The Tale of the Mermaid
Author's Note: If you are wondering about how someone could have purple hair, ask Wafflecat...anyway, I hope you like chapter two. I am less careful about how peeps think in this one...Oh yea- I AM NOT COPYING "HEY, ARNOLD!"...
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Chapter Two- The Arrival of the Inspectors
Harry stirred in his sleep. "?????????????????????????????", said a voice in his head. Harry heard the voice echoing. "?????????????????????????????????????????". Harry shot up, his head covered in cold sweat. He breathed deeply, still trying to get a focus on what was going on. He put on his glasses, and was about to jump out of his poster bed, but heard noise downstairs. He put on his robes, and walked down the marble stairs. The sound got louder. He pushed open the portrait, and jumped out of the hole. The heard a people talking in the great hall.
Harry ran to the table. He didn't know so little people could make so much noise. He saw the twelve people (whom stayed over for the Christmas Holidays) were all chattering. Harry sat in a seat between Hermione and Ron. "What's everyone talking about?", he asked, putting his hand on a piece of toast. As soon as he put his hand down, Hermione slapped her hand on Harry's. Harry looked at her and shock, trying to wrench his hand away from her. He shook his hand, and said "What was that for?!?". Ron looked nervous, and Hermione looked as if she'd just seen a ghost. A scary one, anyway.
"Harry...", said Ron, slowly. "Inspectors are coming...". Harry raised a brow, and laughed. He bit a piece out of his toast. Harry and Hermione looked at Harry as if he just said Quiddish was stupid.
"Would you guys please stop looked at me like that?", said Harry. Hermione opened her mouth, but Ron answered: "Before I came to Hogwarts, Fred and George had told me about inspectors coming every somewhat few years. They snoop in on people, noses in on there every movement, and choose somewhat few students to take to...", he paused. "Have physiatrist therapy!!", he said, pretending to faint. Harry looked at him oddly. "If they take you over the summer, then I'm in!", said Harry.
Dumbledore walked to the front of the table, trying to quiet everyone. "Now everyone, there'll be four guest coming to our school for- umm physiatrist therapy. They want to find troubled students, and help them out-" "Yea, into the funny farm...", said Draco, quietly. Small laughs come from the table. "I would like you to meet them", said Dumbledore. Everyone looked at the four people next to him.
A man with short brown hair that looked very sleepy, as if he stayed up all night in till now. He mumbled something. A second man, with wavy blonde hair nudged him in his stomach. The guys red-shot eyes went open. Harry thought this guy must have been sick. He was pale, and had looked tired. In fact, Harry noticed, they both looked very pale, paler than Draco. Harry saw the third person, who also was pale. She had really bouncy locks in her very curly brown hair. She narrowed her eyes across the room.
But that's no what really caught Harry's attention. There stood a very beautiful girl long,- purple?!?-hair. Harry leaned his chair to get a better sight of her. She had her eyes closed. She looked up at Harry. He got startled, and fell back. He landed on the back of his chair. Everyone started laughing. Soon after that, guys began yelling cat calls, and started wolf whistling.
Hermione and Ron helped Harry get up. The girl was still looked at Harry. He looked at her green eyes. "??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????", said a rough voice through his head. He looked back at her, in awe. "I expect you all to act normal, as if they weren't there", said McGonnagal, helpfully. Everyone stared at her. "Why not trying to get a head start on it...", she mumbled. They were dismissed, and went back to their dormitories. "Did you see the way that girl looked at Harry?", said Ron, smirking. "Oh, shut-up", said Harry. "Anyway, did you notist they all looked thin and pale?". "Yea", said Hermione, rather grumpily.
Across the halls, they saw numerous kids being followed, a even a few chased by one of the physiatrist. Neville ran by a wall, behind Harry. "Tell them to stop following me!!!", he said. The same girl with the purple hair came walking down the hall. She edged down to the end of the hall, and stood there. Ron blurted out "You guys really aren't physiatrist, are you all?". "Ron!!!", said Hermione. The girl opened her mouth in reply, but she didn't say anything.
