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Hey yall. I'm back!!! Oh boy it's been a very long while! Thank you to everyone who e-mailed and told me to get my ass in gear! I LOVE YOU GUYS!!!!! Okay, so when we last left off, Jameth and Harris were about ready to try the sorting hat on. OK PEOPLES LISTEN UP!!! Because i was so horrible to you all and I waited so long to pull this chapter out I am allowing anyone and everyone to ask me one question each about something that is going to happen in the story. I'll try to answer everything ya'll ask. K? oh and their's another a/n at the bottom.
ON WITH THE STORY!!!
Harry Potter & the Curse of Gryffindor
Ch.8 In which Harry meets something unusual
He concentrated carefully on the next one. The place could go down at any minute and he had to be very careful. Sweat dripped meticulously down his forehead, running in droplets onto his nose. He reached up to put the final piece in place. Careful, careful. It was almost there and..........
BOOOOOOMMMMM! The exploding snap pile exploded showering Harry in ash and singing his eyebrows off. Jameth burst into histerical laughter while Dumbledore chuckled softly. Harry glared at both of them.
"Hey, it's not funny. I almost won!"
Jameth continued to laugh manically and Harry raised one half-singed eyebrow at him causing Dumbledore to burst into fits of laughter. For the last 3& 1/2 hours, Harry, Jameth, and Dumbledore had been sitting in his office, playing with Exploding Snap cards, trying to build card castles and waiting for the sorting hat to sort Harris, which it probably would never do. After the first half hour the three had given up and begun playing only to find out that Dumbledore had been a master Exploding Snap player and was beating Harry and Jameth unmercifully.
"Well Mr. Potter. I do believe that is a new look for you." Dumbldore grabbed the cards and began to shuffle them, ready to start a new game and a new bout of laughing.
"Yeah Harry. You trying to make your eyebrows smaller or somthing? You could always pluck them you know. Maybe Morgana has a book on it." Jameth cracked up again, esctatic to know that he could tease Harry about this for a while considering that the hat had taken two seconds with Jameth before announcing him a Gryffindor.
~~~~~THREE HOURS LATER~~~~
Harry was beginning to think that Harris was never going to be sorted. How many things could the sorting hat look at before making a decision. Even Dumbledore had commented on the unusualness of the Sorting Hat. Never in the entirety of Hogwart's history had a hat taken so long to decide on a new student. The trio was on their eighth game and so far Dumbledore had won all of them. So, there they were, sitting on the floor in Dumbledore's office and down to the last card. Dumbledore was placing the very last card down, guaranteeing him yet another victory when all of a sudden,
"GRYFFINDOR!" Harry and Jameth jumped, Dumbledore slipped and the exploding card castle, well, exploded. All over Dumbledore. Meanwhile Harris had rather reluctantly taken the hat off and sat it in his lap, taking in the degree of mayhem in the room. Harry looked up and smiled at Harris.
"Harris what in the world took you so long?" Harris had the good grace to blush.
"Well, the hat and I began to talk about the enchantments placed on it and what it was like to Godric's hat. It was rather interesting." He shrugged and stood up. This sent Jameth into more histerical laughter. Mumblings about crazy friends and boring hats could be heard from his general direction. Harry stood up stretching and craking his back.
"Come on you lot, we've got to get back to the common room. Professer-"
"There are already two new beds in the Gryffindor dormitory. Good night boys." Harry and Harris grinned as they left, dragging a still laughing Jameth behind them. They trudged down the corridors quietly, not wanting to risk running into a teacher or worse, Filch.
"Blimey, I'm tired. Had you been under that hat any longer Harris, I might of killed you." Harry nodded his assent at Jameth's remark and the three laughed quietly. They continued walking all the while Harry kept hearing something.
"Do you two hear that?" Head's shaken no. "It sounds like feet and fluttering." Jameth laughed.
"Killer butterflies with legs. Run for lives!" Harry glared at him as he laughed yet again, this time with Harris joining him.
"It's not funny you two. Shut the hell up. I seriously keep hearing something." The three became quiet. Soft fluttering noises could be heard from above their heads. Now all three boys could hear it.
"What is that?" Murmered Harris, for once completly stumped for an answer. Harry didn't answer but continued to look up. Suddenly, a pair of bright blue eyes pierced the darkness above as a creature came flying towards them.
(Thought I was gonna end it didn't ya. Nope, not that mean:-)~
The creature swooped down landing on the floor. The three boys stepped back. It was a faery. Not the tiny gigglish one but a cat sized two foot wing span one. The huge silver wings curled around the faery's body shielding him or her from view. Harry cautiously approached the being.
"Um, excuse me, are you okay?" The faery looked up and jumped on him. She, with her wings unfolded it was perfectly clear she was infact a she, sat on his head peering down into his face and smiled. Harry was just a bit surprised.
"Ohhh, it's really you. I didn't think so at first but now it's clear that you are and that's really neat because i've always wanted to meet you and now I have so now I can protect you and do my job right and ohh my name's Alidinia but you can call me Ali. Ok?"
Harry, having been used to Hermione's bouts of information repeating without breathing, barely managed to hear everything. He took a moment to process everything that had been said to him and then asked the one question that was burning in his mind.
"WHAT?"
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To be continued. YEAH I FINALLY GOT PART 8 OUT!!! Gosh guys, i'm horribly sorry that I took so long. Everytime I would get something written I would lose the disk I wrote it on or I would just lose the file. I'M SO SORRY!! PLEASE FORGIVE ME! Feel free to flame me all you want on how long it took me or the fact that it's so short. I'm sorry. Also, in need of betareader. If you can do it please either tell me in a review or e-mail me at padfootsangel@msn.com Much appreciated. LOVE YOU ALL!!!! Ja ne, minna-san.
