Harry Potter and The Secret of Sabriel
An original fanfiction by Karura
Chapter 4-Puzzles Always Have A Missing Piece
Disclaimer-All characters in this story are copyrights of J.K. Rowling. Except for Sabriel,who is a copyrighted character of Karura Koremanu, 2000. Enjoy!
Someone saw. Someone saw Sabriel fall in the hallway, before The Sorting ended.
And Draco Malfoy saw, of all people to see. Sabriel felt her knees go weak, but she
managed to keep standing. "What-what do you mean?" she asked, playing dumb. "The
hallway," Draco replied, "during The Sorting. You were talking to yourself, then fell all of the sudden. You seemed to be in great pain. Why?" Sabriel got an indignant look on her face. "That is none of your business. Why do you want to know, anyway?" Sabriel yelled softly, "You want to spread rumors about me like you do everyone else?" Malfoy glared at her. "I've heard about the O'Conners." he said, "Don't they have some sort of curse on them?" Sabriel had it. "My family is dead, leave them out of this!" she cried. "Would you shut up?" Malfoy hissed, "Mrs.Norris might hear you!" "I don't give a darn about any cat..." Sabriel whispered back, "If she sees us, I'll get rid of her like that." She snapped her fingers. "Yeah, right,"Malfoy said. He hesitated a moment. "I admire you. I always liked a girl who never pulled any punches." Malfoy commented, a coy smirk playing on his face. Sabriel's dark eyes narrowed. "Don't tempt me," she hissed back.
Suddenly there was an unmistakable "Meow" from the corner of the room. Malfoy
and Sabriel turned to see Mrs. Norris lay her cat eyes on them. "Oh, no!" Malfoy squeaked in a hushed voice. Sabriel snorted. "You baby..." She walked over to the cat and grabbed it by the tail. "Listen you dumb cat," Sabriel sneered, "One meow to Filch, and I'll strip your hide, hair by hair, got it?" the cat squirmed out of Sabriel's grasp and ran, terrified, but quiet as a mouse. Malfoy looked on in amusement. Sabriel shrugged. "You just gotta know how to talk to them." she said simply. "Most impressive..." Malfoy muttered. "Yeah, well, that's what happens when you're raised the right way," Sabriel said, smirking, " But, oops! You wouldn't know anything about that, would you?" "Look who's talking," Malfoy sneered. Sabriel narrowed her eyes. "Listen you," she growled, "Just stay away from me, I'll stay away from you, and the year will go by peacefully. is that clear?" "Crystal," Malfoy replied smoothly, a cocky look coming upon his face once more. Sabriel threw one last warning glare at him before she silently sneaked out the door. Malfoy whispered to himself, "I will find out your secret, Sabriel. I swear, by the end of this year, I'll know what you're hiding..." he walked out the side door, "And I will use it to destroy you."
OoOoOoOoOo
The next morning, Sabriel walked to breakfast in a foul morning. She sat at the
table, eyes bloodshot and gritty from lack of sleep. "Sabriel? What happened?" Hermione
asked. Sabriel explained the events of the night before. Harry said, "So let me get this straight. This was all because you fell in the hallway?" "I guess," Sabriel replied, "Weird, huh? I was expecting a fight for scaring him on the train." Ron added, "Well, at least he might leave you alone from now on." Sabriel snorted. "That little runt? Yeah, right. Look, I'll see you guys later, OK? I'll be late for Advanced Charms if I don't hurry." She ate the last bit of her apple and gathered her books. As she walked out of the Great Hall, Malfoy glared at her from the Slytherin table. He'd find out soon enough.
Sabriel walked quickly to the Charms room, her schoolbag strapped over her arm.
Just then she heard a voice. "Good morning, Sabriel." the patronizing voice said. Sabriel turned around to see Professor Clearwater standing there. Sabriel's eyes narrowed. "Hello, Professor." she said stiffly, "What do you want?" Clearwater smirked. "Touchy touchy..." she teased, "We can't attack each other on school grounds. It's against the rules." "Since when do you follow rules, Clearwater?" retorted Sabriel, who was very agitated at this point. The new Professor stiffened at this comment. "I see," Clearwater said, "You have thought up better comebacks, Sabriel. But enough of this inane chit chat. Where is the immortality potion?" Sabriel gasped at the remark, and finally realized how this woman was familiar. Sabriel's eyes widened and she stammered, "You---you are---The Messenger..."
