A/N: Sorry for the wait! Real life caught up with me, and writer's block didn't help me either.
Now that's said, OMGSQUEE it's chapter 10! Double digits! Holy poo! When I started writing this I never thought I would get past chapter 3, but lookie at the number. 10! Woo!
For those of you concerned, I did get my hair chopped off. Before it was just slightly below my shoulders, and now I can't even put it in a pony tail. My mother isn't too happy. She thinks the hairdresser cut too much off, but I love the length.
This would have been posted yesterday, but my keyboard died. Don't ask me how, it just did.
Finally, after a much anticipated wait, I present to you Enchanted Messenger Chapter Ten (but first the character list):
Character list: Sirius Black - firewhisky4all, James(Sr.) Potter - stag-on-a-stick, Remus Lupin - howlingforchocolate, Peter Pettigrew - gryf1nd0rb01, Harry Potter - scarredforlife, Ron Weasley - keeping-score, George Weasley – Gred, Fred Weasley –Forge, James(Jr.) Potter - bludgerwarning, Albus Severus Potter - next-great-headmaster, Lily(Jr.) Potter – lilyblossoms, Severus Snape – prince-of-potions, Avery – darkartist, Scorpious Malfoy – scorpionking, Teddy Lupin - teddybear, Hermione Granger – SPEW, Mulciber – greenblaze, Luna Lovegood – moonshine, Hugo Weasley – hunchback-of-hogwarts, Lily(Sr.) Evans – not-a-flower, Regulus Black – arcturus, Neville Longbottom – mimbulus-mimbletonia, Gilderoy Lockheart – peskypixies, Draco Malfoy – dragon-of-badfaith, Pansy Parkinson – dragontamer
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January 10th
scarredforlife has signed in
firewhisky4all has signed in
firewhisky4all: Scarred!
scarredforlife: Hey, firewhisky. Wotcher?
firewhisky4all: Not too much. I told my friends that I was dating a bloke yesterday.
scarredforlife: You're gay?!
firewhisky4all: Technically, I'm bisexual.
scarredforlife: Well …
firewhisky4all: You sound shocked. Didn't I tell you why I was disowned?
teddybear has signed in
scarredforlife: No
teddybear: Hello. Looks like I came just in time for the meeting. Heh
firewhisky4all: Hey! Looks like the Orphan Club is in order again.
scarredforlife: Hey Teddy
teddybear: So what's going on?
firewhisky4all: I was just going to share the story of why I was disowned.
teddybear: I did come just in time. Shall today's meeting be about stories and confessions?
firewhisky4all: Yeah
scarredforlife: Alright
firewhisky4all: So, the story of my disownage:
teddybear: Disownage isn't a word
firewhisky4all: I don't care. So as I was saying, my disownage: It was the beginning of this year, just before school started. I was bored (like always), so I decided to bring a guy home. My parents were supposed to be out for the night, with my prat of a brother, so I figured I would be safe. Apparently their rendezvous ended early. They came home and caught me in the middle of the act with this bloke. Within about five minutes, I was kicked out onto the street; my Hogwarts trunk sailing right behind me. The end.
scarredforlife: I can't believe your parents would do that.
firewhisky4all: I can. They're really strict "purebloods"
teddybear: What happened to the guy?
firewhisky4all: I have no idea. I wasn't really paying attention :D
teddybear: That's awful
firewhisy4all: I had my own arse to worry about.
teddybear: Not that! I was talking about your parents.
firewhisky4all: I don't really care. It was hell living with them anyway.
scarredforlife: That's like me and the Dursleys.
firewhisky4all: Who?
scarredforlife: My aunt an uncle
teddybear: How old did you say you were, scarred?
scarredforlife: 16, why?
teddybear: My godfather had told me stories about his muggle aunt and uncle: The Dursleys
scarredforlife: Eh?
teddybear: I just thought you might have been him, but you can't be if you're only 16.
scarredforlife: Ok …
teddybear: Maybe it wasn't the Dursleys … I'll have to ask him today. Well, I've got to go to work. Bye
teddybear has signed out
firewhisky4all: What was that all about?
