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Sirius Black lay in a nice comfy bed in St. Mungos Hospital. He was sent here straight away after his trial, so the medi-witches could treat him properly for Dementor exposure. Being in Azkaban as long as he was he was sure to have extreme mental trauma.

He really could not complain. He was in a soft warm bed, he got three hot square meals a day, new clothes, money for being wrongfully convicted, and the best part of all was that the Ministry of Magic had to pay for all of this.

The first thing Sirius planned on doing once he got out of this hospital was to go and visit his Godson Harry. He remembered from his trial that that Esdeath woman claimed Harry was a ward of the Empire. There was so much that Sirius missed in Harry's life from being in prison and he planned on making the most of the time that he now had to be there for Harry. Maybe he would even get a chance to get payback on Peter.

Yes Esdeath had taken Peter after the trial. Maybe once he found Harry he could convince that woman to let him have a go at the traitor. From what he saw her do to Umbridge she probably wouldn't be against it.

"Mr. Black," a medi-witch called from the doorway of his room. He recognized her as being a girl he went to Hogwarts with. Her name was Stacey Davis if he remembered correctly.

"Yes?" Sirius asked the witch.

"You have a visitor here to see you."

Sirius was confused. No one had come to visit him thus far. "Who is it?"

"He said his name was Remus Lupin," Davis informed him.

"Moony?" Sirius whispered to himself. Sirius hadn't seen his old school mate in years, not since he was wrongfully accused. He decided to play a prank on his old friend, after all he could use a good laugh.

"Should I tell him you wish to be left alone?" Davis asked him.

"No, no please send him in," Sirius told her. Davis nodded and let Lupin into his room. Davis took a look at the two men and decided that she was no longer needed and left so the two to converse.

Lupin was dressed as shabbily as ever Sirius noticed. He must still be drifting in between jobs due to the Ministry's Anti-Werewolf laws. "Well look who finally comes to visit his old friend," Sirius said with venom in his voice, while on the inside he was holding back laughter.

Lupin was caught off guard by Sirius' tone of voice. "Padfoot look I-," Lupin began before Sirius cut him off.

"Save it Moony. Ten years. Ten years I've been stuck in that hell hole known as Azkaban all the while I wondered: why? Why am I here? Why has no one come to collect me for my trial? Why has my friend not come to even ask me if I did it or not?" Sirius listed off.

Lupin just looked down towards his feet not being able to meet his friends gaze. "I'm sorry Sirius," Lupin said. "I'm sorry for everything that happened to you?"

"You're sorry for not coming to visit me?" Sirius asked.

"Yes."

"You're sorry for not looking after Harry in my absence?"

"Yes."

"You're sorry for believing I betrayed my friends?"

"Yes."

"You're sorry for being too stupid to see I'm just joking with you?"

"Yes. Wait what?"

Lupin looked up to Sirius to see his friend just smirking at him with that infamous mischievous glint in his eyes. "You git!" Moony yelled at his friend, but no matter how hard he tried he couldn't hold back the small smile that was making its way onto his tired looking face. "You were playing me!"

"Like a violin," Sirius confessed. "And I'm glad I did, you always were the easiest to fool out of our little band of misfits."

"This was all a joke to you?"

"Moony you should know that life is like one big joke to me."

"Yes you never could be serious."

"But I am Sirius." That one bad joke was all it took to get the two friends laughing together.

In Hogwarts Dumbledore just got done interviewing the latest applicant for the Defense Against the Dark Arts post as well as Muggle Studies. The applicants had been disappointing to say the least. They either used outdated methods, or relied too much on books and not on hands on approach.

The only applicant he was almost even considering was Gilderoy Lockhart. The man had been egotistical and self absorbed to the point that Dumbledore considered giving the job to Severus. Really the only reason he was thinking of hiring Lockhart was because of the man's many books, which if they were to be believed, would make him a worthy teacher.

The Muggle Studies interviews hadn't gone much better. It seemed that all the applicants knew little to nothing about what was going on in the muggle world.

