The Eve of the Arrival
A.N. This is the first of possibly many chapters that are at least partially in journal form. If you don't like it tell me and I'll stop. Do you think the guys could write journal entries? Also, I need help with a title for this chapter. Thanx!
Bri and Hermione lie on their beds. It had been several days since their arrival at Hogwarts. The school had been especially busy this year preparing for the Triwizard Tournament and the girls were glad for the chance to write and unwind.
Hermione's Journal
Journal,
I haven't had much time to write with all this schoolwork. I have double potions on Friday so I have lots of homework on the weekends. There's a new girl named Gabrielle in my dorm. She's in all my classes except for History of Magic and Arithmancy. Guess what, she's read Hogwarts, a History!
Hagrid made us care for these horrid monsters in Care of Magical Creatures today. He calls them Blast-Ended-Skrewts. They're absolutely dangerous. I'm sure each of them sent at least one child to Madame Pomfrey, except for Bri's. It was as gentle as a kitten. Well, maybe they're French and she has dealt with them before. Ooh, and there's a new boy too. His name's Adam Wood. He's Oliver's brother. He transferred from Comenici the Romanian school. He's got it bad for Bri. He sat next to her at the feast and they immediately started jabbering in Romanian (one of the quadrizillion languages she learned from visiting nuns at the convent). I don't think he has stopped smiling since. Those two and Fred and George are a dangerous lot. I think they have enlarged 8 tongues to date. Bri and Adam bewitched the Ton-Tongue-Toffees so that there is now a 50/50 chance that your tongue will also turn blue. Sirius (Snuffles) would like both of these new students. Oh,that's another thing. When Harry's scar hurt so badly over the summer he wrote to Snuffles and we got his reply back today. He's coming up here to keep an I on things! Is he insane? Well, at least the country isn't swarming with Dementors anymore.
The Durmstrang and Beauxbatons students will arrive tomorrow and I must be getting some sleep.
Bye,
Hermione
Bri's Journal
Ahh, Journal it has been heaven here at Hogwarts. No one here treats me like a maid or tells me when to breathe. Yes, I have secured stalls for the horses and done everything that I was sent here to do but I genuinely feel like a student here. At Beauxbatons the teachers either pitied me or treated me like horse dung. Here, if I'm treated like a slave it's because all the students are treated like that.
Like that Snape fellow, he's really tough but he's worse to Harry and the rest of the Gryffndors. He and Professor Moody are definitely the scariest professors. Moody was using the Cruciatus Curse to torture a spider but it was more like he was torturing Neville Longbottom. Neville went so pale it looked as if he was going to faint and all the time the professor was looking at him with this horribly malevolent look on his face. The guy also drinks out of his own flask that he carries on his hip. But he was really nice to Neville after the lesson, gave him some Herbology book. Something about plants in the Mediterranean. I've never been great shakes at Herbology. It's also to his credit that he's a friend of Dumbledore's. I really like professor McGonagall though; she's an excellent teacher. I'll say her transfiguration class is a good year ahead of the class at Beauxbatons. But this bliss will end tomorrow when Monster Maxime arrives with her "little angels". Maxime isn't so bad herself, she let me go to Beauxbatons for free, but the snobby parents influence her to make their children' beds and do their laundry. Especially the Delacours. Fleur struts around campus like she owns the place. She is soooo condescending. " Oh Leetle girl, would you mind making new curtains for my dormitory. Zees colours make me feel sick," she says.
I wonder if Adam will still like me when I'm a servant. He's entirely wonderful. He came back to England from Comenici, the Romanian school when his brother graduated. Adam was specializing in Care and Capture of Dragons but his mother had some type of midlife crisis and wanted "her baby" closer to home. Everyone groans and makes some remark on how, overbearing parents are. Harry and I just smile and nod in agreement although we have no idea. Sister Marie has been wonderful but she has responsibilities to the poor and the church and she's getting on in years so she has little time to spend with me. I almost wish I had someone to meddle in my life. It's quite fabulous having a friend who's also lost his parents. Everyone at Beauxbatons seemed to fit into this perfect little mold.
Adam has a great sense of humor too. Adam, Fred, George and I turned our Potion teacher's tongue blue. He's also smart and plays Quidditch! He plays Keeper. We played a game with Harry, Fred, George, Ron, and George's "friend" Angelina, (Gol, does he have the hots for her). We were awesome! We'd be the best team Gryffndor ever had. I only wish things could stay the way they are.
Harry has a scar on his forehead exactly like mine. I thought about asking him where he got it. Maybe it would give me some insight as to how my parent died. I don't know, maybe it's too personal.
It's so peaceful up here. Hermione's writing, probably homework. Parvati and Lavender are downstairs in the common room, probably hitting on Dean and Seamus so I guess I'll go to sleep.
