Chapter 6
Fenella Fenwick managed to annoy the first again by asking Gerald Purbeck curiously if he found it more convivial living with human beings.
Gerald linked.
"I've always lived with human beings" he said.
"Oh I beg your pardon, my child, I thought you were muggleborn" said Fenwick. Gerald stared open mouth for a moment then found his voice.
"How DARE you, you blood snob!" he shouted.
"I'm not a blood snob, you rude child!" said Fenella "I don't care about your unfortunate antecedents, I just wondered how it was possible to develop with animals who can't hold a conversation."
Several people jumped on Gerald as he was about to launch himself on Fenella. One of them Jade. She looked coldly at Fenella.
"I believe that you are truly not aware of the offence you are causing, Fenwick" she said "And I'm prepared to believe you really don't know that muggles are actually as intelligent as wizards; because it's not taught. Magic is a gift; like music. And I bet you'd be peeved if the Goodchild twins started on you being inferior because you can't read a note of music. I notice you have courtesy towards the few house elves one encounters; and I give you credit for that. And I give you credit for asking a genuine question of Gerry; but I think you owe him an apology for suggesting his parents are in any way mental defectives. Intelligence is independent of magical talent; and I should know, I know enough muggles. I take it you do realise that we have the first goblin students here and it goes a long way to help them settle their grievances with society?"
"Why would they have grievances?" asked Fenwick.
"Oh my sainted aunt Fanny!" groaned Jade "I thought you studied History? Don't you think the unfairness inherent in the system that led to the goblin wars might just leave them a teensy bit resentful?"
"But they had to be put in their place, as they are plainly inferior to humans" said Fenella "And need protecting and treating with courtesy, yes, as elves do; elves are loyal to us and we must be loyal to them, but goblins tell lies and are treacherous."
"Well that's nonsense!" said Jade "It's propaganda put about to be able to put them down the better! As for inferior, Kinat stands near the top of his class in most subjects, so chew on that! You really have got to stop talking out of your hat over subjects you know nothing about; I don't mind putting you right when you are trying to be decent – even when it does go wrong – because that's cool and Gerry's willing to accept you just didn't know, aren't you Gerry?"
"If she apologises for calling my folks animals" growled Gerald.
Fenella might have apologised but for her dislike of Jade and the little girl's unconsciously superior manner – copied from her parents and Lucius and her favourite cousin Draco – and she scowled.
"I see no reason to apologise for a genuine misunderstanding" she said loftily.
"Well, don't expect me to try to be nice again then" said Jade.
"Or me to think of YOU as human" said Gerald "'Cos you're not. You're just an arithmancy machine that's not got any decent human feelings, you. And you aren't even as good at arithmancy as David is, Wido says. Wido says you make a song and dance about everything like a chicken laying an egg and when you've finished clucking it's still likely got feathers and shit on it."
Fenella went to hit him and Jade blocked her with one arm.
"You dare" she said. "There are witnesses too."
Fenella stalked off.
She had also continued to annoy Mei and her cronies, by her patronising attitude and now she warned them not to have anything to do with that nasty child Jade Snape.
"It's none of your business who we're friends with, Fenwick" said Mei truculently "And since you know everything and you know nowt, if you recommended me not to get to know VOLDEMORT I'd invite him to tea, 'cos your say so is worth nothing."
"You are insolent! Do me ten lines of – of 'I must not be rude to my elders!" said Fenwick.
Mei laughed.
"Do me a favour! I see no prefect badge yet, Fenwick, you CAN'T hand out lines."
"I'll report you for insolence!"
"Who to? David Fraser? He knows the rules too. So does Emily Swan our House Head AND she thinks you're a git. Professor Flitwick? Oh he'll really listen to a petty piece of childishness from you I bet! We can be ticked off for insolence to the sixth but unless it's severe insolence we can't be given lines for it. Why don't you grow up? Then we might even listen to you."
It was a measure of how much Fenella had made herself despised that a first year should dare talk to a sixth former like that; but she had lost all their respect.
"I'll see you punished somehow!" she said.
They all gave her hoots of derision.
It so happened that later that day Peeves was making up rude songs about Fenella including ones of her own first years telling her where to go. Being Peeves the description was graphic.
David sent for Mei and friends and outlined a bowdlerised gist of Peeves' song.
