Nobara: Okay, I've done Inuyasha & YYh but now I'm going to do a Harry
Potter one.
Hiei: The wizard?
Nobara: Yes and why are you here?
Hiei: Everyone else is busy
Nobara: What do you think I am?
Hiei::pouty eyes::
Nobara: Fine, you can stay here; meet Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, and Hermione Granger
above mentioned 3: Hello
Hiei: Hn...
Nobara: I didn't own IY or YYH what makes you think I own Harry Potter too?
Another year, the last one in fact, Harry thought to himself as he watched the scenery roll by outside the train. Ron and Hermione were sitting across from him chatting about something or other, he'd lost interest in the conversation a while before. Out in the hall he could hear Ron's sister Ginny yelling at someone, more than likely her beau Draco. How they got together he'd never know, but Ginny kept him on a short leash which was always amusing to watch. Ron didn't agree with the match of course, when he'd finally figured it out the year before Harry had thought that he would strangle Malfoy without a second thought. Luckly over the summer Ron and Hermione had spent alot of time together, no matter how much they denied it, anyone could tell that they cared more for the other than themselves.
The lone wolf, third wheel, he sighed mentally. Time passed quickly on the train, Ginny had joined them, taking a seat by Harry she had her arms folded across her chest and said nothing. Malfoy had pissed her off yet again, but within a hour they's be back to being lovey dovey, something that was very disturbing to watch seeing everyone was use to Draco being a jerk twenty-four seven. Night had fallen when they pulled into the Hogsmead (a/n: I think that's right, correct me if I'm wrong) and began unloading the train. Hagrid was in the same place he'd been the past six years to welcome the first years.
Harry sighed and walked on the otherside of Ron who was still chatting happily with Hermione. He smiled, his two best friends. They were meant for each other as Ginny sighed dreamily and often when she wasn't repreminding Draco for something, she seemed more like a nanny sometimes instead of a girlfriend. Harry agreed with the redhead, but he couldn't help but be pulled in two ways because of it. He was happy for him but it left him all alone too. Not that minded that much, he'd been alone for most of his life. All he'd ever cared for being taken away from him. That was his main reason for not finding a girlfriend. His crush on Cho Chang had ended rather abruptly the last time she'd gotten mad at him for the slightlest misunderstanging.
They had came to the carriages and climbed into them before Harry had really realized they had. He did this alot lately, space off and brood. He closed his eyes and sat back, arms folded across his chest. Hermione glanced at Harry and bit her lip, "Are you alright Harry?" she asked. Harry snapped awake, "Yes, I'm fine. Just a bit tired," he said and looked back out the window to watch the castle he called home grow bigger and bigger on the horizon. They were greeted at the top of the flight of stairs by Professor McGonagal as normal and sent to the banquet hall. It looked just as it normally did, all the teachers sat in their appropriate places. Except for the seat on the right of Snape, the seat that hosted a different teacher every year.
The upper years took their seats and began talking amongst themselves as they waited for the first years to arrive. Neville sat to Harry's left, Ron his right, and Hermione in front of him, just like always. When the doors finally opened and McGonagal came in leading the pack of wide eyed first years the others began to grow quiet. It was a good sized group, about fifty maybe. As always McGonagal began to explain the sorting hat and calling names to sort. By the end there were ten Hufflepuffs, fifteen Ravenclaws, fifteen Slytherins, and ten Gryffindors. Dumbledore clapped his hands to get everyone's attention and for the seventh year in a row Harry listened to him lay down the rules.
Another clap and food appeared on the table, "Now, let's eat," said the white haired headmaster as he sat down. Harry looked at Hagrid who waved and smiled, Harry returned the friendly gesture, it was good to be back. Twenty minutes hadn't passed before the large doors at the end of the hallway were flung open. In stepped two women, or rather, in hobbled two women. One was supporting the other who was apparently unconcious, both bleeding heavily. Long silvery black hair was pulled back into ponytails that hung down their backs to just below their shoulders blades. The one who supported the other was using a sword as a crutch as she hobbled halfway down the aisle to about where Harry and Ron sat.
"D-Dumbledore," the one gasp as she stumbled under the weight of her companion. Their clothes were similar, a plain blue skirt that came down to nearly half a foot above her knee and was ragged and stained. Her top was like a white bikini top looking garment that tied behind her neck and halfway down her back. Silver bands were on her upper and fore arms. Hagrid hurried from his seat and picked up the unconcious one bridal style. "Thank you Hagrid," gasped the other as she leaned heavily on her sword. She looked at the half giant with eyes that seemed to shimmer all the colors of the rainbow. She swayed slightly and Harry put a hand on her shoulder to steady her as he stood up, a reflex.
