In answer to the question asked by Kay, no I don't know of or have read the series T*Witches. I have no idea what it is about. So with that said, I thank my three reviewers and let's go on with the fic!!!
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Harry lead the two new students as they had been dubbed, to the Gryfindor common room. He didn't speak to either one of them. He just showed them where they were supposed to be. Renee had noticed that this Harry Potter was more on the antisocial side at dinner. She also felt that he didn't like her very much. Ron had lead Chad to their rooms. Hermoine took Renee to their dormitories.
"This is your bed," Hermoine said, gesturing to the large four poster bed.
"Thanks. I think I'll just sleep with what I have on," Renee said, when she saw Hermoine was about to get her some of her pajamas.
Hermoine asked, "Are you sure?"
"Yeah."
Hermoine drew the large maroon curtain shut. It left Renee in the dark. She sat down on the mattress of her four poster bed. The mattress was soft, and sank when she sat down on it. The covers were thick and also soft, almost as if it was made of fine wool. She was about to drift off to sleep, when she sat up suddenly, unable to go to sleep. Sighing she silently got out of bed, and made her way down the stairs.
The fire was blazing, it's orange red flames licking the top of the fire place. The common room was virtually empty, and was full of warmth. The only other person there was Harry.
He was talking to a head, in the fire place. She looked curiously at the fire place and the head. The person had thick black hair, and sunken eyes. His face was white, but it was not a sickly white. His eyes were blue, and piercing. (AN: I don't remember if the book says what color his eyes were so they are blue.)
Sensing that the conversation was private she turned to leave, when she heard a voice call to her.
"Don't turn away now, love. There is so much that you haven't seen. Do you remember me my queen? I am the one who has born you. I am the one that shall teach you. There was a mistake when you were placed here. For you are the one true heir, of the snake. Follow me. Follow my voice."
The voice was nothing more than a hiss. She looked curiously around to see if anyone had spoken. No one had, well except for Harry, but he was already talking to the head. She was about to leave once again, when she felt an ice cold hand placed on her shoulder. Her whole body went numb, from the cold.
She turned to face the person holding her. The person she saw was not a living person. Flesh fell from her rotting face, just above the her left eye. In some spots all over her body there were holes of missing flesh. Big gaping holes, that showed the stark white bone of her arms, hands and face. Her hair was still attached to her head, in large matted clumps, of blond. The thing that drew Renee to look at her, was her eyes. They were still there. They were a deep black, with white and red flecks in them. Her eyes reflected the night sky, it showed the stars of Kelisto on a clear night.
The person, or much rather corpse began to speak again, in a hiss.
"Remember me, love?"
Renee stared. She looked at the rotted corpse in front of her, and realized two things at once. One was whoever this woman was, reminded her vaguely of a teacher she once had, and the second was, that she noticed the black mark hovering above her. Which would only mean bad things were to come.
Slowly she inched a way from the rotting corpse who had by this time reached out to her. She tripped over the back of the couch, landing on her back staring at the fire. Once again the woman filled her vision. She reached out to her, and managed to grab her arm. Her arm felt as if it was on fire.
The woman hissed, "Follow me. I'll take you to-"
She was cut off by a loud voice. She turned to see that it was the man in the fire again. The woman disappeared, but the Dark Mark hovered over her for a few more minutes. Then it, too disappeared.
Harry stared at the new girl, for a moment before his gaze slipped over to Sirius. Sirius was staring at Renee, as if he knew her.
"Harry, I'm going to leave now. I'll be back soon," Sirius said, and with a loud pop was gone.
Renee stared for a few moments into the fire, thinking.
That was Sirius Black. He went to Azakaban for some odd amount of years for supposedly killing thirteen muggles and a wizard. Our father supposedly went to Azakaban for the same crime, but I know that he can't possibly be our father, because he was in hiding..... How do I know all this? So our mother was the evil witch, and our father a wizard... No. He couldn't have been a wizard. A muggle maybe? Why would Dumbledore lie? What is he trying to keep from us?
She got up abruptly. She was about to go out the portrait hole when, Professor McGonangal came out.
"What are you doing, out of bed? What about you Harry?" She asked sharply.
Harry answered, "couldn't sleep. So I came out in to the common room."
She seemed to buy that, and turned to Renee.
"What about you?"
