"Where to?" The driver asked as I got into the cab. I had arrived in
London; my plane had been delayed and then cancelled. So I took the red eye
flight, the one that takes off around one in the morning. To say I was
exhausted was something else.
I gave him the name of the street and we took off. I knew that it would be about thirty minutes until we got there so I let my thoughts fly. The phone call came back into my head.
An old tried voice sounded over the phone. I didn't recognize it right away, but it didn't take too long to figure out who it was. I simply wondered how he got my number. "Anna you are needed at Hogwarts, teaching." Those words sent a world of fright through my system.
I had given up that life style; I barely even used my wand anymore. How was I suppose to teach a bunch of students when I could barely do a simple levitating spell? The only thing remotely attuned to being a witch was my cell phone which would work in both magical and muggle areas.
"Thank you." I said and handed him the money to pay for the ride. I was standing outside a bookstore, a pub, and a music store. The driver looked at me like I was insane, there was no hotel near here, or at least that is what he thought. I waved him off and then turned to look at the pub.
The sign over head read The Leaky Cauldron. I smiled and walked in to the gloomy, half broken down place. Can you believe that it is famous? I thought to myself. The pub was just as gloomy outside as it was inside.
There was a bartender at the bar so I walked over wondering if he could help me. I noticed I was getting a couple of stares and I looked around the place, a witch pointed to the door. The door that I had opened to get into this place was still standing wide open. I flicked my wrist and it slammed closed. The same witch that had notified me to the door gave a nod of approval as I met her eyes once again.
I once again started my ascend to the bar. Thinking the whole way there I could really use a drink about this time. Everything came to a halting stop when I reached the bar. It could have been my appearance, I was in a pair of jeans that had holes in them at the knees, and a white tank top that showed off my stomach (totally muggle clothing), while everyone else was in the robes.
"What can I do for you, miss?" the man behind the counter asked. He had a toothless grin and was bald. Overall, he was a nice man.
"I need a room, just for the day. One I can crash in. And then I need to get to Hogwarts. Apparently I am the new teacher." I said with a grin, setting my duffle bag on the ground and switching my backpack onto my right shoulder.
"Ah, yes. The headmaster sent notice that you would be stopping by. Apparently he thought you would be here sooner. But not to worry, we have a room available. By the way my name is Tom." He said by the way of a greeting.
"Anna, Anna Lily." I said.
"Nice to meet you," he showed me to my room.
I let Jack out of his place in my backpack and then I crashed onto the bed. Six hours later I awoke and showered and got dressed. It felt good to be clean again. I then went down to the pub. Once more I was greeted with stares but this time I didn't care.
"I need to get to Hogwarts." I said when I approached the bar. I knew I was about two days late, school had already started and I was going to be in trouble.
"You can use the floo network. Floo to the Three Broomsticks." Tom said to me. At least his sentences where short and to the point, I thought wryly as I made my way back to my room.
"Jack, come on back into my bag." I said. He came off the bed tail wagging and I laughed to see one of his ears was wrapped around his head. "You are such a silly dog." I picked him up, cuddling and grabbed my bag and my duffle.
"Thank you for everything." I said when I once again finished talking to Tom.
I then threw down the green powder and I was swished away into the flames of the grate. I was almost ready to get sick, from the swirling, when I felt myself falling. My feet went first and my bags came last. I was hit in the head with my very own duffle. I felt ready to curse someone to one of the dimensions of hell.
"Here deary." A kind voice sounded above me. And it made me laugh, I didn't mean it god, I thought.
"Thank you. I am guessing this is the Three Broomsticks." I said not caring that I was covered in soot.
"You've got that right. What can I do for you?" It was lady that I had been talking to. Apparently she owned the place, I thought as I looked around. Second pub in one day. Good god, what is the world coming too.
"I need directions to Hogwarts." I said and she laughed at me. I didn't think I had told a joke but who knows.
