-1Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters.

I promised to dedicate this chapter to the first person that guessed correctly what job that Sirius was going to be offered. So this chapter is being dedicated to Allie Maria for guessing correctly. Yay!

Secondly, I would like to thank everyone who's been reading this story for continuing on with it. Thank you so much and thank you for all of your reviews!

Thirdly, I would like to thank both orderly chaos and cuteblndegoodness for their help. Cuteblndegoodness, thank you so much for your help and for giving me the idea to use at the end of this chapter! You're awesome!

I'm sorry that it's taken so long to get this chapter out. I just started my classes and they are totally insane! On with the story!

"The position that I need for you to fill is Defense Against the Dark Arts. I know that you were never very fond of the subject, but you greatly excelled in it," said Minerva.

Sirius was looking at McGonagall as though she had sprouted a second head. Him, teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts? When he practically despised it? But then he remembered what she had said, that although he couldn't stand the subject, he was very good at it.

"What happens if I don't accept the position?" inquired Sirius.

"Then I will have to find someone else to fill the post. We need the post filled, you need a job, you are good at it, which therefore makes you an excellent candidate for the job," said Minerva as she ticked off every reason on one hand. "Would you like the position or not?"

Sirius did some quick thinking. It was now or never. If he didn't take it, he'd never forgive himself and think 'what if I had taken the job?' He wasn't going to play that game now, not now that he had been given a second chance at life.

"All right, I'll do it. I'll take the job," said Sirius.

Minerva smiled inwardly. She had known that he would take the job, he just needed a little bit of encouragement. He was the best person for the job and he happened to need one as well.

"I need to be going. There are only a few more days until the start of the term. I shall see you on September 1st," said Minerva.

Sirius stood up with her, and shook her hand. "Thank you, Minerva. You have no idea as to how much this means to me."

She smiled knowingly. "I think I do. I'll see you soon."

Sirius walked her to the front door. He held it open for her and shut it behind her as she left. He walked numbly to the couch and sat down. He was very surprised. He was now a teacher. There were things that he had to take care of and he only had a few days to do so. He went upstairs and showered quickly. He went downstairs to let Molly know that he had to go out for some things, but before he left, he asked her if she knew where his wand was. She stopped what she was doing and retrieved his wand from his old bedroom. Before he left, she had to ask him a question.

"Sirius, where are you going?"

"I have some things to take care of in Diagon Alley. If Harry should ask, I'll be back soon."

"All right, be careful," said Mrs. Weasley.

Sirius exited his house and apparated to Diagon Alley. He had a great many things to do while he was there.

Diagon Alley

Diagon Alley was bustling with people as usual. No one paid attention to the tall, handsome, blond man as he strode down the pathways, going from shop to shop, getting the things that he needed. As Draco Malfoy obtained all of his school things, he thought about the plan that he had concocted to get Hermione Granger to trust him. It absolutely had to work; there was no room for error. He knew that he could pull it off without a problem. He would have to act as though he normally would, making fun of her and her friends, then approach her later with the idea of a 'truce'. Potter and Weasel would kill him if they ever found out about his plan. No, they would skin him alive first, then kill him. It was imperative that they never find out. His plan would backfire in his face and he wouldn't be able to complete his task. He looked skyward, seeing that it was quickly getting dark. He had one last stop to make. He quickly made his way to Flourish and Blotts for a book that he had remembered that he had wanted to buy and walked inside, shutting the door behind him. As he made his way over to the shelf where the book that he wanted resided, he saw someone who looked familiar, as though he had seen him before. After taking a closer look and scrutinizing the man, Draco realized that the man that he was looking so closely at was the former man who had been condemned to a life sentence in Azkaban and his second cousin, Sirius Black! 'But how in Merlin's name is he alive? Here?' Draco pondered all this and more. He seized a nearby copy of the Prophet, reading the front page article, which talked about Sirius being an innocent man now. Draco supposed that there would be an article in the Prophet the next day with an article that revealed that said man was currently alive. There would be a field day about it, Draco was sure of that. He quickly obtained the book he had come for and paid for it, whisking himself away from the shop.

A few weeks later

On both sides of the magical barrier that was at King's Cross Station, there were many people rushing to and fro, trying to get to their destinations. On the magical side of the barrier, there were many students and parents who were saying goodbye. Many parents had tears in their eyes as they hugged and kissed their children goodbye, then watched their children board the scarlet train. One could hear the sounds of owls hooting, cats meowing, trunk wheels rolling on the ground, and the sobs of some parents. All of the parents were very afraid for their children; they didn't want to be away from their children in this time of war, but they knew that their children needed the education if they were going to grow up to be wonderful witches and wizards. Hermione looked over the scene wistfully, knowing that this was her last year that she would be going to Hogwarts. She had already gotten all of her things, hugged and kissed both of her parents, saying that she would write to them, then said goodbye. She looked around for some familiar heads when she heard someone calling out her name.


