Thinking outloud

QUIET AFTER THE STORM.

The end of the war was hard on a lot of them, not just Harry who had to clean his life up and move on but his two friends as well.  Hermione and Ron attempted to see where their teenage love would go but unfortunately for Ron, it went south fast.  He was too busy with Quidditch and His auror training and Hermione felt that pull for something more with her schooling.  After months of trying and giving up she finished her years in university after finishing her missed year of Hogwarts.  She packed her bags attended Ginny and Harrys wedding before kissing Ron and Harry on the cheeks admiring how Happy Ron was with his new girlfriend as she stepped through the floo to Hogsmead.

She sighed looking up from the village as she stepped outside.  Hogwarts still stood proud up on the hill top as her eyes misted slightly.  It had been home for seven years and had also been the place of memories good and bad.  She missed so many of their departed friends and family even her own that she had left spelled in Australia scared that like history has a habit of doing, another Dark lord rising.  Muttering to herself as she grabbed her bag she headed to the path leading to Hogwarts bundling her jacket more around her as she shook her head.  "Should of got them to bring me a bloody horse and cart, no Hermione you have to be all self efficent and do it all yourself.'  Cussing at herself as she walked, her curls breaking free from her bun some curling tightly as she battled through the snow with determination.

Finally arriving at Hogwarts she stepped into the courtyard, her eyes travelling the rebuilt area as memories of that final great battle flashed through her mind.  She shuddered and sighed again hearing voices as children leaving their classes started flowing around her running.   A little girl with curly hair stopped bossing two boys as they walked past her, shaking her head Hermione wondered if that was a memory, laughing to herself slightly when one of the boys grumbled about the child’s words.  She was lost in thought slightly before she heard a voice behind her.  "Well Miss Granger nice of you arrive safe and sound."  The voice soft friendly and familiar as she turned her eyes near tearing up before she dropped her bags and wrapped her arms around the woman, "Professor McGonagall, it is so good to see you again."  Her eyes lifted as she felt the older woman give her a warm hug in return and laugh, "Minerva now Hermione we are co-workers not teacher and student, let us get you to your room I am sure you are excited to find out what the position is we have here for you?"  The older witch smiled looking over her glasses as she indicated for Hermione to follow her.  Hermione grinning nodded grabbing her bags as she followed the older witch, stopping with surprise outside the Gryffindor Common room. "As you know as I have become Headmistress full time I can no longer be head of Gryffindor house and as I have yet to find a suitable match I have decided to put you on as our new Transfiguration professor and the New Gryffindor head of house, are you ok with that Hermione?"  The girl’s eyes lit up at her words as she gasped, "I am honoured but would there not be a more suitable Person?"  Her lips parted as she felt excitement course through her veins.  Minerva went to speak before stopping looking over Hermione’s shoulder. 

"Who better to run the goody too shoes Gryffindor’s then an in sufferable know it all Miss Granger."  That voice, the tone.  The way it sent a shiver through her body more as far as she knew that person had died.  Hermione Turned around as she stared up into the eyes of her old Teacher and gasped.  "Professor Snape!" 

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To Be continued.