Disclaimer: Only Kalye's mine.
Chapter Two
Following Madam Rosmerta's advice, the strange girl reached the castle doors just as the sun rose from the east. Gathering her strength, she knocked on the door as loudly as she could and waited patiently. She didn't have to wait long before the door opened and a strict-looking old woman answered.
"May I help you?", she snapped, taking on a scottish accent
"I came to see Headmaster Dumbledore about a teaching possition.", the girl answered in as even a voice as she could muster.
"Very well. His office is this way, but keep close. It is very easy to get lost here.", was the sharp reply.
She followed the woman down several corridors and up several staircases until they came to a statue of a phoenix. Muttering the password, the woman stepped out of the way as the statue started to ascend until it reached a door at the top. Climbing the stairs, the girl knocked and entered when it opened.
The room was two things; a) circular; and b) cluttered. The only thing that wasn't was the desk.
The wizard was, of course, Albus Dumbledore. Everything from his name to his boots were cluttered in someway, and he just seemed to belong in the office.
"What can I do for you, my dear?", he asked with a twinkle in his clear blue eyes.
"Madam Rosmerta said that I should see you about a teaching possition.", she said in an almost tired voice.
"Well, the Defense Against the Dark Arts possition might be opening by the end of summer term, if the current professor decides to leave. What did you say your name was?", he finished.
"Kalye Evans. However, I was wondering if you were in need of a dueling master. I can teach your students how to duel with sword or wand, since the side of the light has fallen on dark times. I don't want to put your DA teacher out of a job. Also I would work for board and food.", Kalye finished calmly.
"Normally, we don't teach students how to duel in this school; however, as you said, we have fallen on dark times and Professor Grace likes his job, suprisingly.", Dumbledore said thoughtfully.
"Why is it suprising that someone should like teaching pupils a defense against the Dark Arts? It's an extremely honorable task.", Kalye asked him curiously.
"Well, we keep losing DA professor. We've lost the last five for various reasons and Professor Grace is our last hope. It makes it extremely hard to find a replacement with the rumor that the possition is cursed.", Dumbledore finished, a grave look on his kind old face.
"Rumors can be misleading. Now all I have to do is survive the summer.", Kalye said sternly, however that last she said to herself.
"You are more than welcome to stay here, Miss Evans. However, for now, I need for you to put this," he lifted the Sorting Hat down from the shelf behind his desk," hat on and we'll be able to find you a set of rooms.", he finished. Placing the hat on her head, it jumped to life.
"Welcome back, young Kalye. I wondered what kept you so long. Let's see, a fair mind, loyalty to both the elders and the Orer of the Phoenix, bold when it counts, but an extremely large amount of cunning. You would know that though, wouldn't you, Salazar Slytherin's great granddaughter and the Princess of Slytherin. She belongs in Slytherin, Headmaster.", the battered, old hat concluded.
"Well, my dear, that was certainly- odd. I'll have to- come in.", he said at knocked on the door.