Ambural walked quickly, tiny, but quick steps to keep up with her great-grandfather's long strides. They were walking down the street from her uncle's manor, towards a kiddy park. Ambural looked up at Dumbledore with a brow raised. Dumbledore looked down at her, his eyes glittering in amusement.
"Où sommes nous aller?" Ambural said, completely forgetting she could speak English instead of French. Dumbledore took out a sealed test tube that was filled with some small animal kidneys and eyes in some kind of preserving fluid. "EW!" Ambural squealed. "What iz zat!" Dumbledore laughed heartily and took her hand.
"Port key." He replied simply. Ambural nodded slightly as they walked into the gates of the park. She had a spinning sensation and was suddenly standing in front of a large door. She blinked, trying to recreate what just happened. Dumbledore opened the door, allowing his daughter to walk in ahead of him.
"Where are we…?" Ambural managed to whisper. She looked around, taking in the surrounding. She stood in a room, very much like a common room. There was a door to her left and a door to her right. There where stair cases on each side of the room and that went up and eventually met in the middle, only to go up higher. Banners from the houses hung from the ceiling. The room looked magnificent.
"This is the teachers' dorms. This is where we stay during the year. One can only reach here by a port key." replied an older woman with glasses that sat on the tip of her nose. It was the one and only, Professor McGonagall. She smiled warmly and took Ambural's hand in both of her own. "It's really a pleasure to have you here and finally meet you. I'm Professor McGonagall. I look forward to have you in my class, Ambural." Ambural found herself smiling slightly.
"Zee pleasure iz all mine, Professor. I look forward to starting school at 'Ogwarts." Ambural replied. McGonagall looked up at Dumbedore, who looked completely proud. At that moment, Professor Snape walked out of the kitchen.
"I see I've finally the pleasure to meet you Ms. Dumbledore…I'm professor Snape, the potions teacher." Snape said with a cold smirk on his face. He offered his hand and Ambural took it shyly.
"I'm 'appy to meet you, Professor Snape. I look forward to potions. It's my favorite class." Ambural looked Snape in the eyes. Snape's smirk grew, but said nothing. McGonagall turned and walked to the kitchen door.
"Remus, you should come meet Albus's great-granddaughter… She just stole Severus's tongue away." She said softly, laughing lightly. Snape glowered at her. Remus Lupin walked swiftly into the room.
"Did she now? I'm in awe." Lupin said, giving a teasing look to Snape. Ambural blushed lightly. "I'm Professor Lupin. It's good to meet you Ambural." Ambural smiled.
"It's good to meet you too, Sir."
"Here, let me put your bags up in your room and let me show you where it is." McGonagall said, making Ambural's trunk and suitcase float up the stairs. She took Ambural's arm and led her up the stairs. "Do you play Quidditch, my Dear? The Gryffindors need a Chaser on the team…" Snape scowled and followed the two up the stairs.
"Dear Girl, Slytherin needs a new Seeker. You'd be up against Potter…" He said softly, taking her other arm. Before Ambural could speak, McGonagall started speaking again.
"What happened to Malfoy, Severus? Got tired of losing to us, so you kicked him off the team?" Snape gave her a furious glare.
"NO. He has moved to a Chaser. He plays much better there, for your information." Ambural began to feel a bit uncomfortable.
"I-I'm sorry to inform you both, but I don't play Quidditch." Both teachers stopped on the stairs and looked at her. "I'm afraid to fly… never been on a broom in my life… I'd rather like to keep it that way… no offence. Snape smirked again and nodded, walking back down the stairs looking rather amused. McGonagall continued to lead Ambural up the stairs.
"oh, I see. Well, that's ok… what other things do you like to do?" She said, a warm smile back on her face.
"Well, I'm a dancer…" Ambural said. McGonagall nodded.
"Really, now? A ballet dancer?" Ambural shook her head.
"No, a 'Ighland Dancer." McGonagall looked shocked.
"You mean… you dance the Fling? The Sean Trubias? The Reel?" Ambural nodded slightly, embarrassed a bit. "My word Child! That brings back so many memories of my younger years. I was a dancer too!" Ambural looked amused.
"Perhaps someday we could dance together. Anyway, I also write a lot… draw, and I am interested in Mugglez." McGonagall smiled and nodded.
"You seem to have a wide range of talents. I look forward to seeing your effort. Here's you're room. I hope you enjoy your stay." Ambural smiled a thanks and walked into her appointed room and closed the door. She looked around. The room was small with a small armoire and bed. There was a full length mirror and a bed side table. The room was a soft shade of lavender, and the bed sheet matched. Ambural sighed and plopped on the bed. It was extremely soft. She suddenly began to feel drowsy. She had lost track of the time. She turned to a clock on the wall. It was late. Slowly, Ambural laid back and closed her eyes.