The woman turned to look at him, she looked so young, probably not much older than himself if that, he thought. Her eyes widened at the sight of Harry, "Potter..." she mumbled softly and fell backwards. Harry quickly caught her and stared at the maiden, she had known who he was but who was she? Dumbledore came up to him, "Harry take our guests to the hospital wing where Madame Pomfrey can tend to them," he said. Harry nodded and gently picked up the girl bridal style and followed Hagrid. Looking at the floor he saw that their blood carpeted the floor and trailed down the hallway, they more than likely wouldn't live from all the lost blood.
But the closer he looked at the blood the more amazed he became, these girls were definately not human. Their blood was black, black as the night outside but in the light it shimmered with a silvery rainbow effect. He'd only saw blood close to this once before when he, Draco, Ron, Hermione,and Hagrid had found the dying unicorn as a first year. The one who's blood covered the forest floor in a shimmering green (a/n: Wow, I made a whole paragraph on the subject of blood. xD ). They had been fighting something, the blood that covered them was indeed their own but also dark blue and red streaked their faces and arms. Reaching their destination Harry laid the girl down gently in the bed next to the one Hagrid had laid the other one in. Madame Pomfrey immediately began to tend to them.
"C'mon 'Arry, let them rest," said Hagrid walking out. The wizard nodded and was about to follow when he felt a hand gently grasping his wrist. "Don't go yet Potter," she said softly without opening her eyes. This gesture truely amazed Harry, that she was able to speak, much less move from all that he guessed she'd been through. Not quite sure what to do he turned and looked at the headmaster who had followed them. "You may stay for as long as she wants you to, I'll excuse you. Your friend Hermione can catch you up if you miss your classes tomarrow," said the kindly old man with a smile. Harry nodded, "Thank you Dumbledore," he said. Madame Pomfrey dragged a chair over to the bedside for him to sit in.
"Tell me about Lily and Remus, Sirius, everyone. It's been so long," she said softly. Once again the barely there woman had shocked Harry, she had mistaken him for his father. "Um, well. Sirius isn't around anymore, neither is Lily. I'm not James, I'm his son Harry," the wizard explained to her. "Figured as much. It seemed a little odd that James Potter was still in his seventh year at Hogwarts," she replied weakly. "Sarina, you don't need to waste your energy," said Madame Pomfrey coming over and putting a hand on her forehead to check for a fever. "I'm not sick Pomfrey old girl, just lacking alot of blood," she replied opening her eyes. The multi colored orbs dazzled Harry once more as they looked from the nurse to Harry, "Thank you for staying here Potter," she said.
Harry nodded, "No problem," he replied. "Where's my sister?" she asked sitting up. Madame Pomfrey took the chance to clean and bandage Sarina's torso and arms, "She's in the next bed," replied Harry. Sarina moved to the side of her bed and grabbed her sword. "Sarina I must object to you moving so much," said Madame Pomfrey as she tried to get her to lay back down. She waved her away and stood up, using the sword as a crutch stumbled to her sister's bed. "Sabrina (a/n: The amazing power of one letter! lol)," she said gently stroking her cheek with her thumb. "Sarina," came a soft reply from the girl. Sarina's eyes widened and she clutched her sister's hands. "You're okay," she said in a relieved tone. "No I'm not. Sarina I'm not going to live much longer," replied Sabrina softly as she tried to open her eyes.
Harry was amazed, these two had lost nearly all their blood but were still talking and one of them was moving. "Don't say that, Pomfrey will take care of you, she'll make you better," said Sarina. The one called Sabrina shook her head slightly and opened her eyes, just as entracing as Sarina's. "No, their poison is in my system for good. Take the pendent and remember me as a warrior, and not as the helpless maid before you now," Sabrina replied. Sarina's eyes welled up as she leaned forward and kissed Sabrina's cheek, "As you wish," she said and sat back up. "Good-bye," said Sabrina softly as she went limp. Sarina reached out and gently closed her sister's eyes. "I'm sorry," said Harry gently, walking over and laying a hand on her shoulder. Sarina waved his hand away, "Don't be, she was a warrior. She wouldn't have had it any other way," she replied and leaned forward gently and unclasp the pendent from Sabrina's neck.
When she pulled the necklace away from her neck, Sabrina began to fade away, like an apparition. Her form becoming lighter and lighter until she could no longer be seen. Harry watched in amazement as Sarina hobbled back to her bed to lay down as Madame Pomfrey was nagging her to do, something told him this wasn't going to be just another average year.
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Nobara: I hope you liked that, I forgot how to spell some of the names but give me credit for trying.
Hiei::talking with Harry:: Okay, if you're a wizard, could you change her into a frog for me? ::points to Nobara::
Harry: I could but you wouldn't want her as a frog would you?
Hiei: Yes!
