Albus Dumbledore was sitting at his desk listening to the latest ratings of Severus Snape.

"I told you letting him into this castle and teach was a bad idea. And now look what he's gone and done! I know…."

"Severus, we have been over this countless times. I know you do not have a particular fondness for Professor Lupin, but I must remind you that I hired him before Black's escape, so let it rest, and I believe you have a class to teach." There was a knock at the door. "Now, if you'll excuse me Severus, I have an appointment."

Severus nodded, he opened the door and looked at the person standing at the other side. A woman with red hair, and black square artsy glasses was standing there with a rather serious expression on her face. Severus thought he knew her, his memory was after all, was in perfect condition, but he didn't have time to think about this. He had a class of sixth years to teach.

"Professor, sir, was that who I think it is?" the woman said entering the room, shutting the door behind her.

"Yes it was." Albus could see a flash of concern in her eyes. "Don't worry, I trust him, as much as I would trust any other teacher here." His eyes were twinkling and the woman couldn't help but relax. " I trust your journey here was comfortable, and you found your way here ok."

"Yes sir, I don't think I could ever forget where this office was. As I was a frequent visitor, back in my days here."

"Always an interesting experience." The woman finally smiled. "But on to business."

"Of course."

"Have a seat." he motioned for her to sit down in the chair opposite his desk. "I assume you have heard of what happened here last night."

"I am. And I intend on finding him as quickly as possible."

"Yes, and no. It is my belief that he is no long inside these walls. So I was hoping that you would stay, and watch over the students. Like a guard."

"Forgive me Sir, but isn't that what the Dementors are for?"

"No Dementor will ever cross the thresholds of this school as long as I am Headmaster. So, I was wondering if you would stay and while you are looking for him, watch over the students. The other teachers cannot be watching them every second. And would you be interested in tutoring students who need help?"

"I would be honored to do so Professor. I trust that in my searching's for him, I may talk to your staff, to see if I can find anything out. Not that I don't trust you judgment, I just want I clear idea of what happened last night, and to see if I can get any leads. It is after all, my job."

"Of course. I shall be introducing you to the students at dinner."

"Sir. Can I ask you a question?" she asked on a different note.

"Yes of course."

"How is….he doing? It's been so long sense I've seen him, and I was wondering if he was doing ok. It hasn't been an easy twelve years, and…."

"He is doing fine Holly."

"And is he in…"

"Yes naturally, would you expect anything else?" he smiled as she asked these questions. He had expected she would ask about him.

"Good. Is it true that he looks like James?" Holly's eyes filled with wonderment.

"Yes it its. Now Miss Evans, shall we go to dinner?"

"Naturally Professor. And to stop any further questioning, because I don't know how wise it would be for Harry to know that I'm related to him, I'm going by Holly Thane now."

"Of course." They headed off towards The Great Hall for dinner.

The Great Hall was hadn't changed at all. Everything was still large and gorgeous. The high ceiling still looked like the nights sky, the walls were still draped in the house colors, and the long house tables were still old and solid looking. Holly bet that if she looked hard enough, she'd find the carving "J.P. + L.E.".

She looked up at the staff table. And there were so many familiar faces, it was hard to believe that she'd be sitting among them. But there was two faces she wanted to see more than any other. She finally found one of them. He was sitting towards the end of the table, in deep discussion with one of the other professor. She couldn't help but smile when she passed him. He looked at her, like he didn't realize who she was. Holly just kept walking. She sat down next to Dumbledore, and began to feast on a wonderful meal. Either she forgot how wonderful the food tasted, or she was hungrier than she thought.

Holly scanned the crowd to look for the other face she longed to see. And there he was. Naturally at the Gryffindor table. Sitting next to a red headed boy and a brown haired girl. She was glad he had found friends. He looked so much like James. For the first time in a long time, she missed James. Just James. After twelve years, she knew he couldn't come back, but it was like having a part of her friend back. Almost. But Harry was surely his own person. And for all she knew he could have taken after Lily. Studious, and brilliant, with a level head and an obedience for the rules. Holly watched Harry fling a spoon full of mashed potatoes at his red haired friend.

"Well, there goes that notion." she thought.

At the end of dinner Dumbledore introduced her to the students, and there was polite applause from both the students and the staff. She stood up and nodded then sat back down. Out of the corners of her eyes she could see both Severus and Remus wearing identical looks of puzzlement.

Walking into her privet quarters Holly knew that tonight it was too late to begin any serious investigation of the staff, and too early to begin tutoring the students. She saw that her things had been brought up to her room, which was off of a small class room, perfect for tutoring the kiddies. She left the door that separated her bedroom, and the classroom open as she began to unpack her things.

She had very little, as she was on the move constantly the past few months. She took had one picture frame with her, it contained a picture of her, Lily, James and Remus, it was taken at the club they had went to on the first night she had come back. That night felt like an eternity ago. She wondered if she was doing the right thing, and going after him. She was breaking her promise. But then again, how many had he broken to her?

"It's well justified." she told herself, as she placed the frame on a shelf.

Remus stood outside the door to her classroom. He wanted to knock, he had to know if it was really her. She looked different, something was different about her look, but he couldn't place it. They hadn't seen each other in ten years. Sure, they never really lost touch, letters here and there, but they hadn't been in each other's presence in so long.

It was the night Holly finally brought in Bellatrix in, he remembered. She was so happy that night. Well, as happy as she could be. Holly was still having a hard time mentally with the death of her friends. Even more so with the betrayal with her fiancé. He never blamed her, he was had the same issues.

"Professor Lupin?" a voice broke his thoughts. He turned to face the voice.

"Yes Percy, what can I do for you?" Percy Weasley, was defiantly the definition of a Head Boy in Remus' eyes. Perfectionist, law abiding, studious, talented, and a complete pain in the ass.

"I was wondering if you had a moment to discuss the essay we got back in class this afternoon. That is if your not busy."

"No. No, I'm not busy. I'd be happy to go over that essay. Let's go to my office shall we?" Remus gave a final look at her door before he went to listen to Percy's complaints.