4 Out of the League

The picture was always next to her bed and was taken by Cordelia. It was a picture of her and her mother having fun. They probably were at one of those parks, where Cordelia used to play when she was a child.

"I wish I could go back in time...I wish I could..." Cordelia touched her mother's cheek with her fingertips. "Things shouldn't have been this way..." she mumbled once more.

Cordelia put the picture back on the table and made her way out of her bedroom.

It was 10:00 p.m.; time for breakfast. The young witch inhaled deeply. The strong smell of good quality coffee filled her lungs and a smile was now carved on her lips. Cordelia loved coffee; she couldn't live without it.

In a couple of minutes, the gorgeous witch found herself in the spacious dining room. She made her way to the table and took her seat. None of her students were awake, but it wasn't bothering her, especially now that she needed some time alone. Her mother's death was something that had to be done. It was inevitable. Did she want her to be dead, though?

"What's the point of being sad about her?" she asked herself, "What happened, happened..."

Cordelia took a sip of her warm mug of latte. The liquid managed to warm her up and make her feel a bit better; coffee always was the solution to her problems.

"I hope the girls are ok after this tragedy... we still have work to do..." Cordelia sighed.

"What tragedy are you talking about? This was a blessing! Besides, your mother slit my throat a while ago, remember?" A familiar voice came from the doorway.

Madison.

The blonde girl approached the table lazily. Her rude attitude always annoyed Cordelia, but she never showed it. She knew better than revealing her emotions or thoughts to people like Madison.

The rude girl stuffed her mouth with a strawberry and vanilla cupcake. "So now that the filthy slut we called our Supreme is dead, what are going to do?"

"The usual stuff, Madison... the ritual every witch needs to do to become the next Supreme..." Cordelia was not excited about it.

"Ooooooohhhh, and when do we start?? Could we start today please???"

"Are the other girls sleeping?"

"Yes..."

"I'll tell Delphine to wake them up..." Cordelia blurted with a sigh and rang the bell she always used to call the housemaid, Delphine.

The housemaid came into the dining room a couple of minutes later. Her eyes were fixated on Cordelia with a hint of curiosity.

"You asked for me, lady Cordelia?"

"Just call me Cordelia... and yes, I would like you to go and wake up the other girls... we have work to do today..."

"As you like...Cordelia." Delphine gave her a polite now and made her way upstairs to wake up the other witches.

"And you, Madison, have to promise me you won't make anything that will make me regret this..."

"You have my word, Cordelia..." Madison said, and a devious smile sat upon her lips.

She was ready to do whatever was necessary to become the one and only Supreme of the Coven.

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Albus was sitting on the corner of Fiona's bed; she looked so peaceful when sleeping. A melancholic sigh escaped his pink lips. There was work to be done with the witch in front of him, and he was aware of it. It would not be easy, and it would take time, but he knew it was going to be okay.

But before that, he had to make sure he could finally take Fiona out of the infirmary. Albus wanted to show and teach the Supreme a lot of the things she needed to know to survive in the Hogwarts way of life. He could only hope that Fiona was interested in learning.

Dumbledore's heart started beating faster when Madame Pomfrey came into the infirmary holding a tray with a cup of tea, a glass of water and some chocolate.

"Good morning, Poppy. How are feeling?" Albus asked, his voice raspy.

"Good morning to you too, sir. Everything's fine! What happened that brought you here?" Poppy chirped happily.

"I wanted to make sure if it's alright to take Mrs. Goode out of here and start showing her around..."

"Well, let me wake her up, give her some tea and chocolate, and then you can do whatever you like, she replied while shaking Fiona softly.

In a matter of seconds, the Supreme was awake. Her vision was blurry and her head was feeling a tad heavy. She didn't dare say anything until her vision normalized. When she saw Poppy and Albus sitting by her side, Fiona felt instantly better.

"Here, drink some tea and have some chocolate! Then, you can go with professor Dumbledore. He will show you around!"

"Thanks, I guess... That's so kind of you!" said Fiona weakly giving them a smile of gratitude. "I truly appreciate it...oh, the tea is wonderful!" She enthusiastically exclaimed making Albus and Poppy chuckle.

"Glad you like it! Well, I'm going to finish some work I need to do. Call me if you need anything." Madame Pomfrey said and left the two alone.

Some minutes had passed and none of them spoke. They seemed to be enjoying the silence that was early dancing in the room. The soft noises of Fiona drinking her tea and eating her chocolate were the only other noises that could be heard in the room.

"Did you sleep well, Mrs. Goode?" Albus asked when Fiona had finally finished her breakfast.

"Yes, sir, I did..." Fiona hummed.

"I'm glad to hear that. If you don't mind, I would like you to join me for a walk around Hogwarts today. I will tell you everything you need to know. You can provide me with some information about your world later on, if you'd like."

Fiona did not need to think about it twice. She agreed right away.

"Alright then. Here, let me help you..." said the older man offering his hand.

The Supreme took it happily and with his precious help, she was finally out of bed. There was one little problem, though.

"My clothes look horrific... I mean I slept with them and...and... oh, who am I kidding, it's fine!" Fiona chuckled nervously.

"Worry not, my lady. Follow me. I was thinking about showing you were your chambers are before we started our little adventure. You can take a bath, wear some new clothes...and please do consider wearing a pair of traditional Hogwarts robes. They're going to be neutral, as you still are not sorted in any of the four houses... You can find everything in the closet..." Dumbledore said while they got out of the infirmary.

A sigh of relief escaped Fiona's lips. She was finally out of the infirmary and on top of that she was in a place where she felt... safe. Oh, how great life would be now that she was away from those girls she considered them to be her family...

"Is everything ok?" Asked Albus.

"Yeah, everything's fine, it's just that... this whole thing seems weird and wonderful at the same time..."

"You'll get used to it, child. We'll do everything we can to help you. Worry not as Hogwarts is now your home, and we are your family..."

Fiona was now in heaven. 'Hogwarts is your home, and we are your family...'. A phrase so simple, yet so wonderful. Her heart was now full of happiness that she finally heard someone say those few words.

"I just hope you do not give up on me..." She thought and followed Albus' steps.

This was going to be very exciting...