As thunder crashes and rain pours in sheets outside, very few poeple were able to get any sleep. Minerva sat awake in her bed that night reading by wandlight. her long wavy brown locks of hair flow gently over her shoulders and down her back. silver streaks ran ever so slightly through it as she read one of her new spell books. Another loud crash sounded outside; however, this was not thunder. It sounded like something hit the window. Minerva sat up straight and looked out her window. all she could see was darkness due to the rain. quickly threw on her night robes and ran barefoot down the hallway and down the flight of stairs and outside.

Minerva looked around diligently as she got soaked. almost nothing was visible and she was about to give up and label it as a figment of her imagination. But just then, something caught her eye. *Is it? no it couldn't be* she thought. "Kitzune?" she called quite loud as almost nothing was audiable in the storm. Minerva ran towards the body to see if she was still breathing. A very careful glance rang it true... she was breathing. *Oh my good lord, she's alive... after all these years... i could have sworn...* minerva picked up the very frail woman as if she was nothing and made her way quickly back to the castle.

The woman's long wavy raven hair draged slightly on the ground as minerva made her way. Her body was pale as parchment and her ribs were visible through her soaked robes. blood made a slight trail in the rain that wasnt noticable until she made her way inside. Minerva carried her up to the sixth floor in hospital wing where madame pomphery was checking on the sick students. she looked up and gasped.

"Here, take her into my private corders. I'll start a fire, Minerva, undress her and cover her in some dry blankets." Minerva nodded and scurried off to the room just beyond the wing. she lay her on the couch next to the fire and covered her with a wave of her wand. Madame pomphery took out some bandages and began to tend to her grave wounds.

"What do you think happened to her?" Minerva inquired.

"I'm not quite sure, but she seems to have taken quite the beating. Minerva, do you think this is Kitzune? she bears a very strong resemblance."

"Yes, I got the same impression. But how can that be when she was believed to be dead for over thirty years?"

"some miracles do happen minerva... But in order to be this young she'd have to be..."

"a sorceress... that she is. she told me when we were in school... i swore to secresy. no one else knew."

"That would explain that but she was missing off of the map for a long time to show up now..."

"Well... i believe that will show itself in due time..."

A few weeks later Kitzune was released from Hospital Wing. She wore new robes... her long raven hair cascaded down to her thighs in long waves like the ocean. her eyes were of icy blue as she gazed at the floor. she walked down to the dungeons ever so silently as her golden robes with a red phonix on the back draged delicatly behind her. her feet were bare and her footsteps were quiet and sure. her movements were as if she were as graceful as a swan but as potent as an assasin. she moved ever so silent but ever so quickly down to Serverus's office. she knocked on the door and Serverus awnsered with a growl, which turned quickly into an expression of utmost surprise.

"Hello Serverus... may I come in?" Kitzune said. her voice sounded like the meadow lark on the first day of spring. full of life, but it pierces the very soul.

"Yes." he guestured her inside to take a seet on his couch next to him. "How have you been Kit?"

"Well enough." She guestured to herself. "You could have prevented alot of this you know..."

"And I'm extremely sorry... I.."

"It doesn't matter, Serverus... What's done is done. you ow me nothing and i ow you the same. a clean slate, yes?"

"Yes, i do think that is nesessary... but how did you survive?"

"Does it really matter?" "Kitzune raised an eyebrow.

"No... i guess not... im so sorry..."

"Clean slate.. nothing prior to this moment happened between us never existed..." Serverus nodded in agreement. "The main reason I'm here is that Albus requested that i help with your class... although I have reason to believe he wanted to make sure someone keeps an eye on me... i suggest you do not." With that she turned on her heel and walked off to the potions pantry.

She picked up eye of newt, dragon scales, and griffin's beak. she walked to the potions classroom and began to dysect the eye of newt and only put the iris in the coldrin. then she minced the rest and put it aside. she gently slipped the dragon scales into the potion and minced the griffin's beak and also added it. then she stirred the potion with a wave of her hand right three times and then a left, mean while adding the rest of the eye of newt. the potion in the cauldrin turned a bright, sparkly gold. she put it into a vile which fit perfectly. then she drank a sip of it and flasked the rest in the pocket of her robes.

she left some gold on serverus's desk with a note which clearly read in scrawly hand writing:

Serverus,

I have used some of your potion ingreedients... don't blame the students, and i have paid you for them, more than enough to replace them.

