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Description: Sunday before classes! Detention!

A/N: Sorry that this has taken so long. I have been busy and the muse wasn't around! Blame her! Enjoy!

Chapter 15

"YOU HAVE DETENTION!" Hermione screeched out as she came down the stairs from her room.

"So," I said shrugging my shoulders turning back to my game of wizard chess with Harry.

"How did you get detention?" Harry asked looking at me quizzically.

"Went for a walk, honestly Hermione, it's okay," I said turning and looking at her, trying to give her my most innocent face that I could muster.

"You went for a walk?"

"Yes Harry, a walk," I said, but didn't look at him, my gaze on Hermione. "I woke up around, like, two and needed to stretch my legs, didn't think I would run into a professor, me being a ninja and all. And actually I didn't get caught walking around, I got caught when I got back to the common room and Professor McGonagall was in here."

"Hermione, did you get this note about Morgan?" Ron asked as he came sliding down the steps from the boy's side.

"Yes Ronald, and I am talking to her about it right now."

Hermione rolled her eyes as she stared at me expecting me to explain myself further.

"Hi Ron! I went for a walk! It was great! Now, if you don't mind, I must try to save my ass here… god I fail at this game! NO! Dang you Harry Potter! Dang you!" Harry smiled as his queen attacked my king and sent it flying into pieces.

"I won," Harry said childishly sticking his tongue out.

"Yes you did… Hermione, stop looking at me like that. I didn't lose any house points, she promised. And I wont go out again when I wake up okay. I didn't think it was going to be a big deal to go for a walk."

Hermione continued to frown at me, until Ron grabbed her arm, "Lets go talk to McGonagall, maybe we can convince her that Morgan didn't know she wasn't allowed to walk out that late."

"Oh, no Ron, that wasn't the reason that I got the detention," I said with a guilty look on my face.

"What was then?" Hermione asked with worry in her voice.

I looked up from watching the chess pieces pulling together again, to see Ron, Hermione, and Harry staring at me.

"It was the not caring part," I shrugged. "I mean I cared, but apparently it wasn't shown well on my face. I was tired when I got back, I just wanted to go lay down. I didn't want to be bugged by a teacher yet. She is writing to Charles about that. I am going to get a nice howler from him."

"So, when is your detention?" Harry asked sitting back in his seat, pocketing his chess set.

"Tonight after diner at 8 for a few hours. She cut me some slack for the fact that I am new. She told me that I was in trouble, and to see her tonight, but it is under the table detention. Well she didn't say under the table, she was more like, 'this detention is going to be different from any others you may receive after this point in your time here.' So, I figure that it is going to be an unofficial detention. Go me!" I raised my fist into the air in celebration only to bring them down again after Hermione started to talk to me again.

"Morgan, you shouldn't be going out late at night, if anyone besides McGonagall or Dumbledore found you, you could be in much worse of a punishment."

"I get that. I promise. Now how about we all go down and get some brunch. I am hungry!"

I got up and started to walk to the doorway.

Brunch was toast, eggs and fruit, and it was good. But before the four of us were done eating, Hermione and Ron were called away with a prefect to help Professor McGonagall with a task for the afternoon, and Harry had to go help Hagrid. So there I was, just hanging out in the Great Hall with a glass of water and some first years when the boy from both Diagon Alley and the train came strolling in and saw me.

"Hey, all you little first years, why don't you go out side and enjoy the weather while it is nice and we don't have classes, I am sure you don't want to hang out with a stuffy seventh year like me all day. I don't think you would have as much fun as you think you would," I said with a laugh.

The five of them got up and walked out on the other side of the table towards the door and turned in the direction of the door to head outside.

"Oi American girl. What are you doing inside?"

"Hanging out. I was hanging out with some other people, but they had to go meet with teachers. I was thinking of going to the library though; see if I could find any good books to read in my down time. Why are you asking? Thought that I would want your company?" I asked turning about so that my back was leaning on the table behind me.

"Everyone wants my company," he said as he sat down and waved the two guys with him to go to the Slytherin table.

"Do they always do what you say? Act like your butt monkeys?"

"What?" He asked with a confused look upon his face, starting at me before looking at the two guys as they sat down with the girl from the train that kissed him on the train. She turned to glare at me.

