Chapter 3! Let's gooo!

My past has tasted bitter, for years now.

So I wield an iron fist.

Grace is just weakness.

Or so I've been told.

I've been cold, I've been merciless.

But the blood on my hands scares me to death.

Maybe I'm waking up, today.

I'll be good, I'll be good.

And I'll love the world like I should.

I'll be good, I'll be good.

For all of the times that I never could...

"Right, I want you to grab my arm and try to skip ten minutes ahead. It's currently 10:04 It probably won't work, but at least we are ruling options out." Severus postulated as they re-entered the main room. She did as he had said, closed her eyes, and thought of appearing in this room again but at 10:14. A white mist started to surround them and Severus had to close his eyes when it got too bright. After a couple of minutes the mist died down and they both opened their eyes. Nothing had changed so Severus checked the time with a muttered Tempus. It showed the time 12:42 still. Obviously that mist hadn't worked.

"Right, well that was anticlimactic. Maybe you needed the fear and adrenaline from the car crash to fuel it as well?" Severus was just guessing here, but unfortunately there wasn't any books you could read on time travel because the only time turners were kept in the Department of Mysteries. And they probably wouldn't be any help because they only dealt with several hours of time travel and not almost four decades.

"Yeah, I guess so? Something like the car crash might have caused my accidental magic to flare up. But why didn't I get it as a young child? I should have incidents I can't explain. I've never floated things when angry or turned someone's hair blue, so why did it act out now?" She could remember when she had desperately went through her memories as a teenager, looking for anything that might seem weird. But there was nothing.

They both sat down on the small sofa in Severus' rooms and continued their conversation. " It's common in dark aligned pureblood families to block any remaining magic in the squibs before sending them but that doesn't explain why you don't have it. Hold on, I'm going to do a full medical scan on you. It should let us know if you had a magical block cast on you." He hovered his wand over Holly and muttered something she couldn't hear. A blue light levitated over her, moving down her body. When it reached her toes it disappeared and paper shot out of Severus' wand. He grabbed it expertly out of the air and looked it over.

"Well, it seems you did have a block. It was cast on you at 3 years of age and was only recently broken, a bit still remains. I'll take that out, but it'll need to be the weekend when I do. It takes a lot out of someone to remove a spell so powerful. Only very powerful wizards can cast something like that." Now all they had to figure out was who cast it. There were only a few hundred wizards who could cast it. And maybe 10 or so of them lived in the UK. The Dark Lord would probably be the most likely, as Holly had said that he won the second war. But why would he block her magic and not just kill her?

"Dumbledore. It must've been him. He's got Horcruxes, so he could have come back to life after yo- errr, never mind, spoilers. He could have used his portrait in the headmasters office to find out that I was magical. Or could have had someone in the ministry... Doge! I bet it was Doge that helped him!" She felt she was really getting somewhere now. Honestly she wasn't surprised Dumbles was so so evil. She had never liked his whole 'I'm your headmaster but also apparently your grandfather and I care a lot about you Harry' act. How could he have not noticed Voldemort literally possessing one of his teachers? And it was obviously a basilisk that was attacking the muggleborn students! And how could he have not found the chamber, even if he wasn't a parslemouth, he could have found the entrance instead of leaving two twelve year olds and a stupid professor to do it! There was just to many inconsistencies in his story.

"But I thought you said the Dark Lord won the war? How would still have a portrait? And the Dark Lord would have destroyed any way to find muggleborns so he could just leave them to destroy the muggle world with their wild magic. So Albus couldn't have used it!"

"Umm... well, I'm a Slytherin and I was worried you would kick me out if you didn't have a reason for me to stay. So I might have told a little lie. But I can still save lives! I'm still useful!" She didn't want to be thrown out! She'd finally gotten to her true home. She couldn't leave it now! She'd rather die. This was where she belonged. She didn't even want to go back to Ashley and Chelsea, not because she didn't love them, but because this was where she would thrive. This was where she was supposed to be. She could feel it.

Severus was upset about the lie but it was her insistence that she was still useful that caught his attention. "Woah, calm down Heather, I won't throw you out. Why would I do that? It's not like I could anyway. You are a witch, you have a right to an education. I am disappointed that you felt it prudent to lie to me. And don't make a habit about it, the next time you lie I will be more upset. But it will take a lot more than a small lie to make me throw you out or stop talking to you. And, call me biased, but I can't exactly penalise you for saving yourself when I have done that many a time myself."

