Part Three:
Brendon Boydston
" You ARE going to Hogwarts whether you like it or not, and you are going to carry out the plan I have been training you so hard for." said the tall, graying man.
" But, I don't want to kill anyone. I don't want to be like you." said a boy with blonde hair and green-blue eyes, who for the moment was trying to free himself of the ropes that were wrapped tight around him.
"You WILL do this. I have worked too hard for this. Now that that boy has destroyed the dark lord, you will have to carry on his teachings. I am the last remaining death eater, and you are going to ensure that I am not caught."
" NO! I don't care how much you want this- I don't! I am not going to become a murderer for someone who doesent give a damn about me!" the man slapped the boy in the face.
" Maybe this will change your mind." the man grabbed his wand and hit the boy with the Cruciatus Curse. The boy twitched in pain. He stopped five minutes later gasping for air.
" Fine." the boy said while still in pain.
" Good." said the man in triumph.
(-;***:-)
"PIG! SHUT UP!" shouted Ron at the tiny owl. He was having lots of trouble keeping him quiet, and the owls screeches were giving everyone a headache.
"I would wrap some tape around it's mouth, but that would be cruel." Ron said.
" Can't we set it in the hall, or somethin'?" asked Alex.
" No. Maybe we should just knock him out." said Harry.
"Sssshh! I think he may be going to sleep." said Hermione. They all held their breath. Sure enough, the little owl was burying its head underneath its wing. Ron let out a sigh of relief.
"Next time I'll just glue its mouth shut." said Ron." If I could ever get a hold of it."
It was getting dark now, and the forest outside the window was getting wilder.
(A/N: Why Harry and Alex have to ride the Hogwarts express- I don't know. I mean, they live in Hogsmeade, right? And if they can go on a trip to Hogsmeade and back in one day during the school year, why can't Sirius or somebody just take them to school? I don't know. Keep reading....)
Harry noticed Alex leaning against the window, her eyelids slowly falling. He went over and sat next to her.
"Sleepy?"
" Hmmm...yeah." she said. He put his arm around her, and she laid her head against his chest. She fell asleep within a couple of minutes."She's beautiful" he thought. The way her hair fell softly around her face as she lay there. He just loved to look at her. She meant everything to him, and he hoped she knew that.
(-;***:-)
" No, I don't wanna wake up." Alex moaned as Hermione tried to wake her up.
" But you have to, we have to get in a carriage to go to the castle." Hermione said.
"Oh, all right."
(-;***:-)
They were sitting at the Gryffindor table now, Alex wide awake. The Sorting had begun, and they were all waiting to see the new Gryffindors.
"Browder, Samuell"
" Ravenclaw!"
"Hartline, Misty"
" Hufflepuff!"
"Richardson,Inana"
"Gryffindor!" the whole table cheered as the small black headed girl walked to the table.
" Briley, Jacob"
"Slytherin!" for the first time that night Harry looked at the Slytherin's table. He was surprised to see that Malfoy wasn't sitting with Crabbe and Goyle, but with Cassey Jhonson, and Brydon Swartz- two kids who were nothing like your average Slytherin. Both had girlfriends in Hufflepuff, and the rest of the Slytherins despised them. Harry wondered what Malfoy was playing at.
" Who's that?" Hermione asked.
"Who?" said Harry.
" Look!" Ron said while pointing at the front of the room. A tall boy with kind of spiky blonde hair was standing in front of the room.
" Cool! Look at his hair! That's the way everybody at my school wore theirs. All you do is put gel in it and run your fingers through your hair. I should do that to you sometime Harry! It'd look great on you!"Alex said.
" Me? Have my hair like that?" he said.
" Yeah, I mean, lots of actors and singers wear their hair like that- Lance Bass, that guy that plays Lucky on All My Children, you know Harry- like Malcom and Shane wore theirs."Alex said.
"Oh yeah! Sure, why not?" He said
.
" It seems we have yet another new student this year! This is Brendon Boydston.He will be going into his fith year. Lets make him feel welcome!" said Dumbledore. The room began to applaud.
"Thank you." said Brendon Boydston.
He sat on the stool and put the hat on. His feet touched the ground because he was so tall- and that the stool was meant for eleven year olds. It took no time for the hat to shout-
"Gryffindor!"
He took the hat off, and sat at the Gryffindor table beside Ron.
" Hi!" he said.
" Hi, I'm Ron Weasley."
" Hermione Granger."
" Alex Hawkins."
" Harry Potter." at the saying of his name, the boy frowned slightly, but contiued being cheerfull.
" Nice to meet you." he said.
" So, Brendon, where ya from?" asked Alex.
" Well I can tell you're a southerner." he said. Alex nodded.
" I'm not really from anywhere. I travel a lot. My dad's from London, but my mom's from Canada, but she left when I was four." he had a distinctive accent. A little hint of british, but kind of American, but not like Alex's. It was weird.
" Sorry about your mom.I don't have a mother either." said Alex.
" I'm sorry to hear that." said Brendon. There was an awkward silence. But it was broken by Hermione.
"Are you liking Hogwarts so far?"she asked.
" Yeah, it's really nice. It's a beautiful place." said Brendon.
The rest of dinner was spent giving Brendon the usual about the teachers. Harry noticed that he didn't really like talking about what he had done before he came to Hogwarts, so they spent the majority of the time talking about what they had done. Brendon was very impressed.
After everyone had gone to bed, Harry thought about Brendon. He seemed nice, but there was something strange about him. He had a secret. Suddenly Harry didn't feel like he was going to have a relaxing year after all.