Clearwater smirked, her eyes held an image of pure evil. "That's right," she said, "I am The Messenger sent by Him to make sure you fulfill the rest of your payment." "I don't owe Him anything!" Sabriel cried, her eyes filled with rage, "It's His fault my parents are dead!" "As you will be, if that potion isn't delivered to him soon," the professer replied coolly. There was silence. Sabriel was silently cursing, trying to think. Finally, she replied, "Why does he need the potion anyway? He's already the strongest being on earth..." "Because," Clearwater said softly, "He wants to be the strongest being in the universe. It's no use trying to fight, Sabriel. You will surrender the potion, sooner or later. Maybe your little friends will prove some motivation--"
There was a sudden, loud smack as Sabriel swiftly slapped the Professor across the face. Clearwater staggered backward, the looked at Sabriel, furious. As she drew her hand away from her face she looked at her hand to find blood on it. Sabriel gasped in shock, then looked at her own hand. Fingernails, almost like claws, were extended from her hands, the tips stained with crimson red. Sabriel then looked up at the teacher, who now had five red scratches across her cheek. They were also healing. Healing fast.
"So," Clearwater spoke, softly, "You have the ability in you after all. Too bad you are so courageous and heroic. There are other, better ways to use that awesome power." Sabriel shook her head, tears stinging in her eyes. "Never again..."Sabriel whispered, "It will never happen again..." Sabriel then ran out of the hallway, not stopping for a moment to look behind her. If she had, she would of seen Clearwater smirking evilly, murmering, "Sweet little Sabriel...You can't tell anyone...if they know about your little condition, they'll lock you up and throw away the key." Then the professor laughed. "Which is probably just as well." she finished, faking a cheery smile to usher her students into class.
Author's note: Well, there you have it. Chapter four is finito. Finished. Done. (About time, no?) Sorry it is so short, but I am loaded down with school stuff. I know I said Snape would make his appearance known in this chap, but this brain of mine is fried. Next note, I promise, will be Snape's appearance. PROMISE! Well, please review it! Till Chapter five, all! ^^
An original fanfiction by Karura
Chapter 4-Puzzles Always Have A Missing Piece
Disclaimer-All characters in this story are copyrights of J.K. Rowling. Except for Sabriel,who is a copyrighted character of Karura Koremanu, 2000. Enjoy!
Someone saw. Someone saw Sabriel fall in the hallway, before The Sorting ended.
And Draco Malfoy saw, of all people to see. Sabriel felt her knees go weak, but she
managed to keep standing. "What-what do you mean?" she asked, playing dumb. "The
hallway," Draco replied, "during The Sorting. You were talking to yourself, then fell all of the sudden. You seemed to be in great pain. Why?" Sabriel got an indignant look on her face. "That is none of your business. Why do you want to know, anyway?" Sabriel yelled softly, "You want to spread rumors about me like you do everyone else?" Malfoy glared at her. "I've heard about the O'Conners." he said, "Don't they have some sort of curse on them?" Sabriel had it. "My family is dead, leave them out of this!" she cried. "Would you shut up?" Malfoy hissed, "Mrs.Norris might hear you!" "I don't give a darn about any cat..." Sabriel whispered back, "If she sees us, I'll get rid of her like that." She snapped her fingers. "Yeah, right,"Malfoy said. He hesitated a moment. "I admire you. I always liked a girl who never pulled any punches." Malfoy commented, a coy smirk playing on his face. Sabriel's dark eyes narrowed. "Don't tempt me," she hissed back.
Suddenly there was an unmistakable "Meow" from the corner of the room. Malfoy
and Sabriel turned to see Mrs. Norris lay her cat eyes on them. "Oh, no!" Malfoy squeaked in a hushed voice. Sabriel snorted. "You baby..." She walked over to the cat and grabbed it by the tail. "Listen you dumb cat," Sabriel sneered, "One meow to Filch, and I'll strip your hide, hair by hair, got it?" the cat squirmed out of Sabriel's grasp and ran, terrified, but quiet as a mouse. Malfoy looked on in amusement. Sabriel shrugged. "You just gotta know how to talk to them." she said simply. "Most impressive..." Malfoy muttered. "Yeah, well, that's what happens when you're raised the right way," Sabriel said, smirking, " But, oops! You wouldn't know anything about that, would you?" "Look who's talking," Malfoy sneered. Sabriel narrowed her eyes. "Listen you," she growled, "Just stay away from me, I'll stay away from you, and the year will go by peacefully. is that clear?" "Crystal," Malfoy replied smoothly, a cocky look coming upon his face once more. Sabriel threw one last warning glare at him before she silently sneaked out the door. Malfoy whispered to himself, "I will find out your secret, Sabriel. I swear, by the end of this year, I'll know what you're hiding..." he walked out the side door, "And I will use it to destroy you."
