The room was brighter than last time, but it was the same Transfiguration classroom. Professor McGonagall was up at her desk keeping a watchful eye on her students. Today they were turning kittens into tea cups and back again. Bonus points if you could make a saucer to match.

Gwen gazed around again, trying to take in as much of her surroundings as humanly possible. McGonagall pulled out from behind her desk and marched down the aisle to Gwen's desk. "May I help you Ms. LeFey?"

"No, Professor, I was just seeing what everyone else was doing."

"You should be less concerned about everyone else and more concerned about yourself. I'm not certain you'll be properly prepared for exams this year. Your complete lack of concentration is astounding. This is the second time I've spoken to you and from now on I expect perfect marks."

"Yes Professor." She said softly, gazing at her hands.

McGonagall turned heel as Gwen sighed quietly. That went well, she thought, rolling her eyes at her own behavior.

Finally she decided that she might as well try the spell they were all attempting. She waved her wand, quietly chanting words she wasn't even aware she understood and before her eyes the little brown kitten sitting on her desk a moment ago was replaced by a blue ceramic tea cup resting on a perfectly matching blue saucer with a neatly folded napkin underneath.

She smiled, amazed at her own handiwork. McGonagall nodded, as if she finally understood something about her least attentive student.

When Gwen finally returned to the Gryffindor common room she found herself bursting with questions. How was this working? Not only could she work the magic required of a Hogwart's student, but she suddenly had an entire working knowledge of the past 6 years she had been enrolled in Hogwarts.

She didn't understand it herself. This was only the second dream, and yet she had 6 years worth of memories to sort through, including her own sorting into Gryffindor house.

She plunked into a chair by the fire and Lucille, her precious black cat padded up to her. She had been a gift from her late father and she felt with some certainty that she was her familiar.

But wait, Gwen's mind buckled. Her father was still alive in the real world and she didn't own any pets because her brother and sister were allergic. But she wasn't in the real world.

She was in Hogwarts and she simply had to accept this reality in order to operate within it.

Harry Potter padded into the room and smiled at her broadly. "Hey Gwen. How was your day?"

Gwen nearly burst out loud with laughter. I know Harry Potter? Oh good lord. "Fine Harry. And you?"

"Well, except for double potions, excellent." He said while taking an adjacent chair.

There was something about the way he sat near her that made her nervous. He was good looking in that tall, skinny kind of way. He had matured quite a bit since his first year and now that he was heading into his fifth year, well he was becoming quite the catch.

"Hi Lucille." Harry said softly, stroking her belly as she rolled under his fingers for more.

To be continued in Episode Two