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The wakening spell worked its magic as it started to slowly rock Hermione back and forth on her bed. It was settled to rock her even harder if she was not waking up quick enough. But Hermione did wake up very quickly and she disabled the spell carefully setting it for the day after. She stirred and yawned before getting out of her bed. She looked through the French windows and saw it was going to be a very nice day. She smiled and gestured towards the muggle radio she had brought with her to listen to some music and she hummed along. She started to do some exercises to keep her in good shape and then she headed to her bathroom to get ready for her first day as a teacher in Hogwarts. Wait a minute, first day-as a teacher-in Hogwarts. Man, just thinking about it was enough to make the nervousness she had felt the evening before to come back full force in her stomach. She took a quick shower and exited it to wrap herself in one of her huge towels. She then took care of her hair and got dressed. She needed to eat breakfast early because she had a prefects meeting to run before her first class. The prefect meeting wasn't scaring her at all though because she had been Head Girl so she had leaded numerous prefects meeting before.

She met Harry at the staff table and she truly hoped she wasn't going to blush like crazy meeting his beautiful emerald eyes with her own. Damn Ron for making her to acknowledge her feeling for Harry! Damn those emerald eyes as well, why wasn't she able to avoid simply drowning herself in them?

"Hey Mione, had a good night? Not too nervous I hope?" he gently enquired.

"Well I must admit I had better nights. And yes I'm very nervous," she answer thinking that she was even most nervous around him now that she had this little chat with Ron. Damn damn DAMN Ron Weasley!

"I need to have a talk with you tonight, do you have a spare time in your planning for me?" he asked.

What on earth does he want a moment with me to talk about wondered Hermione.

"Uh, let see, I have this meeting with McGonagall to give her my list for the new prefects and she might ask me my advice about the Head boy and girl. Then I'll have to review the lessons I'll be giving tomorrow. How about after dinner?" she offered.

"That's fine with me," answered Harry.

Hermione was wondering what Harry wanted to tell her. She really started to freak out about it. She was imagining dozens of different reasons why he could ask her a talk. Could be anything in fact. Could be about school, could be about Quidditch, could be about asking her advices about another girl ... She sighed. Harry was looking at her, still oblivious about her feelings about him.

She was acting strange since she had been back in Hogwarts. She still was very nervous about her teaching skills but Harry knew she would be a wonderful teacher. He was confident she'll do a great job today, she just needed to get more confidence and he was sure she'll be in a better state tonight. He smiled realizing she had not touched her plate yet. Man was she nervous.

"Uhm, Mione? I thought you had a prefects meeting first thing this morning." He said.

"Yes I do, why?" asked Hermione slowly going back to reality.

"Well you might want to eat your breakfast very quick otherwise you're going to be late, you at what time it is." Harry answered amused.

"Oh my," said Hermione quickly drinking her pumpkin juice and eating a piece of English muffin. "Gotta go, I'll see you around at lunch," said a very late Hermione walking quickly towards her office.

As she arrived there she saw four students with a "p" badge pinned on their robes waiting for her.

"I'm here, let's get started," Hermione said opening the door leading to her office. She sat on her chair and summoned enough chairs for the four students that had already been here.

"Hello to you all," she started, "As you know I'm the new head of Gryffindor and I wanted to have a talk with you first thing this morning about your prefects duties. First of all, I'd like you to introduce yourselves so that I can know you better since we'll have to work together during this year."

One of the four prefects started. "Hello Professor Granger, I'm Emily McCloud and I'm a seventh year. I've been a prefect since my fifth year and I'm taking Advanced Charms with you this year."

Hermione smiled at her and looked at the next student.

"I'm Cassandra Wagner and I'm a sixth year." said the blond girl. Hermione smiled at her too and looked at the boy next to Cassandra.

"I'm Hector Blackburn and I'm a seventh year. I'm not taking Advanced Charms though," he said looking at Emily that blushed.

"It's all right," answered an amused Hermione, "It's both ok to take it or not in fact," she added. She then turned to the last boy "How about you?" she asked.

"I'm Luke Larsen and I'm a sixth year." He simply stated.

