A/N: I hate holiday parties and I hate homework. I also hate teacher's that
assign too much homework on the first day back from all the stupid holiday
parties. It leaves no time for important things, like putting up your
fanfic that's way past due! But, dun dunna, I got it up!! YAY!!! Here it is
the long awaited long chapter five!
~*~*~*~Complicated Lives~*~*~*~
Chapter 5~ "Home, Hagrid, and Head of Gryffindor and Slytherin"
Hours later, Jen found herself on a plane headed for London. She sighed as she put away the pictures of her family she had been looking at. In an odd way, she would miss them. Not that she wanted to go back, that was the last thing on her mind. But, they where her parents, even in the smallest since of the word, and she was bound to miss them a little.
As she was about to close her bag, her had brushed against an old, wrinkly paper.
*Wonder what this is...*
Slowly, as not to rip it, she pulled it out. It was the map of Hogwarts she had drawn as a kid!
~* Wow, you could draw when you where younger, what happened?*~
*Shut up*
She touched the paper fondly, remembering the days when she was a happy little girl.
~*That hurt you know. I -do- have feelings, regardless of what you think.*~
*Feelings? How is it possible that you have feelings? You are just a voice in my head.*
~*'Just a voice in your head'? I am -just a voice in your head?!*~
*No, wait, I didn't-*
~*I have helped you come this far and I am -just- a voice in your head! I have never been more insulted! Just a voice... I do happen to have a name you know.*~
*I didn't mean- Name? You have a name?*
~*Yes I do, it's Monty. And I would appreciate it if you'd use it instead of calling me -just- a voice.*~
*Alright, Monty*
~*Humph. I'll take that as an apology, I doubt I get anything better then that out of -you-*~
A loud boom suddenly echoed over the speakers. "Good morning passengers. The captain as kindly asked that everyone please raise their trays and chairs. We will be arriving in London in approximately twenty minuets. The captain will inform you of the latest weather readings soon. Thank you."
*Twenty minuets...I'll be home in just twenty minuets.*
~*Home...*~
Try as she might, Jen couldn't suppress a smile.
The time came and went, and soon Jen was getting of the plane. When she got out of the gate, she saw a sign with her name waiting for her. And attached to the sign was the biggest man Jen had ever seen. He literally towered over everybody else. And his shaggy black hair and beard, he stood out even more.
Interested to see who this giant was, Jen walked over to him. "I'm Jennifer Lorda," she said. The giants face, though glum looking before, broke into a huge smile.
"It's very nice ter met yer," he said as he shook her hand rather hard. "Dumbledore's been very excited 'bout yer comin' ter Hogwarts. My names Hagrid by ter way."
Jen smiled and Hagrid motioned her to follow him out of the airport. He led her outside and called a taxi for them to climb into.
"Er, yer gonna have ter help me with this 'ere muggle money. Use to wizard currency yer know."
Jen nodded as they got into the taxi. "So," Jen said. "What's Dumbledore like?"
"Dumbledore? He's a great man, he is. Gave me my job, even ter people didn't agree with him. The finest headmaster Hogwarts has ever seen, yer can be sure of that."
"Why did people not want you to have a job there Hagrid?"
"Er, it's nothin' important really. People just didn't seem ter like the fact that I'm a....er, never mind."
Jen looked at him curiously. "A what?" she asked.
"Nothin', it's nothin' honestly."
"Oh, come on Hagrid. I would mind, promise. As a matter of fact, I once had a friend that was half giant."
"Really?"
"Yup, I didn't mind it at all when he told me. Explained why he was so tall really..."
"Who ter think, there really are a lot like me out ter."
Jen raised her brow as Hagrid mumbled "Shouldn't 'ave said that".
"I wont tell. I swear on my honor."
Hagrid smiled in response and Jen smiled back, content with finally knowing why he was so bloody tall.
After a great deal of talking about giants (and the driver probably thinking they were crazy), they reached the station. Jen paid the driver, then Hagrid turned to talk to her.
"Now, I can't go with yer. I got to go and pick up some more food for Fang. He's running empty. All yer got to do is run straight toward the wall of platforms nine and ten. If yer get a bit nervous, just run. Ter should be someone waiting fer yer on the other side."
"Al right, I think I got it." She sighed. "Bye Hagrid, see you in a while?"
Hagrid smiled. "Ya, yer see me at the sorting ceremony tonight."
