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C-F: Okay, fic numeral tres.
Marik: You write too much.
C-F: Uhh, I think some people might disagree...
Ari: Unfortunately...
C-F: .* Anyhoo, it's thanks to *points at computer* junana107 and her insanity that this fic was created. She has some terrible torture ideas... *shudders*
Malik: O.o
Ari: And since C-F can't italicize things, word, etc. will have /these/.
Marik: And thoughts and telepathic speech will ^Look like this^.
C-F: *recovers from her fright* This is Harry's sixth year at Hogwarts. ONWARD, TORANADO! *horse neighs in the background*
Marik, Ari & Malik: Oh please.
C-F: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh!, Harry Potter, Jenny Hall, Erin Lupin OR ANYTHING but this fic and Arianna Black so leave me be or something wicked your way comes!
The weight of a sword that stole a life will drag you down to hell.
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The Archway of the Beginning and the End
1
Chapter One
Something Wicked this Way Comes
***********************New York
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Erin
"Oh come on, Ari!" I pleaded to one of my best friends, Arianna Black.
"/No/." said Ari rather firmly as she put her book titled "The Worlds Top Ten Most Wanted Vampires, Werewolves and Animagus, by Patrina Campbell, "It's absolutely ludicrous."
"Even for her." added Jenny Hall my other best friend.
I glared at Jenny.
"/Please?/" I begged, giving her the puppy eyes.
"I don't even need to go to Hogwarts!" snapped Ari, "And anyways, do you know how /long/ it takes to get to England?!"
"Just because you graduated several years early from the best Dark Arts school in the world /and/ have top marks in defensive magic does /not/ mean you /don't/ need to go to Hogwarts!" I yelled.
"And after all, Dumbledore himself sent the owls." added Jenny.
"DID YOU SEE WHAT /MY/ LETTER SAID?!" roared Ari, "IT SAID HE ALSO WANTED ME TO /TEACH/!!"
We were silent at /that/.
"Pfft." Ari picked up her book and began reading again.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Arianna
"You'll get to meet Harry Potter." bribed Erin.
The book slid out of my hands and hit the floor with a loud /thump/.
"What?" I asked.
"Harry Potter." said Erin, "He goes to Hogwarts."
"I'll go pack." I muttered as I picked up my book and raced up the stairs of my house.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Erin
"How'd you come up with that idea?" asked Jenny.
"She is very interested in meeting Potter for some reason." I replied with a shrug.
"Oh..."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Marik Ishtar
"Okay, so let me get this straight, you, me, Yami and Joey are invited to go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?" I said Ryou.
"/And/ me." snapped Bakura.
"Are you guys serious?"
"Yes. Serious as a graveyard."
"Maybe we'll meet some hot chicks..." said Joey.
"Yeah..." said Yami, dreamily.
"You two make me sick." I muttered.
"Oh, come on, it's not like we're gonna be the /only/ transfer students!" snapped Ryou.
"Oh fine, fine. I'll go." I muttered sulkily.
"Grand!" exclaimed Ryou, "Hurry up and get packed, then!"
^What did I do to deserve this?^
***********************A few days later, Diagon Alley, London, England
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Harry Potter
"Come on, Harry!" said Ron.
"How did I ever let you talk me into this?" I grumbled.
"/Harry/," said Hermione, "You're the Quidditch expert, you tell me what broom I should buy!"
"Whoever said you'd make it on a team, Grainger." said a very familiar nasal voice from behind us.
"Oh put a cauldron in it, Malfoy." snapped Ron.
"How much money do you have for a broom, Hermione?" I asked her in an undertone.
"Enough for a Firebolt, why?" replied Hermione.
"Then get a Firebolt, you are trying out for Chaser after all." I said, simply.
"Oh, Draco, fancy meeting /you here/." said a girl whom was obviously American.
"Ari!" gaped Draco.
"Hello to you to." said the girl.
"Ari, hurry up!" snapped a voice behind the girl, also American.
