Ok, here we go! Prepare for the best Fan Fic you've ever read and get
ready for the greatest roller-coaster ride in the world!… Not that I want
to over sell it, judge for yourself.
I s'pose I'll have to do the old "I don't own the characters and that. They belong to our good friend J.K (L.M.N.O.P…) Rowling".
I have to say a huuuuuge thankyou to Amber Nettles for her input, proof reading and letting me faff with her character! So thankyou.
Enough of the schpeal and on with the story. I never realised how crap it starts, but it gets better. (Honest!) So enjoy… (Gimme a review. Please!)
1 Chapter 1 – The New Arrival
Karen strode into the Staff room, following Dumbledore, taking in her new surroundings. She looked from one end of the long room to the other. A few handsome tables were strewn with parchments and leather-bound books, nice big comfy looking chairs, all of which were empty and teachers milling around the room told Karen this was the usual confusion at the beginning of a new year at Hogwarts.
'May I have your attention,' Dumbledore said hushing everyone. Dumbledore was headmaster at Hogwarts; he was very, very old. Karen didn't estimate his age because she knew she hadn't a chance of guessing right. He had long white hair and beard and wore bright, spangly robes and pointed hat. 'This is Karen Clark our new Flying and Quidditch teacher.' Karen was just twenty years old, a slim young lady, with blue eyes and brown hair tied in a ponytail at the back of her head. She wasn't wearing her Hogwarts robes yet, she had a pair of trainers on, baggy, blue jeans and a red, hooded jumper.
The noise perked up again as one by one Dumbledore introduced Karen to the Staff.
'Hello… Nice to meet you… Hello… Yeah, I'm fine… Hi… Thanks…'
'This is Professor Nettles,' Dumbledore said, introducing a witch around Karen's age. She was small, had curly blond hair and blue eyes.
'Call me Amber,' she said smiling. Karen noticed a hint of Geordie in her accent.
'Amber will be showing you around, helping you out, letting you in on a few of Hogwarts secrets!' he said winking. 'I know you're going to need Amber for a few things that you won't be able to do yourself, but don't let that take your independence away.' Amber looked at the professor a little confused.
'Ok, thanks Professor.' Karen said.
'Call me Albus,' he said. 'I think that is all for now, you are welcome to come to my office if ever you need anything. The password is Donkey Wafflechunks. Over to you I think Professor, good day,' and off he went.
'C'mon, I'll show you to your room,' Amber said grabbing Karen's arm. Just as they headed for the door it swung open. In swooped a wizard with shoulder-length black hair, a thin but not unattractive face and long black robes. He glided past, totally ignoring the two of them. At first Karen thought he might have been a vampire. 'Severus!' Amber called and the dark wizard turned around with a swish of his robes. 'Karen, this is Professor Snape, Severus to us lot. Potions Master and head of Slytherin house,'
'Hello,' he said sharply looking totally disinterested at the new member of staff and grudgingly holding out his hand for Karen to shake.
'He-llo!' Karen beamed as she shook his cold hand. 'I'm gonna look forward to working with you!' She looked him up and down grinning. Maybe Snape wasn't used to this sort of attention, Karen didn't know, but he didn't take too kindly to her. He looked directly into her eyes and she noticed how dark and cold they were. He turned and busied himself at the other end of the room.
'Ok, lets get you to your room,' Amber steered Karen out of the staff room.
'What's wrong with him? Is he always that moody?' Karen asked about Snape.
'Yep, he's always been like that, when I was at school here he was the same. He likes to keep to himself, he's not very sociable, not very talkative,'
'Doesn't he like anyone?'
'No, not really. Only those in his house. He's not very nice to the other students.'
Karen just raised her eyebrows and the pair walked through Hogwarts' many corridors and staircases. They came to a large, arched, wooden door with a broomstick engraved on the front. 'Chudley Canons!' Amber said clearly. The door split in half right through the broomstick, and the two pieces shifted either side of the doorway revealing a circular, stone room with a wooden desk in the middle, a small door behind it and a large window to the right overlooking the Quidditch pitch.
'Wow,' Karen said, trying not to sound too amazed.
'Sorry, the Chudley Cannons are the only team I've heard of, I don't really follow Quidditch,'
'It's ok,' Karen said wide-eyed wandering around the room.
'I can change your password if you want?' Amber asked Karen.
'Nar, that's fine,' Karen was now marvelling at her ceiling and not paying much attention to Amber.
'Karen!' Amber blurted out, grabbing Karen's attention back from the room. 'Your room is through that door,' she pointed to the small door behind the desk. 'Want me to help you unpack?'
'Sorry,' Karen looked a little overwhelmed by her office. 'Yeah, if you want to. I can show you some of my, muggle, things,' Karen sniggered at saying the word muggle.
