I had gotten a letter over the summer from Professor Dumbledore, the new headmaster of my school, giving me a few options on how I could do my seventh and final year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. One option was to teach Arithmancy. I turned that option down because my explaining skills aren't all that great. Another option was to not attend my last year. I love Hogwarts too much to do that. The last idea seemed best suitable for me. I was to watch a few boys while their mother taught Arithmancy and I would be taking a few classes that are available to a select few. You're probably wondering what the heck i'm talking about. Well, I've taken and aced every class that was available for all students at Hogwarts. At the moment I am in my dad's car, on my way to King's Cross, the train station that has the Hogwarts Express. Yes, I get to ride a train to school, it's awesome!

It was a silent ride to King's Cross. My mum and dad, Joelle and Steve, know it's pretty useless trying to get my attention for a split second when I'm thinking. Only one person's been able to bring me back from wandering around in my mind. And that was my little brother, Scott. He's about nine and a half years younger than me, making him seven. When he was four he started calling me stister instead of sister and it was so cute I never tried to correct him, to this day he still calls me stister.

After a while longer I heard Scott say "Stister...Stister...get out of your mind already!"

"I left my mind a few seconds ago Scott. What did you want?"

"We're here." he simply stated and pointed out the window to the train station.

"Thanks" I said ruffling his hair,

"Hey!"

"Hi."I said to annoy him as my dad puled into a parking spot.

"I'll go get a trolley for your stuff, Carlee."

"Ok dad." After I said that I got my trunk out of the trunk while my brother got out and my mum got Crysta, my orange striped, short haired kitten. I've had her for a little over six weeks. My dad came back with a trolley a few seconds later, we put my trunk on and when I grabbed Crysta, she decided to lye on my head. Since my hands were free I got to push the trolley. On the way to my platform, Platform nine and three-quarters, my mum was asking all the typical mum questions when their child is about to go somewhere for a long time without them. When we got to Platform nine and three-quarters we said all of our goodbyes and I told my mum that id I forgot anything that she could owl it to me. She got all teary-eyed and gave me one of her famous bear hugs. When she let me go I said my love you's and final goodbyes. I walked through the brick barrier to see a gorgeous scarlet steam engine with the words Hogwarts Express in gold lettering. Platform nine and three-quarters was full of students, their pets, and their families; as always. And probably for the last time i smiled at the sight before me. I went to put my trunk on the train and then I headed in to find Professor Dumbledore and Professor weasley. Once I was inside the train Crysta decided to walk instead of continuing on with the ride I was giving her for free. Niether professor is there, I look at my watch and see that I'm fifteen minutes early. So, I take out my wand, a beautiful ten and a half inch cherry wood wand with ashes of a unicorn hair core which was exposed to the moon for one full cycle before actually making the wand, and I summoned my small bag from my trunk. The bag held a pen, some lemon drops, my notebook, and a small ball of yarn. The ball of yarn was enchanted to speed off in different directions. When I tossed it on the floor Crysta started pouncing onit and clawing it and all the normal kitten stuff. While I took out my notebook and oen to continue writing my untitled story. So far, I have about sixty pages filled up. When I write I feel as if I'm the character, not the author/narrator. A knock on the door brought me out of my story. The knock also caused my head to have an orange kitten attached to it.

"Come in." After I say this a plump woman with short curly red hair walks in followed by three boys. The first looked to be about three or four, the second looked like he could be old enough to start Hogwarts soon, and the last boy came in after shutting the door, he looked to be six or seven.

"Hello. You must be Carlee Johnson. Right?"

"Hello. Yes Ma'am, that's me. Are you Professor Weasley?"I answer the woman.

"Yes, while we are waiting for Professor Dumbledore let me introduce you to my children."

"Sounds good to me."

"Ok. The little boy who's playing shyright now is Percy. This is charlie." she said pointing to the last boy who entered, he had already taken a seat as did the older looking boy, "And that leaves us with my eldest, Bill."

"It's nice to meet you all. My name's Carlee and this little furball on my head is Crysta." Bill and Charlie said their hello's and nice to meet you too's while Percy was still hiding behind Professor Weasley.

"Professor Dumbledore has told me so much about you."

"Really?" I asked a little suprised.

"Oh, yes. He says you speak fondly of your younger brother and cousins." Which was true, I would talk about almost anything with him, he is like a grandfather to me. I told him how I would sometimes watch my baby (second) cousins so my cousin could have a break for a little while and some funny stories that happened to my little brother and other things that were happening in my life, I wouldn't be rude, so of course I asked to hear about his life as well, and I've learned some very interesting things.

"That's one of the reason's I can trust you with my kids." The new professor said pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Professor Dumbledore has also told me about you. About how good of a mother you areand of how nice a person you are and many other things."

"Really? How nice of him, I'm flattered."

"No need to be, I was just telling her the truth." A new voice entered the conversation.

"Hello, Professor Dumbledore. How are you?"

"Hello Albus."

"Hello Molly. Hello Carlee, I'm fine, but I could go for a lemon drop. How are you?"

"I'm good and I could go for a lemon drop right about now as well." I said then pulled out the lemondrops from my bag and offered some to everyone. After making sure with Mrs. Weasley that it was alright if her children had one, they all took one except for Percy, he was too shy to take one from my hand, so I asked Mrs. Weasley to ask him if he wanted one, he did so I gave her one to give to him. After the lemon drop had been popped in his mouth Dumbledore spoke.

"Now, let's get down to why I wanted you to meet us here."

"Ok." I said giving Professor Dumbledore my full attention.

"Professor Weasley has a new a ddition to her family due to arrive sometime in May. If we can't find a suitable substitute for her class we were hoping you would teach until we find one."

"First of all, congrats Professor Weasley. And second, sure."

"Thank you"

"I have one more thing to discuss before i leave you. We are trying out a new subject, art, it'll have all different types of art; poetry, painting, drawing, writing, acting, and much more. Would you like to have art put on your schedule?"

"Oh, yes sir!!" I replied quicky and joyfully. In case you wondering, I LOVE art!!! It doesn't matter which type, I still love it. After that Professor Dumbledore said his goodbyes and left with a pop. Who was soon followed by Professor Weasley. She wanted to tell me a few things about their lunch. She had already packed their lunches, but if they wanted some sweets they could get one and only one thing and only after they finished most, perferably all, of their lunch. The rest of the train ride was used to get to know the boys. And Percy was finally warming up to me.