Atticus moved aside, watching the woman ascend the stairs at a rapid pace. He couldn't help but notice how elegant she was. Like a moving painting.

He shook himself yet again and started back down the staircase. He smiled to himself in relief. His mother could no longer blackmail him with the possession of his cat. He had a job. He was the new Divination Professor at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

And he worked with a woman he most certainly wouldn't mind seeing on a daily basis.