Chapter 1: the call is issued
Hermione Granger, quickly clearing up her books, rushed out of the library towards the eerie sound that drew her, simple yet beautiful...
Pansy Parkinson strode out of the Slytherin common room, dragging a grumbling Draco Malfoy behind her...he regretted already having told her that he, too, was hearing the music, unlike any of the others...
Harry Potter stumbled sleepily out of his dormitory, aggravated at the music for having disturbed his Sunday morning sleep-in...
Ginny Weasley left bewildered friends behind on the Quidditch pitch as she zoomed off on her broom after the annoying birdsong that had made her miss her goal...
Ronald Weasley blundered out of the bathroom, buckling his belt, wondering what the hell that bloody music was...
They all met up in front of the gargoyle that was the entrance to the Headmasters office.
"Did you hear that? Hermione asked, I was midway through Aviary Enchantments and how to Use Them when--"
"Tell me about it, interrupted Ginny, I missed a goal because of that Phoenix, so it better be good..."
"OOOOH...so that's what that was! Added Ron, It interrupted me too!"
"What were you doing? Inquired Pansy, I was doing that essay for Snape, thank god for the break!"
"I was, err.. well...at the loo."
"Well I was sleeping. I need my sleep, with all those extra hours as Quidditch Captain, and Parvati who does absolutely nothing as Head Girl...I need to do the patrolling myself, you know!" yawned Harry.
Only Draco remained silent, he was glaring at Pansy and grumbling stray words like "getting really good" and "honestly". As they all sent an inquisitive glance at Pansy, she burst out laughing and explained:
"Oh, don't mind him! He's just mad because I interrupted his snogfest with one of those brainless Ravenclaws. How some of them got into that House I do not know. Can you tell me her name Draco? Or her eye colour?"
"Her name probably finished in -ie...Katie, Stacie, Barbie, whatever...why should I care?"
"So you know nothing about this girl?"
"Course I do, she was blond!"
"They all are, Draco"
At this, everybody laughed except for Malfoy, who grumbled some more and flexed his muscles.
It was hard to believe how much they all had changed over the years:
A couple of Slytherins had started being friendly to the rest of the school, acknowledging that being hated was probably not a good thing, especially for their life after Hogwarts. Pansy was their leader, and the one who had ignited the movement. She was a pretty girl, with a chin length bob of golden blond hair and baby blue eyes (A/N, think of Violet Beauregard in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory), and had a passion for pink. She always thought it was too bad that one of the House Colors couldn't be pink.
Draco Malfoy, however, still upheld the Slytherin smirk and annoying condescending glare to other houses, though he had changed on the outside: his silvery blue eyes made girls go weak in the knees if he looked more than five seconds into their eyes, was not too tall and had a very toned body. His platinum locks of hair were no longer slicked back by gallons of gel, but hung limply around his head.
Harry Potter, was, as ever, a very hot young man. He and Ron were considered (by the female population of Hogwarts) the two hottest Gryffindors: they were tall, muscled, and wore tousled hair, which only made girls want to ruffle it more. A flash of their eyes could also make girls heart flutter, but less than Draco. Sorry guys, he's just too hot...
Ginny was now a handsome girl of sixteen, who had her share of admirers. A sheet of flaming red hair (not carroty red, dark red) ran down her back to a couple of inches below her shoulders (A/N, think Fleur Delacour length), complementing her dark blue eyes. She was as tall as Hermione.
Hermione had been voted most beautiful girl in Hogwarts by the assembly of boys: she was medium height, slender, and curvy in the right places. Her hair was a golden brown, slightly curly and came down to her elbows, and her honey eyes turned the colour of champagne on a sunny day. Her skin was a light tan colour, and she had perfect teeth (her parents weren't dentists for nothing!). The thing that made her stand out was a dimple in her left cheek when she smiled, which made her cute smile look gorgeously lopsided ( quote from Seamus Finnigan, number one fan)
While they were chatting in the corridor, the gargoyle slid open and Minerva Mcgonagall bid them enter.
The teenagers scrambled into the office, looking around them in awe. So many bizarre objects were placed around the walls of the large office. A portrait reprimanded Ginny when she tried to take a silver snitch from one of the shelves. She shot a fiery look at the offender, who was none other than Professor Dippet, or should I say, his portrait.
"Well, come on now, gather round, gather round!" boomed Dumbledore's voice, and he led them to a round table, on which was engraved a six-point star, at the end of each point lay a ring. The group glanced awkwardly glanced at each other and positioned themselves in front of a ring. All of a sudden, when all were in place, the lights dimmed and only the red, flickering flames of the chimney fire illuminated the room, giving it an eerie feeling.
Hermione was in front of Draco, and she watched as if hypnotized the firelight making his eyes go even more profound as they bore into her own. She shuddered, and looked away from him to concentrate on the ring in front of her.
A beautiful sapphire set on a silver band was on the end of her star-point. As she was about to pick it up and examine it more closely, Dumbledore came up behind them and murmured.
"Of course you know about the six stones of life? Well anyways, if you don't you will soon. Watch closely, my children, and listen well, for what you are about to hear is a one time only experience."
He then muttered an incantation, and pointed his wand to the center of the star. A jet of gold light shot to each of the points, and the rings rose slowly to gather in the center as a husky female voice started speaking:
Six elements are root to all
six stones control their magic
six stones possessed by big or small
six people who own their tricks
Flaming Ruby, who controls Flame,
Go you now to your Fiery Maiden
Splendid Emerald, who rule Earth
Must be owned by the Emerald Eye
Sparkling Sapphire, of the Water,
Must go to Simple Minded, yet Clever
Royal Amethyst, Goddess of the Winds
Yours is the Fair and Just, the Pink Lass
Finally, Pure Light stone, you, Diamond
Fly to your Golden Princess of Light
While Pure Darkness, in you, Onyx
Let the Silver Prince of Dark keep you
Work Together, not Apart
Fire and Earth, Wind and Water
And never misuse the Art,
Purest Light and Deepest Darkness
The stones, once called by the voice, flew to their rightful owners.
A/N: HAHAHAHA...if you can't guess who's going to get what, well... you're just not too smart...anyways, i was going to say i left you on a cliffie, but thats not REALLY true, right?