"I'm really sorry. So Harry did actually defeat snake face but he did it by luck, he didn't plan the way it worked out, he just figured it out before Voldy did. Basically, the Deathly Hallows exist, and Voldy had the Elder Wand which he stole from Dumbles' grave. He assumed it didn't work for him because someone else killed him. So he killed the person who killed Dumbles. But the wand doesn't work like that, it changes master based on who disarmed the last master. Draco disarmed Dumbles, and Harry accidentally disarmed Draco when he got taken to Malfoy Manor and so he was the master. So when Voldy tried to do Harry in, he got blasted in the face instead." And breath. That was a long explanation.

"That is quite an extensive tale. I think I understand what you where trying to say, but one detail is missing, who did kill Dumbledore?" Maybe it was Bellatrix, she was always trying to prove herself to the Dark Lord. Or one of the other inner circle, maybe one of the Carrows?

"Severus... I don't think you want to know." She didn't want to be the one to tell him that he was the one to do the deed. Even if Dumbledore wasn't the grandfatherly figure he portrayed, Severus probably still cared about him in some sense. She still cared about her parents and they didn't truly give two hoots about her. She didn't want to put him through that again if she could help it. But it was his decision after all.

"It was me wasn't it." It was easy to put together with all of the facts. She was hesitant to tell him, so it had to be someone who did care about Dumbledore but everyone thought they were on the dark side. He was the only one that fit the bill. And any doubt disappeared when she blanched and started to explain hurriedly.

"It's not like that, you and Dumbledore set it up. He was dying anyway from one of Voldys horcruxes, the ring. So he told you to kill him so you'd be Voldys favourite. And then you could work from the inside,"She had to tell him, she was the only one who knew the future. She couldn't keep something so big from him, no matter how much she wanted to. "I'm sorry."

"What are you sorry for? You didn't make me kill him." Severus didn't know what to think. He obviously didn't want to do it, but he did do it in the end. Murder can never be justified. Not ever.

"No, but you went through a lot. Alone. And, trust me, I know how much it hurts to be truly alone. I wouldn't wish anyone that. Especially not you." Hadn't Severus been through enough? He'd only had Lily and to an extent his mother. He didn't deserve the weight of spying. But he believed he did, and she was going to change that even if it killed her.

"Well, I appreciate the concern. I've got classes again now, you can amuse yourself without breaking anything I assume?" He had to teach the 4th year Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors now. Great, the ones who were most likely to be dunderheads and blow up their cauldrons. Why did he take this job again?

"Yeah, I got my phone. I'll be fine. Have fun teaching the children!" She called to him as he made his exit. She pulled out her phone and listened to music for a bit. She'd also brought her IPad mini in her bag so she could draw on the random apps she'd gotten. After a couple of hours she started to get bored so she decided to walk around Hogwarts and admire her new home. It wasn't really new, Hogwarts had always been home for her.

She grabbed her ear pods and made her way out the door. As she made her way out of the dungeons 'Home II' by Dotan started playing so she sang along. It was fitting after all.

Broken stones, broken lightning

This house of doubt is all we know

Chasing down the sliver linings

Of wounded minds and wounded souls

Oh, oh, oh

We are coming home, we are coming home

Oh, oh, oh

We are coming home, we are coming ho-

"Excuse me, who are you?" Came a thick Scottish accent from in front of her. She looked up to see a tall lady in Royal Blue robes and a tall, pointed hat. Professor McGonagall!! This was so surreal! She paused her music to reply.

"Oh, hello, I'm Heather Ortiz. I'm Severus' friend. And you are?" She asked as innocently as she could, better to fain ignorance. She didn't know who to trust yet, after all.

"Professor Minerva McGonagall. Severus actually has classes to teach right now so he's quite busy. Would you like me to guide you to the main doors?" Ah, obviously she thought Holly was just some rando wandering the halls singing to herself. I mean, that's exactly what she was. She wasn't offended. She would have asked the same thing had their positions been reversed.

"No, no. I'm actually going to be studying here. I won't be joining the first years as I'm too old, but I'll be taking some classes. Probably the same ones, actually." She wasn't going to trust Minnie straight out the gate, she could be Dumbledores lackey after all. She wasn going to count her chickens before they've hatched.

