Chapter One

"Are you serious grandpa" said Nicole Parker to Albus Dumbledore.

"Yes, you heard correctly, you and Dominique will be attending Hogwarts as assistant teachers", he told her.

"Oh wow, I can't wait to tell Dominique, so um what will we be âEteaching', if you will?" she asked.

"Wait a minute, what if we do something wrong, what if we aren't ready" she said frantically.

"Well seeing that your both 15, tutored you both myself, plus the mere fact that you both are on one level ahead of what u should be in, I think you'll do just fine" he responded calmly his eyes twinkling with delight as he saw his precious granddaughter laughing merrily.

"Does aunt molly know?" she asked him

"No, she doesn't " he responded

"I'll send her an owl right away then, oh I almost forgot, grandpa can I go to Diagon alley later on?" she asked him sweetly.

"Sure as soon as Dominique comes back from the library, which reminds me, why didn't you go to the library with her?" he asked Nicole.

"Well to be completely honest with you the only reason I even go to the library is to see if there are any cute guys to pull with, but I kind of gave up hope, no one would ever go out with me" she said sighing.

(pull British for hooking up)

He chuckled, "Nicole you are beautiful I haven't met one person who could ever resist your charm, that's including myself"he told her.

"Your suppose to say that, I have lived with you almost all my life, besides I'm ugly I...I will never have Dominique's lovely ebony hair, or her wild spirit"she said.

"Thank God for that , its enough work having to control one of her imagine two anyway come follow me,"he said leading her into the bathroom.

"Look into the mirror, she will never have your beautiful orange- red hair which you have inherited from your mum's side of the family, you should be proud of that, she will never have your crystal like blue- green eyes, and most importantly your heart, your heart is full of love and joy everyone loves you for your kindness"he whispered in her ear.

"Thank you grandpa, I'm going to write the letter to aunt Molly now" she said getting up to kiss dumbledore in the cheek and then running up the stairs to the owlery taking a piece of parchment and quill with her.

Dear aunt Molly, she wrote, I am writing to tell you that this year I will be attending Hogwarts as an assistant teacher. Isn't that great, now I can keep an eye on Ron for you Ha!. I'll be looking forward seeing you the day after tomorrow. Saturday at 9a.m. we agreed on right, yes I think it was, anyways I was kind of hoping on taking the Hogwarts express with Ron, Ginny, and the twins if you don't mind, of course. I am really excited I need a response, since September the 1st is on Monday maybe I can sleep over at the burrow. I can bring all my luggage. If not I completely understand. Anyway I'm really looking toward to Saturday.

Lots of love and kisses your delighted niece,

Nicole Parker

She scrolled up the letter and tied it to the foot of her owl, Cleo , to deliver.

She went back to her room where she laid on her tummy staring at the picture that she had of her parents.

It was their wedding picture. Her mum had her beautiful orange-red hair loose, and she was wearing a beautiful white dress outlined with flower petals. Her father looked handsome, he was wearing a black tux, his brown hair combed to the back, an his blue-green eyes twinkling with delight as he held his new bride in his arms. Besides this happy couple, were another happy couple. Both to end up with sad fates, Nicole thought. The other happy couple were the Potters. Lily Potter wearing a marvelous one strap lilac dress, and James Potter (hair as untidy as ever) holding Lily in his arms, eyes twinkling with joy. All four of them were waving at Nicole of course, as every picture in the magic world moved.

Dumbledore had told her that her parents were killed by an accident at work, she would then ask him how did that accident happen, but then he would get all quiet and would send her to bed.

Then one time she remembered asking him how he got to take care of her.

"Well" he had responded, "your parents had appointed James Potter as your godfather, but something drastic came up" he said that part especially uneasily. "So I went to your house myself to pick you up, you were so small, seven and a half months old. I took you to my home fed you some milk, and then you just made yourself at home" he had finished with a chuckle.

"But if aunt Molly is my mum's sister why couldn't she simply just taken me in doesn't that seem a bit more logical?" she had asked him.

He chuckled, "You are a very clever little girl Nikki, but you see those were very hard times, the Weasley's simply couldn't afford another child in their family" he said soothingly.

"Hmm I see what you mean I don't want to be a burden to aunt molly" she said quietly.

"No, no Nikki you aren't a burden on anyone if you ask me you are an angel sent from heaven not just to me but to the rest of your family, your aunt loves you and treats you like if your one of her own children, your uncle adores having you around he always asks for your advice because you are very wise even at the age of 11, your cousin's pray your in their side when they play quidditch, and most importantly Dominique and I need you" he finished.

"You know what your right" she said giggling. With that she had gone of to sleep.

Dumbledore always treated her like if she was his own daughter, yet he called her his granddaughter. She shook her head and scolded at herself for wondering off. She got up and started to brush her hair. She later laid down to take a nap. She was pretty soon awakened by Cleo nipping at her balcony door. She opened the door and let her in. The letter was from Ron.

Nicole great to hear from you, mum is a bit busy, so she asked me to respond for her I'm going to make this short I have to go to the library for a moment. Of course you can come with us to take the Hogwarts express. You can meet my friends and it'll be fun. So sure, mum says to make sure to ask Dumbledore for permission, Honestly! If it weren't for you I'd always think that teachers lived at school, I'd never thought they actually had a life. Anyway see you Saturday,

Ron