An: Transfiguration Admiration is a story that I came up with while reading a friends story. It was a Hermione/ Minerva mother/ daughter ship that was very cute. Therefore, it got me to thinking, what about students from Minervas first year working. Some characters are my own; these characters include Malcom, Susan, Douglas Thorte, and Athilesa Cassel. All other characters are not my own nor is the first setting, the leaky cauldron. The second setting, Athilesas office is my own weird creation. I highly respect Jo (J.K Rowling) and therefore I do not own anything else. (I really wish I did though).
I headed out of my immaculate office with hope. Today was the first year working as a transfiguration professor, and it helps that I was taught by the best. Minerva McGonagall was my professor; I have known her for quite a while. (Okay background time! This is set during Maurders era, and Athilesa was McGonagall's sixth year teaching, when Athilesa arrived. It would be a few years after when James, Sirius and the others would arrive.). She should be attending today, I hope. "Off to the big meeting are you, Athilesa?" I heard Douglas come from behind, unexpectedly. "Ah, yes Professor Thorte." I said, in my slight British accent. When I attended Hogwarts however, I had a southern drawl, which had been slowly diminished at my time in the British school.
I apparited with no delay, right to the Leaky Cauldron, a small bar that held the passage to the wizarding world. I walked in, and to my delight was greeted by Tom. "Well if it isn't Athilesa, haven't seen you for a while." Tom said. "Hello Tom! Always nice to see a familiar face." I said and we had a brief hug, before I sat down at the bar. "What can I get for you, Athilesa?" Tom asked, and two women sat next to me. "A butter beer for me and whatever these two will be having." I said, and looked over to greet the two other Transfiguration professors. "Professor McGonagall." I greeted, with my slight British accent. "Hello, have we met before?" She said, as if she did not remember me.
"Professor, don't you recognize me?" I said, and I realized what it was. She was not used to seeing me without my southern drawl. "Hold on their Minerva, now you recognize me don't you?" I said in my southern drawl. "Miss. Cassel? Dear, I hadn't recognized you." She said smiling. "Who's your friend?" I asked, looking over at the other woman. "I am Professor Chiyoko Katou from Mahoutokoro School." The woman said in a very thick Japanese accent. "We met while I was vacationing in Japan a few years ago." Minerva explained.
"Here you go ladies." Tom said, handing us all butter beers. "Why don't you two go catch up, Min. Besides I think I will be leaving soon anyways, not tranquil." Chiyoko said in her thick accent, obviously she does not know very much English. She stood and bowed to both of us, it is ancient Japanese for respect, and we bowed back. She left, and I could have sworn she winked at me. "Where are you working, Athilesa?" Minerva said, turning back to the bar. "West Salem Institute of Magic." I replied smiling. "Wasn't that place almost torn down by muggles?" Minerva's eyes widened.
Oregon was infamous for its witch trials, and there were rumors that the school was almost torn down. "No, those are just rumors, and the school is thriving." I stated proud, and I let it show too. "Well, I would love to tour the school sometime." She smiled back, her Scottish accent popping just a small amount. "Well, we could always head back to the school, you are somewhat famous there." I added with glee, hoping she would say yes.
An: I really like this and I hope you did too, because it is hard to write these kinds of stories because you have to make sure the name fits the character and there background. Please review and I will be working on a second chapter that should be posted the day after this one.