Outside the Great Hall, amongst the throng of kids leaving stood a tiny witch with spectacle perched on her crooked nose. Her hair was white and frizzy. The scowl fixed on her face was not unlike that of Severus Snape's. However when Camilla approached her, Madam Pince's face lit up in a smile. It might be fun to work in the library.
"Come this way, dearie." Madam Pince said as she led her down the hall a short way and into the library. Camilla was amazed at the amount of books lining the shelf. There were paintings of the past Hogwarts librarians somberly lining what little wall space that wasn't covered by books. They glared out at anything that dared make a noise, mainly her. Madam Pince led her to a door tucked in a corner of the library. "This is the door to your office. Oh, how nice. There is a name plate with your name on it and everything. If you need anything, I'll be up at that desk there." Madam Pince pointed at a tall mahogany desk.
Camilla nodded as the witch waddled off to glare at some entering students. She opened her office door and looked inside. There was a desk with a chair and then two big chairs in front of it. There was also a table with a big plant on it. When she walked in, the plant moved so that most of the viney leaves were facing her.
"Hello. What's your name?" Camilla asked uncertainly dodging around the plant and to the other side of the desk. The vines all moved and pointed to a card on the desk.
Dear Camilla,
We all wanted you to have something to talk to if times got hard. He is capable of listening and answering in affirmative or negative ways. Name him as you please.
The Hogwarts Staff
"Hmm… I'll name you…" Camilla paused and thought (as the author ran off to find a name). "Dougal. I'll name you Dougal. Not quite a suitable name for a plant, but perhaps I can think of another..." she was interrupted by a frantic shaking of the leaves. She laughed as she replied. "Alright, Dougal it is." She went over and held out her hand as if to shake the plants hand. She stood there for a minute feeling kinda silly, when the vine came and attached to her arm. Her arm was shaken violently up and down and then released. Camilla rubbed her arm then gave a shaky laugh. 'Guess that means we're friends then.' She thought as she walked over to her desk. She spent the morning in her office, asleep on the desk.
A/N: Short...I know. The next part will be longer, but I couldn't put the next part on this chapter….you understand? Oh, well. : ) enjoy and wait patiently…the next part will come between homework assignments.
