Harry woke up at 7 and quickly showered and changed before apparating right into his chair at the staff table next to Professor Dumbledore. He looked over and smiled, "Ah, wonderful entrance Professor Parker." he smiled with that always cheerful twinkle in his eyes.
Harry couldn't help smiling and filled his plate.
Professor Dumbledore stood up around half way through breakfast and the room went quiet. "I want everyone to welcome Professor H.J. Parker. He arrived last night and will be taking the position of Defense Against The Dark Arts. Please give him a warm welcome." Dumbledore said.
Most cheered as they recognized him as the "bloke that looks just like Potter" and apparated into the middle of the Great Hall. Maybe they were just happy they might be getting a good teacher this year.
Harry stood and gave a small bow copying Professor Lupin's greeting when Harry was in his third year. Professor McGonnagal rolled her eyes. "Well, we have a Potter alright." she muttered.
Harry, with his new hyper sensitive hearing, heard and he winked at her. "Yes, you do Minnie." he told her as he sat. Professor Dumbledore just smiled looking pleased and McGonnagal shot him deadly glare. Harry knew she practically loathed that nickname.
When Harry finished eating he couldn't help glancing around the room and feeling a tid bit sad.
The last time he was in here like this he was battling Voldemort. The castle would be ruins and half the people in this room dead or close to death as anyone could get.
Harry quickly apparated before anyone could see the tears as his eyes started to water.
He sat in his chambers trying to gain control. The room automatically changed to look like the Gryfinndor common room, and his bed room like the dormitories, except it only had one bed. A picture of the "Golden Trio" was in his pocket and he dug it out. It was after the castle had been rebuilt and he had his arms around his two best friends. Heriomine looked beautiful as always and she would glance over at Ron across from Harry in the middle of the picture. Ron was on the over side and he looked at the camera his handsome face looked tense and worried yet at the same time carefree.
Harry let a small smile come across his face. He missed them already. Harry tucked the picture back in his pocket. He then apparated to his classroom. He had seventh years first.
Harry wanted to know what they had learned. He just hoped that they had been taught Patronuses. He would have to produce one if not. And it was a stag. Just like his Dad. Harry knew he would teach them dueling and dealing with a boggart. You were never too old to learn dealing with boggarts. Even if he just made it a fun review lesson.
Soon everyone was in class. Except for four empty seats. Harry was about to finish roll call when the door burst open and four boys ran in out of breath.
Harry sighed. "What's your excuse boys?"he asked.
Sirius shrugged carelessly. "I didn't want to go to class, but Moony insisted that was a good thing to be smart. So here I am." he said almost unaware that he was talking to a teacher.
Harry narrowed his eyes. He must be aware of this later. Harry gestured to the only seats left, right in front of him.
Sirius cursed under his breath and they all filed into their seats.
"Ok," Harry started, "I want to know what level you all are at. Raise your hand if you can do expellarimus." Harry looked around and saw the whole class. Harry nodded in approval. "Stupefy?" he asked now. This time there were far less and Harry tisked in disapproval, "who can defend against a boggart?" there were a few more hands than stupefy but not half of the class. "Patronuses?" no one raised there hands that time. "Wordless magic?" there also was no hands when he asked this.
Harry felt heart broken. People should be able to do this stuff by fifth year. He knew this by fifth year.
Harry sighed, "Then it seems we have a lot to catch up on. Ok, today, since we don't have much time left I want you to partner up and practice expellarimus together." Harry dismissed and with the flick of his wand all of the chairs and desks flew up to the side of the room.
They practiced and Harry went around the room correcting people as he went.
Harry was reminded vaguely of the Room of Requirement and Dumbledore's Army. Harry made a quick mental note to go up there after class. He had rather missed it up there. Harry was too lost in his thoughts before he realized that Sirius and James weren't doing exactly what they were supposed to before it was too late.
James was grinning hugely as as small frail looking figure was stuck in a body bind cast. Harry knew that the person would be Severus Snape, the man that loved his mum, the man that would later save his life. No wonder Snape hated him, and his father.
Harry took the bind off him immediately. "Enough!" he cried. The whole class had gone quiet. Waiting to see how the new professor takes dealing with the marauders.
"I said to practice disarming your opponents. Mr. Snape wasn't even your opponent and that was certifiably not expellarimus!" Harry cried. The bell rang but no one moved. "Everyone is dismissed no homework."
"Except, Misters Black and Potter." he said coldly. Man, Harry had a massive headache already. They waited for his verdict silently. "Ten points from Gryfinndor each and a detention with me tonight at nine o clock sharp. Now go to your next class." Harry told them.
Harry had until after lunch when he had third year Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs. So, Harry apparated directly to the seventh floor.
I need the DA room. Harry thought over and over again. Sure enough it appeared a few seconds later. Harry walked in and he couldn't help grinning.
Even the pictures were the same. The picture of the original order of the Phoenix and Cedric Diggory. As long as a picture of the Golden Trio and the new Order of the Phoenix after the second war ended and of Fred Weasley.
Harry smiled and took the photo. He sat down at one of the chairs and gazed at all of the faces. Everyone was there. All of the Weasley's except for Fred and half of the Professor's working at Hogwarts in the future and Teddy Lupin was in the picture as well though just a baby. Along with the remaining Arours from the battle of Hogwarts. Fleur was there as well with Neville in the back.
Harry smiled and his fingers lingered over Ginny's face as she smiled and she would keep glancing at Harry in the picture as they grabbed each other's hand.
Harry couldn't help smiling and Cho was even in the picture next to Luna Lovegood who was looking rather pleased to be by Neville. Harry suspected she fancied Neville put had never asked her about it.