"All right, now that I know you better I wanted to ask you if you have any questions about this year and your prefects duties, and then I also wanted to ask you if you have any advice about who I should trust enough to make fifth year prefects." said Hermione.

The four students looked at her as if she had said something insane.

"Did I say something wrong?" asked an amused Hermione.

"Well," carefully started Emily, "It's the first time we're asked that in fact, it's pretty strange."

"Well I'll tell you what, you can have the day to think about it and then you can drop me a parchment tonight with some names on it or not, it's up to you. I really think that if you've been appointed prefects, you can be trusted about this matter. If this can make you feel better though I'll be the one to take the final decision, I won't tell which name you gave me either. Now you better head to you classes if you don't want to be late." said Hermione.

The four students exited her office and headed towards the class where they belonged. Hermione took a deep breath, gathered her belongings and head to the Charms classroom. She entered an empty room for she was very early and she settled her things on the teacher's desk; HER desk, as a matter of fact. She sat on the chair and inhaled deeply desperately trying to make the nervousness to get out of her body. Soon the first years arrived and settled in the classroom. Hermione had a lot of curious pairs of eyes looking at her, waiting for her to initiate the lesson. She took a deep breath and stood up bravely, facing her students.

"Welcome to your first charm lesson. I am Professor Granger and I'll be your charm teacher this year. Now I would like you to take your books and prepare your wands, we're going to go through one of the basic charm any first year should know. Please read the first chapter of the book about the Wingardium Leviosa spell and then ask me questions if you're not sure about anything about it, then we'll be practising." She firmly but gently stated.

The students opened their books and began to read. Soon enough a young boy raised his hand.

"Yes?" asked Hermione.

"Professor, I've already read that chapter, do I need to read it again?" asked the young boy.

"Do you have any questions about it? Anything you did not understand?" asked Hermione.

"I think I might be able to practice it." stated the boy very confident.

"Well we shall see that later then, you're classmates are still reading, maybe you could just review it a little bit and then you'll be able to assist me in my demonstration before you can start practising it yourselves." offered Hermione.

"Yes Professor." Answered the boy, pleased to know he would assist her for the demonstration.

In a matter of minutes, all the eyes of her students were back on her and Hermione took it they had all finished their reading. She stood up and gestured towards the boy that had agreed in helping her to come closer to her desk. A feather appeared and she questioned the boy.

"Now what are exactly the moves I'm supposed to do to make it levitate?"

The boy showed her and truth been told, she was pretty impressed about his accurate answer.

"She then made the correct move and stated 'Wingardium Leviosa'" pointing her wand to the feather. And as expected, the feather slowly but surely started to move and it rose in the classroom. The muggle born were looking at the feather very impressed, the others were not that impressed. They were eager to try it.

"Any questions?" asked Hermione to her class."

A girl wearing Slytherin robed raised her hand. "Yes?" asked Hermione.

"Is it true that you're a muggle born?" asked the girl.

That took Hermione aback, it had nothing to do with the lesson she was currently giving and she was wondering why the girl was asking her such a thing. She then realized that all of her students were looking at her with a great expectation over their faces.

"Well, I don't see a link with my lesson but yes I am. Now any other questions?" she asked to her class.

As no one seemed to have any questions, she moved her wands towards the students' desks and feathers appeared on each of it. The end of the first-years lesson was dedicated to practice. At the end of the lesson, Hermione asked them a small essay on the Wingardium Leviosa spell and she especially asked them to practice it over their parchments. She then settled back her things waiting for her seventh-years. She was quite happy about her first class even if she still was wondering about the question the girl asked her, what did it have to do with anything?

She wondered how Harry was doing right now. She was quite sure he was having a very good time, giving great lessons. He was a tremendous Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, the best she had in fact. She was very proud of him. She was taken from her reveries when the seventh-years arrived. The nervousness was back. Teaching basic spells to first-years was a thing, but teaching advanced charms to seventh-years was another thing. She saw Emily McCloud and smiled at her. Soon, all of the seventh-years were sitting at their desk.