"It wasn't quite that bad" said Mei. "We - I – told her to grow up because then we might listen to her. After telling her she couldn't set us lines I think it's too bad that she lied to you about us!"
"My source wasn't Fenwick" said David. "You will each write her a note of apology for speaking out of turn to a member of the sixth however great the provocation; I don't want cheek to spread to the way you speak to other sixth formers so you'll behave with due circumspection towards her position whatever you think of her personally. No she's not a prefect, she has no rights over you; but she has the right of her age to be given some courtesy. And you were overheard; and that sets a bad example to others."
"Oh. Sorry Fraser" said Mei "Who overheard us and tattled and exaggerated so?"
"Peeves. Who else? And when we have foreign visitors do you want them thinking Hogwarts is a bear garden full of children who are rude to their elders?"
"No Fraser. Sorry Fraser" said Mei, chastened. Her uncle Cedric was the joint champion with Harry Potter from the previous triwizard; and she knew he took it seriously and would hate the foreigners looking down on the school.
Being made to write an apology to someone she despised still rankled; and as she said, if Fenwick COULD have exaggerated to David Fraser she probably would have done.
They settled in the end for apologising for public insolence to a sixth former since her advanced age should be worthy of respect and that they apologised for not respecting her age.
It made her sound like a middle aged professor; but Fenella saw nothing wrong in it, nor did she get the hint that they were still rebuking her through the apology. She took it all at face value and told them patronisingly that she forgave them.
Naturally enough they wanted revenge for that!
Mei put in an order to Weasley's Wizard Wheezes straight away.
Fenella Fenwick had never experienced an apple pie bed before; and managed to rip the sheet in her frustration. When Dormitory mate and Head of House Emily Swan asked irritably what all the to-do was about Fenella complained that her bed was cursed.
Emily came to see; immediately divined the reason for her trouble and laughed – not unkindly – at Fenella, demonstrating what had happened.
"You'll have to leave the torn one out for the elves tomorrow" she said "Their mending spells are superior. Kids, eh?"
"It is a monstrous thing to do to frighten someone like that!" cried Fenella.
"Oh come off it – it's just a practical joke, just laugh it off!" said Emily, who was a fairly happy-go-lucky girl for a Ravenclaw "Monstrous? Now that's just a silly adjective! Get over it do you idiot, do you WANT the little ones to hear the din you're making and realise you're so easy to rag?"
"But why should they rag me?"
Emily sighed.
"How about because you go out of your way to make yourself unpopular, especially to the kids, with you unwarranted interference?" she said.
"I don't interfere! All I do is to try to point out to them better ways to do things, and to tell them when they need a hint about their behaviour!"
"Unwarranted interference" repeated Emily "You don't even know how to do things yourself, you have no right to tell others how to go on, and as for interfering in their behaviour, when Hogwarts decides the kids need a nagging maiden auntie of uncertain age I expect they'll get one. Now shut up and go to sleep."
Fenella even made easygoing Emily lose her cool.
That there were several 'Hear Hear's from behind other curtains did NOT improve Fenella's own exacerbated temper or feelings of being hard done by.
Being treated to shouts of laughter next morning as the black-face soap took effect made it worse. She threw the soap from her and washed in plain water – once it had been explained by more knowledgeable young witches – weeping tears of rage and humiliation.
She was certain she knew who had done this.
And she went to take her revenge.
oOoOo
Jade was going about her morning business – having helped clean up the showers in Myrtle's loo after the morning run – and was startled to have her arm suddenly grabbed and twisted behind her back.
"What the…Fenwick what DO you think you're up to?" demanded Jade angrily.
"You rotten little kid! How dare you do monstrous things to my bed and curse my soap to turn my face black?" cried Fenella.
"What? Talk sense, Fenwick, you're in Ravenclaw tower, I'm a Slytherin, how am I supposed, without a lot of effort, to have gotten into your room and set you an apple-pie bed and blackface soap? Frankly, you're not worth that much effort!"
"That's a confession! You know the words!"
Jade gave a short, bitter laugh; her arm was in some pain.
"Of course I know the words; EVERY kid does! All normal kids have had their youngers set an apple-pie bed for them, my kid sister's done it to me, and any kid who's been in Diagon Alley has found Weasley's Wizard Wheezes and their range of muggle tricks – like blackface soap! It's a bit passé actually, it was all the rage last year but only a real moron's going to be caught out by it now, 'cos the feel is distinctive!" she fought off wincing as that brought another twist.