"You're going to be a student? Didn't you go to any other school? Durmstrang? Beauxbatons? Ilvermorny? Any other schools?" Minnie looked to be baffled by this so Holly shook her head and gave a fake explanation.

"My parents lived in the middle of nowhere, there were no schools that were close enough to us. Not that they'd let me go anyway, they aren't the most likeable of people. They wouldn't have let me go even if I could have, just because it was something they could deny me. They never bothered with my education. They just left me to do it myself." That was partly true, they had never bothered with her education. Not after they'd taken her out of year 9. She'd had to learn what she wanted by herself. That's why she now had GCSE's in random subjects. She'd taken Astronomy, Psychology, a little Maths, enough basic English to get by, English Literature, Human Biology, Business Studies, Sociology and Travel and Tourism because that was what had interested her at 16.

"Ah, well I suppose I shall have to set that up. I'm the Deputy Headmistress so I have some authority here. I would ask Albus to help but he's got enough paperwork as it is. Follow me Miss, we'll get this sorted." She swiftly turned around and strode back the way she had came. Holly followed her up several flights of stairs and down long corridors until she entered one of the rooms on the right. When Holly followed her in she saw what presumably was the Transfiguration classroom, she then entered a room situated at the front of the room, left of the teachers desk, and sat down in the available chair.

"Right, lets get this sorted then. What's your full name and how old are you?" Minerva questioned as she pulled out a sheet of parchment and a quill.

"Heather Capella Ortiz and I'm 18 years old as of a couple days ago." Holly replied, she would have said the year she was born but she didn't think 2002 would go down well.

"Ah, so you were born in 1973 then. Alright, what are your parents names?" Hold on. 1973? But that would mean she was 8 not 18. What?

"I'm sorry, 1973? I'm 18. Wouldn't that mean I was born in 1963? It's 1981 not 1991!" Oh yay, another mystery to solve. Great. She was kinda getting sick of the weird things they had to find answers too.

"What are you on about, girl? It's currently the 1st of November. Have you had an accident of some sort?" And now Minnie thought she was insane. Awesome, this day just kept getting better!

"Look, I'm just going to have to trust you right now. But first you need to swear an oath to not tell Dumbledore. You can't ask questions yet, just please swear the oath." Alright, big risk time. Hopefully Severus wouldn't kill her when he find out. Minerva swore the oath and Holly proceeded to fill her in on the events that had taken place the past couple days. Except what happened Dumbledore, that would have been problematic to explain to someone so close. It needed extensive planning and Severus here to help, he knew Minerva the best and knew had to approach the conversation.

"Well, if what you say is true. It seems the time travel did work, but instead of ten minutes it took you forward ten years. We'll have to go and see Severus, if he looks ten years younger than he should then people will eventually notice. He went from 21 to 31 and that's not a seamless change. Come one, let's go." Minerva stood up from her desk and they moved back down to the dungeons. They walked past where Holly knew the entrance to Severus' rooms lay and entered the door a little further down and on the left.

"Severus, I need you for something, it's urgent." Minerva said in a clipped tone. Holly could see the young teens sat on wooden stools, that looked remarkably like the ones she used to sit on for Technology in high school, around bubbling cauldrons of various colours and sizes. The potions inside were similarly varying in colour. Some looked on the verge of exploding and some looked like molten lava. Safe to say that Holly was a tad worried by being within ten feet of any of those potions.

"Of course. Class. Finish up your Weedosoros potions, vial them and place them on my desk. Named. I still get ones without names on, are you so incompetent that you don't even know how to spell you own names! And no funny business whilst I'm gone, otherwise I'll give you detention for the rest of the year. After that you shall clean up your work stations and then you may leave." Severus beckoned them into his office which was also behind his desk in the classroom. They sat down and Severus cast a silencing charm. He then turned to Holly.

"Heather, I thought I told you to stay in my rooms?" Did he? Holly didn't think he did. She couldn't remember him saying that anyway. But it was best not to annoy the black mamba that Severus was so she'd go along with it.

"Yes well, I got bored so I decided to stroll around the castle. I was going to try and find the room of requirement. But I ran into Professor McGonagall and I told her what was going on. But don't worry, I'm not that stupid as to blindly trust someone, I mad her take her oath." Honestly, it was like she was going to have to prove how Slytherin she was, well fine, challenge accepted.

