Harry and Ron kept on heading towards the music. After a while their jog
slowed to a walk, and they kept on. Finally, after a while they saw a 5th
year Slytherin girl coming their way and stopped.
"Um, do you happen to know where that music is coming from?" Harry asked.
"Yeah, I do. In fact, I was just now getting away from it. Ugh, muggle music..." She was a rather strange sight, with her waist length electric blue hair, her blue-grey eyes and nose ring, you could've mistaken her for any punk on the street.
"Er, out of curiosity, what's your name?" Harry pondered what someone of her appearance could possibly be named.
"Well wouldn't you like to know? But people around here call me Blu, and no mistaking who you are, Harry Potter right?" What irony.
"Er..."
"Thought so, your scar's in plain sight," She then turned to Ron, "And who are you?"
"Ron, Ron Weasley. And it's been a pleasure meeting you, but we have to go now, come on Harry..." He yanked Harry along behind him as he quickly walked away, but after a while Harry's arm was really starting to hurt.
"Er, Ron, could you let go of my arm now? We've lost her I'm sure..."
"Oh, sorry Harry, I guess I'm a little absent minded today." Ron let go and Harry started rubbing his arm. After what seemed like forever, they finally got there. They were in front of the Ravenclaw tower, and Summer was sitting there, playing the guitar and singing along. Gathered around her were 4 girls, one of which looked bored.
"Ugh, I hate muggle music! Just hate it! Yet I just can't help but listen to it!" She had blonde hair, silver blue eyes, creamy skin and a Slytherin badge pinned to her robes. At the moment she was attempting to cover her ears, but was failing miserably as her head began to sway. As she was doing this another girl began to speak.
"Relax, Vie. You're using the wrong words. You can't help but listen to it because you actually like it, you're just set on hating everything that's muggle made. You really need to get in touch with your senses..." This girl was a lot younger, most likely a 1st year. She was somewhat tall for her age with long brown hair and brown eyes. She too had a Slytherin badge upon her chest.
"Oh God, Chelsea, that's what you always say, and I know it's not true. I am in perfect touch with my senses and I don't like that music! Got it?" The girl so-called Vie seemed to be steaming. Just then yet another girl began to speak.
"Why? WHY?? Every time I attempt to play music everyone laughs and makes fun of me! No one has ever appreciated me! Music is my only joy, yet everyone thinks I stink at it!" It was another 1st year. This one had shoulder length brown hair and green eyes with a Gryffindor badge.
"Girl, you're good." Chelsea said, then she began to laugh and pat the girl on the back.
"Thank you, I've been practicing..." The girl grinned, then started to laugh along with Chelsea. After a bit everyone was laughing except for Vie, who was merely sulking, but her eyes began to shift a little and fell on Harry and Ron.
"And who are you looking at may I ask?" Vie asked in a snide manner.
"Oh, er, nothing, we were just waiting for Summer to get finished with what she was doing..." At that moment Summer looked up at them along with everyone else.
"Hey guys, I just forgot the password so I've been sitting out here playing some music. Here's my crowd, well, they're a group of people that were drawn to the music but my crowd nevertheless! Ok then, these two Slytherins here are Violet, Vie for short, and Chelsea, then the Gryffindors are Kaila and..." Her eyes shifted to a girl they hadn't taken notice to before, "Harriet? Harriet...Hello...Earth to Harriet...Are you dead? Hello..." The girl turned her head and smiled.
"Yes, I'm dead, I'm not Harriet, I'm her ghost and I've come to haunt you...Ooh..." She put her hands up and began to wiggle her fingers, then laughed. She had brown, crimpy shoulder length hair, green eyes and a Gryffindor badge. She reminded Harry somewhat of his mother. Her eyes then turned to Harry as she smiled. "Ah, Harry Potter I'm guessing? Well, I have a little thing you might want to know, I just want you to be prepared to be shocked and that it may be too much for you to take in at once, but do you think you can deal?" She looked at Harry sincerely.
"Er, I guess, it was a lot to take in once I found out I was a wizard, but look at me now. I took it in somewhat at ease. But what is it you want to tell me?" Harry had no idea what was going on.
"Well, I'm your twin sister." She said, perfectly at ease.
"What? Repeat that would you?"
"Ah, I knew that you'd have questions. You know how they call you the boy who lived, right?" She asked.
"Well, yeah..." Harry trailed off, not quite sure what to expect.
"You see, it was really the twins who lived, although everyone thought I had died. I was then put up for adoption later after some muggles found me, and have been going to Drumstrang for the last oh so many years. Just recently it was discovered that I was alive and well and am just now going to Hogwarts." She said this really calmly too.