"Sorting ceremony?" Jen asked, entirely confused. But, before she could ask anything else, Hagrid already left. There was nothing left to do but get on to the platform 9 ¾ . And she was all ready to go, until she reached the wall.
*So, I'm just supposed to run right through, right?*
~*That's what Hagrid said. Your not -scared- are you?*~
Jen frowned at this. She hadn't fully made up with Monty yet, so she felt as if she had something to prove. She didn't have much courage, but she had yet to turn down a challenge. So, Jen put on a brave face and ran.
Oh the other side, the steaming Hogwarts Express was waiting for her. Along side the train was a most unhappy looking woman. Well, she seemed unhappy looking until, very much like Hagrid, she smiled when she saw Jen.
"Ah, good afternoon Miss Lorda," she spoke very elegantly. In fact, she appeared to be the very essence of sophistication, from the point of her hat down to the very neat hem of her robes. She came across as nice enough, but still gave the impression of one not to be crossed.
"Good afternoon," Jen replied.
She smiled again. "I'm Professor McGonagall, Deputy Headmistress and Head of Gryffindor House at Hogwarts. Dumbledore has assigned for me to accompany you to the castle."
"Oh, alright," Jen said.
Professor McGonagall smiled and led Jen onto the train. Inside, she explained what was going to happen for the rest of the year. As Hagrid had hinted earlier, there was going to be a sorting ceremony just for her, tonight. However, being sorted didn't mean she could resume her studies at the new school. She wouldn't be able to do that until the following year. She did receive one stroke of luck though, she was already a year ahead. The wizarding school in the US studied material one year ahead of Hogwarts. So, she wouldn't miss anything. Her Professor also informed her of the other heads of houses and the subjects they taught.
"One thing you should know, " McGonagall said. "Is that it is easy to get lost at Hogwarts. I don't think that there is one person, including Dumbledore, that doesn't get lost every once in a while."
Jen stiffened at this. She knew Hogwarts pretty well already, but if the Head Master could get lost... Jen really didn't want to think about it.
"Well, what if... What should I do if..."
"What should you do if -you- get lost?"
"Um, ya."
McGonagall smiled. " Don't worry, Dumbledore has this all figured out. Some one will be at the doors to show you around the school."
Jen sighed with relief.
"Oh my, I believe it's about time you changed. We'll be arriving soon. I leave you to get dressed."
As the door clicked shut, Jen pulled out her robes.
*Slytherin, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw. I wonder which one I'll end up in?*
~*Analyze the traits of the houses then.*~
*Oh are we friends again now?*
~*I guess. I mean I have to be if I'm going to help you get through this school right?*~
*True. Well, Ravenclaws are hard workers, especially when it comes to academics.*
~*Leaves you out.*~
*Ha..., ha..., ha... Moving on, Hufflepuffs tend to be more peaceful then violent. That -definitely- leaves me out.*
~*Gryffindor and Slytherin are left.*~
*Lets see..., Gryffindors are brave. So lets just say nothing and move on ok?*~
~*, ::cough, cluck, cough::, that leaves Slytherin. You know, your grandmother was in Slytherin.*~
Before Jen could ask about that, the train stopped and McGonagall opened the door.
"Time to go, dear."
Her professor led her to a carriage lead by, what she supposed, were some type of winged horses. They looked absolutely terrifying, yet, somehow, elegant at the same time.
"Professor, what are those things drawing the carriages?"
McGonagall's face paled as she turned to look at Jen with a face that could only be described as one of pure bemusement. They're testrals. Though, I would expect many at your age could see them."
Jen furrowed her brows. "Why not, Professor?"
"Well, in order to see a testral, you would have to have witnessed the passing of one's life."
"Oh," Jen whispered as she looked down. McGonagall's hand moved up to rest on her shoulder, and Jen looked up at her concerned face. "I was in the car with my aunt, uncle, and their newborn girl, Sheila. They never saw the other car coming." The grip on her shoulder tightened.
"I'm so sorry."
"It's alright," Jen assured. "It happened along time ago."
Her Professor nodded and led her into the testral drawn carriage.
Despite the uncomfortable moment, the carriage ride was pleasant. They discussed the different courses provided at Hogwarts, their level of difficulty, and what courses were best to take in order to get into a certain field. Finally after a while, and quite a great deal of talking, they reached the school.
"Well," McGonagall said after getting Jen and herself out. "I am afraid this is where I must leave you."
"Go, already?"
