Chapter Eleven
An Offer He Can't Refuse
When Harry opened the sturdy wooden door, McGonagall was already sitting at her desk. Her glasses were sitting firmly on her nose, her hair was tidy for once today, and it was in a tight bun.
She looked up as he walked into the room.
"Hello Potter. Why not take a seat." Harry looked at the wooden chair in front of her desk. Harry sighed, and then took a seat.
"Potter I have called you here about Defence against the Dark Arts." Harry nodded.
"We haven't been able to find a person willing to take on the Job. So, I'm offering it to you." Harry opened his mouth in shock.
"W-What-?" Harry gasped in horror. "B-But I haven't even grad-graduated!" Stuttered Harry.
"We know… But you were the only one qualified to take it on. So would you?"
"Yes! Yes, of course!" McGonagall smiled. Harry was quite taken aback. Why did they want him to teach! Defence against the Darks arts, no less.
McGonagall looked up at him and grinned as she looked at his pale complexion.
"You will be able to take away points, and assign detentions. Only in class." Harry nodded.
"You are to come to the next Staff meeting tomorrow at 7 Am." Harry stood up, and was about to go through the door, when the old professor said one last thing.
"Oh, and Harry… Good luck." Harry smiled back at her, and then opened the door.
When Harry closed the door, he leaned against it, breathing heavily. All this excitement was making him sick.
His stomach started to clench up. Harry covered his mouth and ran. He found a trash can, and threw up everything that was in his stomach. He leaned against the wall for a few minutes then got up. He staggered up to the common room, gave the Fat Lady the password (Ferretwing).
Harry walked in and saw Hermione, Ron, and Ginny sitting by the fire. As Harry walked in, the three of them looked up.
"Harry!" Ginny yelled. She jumped up, and ran at him. His arms soon were filled with Ginny. Harry's head was thumping. Harry let go of Ginny and leaned over and started dry heaving.
"Harry!" Repeated Ginny, with more concern. Ron and Hermione were soon by his side. Ron rubbing small circles on his back and Hermione was trying to comfort a distraught Ginny.
Harry soon stood up, with help from Ron.
"You got to bed Harry…" Said Hermione. She looked horrified. Harry was too sick at the moment to argue. Ron dragged him off to bed.
Harry was forced into bed by Ron. Ginny came up and gave him a kiss 'Goodnight.' Harry shut his eyes and fell asleep.
(A/N) I know SHORT. I will try to get the next chapter longer. Really sorry. Thanks to Peluge for reviewing. Please Read and Review.