Then again she stood up and gave her little speech about welcoming them in her class and telling them how important advanced charms were going to be in their N.E.W.T.S. She announced her class that she had decided to test them on their knowledge about charms and her decision wasn't that popular amongst the students. Nevertheless they all participated in the test.

It was not a paper to hand her back at the end of the period nor was it questions she was asking expecting the right answer. She instead had created a sort of game from the end of the class to her desk. Students were supposed to go from point A to point B using spells they should know. The spells they needed to use were quite difficult in fact but they were requisites seventh-year students needed to know if they wanted to pass they advanced charms N.E.W.T.S. Amongst the spells Hermione was expecting from her students were the Accio spell, the pushing spell, and the fire protection spell.

She was wondering if her students were going to like it and she was surprised to realize they were having fun. She was in fact quite pleased as she saw that most of them had no major problem succeeded in her test. As the period ended Hermione congratulated them and let them go for lunch without any assignments since she was going to see them again after the lunch break. She was quite pleased with herself and she began to gather her belongings when she heard a conversation between two students as the classroom door had not been closed.

"I swear if my mother hears that a mudblood is teaching us, she'll transfer me straight away to Durmstrang." said a girl voice Hermione recognized as the first-year that asked her a question in her first lesson.

"She seems to know her stuff though." answered another voice.

"Hey, are you a real Slytherin or what? She's a mudblood, that's the point; good or not in teaching, she's not a pure blood and this is not acceptable." shouted the first voice.

"Hellooooo, get over your pure blood stuff, Voldemort's years are over!" snapped the second voice.

"The Dark Lord might be gone but there still are some pure blood families that are thinking Hogwarts isn't run as it should!" said the first girl.

"Whatever." answered the other before she left.

The whole dialogue made Hermione felt very bad. So, after all these years, even with Voldemort's death, some people were still debating over the pure-blood issue. It was the first time someone was putting her teaching skills in the line because of her legacy. What had the fact she was muggle-born to do with her having a right to teach in Hogwarts?

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Harry had been waiting for Hermione for a good couple of minutes when he saw her entering the Great Hall. He immediately understood something happened when he saw her face. As Hermione sat next to him he could not help but question her.

"What happened? Something during your class went bad?" he gently asked.

"And to think I thought you were confident in my teaching skills!" she rudely snapped.

"I've never said I didn't trust your teaching skills! I was asking you about your day" said Harry looking at her, she was obviously angry at something. "What's the matter?" he asked again.

"Nothing's the matter." answered a much suborned Hermione.

"I know you better than anybody," insisted Harry, "I know something happened.

"Now listen to me Harry Potter, you don't know me that well right?" started an angry Hermione, "Otherwise you'll know that I ..." she stopped right there afraid she had said too much.

"Otherwise I'd know what?" asked Harry whose temper was rising as well.

"Nothing." answered Hermione. She sighed at the thought she had just nearly tell him that if he had really known her that well he would have realized she was in love with him year ago. She took a bite of the food that had appeared in her plate and then she looked at him again.

"I'm sorry Harry. Classes were good. It's just that I've heard two students talking about me. There were saying things like I shouldn't be teaching here since I'm a muggle-born." confessed Hermione.

"Total nonsense." answered Harry. "Now look at me," he said taking her chin in his right hand, "Whatever they might think about your origins, it will take a couple of lessons before they realize what a tremendous teacher you are. Trust me on that".

Hermione was over the moon. She was not even thinking about that rude comment the Slytherin girl had made. She smiled at Harry.

"You're the best of friends, you know that right?" she told him.

"Yeah I know," he teased.

"I'm sorry I snapped on you," she apologized.

"No problem, I understand. Oh, remember I need to talk to you tonight ok?" he said.

"Ok." Hermione answered.

They finished their lunch and headed back to their afternoon classes. Hermione realized that she didn't even have asked Harry about his morning classes. Though she knew how it surely had been; boys asking him questions about defeating Voldemort and girls head over heels bout him. Not that she couldn't understand the Hogwarts girls since she was a victim of the Potter charm as well.
She wondered why he was that discreet about their meeting tonight though. He had just asked her some time to talk, not even telling her why. She was really starting to feel curious about this meeting.

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