Chapter 1
A 14-year-old girl was playing with her 5-year-old sister.
"I'll get you and destroy you," replied the older girl as she crackled an evil laugh.
"No you won't. I call upon the forces of good. Be gone evil demon," shouted the younger girl. The older girl pretended to scream in agony, and fell to the ground. When she got up, she picked her sister up, and began to tickle her. Just then, their father came in.
"Aislin and Rebecca Malfoy, I am trying to do my work. Can you two be any louder," he asked sarcastically.
"Sorry dad," replied Aislin, the oldest. Her father closed the door, and the two girls were silent, but not for long.
"Want some ice cream Becky," asked Aislin. The younger girl nodded, and both raced off into the kitchen.
A young 30-year-old woman was looking through the want ads. Her search was about to be given up, that is, until a certain add caught her attention.
Governess/Nanny wanted to look after 5-year-old girl, and a 14-year-old as well.
Older daughter goes to Hogwarts, but needs to be looked after during vacation.
No experiences needed, but MUST be good with children.
Apparate to Malfoy manor.
Must set up an appointment.
'I can't believe that I'm doing this, but looks like I have no choice,' she thought to herself. Ginny Weasley was laid off from her work, when her department was closed. She wrote a note about the appointment, and tied it to Pig. She told him where to go, and he was off.
Aislin was in her room, quietly doing her summer homework. Suddenly, a small owl flew into her room. She couldn't even see him. When the owl finally calmed down, she noticed a note attached to his leg. She went over to him, and began to untie the letter. When she was done, she gave him some of the crackers that she was eating to him. Then, he flew off. Aislin opened the letter, read it, and excitedly ran to her father's office. When she got there, she politely knocked on the door.
"Who is it," asked the voice inside the room.
"It's me father. I have a letter about the governess position," answered Aislin. She opened the door, and found her father deep in his work. She walked up to his dresser, and left the letter there. She then quietly left the room, without disturbing her father.
A.N.: Well? How is it? This is my first Harry Potter fic in a long time. Read my other one, if you want. Please give me constructive criticism, and no FLAMES. Thanks.
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