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Misti was standing in front of the Great Hall, debating whether or not she should enter. As curious as she was, she wasn't sure if she wanted to talk to him just yet. Finally talking some sense into herself, she entered, gaining the remaining teachers' attention.

"Yes?" McGonagall inquired, though she already knew what, or who she was looking for.

"Um.. is.. is my dad in here?" McGonagall smiled. This was the first time she had actually called him dad in their presence and the fact that she actually wanted to talk to him was even better.

" He just left with Professor Dumbledore a few seconds ago." Remus finally said. He noticed how nervous she looked.

"Oh... thanks." The teachers quickly returned to their conversation after she left, though the subject had changed.

"So, do you think she's going to go talk to him?" Flitwick asked.

"Oh, she will. The question is, will she ask what she needs to. Is she even ready." The teachers nodded in agreement.

"Severus, are you alright?" McGonagall asked. Snape looked up with a look of shock on his face.

"Hmm? Oh, yes, fine. I was just thinking." McGonagall didn't look convinced.

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*Ok, you can do this. You deserve to know what's going on...* Misti continued trying to convince herself everything was just fine while walking to Dumbledore's office where they would surely be. To her luck, she got there all to quickly.

"Lemon drop." She said. A few steps up she stopped.

" I can do this. He's my father. No, he's my dad. Something I've been looking for since I can remember. You finally found someone who won't ignore you and that might actually care if you give him the chance. It's time to take that chance and make it work." With those last words of confidence, she made her way up the last steps and stopped in front of the door. She inhaled deeply and knocked.

"Come in" Dumbledore answered. As she suspected, Sirius was there as well. Both were now turned to her, waiting.

"I was looking for my dad. I needed to talk to him." The twinkle in his eyes seemed to brighten with that comment.

" Indeed you do. I think we all do. Please, sit." He motioned for her to sit. They sat in silence for just a few seconds, telling her that she was in for quite a talk.

"Misti, a few months ago you found out about who you really are. You met your father and learned a small portion of your background. Unfortunately there's far more to it than family. We were just discussing that we think it's time you learned a little more about yourself..." He paused to see her reaction. So far she seemed curious and interested. He continued.

"Misti, this is hard to explain, but your no ordinary witch, and you come from no ordinary family. Your mother was very unique indeed, and passed that uniqueness on to you. You see, long ago, there was a prophecy made concerning your mother's line. In short, it stated that a great evil would rise, and to counter it, all that is pure and good in the world would create a being full of power and wonder. This source of good was the only thing with ability to conquer that great evil. If that evil managed to corrupt the being, then it would become unstoppable and the world as we know it would end in darkness and pain."

"You know what that evil is, don't you."

"Voldemort." She replied. Over her time here she had heard many stories about him, including Harry's.

"Yes, and that pure being just happens to be a witch. A witch that just so happens to be sitting right in front of me." The two teachers now sat in silence waiting for her reaction.

"Well, now I've heard everything." A he had predicted, she reacted with sarcasm.

"Am I honestly supposed to believe that I am this all powerful being that's supposed to destroy the greatest tyrant in history? I mean, come on. I came up here to talk with my father seriously. No listen to a bunch of fairy tales." Dumbledore grinned slightly. *Just like her mother* he thought.

"Misti, give me a chance to explain. I know it's hard to comprehend. You have a power that takes time to develop. Now you and I both know exactly what I'm talking about. All your life, you've been searching for answers. To what, you don't know. You've always felt like you had a greater purpose. The people you grew up with always under-estimated you and you knew one day you'd show them, you just never knew how. Well here's your answer. Now are you willing to work with us?" Sirius was rather surprised at what he had just said, though he understood little of it. He looked at Misti and noticed that somehow, Dumbledore had hit a nerve.

"Fine, though I still have my doubts." Dumbledore smiled.

"Very well then. This will take time though, and patience. What I have just told you is nothing compared to what it's really like. A hard as it is to imagine, you determine this world's entire future, as well as the muggle world. The task ahead of you is greater than any ever set. That is all we can tell you for today, though I'm sure you'd like to talk to your father." She looked over at Sirius.

"You do understand you cannot mention this to anyone? The only people who know is, and Professors McGonagall and Snape. Not even Harry may know. Should your secret ever be discovered the results could be fatal. Voldemort has many spies, and even Hogwarts cannot prevent them." He paused and noticed she looked rather stressed, though she handled it very well.

" Well, if that is all I need to speak with a few teachers. Good day." With that Sirius left.

"Misti, if you need to talk, I am here. I understand that you are probably very confused right now, and it doesn't end here. The stress will only build." She sighed.

"Thank you." With that she left.

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Flitwick and Lupin had left to discuss his lesson plan and had left McGonagall and nape alone in the Great Hall. Sirius entered looking very stressed and worried.

"Well, she knows." Snape just shook his head.

"She's only 15. I don't know how you expect her to handle this on her own."

"She won't be alone. We're all here to help her with this. She's going to need all the help she can get."

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