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Chapter 2

Missy blinked a couple of times, not saying anything. Dumbledore released his hold on her and held her at arms length, looking her
over. Seeing her dazed and confused expression, he said, "I guess I have some explaining to do…" She nodded automatically, and went along as he led her to an overstuffed armchair and sat her down.

Dumbledore walked around the desk and sat, keeping his eyes on her. He peered over his spectacles before beginning to speak. "You see, my dear, almost sixteen years ago a friend and I imbibed a bit too much firewhiskey and we got a bit carried away…needless to say, her pregnancy was a bit of a surprise, but neither of us were disappointed.

"The problem was, there was a war going on, and both of us were high profile warriors against an evil man bent on ruling the world. We
decided, before you were born, that we would have to send you away, for your own protection. This became more important as I became witness to a prophecy which foretold the downfall of this evil lord at the hands of a child, and that child could have been you. We knew we must keep you safe above all else. So we sent you away, to a different world, a world where magic only existed in story books, a world where you could never be found.

"We had hoped that fifteen years would be long enough for the threat to pass, so we set up a mirror spell which would allow you to enter
our world on your fifteenth birthday. And so you have!" he said with a smile, but he looked serious again in an instant. "Unfortunately,
while Voldemort, the evil man, was defeated many years ago, he has again risen to power and we are on the eve of another great war. But you are here with both your mother and I at Hogwarts, which is probably the safest place in our world."

Dumbledore had finished speaking, and Missy was in a state of utter elation. Here were her real parents! And her real world! Everything
she could have hoped for was somehow coming true. "So, I can stay here?" she asked, heart in her throat.

"Of course you can, my dear daughter!" Dumbledore said, a smile spreading across his face again. "It will be a bit of a challenge for
you to catch up to the other students your age, but we can arrange private tutoring with the professors until you feel ready to join the
classroom. I dare say you're too old to be sorted, so I shall arrange for you to have your own quarters, outside the house dormitories, but
a young girl needs socialization. You'll have access to all the common rooms of all four houses, so that you can make friends and
spend time with them. Does that sound like it will work for you?" he asked, looking at her expectantly.

"It sounds wonderful!" Missy squealed. She jumped out of her chair and ran around the desk, throwing her arms around her father's neck. "I just can't believe that I'm here, that this is all really happening!" Tears of joy began to run down her face, mirrored by the
tears in Dumbledore's eyes.

"Come, my dear," he said wetly. "Let us go meet your mother."

Missy couldn't hold in her excitement as they walked through the hallowed halls of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Her
eyes drank in every detail of the walk up to the classroom where, her father had assured her, her mother would be. She was racking her
brain, trying to figure out who her mother could be. Obviously, she was a teacher at Hogwarts, but that didn't necessarily mean she was a
character from the movies, because new teachers arrived every year, and they hadn't made the movie of this year yet. Her heart began to
pound as Dumbledore (she wasn't quite used to him being "Dad" yet) stopped at a classroom door and knocked. A muffled "Enter" could be heard through the thick wood, and he turned the handle and pushed the door open.

"Professor, I think there's someone here you'd like to see," Dumbledore said to the woman at the front of the room, as he stepped
through the doorway. Missy followed behind him meekly, afraid to look up into the face of her mother.

"She's arrived, Albus?" she woman asked, and a murmur rose from the class, having never heard their professor refer to the Headmaster as anything but Professor Dumbledore within the school. Dumbledore nodded in answer to her question, and placed his hand on Missy's back, bringing her forward. She finally looked up to the front of the room and gasped.

Professor McGonagall was rushing towards her, and threw her arms around Missy in a tight hug. "Oh, Artemis, you're finally here," she
said through her tears. Missy began to cry tears of her own as she embraced her mother back.

"Mother?" she asked quietly through the tears. "You're truly my mother?"

McGonagall nodded, caressing Missy's face. "Yes, darling, I am. And I've been waiting for this day for fifteen years, I can't believe that
you're finally here, home with us," she said with a fond look towards Dumbledore.

A polite cough sounded from the classroom, accompanied by a meek, "Professor?" McGonagall wiped the back of her hand across her face to get rid of the tears and turned back to her students. She looked at the girl who had spoken, a vaguely pretty girl with very large hair.

"I apologize for the interruption, children," Professor Dumbledore said, "but there has been a special arrival that I knew Professor
McGonagall would not forgive me for delaying."

"Yes, yes, class is dismissed," McGonagall said distractedly, hugging Missy again. Most of the students filed out of the room, happy to
have a free period, wondering who this new girl was. A few students stayed behind, obviously intent on finding out the answer to that very question. One was a handsome, tall, dark-haired boy with a distinctive scar on his forehead that made Missy gasp when she saw it.
At her gasp, her parents turned to see the students who had stayed behind. "May I help you, Mister Potter?" her mother asked in a mildly
amused voice, as if she had expected that he, if anyone, would stay behind. Harry Potter, as Missy knew he had to be, blushed crimson
before beginning.

"Um, Professor, who is this girl?" he asked hesitantly.

"This, Mister Potter, is a special guest of mine. A very special guest," she said with a smile at Missy.

"Excuse me Professor, but didn't I hear her call you mother?" the bushy haired girl, who had to be Hermione Granger, asked.

McGonagall paused for a moment before sighing and admitting, "Yes, you may have, Miss Granger. This is my daughter, Artemis, who has been away in special protection for fifteen years now."

The three students who had stayed behind (Ron had of course stayed with Harry and Hermione) gasped. "Your daughter, really? I didn't
think you were married," Ron questioned.

"One does not need to be married to produce children, Mister Weasley," Professor Dumbledore commented wryly with an arched eyebrow. Ron blushed as red as only a red-head could in embarrassment. "As it so happens, Artemis is my daughter as well."

"So, will she be joining the school?" Harry asked, once the shock of meeting the very beautiful daughter of his headmaster and
Transfiguration professor wore off.

"All will be explained at supper tonight," McGonagall said. "Now let me have some time with my daughter." The trio exited in a dejected
manner, all looking back at the new girl one last time, looks that were all returned. 'Wow, Harry sure is a cutie,' Missy thought,
though she kept it to herself. Now was not the time to be discussing boys with her parents.

"Oh, Artemis, I am so glad you've finally arrived," her mother exclaimed, and once again hugged her tight. "There is so much to tell
you, so much to catch up on. I know a lot of this is confusing and strange, I just hope you can adjust well."

"This is a dream come true, Mom," Missy answered. "I'm so happy to be here, it's all so new and exciting."

"Let us show you your quarters, Artemis," Dumbledore suggested. "It will be more comfortable there and there are a few things to show
you."

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