"Couldn't sleep. A corpse of a blond woman kept telling me that I wasn't put into the right house. And then I remembered something. Are you keeping a secret from me?"
McGonagal looked appalled at the mere mention of that. The blond woman, could she have been? That thought was soon pushed out of her head. By the tone of Renee's voice, Mcgonagal knew that Renee was aware that Dumbledore and McGonangal weren't telling the truth about something.
"Go to bed! Both of you. Now!" She exclaimed.
Renee slowly made her way up to the dormitories again. Once again she found herself, in the plush mattress. But this time she immediately fell asleep.
~*~
Harry, too found his way to his four poster bed. He took off his glasses, and was just about to drift off into sleep, when he heard a loud "NO!"
Startled, he put his glasses back on, and went to the bed next to his where he heard the shout come from. He opened the heavy curtains to see what was going on. He saw that Chad, was sitting upright in his bed, rubbing his eyes.
Harry was about to leave, but Chad's voice stopped him.
"Why are you so leery about us? You act as if we are going to kill you in your sleep."
Now, that thought had never crossed his mind, but now that it had been spoken, Harry turned stark white.
"Relax, we won't hurt you. At least I won't. Renee won't either unless you do something to provoke her."
Harry lightened up, a bit. He said, "I guess I'm just afraid that you aren't who you say you are. Something happened last year, that ended up almost taking my life. And it did take the life of a friend."
"Oh. Well you could have just said that in the beginning. What are you doing up?"
"Couldn't sleep. Apparently neither could your sister. She was down there too." Harry didn't bother telling him about the Dark Mark, or the woman that had grabbed her. He thought it wasn't his place to say anything.
"Please don't refer to her as my 'sister'. This is still a bit odd. Anyway I should get back to sleep. Night."
Harry left and went to his own bed. He fell asleep instantly. Unfortunately Chad didn't. Pieces of his nightmare came back to him. Most of it was in fragments. But the one memory of the dream that stood out the most was of when, he saw Renee and himself at Hogwarts.
They were standing in an old dungeon, with cauldrons and boiling liquid. When there was a loud explosion. Everyone looked up, only to see that the door had been broken into sharp shards of wood and metal. In the doorway stood a tall man, in deep purple robes. He was white as a bleached bone, and his eyes glowed red. At his side was a large snake.
A greasy black haired man stood up. He began to raise his wand, when suddenly he fell to the floor, twitching uncontrollably. The man in the purple robes laughed, a cold bitter laugh.
He said, "Windigum Leviosa."
The next thing Chad saw was Renee flying across the room, and plopped down against the hard stone floor. A light haired blond boy, stood up and tried to put him under the Imperious Curse.
Almost lazily the wizard flicked his wrist and the boy fell to the floor. The wizard turned to Chad and spoke.
"Ah, I see her other half is here. But she is the one I want. She is the one that has the information I need."
With that he headed out the door, levitating the unconscious Renee in the air.
Chad yelled, "NO!"
And that was all that he remembered.
He thought, Renee and I will talk tomorrow. I need to tell her.
He soon found himself into a fitful sleep. Waking up every now and then, in a panic.
~*~
Breakfast arrived, and there was the usual chatter at the table. Renee and Chad sat next to Harry and Hermoine, but both were unusually quiet. Chad was attempting to eat what was on his plate, while Renee had just given up on it. She never ate breakfast anyway.
Finally she pulled at Chad's arm and whispered, "I need to talk to you."
Chad nodded his head, and left the table with her. Ron and Hermoine watched them leave and asked, "What was that about?"
Harry was the one who answered, "They probably need to talk about stuff."
Ron said, "You know Harry, the next time you need to answer a question could you possibly not be so... I dunno vague?"
Hermoine said, "WE could have figured out that much, but do you know what about?"
Harry shrugged his shoulders and said, "Dunno." Of course that wasn't a complete lie, but then again it wasn't the truth either.
He continued to eat his breakfast joining in on the conversation when he felt hid input was needed.
~*~
Outside the great hall, Chad and Renee stood. They weren't talking, but both felt it necessary to tell each other what had happened.
Renee grabbed Chad's hand and began to concentrate on the events that had happened the night before. Chad felt the usual head rush, as Renee's memories entered his head. Chad pushed her thoughts out of his head, and then he too, concentrated hard, on the fragment of the dream he had left. Renee felt the head rush of receiving the memory, but then she also felt her arm burn, as if it were on fire. It strangely felt like it had the night before.