"Er, I think I'm accepting it all, but do you have proof?" Harry didn't want to be the object of a joke.
"Look at my forehead..." She said. Harry glanced at it. There, he could see a slight trace of a lightining bolt scar.
"Huh, so you're right I'm guessing..." Harry was taking this in easily, he had experience at these kind of things..
"Yeah, I am, so now that we've cleared that up let's just talk like we've known each other forever, m'kay?" She laughed again. Then looked around a little, "Deary me, snobbish Slytherin at 3:00, approaching now..." She guestured behind Harry, and he noticed that Draco Malfoy was heading his way.
"Ah, 'tis Potty and the Weasel right here and now, what do you know..." He trailed off, smirking.
"Hey Drace..." said a voice behind him, causing him to stumble forward.
"NYAH!" He then straightened himself up and looked behind him. Blu was standing there, gazing at him. "Did you just call me Drace?" He asked her, obviously annoyed.
"Well, yeah..." She trailed off.
"Don't call me that, and how many times do I have to tell you don't sneek up on me that way!" He was waving his arms at her, then stopped, turned around, and sighed, "When will she ever learn..." He then saw Vie, "Violet! What are you doing here with all this scum anyways? I thought you had better taste..." He sneered.
"Oh, I do Draco, it's just that there was something about that infernal racket she was playing that bewitched my ears to have to hear it somehow...But I'm alright now, shall we be off?" She arose from her kneeling postion and took his hand.
"Yes, I do believe that hanging out with this kind of vermon really damages your health, come now..." They then strode off, Blu eyeing Draco in a strange way. As they left, Chelsea turned towards Kaila.
"So how did you get to be such a good and entertaining drama queen?"
"Oh, practice..." Kaila replied, laughing as. Ron looked at Harry.
"Harry, we really ought to get going, and maybe check on Hermione..."
"Oh, alright, Summer? Harriet? Care to join?"
"Sure," Summer replied, beginning to pack her things.
"I'll go too, might as well, don't have anything else to do..." Harriet got up, Summer following, slinging a bag over her shoulder. They then set off towards the Hospital Wing, Summer humming to herself as she went. As they left, Blu looked around, then rushed off in the direction Draco and Vie had went. So now the only sound was of Summer's humming, which grew into singing.
"Night after night, who treats you right?
Baby it's the Guitar man..." And trailed off.
"Um, do you happen to know where that music is coming from?" Harry asked.
"Yeah, I do. In fact, I was just now getting away from it. Ugh, muggle music..." She was a rather strange sight, with her waist length electric blue hair, her blue-grey eyes and nose ring, you could've mistaken her for any punk on the street.
"Er, out of curiosity, what's your name?" Harry pondered what someone of her appearance could possibly be named.
"Well wouldn't you like to know? But people around here call me Blu, and no mistaking who you are, Harry Potter right?" What irony.
"Er..."
"Thought so, your scar's in plain sight," She then turned to Ron, "And who are you?"
"Ron, Ron Weasley. And it's been a pleasure meeting you, but we have to go now, come on Harry..." He yanked Harry along behind him as he quickly walked away, but after a while Harry's arm was really starting to hurt.
"Er, Ron, could you let go of my arm now? We've lost her I'm sure..."
"Oh, sorry Harry, I guess I'm a little absent minded today." Ron let go and Harry started rubbing his arm. After what seemed like forever, they finally got there. They were in front of the Ravenclaw tower, and Summer was sitting there, playing the guitar and singing along. Gathered around her were 4 girls, one of which looked bored.
"Ugh, I hate muggle music! Just hate it! Yet I just can't help but listen to it!" She had blonde hair, silver blue eyes, creamy skin and a Slytherin badge pinned to her robes. At the moment she was attempting to cover her ears, but was failing miserably as her head began to sway. As she was doing this another girl began to speak.
"Relax, Vie. You're using the wrong words. You can't help but listen to it because you actually like it, you're just set on hating everything that's muggle made. You really need to get in touch with your senses..." This girl was a lot younger, most likely a 1st year. She was somewhat tall for her age with long brown hair and brown eyes. She too had a Slytherin badge upon her chest.
"Oh God, Chelsea, that's what you always say, and I know it's not true. I am in perfect touch with my senses and I don't like that music! Got it?" The girl so-called Vie seemed to be steaming. Just then yet another girl began to speak.
"Why? WHY?? Every time I attempt to play music everyone laughs and makes fun of me! No one has ever appreciated me! Music is my only joy, yet everyone thinks I stink at it!" It was another 1st year. This one had shoulder length brown hair and green eyes with a Gryffindor badge.
