This story begins one rainy day at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry…
Snape: If you combine *Potions, potions, potions, oh, guess what? MORE POTIONS!* Hmm… What do we have here? * Walks to shadowy, back part of the room.*
Syann: *Looks up.* Yes, sir?
Snape: How come you always sit back here? * Picks up a piece of paper.* And why are you drawing?! Ten-
Syann: Truth is, 'Sir', I know all this stuff.
Snape: Well, if you're so brilliant, maybe you should teach. They might learn something interesting…
Syann: I really don't think it's permitted to-
Snape: I won't tell…
Class: *Whispering thoughts to each other.*
Snape: QUIET! Syann, here is going to teach.
Hermione: How? She's always sitting in the back. I don't see how she learns anything, much less how she'll teach us.
Harry: I think he's crazy.
Ron: I've been saying that the past two years.
Syann: I really don't want to teach.
Snape: Fine, but I want you to sit with… * Glances around room.* Them. * Points to Harry, Ron, and Hermione's table.*
Syann: * Packs up and moves to the empty chair.*
Snape: Now, class, I want you to take the name of the potion off the board and put it into liquid form! You'll have until Wednesday! * Waves wand at the board and the name of the potion and resources in which to find it appear.* Begin!
Hermione: So, why were you in the back? You know, come to think of it, I don't think I've ever seen you before. Why not?
Syann: I do know this stuff. It's really easy. And you probably have seen me.
Hermione: What do you mean 'all of this'? Do you mean ALL of it or most or what he's teaching right now…
Syann: All of everything to know.
Hermione: How?
Syann: Some from textbooks, some from… I'd rather not talk about it…
Snape: What is so important not to do your work?!
- Bell rings-
Harry: Finally!
Syann: * Picks up books and walks down the hall alone, right?* Hi.
Harry: Did you say something?
Ron: No.
Harry: Hermione?
Hemione: No. Harry, are you ok?
Voice: What did you do today? Hmm?
Syann: Shut up.
Voice: Why?
Syann: Just, SHUT UP!
Voice: Fine, I'm going back to the Chamber.
Harry: Weird…
Ron: What?
Harry: A conversation.
Hermione: Between who?
Harry: Dunno, didn't you hear it? * Ron and Hermione shake heads 'no'.* This has been a strange day.
Hermione: What did you hear?
Harry: Something said ' What did you do today'. Something else said 'Shut up'. It wouldn't shut up, so it said it was going back to "The Chamber".
Ron: That's all?
Harry: Yes.
Hermione: I wonder…
Harry: What?
Hermione: Parseltongue!
Ron: You mean-
All: SNAKES!
Hermione: But who? Chamber?
Harry and Ron: * Blank stare.*
Ron: Can we go to lunch yet?
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Syann: You have to learn to shut up!
Voice: Come here.
Syann: Why? * Crawls over to murky water.*
Voice: * Squirts water into Syann's face.* Gotcha! * Giggles.*
Syann: You're the cutest little Basilisk ever, Rikka.
Rikka: * Looks into Syann's eyes.* I told you not to call me little.
Syann: Best friends are supposed to annoy each other. It's the law.
Rikka: Sure, whatever. So, I heard there was some kind of dance thingy coming up. Are you going with anybody?
Syann: Well…
Rikka: Come on, spill the beans!
Syann: Well, I thought about asking Ron…* Bites lip.*
Rikka: WHAT!? You mean-
Syann: I know it sounds stupid! I'm probably not going anyway.
Rikka: You should. Just tell him.
Syann: Well, I'm tired and have tons of homework.
Rikka: But, didn't your uncle teach you most? And you read all the textbooks you could find in every wizard library 'cause you thought you wouldn't get accepted, so how long would it take? An hour at the most?
Syann: Yeah… Bye… *Goes back to Girls' Dormitory.*
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Hermione: Hey, Syann. Where've you been?
Syann: When did you start to talk to me?
Hermione: Sorry, I was trying to be nice.
Syann: It's ok. I was just wondering. Nobody ever talks to me except Rikka.
Hermione: Who's Rikka?
Syann: A friend.
Hermione: Need help with homework?
Syann: No thanks, remember our little talk in Snape's class?
Hermione: Yeah, well, good night. *Pulls on night gown and goes to sleep.*