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Just like the Mirror of Erised the cloaked creature brought back memories of her deceased parents but that paled in comparison to having her child ripped away from her. This was the main reason why she disliked Dumbledore so much for reminding her and her brother of their losses. He wanted to manipulate her brother to face Voldemort on his terms without any proper training which was unacceptable to her. He might have tried to mask his annoyance at the way he had brutally killed Quirrell and destroyed the mirror beyond repair but she saw through his fake facade. She had lied to Voldemort about the stone. Her mirror image had placed it into her magically extended pocket and Dumbledore didn't even know about it.

"She is opening her eyes." Daphne said

Charlotte gazed at the adult who looked deeply worried. "What the bloody hell happened?"

"Language." The man chastised with a tiny hint of amusement. "You were attacked by a dementor, one of the guards of Azkaban. It was searching the train for Sirius Black."

She pulled herself to her seat tiredly as she focused on the man. "He must be a powerful wizard to escape something like that. But why would he board a train headed for Hogwarts? It's too risky."

The man nodded slightly before handing him a chocolate. She stared at him questioningly.

"It helps." He smiled.

Charlotte at the chocolate and felt its healing power take effect. Her clear sight returned and could see the man clearly. He wore an extremely shabby set of wizard's robes that had been darned in several places. He looked ill and exhausted. Though quite young, his light brown hair was flecked with grey.

"Where did the dementor go?"

"I drove it away." He replied.

"He used the Patronus Charm." Tracy spoke from the background. "My parents told me about it once ago."

"And so did mine." Daphne responded.

"I guess that means you are the new Defence Against The Dark Arts Professor, the Headmaster has done something right for once." Charlotte responded making the Professor raise a brow at her lack of respect. "The school hasn't technically opened yet, so you can't give me a detention yet Professor."

...

The day been going on so well. She got to watch her brother's arch-nemesis get mauled by a Hippogriff in amusement for insulting the proud magical beast. Sure Lucius Malfoy would seek retribution but it was well worth it.

Now staring at the wardrobe she wondered what she feared the most. She thought of Klaus and then the dementor.

"Next." Lupin instructed and Padma Patil stepped forward and stopped to stare at the door of the wardrobe awaiting the boggart to step out. There was loud hissing inside before the door opened slowly only for giant cobra head to take a sneak peak. It suddenly decided to step out to reveal its glory. It was massive.

"Riddikilus!" Padma shouted and shifted into a tiny white rabbit which hoped back into the wardrobe which then shut itself.

"Well done Miss Partil, next." Other students stepped forward and confronted the boggart. Charlotte also saw Harry struggling to come up with his greatest fear. Finally it was her turn and she stepped forward.

Lupin approached to stop the her from participating but stopped when a very attractive looking man stepped out of the box. He possessed dark curled-dirty blonde hair and dark blue eyes that contrasted with his pearl-white skin. His physical appearance was that of a man between the ages of 19-21.

He was dressed casually in a shirt covered by a dark jacket and jeans.

He gave a devilish smirk and the girl's in the room sighed longingly at the unnatural beauty only to scream at the veins and fangs that suddenly appeared as his face contorted into palpable fury.

"Riddikulus!"

The man changed into a moonstone which then zoomed back into the Wardrobe.

…

"Let's start." Dumbledore commenced the meeting looking at the Professors as they began to speak about their student's performance.

"Harry Potter's head seems to have grown even bigger this year and he still continues to be a menace with a cauldron." Snape said looking bored. "Draco on the other hand is getting better and better."

This didn't bode well with Minerva who glared at the man in disapproval whilst Lupin narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Charlotte's work on the other hand is Acceptable."

"Really Severus?" McGonagall demanded. "Harry Potter might not have Lily's talent but Charlotte's brews Exceeds Expectations!"

"Perhaps we should move on." Dumbledore suggested sensing a deep argument approaching.

Minerva pulled out a golden chalice seemingly out of nowhere and placed it on Dumbledore's desk. It had tiny rubies imbedded on it. "I instructed the students to transfigure birds into goblets an this is what Charlotte did."

The craftwork itself was a work of art.

"I think I would be the first to declare that her work surpasses even that of her father James Albus, wouldn't you say?"

All the Professors stared in awe except for Snape but deep down he was impressed.

Finally it was Professor Lupin's turn. "Something strange took place in the Boggart lesson." He said as he leaned forward.

"Stranger than Longbottom, somehow I highly doubt." Snape scoffed earning himself Minerva's dark glare.

