Travels Through a Mirror
Part 4
By Songbreeze and AlantisB
Disclaimer: We don't own 'em! Quit rubbin' it in!
...Talking in Japanese...
"...Talking in English..."
'...Thinking in any language...'
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A Slytherin boy of about 15 with white blonde hair and cold steel grey eyes looked across at the Gryffindor table. His name was Malfoy, Draco Malfoy and when looked across to the table, he closed in on Weasel, Potty and Mudblood, then at the three new transfer students.
The first one looked stonic. He had copper hair and jungle green eyes. 'Hmm. It seems he doesn't want people to know that he has emotion, let alone what he's feeling.' The second boy had an aura of purity and innocence. With his platinum blonde hair and his ocean blue eyes, he looked like one of the angels portrayed by the muggle painter, Michaelangelo. 'Hmm. He is beautiful and so full of purity and innocence. Although, I can't, for the life of me understand why he wasn't put in Huffelpuff...' The third boy had sparkling amethyst eyes and a yard long braid. He seemed to be an exuberant person, but he had an underlying aura of death and destruction. The beauty of this boy, Duo, stunned Draco. Keeping an eye on him, Draco settled down and ate his meal.
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As ten o'clock was nearing, many students, including Ron and Harry had retired to their Common Rooms. "Um, excuse me, Miss Hermione," asked the platinum blonde boy.
"Yes, Quatre," replied the bushy haired girl.
"Where about is our Common Room?"
"Oh goodness! You weren't told?"
"No miss, we were only told to come here." Said Quatre.
"Oh well, follow me. We are in the same house, however Harry and Ron will show you to your room."
"Thank you most kindly, Miss Hermione."
"You're welcome Quatre, but please, call me Hermione." Hermione said, almost giggling aloud at his politeness. 'If only Harry and Ron had such manners.' She thought wistfully.
"Very well M... Hermione." Said Quatre as he corrected himself.
Quatre, Trowa, Duo, and Hermione all got up, from the long oak table and headed out the left exit. Walking down the long stone corridor, past the suits of armour and numerous painting, the three boys almost ran into Hermione as she stopped in front of a painting of a large dark-haired lady, in a purple dress on a pink background.
"Hey, babe?" Duo asked. "You do know that this is a painting, right?"
"Well, of course I'm a painting? What else would I be? A suit of armour?" Asked the painting.
"What the hell?" Shouted Duo. "H-how can you talk?"
Hermione looked as if she was about to explode with laughter. Sneaking a look at Trowa and Quatre, she was delighted to see a slackened jawed Quatre staring at the painting. However, much to her disappointment, Trowa's face was still impassive. Frowning slightly, she told the boys, "Yea, it's a painting. She covers the entrance to our Common Room. We have to tell her the password in order to get in."
At just the right moment, the Fat Lady asked, "Password?"
"Flubberworm." Said Hermione. The boys watched in amazement as the Fat Lady swung upwards, revelling a rounded corridor that led to the Gryffindor Common Room. "Well, what are you waiting for?" She asked Quatre, Duo and Trowa as she climbed in to the hole. Without a second thought, Duo followed her however Trowa and Quatre were a little more cautious about following Hermione.
When Trowa, Quatre, and Duo stepped out of the portrait hole, they were amazed at the sight that lay before their eyes.
The Gryffindor Common Room was a large room with two stairways at the back. The room was hexagonal in shape and on the far wall there was on large staircase that split into two different staircases that went to the left and the right.
On the centre wall to the right there was a great stone hearth with a large magenta banner above it. The banner sported only the word Gryffindor in gold alongside a golden Griffin. The hearth had a large roaring orange, red and yellow fire, spreading a warm glow throughout the room. Around the fire were many over-stuffed magenta chairs with magenta and golden throw pillows. There were also three couches of the same decor.
On the opposite wall of the hearth there was a large carved oak table with many plush chairs. From the centre of the ceiling there was a large candelabra. Along the wall there were many torches, as well as up the staircase.
The floor of the Common Room was a deep honey coloured oak. Many rugs of different sizes were placed along the hardwood floor.
Hermione smiled at the three boys, two gaping like fish while the other remained impassive. "Quatre, Duo, Trowa? You rooms are this way." She said as she crossed the room.
Quatre was the to come out of his stupor. He quickly grabbed Duo's hand and pulled him across the room to where Hermione was standing. "Which stair case do we go up?" The blonde boy asked.
"You three will go up the staircase to the left. There is a dormitory with the plaque: Fifth Year Boys, on it. I guess, since you have no luggage, that you three just choose one of the beds, that isn't occupied, and, well, crash."
"Thanks babe!" Duo said, flipping his braid over his shoulder as he climbed up the stairs, while Trowa bowed slightly and followed the braided boy.
