A.N. The second half of this chapter is dedicated to Nice who imediatley informed me that part of the chapter was missing. ARGH! I hate my computer. *Starts crying*
"Well aren't you a beauty." I heard Draco mutter under his breath now opening his eyes and taking in the slightly transparent horse. The strange light was creating halos in his silvery white hair. Hagrid who had been approaching the castle with the very soggy and large group of first years just off the lake stopped dead in his tracks dropping the hands of two of the first years as he spotted the sight. He stepped forward placing a hand on the horse.
"Well they sure do like something about you Malfoy." Hagrid observed quietly as the horse next to the first one began to glow but promptly disappeared as several squealing 5th year girls raced towards it. They stood looking disappointed, Parvati and Lavender waving their hands in the air where the horse should have been. I took a step towards the other horse as the girls stepped back to watch. Draco turned and smirked at me.
'And they claimed that I am evil.' He sent smiling.
'Well I never really liked them much, as they were always trying to set me up with Neville last year.'
At this point Malfoy turned slightly dark scowling and muttering to himself. I walked up and angelically placed a hand on the horse closest to Lavender, which immediately began a dim glow. She gasped glancing enviously.
"All right, students head back to the castle." I turned to obey Dumbledore's command and noticed the full group of girls had included Fleur and Pansy as well. "Hagrid take care of the phantom horses, will you?" Dumbledore patted the giant on the shoulder before heading in.
Draco reluctantly removed his hand from the horse's silver coat that could only be matched by his own hair and turned somberly back toward me. 'I guess it's bye for a while… until we can figure something out.'
'Don't worry just turn off the fire by midnight in the common room. You got it?' He smiled but I knew he hadn't quite figured out my plan.
'Sure just don't get caught, I… I love you.'
***-
Just turn off the fire by midnight in the common room? I couldn't really argue could I? She had surprised me so many times today alone…
Well anyway, I got back in side the great hall looking over the new arrivals. Fleur was back, no surprise there after the third task last year. So was Viktor. From the looks of it he had taken at least one more blugger to the nose. It was beginning to look a bit like Dumbledore's. There was a boy I had remembered as Jonathan Poliakoff coming from the same direction. I had become a slight friend with him last year when he had sat at the Slythern table. He was very funny and totally despised his bigot headmaster with his favoritism toward Viktor.
"Arry!" Fleur squealed and dashed towards Harry, whom I just realized was right next to me. She wrapped him in an incredible hug as she was followed by many interested looking friends. "Arry Potter it iz so good to zee you again!" The friends looked at her mildly impressed and at Harry with some respect.
Jon jumped up from his seat and in a fake skip raced over. "Dra-co darling!" he cried out in a squeaky voice imitating Fleur. "zit ziz zooooooo zice zoo zee zou!" Before I could stop him he had tackled me and wrapped me in a gigantic hug. Fleur jumped away from Harry's embrace as she realized that it was her voice he had been imitating. She now looked thoroughly embarrassed, her cheeks turning a deep scarlet.
"Mr. Poliakoff! If you'd please get off of Mr. Malfoy so the sorting can begin…." Professor McGonagall cried out in horror as she stepped over the two of us lying in the middle of the now dead silent great hall. I couldn't help but notice that as soon as she had gotten out of Jon's eyesight she smiled … almost holding back a laugh. I grinned accepting the hand of one of Fleur's hysterically laughing friends. I looked over to see that Ginny was laughing too.
"Will anyone who is above first year and hasn't been sorted line up behind the new students." Jonathan saluted to me than ran off to the end of the very long line. I got up and walked over to my seat and was nearly suffocated when Pansy hopped on my lap.
"Well my aren't we popular!" She drawled, sitting primly as she adjusted the lace on the bottom of her pink silk dress robes. Mind you, she can be very pretty, but when she gets angry her face gets kind of squashed up like that cat of Granger's. She sat acting as if she were no less royal than the queen of England on her throne rather than my lap. "First we're talking with ponies now boys of Drumstrang lying in the middle of the great hall together. What would your father say?"