She shook it off, and ignored it. She pushed Chad's memory out of her head. Both could still feel and remember the exact detail of the memory they had just given to each other. When the transferred the memories, the weren't forgotten, or lost. They were just like they were before the transferred the memory.
It was almost like making a copy of a picture on the computer, saving one to disk and making a copy of it and sending it to a friend. They both pushed the memories out of their heads and headed back to breakfast.
"At least this time we weren't cheating on a test," Renee said, smirking.
"It wasn't cheating. There was no whispering or note passing," Chad said.
"Sure."
"Thought you'd see it my way."
They sat down where the were sitting before and noticed that two more red heads had joined them. Renee looked at them questioningly.
"Oh, hi. I'm Fred," the first red headed boy said.
"And I'm George," the other said.
The were identical, and if it hadn't been for the fact that Renee was good at finding differences, in people she would have been really confused. She noticed that one was kinda quieter then the other.
"Do you know of any good pranks, we could pull?" Chad asked.
Suddenly all four people, Renee, Chad, Fred and George were in a very nice conversation about all the pranks they had pulled. Fred and George were interested in some of the Muggle objects that had been used, while Renee and Chad had been more interested in the wizard pranks they could get their hands on to.
Right as Fred was about to tell them about Dung bombs, a large man with a dark bushy beard and long hair came to them.
"Ello 'ere 'Arry. I've come ter take ther new students to Diagon Alley. 're yer ready ter go?" He asked.
Renee and Chad nodded their heads. They looked in awe at how tall the man was, but they soon forgot about it. As they left the table, Fred handed Chad a piece of parchment. Chad looked at it and nodded his head, grinning as he did so.
As soon as they left the Great Hall, Harry turned to Ron and whispered, "I think your brothers made some new friends."
In response, Ron groaned. He could just imagine his brothers, Renee and Chad, pulling pranks. Even worse pulling pranks on him, and wreaking havoc in the halls and common room.
Hermoine and Harry laughed as they heard Ron's response. They both knew that Gryfindor was going to lose many points because of those four, but as long as they were laughing about it, it was all right.
~*~
Harry lead the two new students as they had been dubbed, to the Gryfindor common room. He didn't speak to either one of them. He just showed them where they were supposed to be. Renee had noticed that this Harry Potter was more on the antisocial side at dinner. She also felt that he didn't like her very much. Ron had lead Chad to their rooms. Hermoine took Renee to their dormitories.
"This is your bed," Hermoine said, gesturing to the large four poster bed.
"Thanks. I think I'll just sleep with what I have on," Renee said, when she saw Hermoine was about to get her some of her pajamas.
Hermoine asked, "Are you sure?"
"Yeah."
Hermoine drew the large maroon curtain shut. It left Renee in the dark. She sat down on the mattress of her four poster bed. The mattress was soft, and sank when she sat down on it. The covers were thick and also soft, almost as if it was made of fine wool. She was about to drift off to sleep, when she sat up suddenly, unable to go to sleep. Sighing she silently got out of bed, and made her way down the stairs.
The fire was blazing, it's orange red flames licking the top of the fire place. The common room was virtually empty, and was full of warmth. The only other person there was Harry.
He was talking to a head, in the fire place. She looked curiously at the fire place and the head. The person had thick black hair, and sunken eyes. His face was white, but it was not a sickly white. His eyes were blue, and piercing. (AN: I don't remember if the book says what color his eyes were so they are blue.)
Sensing that the conversation was private she turned to leave, when she heard a voice call to her.
"Don't turn away now, love. There is so much that you haven't seen. Do you remember me my queen? I am the one who has born you. I am the one that shall teach you. There was a mistake when you were placed here. For you are the one true heir, of the snake. Follow me. Follow my voice."
The voice was nothing more than a hiss. She looked curiously around to see if anyone had spoken. No one had, well except for Harry, but he was already talking to the head. She was about to leave once again, when she felt an ice cold hand placed on her shoulder. Her whole body went numb, from the cold.
