Ye Olde Disclaimer: Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone, Rurouni Kenshin names, etc. don't belong to me... yes, I am consciously aware of this, and yes, I swear that I am not making any money off of this story (at least not that I am aware of anywho). I don't have anything right now that you can take, anyways... Also, a lot of this is word-for-word, that is all J.K. Rowling's so I give her props.
Trinity Ferrell and the Heart of Darkness
First Year at Hogwarts
Chapter Four- No More Secrets
"RAVENCLAW!"
Disappointment crashed over Trinity as Howie smiled and went over to the Ravenclaw table. She was glad that her best friend was a wizard, but part of her wanted him to be in the same house, too.
"Welcome!"
The voice of Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts, turned everyone's attention to the head table, including Trinity's.
Professor Dumbledore was grinning ear to ear at all the students, with his arms open wide, obviously happy to see everyone was there. "Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words. And here they are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak! Thank you!"
Trinity watched as a deliscious feast appeared before them, and for the moment forgot her troubles. She listened to all the excited chatter around her, watched as the Gryffindor ghost Sir Nicholas de Mimsy-Porpington ("Nearly Headless Nick," Celeste corrected her, sniggering.) showed how he got his nickname, and at until she felt as though she would burst.
Luckily the tempting desserts soon vanished, all the food surrounding her was making her turn a slight shade of green. Trinity watched as Dumbledore once again stood up. "Ahem- just a few more words, now that we are all fed and watered. I have a few start-of-term notices to give you.
"First years should note that the forest on the grounds is forbidden to all pupils. And a few of our older students would do well to remember that as well." Dumbledore glanced to the Weasley twins at the Gryffindor table, then continued on. "I have also been asked by Mr. Filch, the caretaker, to remind you all that no magic should be used between classes in the corridors.
"Quidditch trials will be held in the second week of the term. Anyone interested in playing for their house teams should contact Madam Hooch."
Trinity heard Celeste mutter under her breath, "This year I'm gonna make the starting line-up!"
"And finally, I must tell you that this year, the third-floor corridor on the right-hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a very painful death."
There was a few who laughed, but suddenly a cold dread filled Trinity. She could tell that what Dumbledore said was true, able to sense that truth beyond his twinkling eyes. A shiver raced down her spine, and she battled the urge to fall into a trance.
Celeste poked her and she half-heartedly joined the sing-along, but she could not shake away that feeling of dread. Mostly she just lip-synched with her sister, still mentally struggling to stay conscious. She was afraid that her new friends would freak out if she went into a divination trance.
The song ended, and Dumbledore sent them off to their dormitories. Howie rushed over to her, a look of concern on his face. "You okay? You went pale after Professor Dumbledore mentioned..." his voice trailed off.
"Yeah, I think I'll be okay. Just ate too much, I think," she smiled.
"Yeah, I think I did that too," Howie grinned back. "Listen, as soon as I get to the Ravenclaw dormitory, I'll send Kenshin to you, okay? Just to check in on you."
"Okay," Trinity said, grateful to have such a wonderful friend. "I'll send him back with a response."
"Great. Well, see you later- goodnight," Howie waved, then ran over to join the other Ravenclaws.
Trinity followed the rest of the Gryffindors up to the dormitory, suddenly aware that she was exhausted, nodding off and being led most of the way by her older sister. She was barely aware of their encounter with Peeves, the poltergeist. At the end of the corridor was a large portrait of a refined fat woman in a fancy pink dress. "Password?" she asked.
"Caput Draconis," Percy Weasley said, and the portrait swung forward and revealed a round hole in the wall.
Trinity scrambled in with the rest of the Gryffindors, and the cozy commom room helped shake away the eerie feeling she had from earlier. They were led up to the girls' dormitory, which was up a spiral staircase opposite from the boys'. "First year girls' room is here," Celeste told Trinity. "I'll be right across the hall with the other fourth years if you need me, okay? Have fun, and don't do anything I wouldn't do!"
Trinity smiled at her bubbly older sister and dread that she was so shy once again. She said good night, then went into the first years' room, which only had four four-poster beds with deep red, velvet curtains hanging around them. She saw that her chest and three other unidentifiable chests were in the room.
Hermione was sitting on her bed, already in her nightgown and reading a thick text book that was propped up on her pillows. "Hi, Hermione," Trinity said, sitting down on her bed, which was closest to the window and beside Hermione's. "What's that you're reading?"
