A/N: Next chapter! I hope you guys like this. Please leave suggestions and I don't own Harry Potter! As always thanks to wishingkitsune for editing and helping me! Now enough of my babbling, enjoy :)

Chapter 3

Katrina scanned the room she was in. The room was large and circular with a number of silver instruments scattered around the room on tables. There was a flurry of sounds coming from the instruments. Katrina glanced at the walls and saw numerous portraits. She shuddered. Why did they all look so real and seem to be staring at her every move? Her eyes slowly landed on the large desk in the center of the room. It had parchment and quills scattered over it. Katrina saw a large book placed on a pedestal behind the table and something in it caught her eye.

Wearily she stood up and cautiously moved toward the book. It appeared to be a list of names. There was a tab on one of the pages. Carefully Katrina flipped the delicate pages to the marked page. On said page she found a circle around a single name… her name. She stared at her name wondering why the user would have circled it.

A movement outside the door caught her ears and she whirled around, closing the book and moving the the exact spot she had found herself in only minutes before. The door opened and Katrina saw an elderly man walk in. He was tall, thin, and very old, judging by the silver of his hair and beard, which were both long enough to tuck into his belt. He was wearing long robes, a purple cloak that swept the ground, and high-heeled, buckled boots. His blue eyes were light, bright, and sparkling behind half-moon spectacles and his nose was very long and crooked, as though it had been broken at least twice. Behind him came Professor Snape whose sharp eyes seemed to lock on Katrina.

"Might I ask why you are here instead of in the hospital wing, Miss Potter?" Snape questioned, voice dripping with sarcasm and mock concern. Katrina simply stared back at him, shaking her head slightly.

"I… I can't let her give me a check up. I won't," Katrina muttered more to herself than to Snape. There was a crackle of magic around the room and Snape took a step back, eyes scanning the surroundings for the source of the outburst. A flash of blue-white light illuminated the room before disappearing as quickly as it appeared. The elderly man paused and Katrina caught a tiny sparkle in his blue eyes.

"Ah… I should have known… You are Katrina, no?" he asked all too casually. "I am Headmaster Dumbledore, but please just call me Albus." Katrina eyed the headmaster skeptically.

"How did you know my name?"

"Well, Professor Snape referred to you as 'Miss Potter' so you must be Katrina Potter, the Girl-who-Lived."

"Why am I the "Girl-Who-Lived?" Let me enlighten you, Professor Dumbledore, that there are many, many girls who are alive in this world today. I promise." Katrina saw a small smile split the mask of the potions master standing near her. "I'm a totally normal person. Nothing special. I just happen to be alive… Surprise!"

Dumbledore just stared at the young girl now standing in front of him. This was not the way he wanted her to turn out to be. She was supposed to be the perfect heroine. He had to change something and fast.

"Katrina, who brought you to Hogwarts? You know students are not supposed to arrive until September? Shouldn't you be at your aunt's house with your brother?" Dumbledore asked, concern masking the anger he felt inside.

"Um… so about that… I think you guys keep getting the wrong person because I for one do not have a brother and was definitely not raised in Scotland or the UK. I think the accent is cool though," Katrina paused. "And how did Professor McGonagall know where I was residing while you didn't?"

Dumbledore gaped at the young witch in front of him. How was she able to anticipate his every thought? The girl smiled at her and glanced at Snape.

"I think that we have things to discuss, Albus. And this child has the hospital wing to go to," Severus said drily. Katrina shot him a glare, but nodded and turned on her heel to walk out of the room. She stopped abruptly and turned to look at the potion's master. "Um… I don't know how to get there, Professor."

Snape sighed. "Evan should be outside. He can take you. Now, go on… Oh and stop by my office tonight after dinner."

Katrina nodded and then swept out the room without a backwards glance.

A/N: description of Dumbledore is from the Harry Potter series.