It didn't take long for the headmaster to suddenly appear outside the institute.

He apparated in a small secluded spot just inside the gate and casually strolled in. No one stopped him. In fact, no one seemed to notice him at all.

Dillusionment Charm, I thought.

I waited for him to knock on my door before opening it.

He stood there in his eccentric robes with a smile on his face.

I just stared at him, hoping for him to start talking. I would start the conversation, but unfortunately my people skills are rusty.

"Hello, Aceline, I am-"

"I know who you are.", I interrupted. As I said. Rusty.

"Ah. If you know who I am then you may already know why I am here."

Not responding I just narrowed my eyes. He may be getting me out of here, but that's not going to make me forget that he knew I was in here. He had known for two years that I was stuck here and completely sane and didn't bother to help me. And all of a sudden he needs something done and he swoops in to save me like some manipulative hero.

"May I come in?"

I stepped to the side as an invitation.

He strolled in without hesitation, not even fazed by my glare.

"It seems you already know of the wizarding world?"

I just stared.

"Well, I am here to-"

"No you're not. You're here cause you need my help."

He just stared at me before smiling sadly.

"It seems you know a lot more than you let show.", he said.

"You could say that. You could also say that you had no idea where I was this entire time. But I wouldn't believe you."

I glared again, but this time I let my eyes meet his.

He took a sharp intake of breath. I know what he saw. Silver. The eyes of a true Ivonne.

I had seen what he would ask of me and I knew that if I didn't agree, darkness would snuff out the light in the end. He was here to ask me a favor. He wants me to protect Harry. Of course I would agree. That boy may not know it, but more people than he thinks wants him dead.

"I know why you are here. And I'll protect him. But not for you. I will do it for him and all the people who will die if he does not survive."

He stood baffled. I am not what he was expecting it would seem.

He probably expected a little girl who was weak willed due to her time alone. I am not weak. My suffering just made me stronger.

"It would seem you are very knowledgable. Many of your caretakers are under the impression-"

"That I am brain dead? Mentally challenged? Don't tell me you believed them.", I interrupted.

"I knew you are not what you seem."

"Looks like I'm not the only one with some brains.", I quipped.

I couldn't help it. He was trying too hard to be nice when we both know he was wary of me. And we both also know that he wouldn't let me within a mile of Harry without him knowing where my loyalties lie.

"Alright let's get outta here.", I say moving toward the door, getting impatient to be out.

He stayed where he was for a moment, baffled. As though he hadn't processed my words.

"Well?", I prompted.

"Miss Andrade-"

"My name is Ivonne.", he really only had himself to blame. If he had gotten me out two years ago I would have better manners.

"Miss Ivonne, how much of our world do you know of?"

I cocked my head to the side. How much did I know? There must be more to the wizarding world than Hogwarts, right? Now that I thought about it I didn't know much that didn't involve the wizardly school.

"I know a lot of things, but I also have a lot to learn.", I said.

"Do you know of the activities that will be occurring at Hogwarts this school year?", he asked me.

I started to get excited. I had been there when there were discussing the tasks and the thought of dragons had me giddy. I had never thought that I'd be there to see them though.

"The tournament? Of course! Are there really going to be dragons?!"

I had forgot for a moment that I was angry with the old wizard and he looked baffled by my sudden change in attitude.

He seemed a little more at ease now that my eyes weren't a cold silver and back to their original light filled grey.

He gave me a soft smile and replied, "Yes there will be dragons."

I smiled the largest smile I had in years. Actual dragons. I snapped out of my daze when he started talking again.

"This year Hogwarts will be hosting said tournament. And I believe it is not the best idea. But the minister was adamant in his decision. I can't help, but feel that there will be more to this tournament than friendly rivalry. Harry has been put in danger too many times in the past three years and I believe this year he will need someone to help him more than ever. It seems you already know of what I came to ask of you. And it is quite obvious that you have already decided to help him. But my question now is, are you willing to go against your father in the near future?"

That took me by surprise. I knew who my father was. But it took a lot of searching into the past. Many thing I tried to bring to the surface were just too far buried. But some thing I had managed to recover. Sadly, who my father is, was one of those memories.

I hated my father more than anyone else. He destroyed lives. He murdered Harrys parents. He created a fear in people and used it to manipulate them in disgusting ways.

"I am nothing like my father. Trust me when I say I am an Ivonne. And he is everything that I am against."

I met his eyes for the second. Letting him see the sincerity that floated in front of my thoughts and through my words.

He gave me a nod saying he believed me.

He stood up with a flourish and straitened out his robes.

With a clap of his hands he said,"Well, now that that's settled, we should be off."

I had already had my stuff packed. Of course it wasn't much. Some sweatpants and a few t-shirts along with a couple books I had snagged over the years from the lady at the front desk.

With a smile on my face and I ratty rucksack over my shoulder, I exited my room for the last time and couldn't be happier about it.

We walked through the halls unnoticed. When we walked out the front doors I tilted my head up to the sun that was just peaking through the clouds.

I hadn't bothered to go outside in months and my pale skin was soaking up the warmth with vigor.

We eventually walked down a secluded alley.

"We are going to be apparating to our destination.", he said while holding out his elbow towards me.

I had hear the term apparition many times, but I had never seen it in person and was intrigued.

I took his elbow and held my breath. Not knowing what to expect.

The next thing I knew everything went black, I was pressed very hard from all directions, I couldn't breathe, there were iron bands tightening around my chest, my eyeballs were being forced back into my head, my ear-drums were being pushed deeper into my skull.

By the time the crazy experience stopped I was gasping for air. Reading about it and experiencing it are two completely different things.

I quickly gathered my bearings and looked around. I had seen this place on a few different occasions when I would watch over Harry and his friends.

Hogsmeade.

Dumbledore led me to The Three Broomsticks.

"You'll be staying here until school starts on September first. In a few weeks either me or one of your professors will take you to Diagon Alley where you will retrieve your wand and school supplies. On September first you will ride the Hogwarts Express with the other students. Remember, you are to be just like any other student."

I just nodded along.

After his little rant we walked into the dinner/inn and he led me right over to the stairs.

The pretty blond behind the counter gave me a smile. Not even wondering why I was there.

Dumbledore must have tipped her off that I was coming, I thought.

We stopped in front of the door at the end of the hall. He unlocked the door and gestured for me to enter.

I walked in and studied my surroundings. It was cozy and comforting. Not something I was used to.

"I will see you on September first, miss Ivonne. I hope you enjoy your stay.", he said while handing me the keys.

I just waved him off. After he shut the door I flopped down on the bed with a sigh.

September first was too far away.