Disclaimer: Just to make it clear (not that I really need to but…) I DO NOT
own the Harry Potter Characters neither do I write this out as my job but
of enjoyment!
Author's note: Hey ya'll! I'm back (Oh no!)! I'm not at all pleased with the outcome of this chapter but hey no one's perfect! So enjoy this chapter and I hope you will take the time to review this story!
CHAPTER THREE: DISSAPOINTMENT?
"SLYTHERIN!" There were loud gasps from the crowd.
" Did you hear that?"
"Such a waste of beauty!"
" I can't believe it! Slytherin? I mean I understand maybe Hufflepuff, with Cedric and all! But SLYTHERIN?!" These were the remarks she caught while heading for the Slytherian table. But as Claire looked around the table, the people were right. There was no beauty in Slytherin.
" Guess it's a curse," Claire whispered, shrugging her shoulders as if there was no care in the world.
GRYFFINDOR TABLE
" I CAN'T believe it! SLYTHERIN?!" Ron screamed.
" She might as well have been given a knife and had free reigns to kill everyone in Hogwarts," Hermione said with a sigh.
" What do you mean with that? Are trying to predict stuff from the future now? Are you trying to ACCOMPLISH anything with this? Because the only thing you're accomplishing is…you're freaking me out! Don't tell me you're going back to Divination!" Ron said in an astonished puzzled tone.
"Yes, Ron, I've been trying to rake at my super natural powers to find if your obnoxious self will have to do anything with my future. And I just happen to come by with this future prediction, Ron," said Hermione sarcastically with a roll of her eyes.
" I knew there was something dangerous about her! Harry, don't ever go near Hermione ever again! I plead to you!" Ron was getting on his knees with his hands swinging up and down as if it was a roller coaster.
" Ron," hissed Hermione," If you're going to ask Harry to marry you take it up somewhere PRIVATE!"
" Thank you for the information. Harry? You're actually quiet. Don't you have anything to say? I mean if someone purposes aren't you supposed to answer?" Ron said when he noticed his best friend saying and doing nothing. Harry didn't answer but looked across to the Slytherin table.
Voldemort's Lair
" How is my 'daughter' doing?" Voldemort laughed.
" She is doing everything that we instructed her to do." Peter Pettigrew was looking at a clear globe.
"Good, good!"
" Wouldn't Harry or maybe even…Hermione notice that someth-"
"ARE YOU QUESTIONING ME?"
" Of course not."
"Send my pet some 'cookies' Lucius," ordered Lord Voldemort.
" Yes, my Lord. Whatever you wish."
Slytherian Dungeons
" Rather DARK, but hey, I'm used to it!" Claire was unpacking her things observing the girls' dorm.
"I KNOW! I heard that Draco Malfoy is going to be keeper instead of a seeker!"
" My hunnybun?! But he's still CAPTAIN, right?"
" Of course! They're just going to find a BETTER seeker now," an exceptionally okay looking girl said, patting a pug-faced girl and a big no…LARGE girl was next to her.
"IMPOSSIBLE!"
" Don't cry, Pansy! It's nothing to worry about."
" I know, it's just…who are you?" They were apparently discussing about someone's boyfriend but were interrupted by the appearance of Claire.
" Oh! I know YOU! You're that new girl – um – um - Crystal!"
" No, idiot, it's Clista!"
" You're BOTH wrong, it's Clara!" the pug faced girl said, pushing the other two aside.
" Close…it's Claire,"
" Well, Claire, how do you like it in the dungeons?"
" It's pretty dark, but hey, if you can't redecorate…"
" RECOMMANDATE!" the three friends shrieked.
" Recommandate?" Claire suddenly became puzzled.
" Don't worry about it," the big one said.
" I'm Pansy Parkinson…Queen of the Slytherins!" the pug faced girl said proudly.
" That will surely change," thought Claire looking at Pansy's ugly face.
" I'm Millicent Bullstrode,"
" And I'm Olga Cinders!"
" Pleasure," Claire said with much grace.
" So you COULD join our group…"Olga muttered.
" Which we highly recommend," muttered the humungous Millicent.
" Cause we saw you hanging around with the Pottie Hippies and they are not so popular in Slytherin," Pansy said sneering. Claire just smiled.
" Job number three: Get into Slytherian and try to fit in. Accomplished. But should I join this group?"
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Hey you guys! This is going to be exciting because I guess people don't like to review or something! But I'm proposing a survey and YOU guys get to choose if Claire joins Pansy's group or denies the offer! So Review!
