"That was a Portkey," Dumbledore whispered, "And please keep your voice dow-!"

"BLOODY MUGGLES IN MY HOUSE! WHY I WOULD NEVER IN MY YEARS-!" on and on a screechy voice screamed. Of course I had no idea what it was saying because it wasn't Japanese for sure.

"Blasted painting!" I heard another male voice in the same language come out. A tall man with thin vibrant red hair dressed like Dumbledore walked in and ran down the hallway. More shouting and then the screeching was muffled.

"Wear this; you will be able to understand us." Dumbledore said handing me a silver cross shaped pendent on a long silver chain. I took it and slipped it on.

"Can you understand me?"

"Yes-!" I spoke in the same language as they were, but I knew what it meant! Weird, totally weird.

"Ah Arthur, is your family here as well?" Dumbledore asked as the man came back.

"Oh yes, and who is that?" he asked spotting me.

"Ah, this is Miss Mani; she will be the new DADA teacher." Dumbledore said putting a hand on my shoulder. I shrugged it off and taking a step back. "That is Shigure, who seems to be a bit mad at me." Dumbledore said chuckling as Shigure growled at him. I sighed.

"Shigure yabete!" I ordered stop in Japanese. He grumbled and sat back down.

"Thank you, also Arthur, is Harry here?" Dumbledore asked. He nodded.

"He's upstairs with Ron and Hermione catching up on things."

"Good, good, well Miss. Mani, please follow Arthur to the kitchen where you can meet the others." I nodded and followed Arthur into what looked like a kitchen, but I almost screamed when I saw what looked like pots and pans cooking on their own.

"Ah, this must be the new teacher, Miss. Mani was it?" Said a kind motherly voice behind me. I turned to see a plump woman with red hair like Arthur. She smiled at me. "You must be tired; would you like to have some tea?"

"If it's not too much trouble Ma'am." I said bowing to her.

"Oh, please just Molly will do, and of course it's no trouble at all!" she said pushing me into a chair. She hummed merrily as she put a pot of tea onto the stove.

"Are you and Arthur married?" I asked.

"Oh yes, he is very dear to me, I have seven children, all with red hair." She said pouring two cups of tea and sitting next to me.

"Seven?" I asked surprised anyone would want to have seven children.

"Yes, I'll start from the youngest, Ginny is my only daughter, then there is Ron, he is Harry's best friend besides Hermione Granger, Fred and George are the same age, they're twins, and quite the trouble makers, Percy, well, then there is Charlie, he works in Romania, training dragons," Dragons! What next! "The oldest is Bill; he works for Gringots the wizarding bank."

"Mom who's that?" came a girl's voice behind me.

"Ah, Ginny, Miss Mani-"

"Mani will do."

"Alright, Mani, this is my youngest Ginny." I turned slightly to see a pretty young girl; she had flaming red hair like both of her parents. "Ginny, this is Miss. Mani, she will be teaching the DADA class."

"Oh really!" She said a smile lighting her face. "This is going to be the coolest year! A girl is finally teaching DADA! Ha! I can't wait to tell Fred and George, they owe me twenty galleons!" she ran off whopping and jumping into the air.

I could hear her yelling for the others to get downstairs to meet the new teacher.

I sweat dropped and sighed an anime mushroom cloud.

"Oh dear, I'm sorry, it is just that for a time now, there has been no teacher that has lasted more than a year." She said sighing as well. I just shrugged as I sipped my tea.

"They're just kids."

"Not to offend or anything, but how old are you?" she asked. My eyes flicked up to meet hers. I lightly snorted into my tea.

"Heh, woops, excuse me, I am 20 years old." I said taking another sip of my tea.

"Really? You look only 17!"

"Is that a complement or an insult?" I asked smiling.

"Oh, it was a complement!" She said shrilly. I snorted again.

"I'm just joking." I said giggling. She sighed in relief smiling also.

I heard pounding footsteps and stood. In came three teenagers and Ginny again. One was a girl with brown bushy hair and brown eyes, one was a boy with flaming red hair and brown eyes also, and the last was also a boy and he had black hair and green eyes.

