"Today's the day, today's the day! " Davina filtered around and singing, loudly. All the girls in the castle were standing outside in the yard, gossipy whispers were hushed when Miss Hardbroom entered the courtyard. Constance made her way towards the headmistress.

"Miss Cackle, why are we out here so early, you said the girl wouldn't be here until late into the evening."

"There was a change in wind patterns, so she was able to get here quicker than expected. She sent us word from her last pit stop. And I suggest you don't call her a girl when she gets here, it's very disrespectful."

Before Constance could remark, a young witch shouted. "Look there she is!" Everyone looked up excitedly, well except for Constance who just glanced upward unfazed. The witch gently touched the earth, and slid off her broom stick leaving it hovering with her cat still perched upon it. Smiling she walked over to Amelia,

"Hello, I'm Andrea Broomshield, it's a pleasure to finally meet you Miss Cackle."

She extended her hand and Miss Cackle shook it, responding,

"The pleasure is all mine, let me introduce my staff. This is Davina Bat, the one who will be retiring shortly," Miss Bat grab Andrea's hand and shook it excitedly up and down.

"It's so nice to know that I am leaving my brilliant students in capable hands." she released her hand, and Andrea clenched and unclenched it to get the blood flow back in it.

"This is Imogen Drill, the PE teacher."

Andrea shook Imogen's hand

"Oh wow you have a PE teacher, I tried to convince my last school to hire one, they really didn't like that idea. Said it was "nontraditional". I never understood why, physical exercise is really important for a witch to keep up her strength. Don't you agree?"

Imogen was stunned, "Of Course! It's certainly nice to have someone who is on the same page about the importance of PE. It's a pleasure to have you on staff.

The last staff member that Miss Cackle introduced was Miss Hardbroom, "Andrea Broomshield, allow e to introduce you to Miss Constance Hardbroom, head of potions and deputy headmistress of this school."

"Pleasure to meet you Miss Hardbroom" Andrea extended her hand to the Deputy Headmistress, but she rejected it, simply saying

"Yes well, let's not waste time on pleasantries shall we. We really must get to classes you must keep the girls on a regular schedule and be firm with them, or they'll run a muck around this school."

Andrea withdrew her hand, she could tell that her and Constance would not get along, but she wanted to make a good impression on her Headmistress so she let the jab at her teaching abilities roll off her back.

"Well thank you for the input, but I'm sure I'll be able to handle teenage girls, Miss Hardbroom."

Before Constance had a chance to say anything further, Miss Cackle ushered Andrea away to meet her students. They were all very excited to meet her, she was unlike any witch that had ever come here. Her hair was long and flowing, she was amazingly tall, a little shorter than HB. Her style was traditional witch with a lot of flare. Her shoes, blood red and matched the paint on her nails. Her dress stopping just before her knee, and she wore a very inviting warm smile. A smile that made her eyes light up, and made you want to know her.

But the student weren't the only ones who noticed her attire, Miss Hardbroom, found her dress too short, her heels too high, her nails too red. She kept breaking the girl down in her head, criticizing everything she did, the way she carried herself. Constance wasn't going to like this girl, she could just tell. But that's what she had thought when Imogen had first came here, and now they were like friends, so maybe things would change. But she doubted it... highly doubted it.

As Miss Cackle was introducing Andrea to her students, she noticed something was missing,

"Uh Miss Broomshield,"

"Yes Miss Cackle?"

"I was just wondering, where might your luggage be?"

"Oh right, just a second" with that Andrea dug deep into the pocket of her cloak and pulled out five tiny pieces of luggage and set them on the ground."

Imogen leaned to whisper to Davina,

"I've heard about light packing, but that's ridiculous" she snickered and Davina did as well.

Andrea knelt beside her luggage and began to chant.

"Grande, Encarta, Illious, Allious, Forte."

A surge of blue lightning shot out from Andrea's fingers, and the luggage began to grow.

"Well now, luggage hover." Andrea commanded, and the luggage began to hover and move towards the castle.

"Miss Cackle would you be so kind as to direct my luggage on where to go."

Miss Cackle replied "Of course, um up three flights then it's the last door to your right."

"Thank you."

Miss Cackle nodded, then remembered that she had a pile of paper work still left in her office that she had to send out by the end of the day.

"Alright girls off to classes, um Miss Hardbroom,"

"Yes?" Constance replied.

"Would you mind canceling this periods class? I have a tremendous amount of paper work that must be sent out by the end of the day,and Miss Broomshield needs a tour of the castle. It would be of great help if I didn't have to do it myself."

"But Headmistress, I... I can't do that! I have too much planned for today. I ..." Constance started protesting.

"But Constance your such a efficient teacher, I'm sure they'll be caught up in no time at all. Please."

Constance knew she wouldn't win this one, so she just gave in.

"Fine. Let's move Miss Broomshield, we have a lot of ground to cover in very little time."

A tight lipped Constance brushed past the other teachers with a struggling Andrea rushing behind her.