"Come on Zoey, we have to get you unpacked." Miss Hardbroom finally broke
the silence.
"But....what's going on." Zoey sputtered out still eyeing Severus.
"Now isn't the time", Constance said glaring at Severus. She pushed Zoey toward Minerva, who had followed Zoey out of Dumbledore's office. Minerva took her hand and led her towards Gryffindor tower. Constance sent a meaningful glare at Severus and too upset to talk, walked off toward her room.
"Hermione, this is Zoey, she is going to be starting school tomorrow, perhaps you could show her the ropes." Said Professor McGonagall.
"Of course Professor, it would be no trouble at all."
Professor McGonagall nodded, then with a final comforting smile at Zoey, turned around and went up to bed.
"Well this is the Gryffindor main room, quite nice for studying if I do say so myself, and up this way is the dormitory," Hermione said walking up the winding staircase into the girl's room, "And here is where you can sleep. You're probably really tired, if you want I can help you get unpacked."
"Oh, that's okay, I'm more nervous than tired." Zoey stuttered. "So how do you like Hogwarts?"
"Oh I love it. The teachers are great, the library is has tons of books, and it's pretty fun." I'm head girl and so I know a lot about the school. I could show you around tomorrow. You can meet my friends Harry and Ron."
"That sounds fine, this school sounds a lot friendlier than I pictured it to be."
"Well it is, except for the Slytherins like Malfoy. They think that they rule the school because they are purebloods. Everyone knows that the Slytherin house has produced more dark wizards than any house. Other than those few, Hogwarts is pretty well rounded. Dumbledore believes anyone has the right to a wizard's education, even muggles like me."
"Wow, you're a muggle! My good friend Mildred was a muggle. That's cool, Dumbledore sounds like a good guy."
"Yeah he is and so are most of the teachers to. They are pretty open minded too. Awwwhhhh," Hermione yawns, "Well I guess I'm tired! I'll finish telling you all about Hogwarts tomorrow."
The two girls drifted off to sleep dreaming about the busy day ahead of them. In another corner of the school, Constance lied in bed too disturbed to sleep. He was here after all, everything she had believed for the past 16 years had been a lie. She was angry, yet secretly she was happier than she had been since she had found Zoey. Severus...at Hogwarts.
The morning dawned bright but cold on that January morning. All of the students got out of their beds and proceeded to the Great Hall for breakfast. It was there that Hermione introduced Harry and Ron to Zoey.
"It's nice to meet you guys."
"Yeah, same here" echoed the boys.
"Hey," said Hermione, "it looks like we all have the same schedule. Transfiguration first, followed by defense against the dark arts, potions, herbology, care of magical creatures, then......."
"One thing you should have noticed about Hermione right away is that she's not at all interested in school," said Ron sarcastically. They all laughed.
"Well Potter, it looks like you have another addition to your fan club," sneered Draco coming up from behind them.
"Oh shut up Malfoy, at least she can think for herself, unlike those two vegetables following you around." Harry sputtered.
"Hmmph!" Malfoy walked away.
"That," Hermione said quite seriously, "is Malfoy."
The four watched him walk away, each with a renewed hatred. Zoey didn't even know him, but she felt a burning desire to smack him in the face.
Transfiguration was actually interesting to Zoey. The material was new to her, but she enjoyed learning a different style of magic than Cackle's. She had never tried to turn a bird into a hat before. And Professor McGonagall was a great teacher, in fact she reminded her of her mother.
"Oh yeah I forgot," Hermione exclaimed as they left transfiguration, "we have a new teacher today. Finally, no more of Snape trying to pretend he's a good teacher."
"Class, please sit down promptly, my name is Professor Hardbroom" Miss Hardbroom exclaimed, "As I see it you have covered an extensive amount of material this year, some of it completely irrelevant, but for 6th years you have some catching up to do."
"Well Professor," spoke up Hermione, "we have had a new Professor every year."
"Well I hope to be around for a while, but for right now we have some catching up to do."
And class began. Zoey was glad to find that, just like at Cackles, her mother didn't give her any special treatment. She loved her mother, but the fact that she was a teacher also provoked teasing. She wanted to stay after to talk to her about last night, but Neville had gone up to the desk because he was confused, so Zoey decided to wait until later.
And anyways, potions was next. That was her best subject, at least at Cackle's it was.
"Quiet down and open your textbooks to the palmroot infusion mixture on page 51," growled Professor Snape.
"That's Snape, the horrible teacher, he's the same man I saw last night," Zoey thought to herself, "what does he have to do with my mother?"
Well it didn't matter what connection he had with her mother because he flashed her a nasty grin, made some comment about a new screw up gryffindor and proceeded to write down formulas on the bored.
"That," Zoey exclaimed at dinner, "was the toughest day ever." Forget that I have some catching up to do, and that I've learned different magic for 3 years, there's so much work to do!"
"Tell me about it, hermione said, "want to come to the library with me?"
"Sure." The two headed up to the library where the two put their noses in their books for at least 4 hours.
In Dumbledore's office a different learning process was occurring. Dumbledore felt that he shouldn't waste time and called Severus and Constance to his office right after dinner to discuss some matters that were long overdue.
