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September Event: 22. (dialogue) "Professor [insert name] is the only reason I'm taking the class."
Hogwarts Open Day Competition - 100-1000 words, trio-era
Set after the war - AU where both Harry and Hermione return to Hogwarts.
Meeting Professor Black
"Hermione?" Harry asked, causing Hermione to look up from her book, meeting the uncertain gaze of one of her closest friends.
"Harry," she replied, smiling widely at him.
"What... what are you doing here?" He sat down at her table, staring at her curiously.
"Oh, I decided that it was best that I give this subject another chance," she began, reaching out to touch the crystal ball. "It's fascinating once you think about it, the whole being able to tell the future if you look carefully. I've been looking into it, and I believe this class has some value after all!"
"Uh-huh," Harry replied, not sounding convinced at all. He watched carefully as Hermione flicked through her Divination book, wondering just why she was there.
"Morning class," came a voice, and Harry briefly forgot about Hermione's attendance in the class, and turned around, looking surprised at the sight of his Godfather. "I'm Sirius Black, but you can call me Professor Black. I'm going to be taking over Divination for the year." He beamed at Harry and Hermione as he walked to the front of the class.
"Professor Black is the only reason I'm taking this class," he heard the girls behind him whisper. He turned around to look, suddenly realising just how many girls the class now contained.
Only a quarter of the class were male, and even a couple of them were staring dewy-eyed at Sirius Black.
Harry turned to point this out to Hermione, but she was in a trance of some sort. He followed her gaze to see his Godfather leaning slightly over the desk, getting his equipment out. He was certain that Hermione's wasn't the only gaze on his Godfather's behind!
He quickly looked back at his friend. Was she really fawning over his Godfather when there were sexier men in school? Men like Draco Malfoy perhaps?
"Now, can anyone tell me what they know about reading tea leaves?" Sirius began, turning back.
Harry sighed. At least he wouldn't overheat with the rate Hermione's hand would fan him in her attempts to answer every question and impress Sirius.
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