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Chapter 1: The Beauxbatons Rejects
It seemed like a normal day until later that evening, at dinner, in the outstanding Hogwarts. Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, and Ron Weasley were gathered around one corner of the table, among the other Gryffindors. Harry was complaining about the new Defense Against the Dark Arts Teacher, Professor Umbridge. Ron was munching away, happily, at a large sugary pastry. Hermione, sat across from Harry, listening as she worked on the dreaded History of Magic Essay. Harry then started talking about how boring Mr. Binns, his History of Magic ghost teacher was, and how he seemed to drone on and forever.
"You really should hold your tongue," said Hermione, with a frown, "You don't want to get another detention Harry-"
She was quickly interrupted by Ron, spitting food across the table as he talked, incomprehensibly, to Hermione. Hermione quickly picked a few bits of lemon tart out of her hair, before continuing.
"Stop acting ridiculous, Ron. I can't understand a single word-" Hermione started, but was interrupted by the doors of the Great Hall blasting open.
Everyone in the Great Hall stopped talking, including Fred and George Weasley, who were working on "business" for their Joke shop, and the sniggering Slytherins, making fun of Harry Potter, again. They all looked at the doors at a tall girl with black
hair and brown eyes, and as they looked she developed a few red highlights in her hair, from her embarrassment.
"Oops, my bad," she proclaimed, hiding behind a girl with brown hair, and blonde streaks who was significantly shorter than her.
"Get away from me, and stop acting like a bloody moron, Raye," yelled the brown and blonde-haired girl.
"Picking up English dialect, are we?" said Raye, grinning.
A laugh erupted behind them as a blonde pushed through the two girls.
"Okay, that was funny, but-" the blonde stopped as she saw the two other girls staring at some Hogwarts students, "It's not polite to stare, you guys...or girls!"
"But they're all staring at US!" yelled the two other girls.
The Hogwarts students then turned around, pretending to eat, but watching them apprehensively in the corners of their eyes. As the girl named Raye walked past one boy, Ernie McMillian, she paused.
"Yes, I see you, too," she said, looking at Ernie, who was pretending to stare at something on the ceiling, but was actually looking at the girl.
Ernie, instantly stared down at his food, his nose and cheeks turning red, while the rest of the Hufflepuffs laughed and joked that he looked like a Weasley, and all he needed was the bright red hair.
Professor McGonagall's square glasses glinted maliciously as she looked at the three girls.
"Try not to draw so much attention to yourselves, and behave. Come with me to be sorted," she said, as she led them to the middle of the Great Hall, where a stool stood, with a battered old hat, resting on top of it. Raye made faces behind her back, and imitated square glasses with her hands.
"I will announce the names of the new fifth years, Raye Estrange will go first," said Professor McGonagall, as the tallest girl, yelled "Howdy!", "Next will be Chelsea Frontonac," she motioned towards the short girl, with brown hair and blonde streaks, "And last will be Torrence O' Sullivan"
Torrence informed the Hogwarts students and teachers that she would rather be called Tori. Tori then giggled slightly as Raye made her way to the center of the room and sat on the old stool, she hoped they would all be in the same house. Raye looked as though she was hoping the same thing as she slipped the hat on her head. As her fingers touched the hat, it burst into flame, and she quickly extinguished it with water, which was part of her elemental powers. Chelsea and Tori had looks of and at the same time glee at the fact that Raye had once again spiced up the evening. However, despite the scorching torment the sorting hat faced, it still screamed, "Gryffindor!"
As she sat down, Chelsea sat on the stool. She had heard of the houses, and since she was part Veela, she thought she would be put in Ravenclaw. She struggled to put the hat on, and Tori snickered. The hat lost patience, and quickly yelled out, "Gryffindor!"
Ron looked nervously over at Raye, who was two seats away from him. Harry followed his gaze, and smirked, while Hermione was, again, glued to her book. She though that such behavior from the newcomers was unacceptable. Chelsea sat next to Raye, muttering a few words, as Raye teased how incredibly huge her head was.