Nobara: Out of the goodness of my heart I'll ignore that --
Hiei: The wizard?
Nobara: Yes and why are you here?
Hiei: Everyone else is busy
Nobara: What do you think I am?
Hiei::pouty eyes::
Nobara: Fine, you can stay here; meet Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, and Hermione Granger
above mentioned 3: Hello
Hiei: Hn...
Nobara: I didn't own IY or YYH what makes you think I own Harry Potter too?
Another year, the last one in fact, Harry thought to himself as he watched the scenery roll by outside the train. Ron and Hermione were sitting across from him chatting about something or other, he'd lost interest in the conversation a while before. Out in the hall he could hear Ron's sister Ginny yelling at someone, more than likely her beau Draco. How they got together he'd never know, but Ginny kept him on a short leash which was always amusing to watch. Ron didn't agree with the match of course, when he'd finally figured it out the year before Harry had thought that he would strangle Malfoy without a second thought. Luckly over the summer Ron and Hermione had spent alot of time together, no matter how much they denied it, anyone could tell that they cared more for the other than themselves.
The lone wolf, third wheel, he sighed mentally. Time passed quickly on the train, Ginny had joined them, taking a seat by Harry she had her arms folded across her chest and said nothing. Malfoy had pissed her off yet again, but within a hour they's be back to being lovey dovey, something that was very disturbing to watch seeing everyone was use to Draco being a jerk twenty-four seven. Night had fallen when they pulled into the Hogsmead (a/n: I think that's right, correct me if I'm wrong) and began unloading the train. Hagrid was in the same place he'd been the past six years to welcome the first years.
Harry sighed and walked on the otherside of Ron who was still chatting happily with Hermione. He smiled, his two best friends. They were meant for each other as Ginny sighed dreamily and often when she wasn't repreminding Draco for something, she seemed more like a nanny sometimes instead of a girlfriend. Harry agreed with the redhead, but he couldn't help but be pulled in two ways because of it. He was happy for him but it left him all alone too. Not that minded that much, he'd been alone for most of his life. All he'd ever cared for being taken away from him. That was his main reason for not finding a girlfriend. His crush on Cho Chang had ended rather abruptly the last time she'd gotten mad at him for the slightlest misunderstanging.
They had came to the carriages and climbed into them before Harry had really realized they had. He did this alot lately, space off and brood. He closed his eyes and sat back, arms folded across his chest. Hermione glanced at Harry and bit her lip, "Are you alright Harry?" she asked. Harry snapped awake, "Yes, I'm fine. Just a bit tired," he said and looked back out the window to watch the castle he called home grow bigger and bigger on the horizon. They were greeted at the top of the flight of stairs by Professor McGonagal as normal and sent to the banquet hall. It looked just as it normally did, all the teachers sat in their appropriate places. Except for the seat on the right of Snape, the seat that hosted a different teacher every year.
The upper years took their seats and began talking amongst themselves as they waited for the first years to arrive. Neville sat to Harry's left, Ron his right, and Hermione in front of him, just like always. When the doors finally opened and McGonagal came in leading the pack of wide eyed first years the others began to grow quiet. It was a good sized group, about fifty maybe. As always McGonagal began to explain the sorting hat and calling names to sort. By the end there were ten Hufflepuffs, fifteen Ravenclaws, fifteen Slytherins, and ten Gryffindors. Dumbledore clapped his hands to get everyone's attention and for the seventh year in a row Harry listened to him lay down the rules.
Another clap and food appeared on the table, "Now, let's eat," said the white haired headmaster as he sat down. Harry looked at Hagrid who waved and smiled, Harry returned the friendly gesture, it was good to be back. Twenty minutes hadn't passed before the large doors at the end of the hallway were flung open. In stepped two women, or rather, in hobbled two women. One was supporting the other who was apparently unconcious, both bleeding heavily. Long silvery black hair was pulled back into ponytails that hung down their backs to just below their shoulders blades. The one who supported the other was using a sword as a crutch as she hobbled halfway down the aisle to about where Harry and Ron sat.
"D-Dumbledore," the one gasp as she stumbled under the weight of her companion. Their clothes were similar, a plain blue skirt that came down to nearly half a foot above her knee and was ragged and stained. Her top was like a white bikini top looking garment that tied behind her neck and halfway down her back. Silver bands were on her upper and fore arms. Hagrid hurried from his seat and picked up the unconcious one bridal style. "Thank you Hagrid," gasped the other as she leaned heavily on her sword. She looked at the half giant with eyes that seemed to shimmer all the colors of the rainbow. She swayed slightly and Harry put a hand on her shoulder to steady her as he stood up, a reflex.
