Chapter 1: The Letter
The warm American sun was shining through the window, and Page was in bed fast asleep. She is no ordinary person Page is a witch. She attended Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry then moved to AmericaH with her partner who is a muggle called James. James knew about Page's abilities and accepted them for who she was. Suddenly a barn owl flew in through the open window and landed on the bed, waking them up. "Ibid, erg, who sent me a letter at this time in the morning?" Slowly opening her eyes, there was the barn owl looking at her curiously. James woke up with a start and gave a little surprised jump. "What has he got?" Page opened up the letter, as Ibid stretched out his leg for her.
Dear Page, I have recent information to give to you in person, I know that you are very busy in America now, but I wondered if the Minister of Magic, Mr Cornelius Fudge, and myself could come round on Sunday afternoon? We wouldn't stay long, and it would be nice to have a little chat. Thank you in return. Albus Dumbledore.
"It's from Dumbledore, my old Headmaster at Hogwarts, and he's coming over here today this afternoon, with the Minister of Magic also." Looking slightly puzzled she looked at James, who wasn't sure what to say, just smiled and nodded, and with that Page got out of bed, changed and ran down stairs. At two o'clock, the doorbell rang, and Page went to open the door, and stood there was a beaming Dumbledore and with him, Cornelius Fudge, Minister of Magic. "Hello, Page it's nice to see you again, may we come in?" "Of course you can, I'll show you to the living room, follow me." Page led them in and they sat down just as James was coming into the room. "May I introduce my partner in crime James," Both Page, James and Dumbledore laughed, Cornelius Fudge didn't. "He knows that I am a witch, he accepts me for who I am." James looked from Page to Fudge who wasn't really looking interested in meeting a muggle. "Mr Fudge, Page has told me all about you, I am very pleased to meet you." He offered a hand, and Fudge shook it half-heartedly. He looked slightly taken back at being addressed in such a mannered way. "Oh thank you my dear boy, it is nice to know that not all muggles despise the Wizarding world you know. However I am most intrigued on how you both have coped in such a way. Does this fit your responsibilities Miss Quinn?" Page looked at Dumbledore in a quizzical way, then looked at Fudge. "I still attend the Salem Witches School, as you well know minister, I teach Defence Against the Dark Arts, the D.A.D.A for short. I am very highly respected, at the school, James helps me to plan out my lessons on how to teach the students." James didn't want to get involved, but merely looked away, then sat down opposite Dumbledore, who was looking around the living room. Fudge looked at Dumbledore for the question in which Dumbledore came to ask. "I wondered if I could ask you something Page, if you don't mind?" Page nodded, then sat down next to James. "It's come to my attention that you are related to Harry Potter, if fact you are the only last remaining relative that Harry has, I know that this seems highly unlikely but, because of recent events, immediate research has been carried out, on Harry, and your name popped up, on Harry's father's side. Apparently you are a 'long-lost cousin of his, that you never met. The question is that I need you to help me teach the students D.A.D.A as you call it, and if possible we would like you to start next term, Page, will you take the offer?" Page looked quite shocked at this and said, "This is very sudden, two hits in a space of ten seconds. And me? The last remaining relative of Harry Potter? But how I have got nothing to do with him, I thought he lived with his mother's sister Petunia?" "He does, but Harry has been very upset living with them, they are very anti-magic, and the spell that I performed on them and Harry sixteen years ago is starting to fade. We need a relative who can love Harry and who is magical as well." Dumbledore broke off, smiling at Page; James however suddenly got up and strode out of the room. "I am sorry about James, I don't think he wants me to leave him, he loves his job here, teaching muggle children. But I know about You-Know-Who coming