scarredforlife: I don't know …
firewhisky4all: Strange bloke. Maybe work is taking a toll on him.
scarredforlife: I'd better be getting to class now.
firewhisky4all: Have fun
scarredforlife: Aren't you going too?
firewhisky4all: Naw, I don't feel like going today.
scarredforlife: You're skipping class?
firewhsiky4all: Yeah, it's no big deal. I'll just get one of my friends to cover for me.
scarredforlife: I wish my friends would do that.
firwhisky4all: Sucks to be you. Have fun in class.
scarredforlife: Oh I will. Bye
scarredforlife has signed out
stag-on-a-stick has signed in
firewhisky4all: Ello, Jamsey
stag-on-stick: Alright, Pads?
firewhisky4all: Aren't you supposed to be in class?
stag-on-a-stick: Aren't you?
firewhisky4all: Point taken. Remus is in class right?
stag-on-a-stick: He should be
firewhisky4all: That's all that matters.
stag-on-a-stick: Want to go to Hogsmead
firewhisky4all: Do you need to ask?
stag-on-a-stick: I'll bring my cloak and the map and meet you at the hunched back witch
firewhisky4all: See you there
stag-on-a-stick has signed out
firewhisky4all has signed out
keeping-score has signed in
scarredforlife has signed in
scarredforlife: Hello
keeping-score: Where are you?
scarredforlife: Library
keeping-score: You ditched me at lunch to go to the /library/?
scarredforlife: Yeah, sorry. Hermione insists that we research everything in the memories.
keeping-score: Oh, I get it. You choose /her/ over me
scarredforlife: It's not like that Ron. I was going to study with her after school, but we've got quidditch practice.
keeping-score: Fine, don't care that I've had the worst lunch of my life
scarredforlife: There have been plenty of times where I haven't shown up for lunch
keeping-score: I know, but this time was awful
scarredforlife: What happened, Ron?
keeping-score: They put mozzarella on the sandwiches. I wanted swiss!
scarredforlife/That/ made your lunch horrible?
keeping-score: Yes … and not having you there to comfort me
scarredforlife: Honestly, Ron!
keeping-score: It was a very tragic moment!
scarredforlife: Wasn't Lavender there to kiss her Won-Won better?
keeping-score: Harry! That hurt you know …
scarredforlife: Sorry, Ron. That was Hermione. She stole the parchment from me.
keeping-score: Ok, I forgive you.
scarredforlife: Are you ready for tomorrow's game?
keeping-score: Am I ever! I'm ready this time. I know I can save them all.
scarredforlife: That's the spirit!
keeping-score: I can't do it, Harry. You should have never put me on the team.
scarredforlife: You were the best person who tried out.
keeping-score: No I wasn't. Ginny threw me easy balls.
scarredforlife: Are we going to have this conversation again?
keeping-score: Yes
scarredforlife: Ugh, Hermione thinks she found something. I'll see you later.
keeping-score: Alright then … bye
scarredforlife has signed out
prince-of-potions has signed in
darkartist has signed in
keeping-score has signed out
greenblaze has signed in
prince-of-potions: Hm … it seems that Potter isn't in here. What a shame.
darkartist: What is the plan?
prince-of-potions: We wait for him to sign on.
greenblaze: Then what?
prince-of-potions: Then you sign off. How many times have we been over this?
darkartist: I just want to make sure.
moonshine has signed in
moonshine: Hello everyone!
prince-of-potions: Hello
greenblaze: Hello
darkartist: Hello
moonshine: Oooh, there are loads of people in here. There haven't been many people online for a while. Usually, when I sign in there is only one other person online.
prince-of-potions: What a shame
moonshine: How are you doing? I'm doing ok. I'm waiting outside of the history of magic classroom. Someone stole my knapsack while I was eating lunch.
darkartist: Why didn't you do something about it?
moonshine: I could have gone looking for it, but if someone stole it I would be very hard to find and I would be late for class. I would never want to keep Professor Binns waiting just because I couldn't find my bag.
greenblaze: It's just Binns. He won't care. He's not even living.
moonshine: That would hurt his feelings if he heard you say that. Besides, I'm used to my things disappearing. They always turn up. I wouldn't be surprised if my knapsack showed up in my bed on Monday.
