A/N: Here we go again! I got two reviews in the first chapter, and it was up for maybe a day or two. THANK YOU!!! erm...Same as before don't own. Oh Man, I wish I did. Well, maybe just Lupin and Sirius.

The next thing they knew, Nola and Hagrid had finished getting what she needed. They were back in the Leaky Cauldron, and they needed to get to Hogwarts.
"We're not going to Floo are we?" Nola asked.
"We have no other choice." Hagrid replied.
"I've always hated traveling this way," she said as she made a look of disgust on her face "I usually get sick to my stomach."
"We should've bought a bucket. We need to hurry. Dumbledore'll be expectin' us." Hagrid said.
He grabbed a handful of the dust in the pot hanging out of the brick of the fireplace. He stepped into the fireplace and yelled "HOGWARTS." He then vanished into the emerald flames. Nola did just what he had done. When the emerald flames appeared she felt the familiar feeling of being pulled by a hook into her belly button. Her face turned a green to match the emerald flames. She crash-landed into a very old and dusty fireplace. The fireplace was in an office full of odd trinkets, moving paintings and a huge collection of books behind glass doors. In between two staircases was a huge desk full of papers. A tall, lanky man with long silver hair and a long silver beard wearing dark blue wizard robes was sitting behind the desk.
"Hello, Nola" the man said, "Thank you, Hagrid. You may leave, if you feel everything is ready, if you wish. And Nola, please sit and try to make yourself comfortable." She placed her bags and packages on both sides of her and the chair. The young girl sat in a wooden chair in front of the desk. She crossed her legs and tried to be as comfortable as her mind would allow. The elderly wizard escorted the giant of man out the doors of his office. When he returned, Nola was still trying to be comfortable in the wooden chair, and was failing miserably.
"Now, I suppose your wondering a few things," the wizard began, "Let me begin by introducing myself. I am Albus Dumbledore. I am the headmaster here at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Would you prefer to ask questions or for me to just speak?"
"I have a question" Nola replied.
"Please. I'm all ears" Dumbledore said.
"Why am I here instead of being with my uncle?" she asked.
"Ah, yes. I wondered if you would ask this. Your mother, the other teachers here, and myself made a plan of action if she were ever to die, or be killed. Part of it was that you would come right here after her death. No exceptions. I was to be the temporary guardian. It is a safety precaution. To protect you." Dumbledore answered.
"From Voldemort?" Nola asked, without the common flinching with the name.
"Yes, and the Death Eaters. Your mother was never sure why, but Voldemort wanted revenge on her. Most likely because she tried to save her friends from him. Your mother was an amazing woman. She always had patience with everyone. Let's hope that she passed that on to you." Dumbledore said with a small smile.
"Perhaps, we should meet another time, and discuss this once things are straightened out." Dumbledore continued, "What do you know about this school?"
"Nothing at all." she responded.
"Fair enough. I will simplify this; otherwise we would spend all day in here. I'm sure that you would rather be out and meeting people. I must say that you were very lucky to come here so near the beginning of the year. We have four houses. Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. You will be sorted into a house, in the next few moments. And that will be your home. If you ever wonder about the history of the school, I would suggest 'Hogwarts, A History'. I can arrange for you to have a guide to help you find your way around. You can get lost here very easily. I did often enough in my days here." said Dumbledore. He walked over to a nearby bookcase. On top of it was a very old, very worn looking traveling hat. He seized the hat from its place on the bookcase. Then, he walked over to Nola and placed the hat on her head.
"This is the sorting hat. It belonged to one of the school founders." Dumbledore informed Nola.
"I sense immense potential here. Potential to be great. A well-rounded mind. Ah, yes, what I was looking for…plenty of courage in this one…then, it better be Gryffindor." The hat spoke with a low and rather rumbled voice. It was tired and old.
"Ah, the same house as your parents, no less." he began "Shall we get you settled in?"
She nodded, with an exhausted expression on her face. "I've never been so tired in my life." And with that she grabbed her load of bags and packages, and followed Dumbledore out the door and to Gryffindor tower.

Dumbledore and Nola arrived at the painting of the Fat Lady, dressed in pink silk. "This will be your home. You will share a dormitory with four other girls in your year. This house will like a family while you are at Hogwarts. Your dormitory is to your right and down the stairs. Your trunk and broom have been brought down and should be awaiting your arrival on an empty bed." Dumbledore explained patiently. He was about to continue speaking until the painting before them interrupted him.
"Are you planning on standing there all day or going inside?" the Fat Lady within the painting asked rather rudely.
"One moment please." Dumbledore responded patiently as ever, "Are you prepared to meet your housemates?"
"As ready as I ever will be." Nola responded, still exhausted from her long day.
"Password?" the pink lady asked.
"Lionus Cordis" Dumbledore declared to the painting.
With the swing of the Fat Lady's arm the painting swung open, allowing them to enter the common room. Luckily it was empty, apart from the house elves cleaning it up. They continued to work even though Dumbledore was present. "I believe that the students are still at dinner in the Great Hall. You may accompany me or remain here to start becoming adjusted to it here." Dumbledore said to Nola with a hint of hope that she would go and eat.
"I think I'll just stay here and take a nap." she responded as she fought off a yawn.
"Very well then. I will come and see how you are doing in a few days. If you have any problems you may talk to the head of your house, Professor McGonagall." He stated. He then, turned around and began to walk out the portrait entrance.
"Professor!" Nola called out after him. He turned around to face Nola. "Thank you." she finished. He smiled and nodded. Dumbledore then left Gryffindor tower. Nola, still holding her bags and few packages, walked down the stairs to find seven dormitories each of which were labeled for a different year. She was in the sixth year girl's dormitory. She slowly walked towards it and unlatched the door to open it. She apprehensively opened the door, not knowing what to expect. She found five double sized canopy beds in a circular stone room. The bed farthest from the door was hers, as her trunk and broom were lying side by side on the bed. She removed her trunk and then her broom and placed them on the floor near the bed. She then took off her shoes and pulled back the sheets on the bed. She laid down and pulled the sheets back over her. Before she knew it, she had given in to Morpheus.