Tori quickly ran up to the stool, and bent to pick up the hat off the floor, where Chelsea had rudely left it. She forgot to slow down while doing this and stepped on the hat, slipped, and fell face-first on the hard floor. The Slytherins howled with laughter, all the Gryffindors winced, the Ravenclaw yelled out, "Ouch!" The Hufflepuffs had a look of surprise, then started whispering amongst themselves. Raye and Chelsea were the only Gryffindors laughing hysterically, and it became contagious among the corner of the Gryffindor table, and before long, Fred, George, Ron, Hermione, Harry, and Ginny were all laughing uncontrollably.
The hat announced, again, that Tori was Gryffindor, though she hadn't even put on the hat. Torrence then stood up, putting the hat on the stool, and apologizing to it. Raye shook her head back, as she watched Torrence sit down. She then started teasing Tori and calling her a "klutz."
"Look who's talking," said Tori defiantly, "Miss-I-Have-To-Blow-Up-Anything-Or-Anyone-I-Have-To-Interact-With."
Raye shrugged, and fell silent. Ron shuddered at the though, of not only his hair looking like fire, but his whole body being engulfed in flames. He glanced around the table and saw that Fred and George were talking to a group of First years about becoming experimental Guinea pigs.
Many of the students were leaving the Great Hall, and Tori glanced at Raye and Chelsea wondering what they were supposed to do.
Tori noticed Chelsea talking to a pudgy boy, also a fifth year, who was holding a rather ugly-looking toad in his hand. She had become quick friends with the very unpopular Neville Longbottom. As the boy stood up from the table, Chelsea did also, and she followed the boy out of the Great Hall. Tori felt very out of place and looked at Raye for support. Raye was introducing herself to Ron, and they were engrossed in conversation. Raye noticed Tori looking at her and introduced Tori to Ron.
"I'll show you the way to the Common room", said George.
"We'll give you two a tour," said Fred, nodding, and as they stood up, the two girls followed them out of the Hall. Tori looked around at the many portraits lining the staircase walls. She was jolted out of her daydreaming, as she noticed that Raye was no longer walking alongside her.
Raye walked around calling out the name, "Merlin." She had decided to end Fred and George's tour beforehand. She was looking for her black cat, that had a white tip on its tail, a white star on its hind leg, and a white star on his forehead. The bright yellow eyes and the white upon the black had reminded her of a night sky. She had made him a midnight blue collar with yellow stars on it, with a golden star hanging from his neck with Merlin inscribed in it. She had always though of her cat wise, even if it was young, and since the famous wizard, Merlin, was so popular, that was its name.
Raye looked around for the cat, and noticed Ron at the top of a staircase, with Merlin winding around his legs.
"Hey, that's my cat-" Raye didn't say another word, as she found that she was jammed in something, which didn't make much sense, seeing she was walking in the middle of the stairs. She gasped, seeing that her foot had gone through one of the stairs. Ron looked up, hearing her gasp and ran quickly to the stairs, grabbing her arms and yanking her out of the stair.
"You have to watch that step", said Ron letting go of her arms.
"Thanks," she said, as her cat jumped into her arms.
"No problem," he said, his ears turning red, as he led her to the common room.
Neville ran out of the common room, dragging Chelsea along.
"I know the password, I want to say it. Can I say it, Ron, please?" Neville yelled, ecstatic.
"Sure, knock yourself out," Ron said, eyebrow raised.
"Mimbulus Mimbletonia", Neville said, thoroughly pleased with himself. The fat lady portrait swung open revealing a large room. Ron, Neville, Chelsea, and Raye walked through and noticed the many students in the room were now staring at them.
Tori walked with Fred and George through the school, listening to their jokes and laughing, until finally, she was, too, led to the Common Room.
"Halt, me says," yelled a voice from behind them, "Me says Haltses!"
Torrence turned around and looked at a house-elf, who was jumping up and down.
"Did you wash your handses, me sees filth! Filth!" the house-elf yelled again, jumping up and down.
He then took out disinfectant and sprayed it all over Tori, Fred, and George. Tori shrieked and ran into the Common Room, as Fred said the password. The Weasley twins, Fred and George, followed.
The house-elf shook its fist after them and screamed at the top of its lungs, "Floggles will get you, oh yes, you wait, NEOW!"