"We don't have all day!" snapped another female American.
"See you later, cousin." said the girl to Malfoy, "And do leave them alone. They have plenty to worry about /without/ you messing around with them."
This girl must have some hidden powers, for, Malfoy just gave us a dark look and stalked off.
"Oh my..." muttered Hermione.
"What?" I asked.
"Nothing." said Hermione, going up to the counter and paying for a Firebolt.
*******Yet a few /more/ days later, King's Cross Station Platform 9 3/4
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Jenny
"Where do you think she is?" I asked Erin for the millionth time that day.
"She is probably going to fly to Hogwarts." Erin muttered as we /tried/ to find an empty cabin on the Hogwarts Express.
"/Fly/?" I asked, incredulously, "When it will most likely be /pouring rain/?"
"Yes." replied Erin with a shrug.
We were in the last carriage.
"Oi!" said a male's British voice.
"Huh?" asked Erin, peeking her head in the last cabin.
I looked in and saw two boys and a girl in the cabin.
"You two can sit in here if you want." said the female of the three.
"Uh... Thanks." I said and with that Erin and I settled ourselves in the cabin.
"Where do you think Padfoot is, Prongs?" asked Erin to me in a whisper.
"I just asked you that, Moony." I muttered to her, the three people in the cabin had obviously heard and the dark-haired boy was watching us.
"Oh, yeah, sorry." muttered Moony (Erin).
"Excuse me." said the girl, "But I believe we have seen each other before...?"
"Yes... You're right, Hermione, they do look familiar..." said the red- haired boy.
The dark-haired boy remained silent, a pained look on his face.
"Yes, we were at the broom shop, our friend told Draco to leave you alone." said Moony.
"Well!" said the girl, "I'm Hermione Grainger."
"I'm Ron Weasley." said the red-haired boy.
The other boy remained silent.
"And /that/ is Harry Potter." said Hermione casting an annoyed look at Harry.
"I'm Erin Lupin." said Moony.
"And I'm Jenny Hall."
"Did I... Did I hear you call yourselves Padfoot, Prongs and Moony?" asked Harry.
"Yes." I said before Moony could stop me.
"Hmm." muttered Harry.
"So, where's your friend?" asked Ron.
"We have no idea." I said.
"What's her name?" asked Hermione.
"Who?" asked Moony, "Padfoot's name? Arianna Black."
The room went still.
"Her last name is /Black/?" asked Harry, slowly.
"Yes." said Moony.
"And your last name is Lupin." said Hermione to Moony.
"Yes." said Moony, again.
"Are you an relation to...?" started Harry, but he didn't finish.
"She." -I pointed at Moony- "Is Remus Lupin's daughter."
"And I am the daughter of one of Harry's father's sisters." I said.
"That would make you Harry's..." started Hermione, her jaw agape.
"His cousin." I said, simply.
"Who is you friend related to, the,?" asked Ron.
"Actually, we don't know." said Moony.
"What?" asked Harry.
"Her mother never mentioned who her father is and she's never said." I said, simply.
"Weird." muttered Ron.
***********************A few hours later, The Great Hall, Hogwarts,
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Erin
"Okay, so we both got into Gryffindor." said Jenny as we sat down across from Harry, Ron and Hermione.
I wasn't paying much attention, I was eyeing a really hot boy down the table.
"Welcome to another year at Hogwarts." started Dumbledore, "As those of you who were here last year may have noticed, two of the staff are not here."
"I'd been wondering about that..." muttered Ron.
"We do have a new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, but she is a bit late." continued Professor Dumbledore, "Our Potions Master is away on very important business and won't be back until later this term. So, our Dark Arts teacher will be teaching potions as well."
"I wonder who our new teacher is?" muttered Harry.
Prongs and I exchanged looks.
"Now, I know you all are probably hungry, I know I most certainly am, so let the feast begin and I will continue after we have all replenished ourselves." finished Dumbledore as he sat down.
