Later that day, Harry was making his way towards the dungeon for Potions class and he passed Professor McGonagall's office and overheard her talking to Miss Sims. He couldn't help but stop outside the door.

"Kristen," said Professor McGonagall. "It's so nice to see you back. I haven't heard from you since you left for New York."

"Well, I got busy out there," Miss Sims said. "I was working hard on my teaching degree and all but who would've thought a muggle would be teaching young wizards."

"Dumbledore likes to give everyone a fair chance and you are considered a friend to many wizards. You never broke your contract even when others did."

"But what I did was awful. Even if everyone says it wasn't really my fault."

"It's not your fault. You-Know-Who killed many people and took advantage of many wizards. You were just an innocent bystander."

"But I felt so helpless," Miss Sims said in a saddened voice. "I wish I could've prevented it. But I can't do magic!!"

"He's here you know," Professor McGonagall's voice changed.

"Yes, I saw him," Kristen said.

"You need to tell Harry what happened. You were there."

"I don't think I can. What I saw was too horrible."

"Ok," Ms. McGonagall said, "If you're afraid to tell him, then why did you come back here?"

"I'll tell you why," Kristen stood up and her voice became firm. "For years I thought that You-Know-Who's acts were the most horrific things I had seen but last September I saw a muggle act that makes his doings look like misdemeanors."

"I do know of the events of 'Nine-Eleven,'" Ms. McGonagall said.

"It's impossible not to know about that, but I was there and saw it first hand. I saw the planes slam into the towers, the towers crashing down, the pain and suffering and the worst part is I know if it had been wizards in that building you people would've done something about it but you can't help muggles because it's 'against the rules!!'" Miss Sims started to cry. Professor McGonagall walked around the table and hugged her.

"Kristen, listen," she said softly. "I don't think any amount of wizard magic could've stopped that tragedy from happening and no amount of magic can bring back those who died. All of us here knew about that tragedy in New York and I agree it made You-Know-Who's acts look petty."

Miss Sims calmed down. "Oh I know it's nobody's fault. It's just been a hard year for me. I'm starting to regret coming back here."

"It's been a hard year for us as well, " Professor McGonagall spoke again, "Along with the events in New York, you heard that You-Know-Who is back."

"I heard," Miss Sims said. "He's after Harry."

"That's why I think you should talk to Harry. Will you at least think about it?"

"Alright," Kristen said. "I have to go teach another class now but I'll talk to you later."

"Take care of yourself, Kristen." Ms. McGonagall said.

As Miss Sims exited the room, Harry ducked behind a statue. He saw Miss Sims head down the hall and pass Peeves the Poltergeist who shouted, "Hey half-breed!!" Ms. Gonagall looked from her door and sighed.

"Not a witch. Not a muggle. All she knows is what she is not," and closed her office door.

Harry emerged from behind the statue and stood in disbelief.

"Do I know her?" he thought. "Does she know something about my parents or Voldemort? What secret is she hiding? Now I definitely have to talk to Sirus about this."

Suddenly he looked at the clock and realized he only had two minutes to get to class. He would have to worry about Miss Sims another time.