Filler Chapter! Sorry for not updating! School and other activities are making me tired. But this is just a filler chapter, and our first characer will be coming to Hogwarts in the next chapter or two. Just to let you know, I will not tell you who it is. But the chapter is just so you get some more information.
-SAVE THE NARGLES
Harry stared at his spell book, sitting next Ron and Hermione, while Hermione was glowering behind her book, while Ron and Lavender kept glancing at each other. What spell was next? Oh, yeah, Waddiwasi, he remembered that one very well. His mind went back to who was at the gates. That night, when he was stuck on the train...
His nose fixed, and Tonks by his side, he felt better, even though Tonks was moody, and he would have to face utter embarrassment, and he wanted to ponder Draco's words and get revenge.
They got to the gates, but Tonks told him that he could not get though, when a lantern appeared in the distance. A man with wizard robes and a pointy hat came to the gate, tapped the lock with his wand and the chains that were on them slithered off, like snakes.
"Hagrid was supposed to get the message..." Tonks mumbled.
"Hagrid got to the feast late. I'll take it from here. Thanks, Tonks." The guy said. Tonks nodded and left, sulking all the way back.
"I feel bad for Tonks. But someday she will smile again. She's strong." He said. He turned towards Harry.
"I brought some robes, and you're covered in blood. Makes you look less appealing and smell worse than the toilets here. Hate it when I'm covered in blood. 'Did you butcher all the meat that we ate for dinner?' or 'Did you waste all the ketchup! That was not nice, now we have no toppings for our hotdogs!" He said jokingly while holding out some robes. Harry hastily started to put on the robes over his Muggle clothes, thinking that his jokes were kinda cheesy and not very good.
"And the spell to get the blood off you is 'Tergeo'. Don't tell anyone I helped you. I was here to pick you up. And just say that I docked ten points off whatever house you are in."
"Gryffindor. I am in Gryffindor, sir."
"Don't call me sir!" He yelped.
"Um...why?" Harry asked
"I am hardly a grown-up anyway, and loads of people disagree with that. Let's go, I don't want to miss dessert."
Harry casted the spell on himself to get the blood off, then walked the rest of the way with the stranger, or new teacher silently. Well, at least Harry was quiet. The teacher was whistling Yankee Doodle.
The entered the castle quietly, but their step echoed though the condors. The teacher was still whistling.
"Thank you." Harry told him once they got to the doors of the Great Hall. He nodded silently, tapping his feet, playing with a necklace he was wearing. He looked up, but Harry could see his eyes, they were green, and he nodded, and opened the door for Harry, and Harry did not think of him that night, as he was bombarded with questions that involved everything besides the teacher.
Only now did Harry realize that the teacher was Percy. Why did he not realize until now, he did not know, but he wanted to keep the information to himself. He did not know why, but he did. He went back to the real world, and he was now in the middle of a fight between Ron and Hermione. Might as well go to the library. Bickering would not get Percy's homework done.
Percy shook Severus's hand, but he did not get a good impression. If Hades had a twin brother who was the god of bats, this would be him.
Dumbledore smiled, but Percy knew that the Snape guy would be just an acquaintance. Snape seemed to understand that too. He did not seem to be nice or mean in any way. Just neutral.
"Severus Snape will help assist you in your teachings this summer, and is a trusted friend of mine. He is doing a special job for me, that could possibly take the whole year. But you will help both of us."
"WHAT!" Percy yelped. "This was not part of the deal!"
"You know to expect the unexpected, with your past experiances. It is not a problem, is it?" Dumbledore asked politly while holding out a bowl of lemon drops. Snape hook his head at the offer, but Perct took a couple, wanting something sugary.
"No. But still..." Percy started.
"But still what, Mr. Jackson?" Snape asked him, with a slow, causious, yet intimidating voice. It was a creepy voice.
"I forgot." Percy muttered his head hanging down.
"Good. I will take you to your room, and I also will give you you books, Mr. Jackson. And show you the classroom."
"Thank you, Severus. I will talk to you later." Dumbledore told him, as they walked out of the office.
Severus and Percy walked down the condor. They reached a wooden door, where Snape stopped.
"You will report to my office at 7:30 tomorrow. You will bring your wand and your books. We will be studing basic charms and spells, along with defensive spells." He reported in a monotone voice. "You must eat and be dress beforeward. Good night, Mr. Jackson." Then he glided off in a flurry of black robes.
Percy stood there, wondering what just happened. Only when he went inside his room did he realize that he did not know where Snape's office was.
Harry was in a dusty attic. It was completely dark, except for some light coming though a window. The attic was completely crammed with stuff, like Weasely Wizard Wheezes, but it was filled with stuff that could of fitted right in the ingredient cabinet in Potions class. But it was just as musty and the Divantion Tower.
A door behind him creaked open, and light spilled out into the room, then closed again. Harry spun around.
Percy, looking like he was only eleven or twelve, was standing behind him, walking around the attic, taking in the severed claws and eyes. He surveyed the room, them his mouth fell open.
There was a shriveled up mummy, sitting on the stool in the corner. And iot was nort just any mummy, it was a hippy.
Harry got closer to Percy. He was still staring at the mummy. Then it sat up and started spewing green smoke.
Harry could only hear hissing, and barely identify words, but the green smoke went inside Percy's ears. What...it,.. said was meant for him only.
"Approch, seeker, and ask." The mummy hissed. Percy took a deep breath. "What is my destiny?"
The smoke filled the room surrounding Harry, until four really fat men around a table playing poker appeared. The smoke swirled around Percy, and the hissing was loud. But then the smoke people turned into Professor Trelawney. And she started yelling, standing stiffly, the lines of his prophecy filling the air, and the green mist swirled around him.
"Wake up, Harry. Bloody hell, why won't you move?" He heard. He saw a shock of red hair hover over his face.
"I'm awake." Harry mumbled.
"Good, now get dressed or we will be late to breakfast, and Percy's lesson." Ron told him as he was pulling on his pants.
"Fine. Let's go." Harry got up and started to get ready, feeling that he would ask Percy some questions today.
Yay! Chappie done! Tell me what you think about the chapter. I will write when I have time, especially when I get like an hour of Algrabra homework, half the time. And if you want, you smucks can rub it in my face, if you have not started school yet. But, Au Revoir(I am taking French.)!
-SAVE THE NARGLES