"Moron eh? Well I know it was you and I'm not letting go until you confess properly and then we'll see what Professor Dumbledore thinks of a kid who does things like that!"
"I'm not confessing to something I hadn't done; anyone will tell you I always admit my misdeeds!" said Jade "And as for Professor Dumbledore, if anyone was stupid enough to take something so petty to him, he'd laugh at the joke and tell you to grow up and get a life you big bully, and likely YOU'd be in trouble for manhandling a little kid! So brave of you to pick someone who'd scorn to report you because of wanting to avoid being accused of running to my teacher daddy!"
"Huh, I'm not hurting you, if you were in pain, you'd soon squeal!" said Fenella, unused to the concept of stoicism. She twisted harder, more viciously.
Two things happened.
Jade slumped bonelessly away from her and Bloodgroup members started arriving with sharp TICs.
Fenella was set upon by several small children and house elves screaming that she was a bad lady; and Professor Snape, his eyes blazing with fury slapped her hard across the face and swept an unconscious Jade into his arms.
"But…if she was in pain why did she not cry out?" said Fenella bewildered.
"Never heard of pride or bravery?" snarled Severus "Give a bully the satisfaction of seeing that they hurt you? I don't think so. If my daughter's arm is so badly hurt she can't play quidditch again when she's just been made House seeker, or if my wife miscarries with the worry over this you are going to suffer!"
"Daddy? I didn't cry, like you and mummy didn't when HE used the cruciatus curse" said Jade, coming to.
"Of course you didn't, sweetheart… I'm taking you to St Mungo's now" and he apparated away.
"AND you nasty little bitch" said the suave voice of Draco Malfoy – whom even Fenella Fenwick recognised –" if MY wife miscarried due to the worry over her sister, or if my favourite cousin is hurt, you will wish that Severus Snape gets to you first because I'll see you in Azkaban for grievous bodily harm. I'm getting back to my wife now; Sirius, you'll deal with this animal?"
"Too right I will" said Sirius grimly. "Come on you! Sirri, take the little ones back to Krait, she must be climbing the walls!"
"She is!" squeaked Sirri "I told her to stay put, I'D see what was going on, but these ones had already gone!" she indicated Lydia, Mimi and Lilith.
Sirius scratched his head.
"Lilith?" he said in amazement "You're not old enough to apparate!"
"Mine sister was hurting BAD" said Lilith "I wanted to hurt the bad lady. Can I bite her?"
"No, she's Dumbledore's prey" said Sirius, rightly interpreting that as Lilith's intent to go snake. "Rule of law."
Lilith sighed and contented herself with putting out a forked tongue at Fenella, making the girl gasp and draw back.
"You're too big a girl to do that too" said Sirius firmly. Merlin's beard! If the Bloodgroup children of animagi were so talented rearing his and Willow's children was going to be….challenging!
Fenella was frightened.
Hogwarts was supposed to have a non-apparating zone around it but the moment that child passed out, huge numbers of people appeared out of nowhere, many of them too young to have apparating licences – some too young to even be using magic instinctively let alone be at school – and many of them hard faced and angry with scars blazing white. David Fraser was among them, looking at her with an expression of contempt and loathing; a look echoed on the Malfoy twins, their goblin friend, the skinny Slytherin games' captain, the Hufflepuff prefect girlfriend of one of the twins and her Malfoy-looking friend, David's friend Erich, that girl Willow, not to mention Professor Black, Professor Longbottom and four people she had never seen before, but one had been in the news….Harry Potter himself!
"What IS this creature, Padfoot?" demanded a red haired young man. Sirius shrugged.
"I have fortunately not had much to do with it" he said.
"It is an example of Stuckuppida knowitallus" said David "A proto-dark creature in that the harm it causes is out of ignorant malice not a genuine desire to hurt. It is a stupid creature, that lurks in libraries and apes the airs of the sophisticated without having any clue as to how to act in a normal way and therefore blowing its cover. Its greatest desire is to be taken for Hermione Granger but unfortunately it does not have the ability even to aspire to Hermetica Grudgeblood" he used the name Draco had given to Hermione in his Convolvumort sketches.
"Is Grace going to be all right?" asked Erich "Draco looked a bit frazzled; and I've been getting echoes she's not well. Hermie, you've seen them recently?"