"Right, well it can't be retracted now so I'm just going to have to clean up your mess," He sneered at her but she could tell it wasn't really meant. "Luckily for you, Minerva can be trusted. Just don't shout it from the rooftops that your from the future and we'll be fine. So what did you want me for? "

Holly looked at Minerva but she seemed to be staring at Severus, scrutinizing his features. Ah, she was checking to see if it was noticeable he was 10 years younger. Or if he even was, she didn't feel like, she was 28. And that would be a bummer if she'd lost 10 years of her life. Though she was a witch now so she'd live longer, that was good. That might be why Severus didn't look as different as she'd expected, because features aged slower because of the magic!

"Well, you don't look much different than you did yesterday, but that means you don't remember any of the last ten years! I'm going have to fill you in." Minerva said, irritated.

"What do you mean'10 years'? Minerva, it's 1981." Oh, right that hadn't told Severus that part. Whoops.

"So it turns out the time travel we tried earlier did work, but instead of 10 minutes we went forward ten years,"She wasn't worried he'd be mad, alright maybe a little. But mostly she was worried about what they'd do now. " So it's actually 1991. But that means Harry has started Hogwarts! What is he like? Is he as sweet and innocent as he is in the books?" She turned to Minerva with these ending statements. She'd forgotten that Harry would have joined this September, and Hermione. And Ron, though Ron was her least favourite of the trio. She was so excited to see them!

"Well, now that I've finished the paper work. And it's almost time for Dinner, you can get sorted now and meet them yourself. If you'd like, that is." Minerva offered her.

"Really! Oh this sounds great. One problem. Will I sit at the house table?" She did want to be able to sit with the other Slytherins. But not all the time. They were 11 after all.

"I think I shall ask for a seat to placed next to Severus, for you to sit at. You may make your decision as to where you will sit. I shall take me leave now, I will need to get a chair and the sorting hat from Albus an explain to him your situation." That sounded great, she could have intellectual conversations with Severus or get to know Draco and Harry and maybe get them to be friends? She was going to change all the ignorance and blind following of things.

"Thank you," Holly called as Minerva disappeared round the doorframe."So, as you can tell I didn't tell her about what happened with Dumbledore. I'm a bit annoyed that he's going to be my headmaster but I can't do anything about that yet. Just be aware that you will have a new Slytherin after today." She was confident she'd be in Slytherin. It couldn't possibly place her anywhere else. She would take it as a grave insult if she wasn't in Slytherin. Not that she disliked the other houses, but she was proud to be a student of silver an green. Even if Slytherins were so hated by everyone else. She'd show Harry. Slytherins can be good!

"You are very certain about your placement. What if the hat placed you in Hufflepuff?" He asked her teasingly.

"It wouldn't dare." She sent him a look. If it did she would be so mad. She would probably sit at the Slytherin table 24/7 just to spite it. Severus snorted quietly at that statement.

"Right, we should head down now, so we're not late. You'll be sorted then you sit at you preferred spot an eat." He stood up and they both re-entered the classroom. The students were all gone. The work stations where pretty much spotless. They made their way towards the main hall. The entrance hall was filled with late comers for dinner. They entered the Great Hall and immediately Holly felt weak at the knees. She could see the enchanted ceiling and the floating torches. She could see the hundreds of students. And could only think one thing, I'm home.

She walked through the four tables and could see the stool, slightly bigger than she thought but that was probably because she was sitting on it and not an eleven year old. She could hear Minerva introducing her to the students and staff. She heard her name and saw Minerva look over at her and she took that as her key too sit down on the stool. She sat down and could feel the hundreds of eyes upon her. A surprisingly light weight was placed on her head.

Ahh, hello there. Very interesting. Time travel.

Oh, shit. It could see her thoughts and stuff. What if it told Dumbledore?

Don't worry youngling. I'm loyal to Hogwarts, not it's Headmaster.

Well, that was good. Crisis averted then. Slytherin please.

Slytherin huh? Most people ask me to not put them in Slytherin. Like a certain student I sorted just over two months ago.

Harry. Of course. I'll try and convince him that Slytherin isn't so bad. Hopefully I'll be able to get him a re-sorting or something.

Yes, a re-sorting of Harry Potter would be appreciated. But right now I'm sorting you. Gryffindor is completely out of the question. You are brave and courageous but not so much that you can be reckless.

Hufflepuff is also a no. You are hard working and extremely compassionate to other people, but you take pleasure in hurting other people as you have been hurt, or other people you hold dear have been. Revenge is important to you.