"Thank you very much, Hermione," Said Quatre as he place a kiss on the back of her hand.
Hermione blushed and stammered her thanks as Quatre turned and climbed up the large staircase. Whispering "Goodnight," she turned and went to her bedroom.
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The room the three pilots were staying in look like it had come out of a fairytale. The large rectangular room had a bathroom at the opposite wall to that of the door. The walls were large and made of stone. Near the bathroom there was a large hearth, almost identical to the one in the Common Room.
The room contained eight large poster beds. Each had maroon draped and silk maroon sheets with maroon and gold duvets. Three regular pillows, three throw pillows and a single body pillow, all covered in maroon silk, adorned each bed.
The four beds on the left side of the door were already taken, as was the bed closed to the bedroom on the right side.
The Gundam pilots chose the three beds on the right side. Duo on the end closest to the bathroom, then Quatre in the middle bed and Trowa on the outside, closest to the door. Even though they were safe, Trowa acted like the mercenary solider he was, and forever will be. Quatre supposed that he chose that bed so that he could escape if necessary.
Quatre sighed wearily as he sat on his bed, stripped down to his boxers and climbed into bed. Whispering "Good Night" to his comrades and to Harry and Ron, he drifted into a fitful sleep.
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Quatre's Dream:
It was dark. There was no other way to describe it. He was in a large circular room. It was very cold in the room and it was made entirely of stone and wood. Slowly, Quatre got to his feet and walked over to the staircase. As quietly as he could, Quatre climbed up the stairs and gasped at the site before his eyes.
There was a man in the middle of this new room. He was rather old. He had the appearance of a seventy-year-old man, only he seemed to have the spirit of a man no older than fifty. The man stood over a large iron cauldron which contained a bubbling acidic green potion. Quatre could hear the man as he spoke.
"Oh, Ancient Gods of Magic! I, Merlin, beseech you! Please come forth and let this mirror of Erised be your gateway. Let this mirror hold the power to bring you warriors of Innocence, Death and Silence to save a past in peril. Let them travel back, with their steeds. Let them save us all!" As Merlin finished saying the incantation, he took the mirror to his left and placed it into the cauldron. As soon as the mirror was completely covered in the green fluid, a bright white light shone, blinding Quatre.
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Professor Trelawney woke up with a start. Reaching for her thick glasses, she sat up, retrieved her shall and headed out of her living quarters and straight to the Headmaster's bedroom.
Part 4
By Songbreeze and AlantisB
Disclaimer: We don't own 'em! Quit rubbin' it in!
...Talking in Japanese...
"...Talking in English..."
'...Thinking in any language...'
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A Slytherin boy of about 15 with white blonde hair and cold steel grey eyes looked across at the Gryffindor table. His name was Malfoy, Draco Malfoy and when looked across to the table, he closed in on Weasel, Potty and Mudblood, then at the three new transfer students.
The first one looked stonic. He had copper hair and jungle green eyes. 'Hmm. It seems he doesn't want people to know that he has emotion, let alone what he's feeling.' The second boy had an aura of purity and innocence. With his platinum blonde hair and his ocean blue eyes, he looked like one of the angels portrayed by the muggle painter, Michaelangelo. 'Hmm. He is beautiful and so full of purity and innocence. Although, I can't, for the life of me understand why he wasn't put in Huffelpuff...' The third boy had sparkling amethyst eyes and a yard long braid. He seemed to be an exuberant person, but he had an underlying aura of death and destruction. The beauty of this boy, Duo, stunned Draco. Keeping an eye on him, Draco settled down and ate his meal.
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As ten o'clock was nearing, many students, including Ron and Harry had retired to their Common Rooms. "Um, excuse me, Miss Hermione," asked the platinum blonde boy.
"Yes, Quatre," replied the bushy haired girl.
"Where about is our Common Room?"
"Oh goodness! You weren't told?"
"No miss, we were only told to come here." Said Quatre.
"Oh well, follow me. We are in the same house, however Harry and Ron will show you to your room."
"Thank you most kindly, Miss Hermione."
"You're welcome Quatre, but please, call me Hermione." Hermione said, almost giggling aloud at his politeness. 'If only Harry and Ron had such manners.' She thought wistfully.
"Very well M... Hermione." Said Quatre as he corrected himself.
Quatre, Trowa, Duo, and Hermione all got up, from the long oak table and headed out the left exit. Walking down the long stone corridor, past the suits of armour and numerous painting, the three boys almost ran into Hermione as she stopped in front of a painting of a large dark-haired lady, in a purple dress on a pink background.
"Hey, babe?" Duo asked. "You do know that this is a painting, right?"
"Well, of course I'm a painting? What else would I be? A suit of armour?" Asked the painting.
"What the hell?" Shouted Duo. "H-how can you talk?"
