Chaos in the Halls of Hogwarts
My insane friends and I attend Hogwarts. What can happen with a werewolf, a vampire and a prank loving Necromancer? Plenty.
Prologue
Look, this is my first story, so critism is requested. Any flames will be used for making s'mores.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor shall I ever. If I did, a lot of dead people would still be alive.
I look to my friends as we head to Kings Cross for our first day at a magic school. This isn't new to us, the whole magic shtick, but all of us attending a school devoted to it, well, I just hoped this Dumbledore guy knew what he was getting into.
"I needa some coffee, please, Chris, can I, huh, huh?" my caffeinated friend, Apollo, asked. I guess I should introduce myself; my name is Christina, though friends call me Chris. I'm a necromancer, which is a word that means 'brings dead things to life, summons dead stuff, affect ghosts, etc', which really creeps my werewolf friend Apollo out. He's afraid of dead things. I wonder why he's friends with me at times.
"How did McGonagall say we had to get onto the platform?" Roxy, the only full human, sort of, asked Azure, my vampire friend.
"We walk into the barrier between platforms 9 and 10" Azure responded, walking a bit ahead of everyone in her eagerness to learn magic herself. I looked down at my train ticket, which said Platform 9 and ¾, thinking back to when the four of us got our letters.
Flashback
"So, what now?" Apollo asked Azure, as we hung out in a small apartment in England.
"Remind me, why did we go all the way from Canada to England if we had no idea what we were going to do?" I asked from my position of being upside down on the chair, my legs over the back, as I read the newest Maximum Ride novel.
"Because the food is freaking awesome! Fish and chips all the time,"-
"Because Winnipeg is 'boring as hell', you almost got us arrested in Alberta with that zombie panic you caused last Halloween, and you and Apollo agreed that we should go to England because it is 'freaking awesome'" Roxy, a friend that can shape shift, cut Apollo off from her place on the couch, drawing outfits, quoting things I said when we agreed we should travel the world a bit.
"Plus, Europe gets new releases on movies and games out sooner, so we decided to go to the place where they speak English" Azure said as she flipped through a Batman comic on the floor.
"Okay, why don't we go see Big Ben?" I ask, not wanting to be reminded of why I pretty much needed to leave Canada. Sometimes, being a bored necromancer isn't the best thing to be.
Tap tap tap
"What was that?" Roxy asked, as we all turned to the window and saw-
"Owls! Run away!" Apollo ran behind the chair I was in, whimpering.
"Actually, there's four owls, and they all have letters," Azure had walked over to the window to let the owl in, saw the other three, and ignored Apollo's whimpers.
She opened the window, and the owls flew in, one landing on my shoulder after I righted myself, and I gasped as I saw what was on the envelope.
Ms. Christina Wells
Room 107
1795 Grating Ave.
London
I almost went into shock, seeing as I almost never told anyone of my last name. I saw that the others had already opened their letters and were excited, so I also opened mine.
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)
Dear Ms Wells,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Due to the fact that you and your friends will be placed in the fifth year, I shall come and tutor you so that you may be caught up to your fellow classmates. I shall be at your apartment at 11:30 am this morning. Your lists of books and equipment are enclosed.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
I just sat there in shock after reading that my friends got accepted to a magic school. I always thought it was weird, how Apollo would get upset and something would blow up, or how Azure was a vampire, but could eat and preferred human food to blood, or how Roxy could turn into a cloud leopard at will since birth, or my necromancy 'gift', but since I met my friends a year ago, I couldn't give it much thought with all the insane stuff we did (see Alberta zombie panic above), but now that I think about it, how could I miss it? Sure, I'm a necromancer, but my friends should have been obvious that they were witches and wizard.
I'll tell you now, necromancy is not the same as normal magic. I got lessons from my teacher in Winnipeg, but he kicked me out at age thirteen, as was normal among necromancer apprentices. I wandered for a year before I met my friends, and we started traveling together. Apparently, werewolves keep some phobias during the full moon, which is why I am not doggie chow for Apollo yet, seeing as he's afraid of dead things, and even more so of undead things.
As all of these things ran through my head, I distantly heard Azure almost panicking. Distantly, until Apollo jumped on me.
"Chris! She's coming in five minutes! FIVE MINUTES!" Apollo screamed in my ear, and I slowly turned my head to see the clock on the wall. Go figure, it was 11:25.
"Guys," I started, as they all stopped jumping or running around in glee at the prospect of learning magic themselves, "do you really think that this is legit? The real deal?"
"Stop being such a party pooper, Chris! Of course it is, why else would owls deliver the letters if it was all a prank?" Roxy asked.
"Yeah, what, are you jealous that your no longer the only one that can do magic?" Azure asked, as I flinched, since I really wanted it to be true, but I have known a lot of disappointment and emotional pain, I just didn't want this to be something that would bring my friends down if this offer turned out to be false.
"No, no, it's just that I don't trust that this is something that we've all wished for suddenly granted. Either way, we'll find out in a couple of minutes," I calmly stated, my friends then freaking out again before settling, just in time for fire to burst out of the fireplace and turn green, only to have a woman step out as if she did it everyday.
"Waait a minute, since when did we have a fireplace?" I asked.
"Since we rented it two days ago. You really aren't observant, are you?" Azure managed to draw her attention away from the woman's dramatic entrance long enough to comment on my lacking observation skills, as I blushed a bit.
