As the ceremony went on Hermione came to realise that McGonagall had not introduced her to the students ,which she was thankful for . She watched intently every single one of the new years being sorted , her heart aching every time someone took a seat at her house's table .
While she inspected the new faces around the table she sat at , the headmistress took her place in the seat next to her .
There were quite a few new teachers that she had not seen before . She felt intrigued by their obvious disinterest towards the new presence at their table .
'Hermione ?' she felt joyful hearing her former teacher addressing her by her given name.
'Yes , headmistress McGonagall' .
'Are you not hungry ,dear ?' Minerva could feel the sorrow that the young witch had been through . Her heart would clench every time the girl would lift her head , eyes blurred by unshed tears .
She has been so busy worrying about what she has left behind that she had not realised food had been placed in front of her . Taking a forkful and bringing it to her mouth she decided that she has starved for enough days .
'I'm famished ' taking a bite she sighed . 'The food is delicious . I haven't had something this good in quite some time .'
With a small smile the teacher went back to her food , only exchanging few words with her throughout dinner .
She hadn't noticed the students leaving for their chamber until the chair to her right scrapped the wooden floor harshly . As she sat up she noticed a pair of eyes skimming her up and down from the end of the table . The unknown teacher was dressed in dark green robes that trailed up behind him as he walked away , dark sallow skin peeking from underneath .
'You will be sleeping in one of the prefect's tower for tonight.' McGonagall started leading her to her chamber .
'But , professor , should't we have a word first ?' Hermione asked dumbfounded .Her arrival was unexpected . Surely she would want to talk about her presence.
'Tomorrow , at noon , I want you to take part in the potion classes .' The headmistress' answer confused the girl . She couldn't see the reasoning behind making her take her classes again , but she didn't vocalize her thoughts . If that is what she had to do to make up for her mistakes then she shouldn't complain.
'What year's class will I be attending ?'
'I'm afraid you misunderstood me , Miss Granger .You will not be attending as a student , you will teach.'
She was speechless .
'We will have to discuss more in the morning ' the teacher said as they arrived in front of her dorm's doors .
'I have to get back now' Without another word , the girl was left alone in the middle of the hallway , a frown forming on her face.
'This can't be right ' she thought .A potion's master? Her? She's always been the first in her class at potions , at everything really , but she didn't excel at it . She didn't have the innate ability , she worked hard every single day trying to master it but she has always been just average . Not bad , yet not amazing .
Deciding she has been out on the hall for too long she gently pushed a hand against the door , opening it quietly . As she stepped inside , memories flooded her mind .
She looked around and saw the familiar bed , throwing herself at it she thought about getting a shower , only to fell into a slumber not even moments later.
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