DREAM (third POV)
'Aww. She's adorable. Anyone would be lucky to have her.' A young woman with curly brown shoulder length hair was leaning over the edge of a cot. 'Of course I will, she's in good hands.' She stretched out her arms and scooped up a baby girl. She turned to the couple next to her; a dark haired man and a red haired woman. The woman smiled slightly at the baby, her eyes full of tears threatening to spill over.
'Thank you, Mrs Partridge.' She said quietly.
'You're welcome.'
'Goodbye.' The woman said as Mrs Partridge started to walk away. The baby looked over Mrs Partridge's shoulder and started wailing. The other woman let her tears fall as she sobbed into the man's clothes.
END DREAM
I woke and sat up, noticing a confused Hermione staring at me.
'What?' I asked.
'You were crying in your sleep, are you ok?' She asked concerned.
'Yeah, I'm fine.' I said and I turned over and face away from her. What was that? I mean it was obviously a dream, but I've never had any like that before. I decided it was nothing and fell back to sleep again.
The next morning went just like any other except when I woke up I had a furry lump on top of my chest. I tried to sit up, but the lump wouldn't move. I groaned.
'Mabel get off.' She just kept sleeping. 'Come on Mabel, I've got to get ready and go down to breakfast.' I tried to push her off, but she wouldn't budge and then I had an idea. 'I can't give you breakfast unless you let me get up.' She opened one of her eyes sleepily and looked at me, but she still refused to move. 'It's not the weekend yet Mabel. It's only Tuesday, we've still got Wednesday, Thursday and Friday before we can sleep in.' It was then that she decided to get off me and jumped onto the floor. I got up after her and did my usually routine. I got dressed, brushed my hair, fed Mabel, grabbed my books and headed downstairs to the common room. Unsurprisingly it was empty, checking the clock on the wall I saw that it was only ten minutes until the Great Hall was open for breakfast. Which is about how long it takes me to get down there if I don't rush. So I headed out the portrait hole and started down the stairs.
When I got there Dumbledore greeted me with a smile along with the other teachers, with the exception of the dark potions professor.
'Good morning Miss Partridge.' Dumbledore greeted.
'Good morning Professor Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, Professor Sprout, Professor Quirrel.........Professor Snape.' I greeted them before sitting down. The rest of the students weren't to far behind me.
'What do you call a Gryffindor who likes food almost as much as Ron Weasley?' Harry asked. We all shrugged. 'Stephanie Partridge.' He replied and we all laughed.
'Very funny, I just happen to like getting up early.' I replied.
'Yeah, about that are you ok? You seemed pretty upset last night.' Mione asked.
'I'm fine.' I replied. 'Anyway what do we have first?'
'Flying lessons.' Harry replied. Apparently it's his favourite lesson and from what I've saw at the quidditch match he's really good. They had their first lesson while I was in the coma and Harry is said to have showed up Malfoy and caught Neville's rememberall and pulled up only inches in front of the window of Professor McGonagall's office. Which was why she put him on the Gryffindor quidditch team and from what I've heard from the other kids he's the youngest seeker in a century. Pretty impressive if you ask me especially for a boy of eleven.
'My first flying lesson, this'll be fun.' I smiled.
'You'll love it, it's great fun.' Harry said grinning broadly.
'I hope that Neville keeps his broom under control this time.' Mione said.
'Why what happened?' I asked.
'Oh his broom went crazy and he fell off and his robes got stuck on a statue, then he fell on to a metal torch holder before his robes ripped and he fell to the ground and broke his wrist.' She replied.
'Ouch, why didn't I see him in the- oh right.' Then it dawned on me, his wrist would have healed faster than I did. 'Anyway let's go.' I said after we ate and we headed out of the castle.
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A Hogwarts Rose Year 1
RandomOne day Stephanie receives a mysterious letter telling her something she never thought possible: she's a witch. What will happen when she makes friends with a certain famous boy wizard, a loveable bookworm and a food loving red head?