"I hope our new teacher isn't anything like Umbridge." muttered a boy who had been introduced as Neville.
"Yeah, even if she's like Snape I can handle her." muttered another boy who had been introduced as Seamus.
We all remained (pretty much) silent as we scarfed down our food.
"I don't think I can eat another bite." muttered Harry.
The food vanished and Dumbledore stood up again.
"Now, I would like to introduce some transfer students, if I may." said Dumbledore, "Jenny Hall, Erin Lupin, Marik Ishtar, Yami Motou, Ryou Bakura, Bakura Hyde, and Joey Wheeler, please stand up."
There was a rustle of robes and five people (including me and Moony) stood up at the Gryffindor table and two boys stood up at the Slytherin table.
"These fine, youngsters are from America, and are going to be your classmate from now on." said Dumbledore simply and then he motioned for us to sit back down.
"How embaressing was that?" muttered the boy I had been watching as he sat down next to me.
"Very embaressing." said a blonde boy as he sat down next to Prongs.
"I'm Yami." said the tri-hair-colored boy who I had been watching.
"I'm Joey." added the blonde.
"I'm Erin." I said.
"And I'm Jenny." added Jenny.
"Now, first-years, I would like to make it absolutely clear that it is /forbidden/ for /any and all/ students to go into the Forbidden Forest. And- "
The doors to the Great Hall swung open and Padfoot walked in, looking rather wet but as she gave an apologetic bow to Dumbledore she seemed to dry-out.
"Ahh, good flying?" asked Dumbledore, making people along the tables whisper.
"Horrible." replied, Padfoot, "I made a mental note telling myself to /not/ fly again in this kind of weather."
"Excuse me, but how can you fly without a broom?" asked a girl at the Ravenclaw table.
"Arianna is a vampire, thus she has wings." said Dumbledore as Padfoot strolled towards the staff table.
"/Wings/?" said a boy at Hufflepuff, "I don't see any /wings/. So she can be a vampire."
Padfoot stopped in the middle of the Great Hall and rolled her eyes.
"Oh please." I groaned.
"You know her?" asked Yami.
"She's our friend." replied Prongs.
Padfoot did exactly what I knew she was going to do.
Several people gaped or gasped in wonder as Padfoot's wings suddenly appeared and with one beat of her wings was behind the staff table.
"Merlin's beard..." gaped Ron and Harry.
Padfoot's wings disappeared and with a glance around the hall she sat down.
"Now, everyone, this is your new Dark Arts teacher, temporary potion teacher and fellow classmate." said Dumbledore, "Also, Slytherins, while Professor Snape is gone, Arianna will be your head of house. That is all."
Everyone got up and made for the exit.
"Oh, and would Harry Potter please remain?" added Dumbledore.
I turned and noticed that Padfoot was still at the staff table.
"Huh..." I muttered as I followed the stream of Gryffindors.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Ari
^What does he want? I'm tired.^
"Harry." said Dumbledore.
"Yes, sir?" asked Harry.
"I thought I ought to introduce you to Arianna properly." said Dumbledore.
I looked from Harry to Dumbledore.
"Sir?" asked Harry.
"This is Arianna Black, as I'm sure her friends have told you. She is Sirius' daughter." said Dumbledore.
I flinched as I heard my father's name.
"Sh-she-she what?" gaped Harry, "I didn't know he had a d-daughter."
"That's because my mother hated him and took me to America." I said.
"'Hated'?" asked Dumbledore.
"Didn't you know?" I asked, "She's dead."
"What happened?" asked Harry.
"A Death Eater." I said, "He was trying to get her to let me become a /Death Eater/. He killed her."
I saw a movement on the shadows.
"And you killed him." said Dumbledore.
I nodded.
"H-how?" asked Harry.
"The Killing Curse." stated a voice.
"Ahhh, Marik, I see you didn't go to your house like you were supposed to." said Dumbledore.
"I wanted to listen." said Marik as he came out of the shadows.
