Hey all!

Sorry i haven't updated in a week I had a minor infraction and was um... banned!

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I'm gona post 2 posts tonight then I will not be on for about 2 weeks as i will be away (i'm going to florida! And when you're english that is a big deal!!!!)

any way pls reveiw both chappies!

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jessie xxx

Chapter Two- Meeting Dumbledore

On July 31st I said my usual prayer, today it was a special one. Not only was it the start of my new Job, but I had to wish my nephew a happy birthday via it. I did this every year, praying that little Harry was being treated well by the Muggles.

Then when it was time I apperated to Hogsmeade station, where a carriage awaited my belongings and myself. Dumbledore stood at the entrance to the castle and greeted me as I stepped out.

"Miss Potter, leave your belongings the house elves will collect them. Please follow Me."

"You may call me Claire, Professor."

"Thank you and you in turn may call me Albus. Now I realise you are no stranger to the halls of Hogwarts, but alas it has been a few years." And he proceeded to show me round. None of the rooms or teachers seemed to have changed much; maybe they were a little smaller and slightly less daunting, but from what I remembered they were no different. It had been almost 30 years ago, which I last set, foot here.

Finally we reached my classroom, office and sleeping quarters. "This is where you will be the majority of the time. Dinner will be in the hall at 7pm, lunch at 12 and breakfast at 7 am. I will leave you to settle in ad aquatint yourself with your surroundings. On the 31st of August we will be having our annual staff feast, where we have a meal before the children join us. Other then that I would like to talk to you about the rest of the year and of course Harry, tomorrow please come to my office at 10.30. The password is "Sugar quills". I hope your first night suits you well."

"Thank you Albus."

So here I was. My classroom was big. The desks all were facing the front. I soon changed that. The only teaching I ever done was to train my staff world wide, how I wanted them to cut hair, how to do a make over and so on. I found that most people learn better when they have a hands on experience- if they're in an atmosphere where they can relax and join in freely. I waved my wand and the desks moved and neatly placed themselves in a circle facing the centre. My desk was included. It was the one, which was facing away from the board. I would teach my lessons in the centre. The next thing I did was stick, a few magical posters on the wall of different magical creatures, dark and dangerous.

The next place I ventured was my office. It was quite small, with a desk at one end and a bookshelf standing to the side, it held many books, which even I didn't have. I pointed my wand at the wall and instantly the walls changed from the dull grey colour to a light pink. I charmed a piece of blank parchment into a vase containing pink and yellow tulips. I hung a portrait of James and myself- my father had gotten it done for show, as well as many others. But once he died James and I burned the rest. They were not worth keeping. I set pictures of my family and friends around my desk. I had quite a collection. There was one of Lily and James on their wedding day. One of them surrounded by their bridesmaids and grooms men. One of Lily James and Harry. There was one of Sirius and Andi. And one of Remus and I. Peter had been cut from them all. Finally I took out 3 things. I had one picture of James and one of Sirius, the ones, which I took, as when they got stuck in Harry's toy car. The one he had got for his first birthday. I smiled to myself at the memory. And then there was the Christmas card which Lily had sent me 2 years before her death. It had on the front "Have a marauding Christmas" Then there was a picture of two grown men asleep in bed cuddling. It was James and Sirius. How Lily had gotten that picture I didn't want to know.

Once that was finished I went up to my bedroom. In it was a king sized four poster bed, a bedside cabinet, another desk complete with a candle for light and a fireplace. It was quite cosy. There was also a bathroom to the side. I decided to charm this room violet and hung the same pictures (Which I had duplicated and enlarged) up on the walls. I was home.

At seven I made my way down to the great hall for dinner. I met all the staff and for the first time, introduced to them all on first name terms. The loveliest surprisingly was Minerva Mcgonagall. She wasn't strict with me anymore and I actually found the elder lady quite approachable, which was more then what I can say about her in my school days. Even though I was worried I wouldn't fit in with the other teachers, because they had all known each other for years, they made me feel welcome. I went to bed that night, the first in many, feeling refreshed and maybe not alone in life.

The next morning at precisely 10.30 am I entered Albus Dumbledore's office. He was already sat waiting for me.

"Claire." He greeted.

"Albus." I returned.

"I want to tell you the reason you are here at Hogwarts. The main reason is for your protection. When you were born into this world only a few knew you were one of the last remaining heirs of Gryffindor. The same went for your brother. You and James brought each other up, the way your parents failed to. You guided one another and morally turned out much better people then your parents. However James had always been in the public eye a lot more then you ever were. His accomplishments, though no more worthy, were always greater acknowledged. Therefore to Lord Voldemort he always proved a greater threat. He also married Ravenclaw's heir and reproduced both heirs son. Knowing this Voldemort focussed solely on James, Lily and Harry. Even now he is still after Harry. Harry has become a very strong and powerful young man. I want you here because very soon He will have to venture into the world on his own. He will no longer have the protection of his aunt or the halls of Hogwarts. He is going to need your guidance, love and attention. Voldemort will see straight away the effect you will have on him and he will come after the both of you. So if I were to assign you as a professor here, we would get a head start. You guided James extremely well. He turned into a great man. And he in return guided Lily. Finally you scored one of the highest Outstanding marks in your NEWT's defence against the dark arts exam, which I have ever seen. I want my children to be taught by you." I looked at Albus speechless; it was a lot for me to take in.

"Come again. Why would you know who find [I]me[/I] a threat?"

"Claire with your guidance, as well as James' intelligence and Lily's power, Harry will be extremely strong. The love of his parents which he already posses' has brought him this far; he needs to develop these. The way he is and how he handles things- he is just like James. Claire you taught James, he respected you and would never have made it past childhood and his father with out you. James also lives strongly inside you. What I'm saying is, Harry needs you." I looked up and met professor Dumbledore's eyes.

"Ok Albus I'm in. What will I need to do?"

"With Harry?" He smiled at me. "I believe you know. With you classes, I have set you out a plan for each year, which you may use as guidance..." He continued to explain each year and how the lessons should go. But he also made it clear that although I couldn't completely disregard the structure, I would have the freedom to do as I pleased. We spent the next 40 minutes discussing my rights and responsibilities. And finally as I was about to leave Albus added;

"Ow Claire, you'll be happy to know that Harry has received the position of head boy." I smiled widely.

"That's my boy. Thank you professor." And I left eagerly to my room to plan a term of lessons.

The days of the summer holiday moved swiftly. I was already happier then I had been in years. It also seemed that now I was being reminded of my brother I was more determined to keep in touch with Remus. It felt odd knowing that I was sleeping in the same bed, which he must have just a few years ago when he taught here.

Finally we reached the teachers feast. Celebrating our last day of freedom. I had to laugh, that night I received a multitude of glares from Severus Snape. It seemed that the thought of two Potter once more under the same roof was unbearable. Also Minerva had quite a bit of mead. She was extremely happy. Professor sprout explained to me how she enjoyed letting her hair down once a year. Also the feeling she would wake up with in the morning would make her more stern and seem scarier to the first years. It would instantly gain her respect.