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"Show me again. I want to see my husband again."

Dakota was tired. She had just expended all her energy on a number of visions for a client and was not up to doing those visions again. She was exhausted and slumped down in one of the black leather chairs that were placed in her office.

"I cannot show you the visions again. I do not possess the required energy. Another time. Goodbye." Dakota secretly hoped the old witch would take the advice and leave the office. Her wish came true. The old witch decided not to pursue her inquest further, paid Dakota for her services and left the office with no fuss.

Dakota was so happy. Dakota Malfoy was a sovereign seer, meaning that she could see into the past and the future at will, but this came with a terrible price. It also meant that she had random visions, some were about her own life, but most were of other people, she had either just met or were her old friends or family. Dakota Malfoy was the younger sister of Lucius Malfoy, aunt to Draco Malfoy, she knew her family had an association with the Dark Lord. She had tried to stay away from the family, since Hogwarts. It was hard enough being a Malfoy, yet being a Malfoy that had been sorted into Ravenclaw.

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As Dakota was closing up her little shop, she heard the door open. She turned and was about to yell at the customer that she was closed. When she saw who the intruder was.

"Professor Dumbledore. What a pleasure to have you here. I did not expect you."

Dumbledore looked puzzled. Then realised he did not send an advance party. "Sorry, I came to you because I have no where else to turn. Thought you might have had a vision that I might show up unexpected."

Dakota smiled at him. She knew he had a seer right at Hogwarts. Professor Trelawney. 'Whatever he was after must be pretty important to not involve her' Dakota thought to herself. Dakota believed she had outgrown her teacher, but there were some things she still needed to learn about seeing the inner eye.

Dumbledore looked uncomfortable. He shifted his feet where he stood, then spoke "I have this student, Harry Potter who seems to get into trouble and finds himself in dangerous situations. I would like to keep a closer eye on him, to try and steer him on the right track away from danger but I cannot without arousing suspicion." He pulled a small vial out of his robe pocket, this is a type of Polyjuice potion, but it feeds off memory rather that DNA. Professor Snape invented it. What I was planning was for someone to take this potion and befriend Harry at Hogwarts and make sure he stays out of trouble. I was wondering if you would do me this favour?"

Dakota could not believe what she was hearing. Dumbledore wanted her to drink this potion Snape had made and become a thirteen year old version of herself to watch and protect Harry Potter. She was thirty three years old. She looked slightly confused for a while, then realising five minutes had past, without her saying a word, she replied, "So let me get this straight. I drink this and become thirteen years old. Watch over Harry Potter and report back to … who? … you?"

"Yes. That's it. We will need to refresh the potions' spell once a week, but Snape seems to think he has made it last a week max"

Dakota was shocked that she had been asked to do a favour by Dumbledore, but jumped at the chance. Dakota had been in the same year as Lily Evans, Harry's mother, they had formed a close friendship. It had been hard for Dakota to make friends due to her seeing powers, but Lily was kind and sweet and sympathetic towards Dakotas' visions. She wondered if Harry had inherited these traits. She knew James Potter as well, and knew of Lily's secret crush for him from the third year. But he was a cheeky, troublemaker. By the sounds of Dumbledore, Harry had inherited his father's knack for getting into trouble.

"I would love too. So Harry takes after his father then? His knack for getting into trouble. You said the potion works on memory. I have to remember something from when I was thirteen years old?"

Dumbledore piped up, "yes a photo or video should help you remember and yes, Harry is very much like James. I forgot you were in the same year as them. Lily was a good friend to you right?"

Dakota had a sad smile. "Yes, I was heartbroken when I heard the news of their deaths to He-who-must-not-be-named. But if you need me to look after Harry I will."

Dakota remembered all the videos her mother took of both her and Lucius, even after she was sorted into Ravenclaw. Her mother had tried to stay positive, when Dakota had written to her two days after the Sorting ceremony, it was not going to be hard to get some footage of that time as her mother, the kind soul she is ha. Had ordered her to leave as soon as Dakota had left Hogwarts. Obviously the shame of having a Ravenclaw daughter finally got to her. Dakota got to take all the videos of her and Lucius as children though as her mother didn't realise she had packed them.

"So will I be in Ravenclaw again? Or the same house as Harry?" Dakota asked puzzled.

Dumbledore, who was flicking through one of Dakotas magazines looked up at her and spoke softly, "you were in Ravenclaw, well if you wanna stay in that house you are welcome to."

Dakota smiled. She loved Ravenclaw. It had treated her like part of the family, even when her real family had thrown her out. Dumbledore got up ready to leave, "I will see you at Hogwarts on 1st September. Meet Snape around midday in the dungeons. You can apparate into my office I will lift the rule for that one day. You will be welcomed by the Ravenclaw third years. You need to know that Sirius Black has escaped from Azkaban. This is part of the reason i want someone to look after him. All Good?"

"Sounds great Professor. See you on 1st September."

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