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Dedication- To everyone who loves Captain Hook!
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A Month Later...
"Hey, Jas." Jolly Roger whispered into King Jas., aka James, ear. James turned his head slightly, acknowledging that he had heard him. Jolly discretly pointed to a door that was located at the front of the Hall, near the kitchen. It was slowly opening.

"The Headmaster is coming in." whispered one of the younger boys, swallowing his forkful of beef and potato in one go. His buddy had to pound him on the back to dislodge the beef. The door opened completely and, as the Headmaster stepped in, a silence fell that you could cut with a knife.

James observed that the Headmaster, although tall and thin, was never the less, an opposing man. His stature was one of power and might. His steel-grey eyes survayed all about him. James rather felt as if he were some barely interesting experiment that the Headmaster had full control over. He rather disliked the feeling. When he looked back at Jolly, he noticed that he had been the only one whose eyes were not afraid to look at the Headmaster, as all others were looking everywhere but the Headmaster's figure of authority.

"Gentlemen," began the Headmaster, his voice carrying in the quiet stillness. James was intrigued by the tone he was using. "I understand that rumors that an 'Eve' not only will be allowed to set foot within these scared halls, but will also attend classes." He paused, looking straight into his House Captains's eyes. "I can firmly say that they are both true." The entirity of the Hall erupted into buzzing like an angry hornet's nest.

"Is he batty?" Jolly R. asked James, taking advantage of the situation by grabbing the last roll. James didn't respond, but kept his eyes trained to those of the Headmaster's. The Headmaster raised a hand and like a flame snuffed out, the conversations died.

"I now introduce my daughter, Miss. Emma Katherine Bell." The doors at the end of the Hall opened, and a girl walked in. All of the boys instantly forgot their resentment. This girl was tall, easily one of the tallest of her gender. Her chestnut colored hair was piled high on her head in a strict bun. Her slender figure was clothed in a gown of pure white. Her features were plain, although her nose could be called sharp. Her ears were graced by simple pearl earrings, and a blue brooch engraved with a bird was clasped at her throat.

James studied her as she walked up the aisle to her father with a slow measured pace. In the dead silence, with her slow walk and white dress, James found his mind thinking of a morbid wedding. When she reached her father, he placed a protective hand on her shoulder.

"My daughter is to be treated with the utmost respect. Even though she will be amoung you, she is not your peer, nor your equal. Therefore, you will show her the same behavior that you have shown me." Just then, the door opened again. This time, it was Headmaster Bell's secretary. He walked up to Headmaster Bell and whispered rapdily into his ear. The secretary was a thin rat-like man who hated boys and their loud noises. Therefore, they annoyed him as much as possible. The Headmaster looked surprised. He whispered something to his daughter who was standing like a little Greek statue. She gave a curt nod, and the Headmaster vanished with the secretary.

Those still watching Emma were surprised to see her smile. It was a small smile, microscopic even, but still a smile. She looked up and they all saw that her eyes were such a light grey that they were silver.

"Good evening, Eton Blues," she said, her voice carrying even though she had spoken quietly. It was amazing, the change in her aura. The demure lily no longer stood there. In it's place was a throny rose. "As my father introduced me, I am Emma Katherine Bell. But you will refer to me as Miss. Bell. Also, as my father said, I am not your peer, nor your equal. I am your superior." A shocked silence greeted her words. She studied their expressions and smiled to herself.

"And if you come within five feet of me, my room, or my things, my darlings will take care of you." She stepped forward and clapped her hands twice. "Boris! Bruno!" There were a few moments of measured silence. "Oh, and don't try to outrun them. They are much faster than you."

The double doors at the end of the Hall exploded inward, and two giant Great Danes dashed down the aisle, barking and howling like mad-beasts. They mounted the steps with two strides and they stood on either side of their mistress, growling. Emma placed a hand on each of their heads and more than one boy was suddenly struck with an impression of Athena.

"Say 'Hello', boys." she said, and the baying that echoed around the Hall sent weaker hearts pounding, weaker brows sweating and weaker lungs rasping. But one mind was unaffected. He watched them through amused periwrinkle-blue eyes.

"Go on, boys." she said, patting them both on the head. They dashed down the steps and down the aisle. They snapped at Rupert's tails and took a bit of cloth with them. "And that concludes my speech, gentlemen." She resumed her posture of the demure lily and her father entered the Hall. Most were amazed that she could predict when the Headmaster would return. Certainly, that thorny rose was not the girl that the Headmaster was accustomed to.

He quickly walked back to his daughter, and James noticed that his brow was sweaty and now he seemed a little twitchy. He turned to the general conregation, and took a deep breath.

"I have just recieved word that my niece will soon be joining us as well. She will arrive in about a week." No-one saw Emma's eyes light up or saw the small smile that crept upon her visage. "For the meantime, my daughter needs her rest." He once more placed the protective hand upon her shoulder. "She will join you in the classrooms in the morning. Gentlemen, you are dismissed."

All of the young men in the Hall stood, and the House Captains saluted as the Headmaster exited with his daughter. Then, the House Captains plus the profs started to herd them out, as they were offically dismissed from that dinner.

"So, Jas., what did you think?" asked Jolly, lowering his voice as he passed by several Whips.

"I'm quite intrigued, my Jolly R. Did you notice the paleness of her face? Her unwillingness to move excessively? Something tells me that our young "Eve" isn't quite what we expected. Something lurks behind those silver eyes and I intend to discover what it is." Jolly R. grinned. Another adventure was to be had!!

Not More Than An Hour Later...
Jolly was coming back from turning in a science paper for Professor Filcon, and he was in a hurry for he left it for the last second and he was in danger of breaking curfew. He dashed around a corner and ran straight into Emma.

They both knocked into each other so hard that they landed flat on their bottoms. Jolly instantly scrambled up and held out his hand to help Miss. Bell to her feet. But she was already on her feet and she was dusting down her gown. Jolly R. blushed madly and stammered an apology.

"It's quite alright. I'm afraid I was not watching where I was going." she said in her quiet tones.

"Um, so where is your room? Therefore I should know what door not to approach because I like my legs and would hate to have them torn apart by your Danes." said Jolly quickly, thinking about what James would have said in the situation. She looked him over and her eyes pierced his. He suddenly felt stripped and he quickly made movements to cover himself, only to find that he was still clothed. He kept gazing into her eyes and he was not unlike a semi-interesting bug that was underneath examination.

She suddenly turned and started to walk away. Jolly started to sigh with disappointment and relief. She turned and once more, he was blasted with those silver eyes.

"If you want to know..." she said quietly, turning and walking away. Jolly quickly followed her, but stayed a respectful distance away. She turned down a small side corridor, one that he knew housed the Headmaster's room and the secretary's room. She opened a door and he knew which one it was, as it was the oen next to the secretary's. He heard the baying of dogs and was gone in the blink of an eye.

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