"Just brushing up on 'A History of Magic'. I've already read it twice, it's fascinating." Hermione said, not looking up from her book.
"Oh," Trinity blushed, wondering if she should have done the same. She changed the subject. "So, who are our other room mates?"
"Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil, but they're both asleep. I think we're all a bit tired tonight," Hermione yawned, closing her book. "Not really that bad of an idea, really. I think I'm going to get some rest now myself. Want to talk during breakfast tomorrow?"
"Sure, that would be great," Trinity smiled. "'Night, Hermione."
"Good night." Hermione gave her a smile, then closed the curtain around her bed.
Trinity slipped into her nightgown and was about to drift off to sleep when a sudden tapping on the window caught her attention. She raced over to the window. "Kenshin!" She opened the window and let the hawk fly in, a folded letter clasped into his beak. He fluttered onto her shoulder, and she took the letter from him and gave him an affectionate scratch on the head. He nudged her cheek gently and she opened up the letter and began to read it.
Trin-
Wow! I can't believe all of this amazing wizard stuff! Isn't Professor Dumbledore the greatest? He was pretty funny. That feast was the best, too!
I know that we're in different houses, but that won't affect our friendship at all. We promised eachother that there would be no more secrets, and that we would always be there to look out for eachother. I am making sure that I keep my part of this promise.
If you ever need me, the Ravenclaw Dormitories are behind a painting of an old wizard in blue-gray robes, take a right where we split up and it's right down the hall past a statue of a dragon and a whole row of suits of armor. The password is "Knowledge Lamp". Boys domitories are to the left. I'm in the first room on the right.
I miss you, Trin. But I know that we'll see eachother during breaks and even in some classes. I'll make sure to sit near you. I can't wait until classes start! Well, Kenshin is getting anxious so I'd better finish up here. Good night, and I hope you are feeling better.
- Howie
Trinity smiled as she gazed at his familiar loopy signature, then quickly scrawled a note back to him, telling him where her dormitory room was, and how to find it. She stroked Kenshin one more time, then sent him off with her letter. She shut the window quietly, afraid that someone may wake up if it slammed.
Exhausted, she closed and locked the window and slid under the thick, warm comforter. Tucking Howie's letter safely under her pillow, she soon drifted off to sleep.
Trinity Ferrell and the Heart of Darkness
First Year at Hogwarts
Chapter Four- No More Secrets
"RAVENCLAW!"
Disappointment crashed over Trinity as Howie smiled and went over to the Ravenclaw table. She was glad that her best friend was a wizard, but part of her wanted him to be in the same house, too.
"Welcome!"
The voice of Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts, turned everyone's attention to the head table, including Trinity's.
Professor Dumbledore was grinning ear to ear at all the students, with his arms open wide, obviously happy to see everyone was there. "Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words. And here they are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak! Thank you!"
Trinity watched as a deliscious feast appeared before them, and for the moment forgot her troubles. She listened to all the excited chatter around her, watched as the Gryffindor ghost Sir Nicholas de Mimsy-Porpington ("Nearly Headless Nick," Celeste corrected her, sniggering.) showed how he got his nickname, and at until she felt as though she would burst.
Luckily the tempting desserts soon vanished, all the food surrounding her was making her turn a slight shade of green. Trinity watched as Dumbledore once again stood up. "Ahem- just a few more words, now that we are all fed and watered. I have a few start-of-term notices to give you.
"First years should note that the forest on the grounds is forbidden to all pupils. And a few of our older students would do well to remember that as well." Dumbledore glanced to the Weasley twins at the Gryffindor table, then continued on. "I have also been asked by Mr. Filch, the caretaker, to remind you all that no magic should be used between classes in the corridors.
"Quidditch trials will be held in the second week of the term. Anyone interested in playing for their house teams should contact Madam Hooch."
Trinity heard Celeste mutter under her breath, "This year I'm gonna make the starting line-up!"
"And finally, I must tell you that this year, the third-floor corridor on the right-hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a very painful death."
There was a few who laughed, but suddenly a cold dread filled Trinity. She could tell that what Dumbledore said was true, able to sense that truth beyond his twinkling eyes. A shiver raced down her spine, and she battled the urge to fall into a trance.