"I don't think your girl friend likes me much… and we haven't even met," I said with a frown on my face, turning my attention back to him pointing to the girl.

"She isn't my girlfriend," he said trying to move closer to me, but I raise my hand and pushed him back.

"Now British boy, she obviously thinks that you are her boyfriend, and until you talk to her about that there shall be no drama, I hate drama." And then I stood, "maybe I should just go talk to her."

Then I stood and started to walk around the tables before he could react. I was to her before he could even run to stop me… I happened to hop over a table or two.

"Hi there, I'm Morgan Winter, American, and so not interested in him. Thought I should tell you."

And of course she had a confused look upon her face, which I think was better then a pissed off look, or an angry look.

"I'm Pansy Parkinson."

"Nice to meet you Pansy, pretty name by the way. Anyway, I must be off to the library to search for some books before classes start… I have detention tonight, so I don't have all day. Goodbye Pansy, British boys, good day." As I walked away I could feel the heat of glares on my back.

Pansy still didn't like me, but at least now I could truthfully tell my brother that I tried.

I also realized that I still didn't remember the British boys name.

"Ms. Winter, welcome to detention. Tonight I am going to have you clean these bird cages," McGonagall said pointing to the collection of cages.

"Cool," I said staring at the huge pile. "I take it, no magic… and I can't leave until they are done?"

"That is correct. I shall be in my office if you need anything. May I have your wand?"

"Sure Professor," I said as I handed in my wand and pulled my hair back into a ponytail. The Professor walked into her office and I sat on the floor next to the cleaning supplies.

"Only 100… I should be able to do this in no time."

And I started. I made a circle of ten around me and sat down holding the scraper to start the cleaning process.

Near 2 hours later I walked up to McGonagall's office door and knocked. "Come in Ms. Winter. Is there a problem?"

"No, I am just done," I said as I smiled at her rubbing my hands on my pants, smearing more of the grime that I got on myself.

"Already," she asked as she stood and walked around her desk and out the door to see that indeed I had finished all of them and they were lined up on the tables of the room and on the floor.

Without looking at her I stood facing the room and stated, "I had a job at a Muggle pet store in America. I was in charge of clean up after all the animals' when I worked. I didn't much care for the birds because I had to clean while they were in the cages still, but I always got it done."

"Good job then," she said walking back into her office and to her desk where she picked up a book and some parchment.

"Lines now?" I asked hoping I didn't give away the dread in my voice.

"No. I have never done this before, but I contacted your old teacher and you are half the year ahead of the rest of the class. So this year I am making you my assistant…"

"Like a T.A.? That is so cool."

"Ms. Winter, it would be kindly of you not to interrupt me," she said with the stern look and tone.

"Sorry."

"As I was saying. You will be my assistant. But that also means that you need to learn the spells for the second half of the year. I have written down the pages and assignments and when they are due this half of the year so that you are on track. There is also a list of what is going to be covered in each class this half of the year. That is all. Here is your wand. Please go back to your house."

"Yes Ma'am. See you tomorrow."

When I got back to the Gryffindor common room people were just hanging out, the noise level was low, and many people were getting ready for bed because classes were starting tomorrow.

I made my way over to the window seat that had just been vacated. I looked around the common room for Hermione and the boys but didn't see any of them, but wasn't in the mood to go look for them, so instead I sat and started to look though the information that McGonagall gave me while picking at my

I was half way through reading my lessons that I had to learn during this semester when a hand with a piece of paper was extended over my lap. I looked up and saw a small first year girl standing next to me.

"This is from Head Girl Hermione Granger," she said looking a little shy and confused.

"Thanks…" I said while she turned and started to walk away, "hey, what is your name?"

"Ashley Kendall."

"Cool, thanks Ashley, see you later."

"Bye."

I smiled as she walked over to her friends sharing the news that a 7th year asked her name.

I opened the note and read 'Morgan, Ron and I are out making rounds until midnight. Harry is Professor Dumbledore and probably won't be back until the same time. Don't wait up. See you in the morning for classes.'

"Huh, okay. Well then…" I said putting the note down and placing my forehead onto the window looking up at the stars in the sky.

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