Chapter 1

It has been six long years since Hermione Granger graduated from Hogwarts. After graduating, she went on to university and got her degrees in Transfiguration. Therefore, when she heard there was a job opening at Hogwarts, she sent in her application.

It was an ordinary mid august day, sun-shining, birds chirping. Hermione had just sat down to read a book when Susan, her owl, delivered the post. Aside from the predictable bills, Hermione noticed she had received a letter from Hogwarts. She set her other mail aside and opened up her Hogwarts letter.

Dear Hermione,

I am delighted to report to you that you have been accepted as the new Transfiguration teacher at Hogwarts. When I was informed that I would be the new Headmistress, I had hoped that you would be the one to receive my previous position: Not only as Transfigurations teacher but also as Head of Gryffindor House. I would also be honored if you would be my Deputy Headmistress. I do ask that you arrive at Hogwarts within the next week, so that you will have adequate time to settle in before the new term starts. School does not start for about two weeks so you should have plenty of time to get re-acquainted. Hope to see you soon!

Sincerely, Minerva McGonagall

Hermione was so ecstatic; she had always wanted to work at Hogwarts. To take the place of Minerva McGonagall as Transfigurations professor, Head of Gryffindor House and Deputy Headmistress is such an honor. Hermione was so eager to see her adored mentor and to get back to Hogwarts. She packed all of her things right away and decided to leave tomorrow.

Hermione awoke at about 9:30 the next morning with excitement and anticipation. Rising, she stretched, working the sleep and lethargy from her muscles as she moved from the bedroom to the bathroom for her morning shower, taking extra care to make sure she would be squeaky clean. When she was finished, she snatched a warm fluffy towel from the shelf and dried off. After she was dry, she changed into the outfit she decided to wear, a black knee-length pencil skirt, black V-neck shirt, black blazer and a pair of black dress heels for good measure. It was around 1:00 pm when she finally finished getting ready. She had this nagging feeling that she was forgetting something, so she took one last look around her apartment to make sure she did not forget anything. After she had made sure everything was in order, she apparated to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Within seconds, she appeared at the large wooden front doors. She knew that it was now or never, gulped hard and said, "Here we go", as she strolled inside. It was exactly how she remembered it; everything was the same as it was all those years ago. Hermione could not wait to see all of her old professors, but she knew exactly whom she wanted to see first.

She wandered through the corridors, giving her self a kind of mini tour, until she ended up at the enormous granite gargoyle statue. She was so nervous her entire body was quivering. She fixed her hair and straightened out her clothes. Finally, after about five minutes of standing there, she mustered up the nerve to speak the password, "Sherbet Lemon". The statue stirred, spiraled upwards and revealed the spiral staircase beneath it. Hermione nervously hiked up the staircase. After walking for what seemed to be forever, she finally reached the top and stepped out in front of the large mahogany doors; she took an enormous breath and knocked on the door. Almost without delay, she heard that unmistakable voice say, "Come in". Hermione pushed open the door and walked in. She saw her old professor sitting at her desk rummaging through paperwork. She gently closed the door behind her.

"Hello professor", Hermione said, just as she had done so many times before.

Minerva glanced up from her paperwork. When she saw who it was, a huge smile formed on her face.

"Hermione, it's so good to have you back!" Minerva exclaimed as she stood up, walked over to Hermione and gave her big warm, friendly hug.

"Well we have a lot to catch up on, would you like to join me for a cup of tea?" Minerva asked.

"Sure, I'd love to!" replied Hermione.

Minerva escorted Hermione through a door in the back of her office. Hermione realized that they were now in Minerva's private rooms. She was astounded at the decor'. The color of the walls was a deep shade of red with gold moldings on the tops and bottoms of the walls. Bookshelves lined the walls of one of the side rooms; Hermione figured that to be the library or study. In the living room, striking artworks were tastefully arranged on the walls, not that she expected anything less from her mentor. What caught Hermione's eye was the room behind the living room. She noticed that there was an enormous four-poster bed. The bed, lavishly adorned with a black bedspread and black sheets and pillowcases, looked very alluring. The bed was enclosed with sheer white curtains; the curtains were left open on one side to get in and out, which was how Hermione saw inside. Hermione quickly drew her attention back to Minerva who motioned for Hermione to sit down on the loveseat. Without delay Minerva made two cups of tea as well as a teapot appear, and then settled down in the open spot next to Hermione.

"It's so wonderful to see you professor! You haven't changed a bit", Hermione paused, and "You look fantastic!"

"Why thank-you", Minerva blushed, "But please call me Minerva, I am no longer your professor, I am you colleague and your friend."

"Sure thing, Minerva." Hermione said in a playful tone.

Minerva could not help but let out a chuckle. What's more, she could not help but observe how Hermione has changed in the years since she last saw her. She was no longer the modest, little girl she had been. No, now she was a woman. Her once wild, unruly hair was now tame. Her body was now very curvatious. She had transformed from a shy innocent girl to a beautiful young woman.

Somewhere during the middle of their conversation and their second cup of tea, Hermione realized something. Hermione was starting to become aware of just how much she had missed Minerva. She missed her smile, her laugh, her beautiful blue eyes, the way she dresses, her voice, oh she could just go on and on. She realized that the feelings she thought were in the past, came back full force when she saw Minerva. Back when Hermione was still in school, she had blocked her feelings for her mentor because she knew nothing could or ever would happen. The feelings that she tried so hard to hide away, just came right back and Hermione knew at that moment, she was undeniably still head over heels in love with Minerva McGonagall.