Last update had a mistake, truly sorry about that! This one's hopefully better!

Disclaimer: I own Maxwell the chameleon and Astoria's personality. (Sounds funky when I say it like that!)

5th January, 2001

7.03 am

~Astoria~

Astoria frowned as she woke up. She then rubbed her eyes, got out of bed and made her way to the bath. Once she was done, she got dressed. The day of work was finally here.

"If all goes well, Maxwell, we can floo home tonight" Astoria said, "'Cause I'm too tired to apparate" she answered the questioning look Maxwell gave her.

Maxwell was a smart chameleon.

He was actually a native of Africa, the jungles there.

But, he had been smuggled into London by muggles. Poachers is what they were called.

At the time, he was hardly a baby, just hatched, freezing in the sub-zero temperatures of the far North.

Astoria had found him by chance. She had been doing Christmas shopping with Daphne when Astoria got lost and wandered onto the muggle roads. She found the chameleon in the arms of a muggle, who looked evil, even by muggle standards.

Astoria did what any brave Ravenclaw would do: she merely thought of the petrification spell and the muggle man fell to the ground, unconscious.

None of the other muggles noticed. Astoria rescued the chameleon and ran towards home.

Thankfully, George Weasley had found her before she had wandered too much off. That was when Astoria was eleven and a half years old.

After she was dressed for the day and equipped with all the things she would need. Astoria made her way to her destination.

"Astoria Greengrass" Astoria informed the Italian man who let her in, "With Gringott's bank?" she added.

"Right this way, senora" the man informed, guiding her through the large mansion, down the stairs and through the corridors. Astoria felt her patience run thin.

This was definitely not worth it.

"The burglars tried to get in" the man explained showing her the sight of the safe.

It looked like a normal, every-day safe, only it was as large as the room itself. It was locked shut and tight and had a strange green glow which was off-putting.

"But, as you can see, all they got was a dose of sleepers and a headache" he said. Astoria nodded as she pulled out the manual. Her first on-field job. She could not mess this up.

6.57 pm

~Astoria~

Astoria smiled at the Italian man, who thanked her in fast Italian, which Astoria couldn't understand.

"We are ever grateful, senora" he told her, shaking her hand.

In fact, he had been shaking her hand all the way down the hall to the main-door and Astoria was getting rather sick of it.

"Excuse me, senor" she said, at last, pulling her hand out of his grasp. Then, she left with a "pop!"

In her hotel room, Astoria packed her things and made her way down the stairs to the reception to check-out.

"We hope you had a pleasant stay, Senora" the manager said as Astoria signed and paid him.

"It was magical, thank you" Astoria said, smiling warmly, "May I use your fire-place?" she asked.

The man nodded.

"Sure, senora" he said, grinning, "We don't use it at all, these days" he added. Astoria nodded.

"I know" she said, "I haven't used one since sixth year" she added to herself, picking up a handful of floo powder and stepping in.

In a loud, clear voice, she called out, "13/13 Kingston way!" and was engulfed in green flames.

Astoria stumbled out of her fireplace. She then looked around and noticing that she was in her own apartment, felt a sigh of relief escape her lips.

She took off her coat and fell into her bed, that looked so inviting. Then, she drifted off to sleep.

Sorry about the short chapter. Review please.