"I have to dear. Somebody's got to teach Hagrid's class while he's gone." She shuttered. "I'll have to teach blast ended shewts today."
Jen smiled apologetically. "I can only imagine how you feel."
"Someone should be waiting for you at the doors"
"I'll see you later Professor," Jen said as she reached out to shake McGonagall's hand. But, instead of shaking her Professor brought her in for a huge hug.
"Oh I do hope you do well at our school dear," McGonagall whispered. "Your grandmother would have been so proud to see you here."
Jen smiled. She had a feeling that she might have known her grandmother. "Thank you Professor."
Releasing Jen, McGonagall turned and headed toward a hut of the grounds.
Then, Jen turned toward the school. It was huge. No, it was enormous, and the most beautiful thing that Jen had ever seen.
~*Well, it's now or never.*~
"Right," she said as she started up the stairs.
Waiting for her by the main doors was the most, well, interesting looking man. He was covered in black from head to toe, which contrasted greatly with the utter paleness of his skin. A hooked nose and shiny to the point where it looked greasy hair accompanied his -lovely- appearance.
~*Wow, he looks a bit terrifying. And mad.....very mad*~
*Ya, he does.*
It was true. He looked positively pissed off. But, however terrifying he looked, it took Jen all her will to not laugh at the scowl on his face when he saw her.
*He looks -way- to easy to tease.*
~*Merlin's Balls, I've created a monster.*~
*Why what ever to you mean?*
~*You and I both know that he does -not- look like one and would take teasing very lightly.*~
Jen didn't answer Monty back because the new object of her torture began to speak.
"I take it your Miss Lorda?" he said silkily.
*Oh my, nice voice.*
~*Oh gods....~*
"And I take it you're to show me around the school?" Jen retorted.
He smirked.
*Oh this is going to be fun*
"Very funny, don't do it again. Now, I -am- to take you around the school. If you have any questions you will address me as sir or Professor Snape. Understood?"
~*No, please no. Don't do it Jen.*~
Jen smiled.
*This is just too easy.*
"Yes sir, Professor Snape, sir."
He scowled and turned on his heal to open the doors. Jen followed quickly.
~*At least the year will be interesting.*~
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A/N: Tehehe. Poor Sevvy, being mocked like that. I would -never- even dream of being so mean to him. O:) OK, I lied. I would do that. Only because he's so cute when he's angry. Tehehe.
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~*~*~*~Complicated Lives~*~*~*~
Chapter 5~ "Home, Hagrid, and Head of Gryffindor and Slytherin"
Hours later, Jen found herself on a plane headed for London. She sighed as she put away the pictures of her family she had been looking at. In an odd way, she would miss them. Not that she wanted to go back, that was the last thing on her mind. But, they where her parents, even in the smallest since of the word, and she was bound to miss them a little.
As she was about to close her bag, her had brushed against an old, wrinkly paper.
*Wonder what this is...*
Slowly, as not to rip it, she pulled it out. It was the map of Hogwarts she had drawn as a kid!
~* Wow, you could draw when you where younger, what happened?*~
*Shut up*
She touched the paper fondly, remembering the days when she was a happy little girl.
~*That hurt you know. I -do- have feelings, regardless of what you think.*~
*Feelings? How is it possible that you have feelings? You are just a voice in my head.*
~*'Just a voice in your head'? I am -just a voice in your head?!*~
*No, wait, I didn't-*
~*I have helped you come this far and I am -just- a voice in your head! I have never been more insulted! Just a voice... I do happen to have a name you know.*~
*I didn't mean- Name? You have a name?*
~*Yes I do, it's Monty. And I would appreciate it if you'd use it instead of calling me -just- a voice.*~
*Alright, Monty*
~*Humph. I'll take that as an apology, I doubt I get anything better then that out of -you-*~
A loud boom suddenly echoed over the speakers. "Good morning passengers. The captain as kindly asked that everyone please raise their trays and chairs. We will be arriving in London in approximately twenty minuets. The captain will inform you of the latest weather readings soon. Thank you."
*Twenty minuets...I'll be home in just twenty minuets.*
~*Home...*~
Try as she might, Jen couldn't suppress a smile.
The time came and went, and soon Jen was getting of the plane. When she got out of the gate, she saw a sign with her name waiting for her. And attached to the sign was the biggest man Jen had ever seen. He literally towered over everybody else. And his shaggy black hair and beard, he stood out even more.