A beautiful velvety sound entered the hallway. It made Harry and Ron sleepy. Just then, she clasped her hands over her mouth. Harry and Ron looked up back at her as if nothing had happened. "I'm sorry...", she said, in a soft voice. "I am not used- to speaking to...", Ron looked at her, oddly. "See..."she said, sadly. "Were not physiatrist-", she was interrupted by Hermione's voice, saying "then why are you here?", sounding irritated. "Well, at least not me and the other girl...I'm not sure about the other two...", she sighed. "I'm looking for someone named...Harry Potter?", she said, slowly ,as if her first time using her tongue. Harry's throat went dry.
He nodded. She looked at him, closely. "I've been sending message waves toward you! How come you never answered?", she said. Harry frowned. He had no clue what she was talking about. "You...must help us!!", she said. "You know...Parselmouth?", she asked. Harry nodded in fear. She smiled, and started to walk off. She stopped, took out a piece of paper, wrote something on it, and threw it at Ron head. She began walking off.
"She didn't have to throw it!", said Hermione. Ron opened it. Harry grabbed it from him, and saw what was written on it, it big, letters. At least that's what he thought they were:
"?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????Look in library"
Harry couldn't read the first three lines. 'Look in the library' didn't make any sense. It did to Hermione, of coarse. "Come on! To the library!!", said Hermione. Ron shook his head. "Whenever you leave a problem to Hermione, the answer is always the library!!", he said. Harry and Ron followed Hermione down the hall.
Dean went running down the hall, yelling "Help me!!", as the other two guys were right behind him, asking him "Where do you live? Where are you from? Are you a pure-blood? How old are you? Did your parents recently divorce? Do you have any parents? Will you talk to us?". Harry laughed. Hermione was already at the end of the hall.
Harry and Ron ran behind her. She flew through the door, toward a section of the library, labeled "Different Cultures". She threw out several books behind her. Luckily, Harry and Ron caught the flying books before they hit the floor. Soon, she grabbed a book, and ran toward a table. She flipped through the big book she had. She snatched the paper the girl had written on from Ron. He opened his mouth to respond, but Harry stuffed a big book in his mouth.
"Yes!! This- is- it!!", she said, excitingly pointing to the book. Ron and Harry scratched their heads. Hermione looked at them, sarcastically. "This language- that that girl wrote down- Is an Ancient Language!!". Ran pulled the book out of him mouth. "The language was used by the ancient natives on sunken continent called- Atlantis?", she said. "Muggle researchers believe that this was once a continent that had a great civilization on it- after finding artifacts with a indescribable language on it, the Muggles managed to make out an alphabet-", Hermione stopped.
"With enough time- I can translate this!", she said. Harry looked at the book. "How long would it take?", he asked. Hermione looked at them, then smirked. "For me, maybe a couple of hours". Ron sighed. "Now we find a new language! Isn't this the best day...", he said, sarcastically.
The three headed toward the portrait. They said the password, and entered the main room. "I wonder where she is staying tonight...not in the castle, I believe...", said Harry. Hermione sat down in a chair with the paper and the book. Five minutes later... "I have the first sentence!!!", she yelled. Ron woke up, and Harry broke his gaze from the fire. He rubbed his burning eyes. "What is it?", asked Harry. "Meet me at the lake...tomorrow evening!!", said Hermione. Ron yawned. "Why didn't she just tell us that, without us going through that trouble?", asked Ron.
Hermione shook her head. " Meet me at the lake tomorrow evening...I will explain everything...Sorry, I don't know how to write much English, maybe this will help you", said Hermione. Ron and Harry looked at her. "I wonder why she wants us...and why did she ask for you, Harry?", she said.
The three went to bed early. Harry looked up at the ceiling, and wondered about Atlantis. He then fell into a deep sleep...
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Crap! You know those question marks you see? There the native language...Fanfiction.net won't let me put it on the site! SCREW THEM!!! Ah well....
