Summary: Dumbledore's daughter – Aly's life including her best friend Lily, the impossible Marauder's, and her life with her father as headmaster.

Disclaimer: ok, we all know I don't any of the characters you recognize or any of the settings – they are J.K. Rowling's. I do claim Alyson though.

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Minerva McGonagall smiled as a small blur of purple ran past her. Dumbledore came walking into the front hall of Hogwarts, smiling.

"Where did she go?" he asked.

"Follow the purple," Minerva said pointing up the steps.

Dumbledore smiled and shook his head and started up the steps. Minerva followed him.

"So, how does Aly like her new baby-sitter?"

"She bit her," Dumbledore said.

"She what?" Minerva asked in surprise.

"She bit her and then she quit," he said with a smile.

"That child has got one nasty temper," Minerva said.

"But of course," Dumbledore said, "She is a Dumbledore after all."

They reached the top of the steps and continued down the corridors. The pictures turned and greeted both of them as they passed. They turned the corner to Dumbledore's office and there stood Aly looking quite innocent.

"What did you do?" Dumbledore asked his daughter.

"Nuthin'" she replied in a sweet voice, but smiled wickedly.

Dumbledore raised an eyebrow at the four year old and went over to the gargoyle that guarded his office. "Peppermint Toad."

The gargoyle didn't move. Aly stifled her giggle.

Dumbledore looked down at Aly and asked, "Did you change the password, Alyson?"

Aly put on a very innocent face. So, innocent, in fact, that it was obviously fake. "Me?" she asked.

Dumbledore surveyed his daughter through his half-moon spectacles. "What did you change it to?"

She played innocent for a few more minutes, and then said, "Come here. It's a secret."

Dumbledore leaned down and listened as Aly whispered something into his ear.

Dumbledore sighed and stood then asked Aly, "Are you sure that's what it is?"

Aly nodded and smiled.

"Fine," he heaved another sigh, "Pantalonil Palaver."

The gargoyle came to life and jumped aside. Aly giggled and ran onto the revolving stairway. Minerva came over to Dumbledore and asked, "What does that mean?" "You don't want to know," Dumbledore said putting up his hand and walking onto the stairway. Minerva followed him.

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Aly had grown up in Hogwarts. She knew every secret passage there was. She knew the Forbidden Forest like the back of her hand. The centaurs knew her and many loved her spunk and spirit. Besides her father, Aly was the only human welcomed with open arms into the centaur community. She ran the large grounds, played on the Quidditch pitch after the student's curfew while the students watched miserably from their common rooms. She knew every password and it wouldn't be a surprise to find her wondering in your common room late at night, early in the morning, or in between classes. She even sat in on a few classes, now and then, showing off and raising her hand every time a question was asked.

However, once she turned nine, a problem hit Dumbledore. One he was not prepared to handle: boys. The 1st year boys began to notice Aly and would try and get her to sit with them at meals when she was there. She caused much jealous from all the girls in the school, since even the 7th year boys would take notice of the breath-taking beauty. She had inherited her mother's dark hair that naturally fell into beautiful curls and her father's astonishing blue eyes. She was sweet and charming and almost any boy who talked to her would fall almost instantly in love, even at the young age of nine.

She quickly learned that she could cause trouble and could get fights to start over her. Once she even sent two boys to the hospital wing. Dumbledore figured the best thing to do to stop her from getting into to trouble would be to not let her come to Hogwarts anymore. She was forced to stay in the cottage she slept in, since she basically lived at Hogwarts otherwise, and she threw fits. She ran away, which didn't work because every person in the small wizard town knew who she was. She screamed endlessly when ever her father would come home. She's cry herself to sleep and the living room floor. More than anything she wanted to be at Hogwarts. It was her home. Many times she tried to sneak back up into the school, but there was no avail, she got caught every time.

She became sullen towards her father. The only person she would talk to would be Hagrid, the grounds keeper at the school. He would come to visit her everyday. He'd make her tea and tell her stories about his previous night at a bar or about the Quidditch match that had taken place that day. She loved her time with Hagrid.

Her anger with her father just grew every time he'd come home and after seeing her face twisted with anger, say, "Only 2 more years, Aly, then you can come and stay at Hogwarts."

She'd scream and stomp off to her room.

Eventually, her time did come. The last day of July, Aly got her Hogwarts letter. She danced around the cottage and sang the Hogwarts school song at the top of her lungs. She ran up to the school gates and waited for Hagrid. As he appeared, she burst into joyous chatter about her letter.

Hagrid laughed and said, "Did ya have any doubts 'bout getting' in?"

"No, of course not! But now its official!" she laughed.

"Ya goin' take the train on Sept'mber 1?" Hagrid asked.

"Of course!" Aly cried, "I want the full experience. No matter what he says."

"Aw, com'on, Al, don't talk 'bout ya dad like that."

Aly made face and then laughed again, "I finally get to go back!"