"Girl, you're good." Chelsea said, then she began to laugh and pat the girl on the back.
"Thank you, I've been practicing..." The girl grinned, then started to laugh along with Chelsea. After a bit everyone was laughing except for Vie, who was merely sulking, but her eyes began to shift a little and fell on Harry and Ron.
"And who are you looking at may I ask?" Vie asked in a snide manner.
"Oh, er, nothing, we were just waiting for Summer to get finished with what she was doing..." At that moment Summer looked up at them along with everyone else.
"Hey guys, I just forgot the password so I've been sitting out here playing some music. Here's my crowd, well, they're a group of people that were drawn to the music but my crowd nevertheless! Ok then, these two Slytherins here are Violet, Vie for short, and Chelsea, then the Gryffindors are Kaila and..." Her eyes shifted to a girl they hadn't taken notice to before, "Harriet? Harriet...Hello...Earth to Harriet...Are you dead? Hello..." The girl turned her head and smiled.
"Yes, I'm dead, I'm not Harriet, I'm her ghost and I've come to haunt you...Ooh..." She put her hands up and began to wiggle her fingers, then laughed. She had brown, crimpy shoulder length hair, green eyes and a Gryffindor badge. She reminded Harry somewhat of his mother. Her eyes then turned to Harry as she smiled. "Ah, Harry Potter I'm guessing? Well, I have a little thing you might want to know, I just want you to be prepared to be shocked and that it may be too much for you to take in at once, but do you think you can deal?" She looked at Harry sincerely.
"Er, I guess, it was a lot to take in once I found out I was a wizard, but look at me now. I took it in somewhat at ease. But what is it you want to tell me?" Harry had no idea what was going on.
"Well, I'm your twin sister." She said, perfectly at ease.
"What? Repeat that would you?"
"Ah, I knew that you'd have questions. You know how they call you the boy who lived, right?" She asked.
"Well, yeah..." Harry trailed off, not quite sure what to expect.
"You see, it was really the twins who lived, although everyone thought I had died. I was then put up for adoption later after some muggles found me, and have been going to Drumstrang for the last oh so many years. Just recently it was discovered that I was alive and well and am just now going to Hogwarts." She said this really calmly too.
"Er, I think I'm accepting it all, but do you have proof?" Harry didn't want to be the object of a joke.
"Look at my forehead..." She said. Harry glanced at it. There, he could see a slight trace of a lightining bolt scar.
"Huh, so you're right I'm guessing..." Harry was taking this in easily, he had experience at these kind of things..
"Yeah, I am, so now that we've cleared that up let's just talk like we've known each other forever, m'kay?" She laughed again. Then looked around a little, "Deary me, snobbish Slytherin at 3:00, approaching now..." She guestured behind Harry, and he noticed that Draco Malfoy was heading his way.
"Ah, 'tis Potty and the Weasel right here and now, what do you know..." He trailed off, smirking.
"Hey Drace..." said a voice behind him, causing him to stumble forward.
"NYAH!" He then straightened himself up and looked behind him. Blu was standing there, gazing at him. "Did you just call me Drace?" He asked her, obviously annoyed.
"Well, yeah..." She trailed off.
"Don't call me that, and how many times do I have to tell you don't sneek up on me that way!" He was waving his arms at her, then stopped, turned around, and sighed, "When will she ever learn..." He then saw Vie, "Violet! What are you doing here with all this scum anyways? I thought you had better taste..." He sneered.
"Oh, I do Draco, it's just that there was something about that infernal racket she was playing that bewitched my ears to have to hear it somehow...But I'm alright now, shall we be off?" She arose from her kneeling postion and took his hand.
"Yes, I do believe that hanging out with this kind of vermon really damages your health, come now..." They then strode off, Blu eyeing Draco in a strange way. As they left, Chelsea turned towards Kaila.
"So how did you get to be such a good and entertaining drama queen?"
"Oh, practice..." Kaila replied, laughing as. Ron looked at Harry.
"Harry, we really ought to get going, and maybe check on Hermione..."
"Oh, alright, Summer? Harriet? Care to join?"
"Sure," Summer replied, beginning to pack her things.
"I'll go too, might as well, don't have anything else to do..." Harriet got up, Summer following, slinging a bag over her shoulder. They then set off towards the Hospital Wing, Summer humming to herself as she went. As they left, Blu looked around, then rushed off in the direction Draco and Vie had went. So now the only sound was of Summer's humming, which grew into singing.
"Night after night, who treats you right?
Baby it's the Guitar man..." And trailed off.