"Just go out those doors take a right and you'll see it." I said thank you and left the pub. I was getting sick and tired of them.
I gave him the name of the street and we took off. I knew that it would be about thirty minutes until we got there so I let my thoughts fly. The phone call came back into my head.
An old tried voice sounded over the phone. I didn't recognize it right away, but it didn't take too long to figure out who it was. I simply wondered how he got my number. "Anna you are needed at Hogwarts, teaching." Those words sent a world of fright through my system.
I had given up that life style; I barely even used my wand anymore. How was I suppose to teach a bunch of students when I could barely do a simple levitating spell? The only thing remotely attuned to being a witch was my cell phone which would work in both magical and muggle areas.
"Thank you." I said and handed him the money to pay for the ride. I was standing outside a bookstore, a pub, and a music store. The driver looked at me like I was insane, there was no hotel near here, or at least that is what he thought. I waved him off and then turned to look at the pub.
The sign over head read The Leaky Cauldron. I smiled and walked in to the gloomy, half broken down place. Can you believe that it is famous? I thought to myself. The pub was just as gloomy outside as it was inside.
There was a bartender at the bar so I walked over wondering if he could help me. I noticed I was getting a couple of stares and I looked around the place, a witch pointed to the door. The door that I had opened to get into this place was still standing wide open. I flicked my wrist and it slammed closed. The same witch that had notified me to the door gave a nod of approval as I met her eyes once again.
I once again started my ascend to the bar. Thinking the whole way there I could really use a drink about this time. Everything came to a halting stop when I reached the bar. It could have been my appearance, I was in a pair of jeans that had holes in them at the knees, and a white tank top that showed off my stomach (totally muggle clothing), while everyone else was in the robes.
"What can I do for you, miss?" the man behind the counter asked. He had a toothless grin and was bald. Overall, he was a nice man.
"I need a room, just for the day. One I can crash in. And then I need to get to Hogwarts. Apparently I am the new teacher." I said with a grin, setting my duffle bag on the ground and switching my backpack onto my right shoulder.
"Ah, yes. The headmaster sent notice that you would be stopping by. Apparently he thought you would be here sooner. But not to worry, we have a room available. By the way my name is Tom." He said by the way of a greeting.
"Anna, Anna Lily." I said.
"Nice to meet you," he showed me to my room.
I let Jack out of his place in my backpack and then I crashed onto the bed. Six hours later I awoke and showered and got dressed. It felt good to be clean again. I then went down to the pub. Once more I was greeted with stares but this time I didn't care.
"I need to get to Hogwarts." I said when I approached the bar. I knew I was about two days late, school had already started and I was going to be in trouble.
"You can use the floo network. Floo to the Three Broomsticks." Tom said to me. At least his sentences where short and to the point, I thought wryly as I made my way back to my room.
"Jack, come on back into my bag." I said. He came off the bed tail wagging and I laughed to see one of his ears was wrapped around his head. "You are such a silly dog." I picked him up, cuddling and grabbed my bag and my duffle.
"Thank you for everything." I said when I once again finished talking to Tom.
I then threw down the green powder and I was swished away into the flames of the grate. I was almost ready to get sick, from the swirling, when I felt myself falling. My feet went first and my bags came last. I was hit in the head with my very own duffle. I felt ready to curse someone to one of the dimensions of hell.
"Here deary." A kind voice sounded above me. And it made me laugh, I didn't mean it god, I thought.
"Thank you. I am guessing this is the Three Broomsticks." I said not caring that I was covered in soot.
"You've got that right. What can I do for you?" It was lady that I had been talking to. Apparently she owned the place, I thought as I looked around. Second pub in one day. Good god, what is the world coming too.
"I need directions to Hogwarts." I said and she laughed at me. I didn't think I had told a joke but who knows.
"Just go out those doors take a right and you'll see it." I said thank you and left the pub. I was getting sick and tired of them.