A/N- I am so sorry I took so long. Even Miss Natalie was getting impatient, ; P. Even though I should seriously be working on a story that's due in less than a week that I've barely started on for English.. Sorry Ms. Bond. I couldn't help getting this down.

Slytherin RULES!!!!

Nytd- Thanks. I hadn't heard of that. Keep working on AHN.

Natalie- Hey, even you were getting impatient. And my favorite word is somewhere in this chapter. Can you find it?

Listerine Person- Where in the world did you get that SN? Left foot sock (

Liz- Hmmm. Harry potter and the Cursed Jello. Red or orange?



Confessions and Interruptions********



Mr. Scots stared at Jessica for a moment. "Let's start with why we're here."

The lunch meeting her friends had flashed through Jessica's mind.



"Next question is," Jessica asked while splitting up a cookie for her and Emily, "why are they here?"

This was answered with a moment of silence, or a silence as silent as the cafeteria ever is. Emily was the first to speak up. "Maybe they're here to hide out from Voldemort while they build up their master plan to stop him from further corrupting the wizarding and muggle world!"

Everyone merely stared at her. Emily looked flushed as she muttered "What? It was just an idea."



Mr. Scots began. "In our community, the wizarding community, there's a very dark wizard commonly known as You-Know-Who or He-Who-Must-Not-Be- Named. His true title is-"

"Lord Voldemort," Jessica whispered.

He looked at her darkly but didn't comment. "He's been terrorizing both the wizarding and the muggle - your world. It had seemed there was only one place safe, our school."

He continued. "The school us teachers really work at is in Britain."

"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. You teach potions." Jessica added.

Mr. Scots narrowed his eyes at Jessica. "Yes...," he said carefully. "Anyway, it soon became that even Hogwarts was no longer safe. So our headmaster, Albus Dumbledore, brought us here to America. He's trying to-"

"-Gather international support in the fight against Lord Voldemort and build up a plan to defeat him," Jessica took a guess.

Mr. Scots leaned forward and sneered at her. "You already know too much so I suggest you left me finish!" Jessica nodded, but she noticed there was a hint of amusement in his eyes. She bit her lip, trying not to laugh. For some reason she found this funny. Maybe it was because she had felt like she was one of his students at Hogwarts for a moment.

He leaned back into his chair again. "Lately, I believe he's been meeting with the headmaster of Avalon Academy of the Magical Arts and Sciences. So, meanwhile, the rest of us teachers have been left to- er, fend for ourselves. Life in America is bloody expensive, even if it isn't permanent. So the other teachers and I had to get jobs. So here we are."

Jessica took a moment to let it all sink in. "All right. Now what?"

Mr. Scots eyed her intently, "I assume you were planning to tell your friends this when you get out of here." Jessica blushed slightly and nodded. "Thought so. Might I suggest you only tell those who you are completely sure are trustworthy? We can not have the whole student body knowing, or else the Ministry would be here in a flash."

This reminded Jessica of something he wanted to ask. "Mr. Scots, why didn't you like, cast obliviate on me or something?"

He sat for a moment, then leaned forward on his desk. "Because, Miss Jessica, I believe there is something you can do for us."



A/N - Avalon thing belongs strictly to my bro. He was sleeping so I couldn't ask him. Read his story, "What's A Hogwart?" I'll hopefully write the next chapter before break ends. Can't wait to write it. I'm sure Sir Ben could wait though! Hehe. Happy holidays everyone. My favorite gift was a certain teddy bear named Tommy.