prince-of-potions: What an awful thing for someone to do.
moonshine: Oh, it's no problem at all. Well, it is a bit inconvenient because my ancient ruins project was in there. I can work around it though.
prince-of-potions: That's a real pity. To think you put so much work in your project. Maybe I can help. What is your name?
moonshine: I wouldn't want to trouble you. I can do a new project in history. Oh, my name is Luna Lovegood.
prince-of-potions: What house are you in.
darkartist(to prince-of-potions): What are you doing?
prince-of-potions(to darkartist): I'm trying to figure out if I can use her to get Potter.
darkartist(to prince-of-potions): Good plan
moonshine: Ravenclaw
prince-of-potions: Oh that's very interesting. What year are you in?
moonshine: I'm in 5th year. What is your name?
greenblaze(to prince-of-potions): You're not going to give her your name, are you?
prince-of-potions(to greenblaze): I think I will. If I can get her trust, I can use her.
prince-of-potions: Severus Snape
prince-of-potions(to greenblaze): You can sign out now.
prince-of-potions(to darkartist): You can sign out now.
darkartist has signed out
greenblaze has signed out
moonshine: Oh, you are on here too?
prince-of-potions: Yes, I am.
moonshine: That's very neat, Professor. Do you know who else I talked to on here? I talked to James and Lily Potter. Isn't that exciting?
prince-of-potions: James and Lily Potter?
moonshine: Yes! I thought it was exciting too. I told Harry, but Ron and Hermione didn't believe me, so neither did he.
prince-of-potions: Who's Harry?
moonshine: Professor, are you ok? Harry Potter. James and Lily's son.
prince-of-potions: Lily doesn't have a son. And she is /not/ with Potter
moonshine: I really should tell Madam Pomfrey about the danderdrops going though the school. They are dangerous creatures. Professor Snape, you should drink a glass of pumpkin juice upside down. Then all your memories will come back.
prince-of-potions: Why do you keep calling me Professor?
moonshine: Because you are a teacher. It wouldn't be right if I just called you by your last name.
prince-of-potions: Let me get this straight: Lily and Potter have a son, and I'm a teacher
moonshine: That's correct. I guess your memories are starting to come back. It would have been awful if I went to your class and you didn't remember a thing. You wouldn't be a very good teacher then, would you?
prince-of-potions: Right …
moonshine: I've had a lovely conversation with you, Professor, but I've got to go to class now. I will see you in defence against the dark arts. I hope you are feeling better. Bye.
moonshine has signed out
prince-of-potions: What the hell?
prince-of-potions has signed out
next-great-headmaster has signed in
lilyblossoms has signed in
scorpionking has signed in
scorpionking: Hey
next-great-headmaster: Hey. Lil, did you tell Hugo and Rose about our suspicion?
lilyblossoms: Yes. I told them at diner. Did you tell James?
next-great-headmaster: Yes. How about your boyfriend. Did you tell him?
lilyblossoms: He has a name.
next-great-headmaster: Forgive me for not remembering it
scorpionking: Congratulations, Lily. AS told me earlier.
lilyblossoms: Spread it around the school why don't you!
next-great-headmaster: It's your first boyfriend. Can't I tell mine?
scorpionking: That hurts, Lily.
lilyblossoms: Well, we haven't even met in person, yet.
scorpionking: AS failed to mention this. Where did you meet him?
lilyblossoms: On the EM
scorpionking: Are you sure that's safe?
lilyblossoms: Yeah. He's in Hufflepuff, and a 4th year. He even sent me a picture and a voice clip. We're going to the quidditch game together.
scorpionking: Well, that's not too bad. At least you know he's not some 40 year old creeper.
lilyblossoms: No way!
next-great-headmaster: As I was saying: Did you tell him yet?
lilyblossoms: He hasn't been online.
next-great-headmaster: Alright. I hope he gets on soon.
lilyblossoms: Me too. I need to confirm things for tomorrow. By the way, are you two going with us?
next-great-headmaster: Um … we'd love to …
scorpionking: but we've got something better in mind.
