A/N! Hi everyone! What did you all get your mum's for Mother's day yesterday? I got my mum a DVD…ah, the wonders of technology…it's the first time in ten years I haven't gotten her flowers.

Disclaimer: I haven't done one of these in a while, so just to refresh your memories, I don't own Harry Potter.

Start of a New Term

With bags full of school supplies, Lily collapsed on her bed, Remus sitting in a chair, mumbling something about never wanting to go shopping again. Snape had long retreated to his dungeons. Harry was in his bedroom, reading a book that Hermione had lent him. They had met up with her and the Weasleys later in the afternoon. The Weasleys had heard about Lily's return at the so-called 'confrontation' at Diagon Alley.

It was near night now, and the sun was setting outside the window, giving the room a pinkish glow. Stretching her body out, Lily took her shoes off, and threw them thoughtlessly towards the door just as it opened.

Dumbledore's face appeared in the doorway. He bowed his head slightly, the shoes missing his face by mere inches, making a loud thud as they hit the stone wall in the hallway. For some reason, Lily thought that Dumbledore might have once broken his nose by flying shoes entered her mind. She pushed it away.

Lily grinned sheepishly. "Sorry about that…" she began, but was cut off by Dumbledore.

"It's alright, Lily," he bent down to retrieve the shoes. He walked inside the room, placed the shoes inside the doorway and sat down on a chair at a small table oppisite Remus, " I actually had a reason to come here, and it wasn't to be attacked by flying footwear…I have come with a proposal."

"I'm flattered, really, but don't you think I'm a little bit out of your age group?" Lily asked jokingly, as she sat upright, putting on a serious look, she asked, "What is it?"

Drumming his fingers absently on the table he asked "How would you like it if I offered you a job?"

"What? I- What do you mean…but I still need to go to Ministry…" Lily trailed off, twisting her hair around her fingers, a nervous habit she had developed so long ago she couldn't remember why.

Dumbledore did not speak, but instead thrust an edition of the Evening Prophet in Lily's direction. She didn't have to look far for the article he intended her to read. Curiously, she read the article.

Lily Potter: Alive Again?

The story of Harry Potter has to be one of the most famous and well-known stories in Wizarding history. Nearly eleven years ago, on the 31st of October, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named met his downfall in then fifteen-month year old Harry Potter. As everyone knows, Harry's father, James Potter, and mother, Lily Potter, died that night.

But did they? Shoppers in Diagon Alley say they saw a woman, who matches the description of the deceased Lily Potter, Apparate into the alley earlier this morning. She apparently ran into a man, whom people had confirmed as Remus Lupin, who shetalked with. It was this in which people state that they heard the woman claim herself to be Lily Potter.

After they talked further, the two walked off together to meet up with her supposed son, none other than Boy-Who-Lived, Harry Potter, whom was accompanied by Hogwarts Potions Professor Severus Snape. After that the four went to various shops, undeterred by the fact there seemed to be a small crowd following them wherever they went.

They ran into Gilderoy Lockhart, doing a book signing at Flourish and Blott's, celebrating his autobiography, Magical Me, twenty-seventh week on best-seller lists. There, he and Harry Potter had a photograph taken together. (Page 3.) Lockhart then announced he was going to be teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry after the previous teacher's unfortunate death at the end of last term.

The four left at five in the afternoon, it is not known where they are staying. The Ministry of Magic has been alerted and the appropriate departments are investigating.

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"Oh…so what's the job?" Lily asked, raising her eyebrows.

"I want you to teach History of Magic." Dumbledore replied calmly.

Lily was surprised. "But…I wasn't that good at History of Magic…I mean…I guess my grades were alright…but I don't know how to teach! Don't you need a degree or some other qualification to do that?

"I imagine you may be better with the students then Professor Binns. He is a rather nice fellow, he's just…too old for the job."

" What! Professor Binns is still teaching!" Remus exclaimed, jumping up from his seat, "Professor Binns was 'too old for the job' twenty years ago!" Regaining his composure, he sat down again.

"So it would seem…" Dumbledore said. Turning to Lily he said, "That's why I want you to teach them."

"I guess…I mean that way I could stay at Hogwarts…alright why not?"

"Welcome to the faculty at Hogwarts." Dumbledore stated, as he shook Lily's hand. "The new term starts in only two days. You will need to get lesson plans ready…but I think a good night's sleep is in order." He finished, his eyes twinkling.

"G'night." Lily mumbled to Dumbledore's retreating back. Remus sighed. "I wish I could get a job…"

It was two days later, and Lily was making her way down to the Great Hall. The Hogwarts Express was coming in half an hour. Harry had decided to take it along with his friends, leaving Lily quite alone. Lily was nervous about having to teach, but Harry reassured her she couldn't be worse than Professor Binns couldn't.

Binns was worse than he had been in her school days. At least when she was in school he would have noticed if someone had dozed off right under his see-through nose.

She was toying with her hair, seeing what it looked like in the various mirrors she passed. Whatever she did with it, she could not find something she liked, so she left it. She inhaled deeply as she reached the door of the Great Hall. The lack of noise indicated that the students had not arrived yet.

Lily walked in, and to the high table, sitting down on the first seat she came to. She looked around the Great Hall. Not much had changed. The colours of each house still hung from the walls. The ceiling still displayed the weather.

Professor Flitwick was on her left, while Professor Snape was on her right. She was about to moan out load, but the doors to the great hall opened. In filed the students, from the small second years to the seventh years. In the crowd, she found Harry. She smiled and gave him a small wave. He waved back, as he took his seat at the Gryffindor table between Ron and Hermione. The first years had yet to arrive, the lake journey was longer than using the Thestrals…but it was a part of Hogwarts' tradition. Smiling to herself, she remembered her first year lake journey.

-Flashback-

Lily was in a small boat, which was rocking side to side. It was nighttime, and the rain was softly falling from the sky. She thought it looked like a scene one would usually see on a postcard. She looked at the other occupents of her boat. There was a boy with messy black hair who Lily thought looked spoilt. There was another boy, also with black hair, but his was long and looked oily. He looked like he disturbed…maybe even sad.

The third other person was a girl she hadn't seen on the train. She had brown hair and blue eyes and seemed to be the cause of the boat's rocking, since the water wasn't that rough. She was jumping up and down, squealing everytime a raindrop landed on her nose.

Lily thought it looked magical. And it was, in more ways then just one…

-End Flashback-

The sound of wood scraping on the stone floor broke her thoughts. Little Professor Flitwick had taken out the Sorting Hat's stool, which was about the same height as he was. He placed it down, seating the hat down on top. The students started to slow their chatter, because the entrance of the stool meant they would hear the Sorting Hat's song soon.

A few minutes later the first years walked in. They looked nervous; some of them were shaking at the knees. While they formed an odd looking line, the sorting hat opened its brim wide and sang…

I know you don't want me to end it there, and I don't want to either. But…I can't think of a song…yeah that's not such a good excuse but…Yep. Anyway…please review! I'll put review responses on my bio starting with this chapter, so maybe a day or so after you review look there and it should be there.

And I will like to thank (yet again) everyone who's been reading this story!

Cheers!.

Thoughts And Pondering