This is the story I started at the very beginning, but if you want to see it as a sequel to my story The End do as you please. This is a childrens story, I like to keep this one on a light side.

Harry Potter has been asked to become Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry to replace the retired Dumbledore.
What will happen when the defender of Voldemort returns to rule the school?

1) A visitor and an offer

Since the death of the darkest wizard of all times, Harry Potter had finished his studies to become an Auror. Still living at Grimauld Place Number 12 he couldn't really decide to finally join the Ministry.
So he had taken the summer off to make up his mind.
He had lived for years with the fear not to survive the final battle, when it was over he kept himself occupied with learning everything he could so that a man like Voldemort could never harm the wizarding world again.
But now, after six years of peace and Harry becoming more powerful than the Dark Lord ever had been, he was, well, bored.

Breakfast at Grimauld Place usually was a very quiet affair. Harry and Dobby eating and drinking their coffee.
Ron and Hermione usually didn't drop by before it was time for dinner, minding their own business at daytime. The two of them were married for three years now. Hermione ran a small shop in Diagon Alley selling all sorts of magical items. Ron was working along with his father for the Misuse of Muggle Artefacts section of the Ministry, though he wasn't really that devoted in Muggle relations as his father was he wasn't that unhappy with his position either, these days it was not a shame anymore to work for this part of the Ministry, because of Mr Weasleys and Ron's part in the defeat of the Dark Lord.Harry had become fond of Ginny, though he hasn't asked her out jet.
When Ginny had finished school, she had started to train to become a teacher and a year ago she had returned to Hogwarts, teaching students hexes and jinxes in Defence against the Dark Arts being even better than Remus Lupin in this subject.
Lupin himself was running a new Ministry section for the rights of half-humans, being very happy and proud of Harry that nobody could imagine.
He still lived at Grimauld Place, but as it was full moon he had shut himself in the basement not to get out before he was sane again.

The house hadn't changed a lot, though Harry had finally been able to take that picture of Mrs Black down and replaced it with a live size painting of his godfather that changed from man to dog when Sirius was up to it.

Harry was slightly surprised when the doorbell rang that day to announce an early visitor.
"Dobby is getting the door, Master must not be disturbed when is eating its breakfast!" said Dobby and was gone before Harry could even look up from his cereal bowl. He had never been able to stop Dobby calling him "Master", though Dobby had improved a lot. He also was not only Harry's friend, but worked with Hermione on S.P.E.W.

"Harry Potter, Sir! Is great wizard Headmaster Dumbledore come to visit!" said the elf when he returned, Dumbledore close behind.

"You do tend to make me flush, Dobby. I am not as great as you think. Good morning, Harry."

"Headmaster, good morning!" Harry got up from his chair to greet the old wizard.

"I think I recall myself asking you to call me Albus once or twice, didn't I?"

"Sure Head..., sorry Albus. I am just used to it. Why don't you sit down? Would you care for some breakfast?"

"Tea would be great, if you please."

"Dobby is making Headmaster lots and lots of tea!" shrieked Dobby in excitement and headed off for the stove.

"May I ask you, what brings you here, Albus?"

"You still come straight to the point, do you?" said Dumbledore with a smile.
"Well there is something I want to talk about. There are some decisions coming up for me in the not so far future. As I am rather old I should think of retirement."

"What? No!" Harry busted out loud, what scared Dobby who let go of the tea tray.

"Oh, sorry Dobby."
He repaired the china with a wave of his hand, still concentrating on his former Headmaster.

"Sorry, Albus. But Hogwarts won't be the same without you." said Harry sitting back down.

While Dobby served the tea, Harry had a closer look at Dumbledore who was really looking old and weary. Tired from his duties and the war that lay behind all of them. He, if nobody else deserved a peaceful retirement. Harry smiled, he had just remembered something he had forgotten about. He remembered that first glance he got on Dumbledore on his very first trip on the school train when he and Ron opened chocolate frogs.

"That was the reason I came here. The only person I know who would be able to run the school the way I did is, well, you Harry." Dumbledore said calmly looking up from his cup, straight at Harry.

"Me? But what about Professor McGonagall? She deserves this position and there are many others who will be able to run the school properly, what about Snape?"

"Professor Snape, Harry! I never thought you would suggest him." Dumbledore's smile grew wider.

"Well, times change. Imagine him as a Potions teacher. He would make my life hell as he did when I was a student. He would never take orders from me. And for me, I am not sure if I would be able to deal with a bunch of kids."

"For Minerva, she herself named you and Severus was delighted, as much as he can. He wants you there. He does have a high opinion of you, though he is not always able to show.
About the students I wouldn't worry, there will be much more to deal with, believe me. Running a school like this and being one of the most powerful wizards in our world is not easy, not at all. And I was thinking that it would be a challenge that could, well, end you boredom."

Harry didn't reply.

"We still have several weeks to go before the new term starts, so you'll have some time to consider."

Dumbledore got up, thanked Dobby and went over to the fireplace, taking some flo powder from the flowerpot on the shelf.

"Please, think about it. I would rest much more comfortable if I knew the school in your hands rather than in the Ministries. The election for a new Minister is not due until next February and Cornelius Fudge is still plotting against everyone he can. By the way, have you read that dreadful article in The Prophet this morning? See you soon, I hope. Office!" he shouted and was gone within the green flames.

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