Goodnight,
Bri
A.N. This is the first of possibly many chapters that are at least partially in journal form. If you don't like it tell me and I'll stop. Do you think the guys could write journal entries? Also, I need help with a title for this chapter. Thanx!
Bri and Hermione lie on their beds. It had been several days since their arrival at Hogwarts. The school had been especially busy this year preparing for the Triwizard Tournament and the girls were glad for the chance to write and unwind.
Hermione's Journal
Journal,
I haven't had much time to write with all this schoolwork. I have double potions on Friday so I have lots of homework on the weekends. There's a new girl named Gabrielle in my dorm. She's in all my classes except for History of Magic and Arithmancy. Guess what, she's read Hogwarts, a History!
Hagrid made us care for these horrid monsters in Care of Magical Creatures today. He calls them Blast-Ended-Skrewts. They're absolutely dangerous. I'm sure each of them sent at least one child to Madame Pomfrey, except for Bri's. It was as gentle as a kitten. Well, maybe they're French and she has dealt with them before. Ooh, and there's a new boy too. His name's Adam Wood. He's Oliver's brother. He transferred from Comenici the Romanian school. He's got it bad for Bri. He sat next to her at the feast and they immediately started jabbering in Romanian (one of the quadrizillion languages she learned from visiting nuns at the convent). I don't think he has stopped smiling since. Those two and Fred and George are a dangerous lot. I think they have enlarged 8 tongues to date. Bri and Adam bewitched the Ton-Tongue-Toffees so that there is now a 50/50 chance that your tongue will also turn blue. Sirius (Snuffles) would like both of these new students. Oh,that's another thing. When Harry's scar hurt so badly over the summer he wrote to Snuffles and we got his reply back today. He's coming up here to keep an I on things! Is he insane? Well, at least the country isn't swarming with Dementors anymore.
The Durmstrang and Beauxbatons students will arrive tomorrow and I must be getting some sleep.
Bye,
Hermione
Bri's Journal
Ahh, Journal it has been heaven here at Hogwarts. No one here treats me like a maid or tells me when to breathe. Yes, I have secured stalls for the horses and done everything that I was sent here to do but I genuinely feel like a student here. At Beauxbatons the teachers either pitied me or treated me like horse dung. Here, if I'm treated like a slave it's because all the students are treated like that.
Like that Snape fellow, he's really tough but he's worse to Harry and the rest of the Gryffndors. He and Professor Moody are definitely the scariest professors. Moody was using the Cruciatus Curse to torture a spider but it was more like he was torturing Neville Longbottom. Neville went so pale it looked as if he was going to faint and all the time the professor was looking at him with this horribly malevolent look on his face. The guy also drinks out of his own flask that he carries on his hip. But he was really nice to Neville after the lesson, gave him some Herbology book. Something about plants in the Mediterranean. I've never been great shakes at Herbology. It's also to his credit that he's a friend of Dumbledore's. I really like professor McGonagall though; she's an excellent teacher. I'll say her transfiguration class is a good year ahead of the class at Beauxbatons. But this bliss will end tomorrow when Monster Maxime arrives with her "little angels". Maxime isn't so bad herself, she let me go to Beauxbatons for free, but the snobby parents influence her to make their children' beds and do their laundry. Especially the Delacours. Fleur struts around campus like she owns the place. She is soooo condescending. " Oh Leetle girl, would you mind making new curtains for my dormitory. Zees colours make me feel sick," she says.
I wonder if Adam will still like me when I'm a servant. He's entirely wonderful. He came back to England from Comenici, the Romanian school when his brother graduated. Adam was specializing in Care and Capture of Dragons but his mother had some type of midlife crisis and wanted "her baby" closer to home. Everyone groans and makes some remark on how, overbearing parents are. Harry and I just smile and nod in agreement although we have no idea. Sister Marie has been wonderful but she has responsibilities to the poor and the church and she's getting on in years so she has little time to spend with me. I almost wish I had someone to meddle in my life. It's quite fabulous having a friend who's also lost his parents. Everyone at Beauxbatons seemed to fit into this perfect little mold.
Adam has a great sense of humor too. Adam, Fred, George and I turned our Potion teacher's tongue blue. He's also smart and plays Quidditch! He plays Keeper. We played a game with Harry, Fred, George, Ron, and George's "friend" Angelina, (Gol, does he have the hots for her). We were awesome! We'd be the best team Gryffndor ever had. I only wish things could stay the way they are.
Harry has a scar on his forehead exactly like mine. I thought about asking him where he got it. Maybe it would give me some insight as to how my parent died. I don't know, maybe it's too personal.
It's so peaceful up here. Hermione's writing, probably homework. Parvati and Lavender are downstairs in the common room, probably hitting on Dean and Seamus so I guess I'll go to sleep.
Goodnight,
Bri