For the Readers:

I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters.

Nikki Walker is of my own creation, but she is meant to look like Nicole Kidman in the Film 'Practical Magic'.

1 November 1981

Inside the great castle called Hogwarts, three people are in the headmaster's office; one an elderly man with long silver hair and a beard to match. He has a crooked nose and is wearing half-moon shaped glasses, if you had seen him any other day you would know that his eyes have a twinkle in them, making him seem as a warm loving man, however today they are empty and mournful. On his desk sits a young woman her long red hair looks like it hadn't been washed in ages, her eyes are usually clear a hypnotic light shade of brown, but today they are red and puffy and full of sorrow. And sitting in a chair besides Albus Dumbledore was a man with black greasy hair and a hooked nose, his face was full of misery and regret he turned to Dumbledore.

'I thought… you were going … to keep her safe…'

'She and James put their faith in the wrong person,' said Dumbledore. 'Rather like you Severus. Weren't you hoping that Lord Voldermort would spare her?'

Nikki flinched, as if someone had slapped her, she could feel the tears swelling in her eyes, her best friend Lilly is dead, the two of the them had been inseparable, since the first year in Hogwarts, it was true that for a while in their youth they had become slightly distance due to Nikki's interest in a particular type of magic. Ironically if it hadn't been for the dark arts she probably wouldn't have her daughter.

After Severus departed Nikki finally spoke for the first time 'This doesn't just affect Harry.'

'I know Nikki' said Dumbledore with a tiny smile. 'Do you know when it will happen?'

'No, not yet but when the times comes I will know'

'Where will she stay?'

'With my aunts, if anyone can teach Nessa about the Wicca ways it's my Aunts, and I was hoping you would take her sometimes, I want her to get use to the castle. I will let you know when she is allowed to attend permanently.'

'Of course she can'

'I must go, goodnight Uncle Albus'

'Goodnight Nikki'

Then with a simmer of light she vanished, Professor Dumbledore stood alone he crossed the room to his phoenix, Fawkes who he petted affectionately 'difficult times lie ahead Fawkes' then with a small crack he vanished as well.

Three years later:

A small girl with a mass of wild curly hair was waiting on her bed; out of the corner of her eye she saw a simmer of light 'Mommy' she exclaimed happily, a tall women with red hair appeared, she hushed her daughter then with a small crack a hooded person appeared he wore a silver mask hiding his or her face. Her daughter let out a scream, as the figure pointed its wand at the little girl her mother threw a vile containing a red liquid, the hooded figure screamed in pain until it was no longer a person but a pile of dust. Nikki turned to her daughter who was now crying, she shushed her whispering smothering words to calm her. It pained her to see her like this and to know the fact that she had to leave her.

'listen to me Vanessa because this is very important. We live in a world were nothing is impossible, but love conquers all.' Her small child nodded to show she understood. 'come on sweetheart lets get into bed.' She stayed with her daughter until Vanessa fell asleep. When she awoke her mother was gone but in her hand there was a small jade heart.