A/U: I know i haven't update for an age or so, and i'm soz but i just seem to be so disorganised at the mo, plus to that i have been away on holiday. so i just say better late than never.hope you like this.

Indie x

disclaimer: Unless JKRowling recently changed her name to Indigo and now lives in a tiny bedroom with her fourteen year sister and miraculously became sixteen then i don't think she's me.

Chapter Eleven : The Turning Point.

Madeline hurried down the corridor, she'd just managed to get away from Zana and Ursula at the Great Hall after having told them she didn't feel very well so was going for a lie down, all she needed to do now was get to Professor Dingly's office, which was proving to be more difficult than she'd anticipated. She located the entrance with no trouble she knew that it was hidden behind the gargoyles on the Second floor North corridor, however she didn't actually know the password so she couldn't get in.

"Oh what ever could it be?" She mumbled

"How about Chocolate frog. No? Er Bertie Botts Every Flavoured Beans. Not that then. Oh I dunno. Aghhh let me in." Madeline shouted and she kicked the wall. Hard.

"Ow, ow, ow. Bleedin' hell, that hurts!" She moaned clutching her foot and hopping up and down on the spot.

"Okay, okay, lets see, just think Madeline think. Liquorice wand, Pumpkin Pasty"

Wall in front of her slowly opened to reveal a grand stair case.

"Pumpkin pasty, really! Who!" Madeline muttered under her breath as she began to climb the stairs to Professor Dingly's office, the stone wall closing up behind her When she reached the top she hesitated slightly before knocking.

"Come in." The head masters voice called out. Madeline opened the door and entered the room. She couldn't help but feel a bit nervous, what ever would he say to her strange request.

"Ah, Miss Borogh. I was expecting you to come and see me some time soon. Shall we talk?"

"Er okay."

"Please sit down." Madeline sat down and looked around the office uncomfortably. All the portraits of the previous head masters were staring down at her whispering among them selves.

"I believe you have some thing you would like to ask me." Dingly said. "Tea?"

"Oh er yes. Er to both." Madeline stuttered.

Dingly smiled at her and waved his wand in a spiralled arch and with a whoosh a tray of tea and biscuits sped from a back room and landed neatly on his desk. With another wave of his wand the tea was poured and Madeline found her self sipping hot earl grey from a pretty little china cup.

"Well then, what was it?" Dingly asked and he placed his cup and saucer back on his desk.

"I, well the thing is I'm not happy in Slytherin."

"No?"

"I well, I know this sounds mad but I really mean it okay and I really am not joking but I want to move to another house." Madeline blurted out.

"Let me guess, Gryffindor?" Dingly smiled at her, his eyes seeming to sigh, as if he had been expecting this and hoping he was wrong. Some of the portraits up on the walls gasped and even one or two (Snape and Phineas Nigelus) called out in indignation.

"It's not like that. I don't dislike Slytherin, I just feel I don't belong there. All my so-called friends just want to go on about being pure blood, is it really that big a deal, and they are always being horrid to the muggleborns, calling them dirty names. It's just not me."

"I see, so why do you feel that Gryffindor would be right for you when the hat choose Slytherin for you."

"Please Professor Dingly. I asked the hat to put me in Slytherin. I was scared of what my family would sat if I wasn't put there."

"But now you don't what they say?"

"I do. But well, my mother always said that yeas my father may not approve of our mingling with muggles but the was the way she was and well he respected her wishes even if he didn't feel the same way and I've always wanted to make my Father proud but well I want the chance to be me, not just some one my father wants me to be."

"I see well I'm sure I could get the sorting hat to re sort you, although I couldn't guaranty Gryffindor is where you'll end up."

"I don't mind where I go. I know I'd be happy in Gryffindor because I'd be with Claire, but to be honest I'd be fine in any other house, it just Slytherin that isn't for me."

"Very well. I shall discuss you're re-sorting with the other teachers and we shall arrange for a time and place for it and then we shall arrange your movement to your new dorm."

"Professor I have to ask is there a chance that the sorting hat may sort me into Slytherin again?"

"I highly doubt that Miss Borogh. You see I can not describe exactly how the hat decides, but I have noticed that it delves into your wants and accesses you personality. If you feel you don't belong in Slytherin and don't want o be there then the chances of being sorted there again is pretty much impossible."

"Oh, okay, well that's good to know."

"I suggest you return to your common room now Miss Borogh, I'll contact you when the time comes." Professor Dingly smiled at her and turned and left the room. Madeline took his leave to be her dismissal and she practically skipped from his office and down the stairs in to the corridor. She laughed to herself, everything would be better now. Soon she'd move and say sorry to Claire, and Claire would forgive her, and they'd be best friends again, she could even be friends with Rose and Albus if they wanted. And so Madeline went to her dorm in high sprits for today was the end of an era and the beginning of a new one. The turning point when things got better and Madeline couldn't wait to greet the future.

A/U: I seem to be entering the end of an era right now, one of my best mates is moving away, not far away but all the same it won't be the same, still at least Maddy's change is good. Hope u liked that.

Indie x