Burning Love

•Aurors•

As the weeks rolled on, it became increasingly clear that this year at Hogwarts would be unlike any other. Our classes were filled with a palpable tension, the teachers weaving discussions about the brewing conflict into our lessons. Defense Against the Dark Arts became especially intense,  being guided through strategies to combat dark magic, while Professor McGonagall emphasized the importance of being prepared for the realities we might soon face.

Sirius, James, and I sat together in the front row, our enthusiasm palpable as our Professor explained different defensive spells. "I want to fight," James declared, leaning forward in his seat. "We should be on the front lines, helping however we can."

"I agree," I chimed in, my heart racing at the thought. "We can't just stand by while others are fighting for our future."

Sirius nodded vigorously, his expression serious. "We've trained for this, and if we're needed, we should be ready."

As the lesson ended, the sense of urgency hung over us. We lingered in the classroom, discussing our plans and ambitions. Little did I know that I would soon have a conversation that would shape my future.

Later that week, McGonagall called me into her office. I stepped in, my heart pounding. The walls were lined with books and awards, and the atmosphere was both intimidating and comforting.

"Ms. Potter," she began, her tone serious but warm, "I wanted to speak with you about your future."

I swallowed hard, unsure of what to expect. "Of course, Professor. Is everything alright?"

She nodded, her eyes keen and thoughtful. "I've been observing your progress in Defense Against the Dark Arts and your aptitude for practical magic. Given the current situation with the rise of dark forces, I believe you could make a significant contribution."

My heart raced at her words. "You mean...?"

"Yes," she continued. "I would recommend you consider applying for the Auror training program that the Ministry will start after you graduate. It's a rigorous two-year program designed for those who want to fight against dark magic. I believe you would excel."

I could hardly process what she was saying. The thought of becoming an Auror was exhilarating. "Really? You think I'd be good at it?"

"Without a doubt," she replied, her expression encouraging. "You have the talent, determination, and the heart needed for such a role. It won't be easy, but I know you are capable of great things."

I felt a swell of pride mixed with nerves. "Thank you, Professor. I'll seriously consider it."

McGonagall smiled, the corners of her lips lifting slightly. "I hope you do. The wizarding world will need young witches and wizards like you, especially with the challenges ahead."

As I left her office, my mind buzzed with possibilities. I rushed back to the common room, eager to share the news with Sirius and the others. They would be thrilled, and the prospect of joining the fight against dark magic felt more real than ever.

Once I found them lounging on the couch, I plopped down beside Sirius, who looked up with a curious expression. "What's got you so animated?" he asked.

"I just had a meeting with McGonagall," I said, barely able to contain my excitement.

James leaned in, grinning. "She's finally given you a detention, hasn't she?"

I laughed, shaking my head. "No, nothing like that! She recommended I apply for the Auror program after we graduate."

The room fell silent, and then Sirius erupted, pulling me into a tight hug. "That's amazing, Grace! I knew you could do it!"

"I can't believe it," I admitted, feeling giddy. "I'm actually considering it!"