Chapter 5
The three girls hurried along the corridor behind McGonagall, whispering amongst themselves about why Professor Dumbledore had summoned them.
"Maybe he wants to tell you off for your 'interesting' wardrobe, Lahki. He didn't seem too pleased in the Hall." Megna smirked.
"Nahhhh, I don't think so. Why would he ask you guys to come too, then?" she replied, not rising to the taunt.
"So we could savor the rare moments when you actually have to dress like the schoolgirl you are, and not like a lady of, ahem, negotiable virtue." (a.k.a. a whore) Ali retorted. She thought Lahki always looked so uncomfortable the few times she ever wore robes. It just didn't seem to fit her. It was as if the uniforms were covering up her personality, not just her (skimpy) clothes. Her sister was one of those people who liked to always look good, and went to great lengths in order to be assured that she did, though not because she was shallow or anything. Oh no, quite the opposite! It gave her confidence to know she looked high-quality, especially in public. Though you'd never know it as a casual observer, Lahki actually used to be shy! However, ever since she hit puberty her extroverted nature had really come out. Ali laughed softly to herself, thinking about the difference between her shy, sweet, clingy, and soft-spoken sister of five years ago and the sassy, in-your-face kind of girl Lahki was now. No one would ever have connected the two.
Megna poked Ali, startling her out of her thoughts. "Ali, come on! We can't afford to keep the Headmaster waiting, not after his being so kind and all, letting us come here. Hurry up!"
They stepped through a door into a room unmistakably as full of personality as Lahki's wardrobe. Though full of odd objects and random photos, the room nonetheless exuded an aura of warmth and cheerfulness. Bright scarlet and gold seemed to be the color scheme here, if there was one. Ali couldn't remember if Dumbledore had been in Gryffindor or not, but if he had, that would explain it. The pictures on the walls were pretending to be asleep, but were peeking out of the corners of their eyes to critique the new arrivals.
"Come in! Come in!" A hearty voice welcomed them inside."Namaste, Aliana Sessara, Megna Nagini, Lahki Devrani. I hope my accent isn't too painful. Why are you just standing there? You look so uncomfortable! Sit down, girls, please. There is a matter of utmost importance that I need to talk to you about.
heh heh A cliffhanger! Well sorta anyway. Sorry it took so long to update!