Chapter one.

Dear Mss Consensio, Wales, the south, under the willow tree by the river.

As you will know, you have recently applied for a new teaching position at Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry. I am very please to inform you that you have been accepted to fill this post, and you may arrive as soon as you see fit to, as long as you arrive a week at least before the start of term.

I speak for the rest of the staff here, in saying we are all eager to meet with you. Your résumé was very colourful and extensive with praises, and you will make a very interesting and excellent addition to the staff of Hogwarts.

From one who is looking forward to welcoming you with open arms into the Hogwarts family, and speaking to you of your dear father.

Headmaster and Professor Albus Dumbledore.

"There, that will do I believe." Albus folded the letter and slipped it inside the envelope. With a wave of his wand, the Hogwarts seal, sealed the back of the envelope in blood red wax, and he looked up to the table. He had previously approved the letter and acceptance of the applicant with all but one of the teachers of all faculties.

The 'but one' had seen the appointment of any teacher that was not himself a waist of his time to take part in, and so was always absent at these meetings. Although he was very displeased with the latest addition of the faculty, or, an old addition returned. Professor Remus Lupin had returned to once more take up position of Defence against the Dark Arts teacher, to the disgust of the absent party, and was actually sat at the right of the headmaster now. "Are we all in agreeance?"

"Yes headmaster." Remus said softly with a smile.

"Yes we are." Minerva added, and the rest of the table nodded with a mutter of yeses, then grew quite. Albus nodded with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Then we shall soon be able to welcome a new face and name to our growing family here. And we shall have to look out for her."

"As long as she learns to steer clear of the dungeons then she will be just fine." Firenze whinnied slightly with distaste. "Being unable to climb the stairs, I happened to walk my way into the 'potions master's domain'. Never been so willing to leave a place in my entire existence."

"I am sure Severus will adjust accordingly if given the chance."

"This y second time here headmaster, and he has still to 'adjust accordingly'. Severus us Severus. He will never change." Lupin chuckled. "And how many chanced is this now?"

"I counted 509." Flitwhick chuckled with him, and then Albus smiled regardless.

"Some boys need understanding people to look out for them. Like poor Severus."

"Poor Severus?" Lupin chuckled. "James would have laughed so hard at that." His smiled softened. "As would Sirius."

"Well, I shall send this off then." A large barn owl swooped in and landed before him. "Take this swiftly my friend, as I feel the reciprocate of this letter, will be eager to receive it." The bird simply hooted, before taking off. "And I hope she will come soon. Term starts in three weeks."

"I am sure she will headmaster." Minerva stood first. "Well, I have a new year of lesson plans to gather together, now that we have another subject in the syllabus."

"Though it is important."

"Indeed. Saves me having to fumble over the subject. I am useless at that sort of thing I'm afraid." He stood also, and slowly the teachers made there way out of the headmaster's office. Albus sat back and looked to the same window where his owl had flown out of with his letter. He thought of the young wizard he taught over 30 years ago. To think, he was gone now. Died of most tragic circumstances.

But on the bright side, as Albus always liked to place himself, his pride and joy daughter would be coming back to where her father was most at home, and teaching, like he had always wanted to do. He would have to watch over her though, as she was certainly a very special kind of witch. Very sensitive too.

But all he could do now was wait. Wait, and pray that she comes as soon as possible, to ensure her safety…