The Fat Lady portrait opened her eyes grumpily, hearing the strange cat-like sound the insane house-elf had made.
Floggles had always been one of the crazy, but loyal servants at Hogwarts. He was slightly, no, completely, neurotic. He had escaped from the clutches of one of Lord Voldemort's death eaters, but had lost all memory, and had since a year before believed he was a cat. Dumbledore had taught Floggles to clean and cook, but he mostly ran around the castle spraying the walls and disinfecting the students. The only one who would put up with poor Floggles was Hermione, who made her own anti-house-elf-slavery club.
Chelsea and Raye looked at Tori in surprise, as she muttered something about insane, neurotic, evil house-elves.
Ron jumped as Raye's eyes turned a deep green. Her hair then turned brown, darker, however, than Chelsea's.
"What in the name of..." Ron started.
"I'm a Metamorphimagus, Animagus, witch, Elemental, and proud of it," said Raye.
Being a Metamorphimagus meant that Raye could change her appearance at will, most people can't become one, but are born with the power. Raye was especially rare though, she could also change into a great number of animals, being an Animagus.
"What's an Elemental? I've met people who were either an Animagus or a Metamorphimagus." Ron said, as he looked at Raye questionably.
"An elemental, is a type of person or creature, who has the powers of the Earth, such as this," she said as a fireball appeared in her hand.
Ron ducked and looked over the edge of the table, nervously. He looked over at Tori, expecting her to attempt to kill him.
"Don't look at me, I'm part leprechaun. See me gold?" Torrence said holding out some gold coins, and using a fake Irish accent, "Except I've had a growth spurt these last few years..."
"I'm a Veela, that's why I'm not allowed to sing.." said Chelsea, with disappointment.
"Don't kid yourself, Chels, you have a horrible voice, and haven't inherited the trait of luring guys, at least not by singing," Raye said, snickering.
Torrence started laughing hysterically, along with Raye.
Chelsea frowned and said in a taunting voice, " At least I didn't get expelled for scaring first years with making your tongue forked, and turning into dragons. I won't even mention all the creatures you brought into the school."
Raye glared and said, "You got expelled for turning into a Veela, and attacking a jerk!"
"Exactly! He was a jerk. He wasn't an innocent first year," Chelsea responded, and then she picked a fight with Tori, "And Tori gets expelled for using fake leprechaun gold to buy things from the joke shop. Little did they know the gold disappears!"
Torrence opened her mouth to respond, but was interrupted by Raye.
"First years? Innocent? My foot!" she yelled, but stopped as she saw Lee Jordan, who walked over.
"Fred and George can sell you some bloody wicked items," Lee Jordan exclaimed, looking at Tori, "They're starting their own Joke shop."
"Really? My favorite shop is the Joke shop, and it always has been," Torrence exclaimed.
"Oooo, do I hear a customer?" asked George, coming over with a large grin on his face.
"Definitely!" called out Tori, clasping her hands together.
Everyone continued talking in the Common Room, and when it got late, they filed up to their dormitories, Chelsea and Tori dragging their luggage upstairs. Finally, nearly everyone was fast asleep except for Ron and Raye, who were up talking, sitting next to the warn fire, and Raye leaned wearily on her trunk.
There were two others besides them in the room, hiding in the corner. They were holding the end of an Extendable Eye. It led to the Girl's dormitories. George spent quite awhile spying on Torrence, and then noticed that she was finally awake. She slipped on a pair of slippers, and stood up. Fred and George quickly tried to pull the Extendable Eye back, by Tori slammed the door on it. George's eyes widened as she looked down, and opened the door. The extendable eye then snapped back, hitting Fred in the face.
"Oh wow!" Tori exclaimed, picking it up, "Is this a spy eye? Awesome!"
Fred and George laughed nervously, and they all looked over at Ron and Raye, who were laughing and talking, too much absorbed in their conversation to notice anything. The Weasley twins and Torrence smirked, realizing something that they could tease them about. They crept back to their dormitories, leaving Ron and Raye to talk, until they fell asleep in their chairs next to the smoldering fire.
