Project fiction
Neanmoins Devoue
Fan fiction by: Chryszm
This is solely a fan fiction made due to addictiveness to the Harry potter Series book, I of course do not own the series, but simple a fan who loves to write and have been inspired by J.K. Rowling's story.
CHAPTER I: Teachings of a professional 1.1
Her circumstances
"Imagination is more important than knowledge. For while knowledge defines all we currently know and understand imagination points to all we might yet discover and create."
It all started in September, Emily and I were standing in the hallway looking for a convenient empty compartment in the Hogwarts train; it was raining hard, I could hear the water splashing droplets on to the window and the cold rusty wind rustling fervently. I was standing in the hallway for about an hour already, Emily was still looking for a free compartment or a place where we could share it with; but it was no use, for everyone was all packed up in the compartments in their own groups.
Albus was a Prefect so he needn't bother to find a compartment as prefects have their own carriage; so Emily and I walked for some time reaching the very last part of the train where we both saw a carriage with one person in it.
"Hey" Said Emily to the person sitting inside the lonesome compartment.
The guy inside looked somewhat like Emily herself, both shared common hair colors, black hair, like Albus's, and both have Penetrating gray eyes. This guy was very tall, for I looked at his leg which looked very stiff, maybe about 6 feet tall; there were stacks of Hogwarts books beside him, and he himself was reading one giant book, which looked to me like Hogwarts a History. One of my favorite books…
"Oh" he bothered to mention. He looked at us for a second then buried his face again reading the book.
"Now don't be like that! Father told me I should teach you more social skills, as you only have little friends, you hardly talk at all" said Emily. I got quite curious about this guy, as Emily knew him. As a matter of fact, I remember having seen this particular guy, I think it was when I was in 3rd year; he sat once next to me in History of magic and was also reading a book. It got me thinking that this guy loved burying his face inside the world of books, in his own world.
As we entered the strange lonesome compartment, we occupied ourselves to arrange our things and make ourselves comfortably seated opposite to him. This gave me a change to get a glimpse of his face. He was very handsome, with a short straight black hair and lovely shaped eyes, he quite resembled Emily, but with a masculine touch. He had a perfect nose, quite a bit of red half lips; I even wonder if there are dimples to be seen if he smiled.
"How do you know him" I whispered to Emily so low so as to no bother the book loving guy.
"Well, I've never told you about him because he doesn't want me to tell anyone that were related. Actually he's my cousin" She replied eagerly. I instantly caught a glimpse of his cousin from the corner of my eye and twitched.
"Don't give me that look, you can never deny were related stupid!" Said Emily
"Hey, uhm have you managed to finish Professor Hallway's essay in transfiguration?" I said trying to change the mood. Fortunately I was able to since Emily is so easily distracted, in fact that's her ultimate weakness.
"Yeah! Her questions really got me thinking, I used all my time yesterday to finish it" she replied gleefully. Really, she's such a happy-go-lucky girl! I remember last year she was at the brink of failing professor bin's class. Good thing I was there to Accio the scrolls since she didn't knew the spell and she misplaced her essay. I remember her laughing hard at her stupidity, really…
Time flew by quickly and the strange feeling inside the compartment slowly vanished. It made me feel at ease seeing Emily and his cousin tease each other, they looked quite funny. But the fun never lasted long, the compartment door slid open and there standing 5'10 tall with the long Platinum silver hair some falling from his Emerald green eyes that almost got you into some kind of Frisson when staring at it for some time. There stood his muscularly built body that was due to his Quidditch hobby, he was even chosen to be Quidditch Captain.
"There you are Vaughen! Stuck in your own world again, I thought I told you to sit with Malcolm and the others near the prefect's carriage. And here I find you with Gryffindor's" he said. He scowled for a moment, he never tilted his face towards me and Emily but I knew he was eyeing us from the corner of his eyes.
"Yeah, I forgot" Mumbled Vaughen never glancing up at Malfoy.
"Geez you're really hard to handle sometimes, so are you coming or not? Ermine's waiting for you" said Malfoy he seemed kind of annoyed somehow. Well who cares what he thinks or feels, as long as he doesn't bother Emily and me.
"I'd rather stay here alone, I'll see you in the great hall later, I'm not feeling that well" replied Vaughen. Emily and I sat there like stone figures, it was like our presence was obviously ignored that Emily got irritated. Emily doesn't like being ignored…But I do
"You're not alone here stupid, don't forget were here" said Emily glaring at his cousin.
"Yeah well nobody cares" said Malfoy with a pissed tone eying Emily and later slammed the door shut.
"Just try to be quiet for now" said Vaughen. I've just recently noticed that He seemed kind of… well, Expressionless, cold, like a statue.