Ravenclaw would be a good option. But you don't actively seek all knowledge. Only that of which interests you or can better you.

Although Slytherin is not a true match either. While you are cunning and ambitious. Your self preservation could use some help. You spent 18 years in a house you knew you didn't belong in but couldn't find it in yourself to move away. Even if it saved your life. Because it would break your family's hearts.

So really, you are all of the houses in one. You cannot really be placed in one. These types of people are rare, but not impossible. The last one was Merlin, I believe.

But I thought Merlin was a Slytherin?

He was, but he chose that house. He had courage and bravery in spades. He was fair and witty, and he was also sly. You may choose a house or you can become the 'Heiress of Hogwarts'.

What's this Heiress of Hogwarts thing? What exactly does it entail?

You would have the same, if not more authority, than the Headmaster. Because Hogwarts has chosen you herself. You would have your own rooms, on the third floor. You would also be allowed entrance to the Chamber of Relics, the Chamber of Secrets, the Chamber of Time and the Chamber of Space. For each Ravenclaw, Slytherin, Hufflepuff and Gryffindor left for the Heirs/Heiresses of Hogwarts. You would also gain control of the Hogwarts Gringotts account.

Omg. That sounds amazing! Yes please! I want that one!

A loud gong sounded from somewhere, Holly couldn't tell, it sounded like it was coming from everywhere. The four house ghosts floated towards her at the sound and started chanting something. From each of them came a mist of the corresponding colour to their house. Dumbledore had stood up and demanded of know what was happening. But everyone was too transfixed by the swirls of light that danced around Holly to answer him. Suddenly the mist disappeared into her heart and the hat shouted out:

"A new Heiress of Hogwarts has been chosen. You will treat her like the royalty she is."

The ghosts bowed to her and then suddenly a new table appeared. One in the middle of the four house tables. A smaller one, with about 8 chairs. The Bloody Baron spoke to her.

"Heiress, you may chose any 7 students or staff members to sit with you during meal times. It is up to you to decide whom zounds wish to grant this offer."

"Of course, thank you Baron. Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley. I invite you to come and sit with me. I'd also like to invite Draco Malfoy, Blaise Zabini, Theodore Nott and Daphne Greengrass to sit with me for this one meal." The students she had mentioned stood up and seated themselves at the table. As there was four seats on either side, predictably, the Gryffindors had sat on the left and the Slytherins on the right. Which left her a place next to Hermione. She stood up, handed the sorting hat back to a stunned Minerva, and sat down graciously.

"Excuse me, but what exactly has just gone on in my school?" Dumbledore asked to no one in particular. Nicholas, the Gryffindor house ghost, answered him.

"Hogwarts has claimed this young lady for her own elite house. You cannot change her decision an you may not contest any of our Heiresses orders for the running of the school. She has equal, if not more, power over Hogwarts as you do." Nicholas explained for the rest of school. He then floated over to Holly, bowed to her once more, and left towards the Gryffindor table.

The entire Hall was silenced. No one was making a sound. Until, seemingly all at once, whispers broke out and quickly turned into loud chatter. Holly turned to her guests and asked them what they would lie to eat. She called a house elf and had them get their food. Once their food was served, she started a conversation with Harry.

"Harry, right," He nodded cautiously. He probably didn't know what to think of this." I'm Heather, but you can call me Holly. I'm going to be taking the same classes as you and your friends." Harry, understandably, was extremely confused by this announcement.

"But aren't you a little old?" He asked bluntly. Ah, little Harry, so naive.

"Well, yes, but my parents weren't the nicest of people, and had we been close enough, or had I gotten accepted into Hogwarts, my parents probably still wouldn't have let me come here. They'd play it off like they were doing me a favour, but they weren't."

"Oh, I'm sorry. My Aunt and Uncle weren't very nice either." Harry said, morosely.

"Oh, I know sweetie. I guess you could call me a Seer. I've Seen some of your life, but I've Seen several different versions of it so I don't know exactly what has happened, but I can make some educated guesses. Which is why I shall try to get you out of there as soon as possible." She looked at him and realised that he didn't look exactly like James. If fact, he didn't look anything like James. She vaguely recognised some of his features, but she couldn't place them. He had longer hair, it reached his shoulders. He also didn't have glasses like she'd thought, but some things were sure to be different. But she still wanted him to do a parentage potion, just in case there were some nasty surprises.