Thank you,

Kitzune Yorokobi

As 1st year students began to file into the classroom, they stared curiously at the malnurished woman, but she pretended not to notice. Serverous stood up and began to pace as he began his normal first year rant about dunderheads and picking out the people he would pick on. meanwhile, kitzune was also survaying the class, but for something all different. She was actually looking through the students, almost into their souls. Their essence of thier being... the strongest form of true divination only available to a sorceres animagus.

there was a rather small class this year for first years. there was:

Natali Gonzalus: Ravenclaw... purple aura... brave, but shy

Benjamin Longbottom: Nevel's son... yellow aura... clumsy hufflepuff

Fred Jr. Weasly: Ron and hermione's son... twin of George Jr. Weasly... orange aura... miscivious. gryfindor

George Jr. Weasly: Orange aura.. .mischivious. griffendor

Regina Chang: Cho's daughter slytherin black aura... dark personality hidden by others.

Regina noticed Kitzune looking at her and thought: *why is she staring at me? wait.. not at me, through me...* she turned to Ben and whispered, "Who is she, do you know?"

"No... but I think she's here for dumbledore."

"I get an odd vibe from her."

"I dont she's just daydreaming i guess..." Serverus noticed them whispering back and forth and instentaniously scolded them.

"Mr Longbottom and Ms. Chang... do you have anything useful to contribute to class or shall I offer detention on your first day of school?" They both shrank back into their chairs and didnt say a word after.

It was midnight, and Kitzune wanderes the halls of hogwarts in a very flimsy and fluent white gown, bare feet and her hair down. Outside was very calm and full of stars. A new moon filled the sky. she wandered down the hall on the fouth floor and touched a place where there was clearly a solid wall, however it rippled at her touch like a jelliton or a very ticklish person. she wandered through it and found herself in a meadow full of wildflowers and a clear view of the nightsky... although it was clear she was inside. she wandered on through a very long, almost endless ravine. then she was near a door which was locked. enchanted.

She muttered a few words under her breath, but was unable to open it. slightly weakened by the experiance, she started back. her sillowette looked like that of a ghost if you did not know better. she walked back down to the dungeons where serverus was up at ungodly hours.

she knocked softly on the door in case he was sleeping. he opened the door and his jaw dropped to the floor. it didn't even phase her. she didn't intend to tease, but her outfit was far from adiquet to walk the halls in. however, she was covered. Serverus guestured her in and smiled gently.

Kitzune sat on his couch. "Serverus, i have something i have to tell you."

"Alright, I'm listening..." he said as he gently sat next to her, desperetly trying to keep contact with her eyes.

"I know that to everyone's understanding the dark lord is dead correct?"

"Mmmhm."

"Well, he's still alive. that is where i have been for the past thirty years... I picked up his aura and i followed it. It turns out there is still at least one more horcux out there. the only problem is that no one knows where or what it could be." Serverous looked shocked.

"Bbbbb but how can this be?"

"Whatever he has his horcux in, must not have any idea it is a horcux."

"I see.. so you think this is a human being...?"

"correct. i have very good reason to believe it is. and i really need to reasurch this theory; however this will take time, very precious time and it could be too late. he could very easily make more once he is fully regenerated and i'm afraid he is very close."

"Just a feeling?"

"well, he caught me spying on him, for i did find him for a time, and i bearly escaped with my life and i had to lie low for some time so he wouldn't know i was still alive, but that may have cost us precious time that we needed."

"What do you meen by we?"

"Only i have the ability to pick up his aura..."

"so what does that have to do with me?"

"If he is arisen then he will call to his followers and i know you bear the mark."

"i see, but he knows i do not carry complete loyalty to him..."

"But he keeps you anyways because you serve useful..."

"So you want me to spy and be a double agent...?"

"Correct... this way we may be able to save everyone..."

"Why do i sense there is more...?"

"There is a door i can get to in the castle that no one else can get to, however i cannot open it... i have a feeling that the horcux is possibly in there or at least something that can lead us there..."

"and you think i can?"

"No, but i think if you spy for a while, you may be able to figure out if whatever is behind this door is usefull enough even to pursue while i still look for a way to get in... it is said that there are many secrets to the castle that cannot be seen but only by one ... this is one of them... but i must get in... this has something to do with me, but i dont understand why... Also, Harry is dead... i could not reserect him like i did Albus, because he died of natural causes... im sorry."

"So, now we wait?'

"And reasurch... i will resurch spells and components and such... you will keep an ear out for any whispers... i will go to diagon alley tomarrow so you will have to keep an eye on the class yourself..."

"I will do that... but Kitzune?"

"Yes serverus?"

"Do you still have... "

"What, feelings for you? Like i said, whatever we had before is done.. clean slate.. besides im too old for you."

"How old are you really?"

"It's horrible to ask a lady's age."

"Yes but.."

"98,673,274 years old."

"How is that possible for you?"

"Im a sorceress serverous... no one is to know... i am as they say almost immortal.. i can still die by any means except for age."

"But you only look thirty!"

"Yes and for your information I can still do anything a thirty year old can do... now good night serverous... and i do strongly suggest you get some sleep and you dont repeat that to a single soul."

With that she walked up and finaly went to sleep...

To be continued in the next chapter...