The woman turned to look at him, she looked so young, probably not much older than himself if that, he thought. Her eyes widened at the sight of Harry, "Potter..." she mumbled softly and fell backwards. Harry quickly caught her and stared at the maiden, she had known who he was but who was she? Dumbledore came up to him, "Harry take our guests to the hospital wing where Madame Pomfrey can tend to them," he said. Harry nodded and gently picked up the girl bridal style and followed Hagrid. Looking at the floor he saw that their blood carpeted the floor and trailed down the hallway, they more than likely wouldn't live from all the lost blood.
But the closer he looked at the blood the more amazed he became, these girls were definately not human. Their blood was black, black as the night outside but in the light it shimmered with a silvery rainbow effect. He'd only saw blood close to this once before when he, Draco, Ron, Hermione,and Hagrid had found the dying unicorn as a first year. The one who's blood covered the forest floor in a shimmering green (a/n: Wow, I made a whole paragraph on the subject of blood. xD ). They had been fighting something, the blood that covered them was indeed their own but also dark blue and red streaked their faces and arms. Reaching their destination Harry laid the girl down gently in the bed next to the one Hagrid had laid the other one in. Madame Pomfrey immediately began to tend to them.
"C'mon 'Arry, let them rest," said Hagrid walking out. The wizard nodded and was about to follow when he felt a hand gently grasping his wrist. "Don't go yet Potter," she said softly without opening her eyes. This gesture truely amazed Harry, that she was able to speak, much less move from all that he guessed she'd been through. Not quite sure what to do he turned and looked at the headmaster who had followed them. "You may stay for as long as she wants you to, I'll excuse you. Your friend Hermione can catch you up if you miss your classes tomarrow," said the kindly old man with a smile. Harry nodded, "Thank you Dumbledore," he said. Madame Pomfrey dragged a chair over to the bedside for him to sit in.
"Tell me about Lily and Remus, Sirius, everyone. It's been so long," she said softly. Once again the barely there woman had shocked Harry, she had mistaken him for his father. "Um, well. Sirius isn't around anymore, neither is Lily. I'm not James, I'm his son Harry," the wizard explained to her. "Figured as much. It seemed a little odd that James Potter was still in his seventh year at Hogwarts," she replied weakly. "Sarina, you don't need to waste your energy," said Madame Pomfrey coming over and putting a hand on her forehead to check for a fever. "I'm not sick Pomfrey old girl, just lacking alot of blood," she replied opening her eyes. The multi colored orbs dazzled Harry once more as they looked from the nurse to Harry, "Thank you for staying here Potter," she said.
Harry nodded, "No problem," he replied. "Where's my sister?" she asked sitting up. Madame Pomfrey took the chance to clean and bandage Sarina's torso and arms, "She's in the next bed," replied Harry. Sarina moved to the side of her bed and grabbed her sword. "Sarina I must object to you moving so much," said Madame Pomfrey as she tried to get her to lay back down. She waved her away and stood up, using the sword as a crutch stumbled to her sister's bed. "Sabrina (a/n: The amazing power of one letter! lol)," she said gently stroking her cheek with her thumb. "Sarina," came a soft reply from the girl. Sarina's eyes widened and she clutched her sister's hands. "You're okay," she said in a relieved tone. "No I'm not. Sarina I'm not going to live much longer," replied Sabrina softly as she tried to open her eyes.
Harry was amazed, these two had lost nearly all their blood but were still talking and one of them was moving. "Don't say that, Pomfrey will take care of you, she'll make you better," said Sarina. The one called Sabrina shook her head slightly and opened her eyes, just as entracing as Sarina's. "No, their poison is in my system for good. Take the pendent and remember me as a warrior, and not as the helpless maid before you now," Sabrina replied. Sarina's eyes welled up as she leaned forward and kissed Sabrina's cheek, "As you wish," she said and sat back up. "Good-bye," said Sabrina softly as she went limp. Sarina reached out and gently closed her sister's eyes. "I'm sorry," said Harry gently, walking over and laying a hand on her shoulder. Sarina waved his hand away, "Don't be, she was a warrior. She wouldn't have had it any other way," she replied and leaned forward gently and unclasp the pendent from Sabrina's neck.
When she pulled the necklace away from her neck, Sabrina began to fade away, like an apparition. Her form becoming lighter and lighter until she could no longer be seen. Harry watched in amazement as Sarina hobbled back to her bed to lay down as Madame Pomfrey was nagging her to do, something told him this wasn't going to be just another average year.
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Nobara: I hope you liked that, I forgot how to spell some of the names but give me credit for trying.
Hiei::talking with Harry:: Okay, if you're a wizard, could you change her into a frog for me? ::points to Nobara::
Harry: I could but you wouldn't want her as a frog would you?
Hiei: Yes!
Nobara: Out of the goodness of my heart I'll ignore that --