Hermione nodded.
"Looks like the same as Krait; only maybe worse. We can go stabilise her in the holidays but Draco's easily flapped, as you know."
"Not as easily as he used to be" protested Ron "He's all right. Any man worries about his wife!"
"You do say the nicest things Ron" said Hermione demurely "I guess you have the bully well in hand, Padfoot and we can get about our lawful occasions?"
"Yes I should think so" said Sirius.
"You're a creep, you" said Harry earnestly to Fenella "We only felt her pain as she passed out from it and stopped blocking….you're like Voldemort and Bellatrix Black-Lestrange and I hope Dumbledore expels you! And then I expect one day Draco or I will be arresting you now we're fully fledged Aurors…. Is she over seventeen, Padfoot?"
"I believe so" said Sirius.
"Well I shall be coming to arrest you should Severus decide to press charges!" said Harry intensely. "Attacking a kid like that!"
"She made me an apple pie bed and black faced soap and she's insolent!" wailed Fenella.
"Apple pie bed? In Ravenclaw Tower? A Slytherin kid? How's she supposed to do that?" derided Harry "And she's a very polite kiddy! And even is she was cheeky, and had played tricks on you, that's NO excuse for a grown up girl to half twist her arm off! Are you insane to think you can hurt a babe like that so and get away with it?"
"I didn't know she was in pain! She never cried out!"
"Not know? Then why did you do it? You WANTED to hurt her, and that's not a position that's natural for an arm to be in…you're either lying in your teeth or more stupid than Mundungus Fletcher…..and that takes some doing! Well, good day to you Padfoot, call me in when you want her hauled off to Azkaban."
Fenella burst into tears.
The rest of the Bloodgroup who remained as Harry, Ginny, Ron and Hermione apparated away watched her stony faced.
"Neville, your little horrors will be playing merry hell in the dungeon if you don't get to them soon" said Sirius "And you'd better take the third years after break too, Severus isn't going to be in a state to do so, Krait's having contractions….My first years are missing me, Kinat, run to the Sixth form common room and ask for someone to cover for me…...and you youngsters, hoppit to classes, we'll keep you informed; David you come with me to Dumbledore, you've seen the most of this…. article. Are you going to miss a lesson?"
"No, sir, I've a free study day today" said David "Just as well; it's going to be hard to concentrate. You kids tell Minerva about Jade and Krait; she'll be lenient on you being preoccupied."
"Madam McGonagall to you youngsters" Sirius reminded them. "Tut, David, a lapse of protocol from YOU?"
"Difficult circumstances" said David. "Minerva won't mind. It's the intent of respect not the name."
Fenella was confined in the sick bay; where she was treated very coldly by Madam Pomfrey, who liked Jade Snape and disliked cold prigs, one reason she was always willing to believe ill of Severus for his cold manner and pedantic speech. It had led to something of a rift in the staff the previous year with the dangerous ritual to restore Myrtle; but Madam Pomfrey was having to admit that Abraxus seemed none the worse for it in himself and he and Myrtle were very sweet together. She was not the sharpest stick in the bundle, as Krait had said, and the friends of Severus tried to remember that and treat her with at least outward respect. She WAS after all a kind nurse to the sick. Fenella however was not sick, but as Sirius said 'here to be quarantined from decent folk' and Poppy Pomfrey, hearing the story was inclined to be very cold indeed.
Fenella was left to stew almost all day before Dumbledore came to see her.
The interview was long, and painful; and Fenella eventually cried herself to sleep.
Dumbledore convened the Blood Group in his office for tea.
"Goblins in my office even when there's not an emergency…. O tempora, o mores!" said Phineas Nigellus.
Draco stuck his tongue out at him.
"I've been wanting to do that for YEARS" he said "And now I'm not a pupil I can do so to my heart's content! My good ass, there's Goblin blood in the Malfoy family, and fey blood I expect you've a few similar incidents in your own family; the great and noble house of Black can't have produced someone as sane and rational as Padfoot if you'd not had some kind of decent hybrid in there, you'd have been as insane as the Gaunts…. Hey, and I'm half Black too, so I DO have a right!"
Phineas Nigellus spluttered angrily.
"That's Malfoys for you" said Hermione to Phineas Nigellus, for whom she had an inexplicable soft spot.