She turned around to see Mrs. Weasley, Ginny, Ron, Harry, and Sirius coming her way. She ran over to meet them. Sirius looked much better than the last time that she had seen him. He looked much younger and healthier, his face had been shaved, his hair cut, and he was wearing new robes. She looked Harry and Ron over. Both of them seemed to have grown a foot each over the summer. Both were looking wonderful and Quidditch had done them well. She gave all of them hugs, although it was rather hard for her to give Ron one because of his height.

"It's good to see all of you again," said Hermione.

"Did you have a good rest of the summer?" asked Ginny.

"It was wonderful, but I did miss all of you. Now, let's get on the train, or it will leave without us," said Hermione.

Everyone except Sirius hugged Mrs. Weasley goodbye and started to board the train. Hermione was last to get on, and as she did, she noticed that Sirius was getting on the train with her.

"Sirius, why are you getting on the train?" she asked.

"I'll tell you later," he whispered back

Hermione shrugged. He must have some reason for not telling her. The group of five quickly found themselves an empty compartment, put their trunks on the racks, and sat down just as the train was pulling away from the station. Ron noticed that Sirius was with them as well.

"Oi, Sirius, why are you on the train?"

"It's been years since I've been in the school, Ron. I just thought that I'd come on the train with you lot to the school, go see it, then apparate back," Sirius lied. He hadn't told any of them that he had accepted the position as the new DADA teacher, much less that he had been asked to do it. He was going to surprise them all. Hermione looked skeptical, but Sirius caught her eye, and slightly shook his head, as if to ask her not to say anything.

Hermione stood up and retrieved her robes, pulling them on, then started pinning her Head Girl badge to her robe.

"Hermione, you never told us that you got Head Girl!" exclaimed Ron.

Hermione blushed. "I'm sorry. I meant to tell you all, it just slipped my mind what with everything that happened."

"Well, I'm not surprised," said Harry.

"You're not?" asked Hermione.

"Definitely not. Hermione, you've had the highest marks of everyone in our year. I knew that you were going to be selected as Head Girl without a doubt. You'll do an excellent job," said Harry.

Everyone else nodded their consent while Hermione looked sheepish. "I'm going to go take a walk. I'll see you later." With that, she exited the compartment and shut the door behind her. As she walked down the corridor of the train, she would peer in through some of the compartment doors as she passed. She was shocked to see that some of her fellow classmates had decided to come back, such as Seamus Finnigan. She remembered that he had had a row with his mother about his leaving Hogwarts. She would have to ask him about it later. As she continued to walk down the corridor, two figures came running up to meet her: Parvati Patil and Lavender Brown. She was surprised to see Parvati; she had been taken away by her parents, and Lavender, her mother had died not a year earlier.

"Hi, Hermione! How was your summer?" asked Parvati.

"It was wonderful! What about both of you?"

"Oh, we both had wonderful summers," said Lavender. She looked cheerful despite everything that had happened to her. She quickly decided to change the subject.

"Have you seen him yet, Parvati?" said Lavender excitedly.

"Oh yes, he looks positively gorgeous this year, even better than he did last year!"

"Who are you two talking about?" interrupted Hermione.

The two girls ignored her. "I know. Merlin, you could get lost in those eyes," said Lavender dreamily.

"Well, we have to be going, but it was nice to see you Hermione. We'll see you at the school," said Parvati. She grabbed Lavender's hand and puller her back in the direction of their compartment.

Hermione was confused. She had no clue as to who on earth they had been talking about. Oh well. It was best to just leave it alone. She continued to walk the corridors, lost in her musings. As she turned a corner, she ran smack into what seemed like a wall and fell to the floor. Hermione stood up, dusting herself off and cursing herself for her stupidity.

"I'm sorry, I wasn't paying any attention to where I was going," said Hermione apologetically.

"You had better watch where you're going next time, Granger," drawled a smooth voice.

Hermione instantly looked up when she heard the familiarity of that voice. Her eyes flew up to meet the mysterious person's face, their eyes connecting. When she saw whose eyes it was that she was looking into, she put two and two together and quickly realized that the person before her was the person that Parvati and Lavender had been blabbering on about. They had been right, you could get lost in those eyes, those stormy grey eyes. 'Not that I would ever want to,' she quickly told herself. 'Sure you don't,' said her conscience. 'You and every other girl in the whole school.'

Hermione shook her head to rid herself of these thoughts that were currently running through her head. 'I can't think about him like that. He's the enemy.' This thought seemed to make Hermione happy as long as she constantly chanted it in her head. She turned her gaze back to him, looking at the front of his robes. There, pinned on the front of his school robes, was a Head Boy badge. Her worst, unspoken fears had been confirmed: Draco Malfoy had been made Head Boy, despite everything that he had done last year. Had Professor McGonagall just decided to completely forget everything? Had she gone mad?

"You've got to be kidding me…"

Yet another cliff hanger! Sorry! I had to do it, lol! Stay tuned for the next chapter. Please review! Thanks!