I was sitting on the train the letter from her grandfathers friend told her to take. "Kings Cross Next

Stop!" Came the conductors voice. I stood up as the train began to slow down. "Kings Cross,

Miss?" The same conductor asked. I looked at him, "Yes." Why else would I stand up? was

what I wanted to say. I grabbed my luggage then stepped off the train, I was 19 years old and in a

new place. I looked around as I waited for whoever it was to come pick me up.

"Hello, Kristina." Came a voice that sounded more like a growl. A smile spread across my face as

I turned and saw Moody standing there. "Hello, Uncle Alastor." I wanted to give him a huge hug

but I knew that he didn't like to be hugged. He gave a slight nod and I threw my arms around him.

I had tears streaming down my cheeks when I let go, "I'm glad you could come in time on such

short notice…" He waved his wand quickly before anyone would notice that my luggage was

missing. He then took my arm and we disapparated, when we appartated we were in Hogsmeade.

Moody watched me stare at the castle that I longed for while I was in America, "Whenever, you

are ready." He said softly. I took a step then he followed me all the way up to the castle.

I saw all the people and chairs, I sat in the front beside a young man holding the hand of a girl

younger then him. When Hagrid laid him on the stone I stood up and waked over to him.

Everyone watched me in silence, tears rolled down my cheeks as I said softly, "Sleep well,

Grandfather, and once you awake you will have the start of a new life." I gently kissed his cheek

then fixed his glasses as I continued, "I will miss you, take care of Mom." Everyone had listened

and after I had finished they started whispering. '…Grandfather?' 'Where was she during all that

had happened?' That last one I had answered I turned to the young woman holding the hand of

the man. "He sent me to America after my mother was murdered by Voldemort, because he knew

that Voldemort would stop at nothing to kill me." I then gave my grandfather one last look before I

ran off. Of course I thought Moody would follow me tell me that I need to speak on his behalf but

when I felt a soft grip on my shoulder I was startled to see the young man. "I am sorry for your

loss, but we all lost him. Not just you, please let me talk. I knew of his granddaughter but I thought

she didn't want to know him." I turned from him, I would have rather spoke to Mood then this

guy. "Listen to him, Kristina, he is just trying to help." I looked up and saw Moody forgetting all

about waiting for the nod, I threw myself on him crying. He rapped his arms around me tightly. "I

never got to say goodbye, Uncle Alastor! And I never got to tell him that…I loved him." Moody

just held me tighter while the young man stood there watching in shock.

"Come on, you need to say a few words about him." Moody said. I nodded, and let him lead me

back to my seat. I didn't listen to the man speaking about him. I had

heard a few words but none of them were the Albus I knew. I looked up when he said, "And to

say a few last words to her grandfather is; Kristina Dobson." I stood up and walked over to

where the man was standing then looked out at everyone. My eyes stopped on Harry and saw the

pain I felt in his eyes. Do this for Harry. I took a deep breath then let it out slowly, "The Albus I

knew was kind and I wont deny that he was a bit mad at times." I paused and everyone gave a

small laugh. "I was a child the last I saw him, but I have fond memories of the times we spent

together. I remember he brought me to this castle for a year, he let me sit beside him at the staff

table. Most people forget their childhood, but he made sure I would remember mine…" I

continued my speech talking about the real Albus Dumbledore. After I ended it I walked away

from everyone, but this time no one came after me. When I heard a song I thought, Fawkes. And

as I thought his name he appeared on my shoulder.

I smiled as I felt his warmth and heard his song, he knew that no amount of his tears could heal his

former owner and friend. After the song ended I still felt his warmth and touch, though he was

gone. I looked up and saw most people were gone, I stood and walked over to the one I was

suppose to talk to. "Hello, Harry. I know you don't know me, but you knew my grandfather and

he wrote all about you." When he looked up I saw his father, I jumped back. I uttered some

words but I just turned and ran off. I looked around for Moody when I couldn't find him I looked

for Hagrid. When I found him I tried to talk to him but he was too upset to hear what I was saying.

I then went to a tree that seemed harmless but when I was about to get closer someone pulled me

back. I turned and saw the young man, "Hello, Remus." He didn't smile or look at me the way he

use to. "You're still cross with me?" I turned back to the tree, it seemed all so familiar, "What

happened was a-" "A what, Kris? A mistake?" His voice sounded harsh but hurt. I turned to him,

"I did want to…but…" "Don't say it, just don't. I thought you-" "Mommy!" A little girl came

running, I turned and saw Moody following her a smile on his face. I hugged the small girl then

picked her up, "Unca Alastor came and gotted me from Grandpa's." "Did he now?" I asked

looking at Moody. "I thought you would want to-" Moody began but stopped when I gave him a

look. "Well…I best be off." He turned and walked off, I saw McGonagall walking towards us,

when she got to us she asked, "Who does this small child belong to?"

"Me. Do you think you could watch her for a bit…I…uh need to talk to Remus about something."

When she nodded I put the girl on the ground then whispered, "She is a friend of your great

grandfather, Lissy." The girl took McGonagall's hand then started asking questions about him.

When they got out of ear shot Remus asked, "Who is her father? And you're a mother?" "Well,

yeah. The real reason my grandfather sent me and my father to America wasn't just because of

Voldemort alone." I said quietly. "You still didn't answer my question. Who is her father?" "Do

the math, Remus. She's five, I'm nineteen." Remus fell silent as he thought, I watched as his eyes

widened. "You mean..? She's…mine?" "Yes, I was going to tell you when I found out but I made

the mistake of telling my grandfather first. I did love you Remus, I wanted to be with you."

"What's her name?" Remus asked watching her run around McGonagall. "Her name is Melissa.

She asks about who her father is every night, it hurts me when I hear her wish you were there

every year on her birthday."

Remus put his arm around me but jumped when he heard a soft gasp. He turned and muttered,

"Tonks." I turned as well and saw the young woman run off, "Go, Remus." "No. I have always

waited for the day you would come back." "Remus, at…at least explain this to her." Remus

nodded then walked after her, I watched him until he found her.