And so begins another story! Hopefully this one will be updated faster than my others! I've had this plot in my head for about two months, and I'm really happy I finally get to start it! Please tell me any mistakes, as I don't have a beta, and PLEASE tell me if you think Kayleigh's a Mary-Sue!

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Wand. Need to get my wand. Where the fuck did I put it? Shit, there's only five minutes left in lunch! Where did I leave it?

Kayleigh Nadine Quieras-Jones was standing in the middle of the Entrance Hall, her hands balled into fists at her sides, a deep scowl on her face. She was already in a bad mood due to the attacks on the muggleborns that kept happening. She was perfectly happy that they were petrified, but she wanted to know who was controlling the stupid 'Monster of Slytherin'. She hated muggleborns as a rule, but she had befriended one; Linda Cassony, another sixth year Hufflepuff, and would sincerely hate to see the one tolerable muggleborn frozen into a statue like the rest of the idiots.

Kayleigh was not quite the typical daughter of a blood-traitor family. She was a blood-traitor to blood-traitors, so she couldn't decide if that made her a blood-traitor or a blood-supremacist. But all she knew is that muggleborns were stealing the magic from the old pureblood families, but nobody from Hufflepuff agreed with her, so now she was being shunned! Shunned by a bunch of loyal freaks who couldn't tell the difference between a kneazle and an owl! She knew she should have been in Slytherin, but her clumsiness and forgetfulness meant that she was stuck with the Hufflepuffs. Also she asked the hat not to be in Slytherin; otherwise her family may have disinherited her, calling her 'dark'. And with her extravagant lifestyle and lack of work ethic, being cut off from her family's extensive bank account would be disastrous.

She sighed and rubbed her eyes, trying to think back and remember where she had left her wand. She wasn't even entirely sure she had brought it back to her dormitory the night before, and when she asked Linda if she would summon her wand for her, she had refused! The urge to hex her into next week was truly overwhelming, but she didn't have her fucking wand, and Linda's wand would never work properly against its owner.

Stupid wand. She scowled, beginning to walk around the castle, determined to find her wand, and hex Linda as soon as she got the chance.

"I think that's illegal..." a soft voice from behind a door immediately captured Kayleigh's attention. Probably because of the word 'illegal'.

"Would you rather the world be as it is now?" Now she was definitely interested, she was sure that voice was Professor Dumbledore's. She knelt down to the keyhole and pressed her ear against it, eager to know what was going on.

"No, but..." Aha! Professor McGonagall. That stupid bitch who gave her a detention for forgetting her wand. They were just taking notes for Merlin's sake!

"But nothing." Professor Dumbledore interrupted sternly. "This is the best way I can think of to kill two birds with one stone."

Kayleigh frowned deeply. Why was Dumbledore trying to kill two birds? And why was he using stones? Curses worked so much easier.

"But won't we need a volunteer?" Her frown disappeared instantly. A chance to kill two birds? Sounds like fun, whatever the reason behind it.

"I'll do it!" she announced, bursting into the room where Professors McGonagall and Dumbledore were sitting. They spun around instantly, shock on both of their faces.

"Miss. Jones!" Professor McGonagall frowned.

"Quieras-Jones." She corrected, annoyed at the omission.

"So, Miss Quieras-Jones, you are willing to partake in this... Mission?" Professor Dumbledore asked, his blue eyes twinkling, staring into her brown ones.

"Yes." She nodded.

"And I assume you know what it entails?"

"I think so." She replied uncertainly.

"You think so?" Professor McGonagall snorted. Kayleigh glared at her. They never had gotten along.

"Well, I would like some clarification as to what this mission involves." She snapped, a bit of her Mexican accent slipping through as her temper rose.

"Very good." Professor Dumbledore said serenely, completely oblivious to the hostility radiating from the two females. "You will need to travel fifty year back into the past,"

"To kill birds?" she asked.

"What? No, no birds. You will need to travel fifty years into the past to catch the true heir of Slytherin."

"Then why did you mention killing birds?" she argued, a bit put out by the lack of bird killing.

"It's a muggle expression." Professor McGonagall explained.

"Gross." She muttered without thinking, her face screwed up in disgust at the mention of the word muggle.

"You will also be asked to keep an eye out for Ton Riddle." Dumbledore continued, "He began to get worse in seventh year, so we believe that something must have happened. Probably girl trouble." He added with a twinkle in his eye, contrasting his serious face. "So you must keep all girls away from him."

"What about boys?" she asked, "Maybe he found out he was gay and got really depressed about it. And why do you care so much about this Tom Riddle guy, lots of students are depressed, but nobody is sent back in time to help them."

"Because not all students end up as Dark Wizards." Professor McGonagall snapped.

"Dark wizard? Which one?" Kayleigh asked, a glint in her eye.

"Lord Voldemort." Professor Dumbledore replied simply, earning himself flinches from both other occupants of the room.

"Sure, I guess I'll do it." Kayleigh conceded, shrugging. "Will I still have to do work?"

Professor Dumbledore opened his mouth to speak before being interrupted by Professor McGonagall.

"Yes! And when you get back no time will have passed so you will do the year twice." She said, trying to sway Kayleigh's decision, wanting someone else to go back, someone less likely to join Lord Voldemort if he asked.

"Yes but I'll already have done it once so it'll be really easy the second time around and I'll get awesome marks." She grinned, leaning against the wall just in time for the bell to sound, signalling the end of lunch. "Hey, Professor Dumbledore, do you think you could summon my wand for me, I can't find it." She added, not wanting to get into any more trouble.

"Of course." He smiled, and with a wave of his wand her wand zoomed out of her book bag and into his outstretched hand.

She blushed and accepted it, rushing out of the door to potions class, muttering her thanks.

"Be here tomorrow after dinner. We'll do it then." She heard him call after her.