Collision of Elements.
Disclaimers: I do not own the Harry Potter gang, Lina is my own and this plot is
my own....
A/N: For all you skeptics out there Minerva and Albus have no set age and
therefore anything is possible so I suggest you go with the flow or not read
this at all.... That is all I have to say besides the fact that I do not
tolerate flames so if you don't like it just don't read it.
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Prologue
Chapter Rating: G
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Professor Albus Dumbledore was sitting at his desk when his youngest child
walked into his office. He smiled happily at her and motioned for her to sit and
have some tea. The woman did as indicated and the two engaged in light
conversation.
"Really father, Sara is to difficult of a person for this place. The
students would never take to her. She is to far gone in the ways of the D'Ni to
even be civil to others who are not like the D'Ni."
"Sara is a good girl, she may have embraced the ancient ways but she only
does it to anger you. You did something like that to me once, only it involved
hair dye and a motorbike if my memory serves."
The woman laughed whole-heartedly. She sighed and relented, saying Sara
would indeed come to Hogwarts before the school year started. The woman had her
doubts about if she would stay... She never had liked being tied down to one
spot for any given length of time. She didn't know if she could teach a group of
16 year olds anything... But then given whom she was and who her husband was.
That would be easy compared to daily life as a Snape....
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Well that would be the prologue. Short and sweet. It seems kind of confusing
thought doesn't it? You will learn the woman's name in later chapters though. I
promise. For now I must away and write some more.... Leave a review if you care
to. I would be greatly pleased if you did.
Disclaimers: I do not own the Harry Potter gang, Lina is my own and this plot is
my own....
A/N: For all you skeptics out there Minerva and Albus have no set age and
therefore anything is possible so I suggest you go with the flow or not read
this at all.... That is all I have to say besides the fact that I do not
tolerate flames so if you don't like it just don't read it.
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*~**~**~**~
Prologue
Chapter Rating: G
~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~*
*~**~**~**~
Professor Albus Dumbledore was sitting at his desk when his youngest child
walked into his office. He smiled happily at her and motioned for her to sit and
have some tea. The woman did as indicated and the two engaged in light
conversation.
"Really father, Sara is to difficult of a person for this place. The
students would never take to her. She is to far gone in the ways of the D'Ni to
even be civil to others who are not like the D'Ni."
"Sara is a good girl, she may have embraced the ancient ways but she only
does it to anger you. You did something like that to me once, only it involved
hair dye and a motorbike if my memory serves."
The woman laughed whole-heartedly. She sighed and relented, saying Sara
would indeed come to Hogwarts before the school year started. The woman had her
doubts about if she would stay... She never had liked being tied down to one
spot for any given length of time. She didn't know if she could teach a group of
16 year olds anything... But then given whom she was and who her husband was.
That would be easy compared to daily life as a Snape....
~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~**~*
*~**~**~**~
Well that would be the prologue. Short and sweet. It seems kind of confusing
thought doesn't it? You will learn the woman's name in later chapters though. I
promise. For now I must away and write some more.... Leave a review if you care
to. I would be greatly pleased if you did.