'What?'
'I like being the only muggle here,' she giggled again.
I s'pose I'll have to do the old "I don't own the characters and that. They belong to our good friend J.K (L.M.N.O.P…) Rowling".
I have to say a huuuuuge thankyou to Amber Nettles for her input, proof reading and letting me faff with her character! So thankyou.
Enough of the schpeal and on with the story. I never realised how crap it starts, but it gets better. (Honest!) So enjoy… (Gimme a review. Please!)
1 Chapter 1 – The New Arrival
Karen strode into the Staff room, following Dumbledore, taking in her new surroundings. She looked from one end of the long room to the other. A few handsome tables were strewn with parchments and leather-bound books, nice big comfy looking chairs, all of which were empty and teachers milling around the room told Karen this was the usual confusion at the beginning of a new year at Hogwarts.
'May I have your attention,' Dumbledore said hushing everyone. Dumbledore was headmaster at Hogwarts; he was very, very old. Karen didn't estimate his age because she knew she hadn't a chance of guessing right. He had long white hair and beard and wore bright, spangly robes and pointed hat. 'This is Karen Clark our new Flying and Quidditch teacher.' Karen was just twenty years old, a slim young lady, with blue eyes and brown hair tied in a ponytail at the back of her head. She wasn't wearing her Hogwarts robes yet, she had a pair of trainers on, baggy, blue jeans and a red, hooded jumper.
The noise perked up again as one by one Dumbledore introduced Karen to the Staff.
'Hello… Nice to meet you… Hello… Yeah, I'm fine… Hi… Thanks…'
'This is Professor Nettles,' Dumbledore said, introducing a witch around Karen's age. She was small, had curly blond hair and blue eyes.
'Call me Amber,' she said smiling. Karen noticed a hint of Geordie in her accent.
'Amber will be showing you around, helping you out, letting you in on a few of Hogwarts secrets!' he said winking. 'I know you're going to need Amber for a few things that you won't be able to do yourself, but don't let that take your independence away.' Amber looked at the professor a little confused.
'Ok, thanks Professor.' Karen said.
'Call me Albus,' he said. 'I think that is all for now, you are welcome to come to my office if ever you need anything. The password is Donkey Wafflechunks. Over to you I think Professor, good day,' and off he went.
'C'mon, I'll show you to your room,' Amber said grabbing Karen's arm. Just as they headed for the door it swung open. In swooped a wizard with shoulder-length black hair, a thin but not unattractive face and long black robes. He glided past, totally ignoring the two of them. At first Karen thought he might have been a vampire. 'Severus!' Amber called and the dark wizard turned around with a swish of his robes. 'Karen, this is Professor Snape, Severus to us lot. Potions Master and head of Slytherin house,'
'Hello,' he said sharply looking totally disinterested at the new member of staff and grudgingly holding out his hand for Karen to shake.
'He-llo!' Karen beamed as she shook his cold hand. 'I'm gonna look forward to working with you!' She looked him up and down grinning. Maybe Snape wasn't used to this sort of attention, Karen didn't know, but he didn't take too kindly to her. He looked directly into her eyes and she noticed how dark and cold they were. He turned and busied himself at the other end of the room.
'Ok, lets get you to your room,' Amber steered Karen out of the staff room.
'What's wrong with him? Is he always that moody?' Karen asked about Snape.
'Yep, he's always been like that, when I was at school here he was the same. He likes to keep to himself, he's not very sociable, not very talkative,'
'Doesn't he like anyone?'
'No, not really. Only those in his house. He's not very nice to the other students.'
Karen just raised her eyebrows and the pair walked through Hogwarts' many corridors and staircases. They came to a large, arched, wooden door with a broomstick engraved on the front. 'Chudley Canons!' Amber said clearly. The door split in half right through the broomstick, and the two pieces shifted either side of the doorway revealing a circular, stone room with a wooden desk in the middle, a small door behind it and a large window to the right overlooking the Quidditch pitch.
'Wow,' Karen said, trying not to sound too amazed.
'Sorry, the Chudley Cannons are the only team I've heard of, I don't really follow Quidditch,'
'It's ok,' Karen said wide-eyed wandering around the room.
'I can change your password if you want?' Amber asked Karen.
'Nar, that's fine,' Karen was now marvelling at her ceiling and not paying much attention to Amber.
'Karen!' Amber blurted out, grabbing Karen's attention back from the room. 'Your room is through that door,' she pointed to the small door behind the desk. 'Want me to help you unpack?'
'Sorry,' Karen looked a little overwhelmed by her office. 'Yeah, if you want to. I can show you some of my, muggle, things,' Karen sniggered at saying the word muggle.
'What?'
'I like being the only muggle here,' she giggled again.