Chapter Three
Professor McGonnagall walked four or more paces ahead of Missy, as they moved quickly through the school and a short tour, while on their way to Gryffindor Common room.
"The passage to your right leads to my Transfiguration. I believe you have that class on Thursdays with the Hufflepuff's." She said, in a monotone. Missy didn't bother replying. She was to busy looking at the marvelous tapestries that lined the corridors of every hall. She stopped for a moment to look more closely as a picture of a knight riding on his beautiful white stallion. The picture had High Mountains in the back ground and it, the Knight was placed on a hill in the very front. Missy was so captured by the picture that Professor McGonnagall was now way past her usual four paces, but Missy didn't really care, there was just something about that picture that reminded her of something. Something she had long since forgotten. Suddenly the Knight bowed graciously at her causing her to jump back and let out a small scream. Professor McGonnagall who was now walking back toward her heard it and moved a little quicker.
"Miss Mcra?" She asked with a hint of inpatients in her voice.
"The paint it moved!" She said fully astonished by the sight.
"Well of course it moves Miss Mcra. You wouldn't expect them to sit still all day." She said while taking Missy's arm and leading her down the hall much faster. Missy was starting to get the hint that maybe she shouldn't argue with this teacher. She obviously wasn't going to budge with her attitude. After a few moments of silence Missy had another question.
"Professor?" She asked in a sweet voice.
"Yes, Miss Mcra?" She replied back, as she started to slow down her walking pace.
"My Mother went to this school didn't she?" Missy asked.
"Yes, she did. She was one of our best students, even with the fact that she was muggle born. Some days we wonder if she was or wasn't a muggle." McGonnagall replied with a sigh. She almost sounded as if it made her sad to talk about Missy mother, and her passing.
"Professor? Do you know who my father was? The hat said that I would do well in either Ravenclaw or Gryffindor." She said with assurance in her voice.
"Your father never went to Hogwarts." Professor McGonnagall said flatly then picked the pace back up. Missy almost had to run just to keep up with her at times. Suddenly the Professor came to a stop in front of a painting of a fat lady. Missy looked around and noted to herself that it was a dead-end.
"Professor, did we take a wrong turn?" She said with smugness in her voice.
"Viceroy." Was all she said. Missy didn't understand at all, but then the paint of the fat lady opened up revealing a hole in the wall, leading somewhere. The Professor went into the hole that suddenly became a room with couches and chairs all around. There was a fire roaring, in one corner, while everything was covered in red and gold. The place gave on a warm homely feeling. Make Missy feel kind of weird. She noticed that the room was empty, except for a cat siting quietly in a chair. McGonnagall let Missy have a moment to take in everything, then she was up a spiraling stair case that lead to dormitories.
"This side is the girl's dorm rooms. Girls stay on their side and boys on their own. We don't allow, sharing of rooms or anything at this school." She said laying out the strict rules. Then continued talking. " I have placed you in a room with all seventh years, because it would be unfair to you to sleep with the first years." With those words' Missy realized something.
"Am I being placed with first years?"
"Why wouldn't you? You have no magical training so that is where you ought to be." McGonnagall replied while opening a door into a bed room. "This will be your room. You're sharing with three other girls. You'll meet them at dinner." She said while picking up a robe that had been carelessly thrown onto the floor. "Now tomorrow you start classes. Will give you today to get settled into your new living arraignments." She said then headed back out the door. Missy ran after her, when everything finally clicked into her thick scull.
"Professor, I insist that you allow me to take my O.W.L's." She said while standing at her door.
"You insist? Miss Mcra, what makes you think you have the knowledge to be with your actual grade level?" Professor McGonnagall said, but she didn't wait for a replied, she simply left the Gryffindor Tower. Missy stood there for only a short moment, then she entered her new bed room. It was much larger then the one she had at home, but that was because there were four, four-poster double beds in the room, along with dressing tables, a large oak dresser, a changing screen for each member of the room and a bathroom. Missy looked for the empty bed that was in the darkest corner of the room. She had to have been twenty feet from the nearest window. She laid down onto the bed for what she thought was only a moment, but before she knew what happened, she heard the door opening up to the room and a young girl with a book back come in. She dropped the book back on the floor and it made a huge thump, then she fell back onto her bed and sighed. Missy didn't make a sound but some how she knew someone else was in the room with her.
Instantaneously she sat straight up on the edge of the bed.
"Lavender is that you?" She asked out toward the darkness, but still Missy stayed completely still. She didn't breathe or even blink.
"I know someone is here. I can see your figure outline by the light. Come out and show yourself before I cast a spell on you." The girl said without a hint of fear in her voice. Missy wasn't sure what she should do. Then she heard it. The sound of a wand being pulled from underneath a cloak.
"Please don't pull your wand out." She heard herself say in a voice barely louder then a whisper.
"Who are you and why are you in my room?" The girl replied in a horse voice. Missy knew that this was the best time to tell this girl. "I'm your new roommate." She said as cheerfully as she could. Even tho she disliked the idea of sharing a room with anyone. Missy stepped out of the shadows and showed herself to the girl. For the first time she got a good look as the girl. She was a normal height for a girl about seventeen. Only an inch or two shorter then Missy herself. She had long brown hair that seemed to do whatever it pleased even with, what looks like an attempt to calm it. Her eyes were gray, and she seemed to have this feel about her. As if she knew everything in the world.
"What's your name?" Missy said, before the girl could say a word.
"Hermione Granger." The girl replied, she tried to get another word out but Missy kept going.
"Muggle or Pure-blood?" She barked this time.
"Shouldn't I be asking the questions?" Hermione snapped back at the girl.
"Fine ask away."
"Why have I never seen you here before?"
"I just arrived earlier today." Missy answered moving closer to the girl.
"So why aren't you sharing with the first years?" Hermione said back.
"Professor McGonnagall thought it would be a bad idea to put a seventeen-year-old with a bunch of eleven year olds. Not fair to anyone."
"Are you a transfer student?" Hermione asked even tho she knew it was a stupid question.
"No, I just ended up here." She replied. Hermione looked at the girl for a long moment then held out her hand and smiled.
"I'm Hermione Granger and you are?" She said giving of this vibe of wanting to be friends.
" Missourie Mcra, but my friends call me Missy." She said then took the hand and shook it.
"Well Missy welcome to Hogwarts!" Hermione said then grabbed her arm and pulled out the door.