As every year, the Transfiguration professor pointed out any and all landmarks along the way to help the first years remember the path to their Common Room. Being new in a big school could be scary, and it was her mission to make sure they were as at ease as possible. In seemingly no time at all, they reached the hidden entrance.
“Okay,” she paused, stopping on the stairs. Her pale finger pointed directly to the diamond-shaped chip in the stair near her. “Does everyone see that? You’d best grow acquainted with it and learn to recognize it; that right there is the only indicator of the Teppenpaw Common Room.”
“Unfortunately for those who don’t enjoy a fine dance, the only way to get in is to do the following jig.” Lilac’s feet were almost a blur; she’d gotten very good at the jig over the years. After completing it at high speed, she repeated it as the entrance opened, this time in slow motion. After the last motion, she glanced back to the group of eleven year olds. “I’d like to see you all try it at least once before we enter.”
After that was taken care off, she led the new students inside. “Welcome home,” she smiled. She hoped the Common Room would grow to feel like home to them. “Up this staircase,” she gestured to the respective flight, “is the boys’ dormitories. Up this one,” she pointed to the other, “would be the girls’. Try to remember which is which; if you go up the wrong one--or go up the stairs of the opposite gender purposely--there will be consequences. Do not hesitate to ask me which is which should you forget.”
“Over here,” she went on, “is the bulletin board. On it will be all important fliers or notices. Also, Quidditch sign-ups will go up on there soon, and I’m sure Captain Kirstenna Melcher would be delighted to have new teammates.” Winning wasn’t everything, but Lilac very much liked the idea of her House holding the trophy. “Over there,” she pointed to the door, “is my office.”
“I am Professor Lilac Crosby,” added the woman. She’d waited to give her introduction so as to tie it in with the directional guide. “I’m the Head of House of Teppenpaw, in case you hadn’t figured that out. I’ll also be your Transfigurations professor.” The first years might have been getting bored by now, but she’d let them go soon enough. “As Head of House, I am here to help you, so if you need me at any time, I’m here to listen.”
She looked around for obvious confusion. “Does anyone have any questions for me? Now would be the time to ask.” Her hand ran through her short brown hair, having to tug through slightly; she hadn’t had the time to straighten it, and that was the only way to really keep it from tangling within itself again. She hoped the first years weren’t as confused as her follicles seemed to always be.