What happens when Nathalie has had enough?

the next day, I guess.

Upon waking, I immediately notice that, for once in my life, I am not in any pain whatsoever.
"Dussuu?"
"Yes miss?"
"Did anything happen while I was sleeping?"
"Well, you got lit on fire for a couple of hours, bit other then that nothing much."
"Oh, okay."
"You know, you take getting told you were on fire surprisingly well."
"It was magical fire Dussuu, it's meant to heal me, not hurt me."
"Oh, that's so cool!"
"I suppose it is, now if you'll excuse me, I need to get ready for the day."
"Oh, yeah, I'll go find Hedwig, she's really fun to talk to by the way."
"Really? How interesting."
I get up and head towards the massive walk in closet as I say that.
"Yeah! Anyway, I'll see you later miss Nathalie!"
Dussuu exclaimed as she phased through the door.

*A couple of hours later.*

"Hey Nathalie?"
Harry asked, stepping into my office, after knocking of course.
"Yes Harry?"
"I was hoping that you could train me?"
"I suppose, but what is it that you want to be trained in?"
I ask, setting down the papers that I'd been reading.
"Everything! Magic, weapons, mind arts, anything!"
"That's a lot, are you sure?"
"Yes! I want to take down Dumbledore after what he did to me, and then Voldy I suppose."
I sigh, placing my head in my hands.
"Are you absolutely positive that you want this? I don't train people lightly, Harry."
I look up at him, trying to figure out of he was being serious or not.
"I am! I need to know anything you could teach me, and Jewel said that I would have to ask you if I wanted training."
"Fine."
"Really?"
"Yes."
"Thank you!"
"Your welcome, now please leave, I have work to do."
I turn back toward my work.
"See you later!"
"See you."
And with that he leaves, allowing me to finish the rest of the paperwork I needed to do.