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Random Slytherin Guy: Everything to do with Harry Potter is owned by Little Pixie Elf. *holds up sign which reads 'She doesn't own anything' * Little Pixie Elf: Hey *runs over and snatches sign away* I own you! So nah. RSG: No you don't. LPE: Err yeah I do, your just a poor little random Slytherin guy who can go back into my head and remain nothing *evil laughs* RSG: *thinks about it for a moment and then holds up another sign LPE owns EVERYTHING* LPE: *nodes head* That's more like it. Copywrite Guys come in to arrest LPE. LPE: Ahh I mean I own nothing NOTHING!!! Except for a mobile phone which is my life. *hugs phone* Don't take away my life!! *runs of screaming* RSG: Nothing that you would recognise is LPE'S, everything else is, or maybe not *shrugs* Not even the characteristics of Adrienne or Alena are LPE'S as they are based of Sasky and Rebecca respectfully. Only Alethea is truly LPE's for she is LPE. LPE: *runs back in and laughs evilly only 57 days 8 hours 9 mins and 28 seconds until Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban is released. YAY. Now on with the story. Reviews make me update faster *nodes head* yup yup yup. *runs back off*
Professor Dumbledore stood up to congratulate all the first years on their house sorting. Glancing at the Gryffindor table he was met with the nervous eyes of many new Gryffindor's. Well they were about to get three more new faces, he thought to himself chuckling as he remembered his previous encounter with the newest and most erhmm 'interesting' students of Hogwarts.
"Before all of you begin your meals," Dumbledore said slowly, "I would like to introduce our other students, three exchange students from Hell's Light's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."
The student's stunned began to whisper between themselves. Hell's Light's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was a notoriously difficult magical school found in Australia and all students raised with magic had learned from a early age that the only school that was in fact equal to Hogwarts was Hell's Light's but the fact that it was so hard to be excepted into meant that only the best and brightest of the magical world were even asked to apply. There were even rumours that the school made their students sleep on hard floors instead of bed's and that the students were subjected to all sorts of horrible torture.
Dumbledore motioned for quiet and continued, "These girls have already been staying at Hogwarts for a week and will be in the house Gryffindor, please I would like everyone to make them feel welcome," motioning at the big old oak solid doors at the end of the dining room they flew open to reveal three girls all dressed in matching lavender robes, robes that some recognised as those of Hell's Light's.
A stunned silence proceeded the entry of the girls into the hall. The student's had never seen anyone from Hell's Light's and none knew what to expect but none had ever imagined what stood in front of them.
Alethea glanced at her cousin and friend quickly as she entered the dinning room. All around her she could here whispering as she headed for the three seats spare at the Gryffindor table. Dumbledore had told the three basically what they would expect to get them ready for how the other student's would behave around them but no matter how much you hear about something, when you walk into a room with so many people and they are all on you in can freak you out a little.
Hermione Granger sat eagerly in her seat watching as the three young girls approached their table. What luck she thought that there was an empty chair right next to her. She couldn't believe that she would soon get the chance to talk to a Hell's Light's student. Looking at the girls she had to admit they didn't look like they were such powerful witch's but she knew they had to be excellent studies and she just hoped they were in some of her classes. The tallest girl looked the most of what Hermione would have imagined as a Hell's Light's student. About 5"5 she had long blonde hair that flicked with gold and silver streaks. Hermione raised her eyebrows at that. She had read about different hair colours of some witch clans and new that this girls hair was naturally those colours. She also new that both the gold and silver locks of her hair would be worth as much as any precious metal. Amazing, she thought as her attention shifted to the next girl. The second girl was about 5"4.5 and had hair just below her shoulders, its colour was the same as the first girls except this girl had added blue streaks to her hair. Hermione could tell the two were related and she couldn't wait to ask the girls about their family for it was obvious to her that they were descendents of the Tuatha de Danann, the Irish fairy folk. The third girl was the shortest of the three only standing at about 5"2 and her hair was a deep dyed red cut pixie style. Her musings was cut short when the girls arrived at their table and the girl with blue streaks sat next to her.
Reaching the seats Alethea quickly gave the people sitting around her a quick glance. To her right sat a girl with medium dark-blonde almost brown hair and next to her sat a red haired boy, both looked to be the same year as Alethea. Facing her was a boy who had black hair and wore glasses with the bluest eyes she had seen in a long time.
Looking at the boy in front of her she suddenly felt a little dizzy. Grabbing her cousin's arm to steady herself she sat there breathing hard. Noise seemed to filter out of her ears until she could not hear anything except a dull ringing and then all of a sudden she heard a women's gentle voice whispering into her ear, "Darling Artemisia, remember I will always be with you. Look after your cousins they will need you soon." An image of Alena and the boy who sat in front of her flashed before her eyes and then all the sounds of the dinning hall came back to her as she turned confused eyes on the boy in front of her before passing out.
