By: NikkiiLove-706
Warning: This is Snarry! I may throw in some Twincest if im bored! This story will be in half IM form and half in normal form! There will be Ginny Bashing and maybe Ron bashing….. I hope you Enjoy and please NO Flamers!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, that is all J.K. Rowling not me k? Alright….
Please Note that I will slowly update the IM list as we learn what each characters IM is going to be, k?
"Talking."
'Thinking'
"Parselmouth"
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Chapter 1: Dumbledore's Brillant Idea!
It was the end of the first quarter at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and Dumbledore was a little to giddy, well at least from Harry's point of view. Everyone knew that the Headmaster was missing some marbles and that usually lead to trouble for the students, especially after the war. Harry had finally defeated Voldemort and Dumbledore was dead. Or that is what everyone thought until said man walked in to the Great Hall on the first day back. He had apparently survived but kept it a secret saying something about it was "for the greater good" that Harry continued on alone. The strange, crazy old git. And he just had to make all the 7th years that fought in the war return to retake the year. Harry was taken from his thoughts about the old man when said old man stood and silenced the room.
"Hello students and professors! I have a rather important and exciting announcement. This year Hogwarts is supplying all of you with a laptop. And if you don't know what this contraption is," Dumbledore raised up a sleek maroon colored laptop. "Then our helper here, Mrs. Nex will gladely help you." Mrs. Nex was a rather young woman, dark brown hair with streaks of neon orange and she had a tattoo of what looked to be bobbed wire and claw marks that formed the word "dead" running around her neck disappearing into her low, green v-neck shirt and the fishnet shirt below that one. She was wearing a black robe over the shirt and black extra-skinny jeans. She seemed really hyper and enthusiastic with her frantic waving at each table. Dumbledore did a swish with his hand and in front of every student was a thin, pure white desk top. "You may change them to whatever color you want and there are no rules on these devices except that you do not let them get damaged. Now off you go, it is getting rather late and im sure most of you are going to fiddle around with your new laptops. Have a splendid evening."
And with that everyone stood with their new desk tops and slowly exited the Great Hall. It was rather loud with everyone chatting, it would seem they were all excited about this new idea of dear old Dumble's. Harry on the other hand had a headache and the commotion about the damned computer was not helping one little itsy bitsy bit.
He made it to the fat lady at last with Hermione and Ron right behind him bickering like always. He muttered the password, "A Lion's Grave." Harry mused about the irony in that small statement as he climbed into the common room. 'How ironic to have our password be about our own lost Gryffindors. They died and we are constantly reminded when we walk into our house dorms. Atleast they don't have to deal with life as it is now…' He glanced around the common room and there were already a few other students, all on there new laptops. A few girl's were in the corner trying to change the covers design while giggling away. And over by the fire were a few 4th years laughing at the point in the new technology in the school. Bypassing everyone, Harry headed straight for his room. The few returning 7th years get their own room because Dumbledore had said it was a gift for having to return.
Harry opened the door, slipping inside, and kicking it closed as he unbuttoned his shirt. With a quick wave of his hand the door was locked and warded to tell him when someone was trying to enter. Dumping the laptop on his side table, he tossed his shirt over near the bathroom door and kicked off his pants throwing them with his shirt. He slid into bed and before his head even hit the pillow he was asleep.
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*Well that's the first chapter and im sorry on how short it is, but if it helps the next chappie will have IM-ing. Well Reviewers: PLEASE Review and Flamers: Go the Hell Away!