Author's Note: If you are wondering about how someone could have purple hair, ask Wafflecat...anyway, I hope you like chapter two. I am less careful about how peeps think in this one...Oh yea- I AM NOT COPYING "HEY, ARNOLD!"...
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Chapter Two- The Arrival of the Inspectors
Harry stirred in his sleep. "?????????????????????????????", said a voice in his head. Harry heard the voice echoing. "?????????????????????????????????????????". Harry shot up, his head covered in cold sweat. He breathed deeply, still trying to get a focus on what was going on. He put on his glasses, and was about to jump out of his poster bed, but heard noise downstairs. He put on his robes, and walked down the marble stairs. The sound got louder. He pushed open the portrait, and jumped out of the hole. The heard a people talking in the great hall.
Harry ran to the table. He didn't know so little people could make so much noise. He saw the twelve people (whom stayed over for the Christmas Holidays) were all chattering. Harry sat in a seat between Hermione and Ron. "What's everyone talking about?", he asked, putting his hand on a piece of toast. As soon as he put his hand down, Hermione slapped her hand on Harry's. Harry looked at her and shock, trying to wrench his hand away from her. He shook his hand, and said "What was that for?!?". Ron looked nervous, and Hermione looked as if she'd just seen a ghost. A scary one, anyway.
"Harry...", said Ron, slowly. "Inspectors are coming...". Harry raised a brow, and laughed. He bit a piece out of his toast. Harry and Hermione looked at Harry as if he just said Quiddish was stupid.
"Would you guys please stop looked at me like that?", said Harry. Hermione opened her mouth, but Ron answered: "Before I came to Hogwarts, Fred and George had told me about inspectors coming every somewhat few years. They snoop in on people, noses in on there every movement, and choose somewhat few students to take to...", he paused. "Have physiatrist therapy!!", he said, pretending to faint. Harry looked at him oddly. "If they take you over the summer, then I'm in!", said Harry.
Dumbledore walked to the front of the table, trying to quiet everyone. "Now everyone, there'll be four guest coming to our school for- umm physiatrist therapy. They want to find troubled students, and help them out-" "Yea, into the funny farm...", said Draco, quietly. Small laughs come from the table. "I would like you to meet them", said Dumbledore. Everyone looked at the four people next to him.
A man with short brown hair that looked very sleepy, as if he stayed up all night in till now. He mumbled something. A second man, with wavy blonde hair nudged him in his stomach. The guys red-shot eyes went open. Harry thought this guy must have been sick. He was pale, and had looked tired. In fact, Harry noticed, they both looked very pale, paler than Draco. Harry saw the third person, who also was pale. She had really bouncy locks in her very curly brown hair. She narrowed her eyes across the room.
But that's no what really caught Harry's attention. There stood a very beautiful girl long,- purple?!?-hair. Harry leaned his chair to get a better sight of her. She had her eyes closed. She looked up at Harry. He got startled, and fell back. He landed on the back of his chair. Everyone started laughing. Soon after that, guys began yelling cat calls, and started wolf whistling.
Hermione and Ron helped Harry get up. The girl was still looked at Harry. He looked at her green eyes. "??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????", said a rough voice through his head. He looked back at her, in awe. "I expect you all to act normal, as if they weren't there", said McGonnagal, helpfully. Everyone stared at her. "Why not trying to get a head start on it...", she mumbled. They were dismissed, and went back to their dormitories. "Did you see the way that girl looked at Harry?", said Ron, smirking. "Oh, shut-up", said Harry. "Anyway, did you notist they all looked thin and pale?". "Yea", said Hermione, rather grumpily.
Across the halls, they saw numerous kids being followed, a even a few chased by one of the physiatrist. Neville ran by a wall, behind Harry. "Tell them to stop following me!!!", he said. The same girl with the purple hair came walking down the hall. She edged down to the end of the hall, and stood there. Ron blurted out "You guys really aren't physiatrist, are you all?". "Ron!!!", said Hermione. The girl opened her mouth in reply, but she didn't say anything.
