Professor?

Chapter two-

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August. It was August and Ginny had yet to get a job offer anywhere. She had every single degree needed to be and do what she wanted to. No one would hire her though. She was how did they put it? Ah, 'inexperienced'. Bah! Who cares! She knows what she is talking about.

Ginny was getting sick of living at the Burrow. She wanted to have a place of her own and be able to do what she wanted. But she had no place to go and no money to use. What was she going to do?

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Miss Ginny Weasley,

I would like to offer you a position as our new potions master. As our last one decided to take a couple years off and work for research in Sly Corporation. If you would like to fill his position, please write me back saying so and arrive at Hogwarts at least one day before the start of the first term, September 1st. Thank you.

Albus Dumbledore

Headmaster of Hogwarts

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"Mum! Can you believe it? Me, a teacher! Oh, it would be so grand! Oh, mum. Do you think it's a good idea?"

"Of course, Ginny dear. Now eat your breakfast quickly. The whole family is coming over today! You can tell them all your good news then. You did write back to Dumbledore accepting, didn't you?"

"Of course mum."

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This is so weird. I never thought that I'd be back here until my children went to school here, maybe even later. Ginny smiled. She wondered if Draco was still working here, or if the curse had caused him to quit and not want to come back.

When Ginny entered the Great Hall she heard voices.

"But, Professor. I don't understand. We discussed this already. I was to take the job as potions master after Snape left. Why did you offer the job to someone else?"

"Because, Draco, I wanted her on our staff and that job was a sure way in. If you would like to 'swap' jobs, be my guest. You must agree on this though. Do not force her."

"Yes sir." That was interesting. So Malfoy wants my job, eh? To bad so sad. He's not getting it, ever. Never ever. Haha.

"Professor Dumbledore? I hope I didn't arrive here too early. I wasn't sure when you were expecting me, but I wanted to leave the Burrow ASAP."

"Quite alright Miss Weasley. Quite alright. As I just finished telling Mister Malfoy, please call me Albus." Draco stared as Ginny and Dumble- Albus talked. He couldn't believe that Albus had hired Ginny Weasley over him for the potions. That and the fact that he was happy to see Ginny again and couldn't believe how great she looked.

"Hello Ginny. I was wondering who had stolen my position as potions master. I guess its you." Draco said looking addressing Ginny.

"I haven't stolen anything, Draco. Everything I've ever gotten I have earned. Thank you very much."

"Really? Everything?" Draco smirked.

"Yes, everything." Ginny smirked right on back. Dumbledore smiled at this.

"I'm sorry Miss Weasley," Albus cut in. "But we don't have you quarters prepared quite yet, as Severus just moved out yesterday. Why don't you stay in Draco's rooms until your are prepared? If that would alright."

"Um… I suppose. If that's alright with Draco."

"Uh… sure. Why not?" Oh my goodness. Us? Sharing a room? No way! Ginny and Draco thought at the same time. This would be interesting.

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"So, where am I sleeping?" Ginny asked as she looked around his common room. The room was Slytherin. Very Slytherin. Green and silver were every where. Oh yes, this would be very interesting.

"I'm not sure." Draco said as he walked up the stairs for his room. "Maybe you'll be sleeping in- MY ROOM?" Draco ended yelling. "You cant… why… this doesn't make sense… MY ROOM!"

"Breathe Profess- Draco, breathe. There are two beds, and I can behave myself." Hopefully. "But if you would like I can sleep on the coach. That wouldn't be a problem either." Draco shook his head. Why, oh, why did Dumbledore do this?

"No. No don't sleep on the coach. Sleep here. We are adults, not children. We can behave ourselves."

"Dang it." Ginny said just above a whisper. "He's not going to be happy about this."

"Who's not going to be happy about what."

"My boy friend," Ginny told him uncertainly. "He won't be happy with the arrangements. I can't say I'll blame him. At least he doesn't have the Weasley temper."

"Who, may I ask, is you 'boyfriend'?" Draco asked suddenly, feeling very bad. She wasn't supposed to have a boyfriend. She went a whole school year with out one, but she can't last three months outside of it?

"It's… Harry. He asked me out at the graduation party at my house. Back in June." Two days after I thought I'd never see you again.

"Oh, Potter. Just wondering." How long after you last saw me did this happen? Two days? I can't believe I got my hopes up. She's a Weasley, destined to stand by Potter. Why couldn't she have been a Ginny, destined to stand by ME? "We had better get all of your stuff up here and ready."

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Ginny, Draco and all of the other teachers were eating lunch, the day before the students would arrive. Ginny had been there for a week already and she still didn't have a room ready. Even though it wasn't bad staying up and talking to Draco until all hours of the night until Ginny fell asleep. Draco never slept. At least, he didn't anytime Ginny was awake. Stupid early bird. Who wakes up? Sleep is so wonderful.

"Ginny?"

"Hmm? What?"

"You really should teach Defense Against the Dark Arts instead of Potions. You'd like it a lot better then Potions anyway."

"If it's so wonderful then why don't you teach it?"

"Because I'm being the gentleman and offering it to you." Ginny scoffed. Gentleman him? Bah! "What?"

"You're not a gentleman, you're a Slytherin. You want the Potions job. Defense Against the Dark Arts better? How would you know anyway? Have you ever taught Potions?"