back, and I think Harry needs to be protected." Page looked behind her, and saw James walking into the kitchen. "I completely understand Page. I know this is a very heavy burden on you and him, but really it's a choice of heart then a career. I am sorry to tell you that." Fudge was looking very uncomfortable, "We need to know the answer today I'm afraid my dear, term will start in three weeks and the spell needs a week to work properly, it is a very ancient spell we are dealing with, it is also very powerful." Fudge stood up, followed by Dumbledore. Page needed more time to talk this over. It was too sudden for her, she knew the outcome, but how was she going to tell James? "Um, when will you be returning to England?" She asked them as they were heading towards the door. "In a few hours, I suggest that you talk it over with James and to tell him the situation. I'm sure you'll make the right decision. We will return here at six o'clock, no sooner, no later. Good day to you Miss Quinn, Dumbledore let us go." Fudge departed, followed by Dumbledore, who out of earshot from Fudge turned around and said "For Harry's sake Page. Also you will be pleased to know that, you are always welcome at Hogwarts, and in the Order, here take this, it is from an old friend of your cousin's." Page took the letter, and with that Dumbledore left and closed the door. Page looked down at the letter and pocketed it. She went into the kitchen where James was holding a mug of coffee, and was staring into space. "I don't' want you to go, but you know I can't stop you. I want to ask you though, who is this Harry Potter? He sounds like a mere child, if he needs protection." James looked up at Page with a sign of desperation in his eyes. "Harry Potter, was just a boy when he lost his parents to a very powerful dark wizard. Harry deflected the most deadliest curse known to wizard kind, and onto Voldemort he lost his powers, some of his powers were transferred to Harry. Since then, Harry was taken in reluctantly by his mother's sister and her husband, his only blood relative, but now I am the only relative who is magical for Harry and also to save him." "Then I guess you have to go. You will come back won't you?" James said hopefully. "Well from what I have been told by your friends, it seems only a year, that any D.A.D.A teacher has ever lasted. People say the job is jinxed." He said in a twisted conniving way. Page understood why he was feeling like this, but James had no idea what this meant for Page. "It's not that it's jinxed, it's just that things keep cropping up. I'm not entirely sure what has happened over there, but I'm sure I can handle it." James drank the rest of his coffee and stood up, he seemed drained of energy. "Page, I know you want to go, but just be careful OK?" By the time half past five came, Page, was packed and ready to go. James didn't say anything to stop her, and they both waited in the hall for Fudge and Dumbledore to arrive. When that time came, it was all too sudden for James to say a word. Page gave him a list of contacts of her friends and also Ibid so they could keep in contact anytime, but Page knew he wouldn't use him. She looked at James one last time, and was lead out of the door by Fudge who slammed it was a 'snap'.
The warm American sun was shining through the window, and Page was in bed fast asleep. She is no ordinary person Page is a witch. She attended Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry then moved to AmericaH with her partner who is a muggle called James. James knew about Page's abilities and accepted them for who she was. Suddenly a barn owl flew in through the open window and landed on the bed, waking them up. "Ibid, erg, who sent me a letter at this time in the morning?" Slowly opening her eyes, there was the barn owl looking at her curiously. James woke up with a start and gave a little surprised jump. "What has he got?" Page opened up the letter, as Ibid stretched out his leg for her.
Dear Page, I have recent information to give to you in person, I know that you are very busy in America now, but I wondered if the Minister of Magic, Mr Cornelius Fudge, and myself could come round on Sunday afternoon? We wouldn't stay long, and it would be nice to have a little chat. Thank you in return. Albus Dumbledore.