"Not much as he's on his way to Azkaban right now." I shot back angrily, pushing her off of me.
"How can you say that so lightly Draco, as if he means nothing to you?"
Well he doesn't and that's the truth but I can't tell her that.
The evening was actually quite entertaining. When the hat began singing several of the Beuxaton girls dropped their goblets of hot chocolate that they had received after whining about the weather. The Drumstrang people had just burst out laughing both at the hat and then again at the girl's reactions. In the middle of the song Jason had entered racing over to me while shooting tiny fireworks out of the tip of his wand. I picked him up and several girls began to wave at him. He was delighted with the attention but I knew that the sorting hat wasn't because it grew louder and somewhat out of tune.
The first student whimpered as he trudged up to put on the hat. "RAVENCLAW" the whole school had seemed to relax at hearing this. Pansy had stopped trying to sit in my lap as now Jason was there. I was delighted to have someone knew to talk to as Jon was made a Slythern. Fleur made it into Gryffindor with a girl with jet-black hair that bounced past her shoulders named Raven who was scooting closer and closer to a slowly blushing Harry. The other one of her new Gryffindor friends, Tracy Chance was starring avidly at Ron much to Hermoine's dislike.
Belle Fourrure was probably the prettiest girl from Drumstrang, and had caught most of the boys' eyes much in the same way Fleur had when she had first arrived. The difference was that she didn't deem to interested in the boys.
"ARGH!" the hat burst out catching everyone's attention dramatically. The boy wearing the hat looked unsure of whether to laugh or to be frightened. "You!…George Weasley… have already been sorted! Get lost!"
George jumped up dashing from the hat and the angry Professor who was waving a finger at him. He tapped his wand to his face as he neared the Gryffindor table, turning back to a red head with a catlike grin. Several people burst out laughing.
Ginny raised her hands and clapped them together and the hologram that had been standing next to the other twin, Fred, disappeared. Several people who had been standing near and talking to the fake George gasped in astonishment. Several others applauded and Ginny took a bow. Finally the last few had been sorted. I was relieved as my stomach was growling and I had never been looking forward to the feast more in my life.
"Announcements." Dumbledore called out after the hall had silenced by Professor McGonagall tapping her spoon to the goblet.
"Welcome to all of our new Transfers and our slightly larger first year class. Welcome to Hogwarts! I am pleased to see so many new faces in this tragic time. Yet while we are here we shouldn't focus on such a terrible thing. You are here to learn. I am delighted to welcome some new and some old faces to our staff. The new Defense against Dark arts professor is Miss. Arbella Figg. Mr. Lupin will be here for security, as well as Miss Andrews." Dumbledore paused to point out Arbella and Lupin (he received a heavy cheer from most of the students especially Gryffindors and very few Slytherns) whom I already knew. Then Miss Andrews, she nodded towards a now very happy Ginny. I couldn't tell what connection there was between them.
"And… to make the security better I rejected the Ministry's first choice of Dementors and went with their second choice. I have received permission to have a Dragon on the grounds." The news shocked several people. Some of the Drumstrang people were grinning and whispering to one another. Neville Longbottom and a few of the Buexaton people looked rather frightened. I myself was quite excited.
"We must introduce to the staff, the trainers and tamers that will be staying with the Dragon here at the castle… Thomas Adler, Dint Jaggins, and Charlie Weasley."
"Bugger! I knew something was up when he wouldn't tell us where his next assignment was." I could clearly hear Ron's voice as it had attracted a fair bit of attention.
Charlie was one of the Weasleys that I had not yet gotten the chance to meet. He walked up to the platform where Dumbledore was grinning even though he wore a blood stained wrap around his upper arm and had several fresh looking cuts on his cheek. He was instantly a hit with the girls however. I could see several leaning over their tables to get a closer look at him in his ripped white T-shirt and dark leather trousers.
