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The rest of the day was a blur. Kayley was shocked to say the least. Why was he worried about getting a profile? Why didn't he already have one? She had dug out Severus Snape's file and couldn't find anything in it matching what the paper said. Why had they left this all out? How did she miss it when she redid the files? The best Kayley could come up with was that the papers were stuck behind a file cabinet. She hadn't invented the searching spell back then and could have easily missed them. It bothered her that she didn't have time to read the rest of the papers at work and Kayley took them home with her.

She looked at them at the table while she ate and then finished them in the living room. They were the most interesting things that she had read in a while. She read that after Severus and Draco had been running for about three months they were captured. There was a trial, but the Prophet was sure of a guilty verdict for both of them. There were no witnesses and the only thing that they were going on was that more than one person had testified that they had seen Draco and Severus leave the tower and it didn't help that they were both on the run when they were caught. Then the case went came to a turning point when a witness came forward. Harry Potter had grudgingly testified that Draco had not killed Dumbledore. The paper made it clear that even though Harry had testified that Draco didn't kill Dumbledore he definitely didn't put in a good word for him. As a matter of fact he had done the exact opposite. When the trial was over Severus Snape was taken to Azkaban and Draco was put on probation. Harry insisted that Draco was a Death Eater and that his forearm be checked before he was aloud to leave, but the minister was in a hurry and no one else was very interested. That was what she got from the article anyway.

It was around midnight before she got to bed.

"Mrs. Kipling, I noticed that this isn't in here." Kayley said showing Mrs. Kipling the paper and the profile.

"Well, why didn't put it in there when you redid it!" Mrs. Kipling yelled.

Kayley was shocked. "I didn't find them until recently; didn't you see them when you did it?" Kayley asked.

"That is your job! You should have put it in there.!" Mrs. Kipling shrieked. "YOU'RE FIRED! KAYLEY? ARE YOU LISTENING? YOU'RE FIRED. KAYLEY! KAYLEY! KAYLEY!" her voice was getting fainter.

"WHAT!" Kayley yelled back sitting up in bed. Garvin, the butler her parents insisted on keeping around, even though no one ever came over except Sky, was standing in her doorway.

"Someone is here to see you, miss." He said, looking very rigid in her doorway.

"I'll be down in a minute." Kayley said stumbling out of bed. He shut the door behind him as he left. Kayley glanced at the clock. It read 4:00. Why were there people there at this hour? Kayley thought groggily, flipping on the light. She hurriedly pulled on a pair of jeans and socks and shoes. There must be an emergency at work. Kayley thought pulling on a t-shirt without a bra. She didn't brush her hair or anything as she hurried down the stairs. She found the visitor in the last sitting room she came to.

"Oh, shit," She said softly, seeing who the visitor was. Draco Malfoy was sitting in her sitting room, in her house, reading the papers she had brought home from work. He folded the paper and put it down, turning his gaze onto her. She self-consciously started running her fingers through her ratty hair. It looked awful, she could tell, by the way it felt. Kayley awkwardly moved to the chair across from him with her arms folded across her chest.

Garvin was there in a second. "Can I get you any refreshments?" Kayley raised an eyebrow. He never did anything, and it amazed her at how good he actually was at his job.

"Nothing for me, thank you." Draco said, not taking his eyes off Kayley.

"Whatever you can find with the most caffeine." Kayley said, or the strongest alcohol you can find. Kayley thought feeling slightly sick at the position she was in. Garvin did a little about face and went to get it.

"What are you wearing?" Draco asked. He sounded disgusted.

Kayley narrowed her eyes slightly. "Clothes," She said.

He held up one of the papers. "What is this?"

While Kayley was trying to decide what to say, she realized that she hadn't ever invited him over. "How did you get into my house?" After she asked, she realized that she didn't really expect him to answer.

"You're curses are almost exactly the same as mine. I disarmed the ones I knew and guessed at the ones I didn't." He said evenly.

Garvin showed up just as he finished his sentence. He had a cup of coffee that smelled like it had a lot of sugar in it. God bless him. As soon as he handed it to her, he left them alone again. Draco turned his attention back to her.

"I thought we agreed on no profiles." Was all he said.

"I don't remember that." Kayley said evenly. She took a sip of the hot liquid and burned her tongue.

"I'd like to see it." He said. Kayley sat her coffee down on the table beside her chair, to free up her hands and arms to cover her chest.

"I'm afraid that profiles are confidential, it would be against the law for me to show you." She said calmly.

"So break the law. You have before." He reminded her.

"I'll tell you what; I'll show you the profile if you add to it something worth breaking the law for." Kayley said. She looked him right in the eye the whole time. He leaned forward slightly.

"Deal." He said.

