She was going to save them. Hermione promised herself that. All those poor people didn't have to die because of one man's betrayal. That was the only reason Lily and James died in the first place. Another betrayal led to the death of her Remus, Ron, Ginny and Sirius. They were all good people, they deserved to live. Hermione just didn't know how to prevent these things without becoming suspicious. She was going to have to befriend them, but not just as a professor, but as a human. They were, after all, not that much younger than her…
Hermione had no idea where the classes were with their studies. That was her main goal for the next few days, seeing where she needed to start. Hermione could never remember a day before when she was so excited to teach. The 7th years were what she was looking forward to the most. The Marauders were her second class of the day, along with the Ravenclaw's.
Smiling to herself, she prepared for the day.
"Good morning class. I am Professor Granger, your new DADA teacher. Most of what we are going to be doing in this class is hands on so your books will be hardly used. First off, I need a short summary off the past 6 years of classes you have had." Hermione beamed around the class. Most of the students were looking forward to her classes.
"Ah, Mr. Lupin. What basics did you cover through the years?" Hermione asked. He had been the only one brave enough to raise his hand.
"Well, Professor…" He gave a pretty good out line for her. She was pleased to see what had to be done. Only bogart's, unforgivable's and some other minor things were missing. Hermione smiled at him.
"Thank you Remus, I see that you haven't covered bogart's yet. While I don't have one, will one of you tell me its true form?" Hermione looked around the room, "Ahh, James Potter, will you please tell me what you know?"
"From what I know, no one knows a bogart's true form. They change forms to become whatever the person fears the most." He replied.
"Quite right, 15 points James. I will see if I can find one for you to practice on. Now where do they prefer to hide, Miss King?"
"They tend to be found in tight spaces, most likely closets, cupboards, wardrobes and desk's." She replied confidently.
"Thank you Miss King, 15 points to you also. So will anyone please me one of the Unforgivable Curses?" She shuddered at the thought that she had killed on of her students with this curse in the future. It terrified her.
"Miss Evans?"
"The Cruciatus Curse?" Lily answered nervously.
"Very good Miss Evans, 10 points to Gryffindor. The Cruciatus Curse is one of the three. I have had the displeasure of have it cast upon me on several occasions. It causes unbearable pain. Next?" She wanted to see if anyone had the courage to answer.
"The Imperius Curse?" Someone said from the back of the class.
"Right again. This curse is used to keep people under control. The feeling of being cast under this spell is feeling of relaxing. It can be fought off and broken, but few people succeed in doing so. As for the last?" She looked around the room. None said a word, or even looked at her.
"If I tell you something, will it help? I have once used this curse. The man whom I killed turned his best friends into the hands of Voldemort." A collective shudder went around the room, "He killed them, but spared their son. I became great friends with this man. Then, he killed my husband. I was outraged, I couldn't help it. I think some of you may know how I felt once you have met the love of your live." She had turned so the class couldn't see her crying. She felt a soft hand on her shoulder, turning her around. Hermione turned to look right into the eyes of her lost husband.
A/N:
Thanks to everyone who reviewed! It means a lot to me. In the nest chapter, it will skip forward several months, most likely to Christmas break, when Remus is the only Marauder left at Hogwarts!