"It's from Dumbledore, my old Headmaster at Hogwarts, and he's coming over here today this afternoon, with the Minister of Magic also." Looking slightly puzzled she looked at James, who wasn't sure what to say, just smiled and nodded, and with that Page got out of bed, changed and ran down stairs. At two o'clock, the doorbell rang, and Page went to open the door, and stood there was a beaming Dumbledore and with him, Cornelius Fudge, Minister of Magic. "Hello, Page it's nice to see you again, may we come in?" "Of course you can, I'll show you to the living room, follow me." Page led them in and they sat down just as James was coming into the room. "May I introduce my partner in crime James," Both Page, James and Dumbledore laughed, Cornelius Fudge didn't. "He knows that I am a witch, he accepts me for who I am." James looked from Page to Fudge who wasn't really looking interested in meeting a muggle. "Mr Fudge, Page has told me all about you, I am very pleased to meet you." He offered a hand, and Fudge shook it half-heartedly. He looked slightly taken back at being addressed in such a mannered way. "Oh thank you my dear boy, it is nice to know that not all muggles despise the Wizarding world you know. However I am most intrigued on how you both have coped in such a way. Does this fit your responsibilities Miss Quinn?" Page looked at Dumbledore in a quizzical way, then looked at Fudge. "I still attend the Salem Witches School, as you well know minister, I teach Defence Against the Dark Arts, the D.A.D.A for short. I am very highly respected, at the school, James helps me to plan out my lessons on how to teach the students." James didn't want to get involved, but merely looked away, then sat down opposite Dumbledore, who was looking around the living room. Fudge looked at Dumbledore for the question in which Dumbledore came to ask. "I wondered if I could ask you something Page, if you don't mind?" Page nodded, then sat down next to James. "It's come to my attention that you are related to Harry Potter, if fact you are the only last remaining relative that Harry has, I know that this seems highly unlikely but, because of recent events, immediate research has been carried out, on Harry, and your name popped up, on Harry's father's side. Apparently you are a 'long-lost cousin of his, that you never met. The question is that I need you to help me teach the students D.A.D.A as you call it, and if possible we would like you to start next term, Page, will you take the offer?" Page looked quite shocked at this and said, "This is very sudden, two hits in a space of ten seconds. And me? The last remaining relative of Harry Potter? But how I have got nothing to do with him, I thought he lived with his mother's sister Petunia?" "He does, but Harry has been very upset living with them, they are very anti-magic, and the spell that I performed on them and Harry sixteen years ago is starting to fade. We need a relative who can love Harry and who is magical as well." Dumbledore broke off, smiling at Page; James however suddenly got up and strode out of the room. "I am sorry about James, I don't think he wants me to leave him, he loves his job here, teaching muggle children. But I know about You-Know-Who coming back, and I think Harry needs to be protected." Page looked behind her, and saw James walking into the kitchen. "I completely understand Page. I know this is a very heavy burden on you and him, but really it's a choice of heart then a career. I am sorry to tell you that." Fudge was looking very uncomfortable, "We need to know the answer today I'm afraid my dear, term will start in three weeks and the spell needs a week to work properly, it is a very ancient spell we are dealing with, it is also very powerful." Fudge stood up, followed by Dumbledore. Page needed more time to talk this over. It was too sudden for her, she knew the outcome, but how was she going to tell James? "Um, when will you be returning to England?" She asked them as they were heading towards the door. "In a few hours, I suggest that you talk it over with James and to tell him the situation. I'm sure you'll make the right decision. We will return here at six o'clock, no sooner, no later. Good day to you Miss Quinn, Dumbledore let us go." Fudge departed, followed by Dumbledore, who out of earshot from Fudge turned around and said "For Harry's sake Page. Also you will be pleased to know that, you are always welcome at Hogwarts, and in the Order, here take this, it is from an old friend of your cousin's." Page took the letter, and with that Dumbledore left and closed the door. Page looked down at the letter and pocketed it. She went into the kitchen where James was holding a mug of coffee, and was staring into space. "I don't' want you to go, but you know I can't stop you. I want to ask you though, who is this Harry Potter? He sounds like a mere child, if he needs protection." James looked up at Page with a sign of desperation in his eyes. "Harry Potter, was just a boy when he lost his parents to a very powerful dark wizard. Harry deflected the most deadliest curse known to wizard kind, and onto Voldemort he lost his powers, some of his powers were transferred to Harry. Since then, Harry was taken in reluctantly by his mother's sister and her husband, his only blood relative, but now I am the only relative who is magical for Harry and also to save him." "Then I guess you have to go. You will come back won't you?" James said hopefully. "Well from what I have been told by your friends, it seems only a year, that any D.A.D.A teacher has ever lasted. People say the job is jinxed." He said in a twisted conniving way. Page understood why he was feeling like this, but James had no idea what this meant for Page. "It's not that it's jinxed, it's just that things keep cropping up. I'm not entirely sure what has happened over there, but I'm sure I can handle it." James drank the rest of his coffee and stood up, he seemed drained of energy. "Page, I know you want to go, but just be careful OK?" By the time half past five came, Page, was packed and ready to go. James didn't say anything to stop her, and they both waited in the hall for Fudge and Dumbledore to arrive. When that time came, it was all too sudden for James to say a word. Page gave him a list of contacts of her friends and also Ibid so they could keep in contact anytime, but Page knew he wouldn't use him. She looked at James one last time, and was lead out of the door by Fudge who slammed it was a 'snap'.