This story has been a long time coming. I always put off writing a Harry Potter fan fiction because I felt none of what I could write could measure up to what JK Rowlings wrote in the original series.

This idea actually was a suggestion from my mother as my last few fanfics had been (suggestions from my parents that is) have actually done fairly well all things considered.

This story is a little different from many Harry Potter fanfics, I chose to include the characters as they are, but they do not tell the story I leave that to an OC as it is her story to tell Harry and the others are only supporting characters.

I hope you enjoy it.
Iris Kane

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The Transfer

Year 1

Prologue

"Tap, tap, tap". An owl tapped at the window of the headmaster's (now headmistress) office at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry; the old woman, who had been old some years before that had gotten a few new lines in the 7 years prior, looked up from the letter she was reading.

Minerva McGonagall looked up from the letter she had received and she was about to take a quill and reply when she noticed the owl. The owl was an important looking tawny that had an air about it that said it had work to do and would you please see to its business before it vacated the premises.

"Now, now," Minerva McGonagall muttered under her breath as she unlatched the window behind her. "Keep your feathers on!" Just as she opened the window the owl entered, and dropped a letter on her desk before zooming out again.

Minerva McGonagall glanced at the seal, which was shaped like a large letter "M" on the important looking letter before muttering to herself.

"Now what does Kingsley want now."

The letter from the Minister of Magic was short and to the point.

Minerva-

I have just received word from the Ministry in the United States that they are sending a few wizards from Washington DC to help with the repairs and restructure since the war. I know it has only been 2 years Minerva, although to many of us I'm sure it seems much longer-

Minerva McGonagall nodded in agreement.

One of the wizards coming over is a Jeffrey Smith. His 2 eldest daughters are 14 and 12 and will be attending Hogwarts for the duration of the time the family is in the country. His eldest, Victoria, has a few difficulties and it seems no Healer in the United States has been able to fix them. He asks if anyone here in London or the surrounding area and knows of someone who can help and if she can receive special help at school.

I am told her she is quite good at Charms and Defense Against the Dark Arts… Her scores in magical history are also impressive. Given that young wizards start their schooling at 8 in the US that is to be expected… I'm sure she will make quite an exemplary pupil.

Mister Smith also mentioned he would be sending you an owl with further details.

Kingsley Shacklebolt

Minister of Magic

Minerva McGonagall dropped the letter on her desk and turned her gaze to the portrait behind it.

"What do you make of this Albus? We hardly ever take transfers, but given the circumstances following the end of the war…"

"Fresh young minds are always good for the school Minerva, no matter how old or young they happen to be. I myself have learned quite a few things within Hogwarts over the years-prior to my untimely death of course." Albus Dumbledore smiled serenely.

Minerva McGonagall seated herself once again behind the desk in the headmaster's office. She was interested to see these two young witches the minister spoke of and was eager to see how their journey unfolded. Quickly she composed a replied to the Minister.

Kingsley-

I will be more than happy to help the girls. According to the records here at Hogwarts they should already be listed if they were approved for schooling here within the past few months.

Minerva McGonagall paused in her writing and momentarily flicked at something with her wand, a drawer near the desk opened revealing a long piece of parchment which began to unfold itself. Glancing down the list, she saw the names she expected to see. At the bottom were two new names.

SMITH, OLIVE

SMITH, VICTORIA

Nodding in satisfaction, with a another flick of her wand the parchment refolded itself and the door shut. Picking up her quill again McGonagall continued writing.

I've course left to speak to the board of governors regarding specifications for the older daughter, but I foresee no problem. Disabilities among our kind are rare, certainly nothing a good Healer can't fix, but until such a time comes for this young witch we must make the best of it.

Sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

She finished the letter, sealed it and made a mental note to get to the owlery before she turned in for the night. She then returned her attention to the letter she had been reading prior to the arrival of the minister's owl. The letter was from none other than Harry Potter himself, Harry who had recently been promoted to a junior officer within the Aurors' office. Maybe the American wizard's daughter would be such a pupil not unlike a trio of students with taken off their last year of school to unlock the key to the defeat of the Dark Lord.

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