:: Professor Ganymede gave a wicked smile and an excited laugh. "You heard about me?" She asked surprised. She didn't know she was that popular at school.

Smoothing out her black and green robes to look even more presentable, she sat at her desk. She conjured a black tea pot and cups and motioned for Rosalie to sit also.

She looked at Rosalie with curiousity and asked, "What did you hear? Be honest." She was calm and quite interested. She sipped the tea and waited to hear the news. ::

Adam came to Professor Ganymede office and he knocked on the door

:: Professor Ganymede grunted and held up a finger to Rosalie. "One moment Rosalie."

She swept over to her door and opened it. "Well.. Hello. Please come in." She said unenthusiastically.

"Please, sit." She showed him to the other chair.

"Please. Can I do something for you." She asked as nicely as she could. She really wanted to hear what her old house was saying about her, but that would have to wait. Instead she sat back down at her desk and conjured another cup of tea for the new arrival. "Tea?" She asked him. ::

"Um no thank you, Professor i wanted to talk to you about the transfiguration lesson when my hair was changing colors" he said sitting down

:: Professor Ganymede Craft frowned. "Yes, I noticed that."

Professor Craft began shifting her eyes away from Adam. Her hand was shaking a little as she held her tea cup. She kept fixing her sleeve with her other hand.

"What would you like to know?" She squeaked through gritted teeth. ::

Tonya walked up to professor Ganymede's office and knocked on the door.

:: Another knock came on the door, Professor Craft dropped her teacup onto the desk.


"Oh dear, wonder who that is?" Ganymede siezed the oppurtunity and ran to the door. "Come on in!" She opened it to reveal a Slytherin girl. "Take a seat. Seems like I'm having quite a party today." She smiled and conjure two new cups.

"Isn't this a fun day? Did everyone get to meet Professor Lainey yet?" She asked changing the subject. ::

Adam said to Professor Grnymede "well i wanted to let u know why it was doing that is because i am am metamorphus and i change my appearance at anytime at will" he said changing into the professor and he said "see i can change it anyone at anytime" and he changed back to himself

"yes professor I have met professor Lainey." Tonya said to the professor.

Adam said "is Professor Lainey the Flying Instuctor?"

"No Professor Fox does Flying Professor Lainey teaches History of Magic." said tonya turning to the Hufflepuff boy.

"Did Lainey do flying at one piont?" he said to the slytherin

"I'm not sure." Tonya replied. "Did professor Lainey ever teach flying professor?"

Rosalie sat down, straight backed in the chair, and crossed her legs without thinking. She looked much like the doll her mother had always wanted to mold her into.

Before she could respond to Professor Craft’s questions, a knock came at the door. She shut her mouth, and listened to the greeting, her eyes laughing when she would not. Picking up her cup of tea, Rosalie sipped at the concoction as she listened to the conversations going on around her in silence

“Hello Adam.” She greeted him pleasantly, smiling at him. Not saying any more, she took another sip of her drink, laughing softly when another knock came at the door. Her mouth full, she nodded at Tonya in greeting.

She absently looked around the room, her eyes again falling on the Slytherin robes. She was thrilled at the idea for reasons she could fully explain, and then she noticed the broom. Quidditch player? She though, and contemplated asking her. Instead, she took another sip of her tea, waiting for the crowd to die down.

"hello Rosalie." replying to her nod

It was difficult not to feel aggravated by the sudden flood of students. She had no intention of talking above a throng of other students. One way or another, Rosalie wasn’t particularly known for her patience. She was a girl on a mission, which involved talking to Professor Craft at the moment.

“If you haven’t any purpose for coming, would you mind taking this conversation somewhere else?” Rosalie asked, impolitely.

She felt awful, not long after, and wished she hadn’t said anything. But it was too late for wishes. She locked her eyes on the wall in front of her, hoping she didn’t get in trouble for saying that to another student. Not wanting to speak again, she filled her mouth with the last drops of her tea.

"I'm sorry for intruding rosa i just came in to speak with Professor Craft."

"As did we all," She answered, after she had finally swallowed.

