My Own Treachery

Chapter 2 | It Has Chosen You

Walking down the stairs and onto the main floor. Walking into the main entry room, where the pearl white tiled floor gleamed. The walls were tall with a light grayish blue color, the large windows had a light golden colored drapes. 

I then followed my father down a hallway that matched the main room. walking past doors. We then walked to the end where a pair of like glass doors were, my father reached to the knob, pushing the door open.

the inside had a dark blue carpet with deep brown colored rosewood bookshelves that were as tall as the room, with two large arched windows on the sides, on the opposite side of the door to the house was another pair of matching glass doors that went out into the garden. The book shelves were filled with various books. In the middle of the room was a large round table that had food and drinks on it.

The room had a lot of people within it. I took a gulp of breath, as my father spoke, I must've stopped breathing. "Come my dear, meet the people you must best." He lead me to a man whom was shorter than I was, I assume he was part something.

"Hello, Rowan, good to see you again" He spoke with a light, happy tone" He then looked from my father to me, "This must be Amber Rose I presume? Or is it Ava Romulea? I can never tell when I see pictures, you both share a common beauty that must be a given, being decendents of the Rowena"

"Greetings, Filius, this one is Amber Rose" My father introduced us, "Amber Rose, this is Filius Flitwick, Professor over charms and the head of Ravenclaw."

I reached my hand out, as a greeted him, "Salutations" keeping my annoyance out of my voice. Being mistaken for my sister. I'm not alike her. Ava and I were nothing alike, aside from genes.

He took my hand into his warm and sweaty hand, "Nice to meet you my dear." He quickly pulled his hand out of mine, "My, aren't you just cold at the touch." he noted, then he looked to my shoulder where the soft warm body of Capone, "My, what an odd choice for a pet."

"Unlike Ava, Amber has terrible anxiety" My father continued to explain, "the little creature isn't a pet, it is used her to stay relaxed. It'll be seen with her most if not all the time"

The feeling of annoyance grew, Capone wasn't an 'it' he was precise to me. I felt a pair of warm hands on my arm, pulling me away from the two men. I turned to the person holding me, it was none other than Ava.

"Mom wants you to meet the students" She informed me,

"No Ava, Amber needs to meet the professors as do you" Our father spoke up, before Ava could drag me away.

With that he led us to a group of three, I could recognize one of them as, Albus Dumbledore, a tall man with long white auburn hair that went into his beard. The headmaster of Hogwarts, one would have to be a bloody buffoon not to know who he was. Standing with him was an woman with grey black hair that was styled with a bun. The other man in the group had shoulder length black hair that looked as if it were coated in oil. He looked as if he wasn't pleased to be here.

"Albus, Minerva, Serveus" Our father greeted them, causing the three to look from him to, both Ava and myself, as he introduced us, "these are Ava Romulea and Amber Rose, children, these are, your future professors Severus Snape, Minerva McGongall and-"

"Albus Precival Wulfric Brain Dumbledore, not only the headmaster of Hogwarts but also, Chief Warlock of the Wizengamort, Supreme Mugwump, along with various other titles" I intrrupted already knowing whom he was, reading and not being utterly daft of the common knowledge. I could feel my fathers hand on my shoulder tighten, obviously displeased by my interruption.

Dumbledore gave a soft smile, showing his whiteish teeth, "You may refer to me as Dumbledore, young Ravenclaw" He winked in a joking matter, then looked to Ava, then back to me, "My spitting images of Rowena Ravenclaw herself" he noted. They then engaged in a conversation with our father about the ministry, allowing the chance for Ava and I to slip away.