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Chapter 2

As the puddings and deserts hastily disintegrated into the carefree atmosphere, Harry stood up, and waited for attention. The authority he silently commanded was incredible, seeing as he was such a humble man.

"Right, now we have enjoyed that splendid meal, I will now take this opportunity to introduce all our new professors for the year, since it has been quite a drastic staffing change commencing this academic year."

He spoke calmly and quietly, but everyone hung onto his every word.
"We are lucky enough to have so many married couples on our staff this year, but consequently this could lead to confusion when addressing staff. Therefore, you will address each female as Madame, not Professor, but they still hold the same authority as before. So for example, I would be Professor Potter, but Ginny here would be Madame Potter. The same applies for everyone else: Ok?" He asked rhetorically. He glanced at me as if to ask how he was doing and I nodded encouragingly back to him. "So I will introduce you to our staff this year; shall I? On the left hand side we have Professor Malfoy, who will teach you all Potions, and then next to him his lovely wife Madame Malfoy, who will be nursing you back to health if you get sick or ever get ill." They both stood up and waved, as each of their names were called. "We have Madame Weasley and Professor Weasley, who will be teaching transfiguration and DADA respectively." Hermione and Ron stood up and smiled.
"Next, as ever - it's Professor Flitwick!" Everyone cheered for the returning Professor for Hogwarts would not be the same without him. "We have Professor MacMillan, who is taking over the role of muggle studies, and then can I introduce our new herbology professor; Professor Longbottom!" Neville smiled shyly. Ever since he had married Hannah, who had taken over the Three Broomsticks, he had come out of his shell, like an animal waking up from hibernation. Harry moved on. "Remaining in his teaching position again for this academic year, teaching arithmency, is Professor Vector! Firenze, our dashing centaur, has now taken residence in the position if Divination."

Professor Trelawney had gone on a spontaneous trip to Scandinavia; apparently she was 'destined' for it, but who was I to argue? "Professor Hagrid will be continuing as gamekeeper and the professor of Care of Magical Creatures, so you all have that to look forward to as well!" Hagrid was beaming and sobbing, while simultaneously whacking Harry on the shoulder, jeopardising the floorbirds. You could feel the ricochet and vibrations evolving off him. He winked at me with a twinkle in his eye.

"And last but definitely not least, is my lovely wife, Madame Potter, who will be teaching you how to fly, mentoring all the quidditch teams and assisting me with my head duties. I will obviously be your head; well it is your funeral - good luck!"

Everyone chuckled.

"Gryffindor, Professor Longbottom will be your head of house, Hufflepuff - Professor Macmillan, Ravenclaw - Professor Flitwick and Slytherin - Professor Malfoy. It has been a long night, so I will see you later - off to bed!" With that, Harry waved his hand, and students immediately dawdled up to their designated common rooms. The hall soon cleared and everyone had left, except for me and Harry, and Ron and Hermione.

"Do you guys want to come over to our quarters?" Offered Harry.

"That would be great - thanks Harry!" Exclaimed Hermione.

As we all traipsed up to the entrance to our office, Harry muttered the password (Fawkes) and we entered, collapsing down on the sofa's and chairs, entirely spent and full from our feast. We began to talk, talk about everything; from our children and their upcoming marriages, to the war, and even skived over the sensitive topic of Harry's parents - he only ever talked about it with me. Although we had changed, we were still teenagers at heart, all lost deep in the realms of love and soul bonding, ready to take on the world.

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"Gin?"

A stream of light; a soft familiar baritone ensnaring my senses.

"Ginny baby, it is time to get up."

A soft caress on my face; I forced my eyes open and after they had adjusted to the light, I took in the scene. It became apparent that we had all fallen asleep - Ron and Hermione were snuggled up in the oversized chair, the latter straddled over Ron in an interesting manner. Me and Harry were on the sofa, me right on top of him, us all dead to the world until just a few moments ago. There was something so familiar about this, so nostalgic, that it brought me straight back to the summer after the war.

11th August 1998 ~ 9:30 am

Ow.
Why did my back hurt so much?
And why was my bed so warm, but bony?
I lifted my hand to snuggle under my unfamiliar pillow further.

Ok, this was weird.
I could feel stubble.

I reacted in shock, like any witch would.

I whacked my mystery pillow three times, as hard as I could. Only then did it occur that I was a witch. I had an amazing magical device called a wand to defend myself.

"BLOODY HELL GINNY!" roared my victim. But I knew this victim. Oopsy Daisy.

It could possibly be my boyfriend.

What was I thinking - I hadn't even opened my eyes?

But now I opened the and all I saw was crimson blood.

My bad!

"Ginny, I think that you've broken my nose." Harry chuckled.

"Harry, I'm so so so sorry, uhh, I'll never hurt you again, um I woke up and got disorientated and I thought you were an intruder and, well I'm still a bit on edge after the war an.."

"Fix my nose." Harry commanded.

Right yes. That was probably a good idea.

Epikepsy.

He groaned, breathed a sigh of relief and then pulled me into a smouldering kiss that made my head spin.

"Happy 17th Gin. You're of age now." He breathed.

Oh yes! I had forgotten that during my muggle brawl! I was of wizarding age!

I pulled Harry up for a kiss but he leaned away as his eyes shifted to the seat next to us where Ron and Hermione lay spooning but still asleep.

"What if Ron wakes up?"

"Well sod him." I said. Harry chuckled. "I'm of wizarding age now you see. I can do anything I want to." I sneered. That shut Harry up as I began to kiss him passionately again.

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As I came back into reality I chuckled and blushed at my younger self. Harry looked at me inquisitively.

"It brought me back to the morning of my 17th." I laughed.

"Oh yes. That was a wake up I'll never forget." He grinned. I kissed him quickly and then got up. I began to feel my age; my bones moaned and groaned at every sudden movement, but that was the least of my worries.

We had to face the wrath of the School. Such fun...