I DON'T OWN ANYTHING….kay, thanks.
For shaymars…you got my butt in gear and the ideas following. I promise I won't go away for so long again. Thank you.
CHAPTER 6
Today was it, the last morning of the project and the first day Mia would be back at Hogwarts with her true name and background revealed. Dumbledore ambled to the Great Hall, they would be broadcasting this last morning until Mia boarded the train at noon. As he sat at his elevated seat at the professor's table, he looked out at the faces of his students, all filled with a mix of curiosity, excitement, and confusion.
Draco sauntered to his rightful place at the head of Slytherin's table. Immediately surrouding around him now were Blaise, Theo, Daphne, Astoria and Adrian Pucey. Pansy and her, dwindling, group of followers had been shoved down into the section of the table that usually housed the youngest classes. With the boys sitting to his right, Draco noticed that a small space was open on his left. Looking at it he looked up and caught Daphne's eye, she gave a small nod confirming that that was where Mia was expected to sit and then went on with her breakfast.
Harry had spent most of the night hanging with the quidditch team. Ron had recently left the team; he claimed that their subpar performance would hurt his chances at making a professional team. As the weekend had worn on, Harry started to notice the little things that Mia had pointed out about people's personalities and characters were true, especially in the case of the Weasley family.
On the screen Mia wore a smile and her towel as she emerged from her bathroom. Her smile grew when she saw that her best friend Lucy was sitting on the love seat in front of the fireplace.
"Well hello there, when I didn't get a call from you last night I got a bit worried. But you seem to be in fine shape this morning. Dinner wasn't too bad then?" Lucy moved over and threw herself down on Mia's bed, after the house elves had dutifully made it, to lie on her stomach while her friend sat the vanity.
Mia looked over her shoulder and Lucy and smirked.
"I went better than expected, that is for sure. I was a bit worried at first, especially being thrust straight into conversation with the Malfoy's, Greengrasses, and Isabella Zabini. But, turns out I used to play with their kids. I have vague memories of it, but I think we've all changed so much I doubt they remember any more than I do, if anything at all." Mia had used a spell on her hair to dry it and had styled it in big, loose waves. Her makeup was simple, focusing mostly on making her blue eyes pop. She spun around on the stool to face Lucy as she finished her lip gloss.
"Plus, you'll never guess the biggest shocker, not only are my parents letting me live by my true identity, but I am going to be resorted!" Mia finished her sentence with a flourish as she snapped the applicator back into the tube of lip gloss.
"Finally! We get to play in your fabulous wardrobe and get rid of those frumpy jeans and homemade sweaters! I know just what to do with all that garbage." Lucy bounced off the bed and strode over to the fireplace with purpose. Lighting up she winked at Mia.
"Merlin, I've been waiting for this day. Hold on let me get changed and we'll gather it all up."
Mia came out of her closet moments later dressed in black leather leggings with a cream tunic and snake skin wedge booties, arms loaded with faded, synthetic fabric.
As Mia and Lucy giggled over mimosas that the houseelves had delivered, Hogwarts watched as the last bits of the muggleborn Hermione they knew flew out up the chimney and the pureblood Mia. This was not the girl who campaigned for elf rights, this girl sat back and directed elves which designer clothes to pack in which designer luggage.
"So anyways, I have been talking to Greg and we plan to make more than a few trips to Hogmeade. We are beyond excited to have you back."
"Where is Greg this morning? He usually never misses a chance to go through my clothes and make edits. He has been wanting to burn those clothes since day 1."
"Well, he hasn't confirmed, but our man whore might have found a boyfriend." Lucy nodded her head slowly to Mia's surprised gasp.
The rest of their talk was nonsense to the Great Hall. The hall was more caught up in the chatter of where Mia would be resorted, if she would remain a Gryffindor or end up somewhere else.
Well in a few short hours, they would know.
Mia and Lucy walked down the steps into the Grangée foyer, where Rosalie and Theodore were waiting, arm-in-arm.
"Give 'em hell, chick. And remember, I am just a floo call away. I expect to hear from you soon with all the details." Lucy and Mia hugged tight.