OoOoOoOoOo
The next morning, Sabriel walked to breakfast in a foul morning. She sat at the
table, eyes bloodshot and gritty from lack of sleep. "Sabriel? What happened?" Hermione
asked. Sabriel explained the events of the night before. Harry said, "So let me get this straight. This was all because you fell in the hallway?" "I guess," Sabriel replied, "Weird, huh? I was expecting a fight for scaring him on the train." Ron added, "Well, at least he might leave you alone from now on." Sabriel snorted. "That little runt? Yeah, right. Look, I'll see you guys later, OK? I'll be late for Advanced Charms if I don't hurry." She ate the last bit of her apple and gathered her books. As she walked out of the Great Hall, Malfoy glared at her from the Slytherin table. He'd find out soon enough.
Sabriel walked quickly to the Charms room, her schoolbag strapped over her arm.
Just then she heard a voice. "Good morning, Sabriel." the patronizing voice said. Sabriel turned around to see Professor Clearwater standing there. Sabriel's eyes narrowed. "Hello, Professor." she said stiffly, "What do you want?" Clearwater smirked. "Touchy touchy..." she teased, "We can't attack each other on school grounds. It's against the rules." "Since when do you follow rules, Clearwater?" retorted Sabriel, who was very agitated at this point. The new Professor stiffened at this comment. "I see," Clearwater said, "You have thought up better comebacks, Sabriel. But enough of this inane chit chat. Where is the immortality potion?" Sabriel gasped at the remark, and finally realized how this woman was familiar. Sabriel's eyes widened and she stammered, "You---you are---The Messenger..."
Clearwater smirked, her eyes held an image of pure evil. "That's right," she said, "I am The Messenger sent by Him to make sure you fulfill the rest of your payment." "I don't owe Him anything!" Sabriel cried, her eyes filled with rage, "It's His fault my parents are dead!" "As you will be, if that potion isn't delivered to him soon," the professer replied coolly. There was silence. Sabriel was silently cursing, trying to think. Finally, she replied, "Why does he need the potion anyway? He's already the strongest being on earth..." "Because," Clearwater said softly, "He wants to be the strongest being in the universe. It's no use trying to fight, Sabriel. You will surrender the potion, sooner or later. Maybe your little friends will prove some motivation--"
There was a sudden, loud smack as Sabriel swiftly slapped the Professor across the face. Clearwater staggered backward, the looked at Sabriel, furious. As she drew her hand away from her face she looked at her hand to find blood on it. Sabriel gasped in shock, then looked at her own hand. Fingernails, almost like claws, were extended from her hands, the tips stained with crimson red. Sabriel then looked up at the teacher, who now had five red scratches across her cheek. They were also healing. Healing fast.
"So," Clearwater spoke, softly, "You have the ability in you after all. Too bad you are so courageous and heroic. There are other, better ways to use that awesome power." Sabriel shook her head, tears stinging in her eyes. "Never again..."Sabriel whispered, "It will never happen again..." Sabriel then ran out of the hallway, not stopping for a moment to look behind her. If she had, she would of seen Clearwater smirking evilly, murmering, "Sweet little Sabriel...You can't tell anyone...if they know about your little condition, they'll lock you up and throw away the key." Then the professor laughed. "Which is probably just as well." she finished, faking a cheery smile to usher her students into class.
Author's note: Well, there you have it. Chapter four is finito. Finished. Done. (About time, no?) Sorry it is so short, but I am loaded down with school stuff. I know I said Snape would make his appearance known in this chap, but this brain of mine is fried. Next note, I promise, will be Snape's appearance. PROMISE! Well, please review it! Till Chapter five, all! ^^