Interested to see who this giant was, Jen walked over to him. "I'm Jennifer Lorda," she said. The giants face, though glum looking before, broke into a huge smile.
"It's very nice ter met yer," he said as he shook her hand rather hard. "Dumbledore's been very excited 'bout yer comin' ter Hogwarts. My names Hagrid by ter way."
Jen smiled and Hagrid motioned her to follow him out of the airport. He led her outside and called a taxi for them to climb into.
"Er, yer gonna have ter help me with this 'ere muggle money. Use to wizard currency yer know."
Jen nodded as they got into the taxi. "So," Jen said. "What's Dumbledore like?"
"Dumbledore? He's a great man, he is. Gave me my job, even ter people didn't agree with him. The finest headmaster Hogwarts has ever seen, yer can be sure of that."
"Why did people not want you to have a job there Hagrid?"
"Er, it's nothin' important really. People just didn't seem ter like the fact that I'm a....er, never mind."
Jen looked at him curiously. "A what?" she asked.
"Nothin', it's nothin' honestly."
"Oh, come on Hagrid. I would mind, promise. As a matter of fact, I once had a friend that was half giant."
"Really?"
"Yup, I didn't mind it at all when he told me. Explained why he was so tall really..."
"Who ter think, there really are a lot like me out ter."
Jen raised her brow as Hagrid mumbled "Shouldn't 'ave said that".
"I wont tell. I swear on my honor."
Hagrid smiled in response and Jen smiled back, content with finally knowing why he was so bloody tall.
After a great deal of talking about giants (and the driver probably thinking they were crazy), they reached the station. Jen paid the driver, then Hagrid turned to talk to her.
"Now, I can't go with yer. I got to go and pick up some more food for Fang. He's running empty. All yer got to do is run straight toward the wall of platforms nine and ten. If yer get a bit nervous, just run. Ter should be someone waiting fer yer on the other side."
"Al right, I think I got it." She sighed. "Bye Hagrid, see you in a while?"
Hagrid smiled. "Ya, yer see me at the sorting ceremony tonight."
"Sorting ceremony?" Jen asked, entirely confused. But, before she could ask anything else, Hagrid already left. There was nothing left to do but get on to the platform 9 ¾ . And she was all ready to go, until she reached the wall.
*So, I'm just supposed to run right through, right?*
~*That's what Hagrid said. Your not -scared- are you?*~
Jen frowned at this. She hadn't fully made up with Monty yet, so she felt as if she had something to prove. She didn't have much courage, but she had yet to turn down a challenge. So, Jen put on a brave face and ran.
Oh the other side, the steaming Hogwarts Express was waiting for her. Along side the train was a most unhappy looking woman. Well, she seemed unhappy looking until, very much like Hagrid, she smiled when she saw Jen.
"Ah, good afternoon Miss Lorda," she spoke very elegantly. In fact, she appeared to be the very essence of sophistication, from the point of her hat down to the very neat hem of her robes. She came across as nice enough, but still gave the impression of one not to be crossed.
"Good afternoon," Jen replied.
She smiled again. "I'm Professor McGonagall, Deputy Headmistress and Head of Gryffindor House at Hogwarts. Dumbledore has assigned for me to accompany you to the castle."
"Oh, alright," Jen said.
Professor McGonagall smiled and led Jen onto the train. Inside, she explained what was going to happen for the rest of the year. As Hagrid had hinted earlier, there was going to be a sorting ceremony just for her, tonight. However, being sorted didn't mean she could resume her studies at the new school. She wouldn't be able to do that until the following year. She did receive one stroke of luck though, she was already a year ahead. The wizarding school in the US studied material one year ahead of Hogwarts. So, she wouldn't miss anything. Her Professor also informed her of the other heads of houses and the subjects they taught.
"One thing you should know, " McGonagall said. "Is that it is easy to get lost at Hogwarts. I don't think that there is one person, including Dumbledore, that doesn't get lost every once in a while."
Jen stiffened at this. She knew Hogwarts pretty well already, but if the Head Master could get lost... Jen really didn't want to think about it.
"Well, what if... What should I do if..."
"What should you do if -you- get lost?"
"Um, ya."
McGonagall smiled. " Don't worry, Dumbledore has this all figured out. Some one will be at the doors to show you around the school."
Jen sighed with relief.
"Oh my, I believe it's about time you changed. We'll be arriving soon. I leave you to get dressed."
As the door clicked shut, Jen pulled out her robes.