"Où sommes nous aller?" Ambural said, completely forgetting she could speak English instead of French. Dumbledore took out a sealed test tube that was filled with some small animal kidneys and eyes in some kind of preserving fluid. "EW!" Ambural squealed. "What iz zat!" Dumbledore laughed heartily and took her hand.
"Port key." He replied simply. Ambural nodded slightly as they walked into the gates of the park. She had a spinning sensation and was suddenly standing in front of a large door. She blinked, trying to recreate what just happened. Dumbledore opened the door, allowing his daughter to walk in ahead of him.
"Where are we…?" Ambural managed to whisper. She looked around, taking in the surrounding. She stood in a room, very much like a common room. There was a door to her left and a door to her right. There where stair cases on each side of the room and that went up and eventually met in the middle, only to go up higher. Banners from the houses hung from the ceiling. The room looked magnificent.
"This is the teachers' dorms. This is where we stay during the year. One can only reach here by a port key." replied an older woman with glasses that sat on the tip of her nose. It was the one and only, Professor McGonagall. She smiled warmly and took Ambural's hand in both of her own. "It's really a pleasure to have you here and finally meet you. I'm Professor McGonagall. I look forward to have you in my class, Ambural." Ambural found herself smiling slightly.
"Zee pleasure iz all mine, Professor. I look forward to starting school at 'Ogwarts." Ambural replied. McGonagall looked up at Dumbedore, who looked completely proud. At that moment, Professor Snape walked out of the kitchen.
"I see I've finally the pleasure to meet you Ms. Dumbledore…I'm professor Snape, the potions teacher." Snape said with a cold smirk on his face. He offered his hand and Ambural took it shyly.
"I'm 'appy to meet you, Professor Snape. I look forward to potions. It's my favorite class." Ambural looked Snape in the eyes. Snape's smirk grew, but said nothing. McGonagall turned and walked to the kitchen door.
"Remus, you should come meet Albus's great-granddaughter… She just stole Severus's tongue away." She said softly, laughing lightly. Snape glowered at her. Remus Lupin walked swiftly into the room.
"Did she now? I'm in awe." Lupin said, giving a teasing look to Snape. Ambural blushed lightly. "I'm Professor Lupin. It's good to meet you Ambural." Ambural smiled.
"It's good to meet you too, Sir."
"Here, let me put your bags up in your room and let me show you where it is." McGonagall said, making Ambural's trunk and suitcase float up the stairs. She took Ambural's arm and led her up the stairs. "Do you play Quidditch, my Dear? The Gryffindors need a Chaser on the team…" Snape scowled and followed the two up the stairs.
"Dear Girl, Slytherin needs a new Seeker. You'd be up against Potter…" He said softly, taking her other arm. Before Ambural could speak, McGonagall started speaking again.
"What happened to Malfoy, Severus? Got tired of losing to us, so you kicked him off the team?" Snape gave her a furious glare.
"NO. He has moved to a Chaser. He plays much better there, for your information." Ambural began to feel a bit uncomfortable.
"I-I'm sorry to inform you both, but I don't play Quidditch." Both teachers stopped on the stairs and looked at her. "I'm afraid to fly… never been on a broom in my life… I'd rather like to keep it that way… no offence. Snape smirked again and nodded, walking back down the stairs looking rather amused. McGonagall continued to lead Ambural up the stairs.
"oh, I see. Well, that's ok… what other things do you like to do?" She said, a warm smile back on her face.
"Well, I'm a dancer…" Ambural said. McGonagall nodded.
"Really, now? A ballet dancer?" Ambural shook her head.
"No, a 'Ighland Dancer." McGonagall looked shocked.
"You mean… you dance the Fling? The Sean Trubias? The Reel?" Ambural nodded slightly, embarrassed a bit. "My word Child! That brings back so many memories of my younger years. I was a dancer too!" Ambural looked amused.
"Perhaps someday we could dance together. Anyway, I also write a lot… draw, and I am interested in Mugglez." McGonagall smiled and nodded.
"You seem to have a wide range of talents. I look forward to seeing your effort. Here's you're room. I hope you enjoy your stay." Ambural smiled a thanks and walked into her appointed room and closed the door. She looked around. The room was small with a small armoire and bed. There was a full length mirror and a bed side table. The room was a soft shade of lavender, and the bed sheet matched. Ambural sighed and plopped on the bed. It was extremely soft. She suddenly began to feel drowsy. She had lost track of the time. She turned to a clock on the wall. It was late. Slowly, Ambural laid back and closed her eyes.