"I hop you find I have the necessary qualifications."

"Yes, Lily, it was never a question of that."

"Then what is it, Albus? Why won't you hire me?"

Albus frowned.

"I know you don't fear the curse, you must have heard what happened to Remus."

"No curse frightens me." Lily's green eyes shown with determination.

"And I suppose you'll say that if I was prepared to ask Alastor I can't reject you on the grounds that you're a recluse..."

Lily nodded. Her eyes remained fixed on him. It had been a long time since Albus had been frightened by a pair of piercing green eyes.

If only he could explain why... if he could describe these feelings in words, perhaps one wouldn't have to wait so long to become a Mysterious Old Wizard. Well, if that was the case then it was probably for the best that he couldn't. Albus sighed.