Chapter 1: The Beauxbatons Rejects
It seemed like a normal day until later that evening, at dinner, in the outstanding Hogwarts. Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, and Ron Weasley were gathered around one corner of the table, among the other Gryffindors. Harry was complaining about the new Defense Against the Dark Arts Teacher, Professor Umbridge. Ron was munching away, happily, at a large sugary pastry. Hermione, sat across from Harry, listening as she worked on the dreaded History of Magic Essay. Harry then started talking about how boring Mr. Binns, his History of Magic ghost teacher was, and how he seemed to drone on and forever.
"You really should hold your tongue," said Hermione, with a frown, "You don't want to get another detention Harry-"
She was quickly interrupted by Ron, spitting food across the table as he talked, incomprehensibly, to Hermione. Hermione quickly picked a few bits of lemon tart out of her hair, before continuing.
"Stop acting ridiculous, Ron. I can't understand a single word-" Hermione started, but was interrupted by the doors of the Great Hall blasting open.
Everyone in the Great Hall stopped talking, including Fred and George Weasley, who were working on "business" for their Joke shop, and the sniggering Slytherins, making fun of Harry Potter, again. They all looked at the doors at a tall girl with black
hair and brown eyes, and as they looked she developed a few red highlights in her hair, from her embarrassment.
"Oops, my bad," she proclaimed, hiding behind a girl with brown hair, and blonde streaks who was significantly shorter than her.
"Get away from me, and stop acting like a bloody moron, Raye," yelled the brown and blonde-haired girl.
"Picking up English dialect, are we?" said Raye, grinning.
A laugh erupted behind them as a blonde pushed through the two girls.
"Okay, that was funny, but-" the blonde stopped as she saw the two other girls staring at some Hogwarts students, "It's not polite to stare, you guys...or girls!"
"But they're all staring at US!" yelled the two other girls.
The Hogwarts students then turned around, pretending to eat, but watching them apprehensively in the corners of their eyes. As the girl named Raye walked past one boy, Ernie McMillian, she paused.
"Yes, I see you, too," she said, looking at Ernie, who was pretending to stare at something on the ceiling, but was actually looking at the girl.
Ernie, instantly stared down at his food, his nose and cheeks turning red, while the rest of the Hufflepuffs laughed and joked that he looked like a Weasley, and all he needed was the bright red hair.
Professor McGonagall's square glasses glinted maliciously as she looked at the three girls.
"Try not to draw so much attention to yourselves, and behave. Come with me to be sorted," she said, as she led them to the middle of the Great Hall, where a stool stood, with a battered old hat, resting on top of it. Raye made faces behind her back, and imitated square glasses with her hands.
"I will announce the names of the new fifth years, Raye Estrange will go first," said Professor McGonagall, as the tallest girl, yelled "Howdy!", "Next will be Chelsea Frontonac," she motioned towards the short girl, with brown hair and blonde streaks, "And last will be Torrence O' Sullivan"
Torrence informed the Hogwarts students and teachers that she would rather be called Tori. Tori then giggled slightly as Raye made her way to the center of the room and sat on the old stool, she hoped they would all be in the same house. Raye looked as though she was hoping the same thing as she slipped the hat on her head. As her fingers touched the hat, it burst into flame, and she quickly extinguished it with water, which was part of her elemental powers. Chelsea and Tori had looks of and at the same time glee at the fact that Raye had once again spiced up the evening. However, despite the scorching torment the sorting hat faced, it still screamed, "Gryffindor!"
As she sat down, Chelsea sat on the stool. She had heard of the houses, and since she was part Veela, she thought she would be put in Ravenclaw. She struggled to put the hat on, and Tori snickered. The hat lost patience, and quickly yelled out, "Gryffindor!"
Ron looked nervously over at Raye, who was two seats away from him. Harry followed his gaze, and smirked, while Hermione was, again, glued to her book. She though that such behavior from the newcomers was unacceptable. Chelsea sat next to Raye, muttering a few words, as Raye teased how incredibly huge her head was.
