Hey there again! Thank you uzumaki misaki for reviewing both of my chapters so far. So, without further ado, here's the next chapter!
Ron reacted pretty much how Harry expected him to. First, he gaped at Harry, then yelled, "Hermione, maybe, but you, Harry? Teacher?" he croaked. "Blimey, mate, I can't believe your luck, and also giving detention to Malfoy?"
Harry half-listened as Ron rambled on and on "You know, Harry, you're the youngest teacher ever," or "What about Puddlemere United? Wood's waiting, you know."
At that statement, Harry's grin slipped off his face. After his 7th year, he had thought about being an Auror or a professional Seeker. Now that Ron had reminded him, he now would not be able to play Quidditch with his team—he had to get a new captain.
"Sorry, mate, I have to go." Harry said, cutting off Ron's speech. Then he dashed off toward McGonagall's office. On the way, he met Hermione, who had a very silly grin on her face, but it didn't prevent her from scolding him.
"Harry! That was extremely foolish, setting up Malfoy like that. He just told me in his own terms. You should go speak to Professor McGonagall."
Harry smoothed his hair down absentmindedly. "That's what I was doing," he muttered.
A look of confusion crossed Hermione's face. "Oh, then go on."
So, another chapter's ended! You may have noticed this was pretty much a set-up, but never fear, the next one is coming soon. If you have the time, please give some constructive criticism and R&R! One review motivates me to write