Hermione looked as if she was about to explode with laughter. Sneaking a look at Trowa and Quatre, she was delighted to see a slackened jawed Quatre staring at the painting. However, much to her disappointment, Trowa's face was still impassive. Frowning slightly, she told the boys, "Yea, it's a painting. She covers the entrance to our Common Room. We have to tell her the password in order to get in."
At just the right moment, the Fat Lady asked, "Password?"
"Flubberworm." Said Hermione. The boys watched in amazement as the Fat Lady swung upwards, revelling a rounded corridor that led to the Gryffindor Common Room. "Well, what are you waiting for?" She asked Quatre, Duo and Trowa as she climbed in to the hole. Without a second thought, Duo followed her however Trowa and Quatre were a little more cautious about following Hermione.
When Trowa, Quatre, and Duo stepped out of the portrait hole, they were amazed at the sight that lay before their eyes.
The Gryffindor Common Room was a large room with two stairways at the back. The room was hexagonal in shape and on the far wall there was on large staircase that split into two different staircases that went to the left and the right.
On the centre wall to the right there was a great stone hearth with a large magenta banner above it. The banner sported only the word Gryffindor in gold alongside a golden Griffin. The hearth had a large roaring orange, red and yellow fire, spreading a warm glow throughout the room. Around the fire were many over-stuffed magenta chairs with magenta and golden throw pillows. There were also three couches of the same decor.
On the opposite wall of the hearth there was a large carved oak table with many plush chairs. From the centre of the ceiling there was a large candelabra. Along the wall there were many torches, as well as up the staircase.
The floor of the Common Room was a deep honey coloured oak. Many rugs of different sizes were placed along the hardwood floor.
Hermione smiled at the three boys, two gaping like fish while the other remained impassive. "Quatre, Duo, Trowa? You rooms are this way." She said as she crossed the room.
Quatre was the to come out of his stupor. He quickly grabbed Duo's hand and pulled him across the room to where Hermione was standing. "Which stair case do we go up?" The blonde boy asked.
"You three will go up the staircase to the left. There is a dormitory with the plaque: Fifth Year Boys, on it. I guess, since you have no luggage, that you three just choose one of the beds, that isn't occupied, and, well, crash."
"Thanks babe!" Duo said, flipping his braid over his shoulder as he climbed up the stairs, while Trowa bowed slightly and followed the braided boy.
"Thank you very much, Hermione," Said Quatre as he place a kiss on the back of her hand.
Hermione blushed and stammered her thanks as Quatre turned and climbed up the large staircase. Whispering "Goodnight," she turned and went to her bedroom.
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The room the three pilots were staying in look like it had come out of a fairytale. The large rectangular room had a bathroom at the opposite wall to that of the door. The walls were large and made of stone. Near the bathroom there was a large hearth, almost identical to the one in the Common Room.
The room contained eight large poster beds. Each had maroon draped and silk maroon sheets with maroon and gold duvets. Three regular pillows, three throw pillows and a single body pillow, all covered in maroon silk, adorned each bed.
The four beds on the left side of the door were already taken, as was the bed closed to the bedroom on the right side.
The Gundam pilots chose the three beds on the right side. Duo on the end closest to the bathroom, then Quatre in the middle bed and Trowa on the outside, closest to the door. Even though they were safe, Trowa acted like the mercenary solider he was, and forever will be. Quatre supposed that he chose that bed so that he could escape if necessary.
Quatre sighed wearily as he sat on his bed, stripped down to his boxers and climbed into bed. Whispering "Good Night" to his comrades and to Harry and Ron, he drifted into a fitful sleep.
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Quatre's Dream:
It was dark. There was no other way to describe it. He was in a large circular room. It was very cold in the room and it was made entirely of stone and wood. Slowly, Quatre got to his feet and walked over to the staircase. As quietly as he could, Quatre climbed up the stairs and gasped at the site before his eyes.
There was a man in the middle of this new room. He was rather old. He had the appearance of a seventy-year-old man, only he seemed to have the spirit of a man no older than fifty. The man stood over a large iron cauldron which contained a bubbling acidic green potion. Quatre could hear the man as he spoke.
"Oh, Ancient Gods of Magic! I, Merlin, beseech you! Please come forth and let this mirror of Erised be your gateway. Let this mirror hold the power to bring you warriors of Innocence, Death and Silence to save a past in peril. Let them travel back, with their steeds. Let them save us all!" As Merlin finished saying the incantation, he took the mirror to his left and placed it into the cauldron. As soon as the mirror was completely covered in the green fluid, a bright white light shone, blinding Quatre.
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Professor Trelawney woke up with a start. Reaching for her thick glasses, she sat up, retrieved her shall and headed out of her living quarters and straight to the Headmaster's bedroom.