bMorbidly Mistunderstood/b
bCh. 1/b
Wind blew through the trees. The lush grass rippled like a sea of emerald green. A tall lanky woman stood with her head craned upward, her long robes billowing around her. She was standing, rooted to the spot, staring up at the large ancient looking castle before her. Her blank gaze was suddenly broken by the sound of loud rumbling thunder in the distance. Pulling her wand from her robes, she muttered something under her breath, causing the trunk beside her to rise up into the air and float beside her as she walked up to the large wooden doors.
"Good morning. You must be the new defense against the dark arts teacher, Morgan Locke, correct?" The woman named McGonagall greeted the new teacher.
Morgan nodded, "and you must be Minerva McGonagall." She said quietly, looking around the large entrance hall.
"Yes. Well, if you will follow me, I will show you where you your office is and where you will be staying throughout this year."
Morgan nodded again and followed McGonagall up the large marble staircase. She looked this way and that taking in all the sights. Portraits waved at them and greeted them warmly as they walked past. When they arrived at the office, McGonagall stopped and turned to Morgan.
"Here is your office. Feel free to decorate it to your tastes. The students will be arriving tonight for the sorting ceremony and the beginning of the year feast, we would like it very much if you could make it there. I will leave you here to unpack your things, feel free to roam around a bit, meet the rest of the staff if you like. I'll see you later on, I must make preparations for the sorting ceremony." With that, McGonagall walked away.
"Thank you!" Morgan called, and walked into her new office.
~~~ A skinny boy with untidy jet black hair was walking alongside a family, all of whom had flaming red hair. His name was Harry Potter, the boy who lived. They walked quickly along to a column between platforms 9 and 10. A woman from the group ushered the others forward.
"Okay, Ginny, you first." She said, nudging he youngest child towards the column.
Ginny ran at the column, and vanished in the blink of an eye.
"Harry, Ron you n-"
But the two boys were a step ahead. The leaned casually on the wall and slipped through, pulling their carts behind them. The woman, known as Mrs. Weasly came up behind them to see them off. She hugged them and waved as they boarded the bright red train with a sign bearing the name "Hogwarts express" on the front. "Be careful!" she called at them.
"We will!" Ron called back.
The three of them looked around for an empty compartment, and came across one with only one person inside. A girl with bushy brown hair sat grinning at them and motioned for them to come in. They came in and put their trunks on the rack above with the two boys' owl's hooting and twittering in their cages next to them.
"Hey Hermione," Harry said smiling back at her.
"Hello, so did you all have a good summer?" Hermione asked them
"Oh yeah it was great! Harry came over and spent most of the summer with us. Fred and George developed more jokes for their joke shop. Popping Pills I believe." Ron replied
"Popping pills? What do ithey/i do?" Hermione ask with an odd expression of disgust on her face.
"Send multi coloured sparks flying from your mouth.."
Hermione said nothing, just rolled her eyes and adjusted herself in her seat. The train trudged along, trees flashed by the window here and there. Dull gray clouds bean to cover the sky. Ron and Hermione, being prefects, got up every now and then to patrol the corridors. As it steadily became darker, they changed into their school robes and awaited their arrival at Hogwarts.
bCh. 1/b
Wind blew through the trees. The lush grass rippled like a sea of emerald green. A tall lanky woman stood with her head craned upward, her long robes billowing around her. She was standing, rooted to the spot, staring up at the large ancient looking castle before her. Her blank gaze was suddenly broken by the sound of loud rumbling thunder in the distance. Pulling her wand from her robes, she muttered something under her breath, causing the trunk beside her to rise up into the air and float beside her as she walked up to the large wooden doors.
"Good morning. You must be the new defense against the dark arts teacher, Morgan Locke, correct?" The woman named McGonagall greeted the new teacher.
Morgan nodded, "and you must be Minerva McGonagall." She said quietly, looking around the large entrance hall.
"Yes. Well, if you will follow me, I will show you where you your office is and where you will be staying throughout this year."
Morgan nodded again and followed McGonagall up the large marble staircase. She looked this way and that taking in all the sights. Portraits waved at them and greeted them warmly as they walked past. When they arrived at the office, McGonagall stopped and turned to Morgan.
"Here is your office. Feel free to decorate it to your tastes. The students will be arriving tonight for the sorting ceremony and the beginning of the year feast, we would like it very much if you could make it there. I will leave you here to unpack your things, feel free to roam around a bit, meet the rest of the staff if you like. I'll see you later on, I must make preparations for the sorting ceremony." With that, McGonagall walked away.
"Thank you!" Morgan called, and walked into her new office.
~~~ A skinny boy with untidy jet black hair was walking alongside a family, all of whom had flaming red hair. His name was Harry Potter, the boy who lived. They walked quickly along to a column between platforms 9 and 10. A woman from the group ushered the others forward.
"Okay, Ginny, you first." She said, nudging he youngest child towards the column.
Ginny ran at the column, and vanished in the blink of an eye.
"Harry, Ron you n-"
But the two boys were a step ahead. The leaned casually on the wall and slipped through, pulling their carts behind them. The woman, known as Mrs. Weasly came up behind them to see them off. She hugged them and waved as they boarded the bright red train with a sign bearing the name "Hogwarts express" on the front. "Be careful!" she called at them.
"We will!" Ron called back.
The three of them looked around for an empty compartment, and came across one with only one person inside. A girl with bushy brown hair sat grinning at them and motioned for them to come in. They came in and put their trunks on the rack above with the two boys' owl's hooting and twittering in their cages next to them.
"Hey Hermione," Harry said smiling back at her.
"Hello, so did you all have a good summer?" Hermione asked them
"Oh yeah it was great! Harry came over and spent most of the summer with us. Fred and George developed more jokes for their joke shop. Popping Pills I believe." Ron replied
"Popping pills? What do ithey/i do?" Hermione ask with an odd expression of disgust on her face.
"Send multi coloured sparks flying from your mouth.."
Hermione said nothing, just rolled her eyes and adjusted herself in her seat. The train trudged along, trees flashed by the window here and there. Dull gray clouds bean to cover the sky. Ron and Hermione, being prefects, got up every now and then to patrol the corridors. As it steadily became darker, they changed into their school robes and awaited their arrival at Hogwarts.