"Also the new Prefects will receive their badges and letters at their dormitories. Now on to the newest Hogwarts tradition. There will be a challenge to help get the houses and new transfers to have inter-house relations. It is called the challenge of the knights. Way back in the years of the founders knights still roamed and went about quests. This year it will be similar. The muggle world knows of King Arthur's Knights of the Round Table… what they don't know about is the eight knights that served under Merlin. These eight knights rebelled against one-another in four separate groups: the Lion, The Wolf, The Mare, and The Snake. Each of you will be divided into one of these groups and two from each group will be chosen as knights. You will go through competition, just as they did, each gaining points through their own ways, and by the end of the year one of you will reign victor."
Everyone had fallen in to a dead hush listening to the Headmaster speak. I knew I wanted to be a knight, and chances were good that that was what was on Harry and Ron's mind as well. I could already see fencing with them, and it brought a smile to my face.
"You will find out which team you are on in Potions class.
"Ah yes and a few more brief notices: Playing with the Dragon is strictly not permitted…yes even for you two" he said staring at the Weasley twins. "Miss Virginia Weasley has taken and passed a test, and she will be moving up a year in classes." Several hoots and wolf whistles responded to this and she blushed. I grinned knowing that she'd at least be in my potion class and Care of Magical Creatures. Charlie whooped loudly as did some of the other Dragon tamers.
"And-" Dumbledore interrupted the celebration. "We have decided classes will start tomorrow."
"What?!!!" I cried out as did most of the others who hadn't done their holiday homework quite yet.
***-
I am going to move up a year! YES! Okay, I'm better now. Well, I had thought about perhaps asking if girls could be knights but decided against it when I thought back to my other duties. Professor McGonagall caught me in the hall on my way back from the feast and handed me a stack of homework from my new classes since I wasn't taking the old ones. She told me I did not need to finish it in one night but just to look some of it over and hand in the other stuff.
We made it back to the common room with several new people, none of them looking even remotely tired. I glanced at Raven who I had befriended during the feast. She was holding the Hogwarts Holiday Homework packet that she had received when she had been accepted as a Transfer. She sighed heavily and threw it down on one of the tables.
"Vhat iz zis omework about?" I looked down at the page it had been open to. Potions. Potions could be one of my favorite subjects if only Snape didn't hate me so much. It was a particularly nasty page in which he listed three ingredients and you had to list the reaction.
"I can help you out with it." I said glancing at a clock on the wall. 8:30 p.m. it read. I still had time. "Let's do it over here so that when we get the answers we won't give them to everyone," I said gesturing to the corner and then at Neville who had been swarmed by people for answers since his Grandmother had made him do it earlier. She agreed and we moved over to a corner with Zachary Linell. He had been re-threading his beautiful cedar bow, but jumped at the opportunity to work with us. Several of the guys had teased him for coming from Beuxaton until they heard some of the girls scowling at him. He had been an archer most of his life and had clearly proved it when he shot the apple that Fred had been tossing and catching after nicking it from the feast. The girls claimed that he was a terrible nuisance, so I instantly rebelled against them and became his friend.
We sat perched over in the corner.
"Letz start with zee poizonz." Raven whispered.
"Potions" Zachary corrected her, flipping his long blond hair out of his face. The other thing about him that had startled everyone was he hadn't a French accent at all.
"Hippogriff hair and Dragon's liver and Phoenix tears," I read aloud. " Well the phoenix tears are for healing and the Hippogriff hair is usually for anything internal, in this case the Dragon's blood is probably to clear or kill something in the blood or lung… what?" I looked up to find them both staring at me.
"It iz no zuprize zat she haz moved up a grade." Raven spoke leaning over and pushing Zachary's wide mouth shut.
The rest of the homework went by pretty quickly, and I did answer most of the questions but I learned a lot, and was glad to have two new friends that were Gryffindors. At 10, Charlie and Thomas and Dint, the other tamers walked into the Gryffindor common room. In front of them was professor McGonagall.
"Charlie!" I jumped up and ran over embracing him in a hug after pushing past Fleur and Tracy.
