Changing from within

Chapter Three

                                                                            Changing from Within

                                                                                   Chapter Three

                                                                            An Eventful Breakfast

My dream of parrots taking over the world is interrupted by an annoyingly cheerful voice telling me to wake up.

Instead of awakening, I turn over groaning.

"Louise," the annoyingly perky voice continues, ignoring my groaning, "it is time to face the day and make brand new memories. It is currently twenty-two degrees outside and sunny. Lovely weather for a Friday."

Friday? I thought it was Wednesday?

"What's the date?" I ask, lifting my hands up to rub at the sleep knitting my eyes shut.

"It is Friday, August the second," August!? It was April yesterday! "Nineteen ninety one."

Then it triggers.

I'm at Hogwarts! I'm actually at Hogwarts and I have a wand and I can do magic!

And I'm in Slytherin. I'm a muggleborn. In the house that famously hates muggleborn's.

Steph and Megan and Hannah and Gregor and Adam and Katherine are all in different houses. I have to face this alone!

We are still at Hogwarts. This really isn't a dream.

"Oh. My. Rassilon!" I scream, fully awake as the realization properly sinks in. I leap out of my bed, popping out of the curtains to face a blurry wall.

Groaning, I turn and crawl over the other side of the bed to where a nightstand is sitting, within the curtains. Grabbing my glasses, I look at the nightstand where a silver stand nightlight is sitting on the dark brown wood.

Crawling back out from the bed, I head to my suitcase and pull out a comfortable pair of jeans and T-Shirt, pulling the cloak from last night from where it had been launched over the end of the large bed.

Seeing the other curtains still closed, I go to the end of my bed, between the door and the sheets, to get changed, shaking off the weirdness at suddenly being in a much smaller and flatter body.

By the time I finish in the bathroom, the other girls had gotten up. Millicent is already lining up for use of the bathroom.

"This better not become a common thing." She moans lightly, with a slight quirk of her lips as she walks in behind me.

"You'll need to wake up earlier," I smile back as she closes the door.

I open the curtains on my bed and make it before heading back to my trunk, staring from it to the cupboard opposite the bed.

"Will we have lessons today?" I ask as I try and decide my next move.

"Yes," Daphne says as she walks out of the room, not looking at us. I blink at the bluntness but take the initiative to pack a bag.

I take my wand first, placing it in a side pocket, within easy reach.

I search through the suitcase, past the folded up clothes and underwear, the note from yesterday, and put a handful of parchment into a back pack I find at the bottom. Finding a bottle of ink, I place that and a feather quill in a side pocket of the bag.