CH2

A/N: this is being beta-ed by Discordia-Erebus

Disclaimer: I do not own anything that belongs to Harry potter

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10 months earlier...

In the kitchen at Grimmauld Place, sitting at the table was Dumbledore, Mr. and Mrs. Weasly, Remus Lupin, Professor Snape, Mad-eye Moody, Hermione, Ron, Ginny, and Fred and George Weasly.

Everyone was talking happily as dinner was eaten. Suddenly, Dumbledore stopped talking in mid sentence and looks up from the table at the doorway. Excusing himself from the table quietly, he walks in to the hall and stops right outside the door in front of a young girl in a deep purple hooded cape that only showed the bottom half of her face, and gleaming ruby eyes. The girl looked the age of no more then 17.

As her form became visible to the table, everyone quiets down at the sight of her. The adults at the table quickly stair down at their plates, even Mad-eye Moody's magic eye is not looking in the direction of the new arrival. The Children, still staring at the guest, get scornful looks from the adults, with many kicks from under the table the children finally turn around. Dumbledore and the young woman stood in silence for a few moments. Dumbledore nodded then she disappeared silently. It was odd, because she did not apparate with the usual crack. It was as if she was never there.

Dumbledore walked back into the dinning room and sat back down to finish his meal. Before the silence became too uncomfortable, Mrs. Weasly started a conversation about the food.

The children still had confused looks on their faces', as they looked around the table in question. Nobody though, was going to answer their questions. They could tell by the fact that everyone acted as though nothing had ever interrupted them.

Harry awoke with a start in his small bedroom at number 4 Private Drive when he felt something shift out of place. Jerking awake and having his wand in his hand, and his glasses on his face in about three seconds, he was ready to face Death Eaters, only to find an enchantingly beautiful girl sitting, staring at him from the stool at his desk.

Nervously, Harry looked at her and quietly asked, "Who are you? How did you get in here?"

With a warm smile, the girl spoke to him with a sweet yet powerful voice "I am Esmerelda. A Sorceress that has chosen you as my apprentice." She whispered with a small smile at the confused look on the boy's face.

Harry sat up in his bed confused, for Harry new very little of the higher classes of magic.

With a show of sympathy for the poorly educated child, she explained briefly that very few people knew sorceresses and sorcerers exist. They are known as mythological beings and prefer to stay that way. Known to be the top of magic creation/control, but that is a common mistake for there are always being more powerful. She also stated that there are maybe 20-30 sorcerers in this world and they all were immortal unless they wished to die, but that they can change their age and appearance at will to fit in better.

Harry sat dumfounded, he absorbed the information he was told but continued to sit in shock. There was so much he didn't know and how did this Esmerelda concern him?

Harry spoke. "How did you get in here?" He knew that was a stupid question but it sort of came out to break the silence.

Esmerelda said nothing she merely looked at the open door with a small smile.

Harry hadn't noticed it before but his bedroom door that was normally locked multiple times from the outside was standing wide open.

Just then Harry's cousin, Dudley came waltzing past the door. He opened his mouth to say a remark to Harry but saw Esmerelda. She merely smiled at him, it took Dudley a minute for he was stunned at the sight of her, but once the shock wore off he screamed at the top of his lungs. "MOM!"

Petunia could be heard from down stairs. "Hurry up dear your bacons getting cold."

Dudley took another deep breath before screaming. "MOM, HARRY HAS A GIRL IN HIS ROOM!"

Harry quickly got off of his bed and threw some cloths over his pajamas. Esmerelda sat non-pulsed at the bellowing whale of a boy.

Mr. Dursley could be heard stomping up the stairs with haste, closely followed by Petunia. Once he was at the top of the stairs. "What are you hollering about Dudley? I'm missing my...."

Vernon Dursley had stopped in front of Harry's door, speechless. After a pause Petunia was by his side. "Now see here Potter." The portly man started yelling at Harry but was cut short as Esmerelda stood up.

With a threatening voice, yet skillfully not raising it above normal volume she spoke to him, "Excuse me?"

Mr. Dursley went to back up but stepped forward instead. "Who are you?"

"That is none of your concern." She spoke evenly, even though she was tempted to laugh at the things Harry was muttering behind her. Things such as, "Damn straight." And many other none to favorable words coming from his mouth.

"Now see here! While he is under my roof, there will be none of this!" he yelled, purpling in the face.

Esmerelda raised her hand, with a swift flick of her wrist the roof was gone. "How's that? We're not under the roof anymore." She said with a slight smirk

One could see the white clouds that stood out against the pure blue sky, as the morning sun game rushing in to the smallest room in the house.

Harry stood with a small smile as Dudley, as big as he is run into Petunia's arms, clasping his huge round buttocks.

Mr. Dursley lowered his hand that he was waving around when he was hollering. He looked up with his jaw dropped.

With another flick of her wrist, Esmerelda made the roof reappear. She said calmly. "You were saying?"

Mr. Dursley stood speechless once again, but his face had a mixed expression some where between frightened and angry.

"I thought so, now leave us." She raised her hand and Mr. Dursley flew backwards into Petunia and Dudley out into the hallway, with the door slammed in there faces. Esmerelda turned to Harry with a smile. "Where were we? Oh yes, I am here to train you."

"Train me?" Harry asked faintly as he starred at the woman in front of him.

"Yes we should start at once if you wish to be ready so you don't have to train during school." She said with a small smile to the awed teen.

"But I can't do magic out of Hogwarts, because I'm underage." He managed to get out, as he started to become overwhelmed.

"Don't worry about that. I have already set up an isolated place that is unplottable as well as undetectable by the ministry. You could do anything in there that your hearts desired and they would be none the wiser." She said as she watched Harry's curiosity start to catch. But she still saw a hint of nervousness and distrust. She smiled a smile that made Harry slightly uneasy when she said that. "Follow me."

She opened the door and revealed the frightened Dursleys, pushing themselves tight up against the wall.

Harry followed Esmerelda down the stairs, they stopped in front of Harry's old room, the cupboard under the stairs. Harry looked up and saw the Dursleys at the top of the landing peering down at them.

Esmerelda opened the door, instead of a cramped little 4x5 FT closet that use to be there, there was a large 100x100 FT room in its place.

There was a dueling mat in the center, a wall covered with books and book cases, a few desks of to one side, a long table filled to the breaking point of food, and a section was cornered off with couches, chairs, and a large fireplace.

With a glance down at Harry, Esmerelda saw an eagerness to get started. With on look to each other, they both walked in and closed the door behind them without looking back.