Chapter 2:
Disclaimer: I still haven't bought the rights for Harry Potter or the A-Team, so I don't own the characters in here. I probably never will, who would ever sell the rights of those gorgeous stories.
The next day Murdock woke up very early. A moment he lay awake in his bed, trying to figure out what had woken him. Then he remembered. Today was THE day, today he would find out, if he would go to Hogwarts or if it all just had been a cruel joke.
Excited the young boy jumped out of bed and got dressed. He chose a T-shirt that read "I am 3D: Difficult, daffy, different!". When he went into the kitchen of the little flat, his grandma was already standing there, cooking porridge for breakfast.
"Good morning!", Murdock greeted her.
"Good morning, little one", his grandma replied looking up from her work. "Up so soon?", she asked a little surprised. Then she remembered. "You really think that somebody will come, right?"
Murdock didn't answer, he didn't needed, too.
"Well, so I guess you already tidied up your room then?", she asked.
"No, I..."
"Good, you will do this after breakfast and when you finished that you can help me to clean the windows."
So the forenoon was spent busy, making the little flat presentable. Even though HM's grandparents still didn't believe someone was to come, they wanted to be on the safe side. Additionally it kept their excited grandson engaged.
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The forenoon went on, Murdock getting more excited with every passing minute. The letter didn't say when this teacher would come, he or she could ring the doorbell every minute or it could take hours waiting for him/her.
Midday already neared and had happened so far. All the scores were completed now and Murdock had started pacing the floor, not able to contain his agitation anymore, until his grandmother had finally had enough.
She had sent him to his room to read a comic or do whatever as long as he stayed out of her way.
At first Murdock had tried reading, but it was pointless, he just couldn't concentrate on the words in front of him. Finally giving up Murdock settled in just lying on his bed, trying to imagine what this Hogwarts would be like.
After what seemed to be an eternity there was a sudden knock on the window.
That wouldn't have been something to mull over, weren't they expecting visitors and living in the 3rd story.
Immediately the boy jumped to his feet, looking for the source of the noise. Outside of his window on the sill was sitting a striped cat, looking rather pissed.
Murdock never had been and probably never would be the cat kind of guy, never the less he opened the window, letting the cat in, if only because her expression clearly said, that she would take it very personally, if she would have to sit outside in the rain any longer.
Once inside the cat stalked over to the middle of the tiny room – and began to grow.
Right in front of the incredible eyes of a little boy it transformed in a, not much friendlier looking woman.
Shell shocked and fascinated Murdock asked the woman/cat, the cat-woman, the first thing that popped into his mind: "Do you eat mice?"
The cat-woman shot him an odd look. "Mr. Murdock I suppose?", she asked.
"Yes ma'am", he said, remembering his manners. "Can I offer you some tea, or a glass milk maybe?"
Another odd look. "Some tea will do just fine, thank you." This boy surely was something else.
"If you would follow me to the kitchen, please, professor", Murdock suggested, doing his best do make a good impression, his grandmother always told him how important good manners were.
The professor wondered briefly how the boy knew, that she was the professor he was waiting for, but on the other hand he probably hadn't met to many cats who transformed into women yet. Therefore he had taken it all pretty well.
In the kitchen there was a elderly couple sitting around the table, deep in conversation.
They stopped talking at once, when their grandson entered.
"Professor, this are my grandparents", the boy introduced. "Grandma, grandpa, this is professor...", his voice trailed off.
"Professor McGonagall, Headmistress of Hogwarts. I am here to inform you about the school", Minerva introduced herself.
"Sit down, please", the old lady invited.
"Well, that is all a bit new to us and we don't want Murdock to be disappointed, so if you could prove that somehow...", Murdock's grandfather suggested, trying to sound polite, but sounding rather sceptical.
"Could you do that cat-thing again? Please?", Murdock piped up from behind, while he was brewing some tea.
Sighing the professor transformed herself from human to cat and back in front of the incredulous adults. They didn't take it quite as well as their grandson, so they both ended up with a cup of tea, too, to calm down.
Turning to face the boy again the professor asked: "Do you have any questions, anything you don't understand, before I tell you more about the school?"
"Yes, why didn't you come through the door?"
McGonagall seemed to blush slightly at that question.
"Concerning the school!"
"No questions, professor."
"Good. Hogwarts is a school for young wizards and witches. There are several classes in which you will learn to control your magic. You will stay there for the school year, but you can visit home in your holidays. School year begins on September 1. If you want to apply the school I will take you to Diagon Alley, where you can get your school supplies. You will get to school by train, I've got your tickets right here. Everything else you need to know, you will learn there.
Now its your choice, do you want to go to Hogwarts, Mr. Murdock?", she addressed the boy.
"Yes professor, I would love that", was the solemn reply.
Well, I hope you liked this little chapter, thanks for reading. Please let me know, a review would be awesome, it always makes me nervous if I don't get any reviews, it makes me think you don't like it.
Next chapter will be about the trip to Diagon Alley and Murdocks Sorting.
I think it will be only 2 or 3 more chapters, till the Marauders join our little pilot :))