"In a way it is an emergency" said Dumbledore "And Draco, please as a favour to me, be nice."
"Yes sir" said Draco immediately. "Is Jade not going to be all right then?"
"She'll make a full recovery – if those of you around her do your usual blood group things" said Dumbledore "Else she might have had a weakness; bones are easy to mend, but a separated shoulder is sometimes inclined to leave a weakness. The emergency is that an unfortunate child like Fenella Fenwick can exist."
"Start talking very fast, Albus" said Sirius "And try to convince us about this 'unfortunate child' business. Because I saw a young adult torturing a very little girl."
"Bear in mind Sirius that she has no concept of any kind of self control; whether of anger or of hiding pain" said Dumbledore "She has had a most unfortunate upbringing by a reclusive father who, I would say, is not entirely sane. I have looked into the family background; and discovered that her mother died giving birth to a little boy who is due to enter Hogwarts next year; and that broke their father's mind, for he had leaned heavily on his wife."
"As losing Krait might very well do to Severus" said Sirius "And this girl's actions do not preclude this happening; Krait is almost seven months gone and we all feel her distress. Only Scales has the sense of responsibility to set it aside in the care of his children."
"And Fenwick devoted himself – in an introspective sort of way – to his daughter. His son he referred to as 'the abomination' and turned him over to the children's aunt, Fenwick's sister Gonneral Fenwick-Grant. Young Chad – the boy's name – has never been named in Fenella's hearing, and she has always thought the boy she thought of as her cousin and has never met must have something wrong with him as the only time he has been mentioned is when her aunt visited and she heard that awful description appended to him by her father."
"And when I think that both Severus and Krait were looking upon Lilith as a potential memorial each to the other if things went wrong…..!" exploded Sirius.
"Quite" said Dumbledore. "A man whose mind is definitely disturbed. And this is the background to our unfortunate girl…add to that his desire to bury himself in work and the fact that he only ever spoke to her in the pedantic way Severus cultivates to keep his distance from the youngsters, because he knew no other way, and only took an interest in her if she could produce calculations that he considered worthy….she was reared mostly by their house elf Tilly, who I think might have instilled some decent values in her underneath all the rubbish her father placed on top. Draco, you of all people know how far a child will go to get the attention of their father…."
Draco flushed.
"Yes" he said "And you are right, Albus; I was a dreadful child with wrong belief structures… her father has no such excuse mine did though, of being manipulated!"
"No; he did his own manipulation. The capacity for humans to fool themselves is immense, as you know it is how we are so easily able to persuade muggles that they have NOT seen something extraordinary because they do not WANT to have seen a dragon over a Welsh seaside resort, for instance. Wizards are no different in their capacity for self delusion. I believe I have got through to her; and David!"
"Sir?"
"I want you to be especially good and kind because I am thinking of moving her out of Ravenclaw where she has made nothing but enemies, into Gryffindor under your protection. I have spoken to the Hat about this and it is not unwilling. To go into Hufflepuff would, I fear, unfair as it is, open her to teasing from previous Ravenclaws; in Gryffindor, you can at least point out Hermione Granger as an example of a girl who surpassed Ravenclaws academically."
"She shouldn't be in Ravenclaw anyway in my estimation" said David "She's not good enough at the work."
"And THAT's only because her idiot father taught her only those parts of the subjects he found interesting" said Dumbledore "I recall him as a schoolboy; arrogant as Tom Riddle in his own way."
"Farty Fenwick? Yeah, I remember him!" growled Sirius "Stinky little swot!"
"Nothing wrong with being a swot" said David.
"He didn't have a life though" said Sirius "Scales was a swot but at least he loved quidditch…and recognised that girls existed for that matter. Recognised that Lily existed anyway…. I'm glad the New Marauders aren't such little beasts we sometimes were."
"We got to learn from your mistakes" shrugged Abraxus. "If she's to be a Gryff we'll look out for her for you, sir, of course; but I think she's going to find it hard to make us do it willingly without a full apology to Jade you know"
Dumbledore nodded.
