Disclaimers: What really is the point of disclaimers? Let me try something
new. I am J K Rowlings - I wrote the HP books, I am a Genius! Now do you
believe me? No? Me neither. I am just some poor little girl with nothing
better to do than to write boring disclaimers, and stories which aren't
much more interesting.
Thankyou for everyone who reviewed. How's this for a promise. Every author who reviews this story, and tells me their pen name and the title of their stories, I will read and review for them. 'Kay?
A different P/V. I won't tell you who this is, but it won't take long to guess. I know it seems a bit out of character, but it'll change later in the story, and there'll be a good reason for the change. So shoot me.
Part of your world– Chapter fourteen
"Yes father, I will uphold the family honor. I will not let you down."
I'm not sure what made me say that then, but whatever it was, I meant it. I was going to excel in my studies, I would make the house Quidditch team, and make many new friends. Overall I would succeed. My father, for years has been teaching me, all so that when I finally started Hogswarts, I would be prepared. My father had been a Hogswarts professor for many years, and he had been looking forward to taking me with him.
"Now run along, boy, and meet your fellow first years. But remember what I said about wizarding blood. I don't mind if you become friends with muggle- borns, or mudbloods, but just be careful. You know you can only really trust pure-bloods."
With that warning, he left the compartment and hurried to meet the Head- Master. I dragged my trunk into the corridor, and pulled it down to the end compartment. That was where I had told my father I would sit, in case he wanted me.
And with that, I threw open the door…
* * *
A boy with light brown hair looked up.
"Yes?"
"If you have no objections, may I sit within this compartment, please?"
While talking, my eyes swept around the chamber, taking in as much as possible. There were three boys, and two girls.
The one who had spoken had pale skin and light brown hair. He looked tired and worn, and huge bags were hanging under his eyes. He looked as if he had been in the midst of a discussion when I had entered.
I glanced at the girl who was opposite him, and my heart stopped. She was beautiful. Her skin was olive and very tanned, going well with her black eyes and hair.
Sitting next to her was another girl. If the other girl was pretty, this girl, well, she was an angel. I don't think I had ever seen such beauty. Her hair was dark red, like a rose, and it fell like a curtain over her shoulders. Her skin was pale, but her cheeks were rosy, and a scattering of pale freckles danced over her small nose. The girl's eyes were a startling emerald green. Her perfect lips were set in a dazzling smile, that would haunt me for the rest of my days.
Another two boys were sitting next to her were engaged in a quiet conversation, barely glancing up as I entered. One had brown hair and brown eyes, and the other had untamed black hair, and silver-grey eyes.
And back to the first boy.
"Yeah, sure. Who are you?"
"My name is Severus, and I'm entering into first year. May I have the pleasure of all your names?"
As I said that, the boy with black hair stood up.
"My name is James, this is Sirius, believe me he is NOT serious a/n I know, I know, another pun on poor Sirius' name I just had to put it in… Sorry Sirius…, that is Remus, he's the serious one, opposite him are the two beautiful ladies, Lily and Eltala. We're all first years. And you know, among friends, cut the formality."
I blushed deeply at that. All I had been trying to do was make a good impression, and my father taught me that good manners were the criteria of a good person. Perhaps they were not used to the etiquette I had been raised with. Oh well, I could adjust. And so with that I sat down next to Remus, and tried to strike up a conversation.
"So Remus, what house do you want to be in?"
Suddenly a troubled look flicked across Remus' face.
"Uh… I'm not sure… Any house just not Slytherin…"
What? What's wrong with Slytherin?
"Why? I mean, why not Slytherin?"
James and Sirius heard my last remark, and look up to see what Remus would say.
"Well, that's the house all the dark wizards come from. That wizard, Riddle, I think his name was, he was one, and who could be more evil than him? Did you hear, he's changed his name to Voldemort, or something like that?"
The girl with dark hair spoke up then,
"He might not be as bad as everyone says, maybe?" Eltala asked questioningly.
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a/n Buwahahaha! I am EVIL! I belong in Slytherin! What will the others say to this? Can Eltala protect her dear Daddy's reputation? Note, that in all the introductions, she hasn't told anyone her surname.
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general p/v
Lily could see the look of scorn on the others' faces. That is, all except for Severus. She didn't know what was so bad about what Eltala had said, but to have received such a reaction, that wizard Riddle must be pretty bad. He was barely mentioned in any of my books that she had been reading.
"What do you mean! of course he's as bad as they all say. All Purebloods know that. Well apart from his supporters. You are a pureblood aren't you? That's what you said before. What did you say your family was, anyway?" said Sirius, with almost a look of pity on his face.
Eltala's face blanched at that. She stood up and made to leave, but James was in the way.
"What's wrong? Come on, you can tell us. We won't tell anyone else."
"My name… My family name is… I'm an orphan. I don't know my family name. But I am a pureblood."
James blocked her exit again.
"Oh no you don't. I wasn't that curious before, but now you won't tell, I want to know."
"But, why? I told you I don't know!"
"You don't know? Hmm… why don't I believe you… You know, there is a spell to reveal who your father is. If you don't know, I'll perform it for you, and then you can find out." James gave her a challenging stare.
"No! I mean, I wouldn't want you to have to go to the trouble of…"
"No trouble at all…"
"Sirius?"
"Wha?" Sirius had been staring at Eltala, strangely entranced by her.
"Never mind… Stupefy!"