^Hmm, a fellow vampire...^
"It's just as well, Professor Black will be giving you /both/ private potions and Dark Arts lessons." said Dumbledore.
My head snapped up.
"/What/?" I asked, "The /Dark Arts/?"
"Yes, you will also be teaching Dark Arts to the school but these two you will give more advanced lessons to." replied Dumbledore, "That is all. Harry, you ought to get back to Gryffindor Tower. Arianna, I believe you can show Marik to the Slytherin Dungeon...?"
"Yes, Professor." I said standing up.
I was aware of Dumbledore watching me the whole way out of the Great Hall.
"Soooo, what's your name?" asked Marik.
^You already know, you great baboon.^
"Arianna Black." I replied as I opened the door to the dungeons and strolled down a corridor.
"I'm Marik Ishtar." said Marik.
^Like I didn't know that.^
I led us down a corridor that led to the kitchen and stopped at a length of bare damp wall.
"Lycaon Pictus." I said to the wall.
The wall slid away to show the green and silver Slytherin common room.
"Ari!" yelped Draco, as he tried to hide something behind his back.
I gave him a look, strolled over to him, and confiscated a rather large snake from him.
"Do you have /any/ idea how poisonous egyptian cobras are, Draco?" I asked, coolly.
"Uhh..." said Draco.
"I thought so... I want a essay on egyptian cobras, their eating habits, uses for their poison, antidotes if you get bitten by one and the ingredients, mating habits, longest one recorded, how long they live, what age is an egyptian cobra when it is finally considered an adult, how egyptian cobras were treated by humans from beginning of the Ancient Egyptian civilization to the present and it's due in one week."
"That's not fair!" snapped Crabbe.
"You will do the same essay!"
"B-" started Goyle.
"You as well."
It ended up being all the Slytherins had to have me that essay by next week except for Marik and a boy known as Bakura Hyde.
***********************Next morning, Gryffindor Table,
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Ari
"You look rather amused." remarked Harry as I plopped down on the bench across from him.
"And the Slytherins look rather pissed." remarked Lee Jordan.
"Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh..."
"Ohhh, boy." sighed Jenny.
"If y'all don't mind." said Marik, "Me and Bakura would like to sit over here from now on."
I grinned devilishly.
"What did she do?" asked Erin.
"She gave Malfoy a ridiculously long essay as a punishment for having an egyptian cobra." replied Bakura.
"And then all the Slytherins except for these two fine gentlemen were protesting so /all/ the Slytherins except for these two have an essay to get to me by a week after yesterday." I added.
"Is it that long?" asked Erin.
I grinned.
"Oh boy.." muttered Jenny.
An owl swooped down suddenly and stared at me.
I took the newspaper from it, put a knut in the pouch and gazed at the front page.
"Ari?" asked Marik.
"..."
"Yoo-hoo?" asked Jenny.
"..."
"PADFOOT!" yelled Erin.
"Something wicked this way comes." I said.
"I hate it when you do this." muttered Jenny.
"Voldemort is after another something from the Department of Mysteries." I said.
Harry dropped his spoon.
"What?" asked Ron.
"The arch in the Death Room." I mutter as I read the article.
"What's so special about it?" asked Harry, glumly.
"It's a gateway." I said, "Between worlds, times, and places."
"Sirius fell through that..." said Harry.
"He what?" I asked staring at Harry.
"He fell through the archway /after/ being hit by the Avada Kedavra curse." said Hermione.
"You see, the extraordinary thing about the arch-way is that it will bring dead people back to life, heal injuries. Or if you're not harmed it will harm you." I said, "The Ancient Egyptians made it in the Eighteenth Dynasty during Ankenaten's reign."
"So Sirius could still be alive...?" asked Harry.
"Is alive." I said, "He just has to find his way back to this world."
I put the Daily Prophet down.
"I think it's time for y'all to learn some good offensive spells." I said.
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Marik: She's lost it.
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Ari: *rolls eyes*
C-F: PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!