Brendon Boydston
" You ARE going to Hogwarts whether you like it or not, and you are going to carry out the plan I have been training you so hard for." said the tall, graying man.
" But, I don't want to kill anyone. I don't want to be like you." said a boy with blonde hair and green-blue eyes, who for the moment was trying to free himself of the ropes that were wrapped tight around him.
"You WILL do this. I have worked too hard for this. Now that that boy has destroyed the dark lord, you will have to carry on his teachings. I am the last remaining death eater, and you are going to ensure that I am not caught."
" NO! I don't care how much you want this- I don't! I am not going to become a murderer for someone who doesent give a damn about me!" the man slapped the boy in the face.
" Maybe this will change your mind." the man grabbed his wand and hit the boy with the Cruciatus Curse. The boy twitched in pain. He stopped five minutes later gasping for air.
" Fine." the boy said while still in pain.
" Good." said the man in triumph.
(-;***:-)
"PIG! SHUT UP!" shouted Ron at the tiny owl. He was having lots of trouble keeping him quiet, and the owls screeches were giving everyone a headache.
"I would wrap some tape around it's mouth, but that would be cruel." Ron said.
" Can't we set it in the hall, or somethin'?" asked Alex.
" No. Maybe we should just knock him out." said Harry.
"Sssshh! I think he may be going to sleep." said Hermione. They all held their breath. Sure enough, the little owl was burying its head underneath its wing. Ron let out a sigh of relief.
"Next time I'll just glue its mouth shut." said Ron." If I could ever get a hold of it."
It was getting dark now, and the forest outside the window was getting wilder.
(A/N: Why Harry and Alex have to ride the Hogwarts express- I don't know. I mean, they live in Hogsmeade, right? And if they can go on a trip to Hogsmeade and back in one day during the school year, why can't Sirius or somebody just take them to school? I don't know. Keep reading....)
Harry noticed Alex leaning against the window, her eyelids slowly falling. He went over and sat next to her.
"Sleepy?"
" Hmmm...yeah." she said. He put his arm around her, and she laid her head against his chest. She fell asleep within a couple of minutes."She's beautiful" he thought. The way her hair fell softly around her face as she lay there. He just loved to look at her. She meant everything to him, and he hoped she knew that.
(-;***:-)
" No, I don't wanna wake up." Alex moaned as Hermione tried to wake her up.
" But you have to, we have to get in a carriage to go to the castle." Hermione said.
"Oh, all right."
(-;***:-)
They were sitting at the Gryffindor table now, Alex wide awake. The Sorting had begun, and they were all waiting to see the new Gryffindors.
"Browder, Samuell"
" Ravenclaw!"
"Hartline, Misty"
" Hufflepuff!"
"Richardson,Inana"
"Gryffindor!" the whole table cheered as the small black headed girl walked to the table.
" Briley, Jacob"
"Slytherin!" for the first time that night Harry looked at the Slytherin's table. He was surprised to see that Malfoy wasn't sitting with Crabbe and Goyle, but with Cassey Jhonson, and Brydon Swartz- two kids who were nothing like your average Slytherin. Both had girlfriends in Hufflepuff, and the rest of the Slytherins despised them. Harry wondered what Malfoy was playing at.
" Who's that?" Hermione asked.
"Who?" said Harry.
" Look!" Ron said while pointing at the front of the room. A tall boy with kind of spiky blonde hair was standing in front of the room.
" Cool! Look at his hair! That's the way everybody at my school wore theirs. All you do is put gel in it and run your fingers through your hair. I should do that to you sometime Harry! It'd look great on you!"Alex said.
" Me? Have my hair like that?" he said.
" Yeah, I mean, lots of actors and singers wear their hair like that- Lance Bass, that guy that plays Lucky on All My Children, you know Harry- like Malcom and Shane wore theirs."Alex said.
"Oh yeah! Sure, why not?" He said
.
" It seems we have yet another new student this year! This is Brendon Boydston.He will be going into his fith year. Lets make him feel welcome!" said Dumbledore. The room began to applaud.
"Thank you." said Brendon Boydston.
He sat on the stool and put the hat on. His feet touched the ground because he was so tall- and that the stool was meant for eleven year olds. It took no time for the hat to shout-
"Gryffindor!"
He took the hat off, and sat at the Gryffindor table beside Ron.
" Hi!" he said.
" Hi, I'm Ron Weasley."
" Hermione Granger."
" Alex Hawkins."
" Harry Potter." at the saying of his name, the boy frowned slightly, but contiued being cheerfull.
" Nice to meet you." he said.
" So, Brendon, where ya from?" asked Alex.
" Well I can tell you're a southerner." he said. Alex nodded.
" I'm not really from anywhere. I travel a lot. My dad's from London, but my mom's from Canada, but she left when I was four." he had a distinctive accent. A little hint of british, but kind of American, but not like Alex's. It was weird.
" Sorry about your mom.I don't have a mother either." said Alex.
" I'm sorry to hear that." said Brendon. There was an awkward silence. But it was broken by Hermione.
"Are you liking Hogwarts so far?"she asked.
" Yeah, it's really nice. It's a beautiful place." said Brendon.
The rest of dinner was spent giving Brendon the usual about the teachers. Harry noticed that he didn't really like talking about what he had done before he came to Hogwarts, so they spent the majority of the time talking about what they had done. Brendon was very impressed.
After everyone had gone to bed, Harry thought about Brendon. He seemed nice, but there was something strange about him. He had a secret. Suddenly Harry didn't feel like he was going to have a relaxing year after all.