As the four wizards walked up to the castle, Jack began to feel nervous. "Um, what about our trunks?" he asked. "They will be in your rooms when you get there," the woman responded. She led the three students through the entrance Hall and turned abruptly to the left. She quickened her pace even though none of the other students had arrived. They took many unfamiliar twists and turns until they came to a door. When they reached it, the woman turned around. "Stay here. I will be back shortly," she said, giving them an all too familiar stare. With that, the woman opened the door and quickly closed it.
"She reminds me of McGonagall," Jack whispered in Cam's ear. "You're just saying that because you suck up to all your teachers," she snapped back, refusing to look at her brother. After a few minutes later, the woman reappeared. "Follow me," she commanded. She led them inside which turned out to be an office. "Sit down," she continued, gesturing to three chairs set in front of a desk. Behind the desk were not one but two chairs. A door on the right wall opened and Professors McGonagall and Snape emerged, both looking rather worried. They each took a seat behind the desk.
"Now I want you three to explain what happened," Professor McGonagall said. Professor Snape glared at the woman standing patiently behind the students. "I had nothing to do with it Professor," Jack said. "If I hadn't grabbed Cam, Malfoy would probably be dead." "Suck up," Cam whispered. McGonagall's gaze came to rest on Cameron. "What Miss Williams, did you do to Mr. Malfoy?" she asked. For some reason, Professor Snape was still glaring angrily at the young woman although she ignored him completely. "He was annoying me, so I taught him a lesson," she remarked simply. "A lesson! You tried to barbeque me!" Draco shouted as he rose to his feet. "Malfoy sit down," Professor Snape commanded. "Well you all have a week's detention and 10 points a piece will be deducted from your houses," McGonagall said. "You may go to the Great Hall and wait for the rest of your classmates," she then instructed. The three sixth years got up and left the room. "Severus, can you please leave. I need a word with our newest staff member," Professor McGonagall said calmly. "Of course Minerva," he said and quickly left the office.
"I do believe your Potions Master has a staring problem," the young woman said humorously. "Oh Elizabeth, he was just uncomfortable," Professor McGonagall said. "He just doesn't know you." "So who will be giving those three their detention?" Elizabeth asked. "You of course," Professor McGonagall said. "Right. Back at Salem usually the teacher who doled the detention gave it," Elizabeth murmured. "Well, I a sense won't that be what is happening?" Professor McGonagall asked the young woman. "Yes, I suppose so," Elizabeth said. The two women left the office and headed for the great hall.
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The following morning, the students were given their schedules. "What do you have for morning classes?" Jack asked Christina at breakfast. "First I have Defense Against the Dark Arts with the Slytherins and then Transfiguration," she said. "Me too," Jack replied. 'That means Cam has them too,' he thought uncomfortably. The students hurried to their respective classes after breakfast.
As Cam looked around the room at her classmates she was a bit displeased. She wasn't looking forward to having her first two classes of the morning with Gryffindor and especially Harry Potter. 'He's such an overrated nobody' she thought. She looked across the room and saw Jack and Christina holding hands. Just then the door opened and the woman who had brought she, Jack and Draco to McGonagall and Snape walked in. "Alright. Obviously if you are here you got either and E or an O on your O.W.L.'s," she began. "Now I believe introductions are in order. My name is Elizabeth McGonagall. You may not call me by my first name or anything except Professor McGonagall," she said glaring at Draco. Harry raised his hand. "Yes Mr. Potter?" she asked. "Are you related to the other Professor McGonagall?" he asked. "Yes as a matter of fact I am. She is my mother," Elizabeth said. "Oh and if any of you give her trouble, you will answer to me," she said her deep smoky topaz eyes flashed in warning.
"Now let's begin shall we," she said. She removed her robes to reveal sneakers, grey sweatpants and a sleeveless matching shirt. The students merely gawked at her apparel. "I need to be comfortable to teach," she said as if reading their minds. "Ok, I'm going to pair you off," She began. "Malfoy, you and Granger. Weasley, and Potter," she continued. By the time she got to the end of the list, Jack and Cameron were the only ones left. "And you two," she said nodding at them. "Now to refresh our minds we are going to practice disarming for about ten minutes and then move on to repelling and summoning spells. As the students began practicing Professor McGonagall walked up to Jack and Cam and took them aside. "Given your family lineage, you two are to under no circumstances use your sorcery in this classroom," she said. "Do I make myself unmistakably clear?" "Yes Ma'am," they muttered in unison. "Now go practice," she instructed. The students practiced until the end of class. "Your assignment for tonight is a list of spells you need to work on so that I can make sure we cover everything this year," she said. The bell rang and the students rushed out.
In Transfiguration, Professor McGonagall entered the classroom and was immediately greeted with hands in the air. "Yes Mr. Malfoy?" she asked. "Why did Professor Dumbledore higher your daughter? Did you see the way she was dressed?" he asked seeming very insulted. She took a deep breath. "Mr. Malfoy, I advise you do not question Professor Dumbledore's staff choices and it is none of my business nor yours how my daughter chooses to dress," she said. "If Professor Dumbledore thinks it inappropriate then he will take matters into his own hands," she added. For the rest of class she had the students practicing a spell that changed flyswatters into self-attaching chain restraints.
The rest of the day went smoothly. Harry, Ron, Hermione, Jack and Christina met after dinner to do their homework. Meanwhile, out on the Quidditch pitch, the Slytherin Team was practicing. Both Draco and Taylor were on it. Draco played Seeker and Tay played keeper. Cameron wandered the halls, thoughts racing through her mind. Suddenly, a voice disrupted her thoughts. "Miss Williams, where are Mr. Malfoy and your brother/" asked Elizabeth. "How should I know?" she asked. Reluctantly Cam and Professor McGonagall went and found Jack and Draco. "I figured you three would forget about our little meeting called detention tonight," she said. She led them back to the office that they were in the day before. "Now, seeing that I am the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher and you three got in trouble for using selected forms of the Dark Arts, your detention will be spent writing me a 60,000 word essay on how the Dark Arts not only is expressed through magic but through emotions," she said. "If you do not finish tonight, you will continue tomorrow or until you are done," she added. "You are welcome to my library," she finished, pointing to shelves lined with thick-bound volumes. The three slowly took out quills and lots of parchment. Each got up and selected a few volumes and began to look through them. 'This is going to take forever,' Jack and Cam thought. 'Wait until my father hears about this,' Draco thought angrily to himself.
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