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And here I am back at Hogwarts. After years at that school as a student, I am here as a teacher. The worst years of my life were spent there.
I never liked it being there, I don't know how others could call it home.
In any case, I had no choice. I needed a job and Professor McGonagall had offered me the position of DADA. At first I was reluctant, I mean, when I was a student that chair was cursed, not one teacher stayed more than a year. In our time, Minerva finally convinced me. That woman always supported me, all the time. To make sure I didn't forget, she even sent me a letter:
Dear y/n,
how do you feel? I pray you are well. Sorry to pressure you, but I wanted to remind you that from next week your job as a professor will start.
Be in my office at nine o'clock. There are so many things we should talk about before you are officially hired.
Love,
Minerva McGonagall
It was almost nine o'clock, I was in front of the door of her office. I took courage and knocked.
"Come in."
"Good morning Professor," I said in a trembling voice.
"Oh Y/n you've arrived! Have a seat. You don't know what joy it is to see you. I hope I didn't frighten you with my letter, it's just that..."
"Minerva talk, I'm not a child anymore."
"You are right, you are still no longer a little girl, but you will always be a child to me" she smiled sweetly "I don't want to scare you and you know very well that Hogwarts is always a safe place for those who need one."
"I have to disagree with you, Hogwarts is dangerous. Shall we talk about Hagrid's dog?" I laughed.
"Y/n.." inhaled"...she is alive."
"Who? I don't really want to guess any riddles, go ahead."
"Bellatrix is alive."
"Nice joke"
"Y/n please, listen to me."
"NO DAMN! SHE'S FUCKING DEAD! DO YOU UNDERSTAND?" My face was on fire and I could feel my breathing becoming heavy. I stood up and stormed out of her office.Everything was now clearer. Minerva wanted me here to make sure I didn't go hunting for that witch. I was ingenuous. As I ran to my room I could feel tears streaming down my face. Why is she here? What does she still want from me? She has already taken everything from me. I closed the door behind me and lay down against it. Was that fear I felt? No. I was just tired.
"Poor little mudblood , are you all alone?"
No. It's not real, is it? Please God...