Chapter 38
Sniff, sniff. It's almost over. How sad.
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"I'm so relieved to find you all safe," said Dumbledore. "I can't believe Voldermort DARED to enter one of the girl's dormitories, to have a meeting. Christina, I really must thank you. You're so brave. How on EARTH did you manage to kill both Voldermort AND the Basilisk?"
The snoring stopped.
Christina looked up abruptly.
"Huh?" she said. "What's happening?"
Dumbledore looked quite annoyed, but, nonetheless, repeated the question.
"How should I know?" shrugged Christina. "Ask Angeline. She's the genius." And with that, she went back to sleep, her head resting on Harry's shoulder.
How sweet.
A few months later....
The Great Hall All the students
"And with all that finished, I would like to make several announcements," said Dumbledore. "Firstly, there are four great ladies in our midst. I would like to announce....the heir of Slytherin!"
An excited murmur went through the hall, and all eyes turned to fix themselves upon Michelle and Draco Malfoy.
"I reckon it's the new girl," whispered some.
"No way! She may be bad, but when Draco plays dirty, he PLAYS DIRTY," replied others.
There was a brief silence, as the hall held its breath.
Then....
"Miss Leanne Tran. Please stand up," said Dumbledore.
There was a shocked stillness, before the hall erupted into noise.
"WHAT?!" screamed every single person in the room.
Meanwhile, blushing, Leanne stood.
"Secondly, the heir of Hufflepuff," continued Dumbledore, once the hall had settled.
Every eye in the room was riveted on Leanne.
"Miss Angeline Tan, please stand!"
"HUH?!" gasped everyone.
Her mouth open in shock and horror, Angeline stood, gasping along with the rest of the room.
"It can't be!" she wailed, amongst all the noise. "This is not logical! It's WRONG!" Then, burying her scarlet face in her hands, Angeline burst into tears.
"Heir of Ravenclaw," said Dumbledore.
Uncertainly, people turned to look at Vanessa, whilst others glanced at Artemis.
"Miss Christina Hodkinson!"
"Huh?" said Christina. "I don't get it."
"You're meant to stand," the girl beside her whispered.
"Oh. Am I?" Christina stood, scratching her head, and looking very confused.
"And finally, the heir of Gryffindor!" beamed Dumbledore.
There was no mistake this time. Everyone was staring directly at Harry.
"Miss Victoria Lui! Please stand!" smiled Dumbledore.
Looking around nervously, Victoria stood.
She was greeted by much 'booing' and hissing, from the hall.
"SIDDOWN, GIRL!" yelled George. "AND GET UP, HARRY!"
"Now, now, Mr Weasley," said Dumbledore, sternly. "We must give all our heirs as much appreciation as possible. I DID, after all, say 'ladies' in case you were not listening?"
George shrugged, and muttered something under his breath. He had changed, since his brother's death. No longer cheerful and mischievous, he was now sullen and sober. Beside him, Angelina patted his arm, soothingly.
"Thank you. You may all leave now," said Dumbledore, stepping down from the stage.
Silently, the hall was emptied, as child after child after child asked each other....
"What the hell is wrong with our headmaster?"
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Sniff, sniff. It's almost over. How sad.
*
"I'm so relieved to find you all safe," said Dumbledore. "I can't believe Voldermort DARED to enter one of the girl's dormitories, to have a meeting. Christina, I really must thank you. You're so brave. How on EARTH did you manage to kill both Voldermort AND the Basilisk?"
The snoring stopped.
Christina looked up abruptly.
"Huh?" she said. "What's happening?"
Dumbledore looked quite annoyed, but, nonetheless, repeated the question.
"How should I know?" shrugged Christina. "Ask Angeline. She's the genius." And with that, she went back to sleep, her head resting on Harry's shoulder.
How sweet.
A few months later....
The Great Hall All the students
"And with all that finished, I would like to make several announcements," said Dumbledore. "Firstly, there are four great ladies in our midst. I would like to announce....the heir of Slytherin!"
An excited murmur went through the hall, and all eyes turned to fix themselves upon Michelle and Draco Malfoy.
"I reckon it's the new girl," whispered some.
"No way! She may be bad, but when Draco plays dirty, he PLAYS DIRTY," replied others.
There was a brief silence, as the hall held its breath.
Then....
"Miss Leanne Tran. Please stand up," said Dumbledore.
There was a shocked stillness, before the hall erupted into noise.
"WHAT?!" screamed every single person in the room.
Meanwhile, blushing, Leanne stood.
"Secondly, the heir of Hufflepuff," continued Dumbledore, once the hall had settled.
Every eye in the room was riveted on Leanne.
"Miss Angeline Tan, please stand!"
"HUH?!" gasped everyone.
Her mouth open in shock and horror, Angeline stood, gasping along with the rest of the room.
"It can't be!" she wailed, amongst all the noise. "This is not logical! It's WRONG!" Then, burying her scarlet face in her hands, Angeline burst into tears.
"Heir of Ravenclaw," said Dumbledore.
Uncertainly, people turned to look at Vanessa, whilst others glanced at Artemis.
"Miss Christina Hodkinson!"
"Huh?" said Christina. "I don't get it."
"You're meant to stand," the girl beside her whispered.
"Oh. Am I?" Christina stood, scratching her head, and looking very confused.
"And finally, the heir of Gryffindor!" beamed Dumbledore.
There was no mistake this time. Everyone was staring directly at Harry.
"Miss Victoria Lui! Please stand!" smiled Dumbledore.
Looking around nervously, Victoria stood.
She was greeted by much 'booing' and hissing, from the hall.
"SIDDOWN, GIRL!" yelled George. "AND GET UP, HARRY!"
"Now, now, Mr Weasley," said Dumbledore, sternly. "We must give all our heirs as much appreciation as possible. I DID, after all, say 'ladies' in case you were not listening?"
George shrugged, and muttered something under his breath. He had changed, since his brother's death. No longer cheerful and mischievous, he was now sullen and sober. Beside him, Angelina patted his arm, soothingly.
"Thank you. You may all leave now," said Dumbledore, stepping down from the stage.
Silently, the hall was emptied, as child after child after child asked each other....
"What the hell is wrong with our headmaster?"
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