I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters, places, spells, etc, I only own Liza McGill, and some other random characters who are mentioned throughout whom you do not recognize.
CHAPTER 1
Two years had passed since the second war, also since Harry, Ron and Hermione had graduated. Harry and Ron were both well on their way to becoming Auroras, while Hermione was doing an internship with Professor McGonagall, student teaching as many classes as possible. Along with these new changes to Hogwarts, Liza pronounced Lieza McGill had joined the staff to do subbing in all classes, and help around the school with whatever needed. Liza was in her late-thirties, with just past the shoulder chocolate brown hair and coco eyes. Even though she was reaching her forties, you could easily mistake her for early thirties.
The opening feast was just about to begin, Dumbledore stood at the front of the hall, waiting for a brief second as the hall silenced.
"Welcome back to another fabulous year. You may see a few new faces among our staff, they include Professor Granger, who will be helping out in the Transfiguration department. As well as Professor McGill, who will be helping out all around the school, and taking over classes when needed. As of this point, I will also say, that as the result of requests from students, we will be having an opening to the year ball, as well as Christmas, and an end of year ball. All years are invited to attend, and muggle dress wear is accepted. Now, tuck in." With that, the Headmaster sat as the golden platters and pitchers filled with food and drink.
Chit-chat filled the hall as students began to eat, catching up on how their summers went and such. Up at the staff table, Professor McGonagall and Professor McGill were talking quickly as they ate.
"How have you been? It's been such a long time." Liza asked, taking a sip of pumpkin juice.
"I've been well. Teaching has never been too tiring or too much work. The worst year was by far the year Dolores was here, and now, with Miss Granger's help, things are flowing a lot smoothly."
"I can believe that. Dolores was such a pain whenever I was around her, and I barely knew her, nor did I have to work with her for a year."
"Or get four stunning spells to the chest."
"Ah yes, thats never good." The two women ate in silence for the next few minutes.
"So . . . " Minerva began, "What do you think about all these balls this year?"
"I think it's a marvelous idea! Students will mingle more, the houses seem to be so tight between themselves, and have no communication with others. Things have changed, it would be nice if they changed back. I liked it the way they were when I was here."
"Ah yes, I do recall those times." Minerva looked over at her co-worker, "You did quite a bit of mingling between houses, didn't you? Dating from one extreme to the other."
"Oh . . . " Liza replied rather quietly, drawing in her potatoes with her fork, "Yes, Gryiffindor to Slytherin, with myself in Ravenclaw."
"Yes, I'd have to say that Black and Severus were by far on opposite ends of the chain."
