For those who are interested this is a rewrite of chapter 1, even after posting the original I wasn't to happy with it. But thanks to a little muse (Thank You Nina), I deciding to go back and see if I could do any better. Hopefully this will be better.

Chapter 1

A soothing blend of yellows and reds the wavering flames created a playful display as they danced amongst the glowing coals; a gentle heat a by product of their gracefully movements. Resting within the confines of an old, yet comfortable armchair a silent figure seemed unfazed by the heat which played against their skin. With the golden haze of the fire playing over them the one in question looked with a fond gaze upon the open book which lay before them.

Looking upon the pages before them the one known as Albus Dumbledore couldn't prevent the smile which overcame him as took in the numerous images before him; a collection of pictures which forever captured the moment. Seeing the smiling faces and the occasional waves he was send Albus found it hard to believe so many years had pasted by, it seemed like only yesterday they'd been so carefree. Yet, even as thought gave to him another quickly replaced it, the harsh reality of the truth hitting him. The simple truth was that for many of those smiling, it was only in pictures like these and the memories of those that knew that they still existed.

"Reminiscing the glory days again?"

Brought out of his silent reverie by the humour laced voice that reached him Albus turned to the one who had joined him, a full smile gracing him as his blue gaze settled upon them. Meeting his gaze with a small grin Albus's companion stood within the room's doorway, a blue veined china tea set resting upon the silver tray they held. Watching as the fire's light revealed his companions form Albus couldn't help the swell of pride he felt as he waited for them to join him.

A respectable height of 5ft 6ins, Elizabeth Langdon was a woman many would call a natural beauty. Framing her elegant form soft auburn curls fell to her waist, their reddish tint only enhancing her emerald eyes. Having traded her usually jeans and top for robes of leaf green Albus once again saw the strong resemblance she had to her mother; although she had inherited her father's temperament she had taken after her mother in looks.

Accepting the tea offered to him Albus immediately picked up on the delicate fragrance that drifted up from his cup, a quick taste only confined his superstitions. With just enough taste so it wasn't to over powering Albus had yet to meet anyone who could make Jasmine tea the way Elizabeth did; a technique she had perfect after discovering it was a drink he was quite fond of. With a comfortable silence settled between them Albus found himself thinking about recent events, old fears filling him as he looked upon the one opposite him.

With no family of his own Albus had always treated her mother like a daughter, while she in turn had looked to him as a father. When Elizabeth was born Albus had been happy to become her Godfather, a role he was happy to take. Little did he know that years later he would eventually become the only family Elizabeth had; barely days after her ninth birthday and he was suddenly faced with the task of raising a child. Although they had had their ups and downs Albus could say with pride that Goddaughter had become a remarkable woman, one both he and her parents could be proud of.

Remembering the reason behind her parent's deaths Albus couldn't bear the idea that Elizabeth should befall the same fate, although he couldn't be sure it wasn't a risk he wanted to take. It wasn't only that Elizabeth possessed a rare gift hardly heard off in the wizarding world, but she surpassed many of those who had been known to have it; even her own mother who had been well known. Yet, even with that incentive alone Albus knew there was enough advantage that could be played against him; the mere fact that she was his Goddaughter would be the perfect tool for Voldemort to use against him.

Especially considering the fact that Albus was one of the people standing between him and Harry, the one person Voldemort would most surely want to get his hands on. Having discussed the matter in great length with Minerva the two had finally come up the perfect solution, one that would protect both individuals. Not only would Elizabeth be in a place were they could keep an eye on her, but she would also prove a great aid in keeping Harry safe.

None the only matter left to deal with was to explain the idea to Elizabeth herself and see if she would agree to the proposal. Despites the few worries he had Albus had a sneaky feeling it wouldn't be to hard convincing her to agree, after all the idea had always appealed to her. Deciding there was no time like the present to brooch the subject Albus took a final sip of his Jasmine tea before beginning the task before him.

To Be Continued