Adelaide awoke Sunday morning with her limbs dangling off the side of her four poster bed, face squished up and drooling upon her feather pillow, listening to the sound of a thick Scottish accent... At first, she thought perhaps she was having a weird dream that involved Minnie (not an unprecedented occurrence), but somewhere along the line she wisened up and realized the real Professor McGonagall was actually standing in her dorm room and peaked open an eye.
In addition to the confusion of seeing her tartan clad transfiguration Professor and head of house in such an unfamiliar place, Adelaide felt a rush of relief that she had spent the night in her own bed rather than with her boys. She could only imagine the look on the strict woman's face if she ever found out she'd spent so many nights snuggled up in the Gryffindor boys' dorm, no matter how innocent it was.
"Marlene, dear..." Minnie said quietly, trying to wake the soundly sleeping girl hidden beneath a heap of honey blonde hair. Adelaide tried to understand why on earth Professor McGonagall would make a personal wake up call for her troubled friend— maybe she had an early morning detention she forgot about? "Marlene...Dear you need to wake up..."
Marlene awoke at last, sitting up quickly, deep blue, sleep filled eyes half open and looking around the room in confusion. "I'm up... I'm up... Just save me some french toast, Lils..." she mumbled to whom she must have thought was Lily as she sat up from her bed.
"Marlene, dear... I need to speak with you in private..." Professor McGonagall said in as gentle a voice as she was capable of possessing. Marlene's head jerked toward the woman in surprise... then Adelaide watched her face pale... she looked like she was either about to burst into tears or start vomiting. Nevertheless, Professor McGonagall helped her put on her robe and walked out the dormitory so that they could speak privately.
Once they were out the door, Adelaide sat up, thick white-blonde hair tied up in a rats nest atop her head (along side the cat ears that Sirius had charmed on her the night before), and looked around the slightly messy dorm room to see Mary sitting up in a similar fashion the next bed over (minus the cat ears).
"What do you think that was all about?" Mary hissed.
"I dunno..." Adelaide answered honestly. "But did you see Marlene's face?"
"Not really... couldn't see much past all the plaid..."
"She looked terrified." Adelaide said, now leaning closer to her best friend.
"Weird... but if McGonagall woke me up I'd probably be terrified too..." Mary shrugged.
"Should we try to follow them?"
Mary snorted. "Addy-bell, I don't think that's a good idea... You are literally the least sneaky person on the planet..."
Adelaide grumbled a bit, but Mary had a point...
"What's with the cat ears?" Mary whispered in confusion, wondering if maybe it was an animagus transformation gone wrong.
"Huh?"
Mary pointed to her friend's head, covering her mouth with her hand to keep from giggling when Adelaide's cat ears began to wiggle.
"Oops! Sirius and I had a little dual last night..." Adelaide chuckled sheepishly, picking her wand up from the bedside table and undoing the jinx.
"Aw... I thought they were cute..." Mary whined.
"Do you think Lily's awake?" Adelaide whispered.
"She's awake." Lily said in a normal voice, eyes still closed from where she lay in her bed. "You two really need to work on your whispering skills..." she grumbled as she sat up.

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The Pureblood Princess | Sirius Black
Fanfiction"Words, Black. Words and sentences..." Adelaide Rose Fawley, member of the sacred 28, The Pureblood Princess, heiress to the Most Noble and Ancient House of Fawley. She grew up amongst the proud, noble, and prejudiced, raised to conform to the belie...