"It was fine at the start before Charlotte's turn came." He continued ignoring Snape.

The others gasped.

"I expected Voldemort to make an appearance so natural I wanted to end the lesson quickly but something else appeared."

Dumbledore looked deeply curious. He knew that the girl wasn't afraid of the man, he had seen it in Harry's mind at how she had mocked the face sharing Quirrell's body.

"A man appeared Albus. He looked utterly unafraid and untouchable. I had no idea who he was and the smirk on his face screamed danger."

Snape scoffed again but was ignored.

"Veins suddenly appeared underneath his eyes followed by fangs, but the thing is…" Lupin paused slightly taking a small breath. "Fangs come in pairs. This vampire on the other hand two."

Snape suddenly rose up too tired to listen to man's ridiculous tale. "I have a lot of work to grade headmaster." With a swirl he left.

"Perhaps we should ask her who that person is." Professor McGonagall suggested making Dumbledore sigh as he leaned back to the back of his chair. "Charlotte will never reveal her secrets Minerva."

Lupin looked thoughtful for a moment. Perhaps he could speak to her.

…

Harry felt depressed as he walked down the corridor of the Castle. All his friends had left for the Hogs mead village which was a little village where only third to seventh year students were allowed to visit provided that their permission slips were signed by their guardians granting them permission. He had struck a deal with his uncle Vernon near holiday's end where he would agree to sign provided that he behaved in front of his aunt Marge who despised his guts. Saying that keeping to the deal was an epic failure would be putting mildly. He just couldn't contain his rage when she spoke cruelly of his deceased parents and inflated her.

"Hello brother."

Harry paused when he saw his sister standing next to a couple of Slytherins. It was still a surprise to him at how she had fitted perfectly in that house.

"This is Blaise Zabini, Tracy Davis and Daphne Greengrass." She introduced casually.

Truth be told he never once sought to interact with them having labelled all of them dark all thanks to Ron.

"How do you do?" The girl Daphne asked. He froze unable to come up with a coherent reply. Straight long blonde hair, athletically built, distinctive dark blue eyes. In short she was stunning. Charlotte cleared her throat breaking his reverie.

"h-hi." He stuttered and blushed when the stunning beauty raised her brow. Blaise gave him an expressionless look whilst Tracy stifled a laugh.

"Umm, what are you doing here?" Harry asked shifting his gaze onto his sister trying to get over his embarrassment.

"Nothing really, I'm just escorting my friends to the Great Hall entrance and then returning back to the Slytherin common room. Would you like to tag along?"

Not wanting to embarrass himself any further he simply nodded and joined them. "So, what do you think of the new Professors?" he asked

Blaise took a glance at him before speaking. "Professor Lupin seems to know what he is doing. Hagrid might be inexperienced with teaching but he does know his magical creatures."

Harry frowned slightly not really appreciating the small praise being given to what he considered to be the best Professors of that year.

"I would say Professor Lupin is way better than fake stuttering Quirrellmort and fraudster Lockhart" Charlotte said rolling her eyes at Blaise.

Daphne and Harry gazed at her as though she was insane for that nickname. "Quirrellmort?"

"Would you prefer I say Quirrell slash Voldemort?" Charlotte asked giving a small shrug making Blaise snort.

"Please do not say his name and as for the slash joke, you are not serious are you?" Tracy

"As opposed what? Calling him with an absurd moniker You Know Who. Perhaps I should stick to his real name Tommy."

The three Slytherins shook their heads. "Sometimes, I swear that you are going to get us all killed." Daphne said.

Harry's eyes widened in shock. She had told them his real name?

…

"Your friends are interesting." Harry said looking at his sister as they returned back inside the Castle.

"Not everyone in Slytherin is like that spoiled git Harry." She responded rolling her eyes. "You would be surprised at the sheer number of students who despise him and his father." He blinked in surprise at that revelation. He had originally thought that all the students just rallied behind him since no one dared to reprimand him when he decided to pick up on him and his friends.

"Harry, Charlotte?"

They jumped slightly at the voice that called from behind them. Turning around they saw the door to Lupin's office opened and his head was sticking out. "Where are Ron and Hermione?" He asked.

Charlotte raised her brow at the use of her first name. She didn't remember giving him permission.

"They went to Hogs mead." Harry responded.

"I see." Lupin said in understanding. "Why don't you both come inside my office?"