Hey yall. I'm back!!! Oh boy it's been a very long while! Thank you to everyone who e-mailed and told me to get my ass in gear! I LOVE YOU GUYS!!!!! Okay, so when we last left off, Jameth and Harris were about ready to try the sorting hat on. OK PEOPLES LISTEN UP!!! Because i was so horrible to you all and I waited so long to pull this chapter out I am allowing anyone and everyone to ask me one question each about something that is going to happen in the story. I'll try to answer everything ya'll ask. K? oh and their's another a/n at the bottom.
ON WITH THE STORY!!!
Harry Potter & the Curse of Gryffindor
Ch.8 In which Harry meets something unusual
He concentrated carefully on the next one. The place could go down at any minute and he had to be very careful. Sweat dripped meticulously down his forehead, running in droplets onto his nose. He reached up to put the final piece in place. Careful, careful. It was almost there and..........
BOOOOOOMMMMM! The exploding snap pile exploded showering Harry in ash and singing his eyebrows off. Jameth burst into histerical laughter while Dumbledore chuckled softly. Harry glared at both of them.
"Hey, it's not funny. I almost won!"
Jameth continued to laugh manically and Harry raised one half-singed eyebrow at him causing Dumbledore to burst into fits of laughter. For the last 3& 1/2 hours, Harry, Jameth, and Dumbledore had been sitting in his office, playing with Exploding Snap cards, trying to build card castles and waiting for the sorting hat to sort Harris, which it probably would never do. After the first half hour the three had given up and begun playing only to find out that Dumbledore had been a master Exploding Snap player and was beating Harry and Jameth unmercifully.
"Well Mr. Potter. I do believe that is a new look for you." Dumbldore grabbed the cards and began to shuffle them, ready to start a new game and a new bout of laughing.
"Yeah Harry. You trying to make your eyebrows smaller or somthing? You could always pluck them you know. Maybe Morgana has a book on it." Jameth cracked up again, esctatic to know that he could tease Harry about this for a while considering that the hat had taken two seconds with Jameth before announcing him a Gryffindor.
~~~~~THREE HOURS LATER~~~~
Harry was beginning to think that Harris was never going to be sorted. How many things could the sorting hat look at before making a decision. Even Dumbledore had commented on the unusualness of the Sorting Hat. Never in the entirety of Hogwart's history had a hat taken so long to decide on a new student. The trio was on their eighth game and so far Dumbledore had won all of them. So, there they were, sitting on the floor in Dumbledore's office and down to the last card. Dumbledore was placing the very last card down, guaranteeing him yet another victory when all of a sudden,
"GRYFFINDOR!" Harry and Jameth jumped, Dumbledore slipped and the exploding card castle, well, exploded. All over Dumbledore. Meanwhile Harris had rather reluctantly taken the hat off and sat it in his lap, taking in the degree of mayhem in the room. Harry looked up and smiled at Harris.
"Harris what in the world took you so long?" Harris had the good grace to blush.
"Well, the hat and I began to talk about the enchantments placed on it and what it was like to Godric's hat. It was rather interesting." He shrugged and stood up. This sent Jameth into more histerical laughter. Mumblings about crazy friends and boring hats could be heard from his general direction. Harry stood up stretching and craking his back.
"Come on you lot, we've got to get back to the common room. Professer-"
"There are already two new beds in the Gryffindor dormitory. Good night boys." Harry and Harris grinned as they left, dragging a still laughing Jameth behind them. They trudged down the corridors quietly, not wanting to risk running into a teacher or worse, Filch.
"Blimey, I'm tired. Had you been under that hat any longer Harris, I might of killed you." Harry nodded his assent at Jameth's remark and the three laughed quietly. They continued walking all the while Harry kept hearing something.
"Do you two hear that?" Head's shaken no. "It sounds like feet and fluttering." Jameth laughed.
"Killer butterflies with legs. Run for lives!" Harry glared at him as he laughed yet again, this time with Harris joining him.
"It's not funny you two. Shut the hell up. I seriously keep hearing something." The three became quiet. Soft fluttering noises could be heard from above their heads. Now all three boys could hear it.
"What is that?" Murmered Harris, for once completly stumped for an answer. Harry didn't answer but continued to look up. Suddenly, a pair of bright blue eyes pierced the darkness above as a creature came flying towards them.
(Thought I was gonna end it didn't ya. Nope, not that mean:-)~
The creature swooped down landing on the floor. The three boys stepped back. It was a faery. Not the tiny gigglish one but a cat sized two foot wing span one. The huge silver wings curled around the faery's body shielding him or her from view. Harry cautiously approached the being.
"Um, excuse me, are you okay?" The faery looked up and jumped on him. She, with her wings unfolded it was perfectly clear she was infact a she, sat on his head peering down into his face and smiled. Harry was just a bit surprised.
"Ohhh, it's really you. I didn't think so at first but now it's clear that you are and that's really neat because i've always wanted to meet you and now I have so now I can protect you and do my job right and ohh my name's Alidinia but you can call me Ali. Ok?"
Harry, having been used to Hermione's bouts of information repeating without breathing, barely managed to hear everything. He took a moment to process everything that had been said to him and then asked the one question that was burning in his mind.
"WHAT?"
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To be continued. YEAH I FINALLY GOT PART 8 OUT!!! Gosh guys, i'm horribly sorry that I took so long. Everytime I would get something written I would lose the disk I wrote it on or I would just lose the file. I'M SO SORRY!! PLEASE FORGIVE ME! Feel free to flame me all you want on how long it took me or the fact that it's so short. I'm sorry. Also, in need of betareader. If you can do it please either tell me in a review or e-mail me at padfootsangel@msn.com Much appreciated. LOVE YOU ALL!!!! Ja ne, minna-san.