"Oh! Mani, this is Hermione," the girl, "Ron my son," the red head, "and Harry Potter." The black haired boy. I nodded and bowed. "I need to go talk to Dumbledore." She left leaving me in slight panic. I'm no good with kids!

"Oh it is a pleasure to meet you!" Hermione said walking up to me. I nodded stiffly and a bit uncertain. "What are you going to teach?" she asked not noticing I wasn't very comfortable.

"Eh-…" KEAH! I haven't thought about that! WHAT AM I GOING TO TEACH! Hermione noticed my hesitation.

"You don't know do you?" she asked smirking.

"Heh…"

"Hey give her a break, she obviously doesn't know yet, and besides we still have a week before the term starts." Harry said putting a hand on Hermione's shoulder. She shrugged. I nodded to Harry, without noticing that my face was slightly softer, Harry noticed this but didn't say anything.

"How old are you?" Ron asked.

"20." I said flatly. Their jaws dropped.

"But you look younger than 17!" Ginny said gaping at me. I shrugged.

"You're mother said that." I said scratching the back of my head. Ron spotted my swords.

"Whoa you have two swords!" he said pointing to them.

"What these?" I asked fondly fiddling with the longer swords hilt. "They can't cut so don't worry."

"If they can't cut, why not get two new ones?" Ron asked.

"Just because." I said. I don't know why I was telling them this, but here I felt safe to trust, very little mind you, but trust all the same. I gripped the hilt of my main katana and pulled it out revealing its reversed blade.

"Oh so it can cut, you just have to turn it around." Hermione said.

"But I will not." I said sheathed the katana again.

"Ah, Mani," I heard Molly's voice come out, "this is Remus Lupin." I saw a tall man about in his early 30's though he already had some graying hair and he wore ragged clothing.

"Ohyo." I said bowing to him. He raised an eyebrow but nodded back smiling.

"We need you to come with us to Diagon Ally. You can get some of your supplies there." I nodded and followed them into what seemed to be a living room. They walked to the fireplace.

Molly threw some sort of powder into the fire and it turned green. "What the-!"

"It's quite alright, here Remus will go first." Molly said nodding to him. Remus walked into the fire bringing a squeak from me.

"DIAGON ALLY!" he nearly shouted and he was gone.

"See, it's very simple, all you have to do is say Diagon Ally very, very clearly, and it will take you there, and don't worry, it won't burn you." She said pushing me into the fire.

I coughed a bit then said "DIAGON ALLY!" as clearly as I could.

My body began to twist and spin; I tucked my arms close to me. I soon came to a jolting stop and I fell out of the fireplace covered in soot and I coughed quite a bit.

"Good job, you always got to watch yourself at the end." Remus said pulling me up. Soon Molly came and you all set out.

We came to a tiny courtyard. "Um…" I was confused.

Then Remus took out a stick well polished.

"Two up three across." He muttered while tapping the bricks with his stick. I gasped as I saw them move into a brick archway.

"Weird." Was all I could say.

"Since you're going to be a teacher and will not be an underage witch, you can do spells without getting into trouble." Molly said leading me towards a shop with fading gold lettering saying:

Olivander's Finest Wands

As I opened the door a small bell jingled from somewhere.

"Well, I don't believe I have ever seen you before." Said a misty voice behind me. I jumped and spun around, my hand flying to the hilt of my main katana and popping it out of its sheath, but not drawing it. "No need for violence, I am guessing you are here for a wand?" said the man. He had white hair and misty gray eyes that sort of creeped me out.

I nodded, "yes sir."

He nodded and went to the back of his shop and then came back with a slender box. He opened it to revile a long wand. "Dragon heartstring, 11 inches, willow, nice and whippy, good for transfiguration." He handed it to me.

But as soon as I gripped it in my hand he whipped it away. "No, no, no, that wont do." He muttered and got another box. "Unicorn hair, 13 inches, oak." I gripped it. "Give it a wave!" he said. I swished it feeling foolish.

I gave a startled gasp when a window burst. "Nope, no, and definitely not." He said swiping the wand from me.

On and on this went on for 20 minutes. But the more the wands failed, the more Olivander got exited.

"It seems you already have a wand." He said finally.