Tori quickly ran up to the stool, and bent to pick up the hat off the floor, where Chelsea had rudely left it. She forgot to slow down while doing this and stepped on the hat, slipped, and fell face-first on the hard floor. The Slytherins howled with laughter, all the Gryffindors winced, the Ravenclaw yelled out, "Ouch!" The Hufflepuffs had a look of surprise, then started whispering amongst themselves. Raye and Chelsea were the only Gryffindors laughing hysterically, and it became contagious among the corner of the Gryffindor table, and before long, Fred, George, Ron, Hermione, Harry, and Ginny were all laughing uncontrollably.
The hat announced, again, that Tori was Gryffindor, though she hadn't even put on the hat. Torrence then stood up, putting the hat on the stool, and apologizing to it. Raye shook her head back, as she watched Torrence sit down. She then started teasing Tori and calling her a "klutz."
"Look who's talking," said Tori defiantly, "Miss-I-Have-To-Blow-Up-Anything-Or-Anyone-I-Have-To-Interact-With."
Raye shrugged, and fell silent. Ron shuddered at the though, of not only his hair looking like fire, but his whole body being engulfed in flames. He glanced around the table and saw that Fred and George were talking to a group of First years about becoming experimental Guinea pigs.
Many of the students were leaving the Great Hall, and Tori glanced at Raye and Chelsea wondering what they were supposed to do.
Tori noticed Chelsea talking to a pudgy boy, also a fifth year, who was holding a rather ugly-looking toad in his hand. She had become quick friends with the very unpopular Neville Longbottom. As the boy stood up from the table, Chelsea did also, and she followed the boy out of the Great Hall. Tori felt very out of place and looked at Raye for support. Raye was introducing herself to Ron, and they were engrossed in conversation. Raye noticed Tori looking at her and introduced Tori to Ron.
"I'll show you the way to the Common room", said George.
"We'll give you two a tour," said Fred, nodding, and as they stood up, the two girls followed them out of the Hall. Tori looked around at the many portraits lining the staircase walls. She was jolted out of her daydreaming, as she noticed that Raye was no longer walking alongside her.
Raye walked around calling out the name, "Merlin." She had decided to end Fred and George's tour beforehand. She was looking for her black cat, that had a white tip on its tail, a white star on its hind leg, and a white star on his forehead. The bright yellow eyes and the white upon the black had reminded her of a night sky. She had made him a midnight blue collar with yellow stars on it, with a golden star hanging from his neck with Merlin inscribed in it. She had always though of her cat wise, even if it was young, and since the famous wizard, Merlin, was so popular, that was its name.
Raye looked around for the cat, and noticed Ron at the top of a staircase, with Merlin winding around his legs.
"Hey, that's my cat-" Raye didn't say another word, as she found that she was jammed in something, which didn't make much sense, seeing she was walking in the middle of the stairs. She gasped, seeing that her foot had gone through one of the stairs. Ron looked up, hearing her gasp and ran quickly to the stairs, grabbing her arms and yanking her out of the stair.
"You have to watch that step", said Ron letting go of her arms.
"Thanks," she said, as her cat jumped into her arms.
"No problem," he said, his ears turning red, as he led her to the common room.
Neville ran out of the common room, dragging Chelsea along.
"I know the password, I want to say it. Can I say it, Ron, please?" Neville yelled, ecstatic.
"Sure, knock yourself out," Ron said, eyebrow raised.
"Mimbulus Mimbletonia", Neville said, thoroughly pleased with himself. The fat lady portrait swung open revealing a large room. Ron, Neville, Chelsea, and Raye walked through and noticed the many students in the room were now staring at them.
Tori walked with Fred and George through the school, listening to their jokes and laughing, until finally, she was, too, led to the Common Room.
"Halt, me says," yelled a voice from behind them, "Me says Haltses!"
Torrence turned around and looked at a house-elf, who was jumping up and down.
"Did you wash your handses, me sees filth! Filth!" the house-elf yelled again, jumping up and down.
He then took out disinfectant and sprayed it all over Tori, Fred, and George. Tori shrieked and ran into the Common Room, as Fred said the password. The Weasley twins, Fred and George, followed.
The house-elf shook its fist after them and screamed at the top of its lungs, "Floggles will get you, oh yes, you wait, NEOW!"
