Part: Five
A/N* Hey everybody, thanks for checking in! Reviews are really, really wanted, so keep it in mind. We still want your suggestions on which houses to put the girls in, so please let us know of your suggestions, thanks!
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Claudia awoke the lovely sound of birds chirping the next morning.
'Excellent, I was wondering if that awakening charm would work!,' she thought to herself as she pulled back the heavy, velvet covered duvet.
She walked with a bounce in her step, no doubt because today was her first day in attending Hogwarts. The truth was that Claudia probably needn't have performed the awakening charm, because she hardly had gotten any sleep last night, twisting and turning over her thoughts and anxieties.
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Claudine had already been up for hours when she heard the old floor boards in Claudia's room creaking. She was busy double checking her trunk for her text books, quills, parchment, and the other necessities she would need for school.
She walked over to the bay window in the corner of her room, pulled back the sheer draperies and looked over the property. It was a beautiful sight. Venus was clearly visible in the morning twilight, along with the quarter moon that basked her in its white glow. She couldn't help feeling excited about the coming year. She could feel it, it was going to be special.
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Claudette was just beginning to write an entry into her journal when she heard the comings and goings of her sisters upstairs.
'Can't they keep it down,' she thought to herself, 'Some people have more important things to do, than straighten their hair, or reread 'Hogwarts: A History' for the seventh time.'
She wrote:
September 1st, 2001,
Boarding the train for Hogwarts today. I'm hoping this school is more 'knowledgeable' than that last hole we attended. I also hope I don't have to spend all my time with those two girls. They're so naïve, and childish, so unaware of the way it works for our kind.
KNOCK,KNOCK,KNOCK
"Come in," she yelled, struggling to pull the leather book under her satiny bead spread.
"Sweetie," her father spoke to her through the wedged open door, " I think it's time you got up."
"OK, Daddy," she added sweetly, grabbing onto the mahogany headboard to hoist herself up.
She waltzed gracefully along the tapestry rugs that covered the cold brick floor. She crept over to her trunk, which she checked for things she may have forgotten, and then over to her closet, where she grabbed her dressing robe, and an elastic to pull her thick, shiny, black hair into a quick bun. She pushed open the heavy door, and proceeded up the marble stairs to the dining room.
" Good morning, Claudette," smiled Gertrude warmly, "Can I offer you some Tea?"
"Yes, that would be lovely," she replied. She wasn't too crazy about the formality English people spoke in, but she decided to go with it, it kind of suited her.
"How'd you sleep last night," Claudia asked, trying to make conversation.
"Very well, and you," she said abruptly.
"Oh, all right," she admitted, "I was a little nervous, so it took a bit."
"Nervous!," bellowed their father, "There's absolutely nothing to be nervous about. Hogwarts is a fantastic school. I had the best time of my life while I was there."
"What's it like, Dad," Claudine asked impateintly, "They only disclose so much information in 'Hogwarts: A History'."
Claudette rolled her eyes, and Claudia caught her with a sharp glare.
"They disclose it for good reason," their father replied mysteriously, "They don't want just anybody knowing all the traditions and secrets."
"But you can tell us, Dad. After all, we're going to find out in a matter of hours," Claudine sneaked in.
"Exactly.," replied their father, with a mischievous grin on his face, " You can wait and see for yourselves. Now go on and get dressed. The station's a ways from here."
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The three girls lugged their trunks out to the pillar- supported patio, and waited for the cabs. When they finally arrived, the driver came out to put them in the trunk, as the three girls piled into the back seat.
"King's Cross Station, please," said their father anxiously. He dreaded driving, he much preferred Floo powder, or flying.
The car ride went slowly. Claudine buried in Hogwarts: A history, Claudia shuffling a deck of cards, and Claudette staring out the window. The taxi driver stared through the windshield. The traffic was thick, but the driver seemed totally oblivious to it. He weaved in and out, out and in, occasionally yelling profanities at the other drivers until, almost magically (but not), they arrived at the station.
The girls stepped out of the car, and took their trunks from the driver, and started on their way towards the large pillared building. They walked down the steep, cement stairs to the boarding ramps. Hogwarts letters in hand, they followed the instructions to platform 9 and ¾.
"What the hell is going on here, Dad," Claudette yelled, with absolutely none of the sweetness that she usually talked to her father with, "I'm not seeing any platform 9 and ¾."
"Well, don't you think it would be a bit odd to have boarding schedules for a wizard train that went to a place where most muggles have never heard of.," he replied, ignoring Claudette's snotty tone.
"So how do you get to it?," asked Claudine inquisitively.
"Well, since we're a tad early we won't try it yet," he mentioned happily, "but when your ready to board, you just walk straight into that wall. No hesition, no second thoughts, just walk straight through it."
