HARRY POTTER AND THE ANCIENT CURSE.
Chapter 1- The Invitation.
The Quidditch field was busy for the finals of the Quidditch Cup. It will be a very intense game of the DRACLAWS versus the TRIBASTS. Students started screaming when the Tribasts came out to practice. It seemed that the Tribasts are the favorite to win. It won't take you a hard time figuring out why. All the girls screamed and swooned as the gorgeous blonde haired players of the Tribasts made their way to the field.
"Look at that!! That's so disgraceful." "Llewelyn! Let's not start this again!" A black haired boy stood staring disgustedly at the Tribasts. He had a blue robe like everyone else and is a topnotch student. "Timothy, Look at them. The girls treat them like celebrities not like Quidditch players!" exclaimed Llewelyn as he started to walk.
"Llewelyn. They're just looks and charm. I bet you could beat them in Quidditch in the finals!!" said Timothy happily. "You're the best keeper you know??" added Timothy while trying to balance his books. Llewelyn started to smile, "I am.Aren't I?" he asked to Timothy.
"Of course you are!" They both turned their heads to see Aurora Pine, who was also in the Draclaws dorm. "Aurora!!!" they both said in chorus. "Will you stop fooling around! Our first class is Managing Monsters!! Professor Timyltonn must be waiting for us! Come on we're going to be late!" said Aurora walking ahead of them. Llewelyn and Timothy both followed Aurora to the outside plains.
There they saw Professor Timyltonn holding a class attendance folder, getting ready to mark the tardy students. "Myria Awoens?" said the professor as he started to search for a hand. Then finally a hand shot up, "Here Professor Timyltonn!" "Very good Myria, now. Timothy Parker??" "Present, Professor!!" said Timothy as he began to sit down on the grass. "Willum Braste?? Willum Braste?? Are you.."
"Here!! Professor!!" A brown haired boy began to run towards the class. He's in the dorm LEVIATHORN, and like all Leviathorn students they always have a habit of being tardy. "Mr. Braste. Next time you'll be late, I'll deduct 5 points from Leviathorn, and that goes for each of you, too." Professor Timylton looked behind Willum and saw four more Leviathorns: Jacques Simone, Feena Alliana, Johnny Haliwell, Elina Verdana.
"Hope they become late for the rest of the quarter so the Leviathorns will not win the house cup," said Timothy. Willum turned to Timothy and placed a threatening grin. "Class! We're going to have a."
"Professor!!! Look!!" "What??" Professor Timyltonn turned his head to find a ver strange mist. And they can see figures behind this mist. Then a bolt of lightning struck the class. Everyone shook in fright.
"Run everybody run!!!" screamed Professor Timytonn. Llewelyn ran towards the school but stopped at the Quidditch field. Everyone else started to run inside as bolt of lightnings started to rain in the field . The Quidditch players and the prefects guided the students but everyone was in panic.
Llewelyn turned his head at the mist and stood in the middle of the field. "Llewelyn!!!!" screamed Aurora. "Llewelyn Cross!! Come here now!!" shouted Professor Timyltonn and other professors. So Lewelyn ran into the school and headed and took one last glance into the fog. It seemed he thought that this incident is no accident.
Someone was awake and is out to capture five people destined to open the door in which the five memories can destroy the evil god.
Chapter 1- The Invitation.
The Quidditch field was busy for the finals of the Quidditch Cup. It will be a very intense game of the DRACLAWS versus the TRIBASTS. Students started screaming when the Tribasts came out to practice. It seemed that the Tribasts are the favorite to win. It won't take you a hard time figuring out why. All the girls screamed and swooned as the gorgeous blonde haired players of the Tribasts made their way to the field.
"Look at that!! That's so disgraceful." "Llewelyn! Let's not start this again!" A black haired boy stood staring disgustedly at the Tribasts. He had a blue robe like everyone else and is a topnotch student. "Timothy, Look at them. The girls treat them like celebrities not like Quidditch players!" exclaimed Llewelyn as he started to walk.
"Llewelyn. They're just looks and charm. I bet you could beat them in Quidditch in the finals!!" said Timothy happily. "You're the best keeper you know??" added Timothy while trying to balance his books. Llewelyn started to smile, "I am.Aren't I?" he asked to Timothy.
"Of course you are!" They both turned their heads to see Aurora Pine, who was also in the Draclaws dorm. "Aurora!!!" they both said in chorus. "Will you stop fooling around! Our first class is Managing Monsters!! Professor Timyltonn must be waiting for us! Come on we're going to be late!" said Aurora walking ahead of them. Llewelyn and Timothy both followed Aurora to the outside plains.
There they saw Professor Timyltonn holding a class attendance folder, getting ready to mark the tardy students. "Myria Awoens?" said the professor as he started to search for a hand. Then finally a hand shot up, "Here Professor Timyltonn!" "Very good Myria, now. Timothy Parker??" "Present, Professor!!" said Timothy as he began to sit down on the grass. "Willum Braste?? Willum Braste?? Are you.."
"Here!! Professor!!" A brown haired boy began to run towards the class. He's in the dorm LEVIATHORN, and like all Leviathorn students they always have a habit of being tardy. "Mr. Braste. Next time you'll be late, I'll deduct 5 points from Leviathorn, and that goes for each of you, too." Professor Timylton looked behind Willum and saw four more Leviathorns: Jacques Simone, Feena Alliana, Johnny Haliwell, Elina Verdana.
"Hope they become late for the rest of the quarter so the Leviathorns will not win the house cup," said Timothy. Willum turned to Timothy and placed a threatening grin. "Class! We're going to have a."
"Professor!!! Look!!" "What??" Professor Timyltonn turned his head to find a ver strange mist. And they can see figures behind this mist. Then a bolt of lightning struck the class. Everyone shook in fright.
"Run everybody run!!!" screamed Professor Timytonn. Llewelyn ran towards the school but stopped at the Quidditch field. Everyone else started to run inside as bolt of lightnings started to rain in the field . The Quidditch players and the prefects guided the students but everyone was in panic.
Llewelyn turned his head at the mist and stood in the middle of the field. "Llewelyn!!!!" screamed Aurora. "Llewelyn Cross!! Come here now!!" shouted Professor Timyltonn and other professors. So Lewelyn ran into the school and headed and took one last glance into the fog. It seemed he thought that this incident is no accident.
Someone was awake and is out to capture five people destined to open the door in which the five memories can destroy the evil god.