Daja Vu
Cloey entered the headmaster's office wearing her white paints and light, light blue t-shirt.
"You wanted to see me headmaster?" Cloey asked.
"Yes Cloey, come in. I see were wearing blue today." Dumbledore said.
"Yes, It was a bet that I should have never went into and now I'm stuck wearing something that's not white for a week. At least I don't have to wear anything but white." Cloey said. Cloey's tone surprisingly had a bit of winning in it.
"Yes good, that would be awkward seeing you not wear white. Now to the business at hand. As I'm sure you are clearly aware of, we are in need of a new Defense Agenst the Dark Arts Teacher." Dumbledore said.
Cloey knew were this was heading. "Professor didn't we have this talk before?" Cloey asked.
"Yes, I do believe so." Dumbledore said.
"Sir, I can't, It's not right." Cloey said.
"You don't except Cloey, then I'm afraid the Ministry would send in a teacher." Dumbledore said. "For I cannot get anyone to agree."
"Would that be so bad?" Cloey asked.
"They told me that Deloris Umberage would be happy to take the post." Dumbledore said.
Cloey remembered that she was at Harry's hearing and what Remus and Sirius had told her.
"But sir, I'm in the fifth year." Cloey pleaded. There was definite hint of winning.
"You are also the special one." Dumbledore said.
The Special One is the holder of all the powers in the world. The Special one is what keeps the world balanced. The Special one is between good and evil, can't be one or the other. Otherwise she couldn't keep the world in balance. The Special one comes from every 7th generation. The bloodline runs in with the first-born. If the line is ever killed or cut off then it's gone. Normally they are protected by the highest rank of people. The Special one is connected with the wolf population. So they are an ananimagus from the age of five. They can chance into a wolf. Based on the color they are attached too, then they will have that color of hair, clothes, and wolf's fur. Black and white is the rare of the colors. White is even more rare.
Cloey growled.
"I see that this upsets you." Dumbledore said.
"Well…yes. You know how hard it is to say no and you know how I hate when people get me to do things because of what I am." Cloey said.
"Yes, I'm quite aware, but I've heard nothing but bad things about Deloris Umberage. Cloey the Ministry isn't to happy with me." Dumbledore said.
"I know Professor, The minister is a fool. He's lucky I don't turn on him." Cloey said, now calm.
"Now Cloey…" Dumbledore was cut off.
"Fine." Cloey said.
"Pardon?" Dumbledore asked.
"I'll do the job." Cloey said.
"Thank you Cloey." Dumbledore said.
"Your welcome Professor." Cloey said.
"Aw, but now your professor as well Professor Crouch." Dumbledore said.
Cloey's eyes shut. The pain of losing her husband came to her.
"No. For one I would not be preferred that especially by friends. Secondly the pained of my husbands death last year still stings at the thought of his last name. So it's either Professor Cloey or just Cloey." Cloey said.
"I'm sorry my dear. Barty's death should not have been." Dumbledore said.
"The minister is really lucky I don't turn on him." Cloey said giving an evil death glare to nowhere in particular, as she let out a growl.
"Indeed. I do not wish for you to turn on them, but what Cornelius did was wrong to let that Dementor take Barty's soul. Is the rumors true about that certain Dementor?" Dumbledore asked.
"Probably. Yes I killed it and released Barty's soul and gave the others to other Dementors." Cloey said. She slowly came back to her normal calm self.
"Well my dear, I think you should be off." Dumbledore said.
"K. Bye sir." Cloey said standing.
"Bye Professor Cloey." Dumbledore said.
Cloey apparated back to her house. Once there, Cloey let out a groan. 'I can't believe I agreed.'