The next morning all the students were in the Great Hall eating and preparing themselves for the remaining classes.

"Eye of rabbit, harp string hum, turn this water into rum" Seamus Finnigan said as he tapped his wand at his goblet of water but to no avail so he kept chanting "Eye of rabbit…"

"What's Seamus trying to do to that glass of water?" Harry being new to being a wizard asked his pureblooded friend whom knew more about magic than him.

"Turn it to rum. Actually managed a weak tea yesterday! Before…" Ron stopped suddenly as an explosion in Seamus's direction was heard.

Suddenly a flock of owls start coming into the Great Hall from the rafters above.

"Ah. Mail's here!" the red-headed boy exclaims.

The owls soar by, dropping parcels to students. Harry gets nothing. He sees the newspaper Ron has put down.

"Can I borrow this?" Harry asked his red-headed friend whom nodded in reply.

As Neville unwraps his gift Seamus yells "Hey, look! Neville got a remembrall!"

Hermoine ever the know it all quickly answered in a drone-like voice making her seem like she is reciting a book, word for word "I read about those. When the smoke turns red, it means you've forgotten something"

"The only problem is, I can't remember what I've forgotten" Neville mumbled sounding defeated.

"Hey Ron, somebody broke into Gringotts. Listen, Believed to be the work of dark witches or wizards unknown, Gringotts goblins, while acknowledging the breach, insist that nothing was taken. The vault in question, number 713, had in fact been emptied earlier that same day. That's odd. That's the vault Hagrid and I went to" Harry pointed out to his friend while Hermoine listened in to their conversation.

"That is odd" Hermoine put in with a look of suspicion on her face "What's odder is though that at the same time that Dark witches and wizards break into Gringotts our Professor also happens not to show up to school. She could have been there that's why she didn't show up yesterday"

"Ah. Maybe something happened to her!" Ron exclaims in shock.

"Yeah. Maybe she's hurt that's why she didn't show up today either" Seamus who was eavesdropping on the Golden Trio put in.

"Or maybe she's standing right behind you, on her way to grab a bite and maybe some firewhiskey" Professor Smith chipped in as she walked right by the bewildered faces of her students.

Hermoine being her usual stickler-for-rules self unabashedly pointed out to her Professor "This is a school. I think it's against the rules to serve alcohol. Nevertheless…" at the narrowed eyed her red-headed Professor was aiming at her she quickly shut up.

Clover enveloped her favorite know-it-all, the one she used to read about when she was her age "Now now Hermoine dear, what the Headmaster doesn't know won't hurt me" with that said she winked and left for the Professor's table.

What none of the children failed to notice was how their Professor seemed to know Hermoine's name when she hadn't even introduced herself, or had been there yesterday to witness the sorting.

The red-head tried to make it to her seat while staying out of the Headmaster's line of sight but Lady Luck never was on her side.

The Headmaster's suspicious gaze quickly landed on her along with McGongall's and Snape's. While the latter even had the audacity to finger his wand, subtly, under the table.

"Ah. Professor Smith, we missed you last night" Dumbledore put in, his piercing blue eyes twinkling with years of wisdom lying underneath.

"Yes, the Sorting Ceremony was quite…" Snape stopped for a dramatic pause, leaving his audience in suspense "Eventful" Snape's lips curled in distaste as he continued "Our newest celebrity was sorted last night"

Clover decided to end the subtle interrogation and answered their unspoken questions "Shame I missed Mr. Potter's sorting than but I may have downed a couple more firewhiskeys than I intended yesterday" and with that said she made a few noises like she was fighting having to throw up all over the Professor's table.

Out of everyone at the table Trelawney being the easiest one to fool quickly pulled her plate away from the hung-over witch before she threw up all over her precious ham. However she didn't neglect to ramble some nonsense about her 'inner eye' foreseeing disastrous consequences should she not have moved her plate.

McGonagall bit her tongue to refrain from making any comments at the fraud's explanation and instead focused on the matter at hand "Yes although you are deeply late Professor Smith"

"Yeah well I uh…" Clover racked her brain for another excuse, after all she couldn't exactly say she tried to break in the Malfoy's mansion to get the diary horcrux. Keyword tried. Bloody mansion proved to be too well protected to infiltrate "Er… Bloody staircases changed a few times I might have lost my way, on my way…here"

If possible the Headmaster's eyes narrowed even more, although to his credit, only an amateur would have fallen for such a blatant lie.

However unlike the red-headed witch Dumbledore was one hell of an actor. He smiled kindly at her and with his eyes twinkling, as if to say he wasn't fooled he said "Well than after all the students retreat back to their classrooms you must come to my office so I shall give you a map. I trust you will find it very useful in your stay here, Ms. Smith"

"Clover, please, and I wouldn't want to trouble you Dumbledore…" the red-head was saying before the wise man before her cut her off.

"No trouble at all" Dumbledore briefly tried to use leglimency on her, but was quickly repelled out, making him even more suspicious of what this inexplicable witch would go to such trouble to hide from him "And please you may call me Albus"

"Great" Clover finished dumbly, already knowing that once she made it to his office, where there would be no one to witness their conversation, she would be facing a full-blown interrogation which she dearly wasn't looking forward to. Because how can she explain that she didn't just use occulmency but that she is immune to legilmency since she is from another world where all of this is fiction. 'Oh, he'll surely believe that one' the red-head thought as she rolled her eyes.


A/N: Longest chapter i've written so far if i do say so myself. Please Read and Review!