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C-F: Okay, fic numeral tres.
Marik: You write too much.
C-F: Uhh, I think some people might disagree...
Ari: Unfortunately...
C-F: .* Anyhoo, it's thanks to *points at computer* junana107 and her insanity that this fic was created. She has some terrible torture ideas... *shudders*
Malik: O.o
Ari: And since C-F can't italicize things, word, etc. will have /these/.
Marik: And thoughts and telepathic speech will ^Look like this^.
C-F: *recovers from her fright* This is Harry's sixth year at Hogwarts. ONWARD, TORANADO! *horse neighs in the background*
Marik, Ari & Malik: Oh please.
C-F: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh!, Harry Potter, Jenny Hall, Erin Lupin OR ANYTHING but this fic and Arianna Black so leave me be or something wicked your way comes!
The weight of a sword that stole a life will drag you down to hell.
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The Archway of the Beginning and the End
1
Chapter One
Something Wicked this Way Comes
***********************New York
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Erin
"Oh come on, Ari!" I pleaded to one of my best friends, Arianna Black.
"/No/." said Ari rather firmly as she put her book titled "The Worlds Top Ten Most Wanted Vampires, Werewolves and Animagus, by Patrina Campbell, "It's absolutely ludicrous."
"Even for her." added Jenny Hall my other best friend.
I glared at Jenny.
"/Please?/" I begged, giving her the puppy eyes.
"I don't even need to go to Hogwarts!" snapped Ari, "And anyways, do you know how /long/ it takes to get to England?!"
"Just because you graduated several years early from the best Dark Arts school in the world /and/ have top marks in defensive magic does /not/ mean you /don't/ need to go to Hogwarts!" I yelled.
"And after all, Dumbledore himself sent the owls." added Jenny.
"DID YOU SEE WHAT /MY/ LETTER SAID?!" roared Ari, "IT SAID HE ALSO WANTED ME TO /TEACH/!!"
We were silent at /that/.
"Pfft." Ari picked up her book and began reading again.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Arianna
"You'll get to meet Harry Potter." bribed Erin.
The book slid out of my hands and hit the floor with a loud /thump/.
"What?" I asked.
"Harry Potter." said Erin, "He goes to Hogwarts."
"I'll go pack." I muttered as I picked up my book and raced up the stairs of my house.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Erin
"How'd you come up with that idea?" asked Jenny.
"She is very interested in meeting Potter for some reason." I replied with a shrug.
"Oh..."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Marik Ishtar
"Okay, so let me get this straight, you, me, Yami and Joey are invited to go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?" I said Ryou.
"/And/ me." snapped Bakura.
"Are you guys serious?"
"Yes. Serious as a graveyard."
"Maybe we'll meet some hot chicks..." said Joey.
"Yeah..." said Yami, dreamily.
"You two make me sick." I muttered.
"Oh, come on, it's not like we're gonna be the /only/ transfer students!" snapped Ryou.
"Oh fine, fine. I'll go." I muttered sulkily.
"Grand!" exclaimed Ryou, "Hurry up and get packed, then!"
^What did I do to deserve this?^
***********************A few days later, Diagon Alley, London, England
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Harry Potter
"Come on, Harry!" said Ron.
"How did I ever let you talk me into this?" I grumbled.
"/Harry/," said Hermione, "You're the Quidditch expert, you tell me what broom I should buy!"
"Whoever said you'd make it on a team, Grainger." said a very familiar nasal voice from behind us.
"Oh put a cauldron in it, Malfoy." snapped Ron.
"How much money do you have for a broom, Hermione?" I asked her in an undertone.
"Enough for a Firebolt, why?" replied Hermione.
"Then get a Firebolt, you are trying out for Chaser after all." I said, simply.
"Oh, Draco, fancy meeting /you here/." said a girl whom was obviously American.
"Ari!" gaped Draco.
"Hello to you to." said the girl.
"Ari, hurry up!" snapped a voice behind the girl, also American.