*Slytherin, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw. I wonder which one I'll end up in?*
~*Analyze the traits of the houses then.*~
*Oh are we friends again now?*
~*I guess. I mean I have to be if I'm going to help you get through this school right?*~
*True. Well, Ravenclaws are hard workers, especially when it comes to academics.*
~*Leaves you out.*~
*Ha..., ha..., ha... Moving on, Hufflepuffs tend to be more peaceful then violent. That -definitely- leaves me out.*
~*Gryffindor and Slytherin are left.*~
*Lets see..., Gryffindors are brave. So lets just say nothing and move on ok?*~
~*, ::cough, cluck, cough::, that leaves Slytherin. You know, your grandmother was in Slytherin.*~
Before Jen could ask about that, the train stopped and McGonagall opened the door.
"Time to go, dear."
Her professor led her to a carriage lead by, what she supposed, were some type of winged horses. They looked absolutely terrifying, yet, somehow, elegant at the same time.
"Professor, what are those things drawing the carriages?"
McGonagall's face paled as she turned to look at Jen with a face that could only be described as one of pure bemusement. They're testrals. Though, I would expect many at your age could see them."
Jen furrowed her brows. "Why not, Professor?"
"Well, in order to see a testral, you would have to have witnessed the passing of one's life."
"Oh," Jen whispered as she looked down. McGonagall's hand moved up to rest on her shoulder, and Jen looked up at her concerned face. "I was in the car with my aunt, uncle, and their newborn girl, Sheila. They never saw the other car coming." The grip on her shoulder tightened.
"I'm so sorry."
"It's alright," Jen assured. "It happened along time ago."
Her Professor nodded and led her into the testral drawn carriage.
Despite the uncomfortable moment, the carriage ride was pleasant. They discussed the different courses provided at Hogwarts, their level of difficulty, and what courses were best to take in order to get into a certain field. Finally after a while, and quite a great deal of talking, they reached the school.
"Well," McGonagall said after getting Jen and herself out. "I am afraid this is where I must leave you."
"Go, already?"
"I have to dear. Somebody's got to teach Hagrid's class while he's gone." She shuttered. "I'll have to teach blast ended shewts today."
Jen smiled apologetically. "I can only imagine how you feel."
"Someone should be waiting for you at the doors"
"I'll see you later Professor," Jen said as she reached out to shake McGonagall's hand. But, instead of shaking her Professor brought her in for a huge hug.
"Oh I do hope you do well at our school dear," McGonagall whispered. "Your grandmother would have been so proud to see you here."
Jen smiled. She had a feeling that she might have known her grandmother. "Thank you Professor."
Releasing Jen, McGonagall turned and headed toward a hut of the grounds.
Then, Jen turned toward the school. It was huge. No, it was enormous, and the most beautiful thing that Jen had ever seen.
~*Well, it's now or never.*~
"Right," she said as she started up the stairs.
Waiting for her by the main doors was the most, well, interesting looking man. He was covered in black from head to toe, which contrasted greatly with the utter paleness of his skin. A hooked nose and shiny to the point where it looked greasy hair accompanied his -lovely- appearance.
~*Wow, he looks a bit terrifying. And mad.....very mad*~
*Ya, he does.*
It was true. He looked positively pissed off. But, however terrifying he looked, it took Jen all her will to not laugh at the scowl on his face when he saw her.
*He looks -way- to easy to tease.*
~*Merlin's Balls, I've created a monster.*~
*Why what ever to you mean?*
~*You and I both know that he does -not- look like one and would take teasing very lightly.*~
Jen didn't answer Monty back because the new object of her torture began to speak.
"I take it your Miss Lorda?" he said silkily.
*Oh my, nice voice.*
~*Oh gods....~*
"And I take it you're to show me around the school?" Jen retorted.
He smirked.
*Oh this is going to be fun*
"Very funny, don't do it again. Now, I -am- to take you around the school. If you have any questions you will address me as sir or Professor Snape. Understood?"
~*No, please no. Don't do it Jen.*~
Jen smiled.
*This is just too easy.*
"Yes sir, Professor Snape, sir."
He scowled and turned on his heal to open the doors. Jen followed quickly.
~*At least the year will be interesting.*~
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A/N: Tehehe. Poor Sevvy, being mocked like that. I would -never- even dream of being so mean to him. O:) OK, I lied. I would do that. Only because he's so cute when he's angry. Tehehe.
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