Hello again! Here's my second chapter. Sorry it took so long, but as you know, I was in Florida. I had a wonderful time, thank you very much! Our suite (wow! The impact of that word is pretty big!) was massive!! It was a freestanding house! We stayed at the Disney Institute, and we got to ride in golf carts!! hehe, sorry, I got a tad bit exited there . . .Well, and then I had my class trip to Washington DC, and that was also fun, thank you. And when we came back, I was just to tired, and then we had finals, ohh, and it goes on, but thankfully, schools over!
Disclaimer: This is the last time I put this in here, you'll just have to read it in the first chapter. It all belongs to JK Rowling. Except the people that you don't recognize. Thanks!
Chapter
2:the Fiacre
The
something loosened its grip, and Godric whipped around to face the same girl he
had met in the meadow.
She put her
finger to her lip and pointed to a spot ten feet away. Godric didn't know how
he could have missed it. Because there, ten feet away, stood a beautiful white
horse, with little blue and gold diamonds all over its body.
"It's
beautiful," he whispered, and indeed it was. The girl nodded in silent
agreement, her eyes still on the beast. It moved so gracefully, and it was
exactly like a unicorn, except for the fact that it didn't have a horn. And of
course, unicorns don't have blue and gold diamonds all over its body.
They stood
looking at it for about five minutes, until it finally galloped away.
Godric
asked, "What was it?"
"A Fiacra,
cousin of the unicorn," replied the girl, and they began to exit the forest.
"I'm Godric
Gryffindor, by the way,"
"Rowena
Ravenclaw," replied Rowena.
"Are you
new in the village?"
"If you
call three years new."
"But theres
no one else by the name of Ravenclaw there."
"Ravenclaw
was my mothers name. My father's is O'Rielly."
William
O'Rielly?" he asked.
"The
Third," she stated, matter-of-factly.
By now the
duo had reached the road leading back into the village, and the parted and went
the separate ways. Godric heading for his father's townhouse, and Rowena for her
father's large stone house, past the Stoner's orchard.
As Godric
moved on, he thought of the experience he had just encountered. Not just the
beast, the girl. Rowena, she was called. He had never met anyone like her. She
seemed to have a mind of her own. And a cheery disposition.
As he sat
upon this thought, Anne, the inn-lady, came out of her dwelling, and said, with
a smile, to Godric:
"Aye boy…
What meddles have yeh got yeself inta now, eh?"
Godric
broke out of his thoughts, and smiled at the inn-lady.
"None,
ma'am,"
"Well then,
yeh best be off the yeh house. 'Tis almost dark, and I shan't have a boy of yeh
age among the streets. Shoo…Go on…"
And so
Godric went, and as he was closing his door behind him, a lady of about
thirty-five came bustling out of the cook room and down the hall.
She wore a
dress of green, and a look of half-concern, and half-fury on her face, which
was red, and brown wisps of hair fell about it.
When she
spotted Godric, her eyes became slits and she burst out":
"Godric
Gryffindor!! Where on earth have you been?! Your father has been looking for
you since midday! Something about counting the stores…"
She went on
for a good ten minutes, and Godric couldn't get a word edgewise. She finally stopped
when she was out of breath, and asked:
"What have
you to say for yourself?"
Godric
hesitated. What did he have to say for himself? Nothing. He was looking
for something that wasn't there, and had found something else. An amazing
beast, and possibly, a new friend.
Possibly,
you didn't know, that there weren't many children in Hogsmeade at the time, and
aren't many today, but the ones that were there were either too rich or too
poor. Too young or too old. Too fussy or too messy. So it was a great event
making a new friend.
Godric's
mother would understand and be happy, but his father would not. He thought a
wizard didn't need friends, Just business acquaintances.
Finally,
Godric said to his mother, "I made a friend."
His
mother's face became its normal color again, and her eyes round, and she asked,
"Oh, good! Who?"
"Rowena
Ravenclaw, William O'Reilly's daughter," he replied.
"Ahhh, yes.
A sweet girl. She came with her father to talk to your father about some grain.
Yes, yes, I like her. She kept cook and Nan from fighting, she did, with the
disposition of an angel." as she said this, she kept a smile on her lips.
Godric was
astounded his parents new of this girl, and yet he didn't.
"Where was
I?" he asked, curiously, following his mother as she made her way back to the
cook room, where cook herself stood over the stove, stirring a vat of some
thick green liquid.
"The
market," she replied, "Now were is Aelis---"
"Here mother!" cried a girl of ten, with a head of thick brown curls, and a dress of wine red, who bounded in through the door which lead to the kitchen garden.
"Ahh, good,
child, run to the market and buy a fresh pound of mandragora leaves and on
ounce of rupin spice."
"But,
maman, the market closes within the hour?"
"Then run,
child, run"
And so she
did.
"And lambs
ears!!" she yelled out of the open window.
"Godric,
your father is in the study." And Godric then made his way up the stairs,
wishing he was a the market with his little sister, instead of the study, with
his father…
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