She turned to face the person holding her. The person she saw was not a living person. Flesh fell from her rotting face, just above the her left eye. In some spots all over her body there were holes of missing flesh. Big gaping holes, that showed the stark white bone of her arms, hands and face. Her hair was still attached to her head, in large matted clumps, of blond. The thing that drew Renee to look at her, was her eyes. They were still there. They were a deep black, with white and red flecks in them. Her eyes reflected the night sky, it showed the stars of Kelisto on a clear night.
The person, or much rather corpse began to speak again, in a hiss.
"Remember me, love?"
Renee stared. She looked at the rotted corpse in front of her, and realized two things at once. One was whoever this woman was, reminded her vaguely of a teacher she once had, and the second was, that she noticed the black mark hovering above her. Which would only mean bad things were to come.
Slowly she inched a way from the rotting corpse who had by this time reached out to her. She tripped over the back of the couch, landing on her back staring at the fire. Once again the woman filled her vision. She reached out to her, and managed to grab her arm. Her arm felt as if it was on fire.
The woman hissed, "Follow me. I'll take you to-"
She was cut off by a loud voice. She turned to see that it was the man in the fire again. The woman disappeared, but the Dark Mark hovered over her for a few more minutes. Then it, too disappeared.
Harry stared at the new girl, for a moment before his gaze slipped over to Sirius. Sirius was staring at Renee, as if he knew her.
"Harry, I'm going to leave now. I'll be back soon," Sirius said, and with a loud pop was gone.
Renee stared for a few moments into the fire, thinking.
That was Sirius Black. He went to Azakaban for some odd amount of years for supposedly killing thirteen muggles and a wizard. Our father supposedly went to Azakaban for the same crime, but I know that he can't possibly be our father, because he was in hiding..... How do I know all this? So our mother was the evil witch, and our father a wizard... No. He couldn't have been a wizard. A muggle maybe? Why would Dumbledore lie? What is he trying to keep from us?
She got up abruptly. She was about to go out the portrait hole when, Professor McGonangal came out.
"What are you doing, out of bed? What about you Harry?" She asked sharply.
Harry answered, "couldn't sleep. So I came out in to the common room."
She seemed to buy that, and turned to Renee.
"What about you?"
"Couldn't sleep. A corpse of a blond woman kept telling me that I wasn't put into the right house. And then I remembered something. Are you keeping a secret from me?"
McGonagal looked appalled at the mere mention of that. The blond woman, could she have been? That thought was soon pushed out of her head. By the tone of Renee's voice, Mcgonagal knew that Renee was aware that Dumbledore and McGonangal weren't telling the truth about something.
"Go to bed! Both of you. Now!" She exclaimed.
Renee slowly made her way up to the dormitories again. Once again she found herself, in the plush mattress. But this time she immediately fell asleep.
~*~
Harry, too found his way to his four poster bed. He took off his glasses, and was just about to drift off into sleep, when he heard a loud "NO!"
Startled, he put his glasses back on, and went to the bed next to his where he heard the shout come from. He opened the heavy curtains to see what was going on. He saw that Chad, was sitting upright in his bed, rubbing his eyes.
Harry was about to leave, but Chad's voice stopped him.
"Why are you so leery about us? You act as if we are going to kill you in your sleep."
Now, that thought had never crossed his mind, but now that it had been spoken, Harry turned stark white.
"Relax, we won't hurt you. At least I won't. Renee won't either unless you do something to provoke her."
Harry lightened up, a bit. He said, "I guess I'm just afraid that you aren't who you say you are. Something happened last year, that ended up almost taking my life. And it did take the life of a friend."
"Oh. Well you could have just said that in the beginning. What are you doing up?"
"Couldn't sleep. Apparently neither could your sister. She was down there too." Harry didn't bother telling him about the Dark Mark, or the woman that had grabbed her. He thought it wasn't his place to say anything.
"Please don't refer to her as my 'sister'. This is still a bit odd. Anyway I should get back to sleep. Night."
Harry left and went to his own bed. He fell asleep instantly. Unfortunately Chad didn't. Pieces of his nightmare came back to him. Most of it was in fragments. But the one memory of the dream that stood out the most was of when, he saw Renee and himself at Hogwarts.
They were standing in an old dungeon, with cauldrons and boiling liquid. When there was a loud explosion. Everyone looked up, only to see that the door had been broken into sharp shards of wood and metal. In the doorway stood a tall man, in deep purple robes. He was white as a bleached bone, and his eyes glowed red. At his side was a large snake.