The Fat Lady portrait opened her eyes grumpily, hearing the strange cat-like sound the insane house-elf had made.
Floggles had always been one of the crazy, but loyal servants at Hogwarts. He was slightly, no, completely, neurotic. He had escaped from the clutches of one of Lord Voldemort's death eaters, but had lost all memory, and had since a year before believed he was a cat. Dumbledore had taught Floggles to clean and cook, but he mostly ran around the castle spraying the walls and disinfecting the students. The only one who would put up with poor Floggles was Hermione, who made her own anti-house-elf-slavery club.
Chelsea and Raye looked at Tori in surprise, as she muttered something about insane, neurotic, evil house-elves.
Ron jumped as Raye's eyes turned a deep green. Her hair then turned brown, darker, however, than Chelsea's.
"What in the name of..." Ron started.
"I'm a Metamorphimagus, Animagus, witch, Elemental, and proud of it," said Raye.
Being a Metamorphimagus meant that Raye could change her appearance at will, most people can't become one, but are born with the power. Raye was especially rare though, she could also change into a great number of animals, being an Animagus.
"What's an Elemental? I've met people who were either an Animagus or a Metamorphimagus." Ron said, as he looked at Raye questionably.
"An elemental, is a type of person or creature, who has the powers of the Earth, such as this," she said as a fireball appeared in her hand.
Ron ducked and looked over the edge of the table, nervously. He looked over at Tori, expecting her to attempt to kill him.
"Don't look at me, I'm part leprechaun. See me gold?" Torrence said holding out some gold coins, and using a fake Irish accent, "Except I've had a growth spurt these last few years..."
"I'm a Veela, that's why I'm not allowed to sing.." said Chelsea, with disappointment.
"Don't kid yourself, Chels, you have a horrible voice, and haven't inherited the trait of luring guys, at least not by singing," Raye said, snickering.
Torrence started laughing hysterically, along with Raye.
Chelsea frowned and said in a taunting voice, " At least I didn't get expelled for scaring first years with making your tongue forked, and turning into dragons. I won't even mention all the creatures you brought into the school."
Raye glared and said, "You got expelled for turning into a Veela, and attacking a jerk!"
"Exactly! He was a jerk. He wasn't an innocent first year," Chelsea responded, and then she picked a fight with Tori, "And Tori gets expelled for using fake leprechaun gold to buy things from the joke shop. Little did they know the gold disappears!"
Torrence opened her mouth to respond, but was interrupted by Raye.
"First years? Innocent? My foot!" she yelled, but stopped as she saw Lee Jordan, who walked over.
"Fred and George can sell you some bloody wicked items," Lee Jordan exclaimed, looking at Tori, "They're starting their own Joke shop."
"Really? My favorite shop is the Joke shop, and it always has been," Torrence exclaimed.
"Oooo, do I hear a customer?" asked George, coming over with a large grin on his face.
"Definitely!" called out Tori, clasping her hands together.
Everyone continued talking in the Common Room, and when it got late, they filed up to their dormitories, Chelsea and Tori dragging their luggage upstairs. Finally, nearly everyone was fast asleep except for Ron and Raye, who were up talking, sitting next to the warn fire, and Raye leaned wearily on her trunk.
There were two others besides them in the room, hiding in the corner. They were holding the end of an Extendable Eye. It led to the Girl's dormitories. George spent quite awhile spying on Torrence, and then noticed that she was finally awake. She slipped on a pair of slippers, and stood up. Fred and George quickly tried to pull the Extendable Eye back, by Tori slammed the door on it. George's eyes widened as she looked down, and opened the door. The extendable eye then snapped back, hitting Fred in the face.
"Oh wow!" Tori exclaimed, picking it up, "Is this a spy eye? Awesome!"
Fred and George laughed nervously, and they all looked over at Ron and Raye, who were laughing and talking, too much absorbed in their conversation to notice anything. The Weasley twins and Torrence smirked, realizing something that they could tease them about. They crept back to their dormitories, leaving Ron and Raye to talk, until they fell asleep in their chairs next to the smoldering fire.