Chapter 2
Meeting the Gang
"So Harry, are you going anywhere for Christmas?"
"And where might I go?"
"Hermione's? My place? You'd be here all alone."
"Nah. I'd kind of like to have the whole common room to myself for a change. It would be nice. I don't think Hermione would bring me to her house for Christmas anyway. Her parents are dentists!"
"Hey Harry! Who is that?" Ron pointed down the hall to a girl standing there.
"I don't know, I've never seen her before. She might be one of the scouts hired to look after us"
"She's HOT!"
"RON!" Harry gently hit his friend to snap him out of the gaze. This girl had long, dark, brown hair, curled at the ends. The front was bleached blonde. Her cloak was not the regular black, it was blue and purple swirled and outlined with gold. Around her neck she wore a beautiful tiny, sapphire necklace. The girl came up to Harry and Ron.
"Excuse me, do you know where I might find a Professor McGonagall?"
"Um…um…" Ron stammered.
"Down the hall and to the left," said Harry, pointing. The girl smiled. Harry noticed that her stone turned red as she neared Ron.
"Thank you. You two are very nice." As she was walking away, Ron turned to Harry.
"She acted like she didn't even know you were Harry Potter!" He said. The girl froze and turned to look at them.
"You acted like you didn't even know I was Faith Ryers." She continued to walk away.
"She's smart," said Harry. They watched her walk away, her cloak, flowing around her like wind. Suddenly she grabbed a side her cape and swirled it around her. In a blink she was gone.
"How did she do that?" asked Ron. "It's not like you can just disappear like that, especially in Hogwarts. Even if you had the ability, it takes a very strong wizard to do it in all the magic surrounding the castle."
"That is why," Harry and Ron whirled around to see the voice behind them, "I was chosen to be your guardian…Harry Potter." It was Faith. "It's not like any witch or wizard is chosen to look after students in the best Wizarding School on planet earth."
"You're better than Hermione!" Ron exclaimed.
"Did someone say my name?" She came walking down the stairs next to them, an armful of books in one hand. Faith watched her as the stone turned bright purple, and how when Harry helped her as she tripped on the last stair it turned brighter purple. It was then that Faith knew the secret between Harry and Hermione. It was then that Faith knew her mission, but then suddenly, glass shattered behind her.