A greasy black haired man stood up. He began to raise his wand, when suddenly he fell to the floor, twitching uncontrollably. The man in the purple robes laughed, a cold bitter laugh.
He said, "Windigum Leviosa."
The next thing Chad saw was Renee flying across the room, and plopped down against the hard stone floor. A light haired blond boy, stood up and tried to put him under the Imperious Curse.
Almost lazily the wizard flicked his wrist and the boy fell to the floor. The wizard turned to Chad and spoke.
"Ah, I see her other half is here. But she is the one I want. She is the one that has the information I need."
With that he headed out the door, levitating the unconscious Renee in the air.
Chad yelled, "NO!"
And that was all that he remembered.
He thought, Renee and I will talk tomorrow. I need to tell her.
He soon found himself into a fitful sleep. Waking up every now and then, in a panic.
~*~
Breakfast arrived, and there was the usual chatter at the table. Renee and Chad sat next to Harry and Hermoine, but both were unusually quiet. Chad was attempting to eat what was on his plate, while Renee had just given up on it. She never ate breakfast anyway.
Finally she pulled at Chad's arm and whispered, "I need to talk to you."
Chad nodded his head, and left the table with her. Ron and Hermoine watched them leave and asked, "What was that about?"
Harry was the one who answered, "They probably need to talk about stuff."
Ron said, "You know Harry, the next time you need to answer a question could you possibly not be so... I dunno vague?"
Hermoine said, "WE could have figured out that much, but do you know what about?"
Harry shrugged his shoulders and said, "Dunno." Of course that wasn't a complete lie, but then again it wasn't the truth either.
He continued to eat his breakfast joining in on the conversation when he felt hid input was needed.
~*~
Outside the great hall, Chad and Renee stood. They weren't talking, but both felt it necessary to tell each other what had happened.
Renee grabbed Chad's hand and began to concentrate on the events that had happened the night before. Chad felt the usual head rush, as Renee's memories entered his head. Chad pushed her thoughts out of his head, and then he too, concentrated hard, on the fragment of the dream he had left. Renee felt the head rush of receiving the memory, but then she also felt her arm burn, as if it were on fire. It strangely felt like it had the night before.
She shook it off, and ignored it. She pushed Chad's memory out of her head. Both could still feel and remember the exact detail of the memory they had just given to each other. When the transferred the memories, the weren't forgotten, or lost. They were just like they were before the transferred the memory.
It was almost like making a copy of a picture on the computer, saving one to disk and making a copy of it and sending it to a friend. They both pushed the memories out of their heads and headed back to breakfast.
"At least this time we weren't cheating on a test," Renee said, smirking.
"It wasn't cheating. There was no whispering or note passing," Chad said.
"Sure."
"Thought you'd see it my way."
They sat down where the were sitting before and noticed that two more red heads had joined them. Renee looked at them questioningly.
"Oh, hi. I'm Fred," the first red headed boy said.
"And I'm George," the other said.
The were identical, and if it hadn't been for the fact that Renee was good at finding differences, in people she would have been really confused. She noticed that one was kinda quieter then the other.
"Do you know of any good pranks, we could pull?" Chad asked.
Suddenly all four people, Renee, Chad, Fred and George were in a very nice conversation about all the pranks they had pulled. Fred and George were interested in some of the Muggle objects that had been used, while Renee and Chad had been more interested in the wizard pranks they could get their hands on to.
Right as Fred was about to tell them about Dung bombs, a large man with a dark bushy beard and long hair came to them.
"Ello 'ere 'Arry. I've come ter take ther new students to Diagon Alley. 're yer ready ter go?" He asked.
Renee and Chad nodded their heads. They looked in awe at how tall the man was, but they soon forgot about it. As they left the table, Fred handed Chad a piece of parchment. Chad looked at it and nodded his head, grinning as he did so.
As soon as they left the Great Hall, Harry turned to Ron and whispered, "I think your brothers made some new friends."
In response, Ron groaned. He could just imagine his brothers, Renee and Chad, pulling pranks. Even worse pulling pranks on him, and wreaking havoc in the halls and common room.
Hermoine and Harry laughed as they heard Ron's response. They both knew that Gryfindor was going to lose many points because of those four, but as long as they were laughing about it, it was all right.