Harry quickly walked over to the door whilst Charlotte moved slowly with veiled suspicion. The Professor must have noticed this because he smiled in reassurance. "I don't mean you any harm."

"That's funny, because if I am not mistaken our previous Professors said just about the exact same thing. The first one who had Voldemort sticking out of the back of his head tried to kill us whilst the other tried to obliviate my brother so please do excuse me if I don't take you at your word sir."

Harry stopped and stared at the Professor in suspicion.

"Hmm, when you put it that way I wouldn't be quick to trust either." The Professor nodded deeply impressed at the girl's caution. "How about a compromise then? Would you accept my invitation if handed over my wand to you?"

Harry nodded and took a step forward only for a soft hand to hold his shoulder. "A wand isn't the only tool that can take a life Professor and if Quirrell's ghost had stayed to roam the Castle, I'm sure that it would have attested to it."

The Professor chuckled slightly. "The headmaster was right concerning you Charlotte. You are a true Slytherin." He then looked over their shoulders. "Ah, Severus."

They both turned to see Snape holding some kind of goblet which emitted sickly green fumes. The Professor paused in his stride to give them a suspicious glare.

"I guess that's our cue to leave."

…

"Do you suppose that Lupin was supposed to drink that?" Harry asked once they far away to not be heard. In their DADA lesson she learned of Professor Lupin's fear. That coupled with Snape giving him a potion on the day of the full moon only solidified her theory of him being a werewolf.

"I think so, why do you ask?" She noticed the suspicion in his voice.

"He doesn't seem to like him that much, you don't suppose that he is trying to…"

"To what? Poison him?!" She cut him off and the giggled a little earning herself an unhappy glare. "The enmity between you and the Potion's Professor never ceases to amaze me brother…"

"You saw the look of revulsion that was plastered on his face when Lupin got the Defense Post!" He barked angrily.

"This again?" She asked. "Has it ever occurred to you that perhaps they have a complicated history? Or do you just like most people think that he hates everyone who is given his most coveted post?"

Harry stared forward stubbornly unable to reply.

"In any case it's not poison." Charlotte said with conviction making him turn to face her questioningly. "It's sloppy and can be traced back to him. He wouldn't want the Ministry and not to mention Dumbledore after his hide."

Harry frowned at the logic. He really hadn't thought that far because of his worry of the new best Professor.

…

Snape was furious at Dumbledore for not giving heed to his suspicions of Professor Lupin being the person responsible for aiding Black into the Gryffindor tower and as a result he had taken his frustrations over the third year class namely Potter and his two sidekicks.

"Enter." He spoke coldly at the knock outside of his door only to narrow his eyes slightly at the girl who entered.

"Good afternoon Professor." Charlotte greeted not even flinching at his scorching glare. He wasn't really in a hospitable mood to cater to the girl who was the spitting image of her mother. "You know, I suspected that you were a nasty piece of work the first time you laid your eyes on my brother but never took you for being a racist Professor."

Snape drew back to stare intensely at the girl with intense rage. How dare she?! No one spoke to him like that ever!

"Trying to out Lupin to everyone for being a werewolf, a curse which was forcefully inflicted upon him by the way." She continued

"You don't…" Snape began dangerously but was cut off.

"I know exactly what I am talking about and if I were to relay your coded message of to the Headmaster he would decipher it quickly before you even try talk your way out of it Professor." Charlotte said advancing forward before stopping at his table. Placing both hands on either side of the desk, she leaned forward to give a glare of her own. "Sure he might not fire you, but I am willing to bet that your relationship will forever be strained considering the fact that you were given a second chance to teach here given your past…"

Snapes eyes widened at the knowing glint in her eyes and swallowed back his retort. How much did she know and why hadn't she marched straight to the Headmaster's Office to report him?

"You really think that I wasn't gonna do background checks to people surrounding my brother? What kind of sister would I be?" She said seeing her expression.

She wanted something. It was the only explanation and for the better part of him couldn't imagine what it was. Obliviating her would only make her mother kill him in the afterlife. He doubted that it would even work given her powerful mind block.

"Why not report me then Potter since you hold all of the cards?" He asked in resignation but didn't show it on his face. He could see that the girl could see through his façade. She was experienced in that field somehow.

"I want you to teach me how to fight off against Dementors Professor, there are a nightmare and I am truly getting sick of having to see painful last moments of my mother begging Tom to spare me and my brother before he kills her." She said coldly. This was her price. How ironic that she would come to him, the man who was responsible for her parent's fate.

"Very well…"