Celeste poked her and she half-heartedly joined the sing-along, but she could not shake away that feeling of dread. Mostly she just lip-synched with her sister, still mentally struggling to stay conscious. She was afraid that her new friends would freak out if she went into a divination trance.
The song ended, and Dumbledore sent them off to their dormitories. Howie rushed over to her, a look of concern on his face. "You okay? You went pale after Professor Dumbledore mentioned..." his voice trailed off.
"Yeah, I think I'll be okay. Just ate too much, I think," she smiled.
"Yeah, I think I did that too," Howie grinned back. "Listen, as soon as I get to the Ravenclaw dormitory, I'll send Kenshin to you, okay? Just to check in on you."
"Okay," Trinity said, grateful to have such a wonderful friend. "I'll send him back with a response."
"Great. Well, see you later- goodnight," Howie waved, then ran over to join the other Ravenclaws.
Trinity followed the rest of the Gryffindors up to the dormitory, suddenly aware that she was exhausted, nodding off and being led most of the way by her older sister. She was barely aware of their encounter with Peeves, the poltergeist. At the end of the corridor was a large portrait of a refined fat woman in a fancy pink dress. "Password?" she asked.
"Caput Draconis," Percy Weasley said, and the portrait swung forward and revealed a round hole in the wall.
Trinity scrambled in with the rest of the Gryffindors, and the cozy commom room helped shake away the eerie feeling she had from earlier. They were led up to the girls' dormitory, which was up a spiral staircase opposite from the boys'. "First year girls' room is here," Celeste told Trinity. "I'll be right across the hall with the other fourth years if you need me, okay? Have fun, and don't do anything I wouldn't do!"
Trinity smiled at her bubbly older sister and dread that she was so shy once again. She said good night, then went into the first years' room, which only had four four-poster beds with deep red, velvet curtains hanging around them. She saw that her chest and three other unidentifiable chests were in the room.
Hermione was sitting on her bed, already in her nightgown and reading a thick text book that was propped up on her pillows. "Hi, Hermione," Trinity said, sitting down on her bed, which was closest to the window and beside Hermione's. "What's that you're reading?"
"Just brushing up on 'A History of Magic'. I've already read it twice, it's fascinating." Hermione said, not looking up from her book.
"Oh," Trinity blushed, wondering if she should have done the same. She changed the subject. "So, who are our other room mates?"
"Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil, but they're both asleep. I think we're all a bit tired tonight," Hermione yawned, closing her book. "Not really that bad of an idea, really. I think I'm going to get some rest now myself. Want to talk during breakfast tomorrow?"
"Sure, that would be great," Trinity smiled. "'Night, Hermione."
"Good night." Hermione gave her a smile, then closed the curtain around her bed.
Trinity slipped into her nightgown and was about to drift off to sleep when a sudden tapping on the window caught her attention. She raced over to the window. "Kenshin!" She opened the window and let the hawk fly in, a folded letter clasped into his beak. He fluttered onto her shoulder, and she took the letter from him and gave him an affectionate scratch on the head. He nudged her cheek gently and she opened up the letter and began to read it.
Trin-
Wow! I can't believe all of this amazing wizard stuff! Isn't Professor Dumbledore the greatest? He was pretty funny. That feast was the best, too!
I know that we're in different houses, but that won't affect our friendship at all. We promised eachother that there would be no more secrets, and that we would always be there to look out for eachother. I am making sure that I keep my part of this promise.
If you ever need me, the Ravenclaw Dormitories are behind a painting of an old wizard in blue-gray robes, take a right where we split up and it's right down the hall past a statue of a dragon and a whole row of suits of armor. The password is "Knowledge Lamp". Boys domitories are to the left. I'm in the first room on the right.
I miss you, Trin. But I know that we'll see eachother during breaks and even in some classes. I'll make sure to sit near you. I can't wait until classes start! Well, Kenshin is getting anxious so I'd better finish up here. Good night, and I hope you are feeling better.
- Howie
Trinity smiled as she gazed at his familiar loopy signature, then quickly scrawled a note back to him, telling him where her dormitory room was, and how to find it. She stroked Kenshin one more time, then sent him off with her letter. She shut the window quietly, afraid that someone may wake up if it slammed.
Exhausted, she closed and locked the window and slid under the thick, warm comforter. Tucking Howie's letter safely under her pillow, she soon drifted off to sleep.