Chapter 3

"Ewww! Get it out of here!"

"Don't let it come near me!"

"It probably has rabies!"

Ellie woke up to the unpleasant squeals of her dorm-mates. She pushed her body up with her arms and stepped out of bed to see what the fuss was about.

Anyone would have found it a strange sight to see and Ellie had to bite her lip to stifle her laughter. The 3 other girls who inhabited her room were up on one of the beds, huddled together as if trying to protect each other from an angry dragon. And curious Killyjoy was sitting contently in the center of the room, his tail wagging energetically. Ellie was just about to poke fun at the other girls until one of them pulled out a wand from their back pocket and aimed it straight at Killyjoy.

"Don't you hurt him!" Ellie crossed the room swiftly and snatched the wand out of the girl's hand. "What has he done to you?"

The girl gazed into her eyes, terrified.

"Come, Killyjoy." Ellie turned on her heel and sped out of the room.

"They were right, you are wicked!" The girl yelled bravely after her.

Ellie descended the stairs, Killyjoy following behind, and was so overwhelmed by the anger that she almost ran over Ginny.

"What is all of the yelling about?" Ginny asked.

"Nothing." The few people in the common room were staring at Ellie darkly. Ginny seemed to take no notice.

"Come on, let's go eat." Ellie was surprised at this comment. Ginny would allow herself to be seen in public with a wicked girl like her? Wicked, there was that word again. Something about that word stirred something in Ellie's mind.

"Killyjoy looks better." Ginny told Ellie at breakfast, "But I really don't think McGonagall is going to like the idea of a dog at Hogwarts."

"She'll have to get over it. Killyjoy is staying." Ellie looked down and patted the dog at her side.

"Do you want more ham, Killyjoy?" Ginny asked and placed a slice of ham on his plate on the floor, which Killyjoy ate it happily.

"Hey Weasel! Where'd you get the fleabag? Is he a relative of yours?" Ellie knew that voice all too well. She turned around and gazed at him sharply. Draco seemed to remember the incident with the bees because when he spotted her, because he glared right back, "I see you don't have your little friends to protect you today." He sneered.

"Don't assume." Ellie didn't move.

Draco's eyes flickered to the window.

"What? Are you afraid of little bees?" Ellie mocked.

"Ellie, be careful!" Ginny hissed into her ear.

"Are you afraid of a little water?" Draco asked, grinning. Ellie looked at him curiously, both eyebrows raised.

"No, why would I be afraid of water?" Ellie asked, truthfully.

"Let's see." Ellie didn't have time to react as Draco held a glass filled with water over her arm and let a drop hit her arm.

Ellie hissed and drew back in pain, making Ginny jump.

"Stop!" A voice yelled from above the crowd before Draco could pour the whole glass. The Great Hall fell silent. It was Dumbledore and for the first time in her life, those icy blue eyes met hers. He nodded silently at Ellie and without and explanation for his shouts he said, "It is about time to head to your first lesson," and began to walk out of the Great Hall.

Ellie looked down, there was a tiny welt forming where the water had hit her. Without warning she grabbed her books and ran after Professor Dumbledore. What was going on? The bees, the water...If anyone knew how to explain these things, Dumbledore did, Ellie knew that.

Ellie looked around as she entered the main hall; Professor Dumbledore was no where in sight.

"Can I help you Miss Ellie?" Professor McGonagall's voice rang out from the other end of the hall.

"I need to speak to Professor Dumbledore." Ellie panted.

"Professor Dumbledore is a very busy man..."

"I must speak with him!" Ellie interrupted.

McGonagall sighed, "Come with me Ellie." She led her up the stairs and to a giant statue of a bird that loomed ominously above Ellie's head. "Go ahead, he's waiting for you."

Ellie followed the stairs that led up to Dumbledore's office door.

"Come in." A voice commanded Ellie's just before her fist hit the wood.

When Ellie entered, Dumbledore didn't look up from his desk. He sat there, his half-moon glasses pulled exceptionally far down his nose and mumbling to himself.

"You may sit down." He told her without looking up.

"I'd prefer to stand."

He looked up at her and smiled faintly. "What is it you would like to talk to me about Miss B-"

"I'd like to be addressed by my first name." Ellie said sharply.

"Yes."

"Professor, that water...when it touched me today...it...I know it sounds crazy, but...It burned me."

"I know."

"Well then you must know why." Ellie spoke quickly, getting irritated.

"Of the reasons why this has been laid upon you, I am not sure. That is something that I can't explain, but where your allergy to water..."

"Wait, allergy to water? What am I the Wicked Witch of the West? What's it going to do, melt me?" Ellie rolled her eyes.

"There are some things about your past that I can not tell you." Dumbledore sighed.

"If you're talking about my father, I..."

"I'm quite aware that you know about you father." He said calmly, "And the rest you will find out in time."

"I want to know, now, I have waited long enough and I refuse to wait any longer."

"Very well," Dumbledore sighed, walking to his desk and pulling out a pocket-watch on a gold chain. "Here you are." He said after adjusting the time and handing the watch to Ellie, "You may adjust the time accordingly later. Be safe." He placed his hand on her shoulder and Ellie flinched from his touch, then she blinked and when she opened her eyes again, she was in a different place entirely.

She gazed down to her feet to find that she was standing on a road of yellow brick.

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