»Author's Note: Well I've never done a Harry Potter fanfic before...so if you like it, that's great. If you don't, then too bad and don't read more of it or flame me. No one likes to be flamed, and if you flame me I'm likely to say a little something back. You have been warned.
»Chapter Guide:
A description of place, person, or feeling.
'Thoughts'
"Speaking aloud to others."
/A new time, setting, or point of view/
(This would be an Author's note in the middle of the story!)
Shards of Silver - Chapter I: At Moonbreak
The summertime. The times when life is care-free and lively...or so you would think. This summer for Arianna was the opposite of that --it's boring, complicated, and nothing-but-work. Well that's pretty much what you get for skipping half of your school year. While the average teenage witch or wizard would be flying on broomsticks or hanging out with friends, Arianna wrote scroll after scroll after scroll of homework. 'So what have we learned?' Arianna asked herself, 'Next time you don't want to work, don't even sign-up for school?' Laughing to herself, she dotted her last I's and crossed her final T's. Setting the parchment in her bookbag, she rolled onto her back, staring at the shadow cast by the cieling fan. "What else have I learned?" Arianna thought aloud, reading the list in her head. "Maybe you should write them all down." her older brother sneered. "Shut your face!" she screeched, throwing a pillow at his chest. He pulled out his wand and sent it back at her. "You have to result to Muggle fighting strategies now?" he teased, "How sad." Sitting on the foot of the bed, he looked at his sister, pity in his eyes. "You're transfering schools." he said shortly. "You're a liar, Matthew." Arianna said, nervously. "Yes, but not this time..." he began, trying not to meet her eyes, "You're being sent to some heavily guarded school in the middle of nowhere in Britain." Arianna took a while to answer. New school in Britain? She had never been anywhere outside of New Zealand! "That can't be true!" But it was, her parent confirmed that later on during dinner. "But WHY?" Arianna pleaded. "At this new school, you will be more disciplined, have more subject choices, and you'll meet more people!" her mother explained for about the third time. She was tired, like most single mothers are, but slightly more than usual. Not to mention she was irritated. "Whine one more time, Arianna, and you will have your wand taken away!" Arianna stopped immediately. Never would she do her chores Muggle-style again. "Well WHEN then?" she asked desperately. "Around 2:00 am tomorrow." was the reply. At this, Arianna and Matthew almost fell out of their chairs. "But...how...you...!" Matthew sputtered, clutching his fork. He and Arianna were but three years apart in age, and were quite close. Arianna was furious, wanting to knock her perfect mother off her thrown. Matthew looked from Arianna to their mother and back, wondering what was to come. "Well, breaking up families IS what you do best!" she screamed, running up the staircase to her room. She, unlike many others, did not cry or yell even more. Arianna merely stared at her wall, fuming like mad. She had transfered schools many, many times. However, she had never been thousands of miles away from her beloved brother. What would she do without his help, without him by her side? Her thoughts were interupted by a knock on her door and heard her mother's voice say "Pack your stuff." Arianna would be going to the last Moonbreak celebration before she was shipped off to some foreign country. After pocketing her savings money and locking up her trunk, Arianna levitated it downstairs. "I can't believe it!" she repeated to herself with each step. Along with her brother Matthew, Arianna emerged from the back door of their home. Many people, like Arianna and Matthew, were wearing long, thing, white or black cloaks. No faces were shown, hoods were drawn over their heads, only revealing the animal masks under them. The huge fire reflected in their eyes as they watched the elders perform their ceremonial dance. In time, the moon would begin to fade, allowing the 'Moon Children' to send sparks of silver into the air with their beautiful, glowing eyes.
(Well there you have it, the first chap that I just started and finished last night...please review if ya can and tell me what you like/dislike nicely please. Thanks lots! -Aru)