"Hey congratulations! I heard your moving up a year!" He cried picking me up and twirling me the way he use to when I was five.
"Yeah, but what are you doing here?" I asked turning to receive hugs from the two other tamers. I had gotten to know them quite well, as sometimes they would come to the Burrow when Charlie visited.
"Well Dumbledore says that in the common rooms there are hidden rooms for guests and we decided to stay here in Gryffindor. It did take a while to convince Dint that this was better than Ravenclaw, but this is where the party's at!" Professor McGonagall clucked her tongue at the last statement but all and all seemed pleased to have one of her favorite students back. She tapped a small glowing orb to the wall and a door appeared just underneath the staircases and they left us and entered it to put up their stuff. Fred and George surprised everyone by not working on their packets. I walked over casually and asked.
"Relax, we've got it done. We just don't want to end up like that." He jerked his chin toward Neville who was now strapped to one of the couches and having tickling charms placed on him when he didn't give out the answers. Fred reshuffled the cards and I got a closer look at them. Women danced around on them occasionally discarding a shirt.
"Fred! What the heck is that? Where did you get those? That's terrible." I cried out in horror.
"Cool it Gin. There Lee's. O.K.?"
"He I looked at the three of them playing a hand of poker. "All right Lee, if you loose this round you have to loose the same item as this playing card." Lee groaned as she began to inch her pants down a bit. It was going to be a Loooooooong night at this rate.
A/N I don't own them. DUH! Well thank you to everyone who reviewed. Go and cast your votes for boxers or briefs for Lee Jordan. Next chapter we'll get a more in depth view of the new Slytherns the common room and how Ginny is going to get there. And the Challenge!! Tell me what you think! Review if you care review if you don't. Reviews make me write faster, or even at all. I think I'll start a vote for who the hottest guy is in this story, or who should be seen in leather pants?!!!
P.S. Belle means beautiful and Fourrure means fur in French so the Drumstrang girl's name mean's beautiful fur, which fits her since they have to wear the heavy coats where ever Drumstrang in it's un-plottable location is.
"Well aren't you a beauty." I heard Draco mutter under his breath now opening his eyes and taking in the slightly transparent horse. The strange light was creating halos in his silvery white hair. Hagrid who had been approaching the castle with the very soggy and large group of first years just off the lake stopped dead in his tracks dropping the hands of two of the first years as he spotted the sight. He stepped forward placing a hand on the horse.
"Well they sure do like something about you Malfoy." Hagrid observed quietly as the horse next to the first one began to glow but promptly disappeared as several squealing 5th year girls raced towards it. They stood looking disappointed, Parvati and Lavender waving their hands in the air where the horse should have been. I took a step towards the other horse as the girls stepped back to watch. Draco turned and smirked at me.
'And they claimed that I am evil.' He sent smiling.
'Well I never really liked them much, as they were always trying to set me up with Neville last year.'
At this point Malfoy turned slightly dark scowling and muttering to himself. I walked up and angelically placed a hand on the horse closest to Lavender, which immediately began a dim glow. She gasped glancing enviously.
"All right, students head back to the castle." I turned to obey Dumbledore's command and noticed the full group of girls had included Fleur and Pansy as well. "Hagrid take care of the phantom horses, will you?" Dumbledore patted the giant on the shoulder before heading in.
Draco reluctantly removed his hand from the horse's silver coat that could only be matched by his own hair and turned somberly back toward me. 'I guess it's bye for a while… until we can figure something out.'
'Don't worry just turn off the fire by midnight in the common room. You got it?' He smiled but I knew he hadn't quite figured out my plan.
'Sure just don't get caught, I… I love you.'
***-
Just turn off the fire by midnight in the common room? I couldn't really argue could I? She had surprised me so many times today alone…
Well anyway, I got back in side the great hall looking over the new arrivals. Fleur was back, no surprise there after the third task last year. So was Viktor. From the looks of it he had taken at least one more blugger to the nose. It was beginning to look a bit like Dumbledore's. There was a boy I had remembered as Jonathan Poliakoff coming from the same direction. I had become a slight friend with him last year when he had sat at the Slythern table. He was very funny and totally despised his bigot headmaster with his favoritism toward Viktor.