Author's note: Hey ya'll! I'm back (Oh no!)! I'm not at all pleased with the outcome of this chapter but hey no one's perfect! So enjoy this chapter and I hope you will take the time to review this story!
CHAPTER THREE: DISSAPOINTMENT?
"SLYTHERIN!" There were loud gasps from the crowd.
" Did you hear that?"
"Such a waste of beauty!"
" I can't believe it! Slytherin? I mean I understand maybe Hufflepuff, with Cedric and all! But SLYTHERIN?!" These were the remarks she caught while heading for the Slytherian table. But as Claire looked around the table, the people were right. There was no beauty in Slytherin.
" Guess it's a curse," Claire whispered, shrugging her shoulders as if there was no care in the world.
GRYFFINDOR TABLE
" I CAN'T believe it! SLYTHERIN?!" Ron screamed.
" She might as well have been given a knife and had free reigns to kill everyone in Hogwarts," Hermione said with a sigh.
" What do you mean with that? Are trying to predict stuff from the future now? Are you trying to ACCOMPLISH anything with this? Because the only thing you're accomplishing is…you're freaking me out! Don't tell me you're going back to Divination!" Ron said in an astonished puzzled tone.
"Yes, Ron, I've been trying to rake at my super natural powers to find if your obnoxious self will have to do anything with my future. And I just happen to come by with this future prediction, Ron," said Hermione sarcastically with a roll of her eyes.
" I knew there was something dangerous about her! Harry, don't ever go near Hermione ever again! I plead to you!" Ron was getting on his knees with his hands swinging up and down as if it was a roller coaster.
" Ron," hissed Hermione," If you're going to ask Harry to marry you take it up somewhere PRIVATE!"
" Thank you for the information. Harry? You're actually quiet. Don't you have anything to say? I mean if someone purposes aren't you supposed to answer?" Ron said when he noticed his best friend saying and doing nothing. Harry didn't answer but looked across to the Slytherin table.
Voldemort's Lair
" How is my 'daughter' doing?" Voldemort laughed.
" She is doing everything that we instructed her to do." Peter Pettigrew was looking at a clear globe.
"Good, good!"
" Wouldn't Harry or maybe even…Hermione notice that someth-"
"ARE YOU QUESTIONING ME?"
" Of course not."
"Send my pet some 'cookies' Lucius," ordered Lord Voldemort.
" Yes, my Lord. Whatever you wish."
Slytherian Dungeons
" Rather DARK, but hey, I'm used to it!" Claire was unpacking her things observing the girls' dorm.
"I KNOW! I heard that Draco Malfoy is going to be keeper instead of a seeker!"
" My hunnybun?! But he's still CAPTAIN, right?"
" Of course! They're just going to find a BETTER seeker now," an exceptionally okay looking girl said, patting a pug-faced girl and a big no…LARGE girl was next to her.
"IMPOSSIBLE!"
" Don't cry, Pansy! It's nothing to worry about."
" I know, it's just…who are you?" They were apparently discussing about someone's boyfriend but were interrupted by the appearance of Claire.
" Oh! I know YOU! You're that new girl – um – um - Crystal!"
" No, idiot, it's Clista!"
" You're BOTH wrong, it's Clara!" the pug faced girl said, pushing the other two aside.
" Close…it's Claire,"
" Well, Claire, how do you like it in the dungeons?"
" It's pretty dark, but hey, if you can't redecorate…"
" RECOMMANDATE!" the three friends shrieked.
" Recommandate?" Claire suddenly became puzzled.
" Don't worry about it," the big one said.
" I'm Pansy Parkinson…Queen of the Slytherins!" the pug faced girl said proudly.
" That will surely change," thought Claire looking at Pansy's ugly face.
" I'm Millicent Bullstrode,"
" And I'm Olga Cinders!"
" Pleasure," Claire said with much grace.
" So you COULD join our group…"Olga muttered.
" Which we highly recommend," muttered the humungous Millicent.
" Cause we saw you hanging around with the Pottie Hippies and they are not so popular in Slytherin," Pansy said sneering. Claire just smiled.
" Job number three: Get into Slytherian and try to fit in. Accomplished. But should I join this group?"
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Hey you guys! This is going to be exciting because I guess people don't like to review or something! But I'm proposing a survey and YOU guys get to choose if Claire joins Pansy's group or denies the offer! So Review!