A year in the life of Harry Potter

Chapter 32: August, 28

"Mummy's just got a letter from Professor Dumbledore!" Quentin exclaimed, bursting into Harry's room. He was in bed reading Fantastic beasts and where to find them for the second time.

"Concerning what?"

"Thing is," Quentin said, "she's an actress, y'know? Acting in muggle movies under the name Dawn Evans. There is a new movie going to be filmed in a month, and she got the lead part, but now Professor Dumbledore wants her to ditch the role and become the Muggle Studies teacher at Hogwarts. Of course she's not happy. She loves acting, y'know? So Daddy suggested that maybe Dumbledore could started a new subject instead of having Muggle Studies - Drama - so that Mummy can teach that, but she says he'd never do such a thing. So either she ignores Professor Dumbledore and acts in her movie and she ditches her role and becomes a teacher at Hogwarts, but she wants to neither give up acting nor disappoint the headmaster."

"Wait a minute," Harry said. "Didn't you say that Lucy is a pureblood? Would other pureblood families even approve of her teaching Muggle Studies?"

Quentin shrugged. "There's a bit of a shortage of teachers, so the other purebloods would probably suggest cancelling that subject, but Professor Dumbledore is a muggle-lover and would rather have a pureblood teaching it than to have to give it up."

"Can't she refuse? I mean, it's not like she can suddenly say she can't act in that movie because she got offered a teaching post, can she?"

"But she also can't say as a pureblood that she can't take the job because she has muggle work. Thing of the scandal!"

"Then what does everyone think she's working as?"

"They don't. Apparently her husband and my father got killed, leaving us with more than enough money to live off."

"How many lies to you all have to tell to make it a secret that Severus is your father?" Harry asked, shaking his head.

Quentin looked saddened at him. "My life's practically built on lies. When I was born Daddy and Mummy had the choice between saying that I was his daughter and that my mum died giving birth to me or saying that I was her daughter and that my father got killed, and they decided it'd be safer for me to be her daughter. As long as I didn't go to Hogwarts things were kinda okay because at home or at the Malfoy's I didn't have to pretend, but when I started going to Hogwarts I had to be careful not to let a single word slip about me being his daughter."

"So, what d'you think Lucy's gonna do?" Harry asked after a moment of silence.

Quentin shrugged. "She's probably going to have to take the teaching post I think."