"Arry!" Fleur squealed and dashed towards Harry, whom I just realized was right next to me. She wrapped him in an incredible hug as she was followed by many interested looking friends. "Arry Potter it iz so good to zee you again!" The friends looked at her mildly impressed and at Harry with some respect.
Jon jumped up from his seat and in a fake skip raced over. "Dra-co darling!" he cried out in a squeaky voice imitating Fleur. "zit ziz zooooooo zice zoo zee zou!" Before I could stop him he had tackled me and wrapped me in a gigantic hug. Fleur jumped away from Harry's embrace as she realized that it was her voice he had been imitating. She now looked thoroughly embarrassed, her cheeks turning a deep scarlet.
"Mr. Poliakoff! If you'd please get off of Mr. Malfoy so the sorting can begin…." Professor McGonagall cried out in horror as she stepped over the two of us lying in the middle of the now dead silent great hall. I couldn't help but notice that as soon as she had gotten out of Jon's eyesight she smiled … almost holding back a laugh. I grinned accepting the hand of one of Fleur's hysterically laughing friends. I looked over to see that Ginny was laughing too.
"Will anyone who is above first year and hasn't been sorted line up behind the new students." Jonathan saluted to me than ran off to the end of the very long line. I got up and walked over to my seat and was nearly suffocated when Pansy hopped on my lap.
"Well my aren't we popular!" She drawled, sitting primly as she adjusted the lace on the bottom of her pink silk dress robes. Mind you, she can be very pretty, but when she gets angry her face gets kind of squashed up like that cat of Granger's. She sat acting as if she were no less royal than the queen of England on her throne rather than my lap. "First we're talking with ponies now boys of Drumstrang lying in the middle of the great hall together. What would your father say?"
"Not much as he's on his way to Azkaban right now." I shot back angrily, pushing her off of me.
"How can you say that so lightly Draco, as if he means nothing to you?"
Well he doesn't and that's the truth but I can't tell her that.
The evening was actually quite entertaining. When the hat began singing several of the Beuxaton girls dropped their goblets of hot chocolate that they had received after whining about the weather. The Drumstrang people had just burst out laughing both at the hat and then again at the girl's reactions. In the middle of the song Jason had entered racing over to me while shooting tiny fireworks out of the tip of his wand. I picked him up and several girls began to wave at him. He was delighted with the attention but I knew that the sorting hat wasn't because it grew louder and somewhat out of tune.
The first student whimpered as he trudged up to put on the hat. "RAVENCLAW" the whole school had seemed to relax at hearing this. Pansy had stopped trying to sit in my lap as now Jason was there. I was delighted to have someone knew to talk to as Jon was made a Slythern. Fleur made it into Gryffindor with a girl with jet-black hair that bounced past her shoulders named Raven who was scooting closer and closer to a slowly blushing Harry. The other one of her new Gryffindor friends, Tracy Chance was starring avidly at Ron much to Hermoine's dislike.
Belle Fourrure was probably the prettiest girl from Drumstrang, and had caught most of the boys' eyes much in the same way Fleur had when she had first arrived. The difference was that she didn't deem to interested in the boys.
"ARGH!" the hat burst out catching everyone's attention dramatically. The boy wearing the hat looked unsure of whether to laugh or to be frightened. "You!…George Weasley… have already been sorted! Get lost!"
George jumped up dashing from the hat and the angry Professor who was waving a finger at him. He tapped his wand to his face as he neared the Gryffindor table, turning back to a red head with a catlike grin. Several people burst out laughing.
Ginny raised her hands and clapped them together and the hologram that had been standing next to the other twin, Fred, disappeared. Several people who had been standing near and talking to the fake George gasped in astonishment. Several others applauded and Ginny took a bow. Finally the last few had been sorted. I was relieved as my stomach was growling and I had never been looking forward to the feast more in my life.