"Alright, I'll keep my mouth shut, but I'd like to know why you're not sitting there. Ermine's there right?" said Emily. Emily was probably talking about the Slytherin girl famous for her porcelain white skin Ermine Abbot. She's the same year, bright and quiet, she always looked stunning, beautiful and helpless that a lot of guys like her and insist that they took care of her.
"Do they have some kind of relationship?" I asked Emily curiously.
"Don't Pry" Said Vaughen and gave me a very icy look. His grey eyes were quite penetrating that I found myself stiff and unable to move for a second.
"There now Rose, Let's not talk about such a boring topic. So how's your vacation?" she asked. I knew she deliberately changed the topic; this information was something I was obliged to not know.
As time passed by, the compartment was filled with silent laughs and whispers, not to bother Vaughen and his ill temper. Emily and I Talked about how fun our Vacation was; I told her the story of when I was in Italy to visit my grandparents, from my mother's side. I met some of my unknown relatives there that were purely muggles, but handsome muggles. Emily laughed; she actually prefers either half-bloods or pure bloods. At long last we arrived at Hogwarts safely; the rain seemed to have stopped but the cold icy wind still kept blowing fervently making my cheeks pink.
Arriving at the great hall brought me so much pleasure, it was warm and hearty; soon the sorting started and ended quickly and I started digging away from the wonderful feast that was prepared for our coming. This took me a minute to forget about Vaughen but after climbing up at the girl's Dormitory I wondered why I thought of him every now and then, getting shards of broken glass pictures forming up inside my head remembering how his face looked, how his emotions were kept and so and of how my curiosity grew more, knowing he was related to Emily.
It was cold, September 25th, the very day where my nightmare all started. Emily, Albus and I had Potion's class late that day; I didn't know that Destiny was waiting to reveal itself to me, Note: Not at good premonition at all, I sort of felt like it was going to be a bad day…
"Today, we are going to have a very special class. In fact this is the first time I'll be ever to conduct it." Said Professor Horace Slughorn. He's known for having favorite students. I heard that he decided to teach in Hogwarts since our last Headmaster Professor Albus Dumbledore passed away, in my Parent's time.
"Why is that professor" asked Albus. He had all the right to speak in his class freely as he's Slughorn's most favorite student in the whole class. Everyone didn't mind though, everyone that was in Gryffindor…
"Well, I would be away for a month, oh yes it seems delightful for you youth having your teacher be away for some time, but I will not be leaving for a vacation. I will be handing some very serious homework. But fortunately you will not be doing it alone. You all will be paired and paired equally I tell you, so all your knowledge can all be distributed.
You are not to attend my classes for a month in this very classroom, but you would meet with your designated partner and conduct you're special project" Slughorn announced. Then he distributed some very thick hardbound books to the girls, all were slightly different, the colors of the hardbound book, but they were all thick.
"The girls should all keep the books, as these are references to help you conduct this very very difficult project. You are to manage and make a potion to cure a plant. Yes you have all heard me clearly, I know it's difficult to make a potion without knowing the disease or the reason why it has wilted but you all are to make a potion to cure the plant which I will be handing now to the boys." He said. He handed the boys some very gloomy looking plants which smelled like rotten eggs.
"All of these plants are very sick indeed, and you are to find a cure. Each of these plants that are distributed has different illness and I hope you manage to cure it. You are to record all of your concepts, strategies and all in 10 rolls of parchment. Yes that long Mr. Clearwater" said Slughorn eyeing Henry Clearwater, who looked like he was about to cry from the length of the parchment. It's a lot of work, but I can pull through, the only problem is the partner I'm to have. It's such a pithy that I can't be paired with Emily, because she's a female; but I do hope I end up pairing with someone I'm close to.
"We'll then; I shall start with you Mr. Potter, you are to be paired with Ms. Thomas, Mr. Clearwater you are with Ms. Prince as for Mr. Prince you can pair up with Ms. Abbot –"
My heart kept bulging all the time when Slughorn was sorting the pairings, I had hoped that at least Vaughen can be paired with me, but to my displeasure he ended up being paired with Ermine Abbot. As I looked at the both of them now sitting together, Ermine calmly looked at him, making me outrageously curious about how she looks at him. Looking at them was like looking at a perfect couple picture, it was as if they were both made for each other… I kind of got curious again…
"-And Mr. Malfoy can pair up with Ms. Weasley" Ended Slughorn. Did I hear right? Or is it that I'm still frustrated that I'm imagining things already?
Malfoy
The guy who used to hide all of my books from the library, stow them away in the restricted section and put me into my very first ever detention? Malfoy who said that he 'Accidentally' knocked me by a Quaffle earning me one week to miss classes, and The wretched Malfoy who I knew purposely imitated me sitting up and down to show how I'm such a teacher's pet to make everyone laugh before class started…
G-R-E-A-T…