Disclaimer: I do not own any of JKR's characters, I only own my own…Yeah well anyway I am not making any money out of this fan fiction…It is just for fun. I hope you all enjoy it and please RR, I have just become a Harry Potter fan and I hope that my FF is good enough. By the way I know the title of the FF really sucks but right now I am listening to Metallica's "Nothing Else Matters" and it just seems to fit it well. So anyway enjoy!

"Aubrey, Lilly and James are dead! Voldemort killed them! The only survivor was Harry, oh that poor baby boy Harry!"
 
            Aubrey Cerowin awakened with a jolt. She didn't quite know why she had awoken so abruptly; she felt that maybe it had something to do with her nightmare. Actually she knew it had something to do with her nightmare, every time she had awoken in the early morning hours it always had something to do with the same nightmare she had been having over and over again. She got out of bed and walked over to her balcony doors, she turned the knobs and threw them open. A strong breeze blew through and rustled the curtains that were hung over the balcony doors. Aubrey walked out onto the balcony and folded her arms across her chest, trying to keep herself warm. She leaned against the railing of the balcony and looked out at the scenery. The sky was dark, but not just because it was nighttime but also because it looked as though it might storm.

            "When are these dreams going to stop?" Aubrey asked herself with a certain amount of torture detected in her voice. She ran a slender hand through her long, blonde, curly, hair. She then noticed it; her hair was drenched in sweat. She knew why the dream was affecting her so much, but why now? Thirteen years later as she was only the age of thirty-three. "I need a vacation." Aubrey said to herself as she then turned and went back inside to her bedroom. It was there that she saw it; a beautiful snow-white owl was perched on her dresser. It had been forever since she had gotten owl post seeing as how she had given up witchcraft and had settled in America. Aubrey went over to this owl and inspected it, in its beak; it held a straw colored envelope with no stamp. Aubrey took it from the owl and inspected it. She knew just by the envelope, where it came from. Aubrey looked at the front center of the envelope and read the name on it.

"Miss Aubrey Madison Cerowin
324 Avenue Drive
Boston, Massachusetts,
02113-1143"

Aubrey delicately opened the letter and it read this;

               Dear Miss Cerowin,

                                                Hogwarts Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry is in need of a Defense Against The Dark Arts Teacher. Our previous professors have not been up to the challenge, after looking over your credentials we feel that you have what it takes to be one of the best professors thus far. So please send word by our owl whether or not you accept the position you have been offered. If you have accepted then we will see you at Seven PM here on September 1st at our academy.

Sincerely Yours,

Professor Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress

'Oh.' thought Aubrey; she then said to herself, "I can't believe that they want me to teach this class…Well what choice do I have?" Aubrey sat down at her desk and took out a piece of parchment from a locked compartment in her desk as well as a quill pen. She began to write her reply;

   Dear Professor McGonagall,

                                                                                It is with great pleasure that I accept your job offer. Mind you, I haven't practiced magic in almost thirteen years but I am sure that I am not as rusty as I once thought I was. I will do my best, please give my regards to everyone and tell Professor Dumbledore that I look forward to working with him as well as all of you. Thank you for this opportunity.

                                    Sincerely,
                         Aubrey Madison Cerowin

Aubrey folded the letter in thirds and put it in an envelope. She then gently patted the back of the owl's body and handed him the letter. He put it in his beak and then flew out of the room and into the night sky. Aubrey slowly walked to the balcony and followed the owl with her eyes. She hoped in her heart that she was doing the right thing, in her gut however she couldn't shake the feeling that things were about to change. Now whether they were for the best or not, she didn't know. She only had four weeks left until she was to find out.