"We don't have all day!" snapped another female American.
"See you later, cousin." said the girl to Malfoy, "And do leave them alone. They have plenty to worry about /without/ you messing around with them."
This girl must have some hidden powers, for, Malfoy just gave us a dark look and stalked off.
"Oh my..." muttered Hermione.
"What?" I asked.
"Nothing." said Hermione, going up to the counter and paying for a Firebolt.
*******Yet a few /more/ days later, King's Cross Station Platform 9 3/4
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Jenny
"Where do you think she is?" I asked Erin for the millionth time that day.
"She is probably going to fly to Hogwarts." Erin muttered as we /tried/ to find an empty cabin on the Hogwarts Express.
"/Fly/?" I asked, incredulously, "When it will most likely be /pouring rain/?"
"Yes." replied Erin with a shrug.
We were in the last carriage.
"Oi!" said a male's British voice.
"Huh?" asked Erin, peeking her head in the last cabin.
I looked in and saw two boys and a girl in the cabin.
"You two can sit in here if you want." said the female of the three.
"Uh... Thanks." I said and with that Erin and I settled ourselves in the cabin.
"Where do you think Padfoot is, Prongs?" asked Erin to me in a whisper.
"I just asked you that, Moony." I muttered to her, the three people in the cabin had obviously heard and the dark-haired boy was watching us.
"Oh, yeah, sorry." muttered Moony (Erin).
"Excuse me." said the girl, "But I believe we have seen each other before...?"
"Yes... You're right, Hermione, they do look familiar..." said the red- haired boy.
The dark-haired boy remained silent, a pained look on his face.
"Yes, we were at the broom shop, our friend told Draco to leave you alone." said Moony.
"Well!" said the girl, "I'm Hermione Grainger."
"I'm Ron Weasley." said the red-haired boy.
The other boy remained silent.
"And /that/ is Harry Potter." said Hermione casting an annoyed look at Harry.
"I'm Erin Lupin." said Moony.
"And I'm Jenny Hall."
"Did I... Did I hear you call yourselves Padfoot, Prongs and Moony?" asked Harry.
"Yes." I said before Moony could stop me.
"Hmm." muttered Harry.
"So, where's your friend?" asked Ron.
"We have no idea." I said.
"What's her name?" asked Hermione.
"Who?" asked Moony, "Padfoot's name? Arianna Black."
The room went still.
"Her last name is /Black/?" asked Harry, slowly.
"Yes." said Moony.
"And your last name is Lupin." said Hermione to Moony.
"Yes." said Moony, again.
"Are you an relation to...?" started Harry, but he didn't finish.
"She." -I pointed at Moony- "Is Remus Lupin's daughter."
"And I am the daughter of one of Harry's father's sisters." I said.
"That would make you Harry's..." started Hermione, her jaw agape.
"His cousin." I said, simply.
"Who is you friend related to, the,?" asked Ron.
"Actually, we don't know." said Moony.
"What?" asked Harry.
"Her mother never mentioned who her father is and she's never said." I said, simply.
"Weird." muttered Ron.
***********************A few hours later, The Great Hall, Hogwarts,
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Erin
"Okay, so we both got into Gryffindor." said Jenny as we sat down across from Harry, Ron and Hermione.
I wasn't paying much attention, I was eyeing a really hot boy down the table.
"Welcome to another year at Hogwarts." started Dumbledore, "As those of you who were here last year may have noticed, two of the staff are not here."
"I'd been wondering about that..." muttered Ron.
"We do have a new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, but she is a bit late." continued Professor Dumbledore, "Our Potions Master is away on very important business and won't be back until later this term. So, our Dark Arts teacher will be teaching potions as well."
"I wonder who our new teacher is?" muttered Harry.
Prongs and I exchanged looks.
"Now, I know you all are probably hungry, I know I most certainly am, so let the feast begin and I will continue after we have all replenished ourselves." finished Dumbledore as he sat down.
