"Whutcher Arya!" a large jet of flame streaked past her head as Arya Dragomir ran towards the large Swedish Short-snout. She held a long, unique blade in her hand wielding it with grace and elegance. Arya clipped its wing with the saber, and swung around to jump on its back. Charlie blew a loud whistle and was replied by an even louder roar from a special Japanese Diamond Back Dragon. The black and crimson dragon quickly flew towards the rising Short-snout, letting out a great roar. Its great roar pushed for dominance, and the Short-snout complied by retreating. "Great job Shinya! Thank you my friend!" the girl shouted to the black dragon.
[Always my pleasure, little one. he said in her mind.
"Nice one Arya! A little close there with the fire…"
"Like you could do any better Charlie?" Charlie Weasely looked at his Romanian friend smiling sheepishly. "Andrew, where the bloody hell have you been?"
"I just got back. I had to pop over to the dojo in order to fix my blade, oh and Grandfather is here-"
"Damn…I was hoping he'd show up next week when we were going to be a little less busy!"
"Well you'd better go now, it seemed urgent." Arya rolled her eyes at her twin, their steely eyes matching.
"By the by, Isamu has been itching to train. You might need to get on that instead of hopping around from place to place!" Andrew watched his sister run out of sight towards the camp. He looked at Charlie who was now just shaking his head.
"I can honestly say life is never boring with you two around. I mean your mum is my mentor, but I've learned more from you two than her with her being gone so frequently. Especially the last two years…" Andrew let out a bark-like laugh, joining Charlie's musing.
Meanwhile, Arya flipped her long silky hair out of her face as she entered the tent. Her grandfather sat at the table staring at a picture of her mother, Kiara, with a solemn expression. "What's wrong? Did someone die?"
"Arya! Come, come and sit." Obeying her grandfather, the girl sat next to her mother and looked up into his eyes. They had lost their usual twinkle, and the man seemed much more tired then when she last saw him. "Arya, I've come bearing grave news. Your father has…well has…"
"He's fallen, hasn't he? And he still didn't know did he?"
"That is correct. However that is not all I have in store for you. I originally wanted your mother to come teach at my school, in the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts, but you know already what happened at the ministry. She gave her life to save Harry; before I could get to him she stood facing Voldemort and held him off to the best of her abilities…but…"
"It's ok Grandfather, it wasn't anyone's fault but Voldemort's."
"Yes, yes of course. However, I wanted to offer you and Andrew the job. This would become complicated though because I also wish," the great man paused knowing how the girl would react, "To enroll you into Hogwarts."
"What? Are you out of your mind Grandfather? Andrew and I completed our magical training years and years ago! I mean I know we're only sixteen, but we're better than any overage wizard!"
"I know, but it would help protect Harry, and to find out things in the school that are happening under an old headmaster's nose," he explained winking, "You would be sorted as students, however I wish for you to teach DADA. Therefore, you and your brother will become teacher's assistants, like in the muggle universities. You two will split the job in half. One will be the professor one day the other helping out, and alternate in that fashion." The girl mulled the idea around in her head for a while.
"What are we going to teach though, I mean-"
"Pick the subjects that you each are better at and teach those. I am sure you will be fine. The two of you are the legendry twin riders, the last of your kind! I have complete faith that the Knight Dragon twins are capable to teach others about defending against the dark arts. Especially considering your record with Voldemort." Arya nodded in agreement while standing. She began to pace as Dumbledore continued. "Your brother however will be doing something a little more on the dangerous side I'm afraid." Her head snapped around in shock.
"Like what?"
"Well, he offered to go into Slytherin to do some reconnaissance. He will be the ears listening in on the darker half of the school. This means that it is your job to follow Harry and protect him, as well as teach him some of your more…intensive training. Would you do this for me?" Arya took a moment to collect her thoughts but quickly came to a decision.
"Yes sir. Besides, when have you known me to turn you down?" a smile grew on each of their faces.
"Your parents would be so proud of you two. Always remember that."