A beautiful velvety sound entered the hallway. It made Harry and Ron sleepy. Just then, she clasped her hands over her mouth. Harry and Ron looked up back at her as if nothing had happened. "I'm sorry...", she said, in a soft voice. "I am not used- to speaking to...", Ron looked at her, oddly. "See..."she said, sadly. "Were not physiatrist-", she was interrupted by Hermione's voice, saying "then why are you here?", sounding irritated. "Well, at least not me and the other girl...I'm not sure about the other two...", she sighed. "I'm looking for someone named...Harry Potter?", she said, slowly ,as if her first time using her tongue. Harry's throat went dry.
He nodded. She looked at him, closely. "I've been sending message waves toward you! How come you never answered?", she said. Harry frowned. He had no clue what she was talking about. "You...must help us!!", she said. "You know...Parselmouth?", she asked. Harry nodded in fear. She smiled, and started to walk off. She stopped, took out a piece of paper, wrote something on it, and threw it at Ron head. She began walking off.
"She didn't have to throw it!", said Hermione. Ron opened it. Harry grabbed it from him, and saw what was written on it, it big, letters. At least that's what he thought they were:
"?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????Look in library"
Harry couldn't read the first three lines. 'Look in the library' didn't make any sense. It did to Hermione, of coarse. "Come on! To the library!!", said Hermione. Ron shook his head. "Whenever you leave a problem to Hermione, the answer is always the library!!", he said. Harry and Ron followed Hermione down the hall.
Dean went running down the hall, yelling "Help me!!", as the other two guys were right behind him, asking him "Where do you live? Where are you from? Are you a pure-blood? How old are you? Did your parents recently divorce? Do you have any parents? Will you talk to us?". Harry laughed. Hermione was already at the end of the hall.
Harry and Ron ran behind her. She flew through the door, toward a section of the library, labeled "Different Cultures". She threw out several books behind her. Luckily, Harry and Ron caught the flying books before they hit the floor. Soon, she grabbed a book, and ran toward a table. She flipped through the big book she had. She snatched the paper the girl had written on from Ron. He opened his mouth to respond, but Harry stuffed a big book in his mouth.
"Yes!! This- is- it!!", she said, excitingly pointing to the book. Ron and Harry scratched their heads. Hermione looked at them, sarcastically. "This language- that that girl wrote down- Is an Ancient Language!!". Ran pulled the book out of him mouth. "The language was used by the ancient natives on sunken continent called- Atlantis?", she said. "Muggle researchers believe that this was once a continent that had a great civilization on it- after finding artifacts with a indescribable language on it, the Muggles managed to make out an alphabet-", Hermione stopped.
"With enough time- I can translate this!", she said. Harry looked at the book. "How long would it take?", he asked. Hermione looked at them, then smirked. "For me, maybe a couple of hours". Ron sighed. "Now we find a new language! Isn't this the best day...", he said, sarcastically.
The three headed toward the portrait. They said the password, and entered the main room. "I wonder where she is staying tonight...not in the castle, I believe...", said Harry. Hermione sat down in a chair with the paper and the book. Five minutes later... "I have the first sentence!!!", she yelled. Ron woke up, and Harry broke his gaze from the fire. He rubbed his burning eyes. "What is it?", asked Harry. "Meet me at the lake...tomorrow evening!!", said Hermione. Ron yawned. "Why didn't she just tell us that, without us going through that trouble?", asked Ron.
Hermione shook her head. " Meet me at the lake tomorrow evening...I will explain everything...Sorry, I don't know how to write much English, maybe this will help you", said Hermione. Ron and Harry looked at her. "I wonder why she wants us...and why did she ask for you, Harry?", she said.
The three went to bed early. Harry looked up at the ceiling, and wondered about Atlantis. He then fell into a deep sleep...
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Crap! You know those question marks you see? There the native language...Fanfiction.net won't let me put it on the site! SCREW THEM!!! Ah well....