Officially deciding she’d put her foot in mouth, Rosalie crossed her arms over her chest, and turned to the shelves leaning against the wall, examining the pictures there. Rosalie was surprised that Professor Craft didn’t look much older in the picture of her by the school train than she did now. Which, in Rosalie's opinion, explained a lot.

Her brown eyes wandered over a few pictures of boys. One was glaring at the camera, Rosalie laughed at that one, the other was in Paris. She immediately envied him, and Professor Craft, who she assumed was behind the camera. She’d always wanted to go to Paris.

In the series of green frames, the one with cracked glass caught her eye. The mans robes glittered, as did his hands which were bearing several gold rings.

:: Professor Ganymede Craft spit her tea out and dropped her second cup of tea. In the bat of an eyelash and under the protection of the tattered ball cap, the Professors hair went from reddish to a light yellow then to a deep shade of auburn. It was a very quick reaction to seeing herself sitting infront of her, then seeing just the young Hufflepuff.

It rattled the Professor's nerves. She was shaking and her face was pale "That's 5 points from Hufflepuff. Get that under control and NEVER impersonate me or anyone else in the school." She sternly muttered. Soon she rose to her feet. "Adam, Don't do that. You can't be showing that off", she added trying to sound less frightening.

She walked a few paces by the shelf with the pictures on it. "Professor Lainey, Have you ever been in her office. It's a wonderful room of blues." She changed the subject once again to the History of Magic Professor.

She absentmindedly picked up the picture with the glaring boy in it. She placed the picture on the shelf above it next to a sock.

"Is there anything else you all need?" She forced a smile and sat back at her desk. ::

Tippin ran into the crowded office, an expression of panic and fear on his face. "Professor! Professor! A girl has elf-napped Algamus in the kitchens! Tippin has bound her, but Tippin thinks she will get away soon! Tippin's magic is not very strong. Please help, Professor!" He said, hopping from foot to foot, anxious to get back with the professor to save the Head Elf.

:: Professor Ganymede stood and listened closely to the squeaky elf. She had a soft spot for them since the Hubert/Borr days. She straightened up and nodded.

"I'm coming!" She said frantically as she pulled out her wand. She ushered the remaining students out of her office. "Come some other time. We can talk later!" She promised them before locking her office door and running to help the house elf in peril. ::

....... Minutes later.....

:: Professor Ganymede returned, a bit out of breath.

"Come back inside. Nothing is wrong. Except that Slytherin is slowly slithering to the top." She giggled and opened her office door.

Motioning them inside and then stepping inside herself, she took her seat at her desk.

"More tea?" She conjured herself yet another cup. Trying to relax, she removed her ball cap and pulled her dark auburn hair into a pony tail.

"What were we talking about before I had to rescue an elf?" She asked with a grin.

She was amused and relieved that she was successful at rescuing the elf and that she got to take points off rival houses. ::

"Um thank you for the tea professor Craft. I think i'll come back and talk to you when your a little less busy."said Tonya turning to professor.

:: Professor Craft nodded in agreement and said, "Yes, seems I'm a bit busy. If you'd rather talk later thats ok." She looked to the others, "If you want to stay thats alright."

She smiled and continued, "Rosalie, didn't you want to tell me something?"

She crossed her legs and leaned back in her chair. Her eye glanced at the picture of the young man who was glaring and she smiled. That's two house elves I helped rescue, she thought to herself. ::

"Professor i was not trying to show it off i wanted to show u because of the hair problem and i will never try and imporsante anyone including i just picked someone and im sorry it had to be u i picked but i hope u realize that i will never be mena or abuse my speaical power i have professor" Adam said politly

:: Professor Craft's gaze turned from her shelf, to the hufflepuff. "Still, You should be more careful." She explained.

"If your hair keeps changing colors, wear a hat. In fact I have an extra hat you could have." She sprung from her chair and to the chained crate. Lifting the old school robe, she began to dig and sort through some old clothes. There was some old gowns from Yule balls of the past and a few green scarves.

Finally, she pulled out a ball cap. It was similar to the one she wore, but it was completely green and plain. "Here, I never wore this one." She walked over to Adam and handed it to him.

"Until you learn how to keep your cool. Just shove this on your head in times of need." She patted him on the head kindly before taking her seat again at her desk. ::