"Hello, I am Professor McGonagall. I will be your deputy headmistress and transfiguration teacher at Hogwarts. Do you have any questions to start off with?" the decidedly strict looking teacher said.
"Yeah, why do you smell like cats? You're not a cat person, are you?" Apollo asked.
"Actually, I want proof that this is all on the level," I stopped her from commenting at my canine-friend's antics. She answered me by promptly turning the coffee table into a pig, and back again.
"Bacon! Awwh." Apollo immediately whined, as I face palmed and McGonagall cocked an eyebrow.
"Will we still be accepted even though we're all… different from most students you probably have?" Roxy asked.
"We are aware of what you all are, and we of the Hogwarts staff hope to help you in your magical ability, and hope you find solutions to any… personal problems that arise due to your unique situations," McGonagall stated, not seeming to be aware of the added excitement her words added.
"So, are you going to take us shopping to get our school supplies?" I asked, looking at the supply list. "Potions kit, a wand, robes, and all this, besides, how are we going to pay for all of it?" I asked, fulfilling my role of being the logical one/ 'party pooper'.
"I shall take you all to Diagon ally, which is where most students buy their supplies, and Hogwarts has a student loan in order to pay for it. You can also exchange muggle money into wizarding currency at Grinngots, the wizard bank."
"Huh, what's 'muggle?" Azure asked.
"A muggle is someone who has no magical talent. A muggle born is a magical child born to muggle parents, and a pureblood is someone with several generations of magical blood behind them," McGonagall calmly stated.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold up, why are you telling us this? Is the 'wizarding' world racist as well as sexist?" I asked.
"How did you get that?" Roxy asked, as McGonagall gave me a weird look.
"First, why would she tell us about this blood business if it didn't matter to at least some people, and notice how it's 'wizarding' world, not 'magical'?" I explained to my friends as they gaped at me. I might be the totally oblivious person of the group at times, like, I'll be staring out the window after an hour only to realize that it's been raining all day, but I can pick up stuff when I'm suspicious.
"Uhh, so, when do we go?" Apollo asked, probably wanting to dispel the tense silence that resulted from my questioning of the magical world. Of course, I only say that because McGonagall was giving me a death glare, and her right hand was twitching.
"We shall leave when you gather up all of your possessions and make arrangements to leave these living arrangements," McGonagall's words were met with a flurry of activity as everyone else started to pack and I ran out of the apartment door to tell Mike, the landlord, that we were leaving.
"Okay, ready!" Azure said, as I threw the last of my pitiful belongings into my back pack. Can't own too much if you wandered around as much as my friends and I did.
McGonagall seemed a bit taken back at how little stuff we owned, but she turned towards the fireplace that she had made her grand entrance from.
"Now, we will be traveling by floo powder. Take a pinch, throw it into the fire, and step into it, and say the name of the destination. We will be going to the Leaky Cauldron. I will go first to demonstrate. One last word of warning, be careful of the landing," our soon-t- be teacher told us before promptly following her own instructions.
"Cool!" Apollo jumped up to go next, as Roxy and Azure lined up to go in a dramatic swirl of emerald green flames, as I waited.
"Is something wrong, Chris?" Azure noticed my anxiety.
"It's, just, I get the feeling that there's a catch, that this year isn't going to be all sunshine and rainbows, so to speak, it's just to good to be true," I finally voiced the feelings I had been feeling for the last while.
"You're just imagining things, Chris. Now, we can all learn magic that doesn't centre on dead things, or blood rituals, or anything that you usually do! Besides, maybe we can be ourselves, not normal, but not the 'vampire, werewolf, necromancer and human', just people," and with those words of wisdom, Azure got a pinch of the floo powder, and whisked away in a swirl of green fire.
"Yeah, maybe," I said, as I grabbed a pinch of the glittering powder, and grabbed the bag, and shouted "The leaky Cauldron!" to disappear in a swirl of green flames, leaving no trace that four people had lived in the apartment for days.
End Flashback
So, now here we are, after a month and a half of living at the Leaky Cauldron, of McGonagall teaching us magic, and shopping.
"So, is this it?" Roxy asked Apollo, who was sniffing a barrier, and getting weird looks. What can I say, he has a good nose.
"Well, there's a smell that is sorta like a coal-burning steam engine, but it smells a bit different," Apollo said, as Azure and I walked up to them.
"So this must be the place McGonagall told us to run through," Azure said. I just leaned on the wall, when I fell as if the wall had disappeared.
"Arf?" Apollo cocked his head, as I got up, and noticed I was half in, half out.
"Great, now I know how a ghost feels. Well, let's go!" I said, as I turned around, only to bang into a post on the other side. My friends followed, gaping at the scarlet Hogwarts Express as Roxy pushed the cart that had her and my own brand new trunks. Seriously, it's a world of magic. Couldn't I just use something I could carry without getting a dislocated back or something?
"You know, you could mentally scar little kids for the rest of their lives," Azure said, smiling, interrupting my rant of how I would destroy all randomly placed posts.
"Who cares? We're going to Hogwarts!" Apollo started jumping up and down.
"Fine, fine, let's go," I said, still rubbing my head.
"I wonder if the headmaster really knows what he's getting into," Roxy said, watching as the rest of us walked towards the train that would take us to Hogwarts.