Harry let out a small smile. There was a picture of Umbridge taped against the wall with darts all over it. "I must not tell lies." Harry muttered absently in memory.
Sirius Black stared at him through one of the pictures. Harry looked at his deceased godfather and felt a pang of loneliness. He was really starting to regret this. Harry might not have had a lot, but he had more in the future than he does now. Harry then saw that it was already almost time for his next class.
Heriomine's bottomless bag was on the floor and Harry picked it up. He would use it to hold all of his supplies.
Harry took it with him as he apparated to lunch. Dumbledore was curious about the bag and Harry explained it and Dumbledore chuckled. "Your friend is very bright. I'm almost surprised she wasn't placed in Ravenclaw."
Harry shrugged, "The sorting hat thought that she was braver. Maybe it was because she would brave enough to point out everything you were doing wrong." Harry couldn't help a grin.
That's when all of the Syltherins stormed into the Great Hall. There entire bodies were covered in red and gold Gryfinndor colors. The entire hall burst into laughter.
Dumbledore was chuckling and Harry couldn't help bursting into laughter. This was almost as good as Fred and George but no one could beat the Weasley twins. Harry realized that he was the only professor laughing, but he couldn't help it.
He saw the marauders looking at him surprised. They must not be used to professors laughing at their work.
Harry winked at them and apparated right behind them. They all jumped and Peter looked close to wetting himself. "Good one, but not even close to some of the things I've seen." he told them thinking of the Weasley twins.
Then Harry apparated with a pop back to his seat and he continued eating hoping that the food would keep him from laughing even more. Professor Dumbledore stood and with a quick wave of his wand they were no longer red and gold but instead a lion was imprinted across there faces. Harry choked over his food.
Harry was gasping at this point and with tears in his eyes he apparated to his classroom. Harry was going to do the first lesson for his third years today. It was going to be exactly what he learned for his first lesson with Professor Lupin. Riddicikuls.
Late that night Harry was in his empty class room. Harry had been waiting for Sirius and James when the boggart escaped.
The boggart, dementor, loomed over him and he left the cold empty feeling as it advanced on him. "Expecto Patronum!" he said quickly but thankfully the small panic he had inside didn't hold back his stag patronus from coming from his wand. It pushed the boggart back and Harry cried, "Riddicikuls." the boggart turned into Professor Snape with Neville's grandmother's clothes and Harry chuckled. With another flick of his wand the dementor was struggling back inside the locked trunk. Despite how simple it was Harry's knees were weak and he leaned against his table weakly.
"Blimey Professor!" Sirius called from the doorway.
Harry's head spun and he cursed. James looked slightly pale a the sight of Harry's patronus. Damn.
Sirius came forward not aware of both Harry and James' discomfort. "I didn't know that a dementor would be your boggart!"
Harry managed a weak smile at his godfather, "As a wise man once told me, it's a smart thing to fear fear itself." Harry quoted Remus Lupin. "Dementor's are very centered in my past life. Very horrible I'm afraid. No matter, you two have detention." Harry had thought over the punishment very hard. He didn't want them to do lines, not after his fifth year. He didn't want them to do something that involved cleaning either. So, Harry gave up. He was just going to have them sit there.
"Take a seat." Harry told them. "Now, I've never liked lines or doing something like sorting the cabinets. So, we are doing nothing."
Sirius and James looked at each other almost not believing it. "What?"
Harry shrugged, "Unless you want," he started.
James just shook his head. "No, just talking is fine."
Harry shook his head. "Now, I'm putting a spells over the door so you guys can't leave and I'll be right back." He told them. Harry then disappeared to the seventh floor. Harry was going to try and destroy the horcruxes before anyone else would die. He searched for the diadem. He found it very quickly already teeming with dark magic. Now Harry just had to kill the Basilisk and kill the diadem with one of it's fangs. Harry would do that later. Tucking the horcrux into Heriomine's bag he disapparated back to his classroom. Believe it or not, James was reading and Sirius had fallen asleep his head on the desk.
Harry startled him awake. Harry grinned, "Have a good nap?"
Sirius nodded, "Very good one. What's with the ugly bag?" he asked sitting up now. James closed the book lazily noticing that a conversation was coming up.
Harry looked down, "A friend gave it to me." he said and there was a hint of sadness in his voice.
"Merlin, I miss them." Harry muttered.
"You got a girlfriend professor?" James asked curiously.
Harry smirked, "Yep, fiance actually redheaded hot head, but she loves me. Even with how much baggage I have." Harry told them.
"What about you Sirius? I know you jump around with girls a lot?"
Sirius shrugged, "No not right now no."
Harry nodded, "And I'm sure your still trying to get Lily Evans to go out with you?" Harry asked.
James smiled, "Yea. she won't even say yes even once." he complained.
"If you deflate your head a bit and stop asking her every second them maybe she'll give you a shot."
Harry suggested. James nodded as if really taking in his suggestion and Harry glanced at the clock. "It's almost midnight. You guys are dismissed."
Once they left Harry debated going down to Moaning Myrtle's bathroom then and now. Harry however waited for the weekend and that Saturday Harry went up to Professor Dumbledore's office.
He knocked and a voice called, "Come in." Harry opened the door and instead of Professor Dumbledore Professor McGonnagal was waiting for him.
"Um, Professor, I was wondering if I could borrow the sorting hat for the day?" he asked.
Her eyes narrowed just a tiny bit.
"It has to do with the future, please." Harry told her hastily.
She nodded and Harry eased the hat from it's pedestal.