A/N: None of these characters are mine except the obvious. The Harry Potter characters belong to the amazing J.K Rowling. Please R&R.

Chapter 8: Let it be known

Severus was pretty pissed off now and was about to respond to her comment, but Dumbledore stopped him. "Severus you may go and see Poppy now."

Severus glared at Laura once more and then swept out of the room, closing the door behind him forcefully.

"Well someone's very pissed off," Bill chuckled.

"Bill Weasly, watch your mouth!" Molly said firmly.

"Yes, mum," he said meekly.

"Do you think we should tell Harry, Headmaster?" Molly asked.

"I think we should tell Harry what is necessary," the Headmaster answered.

Molly left the room but shortly returned followed by a boy with unruly black hair, glasses, and a thunderbolt scar on his forehead.

"You wanted to see me Headmaster?" the boy asked.

"Yes, Harry, we felt it necessary to inform you of some of Voldemort's plans. He is becoming stronger and faster then we expected and I have no doubt in my mind that he will start recruiting more followers and some will probably be your fellow class mates. Be prepared Harry, because it could be dangerous," Dumbledore said gravely.

"And be careful about who you trust," Moody added, moving over to the door and opening it for Harry, but, as he did, four redheads fell through the opening.

"Fred, George, Ginny, and Ron, explain yourselves!" Molly screeched.

"Well, you see, uh, we were uh," Fred and George stammered.

"We were just passing by and we wanted to see if Harry was done or not," Ginny said, trying to control her fear of being caught.

"Yeah! What Ginny said," Ron proclaimed.

At that very moment a bushy haired brunette came running in.

"I told you that you would get caught!" she said.

"Hermione! Not now," Ron urged.

"I don't see why you couldn't just wait for Harry to come back and tell you, but no you couldn't wait, you just had to know now." They could see the fury rising in Mrs. Weasley's cheeks.

"Fred, George, Gi-" Molly started.

"Hey, kids! Uh... This is your new potions professor, Professor Jones," Mr. Weasley interrupted.

"Pleased to meet you," she said with a smile.

"So, err... does this mean no more Greasy Git?" Ron asked excitingly.

"I'm not sure what you mean, Mr. Weasly," Laura said with a raised eyebrow.

"Greasy Git...you know Snape!"

"I believe... Professor Snape will be your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor," she said.

Suddenly Ron turned as pale as Sir Nicholas. "Great! Just great! Just when I thought things couldn't get any better... they get worse!"

"Oh Ron, it's not that bad. Look at it this way, at least you'll be passing potions now," Hermione said.

"Yeah, but nowI'll be flunking Defense Against the Dark Arts - and I liked that class!"

"Then you'll just have to study harder." Hermione rolled her eyes.

"But I don't like to study," Ron admitted.

"Well you're going to have to study some time or another."

"Not if I can help it," he muttered to himself then gave Hermione a twisted smile.

"Alright off to bed with ya," Arthur said. "You've got to get on the train for school tomorrow." After saying their goodnights, they all reluctantly started up the stairs.

"Mr. Potter?" Laura asked, catching up to him on the steps.

"Yes, Professor?" he asked timidly.

"I have a favor to ask of you... My sister is starting her first year and I was wondering if you would watch after her. You know, make sure she doesn't get into trouble."

"Sure, professor, I'll do it," Harry said.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Potter," Laura said. "Oh... her name is Samantha and she has straight, short brown hair, about 5'3 - you can't miss her. She doesn't seem to know when to stop talking." Laura laughed as she thought at it.

"Alright, Professor. I'll make sure none of those Slytherin gits mess with her," Harry said confidently.

"Thank you again, Mr. Potter," she said with a kind smile.

"Well... goodnight, Professor," Harry said and turned to climb the steps once more.

Laura took a pinch of floo powder and threw it into the fireplace in the hallway.

"Hogwarts, Dumbledore's Office." Before stepping in, Laura called back, "Oh, and

Mr. Potter?"

"Yes, Professor?" Harry said, turning to face her from the top of the steps.

"I was a Slytherin." Laura stepped into the green flames and vanished.

Harry's jaw dropped as he muttered, "Oh bugger..."

A/N: Ok I haven't updated in a while because I've been really busy with school. But I have written out the next 2 chapters and they just need to be typed and beta-ed. Thank you Kim. (beta)

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