"Well, isn't that a little obvious," said Claudette, " I mean, what are these muggles, idiots."
"Oh no, my dear," he said wisely, " they just have a knack for not seeing what is in front of them."
The four of them stood in silence, waiting for more wizarding families to come along. They ended up edging a bit more towards platform ten, to keep from looking conspicuous. But, as the deadline rolled around, the train station suddenly became crowded with people. Small women with pill box hats, or large men with Bermuda shorts and sweat shirts on. An odd looking bunch, they were, except for one man, dressed with impeccable taste, who was sweeping towards them, keeping an eye on their father.
"Stephen, this is the last place I would have thought to see you," said the man through a forced smile, well if you'd even call it that.
"As did I, Lucius, as did I."
"Well, what brings you here."
"My three daughters will be attending Hogwarts this year. After their grandparents passing, we've moved back to England."
"Oh yes, I heard about that," he said in a slow drawl, "My deepest condolences."
"Well…."
"My son attends there, also. Fifth year. I thought about transferring him to Durmstrang, after all of Albus Dumbledore's nonsense."
"Really, I had heard he was rather ingenius."
"Well,---I wouldn't quite say that," he said, sounding rather superior, "Any ways, I must be going. Draco, come along."
He walked away slowly without another word, with his son by his side. They stopped by a tall blonde woman with a long face, and cold blue eyes.
"Who was that you were talking to, Lucius?," she asked, it might have just been Draco's ears, but he thought she sounded suspicious.
"Oh, no one, Narcissus, just an old acquaintance."
It may have been his ears again, but he was sure that that sounded funny, but, he thought nothing more of it, as he gave his parents a short wave from out the train window, which wasn't returned. In fact, they already had their backs turned, walking away.
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"Bye Dad," whispered Claudine, as she wrapped her arms around his neck, "I'll miss you, and I'll write
"OK, sweetie," he said kindly, "I'll miss you, too, and don't any of you forget to write!"
"I won't, Dad," Claudia smiled warmly at him, "I'll see you at Christmas, and maybe in between sometime."
"Bye Daddy," Claudette said in between her hug, "I'll let you know how first day goes."
And with that, they boarded the train, unsure of what was to happen to them.
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Please answer:
-who is your favorite?
-What house they should be in?
And any thing else you'd like to voice your opinion on!
Thank You!!!
A/N* Hey everybody, thanks for checking in! Reviews are really, really wanted, so keep it in mind. We still want your suggestions on which houses to put the girls in, so please let us know of your suggestions, thanks!
****************************************************************
Claudia awoke the lovely sound of birds chirping the next morning.
'Excellent, I was wondering if that awakening charm would work!,' she thought to herself as she pulled back the heavy, velvet covered duvet.
She walked with a bounce in her step, no doubt because today was her first day in attending Hogwarts. The truth was that Claudia probably needn't have performed the awakening charm, because she hardly had gotten any sleep last night, twisting and turning over her thoughts and anxieties.
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Claudine had already been up for hours when she heard the old floor boards in Claudia's room creaking. She was busy double checking her trunk for her text books, quills, parchment, and the other necessities she would need for school.
She walked over to the bay window in the corner of her room, pulled back the sheer draperies and looked over the property. It was a beautiful sight. Venus was clearly visible in the morning twilight, along with the quarter moon that basked her in its white glow. She couldn't help feeling excited about the coming year. She could feel it, it was going to be special.
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Claudette was just beginning to write an entry into her journal when she heard the comings and goings of her sisters upstairs.
'Can't they keep it down,' she thought to herself, 'Some people have more important things to do, than straighten their hair, or reread 'Hogwarts: A History' for the seventh time.'
She wrote:
September 1st, 2001,
Boarding the train for Hogwarts today. I'm hoping this school is more 'knowledgeable' than that last hole we attended. I also hope I don't have to spend all my time with those two girls. They're so naïve, and childish, so unaware of the way it works for our kind.
KNOCK,KNOCK,KNOCK
"Come in," she yelled, struggling to pull the leather book under her satiny bead spread.
"Sweetie," her father spoke to her through the wedged open door, " I think it's time you got up."
"OK, Daddy," she added sweetly, grabbing onto the mahogany headboard to hoist herself up.
She waltzed gracefully along the tapestry rugs that covered the cold brick floor. She crept over to her trunk, which she checked for things she may have forgotten, and then over to her closet, where she grabbed her dressing robe, and an elastic to pull her thick, shiny, black hair into a quick bun. She pushed open the heavy door, and proceeded up the marble stairs to the dining room.
" Good morning, Claudette," smiled Gertrude warmly, "Can I offer you some Tea?"
"Yes, that would be lovely," she replied. She wasn't too crazy about the formality English people spoke in, but she decided to go with it, it kind of suited her.
