Chapter 2 The First Day

"Come on Hermione what's she like?" Ron asked as Hermione joined him and Harry on their way to breakfast.

"What's who like Ron?" Hermione replied.

"Jordan of course. She said hardly anything yesterday."

"If you want to know about her so much why don't you ask her?"

"Come on you bunk with her you have to know something."

"Don't tell me you have a crush on her."

"I do not!"

"Do you two have to start already?" Harry broke in as they left the common room. "We haven't even started classes yet. Can't you at least wait until potions?"

"I was merely pointing out a fact to Ron." They entered the great hall taking seats at the end of the Griffindor table.

Almost everyone was already there as McGonagall started to pass out schedules and the delivery owls swept in. Jordan walked in, wearing a matching uniform to that she'd worn the night before except now the jacket was red with the strips being navy blue, and started toward the end of the table. A beautiful hawk swooped down onto her outstretched arm with a thick envelope in its beak. Parvati and Lavender immediately started to coo over it.

"They really should give up," Hermione said taking a bite of toast. "They kept trying to talk to her last night and all she said was 'don't you dare touch anything of mine'. You should have seen the look on her face when they turned around."

"Humm," Harry took his schedule from MCgonall.

"Mrs. Granger I expect you to show hospitably to Jordan Rhade and help her around the castle."

"Yes ma'am," Hermione took her schedule.

"Miss Rhade Hermione will show you around and help you with anything you need. You both are very intelligent and I expect you both will get along fine."

"Sure," Jordan shrugged and took her schedule in her free arm. "Any of you have a pen?"

Hermione handed her a self-inking quill.

"Thanks," she wrote something on a regular piece of paper and folded it up sliding it into a pouch that was attached to the hawk's chest. "Go straight there now and let's hope she has some sense left." The hawk cawed and took a piece of bread before flying off. Jordan handed Hermione back the quill. "Thanks again Hermione. I needed to get that home quick. Than's the only bird I've found that can survive the journey."

"Not to bad," Harry commented. "We've got Herboliolgy with the Hufflepuffs first then…"

"Double potions with the Slytherins," Ron finished with a groan, "and Transfiguration."

"I take that back it's a terrible day."

"This is great," Jordan shoved her schedule into her pants pocket. "They've put me in with Star Bait's sister." She sat down and reaching for some toast. "I take it positions isn't as fun as it is in my school."

"The only way it could be fun is if Snape took one of his own poisons," Ron informed her glumly.

"Well I'll see what I can do to, lighten things up a bit."

Hermione caught up with Harry, Ron, Jordan as they entered the dungeons. Wondering if what she'd read about the Andromeda Academy was true she glanced at Jordan's forearms. Her jacket was bowed out a little and there was a slight distortion as if some had worked a bad disillousment charm.

"The chic's cracked. Stars are just masses of gas while planets are masses of gas with a hardened outer shell," Jordan was saying.

"You've met Trelawney I take it," Hermione said with an evil grin.

"Yeah and those stupid charts will take all weekend," Ron muttered.

"Professor Victor didn't give us any homework."

"Remind me to switch to his class then. 'Cause I happen to know that Mars wasn't within a zillion light-years of the place I where I was born."

"Hey Wesley your father made the paper," Malfoy called out as they reached the potions classroom.

"What is you dad a big wig or something?" Jordan asked as they took the paper.

"He works with the ministry." They looked over the paper to find Ron's dad pictures walking out of the forest at the Quditch match.

So opinions?