lilyblossoms: Aw, I was hoping you could meet him. What else do you have in mind?
scorpionking: Considering this is the first match back from the holidays, I think it's safe to predict that the school will be rather empty.
lilyblossoms: I don't get it. Wouldn't it be more fun to go to the game?
next-great-headmaster: I think that's enough. So, I think we need to come up with a secret word or something to signal that someone's parents has signed in.
lilyblossoms: Good point. Hmm … what can we use
scorpionking: How about a nifty acronym. Acronyms are always fun
lilyblossoms: They are. Hm .. Parents OnLine … Look It's My Parent … Warning Those Are My Parents
next-great-headmaster: Actually, I like the second one. Look It's My Parent: LIMP.
scorpionking: LIMP. That's perfect. It can be all casual too, like: "My pizza is limp"
next-great-headmaster: Pizza? What are you talking about?
scorpionking: Nothing. I just heard a muggle say that on the way to Hogwarts.
next-great-headmaster: Right …
lilyblossoms: Ok, limp it is. We need to tell everyone the code word.
next-great-headmaster: Yeah, and what it means.
peskypixies has signed in
peskypixies: Hello
lilyblossoms: Gilderoy, hello!
peskypixies: Lily, good to talk to you.
lilyblossoms: And you too
peskypixies: Are we still on for tomorrow?
lilyblossoms: Yes. I can't want.
peskypixies: I shall pick you up in the Entrance Hall
lilyblossoms: Ok. Oh, Gilderoy, I want you to meet my brother, Albus.
peskypixies: Just like the headmaster.
next-great-headmaster: Yup. Nice to meet you. Lily, tell him about our parents.
peskypixies: What about your parents? Is everything alright?
lilyblossoms: Nothing's wrong. It's just we think that our parents use the EM.
scorpionking: We know for a fact that /my/ parents use the EM
lilyblossoms: So, we don't want our parents to know that we use this too. So we've come up with a plan to sign out every time they sign in
next-great-headmaster: We're going to use the acronym "LIMP: Look It's My Parents" to signal us kids that our parents have signed online.
peskypixies: Oh, very interesting. I wouldn't want to find my parents on the EM. They are a tad bit embarrassing.
lilyblossoms: I think all parents are embarrassing.
dragon-of-badfaith has signed in
dragontamer has signed in
scorpionking: My pizza is limp
next-great-headmaster(to scorpionking): We told you not to use that one
scorpionking(to next-great-headmaster): Sorry, I couldn't resist
lilyblossoms has signed out
next-great-headmaster has signed out
peskypixies has signed out
scorpionking has signed out
dragontamer: Do you think we interrupted something?
dragon-of-badfaith: Who cares
dragontamer: I do
dragon-of-badfaith: Well, I don't
dragontamer: Neither do I!
dragon-of-badfaith: Is everything set up for tomorrow?
dragontamer: Draco, I wish you could tell me what you are doing.
dragon-of-badfaith: Is everything set up.
dragontamer: Yes, everything is set up. Can't you just tell me what the plan is?
dragon-of-badfaith: And have the added risk of one extra person knowing?
dragontamer: I promise I won't tell anyone
dragon-of-badfaith: And I suppose you'll keep the promise if someone pours veritaserum down your throat
dragontamer: Oh, I didn't think of that
dragon-of-badfaith: Big surprise. I'm feeling peckish. Go find me something to eat.
dragontamer: Ok!
dragon-of-badfaith has signed out
dragontamer has signed out
A/N2: Originally the acronym was going to be POP: Parents on Parchment. I came up with LIMP as I was making fun of Lily. The original dialogue was supped to be this:
lilyblossoms: They are. Hm .. Parents OnLine … Look It's My Parent … Warning Those Are My Parents
next-great-headmaster: Lily, I think we need an acronym that actually makes a word. POL, LIMP, WTAMP those don't make sense in a sentence. How about Parents On Parchment: POP.
But, LIMP is actually a word, and it work, so I decided to keep it.
Thank you to everyone who reviewed/favourited/alerted! Hopefully the next chapter won't take so long to post … but I'm not making any promises. Real life might snatch me away again.