"How'd you sleep last night," Claudia asked, trying to make conversation.
"Very well, and you," she said abruptly.
"Oh, all right," she admitted, "I was a little nervous, so it took a bit."
"Nervous!," bellowed their father, "There's absolutely nothing to be nervous about. Hogwarts is a fantastic school. I had the best time of my life while I was there."
"What's it like, Dad," Claudine asked impateintly, "They only disclose so much information in 'Hogwarts: A History'."
Claudette rolled her eyes, and Claudia caught her with a sharp glare.
"They disclose it for good reason," their father replied mysteriously, "They don't want just anybody knowing all the traditions and secrets."
"But you can tell us, Dad. After all, we're going to find out in a matter of hours," Claudine sneaked in.
"Exactly.," replied their father, with a mischievous grin on his face, " You can wait and see for yourselves. Now go on and get dressed. The station's a ways from here."
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The three girls lugged their trunks out to the pillar- supported patio, and waited for the cabs. When they finally arrived, the driver came out to put them in the trunk, as the three girls piled into the back seat.
"King's Cross Station, please," said their father anxiously. He dreaded driving, he much preferred Floo powder, or flying.
The car ride went slowly. Claudine buried in Hogwarts: A history, Claudia shuffling a deck of cards, and Claudette staring out the window. The taxi driver stared through the windshield. The traffic was thick, but the driver seemed totally oblivious to it. He weaved in and out, out and in, occasionally yelling profanities at the other drivers until, almost magically (but not), they arrived at the station.
The girls stepped out of the car, and took their trunks from the driver, and started on their way towards the large pillared building. They walked down the steep, cement stairs to the boarding ramps. Hogwarts letters in hand, they followed the instructions to platform 9 and ¾.
"What the hell is going on here, Dad," Claudette yelled, with absolutely none of the sweetness that she usually talked to her father with, "I'm not seeing any platform 9 and ¾."
"Well, don't you think it would be a bit odd to have boarding schedules for a wizard train that went to a place where most muggles have never heard of.," he replied, ignoring Claudette's snotty tone.
"So how do you get to it?," asked Claudine inquisitively.
"Well, since we're a tad early we won't try it yet," he mentioned happily, "but when your ready to board, you just walk straight into that wall. No hesition, no second thoughts, just walk straight through it."
"Well, isn't that a little obvious," said Claudette, " I mean, what are these muggles, idiots."
"Oh no, my dear," he said wisely, " they just have a knack for not seeing what is in front of them."
The four of them stood in silence, waiting for more wizarding families to come along. They ended up edging a bit more towards platform ten, to keep from looking conspicuous. But, as the deadline rolled around, the train station suddenly became crowded with people. Small women with pill box hats, or large men with Bermuda shorts and sweat shirts on. An odd looking bunch, they were, except for one man, dressed with impeccable taste, who was sweeping towards them, keeping an eye on their father.
"Stephen, this is the last place I would have thought to see you," said the man through a forced smile, well if you'd even call it that.
"As did I, Lucius, as did I."
"Well, what brings you here."
"My three daughters will be attending Hogwarts this year. After their grandparents passing, we've moved back to England."
"Oh yes, I heard about that," he said in a slow drawl, "My deepest condolences."
"Well…."
"My son attends there, also. Fifth year. I thought about transferring him to Durmstrang, after all of Albus Dumbledore's nonsense."
"Really, I had heard he was rather ingenius."
"Well,---I wouldn't quite say that," he said, sounding rather superior, "Any ways, I must be going. Draco, come along."
He walked away slowly without another word, with his son by his side. They stopped by a tall blonde woman with a long face, and cold blue eyes.
"Who was that you were talking to, Lucius?," she asked, it might have just been Draco's ears, but he thought she sounded suspicious.
"Oh, no one, Narcissus, just an old acquaintance."
It may have been his ears again, but he was sure that that sounded funny, but, he thought nothing more of it, as he gave his parents a short wave from out the train window, which wasn't returned. In fact, they already had their backs turned, walking away.
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"Bye Dad," whispered Claudine, as she wrapped her arms around his neck, "I'll miss you, and I'll write
"OK, sweetie," he said kindly, "I'll miss you, too, and don't any of you forget to write!"
"I won't, Dad," Claudia smiled warmly at him, "I'll see you at Christmas, and maybe in between sometime."
"Bye Daddy," Claudette said in between her hug, "I'll let you know how first day goes."
And with that, they boarded the train, unsure of what was to happen to them.
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PLEASE REVEIW! I really like hearing your input, good or bad!
Please answer:
-who is your favorite?
-What house they should be in?
And any thing else you'd like to voice your opinion on!
Thank You!!!