Chapter 1: The Proposition

I had never thought of myself as different from anyone else. Sure, I had become the Elite Four Champion at a young age and tried my best to collect as I could, but that's what every kid wants right?

It's been almost seven years since I became the Elite four Champion. Life's been pretty normal I guess. I still live in Vaniville Town with my mother and right next door to Calem, one of my closest friends. But it wasn't until one July afternoon that my completely normal life was turned upside down.

I had just come back from another challenger and was putting my bag down by the front door when I smelled something in the kitchen. My mother's homemade cookies…

"Mom," I called, "I'm home."

"I'm in the kitchen Serena."

I slipped off my shoes and walked into the kitchen to find my mother sitting at the table with an older man. He was wearing deep purple robes that draped down to the floor with glasses that only covered half of his sparkling blue eyes.

And he had a beard…a really, really long beard.

"This is Albus Dumbledore," my mom said, "this is Serena Mr. Dumbledore."

"Do you guys know each other," I asked as I walked over to the small table and sat between my mom and the old guy.

"No we do not, my dear," Dumbledore said, "I am actually here to speak with you. I have a proposition for you."

"What kind of proposition?"

"You see, my dear, I'm the headmaster of an elite boarding school. However, the boarding school isn't anywhere near your current home."

"Well, where is it?"

"It's not located in this world. It's in another world, filled with witches and wizards. My students are young witches and wizards learning how to control their powers."

I looked at his skeptically. Was this guy serious, or was old age just getting to him? "You expect me to believe that you come from some different world that has witches and wizards?"

"Serena," my mom warned.

"I don't expect you to believe me, but, if you don't mind me asking, how do you suppose I got here?"

"I don't know, maybe you used a Pokémon that knows Teleport. But what would I do at a school filled with witches and wizards. Last I checked I had no magical powers."

"That may be," Dumbledore began, "but I have a special place for you at my school."

"What would I possibly know about that would benefit witches and wizards? Really, the only thing I know a lot about would be…" I paused before looking up at Dumbledore, "you want me to teach them about Pokémon?"

Dumbledore smiled, "that was the plan."

I looked up at him, bewildered. "How am I going to teach them about Pokémon when they haven't grown up with them? Do you know how long it would take to go through the basics alone?"

"I trust your judgment."

I looked at him, puzzled now. It was surprising to see such trust for someone that he had just met. "You know you're taking a huge risk…"

He nodded. "I know. But I have faith that you'll be able to teach them something that will help them in the future." By this time, my mother had slipped away, presumably to clean or read somewhere.

I sighed, "I guess it's worth a shot. So, what do you want me to do?"

"The course is called The Care and Handling of Pokémon. You'll teach them how to care and be responsible for Pokémon."

"And I'm allowed to do whatever I want in the class?"

"Simply inform me of what you plan to do in your class for the year. Other than that, yes. You can do whatever you would like in the class."

"And I get to punish the students as I see fit?"

"As long as it's within reason."

"Can I have an assistant?"

Dumbledore thought for a moment before nodding. "Yes you can. Although, I would like to meet him first."

I leaned back in my chair and smiled. "You've got yourself a deal Mr. Dumbledore."

He returned my smile with one of his own. "Glad to hear it. Now, who's the assistant that you would like to have?"

"You're in luck, he lives next door," I said, standing from my chair, "he should be home."

Dumbledore followed me to the door. Slipping on my shoes, I called back to my mom that I was going to introduce Dumbledore to Calem. As I opened the door, I saw Calem on the other side of the open door with his hand raised.

"Well," Calem said, lowering his hand, "I guess great minds think alike."

I smirked, "you have a great mind?"

Calem rolled his eyes and walked past me toward Dumbledore, "my name's Calem."

Dumbledore smiled and shook his hand, "Albus Dumbledore. Please to make your acquaintance."

"He's the one I was telling you about," I piped in when they let go of each other's hand.

"So this is the one that you would like to have as a teaching assistant?"

Calem looked between Dumbledore and myself. "Teaching assistant? You're gonna be a teacher?"

"It's a long story but yes. I'm going to be teaching Mr. Dumbledore's students about Pokémon and I was wondering if you wanted to help me."

Calem was silent for a minute before he nodded. "Sure, I'll go with you. Of course, I'd have to let my mom know, but she should be fine."

"Then it's decided," Dumbledore said with a smile, "the both of you will teach the students of Hogwarts about Pokémon. Would a week be enough to gather all of the supplies that you need in order to teach?"

I nodded, "yeah, a week should be good enough for me to get all of my Duckletts in a row."

"Should be good for me too," Calem confirmed.

Dumbledore nodded, "then I shall be back in a week's time. Until then." With that, he walked out the front door and then disappeared. Calem looked at me and then looked back at where Dumbledore was when he disappeared. "You have a lot of explaining to do."

"Yeah," I said, still trying to process what just happened, "I know."

So this is the first chapter of the revised version of Harry Potter and the Pokémon Professors. Please let me know if you guys like this version better or would find this less confusing than the original version. The basic plot will be the same as the original, but there will be less professors to keep track of. Thank you so much guys! : )