There was a knock on his door, Dumbledore thought he was done with the applicants. "Enter," he said to whomever was on the other side. The door opened to reveal his Deputy Headmistress. "What can I do for you this evening Minerva?"

"I simply came to see how the interviews were going Albus," McGonagall told him.

Dumbledore just let out a sigh. "Not well I fear. It seems that with each year it becomes that much more difficult to find a new teacher."

McGonagall nodded. "Yes especially considering the incident with our last Defense Professor."

"We have discussed this Minerva," Dumbledore told her. "Putting the stone here was the best way to lure him out."

"Yes as well as put several students in danger," McGonagall scolded. "We need a teacher who knows what they are doing, someone with hands on experience, and above all else will ensure that students are safe in school."

"I agree of course," Dumbledore said truthfully. "But you must understand that the list of applicants that I have to choose from is not all that impressive."

"That is why I have contacted someone for you," McGonagall said to her superior.

"And who is that?" Dumbledore asked curious to know.

McGonagall opened the office door and called down the spiral staircase. Dumbledore heard the sounds of feet coming up the steps. Whoever Dumbledore was expecting it was not Esdeath and the one blonde man.

"Evening Headmaster," Esdeath said to the man. "Shall we begin the interview?"

"Minerva you cannot be serious?" Dumbledore asked his deputy hoping that this was some kind of joke.

"I can assure you she is not," Esdeath told him. "She contacted us at the Capital explaining the situation and I responded to her request. I believe I can offer a unique teaching experience that will be most effective."

"I'm sure you can," Dumbledore admitted thinking back to how she had wandlessly froze him in ice. "But I also heard of the events at Blacks trial. You confessed to being a muggle correct?"

"Indeed I did," Esdeath said not even bother trying to come up with a lie.

"Then I am afraid I cannot offer you the job," Dumbledore told her. "This is a school for magic, seeing as that you are a muggle you cannot-,"

Esdeath interrupted the man by creating a blade out of ice and set it on the Headmasters desk. "Does that look like something a muggle could do?"

"Are you saying that you lied at the trial when you said you were a muggle?" Dumbledore asked.

"No I told the truth."

"Then how could you do this?" Dumbledore asked trying to wrap his mind around what he knew about this woman.

"I'm just strong," was all Esdeath said about the subject. "The point is I can offer the students a hands on experience that none of your other applicants can offer. And seeing as how you recently put these students in danger needless to say me and my comrades feel uneasy with our ward being here, so I can guarantee that nothing will bring harm to the students. So the choice is up to you, hire a completely incompetent fool, or hire the strongest the Empire has to offer."

Dumbledore just sat there looking at the blue haired woman for a good minute and a half. At last he let out a long sigh. "Very well," Dumbledore said with great reluctance. "I am not sure how well the board of governors will react to this, but the job is yours."

"Excellent," Esdeath said. "And as an act of kindness let me introduce you to your new Muggle Studies Professor, my comrade Ran." She gestured for the blonde man to step forward. Dumbledore recalled that this man once used to be a teacher.

"I assume you are a muggle as well?"

"You are correct," Ran said. "I used to be a teacher so I have experience working with children. And as far as I know Muggle Studies is not a class that uses magic, it is rather a lecture which I am more than capable of handling. Plus who better to teach students about muggles than a muggle?"

Dumbledore agreed to Ran's appointment as well. "Now that we have that out of the way please note that due to our positions in the Empire we might be called into our other obligations," Esdeath said. "If there is a way to set up a connection to the Capital and here for our convenience it would be much appreciated."

"There is," McGonagall said. "Floo powder. I can set up connections to your offices to the capital so you will be able to leave if necessary."

"Yes that will be sufficient," Esdeath said. "And if we do have to leave for whatever reason rest assured we can find substitutes to fill our positions for however long."

Once the floo network was established the two new teachers were off in a flash of green fire. Dumbledore could only hope Hogwarts would be able to handle its newest staff.