Louise shook nervously, her teeth chattered, her mother gave her a cold, hard stare. Louise was used to this stare, she received it most of the time. She had now learnt to simply ignore it. Her mother tutted and Louise smiled to herself. "Silly old witch,"
"What was that Louise?" Her mother said sternly, her brown eyes flickered towards Louise.
"Oh nothing mother," Louise smiled sweetly.
Her mother raised an eyebrow, then flicked back her short curly brown hair.
Louise fondled with her own hair, it was nothing like her mothers, it was strawberry blonde and incredibly straight. Her mother often said that she took after her dad and Louise was proud of that.
"Miss Tennant," Came a voice from the doorway. "Professor McGonagall would like to see you now,"
Louise jumped up excitedly and hurried past the tall, lanky announcer without a second glance at her mum. She had never felt so nervous and excited in her life.
"Come here Miss Tennant," A loud, serious voice came from a rather tall, elegant looking woman. She wore her hair in a tight bun and she had a rather strange expression on her face. Louise felt the door close behind her and she found herself in an extremely cosy room. There was a fire burning brightly in a marble fire-place and there were many portraits hanging on the wall which were pointing and looking at Louise. She moved closer towards the desk that the Professor was sitting behind, then she was faced with her own fait...