Harry looked at the girl seated across the table of him with concern. As soon as she had met his eyes she had turned deathly pale and she now looked to be having trouble breathing. Harry looked around the room for Dumbledore but he was missing from his usual place. He was relieved however to find the rest of the school had gone back to eating and had not yet noticed the girl's distress. Thankfully most were to shy to glance their way just yet. Turning his attention back to the girl in front of him he realised that she had passed out and had fallen against Hermione. Beginning to panic he was relieved when Dumbledore seemingly appearing from nowhere and motioning for Snape who was standing behind him to collect the girl who began walking briskly out of the room. Motioning for the other two girls and Harry to follow he left the dinning hall.
Hermione watched shocked as Snape picked up the girl that had just fallen against her like a rag doll and then followed Dumbledore out of the room. She was so caught up in her thoughts that she didn't even realise that Harry and the other two girls had followed until suddenly Ron's voice cut through her brain, "Whoa. What an entrance." Noticing for the first time the stunned chatter of the Hogwarts student's she just nodded. Hermione sat there analysing what had just happened, she had been about to ask the girl her name when all of a sudden the girl had seemingly locked eyes with Harry and then seemed to have some sort of vision. Hermione had read all about premonitions and visions and basically knew how to spot them. Yes the girl had 'seen' something when she looked at Harry and this just made Hermione more interested in this girl.
Draco Malfoy watched as Professor Snape walked passed him caring an unconscious girl. Turning to his group he said mockingly, "Those Gryffindor's, always making our world about them." He began laughing but stopped when one of the other exchange students brushed past him and hit him 'accidentally'. Looking straight into his eyes the girl said disgustedly so that only the student's could here, "Better to be a show-off Gryffindor that everyone's watching, then a smart-ass Slytherin who nobody cares for." With that she turned and followed the small group out of the hall.
Draco seethed inside as the rest of his table laughed. A Gryffindor had put a Malfoy in place! He glared at the back of the short girl with pixie hair as she left the room. He knew that before she got to Dumbledore's office the WHOLE school would know about her cutting comment and that would include Potter. Draco was NOT happy.
Random Slytherin Guy: Everything to do with Harry Potter is owned by Little Pixie Elf. *holds up sign which reads 'She doesn't own anything' * Little Pixie Elf: Hey *runs over and snatches sign away* I own you! So nah. RSG: No you don't. LPE: Err yeah I do, your just a poor little random Slytherin guy who can go back into my head and remain nothing *evil laughs* RSG: *thinks about it for a moment and then holds up another sign LPE owns EVERYTHING* LPE: *nodes head* That's more like it. Copywrite Guys come in to arrest LPE. LPE: Ahh I mean I own nothing NOTHING!!! Except for a mobile phone which is my life. *hugs phone* Don't take away my life!! *runs of screaming* RSG: Nothing that you would recognise is LPE'S, everything else is, or maybe not *shrugs* Not even the characteristics of Adrienne or Alena are LPE'S as they are based of Sasky and Rebecca respectfully. Only Alethea is truly LPE's for she is LPE. LPE: *runs back in and laughs evilly only 57 days 8 hours 9 mins and 28 seconds until Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban is released. YAY. Now on with the story. Reviews make me update faster *nodes head* yup yup yup. *runs back off*
Professor Dumbledore stood up to congratulate all the first years on their house sorting. Glancing at the Gryffindor table he was met with the nervous eyes of many new Gryffindor's. Well they were about to get three more new faces, he thought to himself chuckling as he remembered his previous encounter with the newest and most erhmm 'interesting' students of Hogwarts.
"Before all of you begin your meals," Dumbledore said slowly, "I would like to introduce our other students, three exchange students from Hell's Light's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."
The student's stunned began to whisper between themselves. Hell's Light's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was a notoriously difficult magical school found in Australia and all students raised with magic had learned from a early age that the only school that was in fact equal to Hogwarts was Hell's Light's but the fact that it was so hard to be excepted into meant that only the best and brightest of the magical world were even asked to apply. There were even rumours that the school made their students sleep on hard floors instead of bed's and that the students were subjected to all sorts of horrible torture.
Dumbledore motioned for quiet and continued, "These girls have already been staying at Hogwarts for a week and will be in the house Gryffindor, please I would like everyone to make them feel welcome," motioning at the big old oak solid doors at the end of the dining room they flew open to reveal three girls all dressed in matching lavender robes, robes that some recognised as those of Hell's Light's.
