Disclaimer is on the summery...
Yeah, that's right there...
Right down there in the summery...
Well, that's all I wanted to say, so...
LET THE READING COMMENCE!
Denile isn't only a river in Egypt, it runs in the Wizarding world, but when the Toad at the end on the pain-bow finds a certain series, the tempers run high. Will the truth come out or will the OOC characters remain? JKR owns. T for language...
The Truth and Denial
Harry, Ron and Hermione were all in Potions waiting for the final bell to ring, only to hear the horrible familiar "Hem hem," and the sickening, falsely-sweet voice that followed, much to their horror.
"All students are to report to the Great Hall on Tuesday for a special event. All classes and other events are cancelled as we will be in the Great Hall from 6 a.m. until 10 o'clock for the next twelve days. Nothing shall happen during these twelve days.
"Arrive on time and you shall be rewarded. Arrive late, and detention for a week. Thank you. Now get to your common rooms."
Harry glared at nothing in particular, disgusted by this latest announcement. "Ugh, Umbridge! Better not be another educational decree. What number is it at already, anyway? Four hundred?" Harry asked darkly as he, Ron and Hermione walked up the stairs to their common room, while passing a Gryffindor first year that seemed to run into them a lot, and not just in the common rooms. She seemed to show up every time they left the Great Hall, the common room, the dorms, and when they left Hagrid's hut.
Finally Ron cracked. He turned and faced the first year and almost yelled, "Are you following us? 'Cause if you aren't how come you seem to know where we are all of the time?"
"I have insight." She said.
"Like what kind of insight?" Hermione asked in a tone that was kind and gentle, unlike Ron. The little girl just beckoned for Hermione to lean down, and whispered into her ear. Hermione's eyes went as round as Dobby's as she heard what the girl had to say. "Follow her." Was all Hermione said.
Ron and Harry just looked at each other shrugged as the first year grabbed Hermione's hand and headed to the fifth floor corridor that held the tapestry of Barnabas the Barmy. She walked up to it, paced three times in a straight line and then, the door to the room of requirement appeared.
The girl walked inside, and beckoned the trio in.
The inside of the room of requirement had the layout of a coffee shop that you could easily have a nice chat in before leaving for work. The little girl took one of the chairs, waited for the others to sit, and started to talk.
"My name is Abigail, and like I told Hermione, I read a series. The series of course, just happens to be the Harry Potter series, which I thought was a myth, until I got my Hogwarts letter. So, I grabbed the books and movies, and added them to my trunk of things for Hogwarts. Something is going to happen in a few days time, so I found this to be the perfect time to bring them out-" Abigail was saying until she was cut off by Harry.
"You mean to say that I'm in books and movies?"
"No, they are about your life at Hogwarts and sometimes during the summer," Abigail explained. "I know all about what you did: the Stone, Quirrel, The Polyjuice Potion, the Basilisk, The Sword, Riddle, Snuffles, what happened in the graveyard and everything else."
"OI! How do you know all of that?"
"I told you. I read the books."
"Well, then do you know what Umbridge is doing?" Ron asked.
Surprisingly, it wasn't Abigail who answered. It was Hermione. "She gave the books to Umbridge, the movies to Dumbledore. He watched the movies and owled her from his hiding place (that she now knows), and told her best friend that is in Slytherin, to give the books to Umbridge with the idea to read them to the school to prove that you didn't lie."
"Ron, don't give me that look. Not all Slytherins are evil. Jasmine isn't, she just likes to act the part," said Abigail as soon as she caught the look on Ron's face.
"I like the plan," Said Harry giving the small girl an approving look. If she could make friends with a Slytherin and still be nice, all in first year, then she couldn't be that bad. –Ish.
"Great! One more thing: can I join the DA?" she asked Harry. It was impossible not to say yes to that puppy dog face. Harry ended up saying that if she was any good, she could join.
"You won't be sorry Harry!" She squealed in delight, jumping up to hug him in a very Dobby like way. "Thank you sooo much! I got to go, and you might want to use the cloak and the map to get around the Toad," she said with a wink, and was gone.
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"Today," began the Toad (aka Umbridge), "We have a very special book to start reading. It was brought to me by two certain first years; Ms. Abigail and Ms. Jasmine of the Gryffindor and Slytherin houses."
At those words, there was a loud outbreak of whispers, and one exclamation by Theodore Nott saying; "What Slytherin in their right mind would befriend a Gryffindor?"
At once Theodore wished he hadn't spoken because Abigail stood up at the Gryffindor table and walked over to where Jasmine was standing and linked arms with her.
They then walked swiftly and purposefully towards Theodore where they simultaneously said, "And would you like to say that to our faces?"
Abigail had a mad gleam in her eyes and a scary look on her face, while Jasmine had an evil glint in her eyes and a creepy look on her face. It was enough to make anyone feel afraid.
The two first years alone were able to make Theodore sink down in his seat and wish that he was anywhere but there. And everyone could see that.
In a soft, evil and audible whisper not unlike the way McGonagall and Snape could hold attention, Abigail said, "Would you like to test us?"
Jasmine continued in that same voice, "Because it's one of you against two of us."
They together said, continuing in that voice, "Though we may just be first years, but we can do more advanced magic than you. We are mudbloods and proud of it! We know some sixth and seventh year magic and we are not afraid to use it."
Theodore just whimpered before saying, "Yes misses," in a weak, squeaky voice.
The teachers just stared. Never in all of Hogwarts history had a Slytherin and Gryffindor been as tight as those two girls. Not even Snape and Evans. They worked together in every class that they had together and in flying lessons, they helped each other. The teachers were seriously considering making a team of combined houses to try for the cup. The Gryffindor was a natural born seeker, possibly better than Potter, and the Slytherin was a natural born Keeper, better than Wood!
The girls smiled happily and , made their way back to their respective tables, though halfway back they stopped, looking at each other, making a silent agreement. Then Abigail looked at the teachers and asked, "Would it be alright if Jasmine sat with me at the Gryffindor table-" and Jasmine finished, "-or Abigail sat with me at the Slytherin table?"
The teachers looked at the others before putting up a privacy charm.
"Albus, do you think it wise to let the girls sit at one of their tables?" Minervera asked Dumbledore.
"Why Minervera, I would think that you would like house unity," Snape said, though you could see in his eyes that he didn't like the idea either.
"Professors, I see no harm in allowing the girls to sit together. Let them sit at the Slytherin table, show the others that at least one Gryffindor doesn't mind sitting with the Slytherins."
They removed the privacy charm and Dumbledore told them with a twinkle in his eyes, "You may sit at the Slytherin table. No one will harm them," He added with a look at the two rival tables, "as they are a great role model for all of you. Remember them when they leave."
The two girls just headed to the Slytherin table where they sat, while the Gryffindors and Slytherins were yelling "TRAITORS!" at the top of their lungs. The two girls just smirked.
The Golden Trio, however, was shocked at the fact that the two girls were making such a statement. "They're taking this far," said Harry.
"I know, this is amazing!" Ron whispered back to him.
Hermione however, wasn't selective about who heard her and yelled, "Well, I think they're BRILLIANT!"
The Hall stared at them, shocked, leaving Umbridge an open window to start reading…
Harry Potter and The Philosophers Stone.
By JK Rowling.
AN: This is my escape from writers block. You can always insult Umbridge. When I finish this story. Hopefully my writers block for the HP reads PJO willl be gone... ^^,
I will not abandon a single story.
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