"But....what's going on." Zoey sputtered out still eyeing Severus.
"Now isn't the time", Constance said glaring at Severus. She pushed Zoey toward Minerva, who had followed Zoey out of Dumbledore's office. Minerva took her hand and led her towards Gryffindor tower. Constance sent a meaningful glare at Severus and too upset to talk, walked off toward her room.
"Hermione, this is Zoey, she is going to be starting school tomorrow, perhaps you could show her the ropes." Said Professor McGonagall.
"Of course Professor, it would be no trouble at all."
Professor McGonagall nodded, then with a final comforting smile at Zoey, turned around and went up to bed.
"Well this is the Gryffindor main room, quite nice for studying if I do say so myself, and up this way is the dormitory," Hermione said walking up the winding staircase into the girl's room, "And here is where you can sleep. You're probably really tired, if you want I can help you get unpacked."
"Oh, that's okay, I'm more nervous than tired." Zoey stuttered. "So how do you like Hogwarts?"
"Oh I love it. The teachers are great, the library is has tons of books, and it's pretty fun." I'm head girl and so I know a lot about the school. I could show you around tomorrow. You can meet my friends Harry and Ron."
"That sounds fine, this school sounds a lot friendlier than I pictured it to be."
"Well it is, except for the Slytherins like Malfoy. They think that they rule the school because they are purebloods. Everyone knows that the Slytherin house has produced more dark wizards than any house. Other than those few, Hogwarts is pretty well rounded. Dumbledore believes anyone has the right to a wizard's education, even muggles like me."
"Wow, you're a muggle! My good friend Mildred was a muggle. That's cool, Dumbledore sounds like a good guy."
"Yeah he is and so are most of the teachers to. They are pretty open minded too. Awwwhhhh," Hermione yawns, "Well I guess I'm tired! I'll finish telling you all about Hogwarts tomorrow."
The two girls drifted off to sleep dreaming about the busy day ahead of them. In another corner of the school, Constance lied in bed too disturbed to sleep. He was here after all, everything she had believed for the past 16 years had been a lie. She was angry, yet secretly she was happier than she had been since she had found Zoey. Severus...at Hogwarts.
The morning dawned bright but cold on that January morning. All of the students got out of their beds and proceeded to the Great Hall for breakfast. It was there that Hermione introduced Harry and Ron to Zoey.
"It's nice to meet you guys."
"Yeah, same here" echoed the boys.
"Hey," said Hermione, "it looks like we all have the same schedule. Transfiguration first, followed by defense against the dark arts, potions, herbology, care of magical creatures, then......."
"One thing you should have noticed about Hermione right away is that she's not at all interested in school," said Ron sarcastically. They all laughed.
"Well Potter, it looks like you have another addition to your fan club," sneered Draco coming up from behind them.
"Oh shut up Malfoy, at least she can think for herself, unlike those two vegetables following you around." Harry sputtered.
"Hmmph!" Malfoy walked away.
"That," Hermione said quite seriously, "is Malfoy."
The four watched him walk away, each with a renewed hatred. Zoey didn't even know him, but she felt a burning desire to smack him in the face.
Transfiguration was actually interesting to Zoey. The material was new to her, but she enjoyed learning a different style of magic than Cackle's. She had never tried to turn a bird into a hat before. And Professor McGonagall was a great teacher, in fact she reminded her of her mother.
"Oh yeah I forgot," Hermione exclaimed as they left transfiguration, "we have a new teacher today. Finally, no more of Snape trying to pretend he's a good teacher."
"Class, please sit down promptly, my name is Professor Hardbroom" Miss Hardbroom exclaimed, "As I see it you have covered an extensive amount of material this year, some of it completely irrelevant, but for 6th years you have some catching up to do."
"Well Professor," spoke up Hermione, "we have had a new Professor every year."
"Well I hope to be around for a while, but for right now we have some catching up to do."
And class began. Zoey was glad to find that, just like at Cackles, her mother didn't give her any special treatment. She loved her mother, but the fact that she was a teacher also provoked teasing. She wanted to stay after to talk to her about last night, but Neville had gone up to the desk because he was confused, so Zoey decided to wait until later.
And anyways, potions was next. That was her best subject, at least at Cackle's it was.
"Quiet down and open your textbooks to the palmroot infusion mixture on page 51," growled Professor Snape.
"That's Snape, the horrible teacher, he's the same man I saw last night," Zoey thought to herself, "what does he have to do with my mother?"
Well it didn't matter what connection he had with her mother because he flashed her a nasty grin, made some comment about a new screw up gryffindor and proceeded to write down formulas on the bored.
"That," Zoey exclaimed at dinner, "was the toughest day ever." Forget that I have some catching up to do, and that I've learned different magic for 3 years, there's so much work to do!"
"Tell me about it, hermione said, "want to come to the library with me?"
"Sure." The two headed up to the library where the two put their noses in their books for at least 4 hours.
In Dumbledore's office a different learning process was occurring. Dumbledore felt that he shouldn't waste time and called Severus and Constance to his office right after dinner to discuss some matters that were long overdue.