"Believe me, you'll be the first to know." With one last squeeze Mia and Lucy let go of each other, Lucy waved good bye to the Grangées and walked down the steps into her family's waiting car.
"Well, little love, are you ready to head back to school?" Theodore moved to close the large double doors.
"I suppose, but it doesn't seem like you guys are ready to let me. Isn't the first step to getting back walking out the door you just closed?" Mia between her parents, confused.
"Oh sweets, now that the war is over we can let you use the floo to get back. I do hope that is alright, perhaps you shouldn't have picked the color cream to wear, though. Might get a big messy. I'm not sure how often they sweep the chimneys at Hogwarts." Rosalie continued to work herself up into a frenzy as Theodore calmly led Mia into the great room.
"Nothing a quick sourgify won't cure, Mia. Now you listen to me, I want you to enjoy this year. You have made a lot of sacrifices for our family and you don't hesitate you let us know if you need anything. This is your time now. I think this should suit you better." As they stopped in front of the hearth where the houseelves had already placed Mia's luggage, Theodore handed Mia the signature orange Hérmes shopping bag.
Mia's eyes lit up with excitement as she reached into the bag and pulled out a large charcoal grey Birkin bag.
"It's perfect. Thank you mom, daddy!" Mia threw her arms around her parents and gave them both kisses on their cheeks.
"Now off you go. Remember to write, let us know how everything goes." Rosalie moved the paper shopping bag out of the floo and handed Mia the jar of floo powder.
With a final wink to her parents, Mia stood up straight and dropped with powder with a confident, "Dumbledore's office!".
Albus Dumbledore had always prided himself on being a patient man, however when it came to receiving Mia Grangée he found himself extremely jittery. Never in his wildest dreams had he envisioned this outcome from the end of the war. He about jumped out of his skin when he heard her arrive.
"Phew, stuck the landing. Sourgify." Mia stepped out of the fireplace and looked up at Dumbledore, neither knew who the first should be to speak.
Dumbledore finally made the decision that as the elder in the situation he should probably step up.
"Miss Granger, welcome back to Hogwarts. I hope you had an enjoyable weekend. Lemon drop?" He held out the dish of candy in hopes that it would serve as a figurative olive branch.
No such luck.
"Excuse my attitude Professor, but you and I both know that our secrets are out. You filmed my weekend home for a supposed learning experience, and I am a pureblood. Now I do not intend any disrespect towards you, and I would appreciate the same treatment in return." Mia stood in front of Dumbledore, she was not going to let him continue to try and play puppet master. She was not Hermione Granger, Dumbledore's Golden Girl, and he should best remember that fact.
"Always much more perceptive than the average witch, Miss Grangée. I did not intend to intrude, or to unearth the sort of news that I did. My sincerest apologies. I can assure you that you will retain your Head Girl position, no matter where you are to be resorted. It is an honor that you firmly deserve."
"Thank you, but in the interim that I don't have a house, where will my bags reside?" Mia looked around that the chests piled precariously after travel.
"Oh, nevermind all that, I'll have it moved to the Head Suite. If you are not opposed, it is lunch time so everyone should be gathered in the Great Hall, we can get this sorting underway." Dumbledore moved to grab the Sorting Hat from its place behind his desk.
"But don't I need to change into my robes, I'm a bit under dressed for the occasion." She looked down at her heels, leggings, and practically sheer tunic. They were a far cry from the Hogwarts uniform.
With the Sorting Hat under his arm, Dumbledore made his way towards the door of his office.
"Not to worry, we have started casual dress here during non-school hours. I also, pardon my frankness, do not believe your clothing will what will be drawing their attention."
"True. Well alright then, let's do this." Mia settled her new bag the crook of her arm and set off behind Dumbledore, thankful that her wedges gave her a fierce strut otherwise she was sure her nerves would show.
Let's start the show.
NEXT CHAPTER SOON, AND THIS TIME I MEAN IT. This was a hard one, but I CANNOT wait to get her and Draco together! So excited.
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