Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I do not own any of these Charters they all belong to J.K Rowlings. Well Except for Stacey
CH 3: A Friend Indeed.
Next morning Stacey had somehow managed on her own to find the great hall, although it was an hour until she did manage to locate it. She didn't have any robes yet so she settled for yesterday's clothes, which were jeans, running sneakers, a t-shirt, and a maroon areo sweatshirt. She looked out of place and everyone knew it. Stacey managed to sum up enough courage and entered the doors to the great hall. The scean was breath taking. The ceiling was enchanted to look like the morning sky and four long tables stretched. She was so taken aback by the look of it all that she didn't notice everyone stop and stare at her. Hearing the tapping of a glass was what took her out of la la land and back to reality. it was then she noticed the eyes. Everybody staring at her and whispering to the person next to them. Her yellow green eyes scanned the room and then noticed Dumbledore get up and say "Everyone this is Stacey, she will be with us for awhile and is not only a student but a professor. She will be teaching a karate class for muggel studies for the year."

She just stood there smiling and nodding in agreement even though she looked like a complete idiot. She quickly made her way to the head table and took a seat next to Snape and Lockhart. As soon as she sat down she was in awe to see her plate magically fill up with food and the goblet with a sort of funny looking liquid.

"What's that?"

"My dear lady that is pumpkin juice." Replied Lockhart in a voice that was to jolly for Stacey in the morning.

"Erm...ok?"

"Here take this!" Stacey was startled by the harsh voice coming from beside her and twirled in her seat to see who it was. She saw Snape glaring at her with a look of amusement plastered on his face. She looked at him then at the scroll with a bit of confusion.

"Miss. Vitale you act as if you've never seen a scroll before! That is you class schedule. After breakfast you have potions with me and I expect you not to be late otherwise you will be losing house points for Griffindor. Understood?"

"Perfectly" she rolled her eyes

"Two points from Gryffindor for your cheek Miss. Vitale"

"But class hasn't even started yet! You can't do that who do you think you are!"

"Your potions professor" he smirked

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She wondered the halls amisily. Not knowing exactly where she was going but though she would eventually find the dungeons. One would think that Dumbledor would have given me a map to.....her train of though was interrupted by a voice from behind her to see who it was.

"Are you lost?" came the voice of the girl. She was about Stacey's age meaby two or 3 years younger, short with blonde hair a little past her chin, she wasn't to tall and was thin. Her brown eyes just stared at her waiting for a response.

"Oh yea, would it be asking too much of you to help me out?"

"No not at all, where are ya goin? Oh by the way I'm Laurelle, Laurelle Wallach."

"I'm Stacey, Stacey Vitale. I need to get to Potions and I haven't a clue as to where I'm going."

"Well Stacey since I happen to be in your class I would assume that you would want to follow me. As were walking do you mind if I ask ya a question?"

"No not at all go ahead."

"Well I've noticed that your accent is American. Am I correct?"

"Yea, I'm from New Jersey. In a Small Town called Franklin. It wasn't much but it was home. Why?

"Really! You know my family lives in New Jersey. I was sent to Massachusetts to attend the school in Salem, but was transferred here as a foreign exchange student. It really does get tiring to hear people with English accents all the time, ya kno."

"Yea, I know what you mean. I don't know how I got here but since my arrival I've become the muggle studies teacher and a student all at the same time. So I expect your probably be one of my students and my pier." Stacey laughed to herself "Huh, funny don't you think."

"Heh, so far from what i can tell your weird, crazy, and a bit on the funny side. this is going to be a beautiful friendship." Laurelle grinned

"Yes, Yes it is." she said returning the smile

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A.N: I based the newest character on my best friend Laurelle. ha to her she said that this story would never get off the ground but i simply covered my ears and said la la la la la la.. He he no I'm not crazy :0). ne way she is also my beta reader. And I would also like to make it clear that she is a lot crazier in real life then as I now interpreted her in the story. as a matter of fact as the story progresses her true colors will come out.!!!! (i assume Laurelle that your wincing as your reading this. :)