"I hope our new teacher isn't anything like Umbridge." muttered a boy who had been introduced as Neville.
"Yeah, even if she's like Snape I can handle her." muttered another boy who had been introduced as Seamus.
We all remained (pretty much) silent as we scarfed down our food.
"I don't think I can eat another bite." muttered Harry.
The food vanished and Dumbledore stood up again.
"Now, I would like to introduce some transfer students, if I may." said Dumbledore, "Jenny Hall, Erin Lupin, Marik Ishtar, Yami Motou, Ryou Bakura, Bakura Hyde, and Joey Wheeler, please stand up."
There was a rustle of robes and five people (including me and Moony) stood up at the Gryffindor table and two boys stood up at the Slytherin table.
"These fine, youngsters are from America, and are going to be your classmate from now on." said Dumbledore simply and then he motioned for us to sit back down.
"How embaressing was that?" muttered the boy I had been watching as he sat down next to me.
"Very embaressing." said a blonde boy as he sat down next to Prongs.
"I'm Yami." said the tri-hair-colored boy who I had been watching.
"I'm Joey." added the blonde.
"I'm Erin." I said.
"And I'm Jenny." added Jenny.
"Now, first-years, I would like to make it absolutely clear that it is /forbidden/ for /any and all/ students to go into the Forbidden Forest. And- "
The doors to the Great Hall swung open and Padfoot walked in, looking rather wet but as she gave an apologetic bow to Dumbledore she seemed to dry-out.
"Ahh, good flying?" asked Dumbledore, making people along the tables whisper.
"Horrible." replied, Padfoot, "I made a mental note telling myself to /not/ fly again in this kind of weather."
"Excuse me, but how can you fly without a broom?" asked a girl at the Ravenclaw table.
"Arianna is a vampire, thus she has wings." said Dumbledore as Padfoot strolled towards the staff table.
"/Wings/?" said a boy at Hufflepuff, "I don't see any /wings/. So she can be a vampire."
Padfoot stopped in the middle of the Great Hall and rolled her eyes.
"Oh please." I groaned.
"You know her?" asked Yami.
"She's our friend." replied Prongs.
Padfoot did exactly what I knew she was going to do.
Several people gaped or gasped in wonder as Padfoot's wings suddenly appeared and with one beat of her wings was behind the staff table.
"Merlin's beard..." gaped Ron and Harry.
Padfoot's wings disappeared and with a glance around the hall she sat down.
"Now, everyone, this is your new Dark Arts teacher, temporary potion teacher and fellow classmate." said Dumbledore, "Also, Slytherins, while Professor Snape is gone, Arianna will be your head of house. That is all."
Everyone got up and made for the exit.
"Oh, and would Harry Potter please remain?" added Dumbledore.
I turned and noticed that Padfoot was still at the staff table.
"Huh..." I muttered as I followed the stream of Gryffindors.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Ari
^What does he want? I'm tired.^
"Harry." said Dumbledore.
"Yes, sir?" asked Harry.
"I thought I ought to introduce you to Arianna properly." said Dumbledore.
I looked from Harry to Dumbledore.
"Sir?" asked Harry.
"This is Arianna Black, as I'm sure her friends have told you. She is Sirius' daughter." said Dumbledore.
I flinched as I heard my father's name.
"Sh-she-she what?" gaped Harry, "I didn't know he had a d-daughter."
"That's because my mother hated him and took me to America." I said.
"'Hated'?" asked Dumbledore.
"Didn't you know?" I asked, "She's dead."
"What happened?" asked Harry.
"A Death Eater." I said, "He was trying to get her to let me become a /Death Eater/. He killed her."
I saw a movement on the shadows.
"And you killed him." said Dumbledore.
I nodded.
"H-how?" asked Harry.
"The Killing Curse." stated a voice.
"Ahhh, Marik, I see you didn't go to your house like you were supposed to." said Dumbledore.
"I wanted to listen." said Marik as he came out of the shadows.
