Dumbledore

She knew who it was instantly based on those garish purple and yellow robes.

Her headmaster Dumbledore had arrived.

"Ah Gemma, my girl, I see your up and just finished breakfast," Dumbledore said sitting down at the table with her.

"Yes headmaster, I knew you were going to be coming soon, so I wanted to be ready for today." Gemma quickly replied.

"Good good." the old wizard said with a twinkle in his eyes.

"You filthy halfblood!" the small house-elf shrieked as he popped into the dining room.

"Be gone beast! The mistress doesn't need your kind around here!" Kreacher continued as he tried to shoo the headmaster away.

"Kreacher!" Gemma quickly shouted stopping the elf.

"You're being rude to my guest, I have very important business to discuss with Headmaster Dumbledore so please do not disturb us for the rest of the day!"

"B-but Mistress! He-he!" Kreacher started to say only to stop when Gemma held up her hand.

"No, Kreacher, do not disobey me, leave us!" Gemma quickly replied.

"yes mistress..." the small elf quietly grumbled as he twisted his ear in one hand and then vanished from room.

"Gemma it seems your taking to your new role quite nicely, you've already won over Kreacher!" Dumbledore said happily smiling at the black haired witch.

"Yes, I did, he seems to be nice enough," Gemma said slowly not wanting to tell the headmaster how the elf thought she was a thief yesterday.

"Good good, that brings me to our next item of business, your training." Dumbledore said.

"Yes professor, I was wondering how are we going to train me in such a short amount of time," Gemma asked curiously.

"Ah I'm glad you asked it's a delightful solution I thought of yesterday," Dumbledore began, "it involves a bit of complex mind magic I learned in my younger years while I was abroad."

"M-mind magic..." Gemma slowly repeated, she had also remembered he had something about memories too she didn't like where this was going.

"Yes I'm going to create a series of memories mixed with some compulsions and place them on you, then if anyone questions you on your background your mind will automatically know the responses," Dumbledore explained.

"This sounds kinda dangerous sir," Gemma slowly said

"Not at all my dear, it shouldn't be dangerous at all, the magic won't be on long enough for any serious damage to occur," The old wizard said with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Serious damage?" Gemma asked wide-eyed, just what was she about to get herself into.

"Oh dear, you don't have to worry the magic should only be on there for less than six months, I expect you'll have figured out there plans by then, then I can release the magic and all will be well," Dumbledore said with a chuckle.

"P-professor I'm not sure I want to do this..." Gemma said slowly.

"Gemma," Dumbledore started with a frown, "We're in this situation because of you, and we have an opportunity to really cripple Tom's plans, we need to do this."

Gemma was conflicted. She trusted Dumbledore, but on the other hand what he said he was going to do sounded dangerous, but if she could help destroy Voldemort, wouldn't it be worth it?

"A-alright professor, I'll do it." Gemma said slowly forcing herself to say it.

"Good, my girl, good." Dumbledore said standing up.

"Let us go into the drawing room so we can begin!" Dumbledore said leaving the black haired witch to slowly follow behind him.