"Well, no." Ginny smirked.

"Exactly. You're not going to either. Look at it this way, the curse of the Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers will be broken by you." The teachers, who had been listening in, smiled and laughed. She was right, after all.

"Why won't you give me the job?"

"Because Potions is better then Defense Against the Dark Arts and I'm better then you. It's best to match these things up."

"You're not better then me. I was second in my year in Potions, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Transfiguration, Charms, and Astronomy."

"I was first in my year in all of those plus Care of Magical Creatures and Ancient Runes."

"You didn't have Granger in your year did you?"

"Still better Malfoy."

"Fine! I give up! Teach stinkin' Potions! See if I care!"

"Ok. I will. Now stop badgering me!"

"Dang it. Reverse Psychology didn't work."

"Six brothers. Won't ever work."

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Harry opened the doors to the Great Hall and walked in sneakily. Ginny was arguing with Malfoy, no surprise there. Harry walked up behind her and squeezed her sides.

"EEP!" Ginny shrieked. "Oh my goodness Harry! You scared the living daylights out of me! Don't ever do that again!" Ginny stated with a smile. Harry just laughed and sat down beside her on her other side.

"Truly sorry, Gin. Malfoy," Harry said as his acknowledgement of Draco. He just nodded back at him. "So how's Hogwarts teaching?"

"Wouldn't know, I haven't actually taught yet, have I?" Harry laughed and shook his head.

"Guess not. I want to see your rooms, they have to be better then the dorms we had. Come on, show me." Harry said pulling Ginny to her feat. Ginny mumbled something no one could hear or understand. "What was that?"

"My rooms aren't ready yet." Ginny said looking up at Harry.

"Where have you been staying then? Harry asked sounding angry.

"I've been staying with someone."

"Who? McGonagall? Uh, that would suck, no offence Professor." Harry stated after McGonagall.

"No… not Minerva. Drmaloy." Ginny said so fast Harry didn't hear her, or understand her for that matter.

"Sorry, I didn't catch that, who?" Ginny grabbed Harry's hand and led him out of the Great Hall. Let's just say it didn't make that much of a difference, everyone heard them anyway.

"Who is it Ginny?"

"Harry don't freak out-"

"Ginny! Who is it?"

"Draco."

"Malfoy?" Ginny nodded. "You are sharing a room with MALFOY!"

"Yes." Ginny cringed. She had hoped that Harry would warn her to when she was coming, so she could have prepared better.

"Why? Why are you staying with Malfoy?"

"That's where Albus told me to stay. I didn't choose it, ok? It's just where I ended up. I'm sorry."

"Why didn't you tell me before?" Harry asked, he was very angry now.

"I didn't want to upset you and I didn't want you to tell the whole Weasley clan, then everyone would have come and broken down the door. It was fine. Nothing happened, you don't have to worry, alright? I just didn't want you to freak out ok?"

"Ok. But I'm taking to Dumbledore, you're getting your own rooms soon, tonight, if I have anything to say about it." Ginny smiled and nodded, even though she wasn't exactly excited about the idea. She like the late night talks she and Draco shared. She would miss them if, when, she got her own rooms. Ginny wouldn't, couldn't, tell Harry this; he wouldn't be very happy.

"Harry, why are you here anyway?"

"Well, I have a meeting in Hogsmeade in about a half-hour and I thought I'd come and spend some time with you."

"Oh, can I go to Hogsmeade with you? I've been meaning to do some shopping, I just haven't gotten around to i. Is that ok?" Harry looked kind of shifty. Draco, who had left the Great Hall to watch them, saw something wrong in the way Harry was presenting his answer.

"Uh… umm… sure? I guess that would be fine, if you really want to."

"You can be at you meeting and I'll be shopping, after we can catch up."

"Sounds… uh… fine to me."

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Something's wrong with Potter. Why was he hesitant to allow Ginny to come with him? Something's not right. I'll talk to Gin when she gets back. Draco thought then turned and went to his room.

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Ginny has finished shopping. It's been an hour, is Harry finished with his meeting yet? I'll go to the 'Three Broomsticks' and see. I'm in the mood to a butterbeer anyway. So Ginny made her way the 'Three Broomsticks'.

"Madame Rosemerta, I'll have a butterbeer please."

"Of course dear."

"Have you seen Harry lately? Where is he?"

"Uh… well, dear-"

"Mr. Potter is over there in the far corner ma'am." A bus boy said.

"Thank you," Ginny said and walked off to find Harry.

"What did you that for?" Madame Rosemerta asked the bus boy.

"She asked where he was… oh no! Did I send some crazy stalker after Mr. Potter? Oh no!" The bus boy continued to rave like a crazy lunatic.

"No. That's Harry's girlfriend."

"But he's snogging some lady over there."

"Exactly."

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Ginny walked over and saw the top of Harry's head. She should have known something was wrong there, Harry is rather tall. But she wasn't bothered by it.

"Hey Har-" Ginny stopped suddenly, when she say Harry snogging some blond chick. Harry looked up and broke apart from the blond. Ginny slapped him and ran out of the building, butterbeer forgotten.

"GINNY!" She barely heard Harry yell as she ran out, tears streaming down her face.

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