"Excuse me." Kayley said, crossing the room to the stairs. Once she was out of his sight, she started running to her bedroom. When she got there, she flipped on the light and threw off her shirt, looking around wildly for a bra. After she put on a bra, she hurried to the attached bathroom and starred at her reflection in horror. She brushed her hair quickly and went back into her bedroom, wondering how much time she had taken up already. She picked up the profile on her bedside table and ran back down the stairs, that is until right before Draco would be able to see her, and then she slowed to a walk. She handed him the profile, sat down and took another sip of her coffee.

Draco absently flipped through the profile. Kayley watched his facial expressions to see his reaction, but his face stayed blank. After awhile he neatly arranged the papers and slid them back into the folder. He handed it back to her, careful not to spill the papers. "Snape was responsible for the Towler murders," was all he said.

"That helps me so much." Kayley said sarcastically, stifling a yawn. She wished he would leave; she had to be to work by seven in the morning.

"What did they say when you got back?" He asked, ignoring her sarcasm.

"About what? What happened after the attack, or what I found out?"

"Both." He said.

"Well they accepted the story I made up, but I'm not sure they believed it." She said.

"Do they expect…?"

"No, I don't think so. There was nothing to say about the information that I had. It wasn't important, and I didn't find out anything we didn't already know." He nodded.

"Is that all you came here for?" Kayley asked, standing. She already knew the answer.

"Yes," He said, getting up too.

"Well then, if you don't mind I have to be to work by seven tomorrow." She paused, and decided he didn't have anything else to say. "Garvin!" she called. The hunched over butler walked into the room instantaneously. "Would please you show Mr. Malfoy to the door?" She turned to Draco. "Good-bye, Mr. Malfoy." He nodded once and followed Garvin to the door. Kayley slowly made her way back to bed.

The next day at work went slowly, as Kayley was still working on updating files. She was relieved when it was time for her lunch break. She read the paper and ate at home like usual and then went back to work. Kayley opened the door and stood frozen in the doorway. There was a tall, blond man, who looked only slightly older than, her sitting on her desk, thumbing through the profile she had been working on.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU"RE DOING?" She yelled, he looked up from the profile and smiled. He slid off her desk and put the profile back where she had left it. He stepped closer and extended his hand.

"Ethan Phelps." He said. Kayley glared at him and made no move to take his hand. "The Minister has just granted me a position and told me to come here and wait for you."

"Then you should have waited." Kayley said vehemently.

"I was, and then I got bored." He said stuffing his hands into his pockets.

"Aren't you old enough to control your boredom and your curiosity?" Kayley could feel her nails digging into her palms. She felt a gently push behind her and moved to let Mrs. Kipling in.

"What's going on?" she asked once she was in the room.

"I came in and this son of a…man," Kayley said catching herself just in time, "was going through the profiles." Kayley explained.

"Who are you?" Mrs. Kipling said.

"I am Evan Phelps; the Minister gave me a position in this department and said to come here…"

"Mrs. Kipling, would you please take Mr. Phelps and get him a different position, one not in my department…."

"But this in my area of expertise…" He interrupted, Kayley held up a hand to silence him and turned on her heel.

"I'll be back, lock the door behind you." Kayley said reaching for her cloak. "Damn it!" she cursed when it wasn't there. "Accio cloak!" Kayley started down the hall and in a few seconds it had floated into her hand. She wrapped it around her and went outside into the wind and the cold.

With a pop, Kayley appeared on a mountain. It was snowing there and the flakes swirled around her. Kayley glanced around until she found a hole in the side of the mountain. It was half hidden by snow and bushes. Kayley carefully lowered herself into the hole and slid down. The ground had looked muddy inside the hole, but it was an illusion and was really dry and clean. Kayley emerged in a huge underground room, facing a castle that looked like it was made of the same stone found in caves. It was surrounded by stalactites and stalagmites. It was covered in magical light. The drawbridge was lowered and Kayley went across it. Crossing a small underground stream that went around the castle.

Kayley raised the giant doorknocker and knocked three times on the giant oak door. It opened by itself and she went in. The door opened into a room with a giant spiral staircase in the center of it. Kayley could see several students hurrying around on the upper levels. It was warm in the castle and Kayley loosened her cloak before mounting the giant staircase. There were places kind of like platforms to get onto the stairs on every floor. Kayley got off on the third floor and turned right to the magnificent library that felt so familiar.

Kayley watched the librarian, Mrs. Zared, glance at her, go back to shelving books, and then do a double take. Despite her irritation, Kayley smiled at her, as she made her way to her. Mrs. Zared hugged her. Kayley looked around, remembering the hours she used to spend here.

"Kayley! What are you doing here?" The old woman asked, clearly delighted.

"I actually came to ask you about a book you had just ordered the year I graduated." Kayley said, suddenly wishing she had more time. "The Complex Book of Transfiguration?"