"That's understood; and she wants to do so. She also volunteered to make an apology before the whole school for being heavy handed with all the little ones now she has a greater appreciation of what she has been like; this has frightened her into thinking hard, and David, my boy, she has been recalling all your conversations with her and trying to see what you meant. I have used the Penseive with her to examine her own actions and words from an outsider's perspective, and she has been shocked over how childishly she has been acting. She has managed to admit that not only were you in the right but that you were trying to help – at least initially before you lost your cool with her. And I have to say" he added as David flushed "I cannot see that you could have done any more, my boy, and that she was enough to try the patience of anyone. I hold you in no way responsible for any of her poor behaviour and largely responsible for her ability to start to look objectively at the way she has behaved. You acted well, David."
"Thank you sir; I felt I was failing with her, I even sounded off – unofficially – to Severus."
"And that helped you to cope better, I'm sure" smiled Dumbledore. "I pointed out to her that a personality clash and a failure to see what everyone else saw was not unusual; and that once misunderstandings were ironed out, friendships could arise. I wasn't specific" he glanced at Sirius and Harry "It's up to you two and Severus to tell her any small details if you feel the occasion warrants it."
"I don't think, even if we go out of our way to help you make her decent, we shall feel much like sharing things so personal" growled Sirius. "We don't have to forge a bond the way we had to forge one, us two and Sev for fighting Voldemort so I don't feel like forcing it. And Harry and Severus and I had hatreds between us; hate is close enough to love when you look at it. I merely despise this girl; and her father. I will try to learn not to dislike her, Albus; maybe I shall succeed. You ask much but we respect you enough to try, all of us."
"Thank you Sirius" said Dumbledore, simply.
Jade was back in school after a few days, complaining that she had missed some of her favourite classes; but she had gone first to the sick bay where Severus stood stony faces as Fenella stumbled through an abject apology.
"You haven't half been daft, Fenwick" said Jade "And if I'd not been able to play quidditch again, and had trouble writing because of permanent aches I'd have found it hard to forgive you, you know; but I'm allowed a self-writing quill for a few weeks to do my homework, and I've a brace to wear on my broom and this year's inter-house matches might not take place because of the stupid old Triwizard so it's not quite as pear shaped as it might have been. I don't know why you thought me a liar and assumed I was being cheeky when I was just trying to inform you things but I guess if you didn't understand it's like when Daddy though Harry was being cheeky when he was just being scared about being The Chosen One and all. I'm prepared to put it behind me, but I don't think I can shake on it with my right hand just yet" she added holding out her left hand. Fenella shook rather awkwardly but sincerely.
"She's a pedantic child, Miss Fenwick" said Severus "She gets it from her parents. Too many people see children with a pedantic turn of manner as being cheeky. If you'd come here at eleven doubtless you would have had a similar manner; and as Jade is being teased out of it by her peer group, so too would you have been. School is for social education as well as academic. Some people learn those lessons better than others; and those of us who got a low grade in the OWL of living are anxious for others not to make the same mistakes. I'll go out of my way to help you but I expect you to meet me half way."
"Y-yes, Professor I will try" said Fenella. He held her eyes; and nodded.
"Very well; you may come to me with any problems you have" he said "Informally and off the record if you wish. If you are to move houses, I dare say you may prefer to go to Madam McGonagall; but I will be there. I forgive you for hurting my little girl: I understand your internal turmoil more perhaps than you will ever know."
"Th-thank you Professor" said Fenella, suddenly thinking that perhaps he might be more convivial to go to with problems than to Professor McGonagall who did not trouble to hide her irritation. Nor had Professor Snape for that matter; but a man who could cuddle a little girl so tenderly was someone to trust. Fenella did not recall her own father ever cuddling her at all, though he was quite as snippy and sarcastic as Professor Snape; and her eyes filled with tears. Snape looked at her again; and patted her awkwardly on the shoulder.
"I know" he said, before leaving.
And somehow she knew that he did know!
Making an apology to the whole school for her heavy handedness towards the young ones, and her lack of understanding of how to behave in school was the hardest thing she had ever done.
She was surprised to be given remarkably warm applause by the first and second years; their inherent sense of fair play appreciated and acknowledged her bravery and willingness to accept a fault, and Fenella felt quite warm and emotional! David Fraser then led her to sit with the sixth on the Gryffindor table and the Gryffindor juniors clapped politely, if perhaps a little warily.
It felt good to have approval from people!
And Fraser had not once said 'I told you so', greeting her merely,
"Welcome to Gryffindor house, Fenella, we hope you'll be happy here with a new start."
Fenella was determined that it would be a fresh new start!