**I don't own Harry Potter and that's sad.
-Have We Met?-
Roxanne entered into the common room very cautiously. Harry had already left to go up to his dormitory, leaving Roxanne standing alone while she stared at the room. She decided that 'cozy' was the best word to describe it as. The circular room seemed enclosing yet very large with a high ceiling. The walls were painted in a warm red and the shadow of the fire danced warmly on the wall. Large comfortable chairs encircled the room along with a table or two. There were two entrances to the upper rooms, the opening on the left for the boys and the right for the girls. In between the two openings was a bulletin board where Fred and George had just pinned something up, the top of which reading 'Gallons of Galleons!'.
Roxanne stood rather awkwardly in the center of the room, looking at all of her fellow students as they slowly advanced to their dormitories. She looked at the fire, back to the doors to the dormitories. George and Lee exited, followed by a flock of first years who had just caught a glance at the poster the twins had just pinned up.
"Have we met before?" Fred asked from behind Roxanne who jumped slightly before turning around. She didn't speak for a moment but stared at him. "...Something wrong?"
"What? Oh, no. Just startled. No I don't believe we've met. But I've known you for quite some time."
"Really? Enlighten me." Fred motioned to the closest sofa and the two sat. Roxanne proceeded to explain her history to Fred in one very long run- on sentence.
"So you're to be living with us over holiday?"
"You've got it, Fred." Roxanne began to shake a little; she was yet to change out of her wet clothes.
"Poor thing, you'll catch cold and it'll be my fault. I wouldn't be able to stand the guilt. Please allow me to detain you no longer." He gave her a charming smile as he stood and offered her his hand to help her stand, although standing up from a couch was not a difficult task in the least. She smiled back at him, a little less dreamily and a little more flirty
"Why thank you for your consideration, dear Frederick. I bid you goodnight." Fred exited to his dormitory and Roxanne was about to do the same when a stern voice called her from across the room,
"Ms. Potter. Come here please." Roxanne pivoted to the right, toward yet another entrance; this one to Professor McGonagall's office, where her voice was coming from,
"Yes ma'am?" she asked from across the room
"My office please." Roxanne hesitantly walked across the room and entered her Head-of-House's office.
"What is it, ma'am?" Professor McGonagall sat at her desk.
"Just a briefing, Potter. A letter recently arrived for you along with a broomstick which is up in your dormitory." The Professor handed Roxanne a letter across the desk,
"Your schedule will arrive in the morning at breakfast; we tried to put in all of your requests but considering that your arrival was unexpected I cannot guarantee you that you will receive all of your desired classes." She stood up and exited the office, Roxanne followed after as the Professor began to climb up the stairs,
"A set of the textbooks that you need is in your dormitory along with your trunk and your owl. There is an amount of spending money there as well and your uniforms and house robes. According to the measurements that were sent ahead of time it should all fit.
"Your guardian already signed your permission form to visit Hogsmeade with the other students. And although you have not attended Hogwarts for the past four years you are still required to take the O.W.L.s and so I expect that you have much catching up to do. I'm sure all of the Professors will be willing to giving you a few private lessons if you should so need it.
"If you have a problem, please come to me and I will see what I can arrange." They arrived on the fifth platform and Professor McGonagall stopped talking and Roxanne assumed she was finished,
"Thank you very much Professor. I'll be sure to do my best."
The Professor nodded her head and then walked back down the steps. Roxanne opened the door and spoke to herself,
"Lord that was an earful."
**RR! PLEASE GOD RR!!! Make my day brighter, pleeease
-Have We Met?-
Roxanne entered into the common room very cautiously. Harry had already left to go up to his dormitory, leaving Roxanne standing alone while she stared at the room. She decided that 'cozy' was the best word to describe it as. The circular room seemed enclosing yet very large with a high ceiling. The walls were painted in a warm red and the shadow of the fire danced warmly on the wall. Large comfortable chairs encircled the room along with a table or two. There were two entrances to the upper rooms, the opening on the left for the boys and the right for the girls. In between the two openings was a bulletin board where Fred and George had just pinned something up, the top of which reading 'Gallons of Galleons!'.
Roxanne stood rather awkwardly in the center of the room, looking at all of her fellow students as they slowly advanced to their dormitories. She looked at the fire, back to the doors to the dormitories. George and Lee exited, followed by a flock of first years who had just caught a glance at the poster the twins had just pinned up.
"Have we met before?" Fred asked from behind Roxanne who jumped slightly before turning around. She didn't speak for a moment but stared at him. "...Something wrong?"
"What? Oh, no. Just startled. No I don't believe we've met. But I've known you for quite some time."
"Really? Enlighten me." Fred motioned to the closest sofa and the two sat. Roxanne proceeded to explain her history to Fred in one very long run- on sentence.
"So you're to be living with us over holiday?"
"You've got it, Fred." Roxanne began to shake a little; she was yet to change out of her wet clothes.
"Poor thing, you'll catch cold and it'll be my fault. I wouldn't be able to stand the guilt. Please allow me to detain you no longer." He gave her a charming smile as he stood and offered her his hand to help her stand, although standing up from a couch was not a difficult task in the least. She smiled back at him, a little less dreamily and a little more flirty
"Why thank you for your consideration, dear Frederick. I bid you goodnight." Fred exited to his dormitory and Roxanne was about to do the same when a stern voice called her from across the room,
"Ms. Potter. Come here please." Roxanne pivoted to the right, toward yet another entrance; this one to Professor McGonagall's office, where her voice was coming from,
"Yes ma'am?" she asked from across the room
"My office please." Roxanne hesitantly walked across the room and entered her Head-of-House's office.
"What is it, ma'am?" Professor McGonagall sat at her desk.
"Just a briefing, Potter. A letter recently arrived for you along with a broomstick which is up in your dormitory." The Professor handed Roxanne a letter across the desk,
"Your schedule will arrive in the morning at breakfast; we tried to put in all of your requests but considering that your arrival was unexpected I cannot guarantee you that you will receive all of your desired classes." She stood up and exited the office, Roxanne followed after as the Professor began to climb up the stairs,
"A set of the textbooks that you need is in your dormitory along with your trunk and your owl. There is an amount of spending money there as well and your uniforms and house robes. According to the measurements that were sent ahead of time it should all fit.
"Your guardian already signed your permission form to visit Hogsmeade with the other students. And although you have not attended Hogwarts for the past four years you are still required to take the O.W.L.s and so I expect that you have much catching up to do. I'm sure all of the Professors will be willing to giving you a few private lessons if you should so need it.
"If you have a problem, please come to me and I will see what I can arrange." They arrived on the fifth platform and Professor McGonagall stopped talking and Roxanne assumed she was finished,
"Thank you very much Professor. I'll be sure to do my best."
The Professor nodded her head and then walked back down the steps. Roxanne opened the door and spoke to herself,
"Lord that was an earful."
**RR! PLEASE GOD RR!!! Make my day brighter, pleeease