Chapter two
Hermione slowly walked down the steps of the girl dormitories. She was still a little shaken from last night but she hid it well under her small smile.
It was lucky that it was a weekend. She was to warn out from her late night studying, and she didn't think that sleeping in the middle of class would do well for her almost perfect record.
She sat down in one of the common room chairs not feeling much of an appetite at the moment. She closed her eyes for a moment and very slowly she drifted of to sleep.
A small girl who looked to only be about six was wandering through a large wizard shopping center. Her hair was hidden behind a large black hood that covered most of her face.
Her steps were slow and steady. She didn't seem to be in any rush as she wandered down the crowded street. No one bumped into her out of fright. She had a strange aurora around her and no one wanted to see what sort of powers she might posses.
As she passed around a corner she ran straight into an old man, she being so small was the one who fell down onto the cold paved streets. She stood up quickly and began brushing off her robes as she said an apology to the elderly man. Not once did she realize that her hood had fallen off her head and that her long golden hair was in plain view.
"Ah I was wondering when I would see you," the man said as he surveyed the young child who was looking at him as if he were crazy, "Yes, you young Artemis." He said in a kind voice. Very quickly her facial expressions changed from a look of disbelief to a look of fear.
Much to her surprise the man just laughed. It was like nothing that she had ever heard before. Sure she had heard the cold mocking laughs of her protectors, but this was so different. It seemed so gentle and kind.
"Relax young one my name is Professor Dumbledor, I've come to bring you somewhere safe. Have you ever heard of a school called Hogwarts before?" He asked using the same kind voice he had used before.
Artemis didn't trust her voice. It had been such a long time since she had talked and even then it had only been to her father or the death eaters. Never to anyone who sounded so kind. All she could do was to nod her head in understanding, as he began to lead her down the streets.
Hermione slowly walked down the steps of the girl dormitories. She was still a little shaken from last night but she hid it well under her small smile.
It was lucky that it was a weekend. She was to warn out from her late night studying, and she didn't think that sleeping in the middle of class would do well for her almost perfect record.
She sat down in one of the common room chairs not feeling much of an appetite at the moment. She closed her eyes for a moment and very slowly she drifted of to sleep.
A small girl who looked to only be about six was wandering through a large wizard shopping center. Her hair was hidden behind a large black hood that covered most of her face.
Her steps were slow and steady. She didn't seem to be in any rush as she wandered down the crowded street. No one bumped into her out of fright. She had a strange aurora around her and no one wanted to see what sort of powers she might posses.
As she passed around a corner she ran straight into an old man, she being so small was the one who fell down onto the cold paved streets. She stood up quickly and began brushing off her robes as she said an apology to the elderly man. Not once did she realize that her hood had fallen off her head and that her long golden hair was in plain view.
"Ah I was wondering when I would see you," the man said as he surveyed the young child who was looking at him as if he were crazy, "Yes, you young Artemis." He said in a kind voice. Very quickly her facial expressions changed from a look of disbelief to a look of fear.
Much to her surprise the man just laughed. It was like nothing that she had ever heard before. Sure she had heard the cold mocking laughs of her protectors, but this was so different. It seemed so gentle and kind.
"Relax young one my name is Professor Dumbledor, I've come to bring you somewhere safe. Have you ever heard of a school called Hogwarts before?" He asked using the same kind voice he had used before.
Artemis didn't trust her voice. It had been such a long time since she had talked and even then it had only been to her father or the death eaters. Never to anyone who sounded so kind. All she could do was to nod her head in understanding, as he began to lead her down the streets.