"Yes! I knew you were interested in that one. No one's checked it out though, well except Professor Jarvis, of course. I'll go get it for you." She moved off towards her desk and Kayley followed. Mrs. Kipling pulled a huge book bound in green leather off of the shelf, and handed it to Kayley. Kayley stared at it almost loving, having a hard time not opening it right then and there.

"What do you need it for?" Mrs. Zared asked conversationally. "Light reading?" She chortled at her own joke.

"I wish." Kayley said tucking the book gently under her arm. "I'm going to use it for security reasons."

"Security reasons? Kayley Daniels, only you could use a transfiguration book for security!"

"You'd be surprised." Kayley said.

"With you? No I wouldn't" Mrs. Zared said. She looked thoughtful for a minute.

"You should go see Professor Jarvis." She said finally.

"I would love to," Kayley said, regret licking every word. "But I can't. I'm in too big of a hurry. Maybe I could make a social visit later." Mrs. Zared shrugged and gave Kayley another hug. "See yah later." Kayley said heading back to the spiral stairs.

Kayley was almost to the first floor when she heard someone calling her name. She stopped and turned around. A blond boy was running down the stairs toward her. When he got there she recognized him as Sebastian, he was in his first year when she graduated, so he must about twelve now. "Kayley, Professor Jarvis wants to see you."

"Can I go some other time?" She asked. "I'm kind of in a hurry."

"No, he wants to see you right now." Kayley sighed and looked at the ceiling of the castle. Professor Jarvis' room was on the second to the last floor at the top.

"Fine." She said, sad for being interrupted, but Professor Jarvis was her favorite teacher and she did want to see him.

Kayley knocked on the door. She heard a muffled 'come in' form the other side and went in. He was sitting at his desk, and looked like he wasn't doing anything. It would seem weird, since most people would at least pretend to do something while they were waiting for a meeting. Then again Professor Jarvis was what some would consider a horse of a different color.

He was pretty strange in some ways. The first thing strange about him that Kayley had noticed in school was that he seemed to only have one name all of the other teachers only called him 'Jarvis'. He always introduced himself as 'Jarvis', and every paper Kayley had ever seen him sign was signed 'Jarvis'. He also was the only teacher who insisted on being called 'Professor.' All of the other teachers preferred to be called 'Mr.', 'Mrs.' or 'Miss.' He had always looked young, well middle aged. He had not aged in all of Kayley's years in school and still looked just as young. His brown hair, mustache, and short beard showed no signs of a graying. His blue eyes still shone with youth. Kayley had wondered about this many times, he had to be older than he looked.

He stood behind his desk and extended his hand. Kayley took it and smiled. It was ironic how funny this seemed to her. This was the first time he had shook her hand. Of course, the last time she had seen him he was her teacher, and what teacher shakes hands with his students?

"Kayley," He said by way of greeting as he sat down.

"Professor," Kayley said sitting also and trying not to laugh at his formalness.

"What are you doing back at school?" He asked conversationally.

"Oh, you knew I'd be back sooner or later." She said with a smile. "I came to borrow a book." Kayley said holding up the Transfiguration book.

He nodded. "What are you going to use it for?" He asked.

Kayley exhaled a little sigh. "Security, I caught some loser in my office going through files."

"I see and what were you thinking of using?" He asked nodding to the book.

"I'm not sure yet. Why did you want to see me, Professor?" She asked.

"I have a proposition." He said, now gazing at her steadily. "I've never had a student like you before, in all my years, I've never seen someone so gifted in Transfiguration as you are." He got up, crossed the room to the door, and peeked out. He then shut the door and went back to his seat. "I've figured out the secret of wandless magic." He said in a lowered voice.

Kayley sat up a little straighter and leaned forward slightly. "You mean controlled

wandless magic?" Her voice was now almost a whisper too. He gave a slight nod.

"Have you told anyone? The Ministry?" He shook his head.

"No, and I won't, Britain is in the middle of a war. A war that it looks like we're going to join. Can you imagine what would happen if either side got a hold of this? No, I won't tell while there's a war going on, probably not even it there was no war."

Kayley smiled, "So never, then? Why are you telling me this?" Her smile faded at the second sentence.

"I think you could do it." He said, looking very serious. "I'd like to teach you how." Kayley looked thoughtful for several minutes. She and Professor Jarvis could be the only two people with the ability to do wandless magic. Then again, when would she have time to learn it? Her work was taxing already and only looked like it would get worse. She also had to deal with how not to give Draco any important without him knowing she wasn't telling him everything.

"I can't." She finally said sadly. "Work is keeping me busier than ever, and now I have two new problems to figure out." She said almost apologetically.

Professor Jarvis nodded. "Well, you think about it some more, and if your work load ever lightens, come see me."

"I will." Kayley said sincerely, allowing herself to be lead to the door.