Chapter Three: Swiggity Swember, It's the 1st of September
Aleckai's PoV
TIME LAPSE
"Swiggity Swember, it's the first of september!" I laugh, twirling around my chambers.
A silver and black carpet is strewn across the stone floor, in front of the fireplace. Bookshelves wrapped around, stocked with everything I could possibly need. Two black recliners with red and gold throw pillows are separated by a glass table. My bedroom is a four poster bed of black silk.
"Time for the surprises!" I giggle, fastening the clasp on my cloak, looking in the mirror next to the portrait hole.
I'm wearing black skinny jeans, a grey short sleeve, and good old muggle combat boots.
Because wizard wear is too mainstream.
Also because I've been living in America since I graduated Hogwarts, making a living as a assistant at the Salem Institute for Witches and Enchantresses. (And a witch and an enchantress are two very different things. Same for wizard and sorcerer, which is the male equivalent of an enchantress.)
I step out of the portrait hole, out onto the platform on which the teacher's desk sits on.
"Lucky!" I call out, and my ever-loyal house elf apparates in front of me.
"What can Lucky do for the Miss?" She squeaks.
"Wuddup." We high-five, because my house-elf is just that awesome. "Can you get me a bowl of chocolate frogs from Honeydukes? Like, and entire crate."
"Lucky can do that for the Miss. But whatever does the Miss need all that chocolate for?" Lucky asks, a bit sceptical.
"The students. Oh, and tell the shopkeeper to put it on Aleckai's tab. I'll be down after the day ends." I say, opening one of my trunks to reveal a bunch of posters and tapestries.
"Lucky can do that. Lucky will be back soon, Miss!" My house-elf disappears.
I wave my wand across the room, shouting the Removal Charm. Everything flys off the walls, and into a giant heap on the middle of the floor. All the desks and stools are pushed up against the far wall.
"Eamus, ubi vos esse!" I wave my long and slender wand over the contents of my trunk, and all the packed stuff soars out, and attaches itself to the walls. Except for a giant clear bowl, which sets itself on a table next to my desk.
"Aleckai?" Flitwick pokes his head into the room.
"Ah, hello." I smile at the tiny charms professor.
"You weren't at breakfast, so I came to look for you." He grins, walking in.
"My apologies. I was too lazy to decorate last night, so I'm doing it now. And-" Im interrupted by Lucky reappearing with a giant crate with 'HONEYDUKES' stamped across the side in black.
The crate was 3x bigger than the charms professor. At least.
"Um..." He squeaks.
"Chocolate Frogs. For the students." I explain, rubbing my hands together.
"I'll leave you to that." Filius exits the room, just as I pull a muggle crowbar out of the trunk.
"Oh, this year'll be fun!" I giggle, echanging a grin with my house-elf. "They'll never know what hit them!"