With a flash of light Eltala fell back on the chair, face pale.
"Now we can see the true indentity of her… IDENTIFICIO!"
Thankyou for everyone who reviewed. How's this for a promise. Every author who reviews this story, and tells me their pen name and the title of their stories, I will read and review for them. 'Kay?
A different P/V. I won't tell you who this is, but it won't take long to guess. I know it seems a bit out of character, but it'll change later in the story, and there'll be a good reason for the change. So shoot me.
Part of your world– Chapter fourteen
"Yes father, I will uphold the family honor. I will not let you down."
I'm not sure what made me say that then, but whatever it was, I meant it. I was going to excel in my studies, I would make the house Quidditch team, and make many new friends. Overall I would succeed. My father, for years has been teaching me, all so that when I finally started Hogswarts, I would be prepared. My father had been a Hogswarts professor for many years, and he had been looking forward to taking me with him.
"Now run along, boy, and meet your fellow first years. But remember what I said about wizarding blood. I don't mind if you become friends with muggle- borns, or mudbloods, but just be careful. You know you can only really trust pure-bloods."
With that warning, he left the compartment and hurried to meet the Head- Master. I dragged my trunk into the corridor, and pulled it down to the end compartment. That was where I had told my father I would sit, in case he wanted me.
And with that, I threw open the door…
* * *
A boy with light brown hair looked up.
"Yes?"
"If you have no objections, may I sit within this compartment, please?"
While talking, my eyes swept around the chamber, taking in as much as possible. There were three boys, and two girls.
The one who had spoken had pale skin and light brown hair. He looked tired and worn, and huge bags were hanging under his eyes. He looked as if he had been in the midst of a discussion when I had entered.
I glanced at the girl who was opposite him, and my heart stopped. She was beautiful. Her skin was olive and very tanned, going well with her black eyes and hair.
Sitting next to her was another girl. If the other girl was pretty, this girl, well, she was an angel. I don't think I had ever seen such beauty. Her hair was dark red, like a rose, and it fell like a curtain over her shoulders. Her skin was pale, but her cheeks were rosy, and a scattering of pale freckles danced over her small nose. The girl's eyes were a startling emerald green. Her perfect lips were set in a dazzling smile, that would haunt me for the rest of my days.
Another two boys were sitting next to her were engaged in a quiet conversation, barely glancing up as I entered. One had brown hair and brown eyes, and the other had untamed black hair, and silver-grey eyes.
And back to the first boy.
"Yeah, sure. Who are you?"
"My name is Severus, and I'm entering into first year. May I have the pleasure of all your names?"
As I said that, the boy with black hair stood up.
"My name is James, this is Sirius, believe me he is NOT serious a/n I know, I know, another pun on poor Sirius' name I just had to put it in… Sorry Sirius…, that is Remus, he's the serious one, opposite him are the two beautiful ladies, Lily and Eltala. We're all first years. And you know, among friends, cut the formality."
I blushed deeply at that. All I had been trying to do was make a good impression, and my father taught me that good manners were the criteria of a good person. Perhaps they were not used to the etiquette I had been raised with. Oh well, I could adjust. And so with that I sat down next to Remus, and tried to strike up a conversation.
"So Remus, what house do you want to be in?"
Suddenly a troubled look flicked across Remus' face.
"Uh… I'm not sure… Any house just not Slytherin…"
What? What's wrong with Slytherin?
"Why? I mean, why not Slytherin?"
James and Sirius heard my last remark, and look up to see what Remus would say.
"Well, that's the house all the dark wizards come from. That wizard, Riddle, I think his name was, he was one, and who could be more evil than him? Did you hear, he's changed his name to Voldemort, or something like that?"
The girl with dark hair spoke up then,
"He might not be as bad as everyone says, maybe?" Eltala asked questioningly.
***
a/n Buwahahaha! I am EVIL! I belong in Slytherin! What will the others say to this? Can Eltala protect her dear Daddy's reputation? Note, that in all the introductions, she hasn't told anyone her surname.
***
general p/v
Lily could see the look of scorn on the others' faces. That is, all except for Severus. She didn't know what was so bad about what Eltala had said, but to have received such a reaction, that wizard Riddle must be pretty bad. He was barely mentioned in any of my books that she had been reading.
"What do you mean! of course he's as bad as they all say. All Purebloods know that. Well apart from his supporters. You are a pureblood aren't you? That's what you said before. What did you say your family was, anyway?" said Sirius, with almost a look of pity on his face.
Eltala's face blanched at that. She stood up and made to leave, but James was in the way.
"What's wrong? Come on, you can tell us. We won't tell anyone else."
"My name… My family name is… I'm an orphan. I don't know my family name. But I am a pureblood."
James blocked her exit again.
"Oh no you don't. I wasn't that curious before, but now you won't tell, I want to know."
"But, why? I told you I don't know!"
"You don't know? Hmm… why don't I believe you… You know, there is a spell to reveal who your father is. If you don't know, I'll perform it for you, and then you can find out." James gave her a challenging stare.
"No! I mean, I wouldn't want you to have to go to the trouble of…"
"No trouble at all…"
"Sirius?"
"Wha?" Sirius had been staring at Eltala, strangely entranced by her.
"Never mind… Stupefy!"
With a flash of light Eltala fell back on the chair, face pale.
"Now we can see the true indentity of her… IDENTIFICIO!"
