Draco and Harry sitting in a tree...

Draco?

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Harry was finally out of there. Finally out of that gross house. Away from those gross people. Away from that gross town. And starting is new life in his first home, the one his  parents were killed in. He had finally finished repairing the house a couple days ago, and was preparing to head to kings cross station.
The war had ended and all of the kids had gone home for the summer, but like always it ended quickly and as soon as he knew it, he had been hired by the new head master as a DADA professor. He was standing in front of the Hogwarts express when someone tapped him on the shoulder, and when Harry turned to see who it was, he stepped back in surprise. Draco looked back in surprise as well. "Ah, Harry." He sighed. "Hello Draco." Harry said, a crease forming between his brows. "Sorry to bother you, but have you seen Blaise around here?" Draco asked looking around the station. "Eh? Why are you and Blaise here?" Harry asked, peaking a brow in wonder. "Ah, the head master asked a couple of the top students from the newly graduated seventh year to speak with her." Draco replied. "Isn't that why you are here as well?" He asked Harry. "No actually." Harry said happily. " I'm a professor." "Oh? What happened to being an aurour?" Draco asked surprised. " hah, I got an O on the potions newt." Harry said, chuckling at himself. "Hm, well, I had best fine Blaise before  the train heads off, I hope to speak soon." Draco said waving him off. "Alright, see you Draco." Harry replied, waving as well. He was honestly a bit surprised he had such a normal conversation with Draco. Like, Draco Malfoy. 'I guess we all matured quite a bit.' Harry thought to himself as he boarded the train. He headed back to the teacher compartments and plopped down, realizing how much nicer their compartments were, he could hardly even call them that, they might as well be rooms. His compartment was full of fluffy pillows and cushions as well as armchairs, and even a bed. With all of the trolly snacks and more hovering around the room. "Wow" he exhaled "this is all mine?" "Nope!" Replied a low voice as the man slid through the door. "Vivian, Jacob Vivian. But you can call me Jay." Said the tall man extending a hand to Harry. Harry took it smiling. "Harry Potter" he replied. " well it is very nice to finally meet you me potter." Vivian replied grinning. "Are you still in touch with the famous Ron and Hermione Weasley?" He asked. "Not as much as I would like to be I'm afraid." Harry replied his smile faltering. "Oh, well I'm sure you will see them this year." Vivian smiled. "I suppose so." Harry replied. "So we will be sharing this compartment?" He asked cocking a brow. "I believe so." Vivian replied as he plopped down on the bed spread.

After a couple hours Jacob and Harry had grown to be friends, as they learned they had a few of the same interests. "Oh I forgot to ask, what class will you be directing this year?" Harry asked Vivian. "Oh, I'll be directing the muggle studies class this year and hopefully the years to come." He replied grinning. "Ah, I will be directing the DADA class as expected." Harry replied. "Yes, I did expect that" Vivian replied chuckling. "So, did you attend school at Hogwarts?" Harry asked. "Well I-" Vivian started, but before he could finish the trains breaks squealed to a slow stop, and all of the teachers were summoned to the great hall.

" Welcome all new professors to a brand new year at Hogwarts! After our great struggle last year, and the final defeat of the dark lord, we are finally prepared to re-open the school. Once again, welcome. And please seat yourselves." The head mistresses voice boomed to all of the teachers. Harry and all of the other teachers seated themselves at the head table and soon all of the students began to file into the hall. As all of the students came in, they sat in their according house tables, and a professor lead the first years in. They all gathered up at the front and began the sorting. Soon after, the head mistress stood and introduced all of the teachers. "Professor Weasley!" She boomed and Hermione stood and waved as the great hall cheered. "Professor Vivian!" She cried once again and jay stood up smiling. "Now for our last professor, mr Potter!" She cried, and the hall went silent. "Harry Potter is teaching here!?!" "I thought he like, disappeared!" "I heard he got married to Ginny Weasley!" The hall erupted in whispers and rumors. Harry put on a melancholy smile and rose out of his seat, waved his hand once, and sat himself back down. Harry was surprised how many of the teachers he knew from school, such as Luna, Hermione, Neville, and even Blaise. Soon enough though, all of the students and teachers were digging into the welcoming feast, and chatting with new and old friends through mouthfuls of food. And with that, Harry's first year (as a teacher) at Hogwarts began.