"Announcements." Dumbledore called out after the hall had silenced by Professor McGonagall tapping her spoon to the goblet.
"Welcome to all of our new Transfers and our slightly larger first year class. Welcome to Hogwarts! I am pleased to see so many new faces in this tragic time. Yet while we are here we shouldn't focus on such a terrible thing. You are here to learn. I am delighted to welcome some new and some old faces to our staff. The new Defense against Dark arts professor is Miss. Arbella Figg. Mr. Lupin will be here for security, as well as Miss Andrews." Dumbledore paused to point out Arbella and Lupin (he received a heavy cheer from most of the students especially Gryffindors and very few Slytherns) whom I already knew. Then Miss Andrews, she nodded towards a now very happy Ginny. I couldn't tell what connection there was between them.
"And… to make the security better I rejected the Ministry's first choice of Dementors and went with their second choice. I have received permission to have a Dragon on the grounds." The news shocked several people. Some of the Drumstrang people were grinning and whispering to one another. Neville Longbottom and a few of the Buexaton people looked rather frightened. I myself was quite excited.
"We must introduce to the staff, the trainers and tamers that will be staying with the Dragon here at the castle… Thomas Adler, Dint Jaggins, and Charlie Weasley."
"Bugger! I knew something was up when he wouldn't tell us where his next assignment was." I could clearly hear Ron's voice as it had attracted a fair bit of attention.
Charlie was one of the Weasleys that I had not yet gotten the chance to meet. He walked up to the platform where Dumbledore was grinning even though he wore a blood stained wrap around his upper arm and had several fresh looking cuts on his cheek. He was instantly a hit with the girls however. I could see several leaning over their tables to get a closer look at him in his ripped white T-shirt and dark leather trousers.
"Also the new Prefects will receive their badges and letters at their dormitories. Now on to the newest Hogwarts tradition. There will be a challenge to help get the houses and new transfers to have inter-house relations. It is called the challenge of the knights. Way back in the years of the founders knights still roamed and went about quests. This year it will be similar. The muggle world knows of King Arthur's Knights of the Round Table… what they don't know about is the eight knights that served under Merlin. These eight knights rebelled against one-another in four separate groups: the Lion, The Wolf, The Mare, and The Snake. Each of you will be divided into one of these groups and two from each group will be chosen as knights. You will go through competition, just as they did, each gaining points through their own ways, and by the end of the year one of you will reign victor."
Everyone had fallen in to a dead hush listening to the Headmaster speak. I knew I wanted to be a knight, and chances were good that that was what was on Harry and Ron's mind as well. I could already see fencing with them, and it brought a smile to my face.
"You will find out which team you are on in Potions class.
"Ah yes and a few more brief notices: Playing with the Dragon is strictly not permitted…yes even for you two" he said staring at the Weasley twins. "Miss Virginia Weasley has taken and passed a test, and she will be moving up a year in classes." Several hoots and wolf whistles responded to this and she blushed. I grinned knowing that she'd at least be in my potion class and Care of Magical Creatures. Charlie whooped loudly as did some of the other Dragon tamers.
"And-" Dumbledore interrupted the celebration. "We have decided classes will start tomorrow."
"What?!!!" I cried out as did most of the others who hadn't done their holiday homework quite yet.
***-
I am going to move up a year! YES! Okay, I'm better now. Well, I had thought about perhaps asking if girls could be knights but decided against it when I thought back to my other duties. Professor McGonagall caught me in the hall on my way back from the feast and handed me a stack of homework from my new classes since I wasn't taking the old ones. She told me I did not need to finish it in one night but just to look some of it over and hand in the other stuff.
We made it back to the common room with several new people, none of them looking even remotely tired. I glanced at Raven who I had befriended during the feast. She was holding the Hogwarts Holiday Homework packet that she had received when she had been accepted as a Transfer. She sighed heavily and threw it down on one of the tables.