A stunned silence proceeded the entry of the girls into the hall. The student's had never seen anyone from Hell's Light's and none knew what to expect but none had ever imagined what stood in front of them.
Alethea glanced at her cousin and friend quickly as she entered the dinning room. All around her she could here whispering as she headed for the three seats spare at the Gryffindor table. Dumbledore had told the three basically what they would expect to get them ready for how the other student's would behave around them but no matter how much you hear about something, when you walk into a room with so many people and they are all on you in can freak you out a little.
Hermione Granger sat eagerly in her seat watching as the three young girls approached their table. What luck she thought that there was an empty chair right next to her. She couldn't believe that she would soon get the chance to talk to a Hell's Light's student. Looking at the girls she had to admit they didn't look like they were such powerful witch's but she knew they had to be excellent studies and she just hoped they were in some of her classes. The tallest girl looked the most of what Hermione would have imagined as a Hell's Light's student. About 5"5 she had long blonde hair that flicked with gold and silver streaks. Hermione raised her eyebrows at that. She had read about different hair colours of some witch clans and new that this girls hair was naturally those colours. She also new that both the gold and silver locks of her hair would be worth as much as any precious metal. Amazing, she thought as her attention shifted to the next girl. The second girl was about 5"4.5 and had hair just below her shoulders, its colour was the same as the first girls except this girl had added blue streaks to her hair. Hermione could tell the two were related and she couldn't wait to ask the girls about their family for it was obvious to her that they were descendents of the Tuatha de Danann, the Irish fairy folk. The third girl was the shortest of the three only standing at about 5"2 and her hair was a deep dyed red cut pixie style. Her musings was cut short when the girls arrived at their table and the girl with blue streaks sat next to her.
Reaching the seats Alethea quickly gave the people sitting around her a quick glance. To her right sat a girl with medium dark-blonde almost brown hair and next to her sat a red haired boy, both looked to be the same year as Alethea. Facing her was a boy who had black hair and wore glasses with the bluest eyes she had seen in a long time.
Looking at the boy in front of her she suddenly felt a little dizzy. Grabbing her cousin's arm to steady herself she sat there breathing hard. Noise seemed to filter out of her ears until she could not hear anything except a dull ringing and then all of a sudden she heard a women's gentle voice whispering into her ear, "Darling Artemisia, remember I will always be with you. Look after your cousins they will need you soon." An image of Alena and the boy who sat in front of her flashed before her eyes and then all the sounds of the dinning hall came back to her as she turned confused eyes on the boy in front of her before passing out.
Harry looked at the girl seated across the table of him with concern. As soon as she had met his eyes she had turned deathly pale and she now looked to be having trouble breathing. Harry looked around the room for Dumbledore but he was missing from his usual place. He was relieved however to find the rest of the school had gone back to eating and had not yet noticed the girl's distress. Thankfully most were to shy to glance their way just yet. Turning his attention back to the girl in front of him he realised that she had passed out and had fallen against Hermione. Beginning to panic he was relieved when Dumbledore seemingly appearing from nowhere and motioning for Snape who was standing behind him to collect the girl who began walking briskly out of the room. Motioning for the other two girls and Harry to follow he left the dinning hall.
Hermione watched shocked as Snape picked up the girl that had just fallen against her like a rag doll and then followed Dumbledore out of the room. She was so caught up in her thoughts that she didn't even realise that Harry and the other two girls had followed until suddenly Ron's voice cut through her brain, "Whoa. What an entrance." Noticing for the first time the stunned chatter of the Hogwarts student's she just nodded. Hermione sat there analysing what had just happened, she had been about to ask the girl her name when all of a sudden the girl had seemingly locked eyes with Harry and then seemed to have some sort of vision. Hermione had read all about premonitions and visions and basically knew how to spot them. Yes the girl had 'seen' something when she looked at Harry and this just made Hermione more interested in this girl.
Draco Malfoy watched as Professor Snape walked passed him caring an unconscious girl. Turning to his group he said mockingly, "Those Gryffindor's, always making our world about them." He began laughing but stopped when one of the other exchange students brushed past him and hit him 'accidentally'. Looking straight into his eyes the girl said disgustedly so that only the student's could here, "Better to be a show-off Gryffindor that everyone's watching, then a smart-ass Slytherin who nobody cares for." With that she turned and followed the small group out of the hall.
Draco seethed inside as the rest of his table laughed. A Gryffindor had put a Malfoy in place! He glared at the back of the short girl with pixie hair as she left the room. He knew that before she got to Dumbledore's office the WHOLE school would know about her cutting comment and that would include Potter. Draco was NOT happy.