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A/N- Okay…I was hoping someone would read this story, so, basically, writing this means I either have no life, or I can't actually see the little line that says "0 Reviews". I'm willing to go with the latter so I don't look like a fool. I'm living in denial here!
P.S. If by chance, someone is reading this, thankyouthankyouthankyou, pleasereviewpleasereviewpleasereview! Flames are not welcome, but critisism is. K then…
"This is Cora Rune, the knew Defense Against Dark Arts professor."
She gave a short nod to the obviously flustered people in front of her. She knew their names and their status in the school, but that did not mean she would become chummy with them. For all she knew, and she did know, they were probably going to aim at making her as unwelcome as possible. She would have smiled at their ridiculous hello's if she would bother to smile at all. But she didn't smile.
Professor McGonagall cleared her throat and stepped forward with an obviously forced smile, her hand out to greet the new professor. She's too pretty, she probably uses it to seduce men and then kill them, thought Professor McGonagall, as Cora Rune turned her handshake down with an arched eyebrow. Professor McGonagall fought a groan of frustration as the two men behind her practically skipped to greet the vampire. Exactly my point. Minerva McGonagall permit herself a smug look, which was quickly silenced by the sudden realization that Cora Rune was reading her mind. Unconciously, Professor McGonagall frowned, angry. She would have to let that vampire know that she wasn't welcome here. Although, she would have to do it discretely, as she had vowed to herself never to look bad under Professor Dumbledore's watch. Of course…
Professor Dumbledore could have laughed at the way the teachers were greeting the new professor. Of course, he didn't, because he knew Cora would read his mind again. It did bother him a bit she had that power, but not so much that he felt exposed. The Professor hoped that they would give her a chance. In the time that he had spent talking to Cora, he had discovered how intelligent she was. And how cold, Professor Dumbledore thought to himself. It was true, Cora Rune was a very distant person. When Dumbledore had asked her why she wore those glasses indoors ("Not to intrude, my dear."), she replied with something about not wanting to express herself accidentally. An odd answer, but it could be true that your eyes are the windows to your soul. Perhaps she wore the glasses and the frown to intimidate other people, as well. As Professor Dumbledore laughed inwardly at the foolishness of Professor Trelawny, who was trying to engage in a one-sided conversation with Cora about a vampire's ability to read minds, he thought to himself, That one will take a lot of work…
"All right then, I'm afraid we'll have to begin preparing for tonight. I wonder who will be where this year…" Professor Dumbledore added thoughtfully. "Ah well, we'll have to wait and see. Minerva, would you please direct Cora to her sleeping quarters? Thank you."
Professor McGonagall sighed, audibly. She forced another smile on her face when Professor Dumbledore gave her a Look. "Follow me please," Professor McGonagall told Professor Rune. As they walked down the spiral staircase, Professor McGonagall found herself trying not to admire the posture and pace that the young (looking) woman in front of her was practicing. "So where are you from?" Professor McGonagall asked Professor Rune, trying to make conversation. She was rewarded with another arched eyebrow. Professor McGonagall was beginning another sigh, when Cora Rune spoke.
"I'm from here, Britain," she said, as if it were an obvious fact.
Professor McGonagall defended herself needlessly, "Well, since I hadn't heard you speak before that, I had no idea where you were from."
Cora arched one of her perfect black eyebrows again, "You mean you've never heard of me? From what Professor Dumbledore told me, you were quite the pioneer against me."
Professor McGonagall blushed, embarrassed with herself, "Sorry, but Im just not comfortable with a vampire hanging around this school, teacher or not."
Cora would have laughed if she remembered how. "Really? Why so?"
Professor McGonagall hurried to catch up with the quick-paced Cora, as she half-lead her down another hallway. "You know why. There's no way you can be strong enough to overcome your thirst, no matter how strong."
It was with that remark that Cora's shield went down. Her eyebrows dropped, and she almost slowed her pace. "You have no idea how strong I am," Cora growled, and turned around.
"Where are you going! Your room is this way!" Professor McGonagall shouted after a retreating Cora. The seemingly angry vampire/professor kept up her quick pace in the opposite direction, and then, transmogrified.
Professor McGonagall was confused at the instant transition from woman to cat, and then remembered, Vampires don't need wands to transmogrify. As she watched Cora scamper away, in her feline form, she deeply regretted ever agreeing to meet this new teacher.
But all the same, it would be fun to see how the students reacted to her…
A/N- The ending of this chapter was bad. One of my reviews wanted action, so I will definetly include action once I cover the information about my new character. The next chapter is completely inside her head, without names. It is going to be a sort of guessing game, in which you will have to figure out what the hell is going on. Have fun, please review, critisism is welcome. Not flames, though.