"Vhat iz zis omework about?" I looked down at the page it had been open to. Potions. Potions could be one of my favorite subjects if only Snape didn't hate me so much. It was a particularly nasty page in which he listed three ingredients and you had to list the reaction.
"I can help you out with it." I said glancing at a clock on the wall. 8:30 p.m. it read. I still had time. "Let's do it over here so that when we get the answers we won't give them to everyone," I said gesturing to the corner and then at Neville who had been swarmed by people for answers since his Grandmother had made him do it earlier. She agreed and we moved over to a corner with Zachary Linell. He had been re-threading his beautiful cedar bow, but jumped at the opportunity to work with us. Several of the guys had teased him for coming from Beuxaton until they heard some of the girls scowling at him. He had been an archer most of his life and had clearly proved it when he shot the apple that Fred had been tossing and catching after nicking it from the feast. The girls claimed that he was a terrible nuisance, so I instantly rebelled against them and became his friend.
We sat perched over in the corner.
"Letz start with zee poizonz." Raven whispered.
"Potions" Zachary corrected her, flipping his long blond hair out of his face. The other thing about him that had startled everyone was he hadn't a French accent at all.
"Hippogriff hair and Dragon's liver and Phoenix tears," I read aloud. " Well the phoenix tears are for healing and the Hippogriff hair is usually for anything internal, in this case the Dragon's blood is probably to clear or kill something in the blood or lung… what?" I looked up to find them both staring at me.
"It iz no zuprize zat she haz moved up a grade." Raven spoke leaning over and pushing Zachary's wide mouth shut.
The rest of the homework went by pretty quickly, and I did answer most of the questions but I learned a lot, and was glad to have two new friends that were Gryffindors. At 10, Charlie and Thomas and Dint, the other tamers walked into the Gryffindor common room. In front of them was professor McGonagall.
"Charlie!" I jumped up and ran over embracing him in a hug after pushing past Fleur and Tracy.
"Hey congratulations! I heard your moving up a year!" He cried picking me up and twirling me the way he use to when I was five.
"Yeah, but what are you doing here?" I asked turning to receive hugs from the two other tamers. I had gotten to know them quite well, as sometimes they would come to the Burrow when Charlie visited.
"Well Dumbledore says that in the common rooms there are hidden rooms for guests and we decided to stay here in Gryffindor. It did take a while to convince Dint that this was better than Ravenclaw, but this is where the party's at!" Professor McGonagall clucked her tongue at the last statement but all and all seemed pleased to have one of her favorite students back. She tapped a small glowing orb to the wall and a door appeared just underneath the staircases and they left us and entered it to put up their stuff. Fred and George surprised everyone by not working on their packets. I walked over casually and asked.
"Relax, we've got it done. We just don't want to end up like that." He jerked his chin toward Neville who was now strapped to one of the couches and having tickling charms placed on him when he didn't give out the answers. Fred reshuffled the cards and I got a closer look at them. Women danced around on them occasionally discarding a shirt.
"Fred! What the heck is that? Where did you get those? That's terrible." I cried out in horror.
"Cool it Gin. There Lee's. O.K.?"
"He I looked at the three of them playing a hand of poker. "All right Lee, if you loose this round you have to loose the same item as this playing card." Lee groaned as she began to inch her pants down a bit. It was going to be a Loooooooong night at this rate.
A/N I don't own them. DUH! Well thank you to everyone who reviewed. Go and cast your votes for boxers or briefs for Lee Jordan. Next chapter we'll get a more in depth view of the new Slytherns the common room and how Ginny is going to get there. And the Challenge!! Tell me what you think! Review if you care review if you don't. Reviews make me write faster, or even at all. I think I'll start a vote for who the hottest guy is in this story, or who should be seen in leather pants?!!!
P.S. Belle means beautiful and Fourrure means fur in French so the Drumstrang girl's name mean's beautiful fur, which fits her since they have to wear the heavy coats where ever Drumstrang in it's un-plottable location is.