^Hmm, a fellow vampire...^
"It's just as well, Professor Black will be giving you /both/ private potions and Dark Arts lessons." said Dumbledore.
My head snapped up.
"/What/?" I asked, "The /Dark Arts/?"
"Yes, you will also be teaching Dark Arts to the school but these two you will give more advanced lessons to." replied Dumbledore, "That is all. Harry, you ought to get back to Gryffindor Tower. Arianna, I believe you can show Marik to the Slytherin Dungeon...?"
"Yes, Professor." I said standing up.
I was aware of Dumbledore watching me the whole way out of the Great Hall.
"Soooo, what's your name?" asked Marik.
^You already know, you great baboon.^
"Arianna Black." I replied as I opened the door to the dungeons and strolled down a corridor.
"I'm Marik Ishtar." said Marik.
^Like I didn't know that.^
I led us down a corridor that led to the kitchen and stopped at a length of bare damp wall.
"Lycaon Pictus." I said to the wall.
The wall slid away to show the green and silver Slytherin common room.
"Ari!" yelped Draco, as he tried to hide something behind his back.
I gave him a look, strolled over to him, and confiscated a rather large snake from him.
"Do you have /any/ idea how poisonous egyptian cobras are, Draco?" I asked, coolly.
"Uhh..." said Draco.
"I thought so... I want a essay on egyptian cobras, their eating habits, uses for their poison, antidotes if you get bitten by one and the ingredients, mating habits, longest one recorded, how long they live, what age is an egyptian cobra when it is finally considered an adult, how egyptian cobras were treated by humans from beginning of the Ancient Egyptian civilization to the present and it's due in one week."
"That's not fair!" snapped Crabbe.
"You will do the same essay!"
"B-" started Goyle.
"You as well."
It ended up being all the Slytherins had to have me that essay by next week except for Marik and a boy known as Bakura Hyde.
***********************Next morning, Gryffindor Table,
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Ari
"You look rather amused." remarked Harry as I plopped down on the bench across from him.
"And the Slytherins look rather pissed." remarked Lee Jordan.
"Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh..."
"Ohhh, boy." sighed Jenny.
"If y'all don't mind." said Marik, "Me and Bakura would like to sit over here from now on."
I grinned devilishly.
"What did she do?" asked Erin.
"She gave Malfoy a ridiculously long essay as a punishment for having an egyptian cobra." replied Bakura.
"And then all the Slytherins except for these two fine gentlemen were protesting so /all/ the Slytherins except for these two have an essay to get to me by a week after yesterday." I added.
"Is it that long?" asked Erin.
I grinned.
"Oh boy.." muttered Jenny.
An owl swooped down suddenly and stared at me.
I took the newspaper from it, put a knut in the pouch and gazed at the front page.
"Ari?" asked Marik.
"..."
"Yoo-hoo?" asked Jenny.
"..."
"PADFOOT!" yelled Erin.
"Something wicked this way comes." I said.
"I hate it when you do this." muttered Jenny.
"Voldemort is after another something from the Department of Mysteries." I said.
Harry dropped his spoon.
"What?" asked Ron.
"The arch in the Death Room." I mutter as I read the article.
"What's so special about it?" asked Harry, glumly.
"It's a gateway." I said, "Between worlds, times, and places."
"Sirius fell through that..." said Harry.
"He what?" I asked staring at Harry.
"He fell through the archway /after/ being hit by the Avada Kedavra curse." said Hermione.
"You see, the extraordinary thing about the arch-way is that it will bring dead people back to life, heal injuries. Or if you're not harmed it will harm you." I said, "The Ancient Egyptians made it in the Eighteenth Dynasty during Ankenaten's reign."
"So Sirius could still be alive...?" asked Harry.
"Is alive." I said, "He just has to find his way back to this world."
I put the Daily Prophet down.
"I think it's time for y'all to learn some good offensive spells." I said.
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Marik: She's lost it.
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Ari: *rolls eyes*
C-F: PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!
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