"I'm trying my best to be polite here, but if you move that carrot any closer to me, I will tear you apart."

A light tap on Kate's shoulder brought her attention away from the childish argument at hand, and she turned to see Headmistress McGonagall standing behind her.

"Headmistress McGonagall! How can I help you?" She questioned, placing her glass of pumpkin juice back down on the table before turning to face the woman fully. The headmistress eyed the group of Gryffindor's before her wearily. "I hope I'm not interrupting something."

"No, not at all." Kate quickly elbowed Clyo who yelped in surprise. "What the fu-OH! Headmistress McGonagall." The Headmistress narrowed her eyes at Clyo in disapproval as two more groans came from the boys across the table.

"Clyo, we've talked about this. Violence is never th-"

"Yes, it is."

"What did you need Headmistress?" Kate asked, hoping the elder woman would ignore the childish bickering behind her.

Taking one last glance at the quartet, Headmistress McGonagall signalled for Kate to follow her as she walked towards the Great Hall doors, her emerald green robes billowing out behind her in a flurry. Kate quickly grabbed a biscuit from the basket sitting in front of her before disentangling herself from the oak bench, hurrying after the old witch.

"Excuse me, Headmistress, but why exactly do you need me?" Kate questioned as she jogged after the woman, popping a piece of biscuit in her mouth as she went. They made a left turn down the main entrance and started towards the Headmistress's office which caused Kate's mind to wander to the worst. Am I in trouble already? The year hasn't even started!

Well, I for one wouldn't be surprised.

Shut up!

"There is someone I would like you to meet." The headmistress answered, not turning around or slowing her pace for the young woman to catch up.

"Yes, because that is so helpful," Kate muttered under her breath as she continued to stuff the biscuit into her mouth, jogging after the Headmistress.

"What was that?"

"Nothing!" Kate replied quickly, speeding up her pace so that she was jogging next to the woman instead of behind. "Who am I meeting might I ask?"

"Her name is Kathryn Rowell. She's a fourth-year transfer student from Ilvermorny and your top priority. She was Sorted into Gryffindor house already so it will be easier for you to keep an eye on her."

Kate's eyebrows furrowed, Rowell. . .

"Headmistress?" She questioned, brushing her thought aside as she stopped in front of a tall statue of a gryphon. "Sherbet Lemon" the Headmistress commanded, ignoring Kate as the gryphon started to spin in a clockwise direction, rising from the floor to reveal a set of stairs. The two witches hopped on the stone staircase as it ascended up towards the Headmistress's office.

"Headmistress," Kate tried again, a little louder this time, and the old witch cast her a sideways glance. Kate swallowed her biscuit. "Are you sure you want me to keep an eye on her? There are many more qualified Prefects that could look after-" Kate tried to reason but was soon shushed as the staircase stopped and McGonagall quickly entered the office.

"Miss Rowell." She said, walking around towards the front of her desk before sitting down in the chair behind it. "I hope the food was to your liking."

"It was all right." A young female voice said as Kate stood in front of one of the many bookshelves surrounding the office. She watched Headmistress McGonagall narrow her eyes at the chair sitting before her desk before flicking them towards Kate.

"Miss Rowell, this is Katelyn Maris. She will be making sure that your time here at Hogwarts is smooth starting so if you have any questions or need anything, you may ask her. She is also our fifth-year girl Prefect for Gryffindor house."

Kate's eyes widened slightly as a head of pale, wavy, reddish-brown hair leaned around the chair, deep gray-black eyes locking on her translucent opal-gray ones. A bored look was painted across the young girls face, but she gave Kate a forced smile anyway, which came across more like a sneer than anything. Kate waved awkwardly.

Turning back around, Kathryn disappeared behind the back of the chair, "Is that it?" She questioned rudely, earning a small glare from the headmistress.

"Yes." Headmistress McGonagall answered, her lips pressing into a thin line. "Kate will take you to Gryffindor Tower so you can get settled."

The young fourth year stood up from the chair and made her way over to Kate, whose eyes looked the girl up and down in surprise. She was about four foot eleven but the black suede stilettos she was wearing made her at least five foot three. Her Gryffindor coloured skirt was hiked up so that her ass would most definitely be showing if she even thought about bending over, her school shirt was too tight, and she had left a few buttons open at the top, inviting anyone to cast their eyes where they shouldn't. Her Gryffindor robes hung around her shoulders loosely and were the only thing saving her ass from saying hello to the world. The only thing that didn't scream slut was her makeup. She wore almost none except for a dark cherry lip gloss and a faint amount of mascara.

Kathryn pushed past Kate with a huff as she started down the staircase. Kate pursed her lips, Oh Merlin help me. . .