She then turned to Draco who was sitting opposite her and asked, " Draco, I was wondering what you thought of the new defence teacher?"

"Quirrell? He's ridiculous, a joke of a teacher. He doesn't teach us anything he just stutters and we can hardly even tell what he's saying!" Draco argued vehemently.

"I know right, I swear he doesn't even say anything about defence. I tried using a auto-answer quill and piecing what he's saying together but it didn't make any sense. He just went on about a pet he had when he was seven! " Hermione burst in.

"Why is he even a teacher in the first place?" Ron asked.

"Farther said Dumbledore has the last say an he always does extensive background research before appointing them." Draco replied cordially.

"Dumbledore does have a history of appointing less than decent Defence teachers" Daphne added.

"And if what I've Seen is anything to go by, he continues that streak." Holly said with a roll of her eyes.

"Why what happens?" Blaise asked, leaning in, obviously interested in what she had to say. The others followed him and leaned slightly towards her as well.

"Well, I don't know how much I'm allowed to tell you. But next year he hires a fraud. Then a werewolf who honestly isn't that bad. He's genuinely a really nice guy if a bit on the weak side when it comes to confidence but other than that he's a solid guy. Then he hires a Death Eater in disguise. In disguise as one of his best buddies. So he woud have known it wasn't who he thought it was. Then he let's a lady who will remind you of a frog come and basically ruin your lives for a year then you finally get a reprise cause Severus finally gets the job. Thank God. That's the only year, other than third year, we're you actually learn stuff!" And they still didn't know the big secret about Quirrell. Wait, she had authority over them now! She'd need to ask one of the house ghosts if she could fire staff, with good reason of course. Maybe she could hire her own teachers instead. Then she could hire Remus Lupin!

"What about seventh year? That's only six!" Hermione pointed out.

"Umm...well, your last year is a whole thing I'm not getting into right now. Maybe once I know it's not going to play out that way will I tell you all about it." She didn't want to jinx herself after all. If she had anything to say about it then they would all have a pretty uneventful last year.

"What I'm wondering is how much you've Seen about each of us. You must have chosen us for a reason after all." Theo addressed.

"Well, I know a decent amount about all of you. I know about your family, any siblings you may have. I think I'd say I know the most about Ron's family, I also know a lot about you, Harry, because you were the main figure in most of my visions, and I'd say I know least about you, Theo." She felt that was a fair assessment of her knowledge.

"Oh really, how much do you know about my family then?!" Ron challenged her.

"Well, I know your parents are Molly and Arthur Weasley. You Farther works in the Department for the Misuse of Muggle Artefacts and he loves anything Muggle, particularly rubber ducks. Your Mother is a more stay at home type. You live in the Burrow which is locate in Ottery St Catchpole. You live near the Diggorys and the Lovegoods. Of which each have one child. Cedric and Luna respectively. I knew Cedric is already here, seated at the Hufflepuff table and he should be in his 4th year. Luna will be arriving next year and she will be in the same year as your younger sister General, but you all call her Ginny. You have 5 elder brothers Fred and George, of which Fred is older, they are currently seated at the Gryffindor table in their 3rd year along with Percy who is older than all of you, then Charlie works in Romania with dragons and Bill, the eldest, works in Egypt as a Curse Breaker for Gringotts. Bill has long hair and a dragon tooth earing and he frequently gets asked by you Mum to cut his long ponytail. You have two uncles, Gideon and Fabian Prewett. They were both killed in the war. It was said to be quite a fight and it took a lot of Death Eaters to take them down. Finally, you have a Great Aunt Muriel who seems to be quite mean from what I remember and she likes loaning her priceless heirlooms to you for weddings."

"Wow." Harry gasped, stunned. The whole table was looking at her, mouths open. Even the Slytherins. The Hall suddenly went quiet and Holly looked around to see the Headmaster had stood up too talk. She turned herself towards him so she could hear him better.

"After a lovely meal I think it is now time for some sleep, off you go!" Dumbledore exclaimed, as if granting them a great gift, his hands waving madly through the air. Holly made her way towards Minerva, she would tell her where her rooms were. She got the location and password from her and finally reached her rooms. She didn't even bother changing her clothes or looking around her room, she just collapsed on the bed. She'd had an exhausting day, but as Morpheus took her into his arms, all she could think was that she was excited for tomorrow!

Thanks for reading!! The next chapter will be posted next Sunday :p