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Dates to Remember.
December 21st, 1970
Gemini sat by the fire she had lit, holding the carefully wrapped parcel she had got for James 'hopefully everyone else, or at least the people who listen, have got me and James pressies now, 'stead of Christmas-time' she thought. "It's three-am, Gemini!" Cindy walked into the common room. "You're up too!" "I woke up and you were gone, so I came looking for you." "Did you get me a pressie?" "What for?" Cinders asked, half asleep. "Yule, idiot!" Gem explained that she was part of a pagan faith that didn't celebrate Christmas or Easter, "But you can get me presents then too, if you like!" Cindy just shrugged, and walked back up to bed. Gem laughed, getting up early was a speciality of hers, a talent she shared with Sirius, who woke up an hour later. At precisely four-fifteen, he walked in, threw a small box at Gemini and said, "What are we going to do now then?" "We could play everything we can think of, loudly, and stop whispering, so everyone else gets up too." After an hour, (including three games of Exploding Snap, a game of Wizard's Chess and several strange competitions, including whose Filibuster firework could travel the farthest), the pair had woken two third years, Krystal and a prefect who told them to go back to bed. Then, at about six o'clock, James walked in and told them to "shut up, it's not morning y-" but he was cut short by Gem, who threw the parcel she had been holding in his direction. "Fine." During breakfast, four large owls flew in, carrying two parcels between all of them; one parcel fell into Gemini's lap, and one into James'. Gem opened her parcel. Inside was a small clear bag containing what Gem knew to be Dreamer's Dust. A while ago, when she was about nine, Sirius had told her everything about it and warned her that if she put the stuff anywhere near him, she would wake up in the morning with purple hair. Naturally, she tipped some of the glittering powder into his breakfast. Gem shuffled through the rest of the parcel, most of it was food. And a note, Gem knew that loopy handwriting to be Penny-her mother's.
"Merry meets, my little Gemstone," the letter read, "how are you?
Your Uncle Tom has returned from his travels, he has changed, to the point that he is unrecognisable. He is a very powerful wizard, a decent match, even, for Dumbledore. I don't trust him, and I don't want you to trust him either, Gemini. He now wants to be called by his nickname from school. It is a re-arrangement of his own name, I remember him sitting in a corner in the orphanage; parchment and quill in his hand, sorting the letters. To think he got a decent nickname from "T O M-M A R V O L O-R I D D L E" quite clever, really. He wants followers. The gods only know what for! Other than that he wants to become "the greatest wizard of all time". Trust me, a cat's lure will weasel anything out of anyone! Blessed be, Penny PS Big Ears is eager to escape; maybe he misses the three of you?"
Gem smiled as she folded the letter, giggled at Sirius, who had fallen asleep in his breakfast, and slipped out of the Great hall. As she walked up to the Owlery, remembering her uncle, Tom, the same thought was running through her head... 'This is not good news!'
~*~
December 22nd, 1970
Gemini was woken up in the morning by three screams. "What!" Gem did not want to be woken up especially at-she looked at her watch...11am('far out', she thought)!!! As she fingered her hair, she realised it was green. "Oh," she sighed, melodramatically, "he promised it would be purple." "Who did it?" that was Cinders, she had blue hair, Embers had bright yellow hair. Gem looked at Lily, her hair had hardly changed; it was a little more scarlet than before. "Sirius, he did it, I mean... Oh yeah!" Gemini said, as she made a realisation, "I'm cunning!" everyone just burst into giggles. Still laughing (although now it was at the question of why would anyone want to colour Lily's hair red, when it always was) the girls walked down to the Great hall for breakfast, only to find that it was actually lunchtime by then. * *~ * * The rest of the afternoon was spent outside, near the lake. Everyone was talking about nothing in particular. Gem, who was trying to avoid sitting in a large bush of prickles, felt a sharp pain in her finger, not unlike a bee-sting. She looked at her left pinkie, two small red dots had appeared on one side. For something so small, it stung like anything! Gem dismissed the thought from her mind and carried on listening to the argument over which broomstick brand was best. But she couldn't listen; it was too hot, far too hot, it wasn't even that sunny. And she had a headache. "Gem?" Cindy leaned over to her. "Yeah." "Your fingers bleeding." "Hmm." "Are you ok?" "I just have a headache, I'll be right." "Ok." "Doxy" James called. The twins (Cindy and Em) squealed, like they'd just seen a wasp. "Oh." Gem said, or rather croaked, her throat was sore, and felt like it was closing up altogether. Cinders instantly put two and two together. "Gem," she said, "Do you think you should, maybe, go up to the hospital wing?" Gemini nodded, she couldn't speak; she could barely breath. And as she stood up, she just swayed on the spot, and collapsed. The next thing she knew, she was in the hospital wing being forced, by Madam Pomfrey, to take a rather evil tasting potion. Evidently, it took the pain away in her head; now she could see who was surrounding her, most of the first year Gryffindors.
January 15, 1971
Gem walked into the Entrance Hall to see a large group of second year girls crowded around a noticeboard. Krystal turned around and saw Gemini. "You'll never guess what!" she yelled over, "Scarlet Fire is auditioning for new, second year members!" "Scarlet fire being.?" "The band, you donut! You know about Angel's band, right?" "Nup," although Gem didn't seem too enthusiastic, she was planning on going anyway, to watch that Slytherin bitch, Pleiades Grey, make a fool of herself, and of course, to support Kristy!
Dates to Remember.
December 21st, 1970
Gemini sat by the fire she had lit, holding the carefully wrapped parcel she had got for James 'hopefully everyone else, or at least the people who listen, have got me and James pressies now, 'stead of Christmas-time' she thought. "It's three-am, Gemini!" Cindy walked into the common room. "You're up too!" "I woke up and you were gone, so I came looking for you." "Did you get me a pressie?" "What for?" Cinders asked, half asleep. "Yule, idiot!" Gem explained that she was part of a pagan faith that didn't celebrate Christmas or Easter, "But you can get me presents then too, if you like!" Cindy just shrugged, and walked back up to bed. Gem laughed, getting up early was a speciality of hers, a talent she shared with Sirius, who woke up an hour later. At precisely four-fifteen, he walked in, threw a small box at Gemini and said, "What are we going to do now then?" "We could play everything we can think of, loudly, and stop whispering, so everyone else gets up too." After an hour, (including three games of Exploding Snap, a game of Wizard's Chess and several strange competitions, including whose Filibuster firework could travel the farthest), the pair had woken two third years, Krystal and a prefect who told them to go back to bed. Then, at about six o'clock, James walked in and told them to "shut up, it's not morning y-" but he was cut short by Gem, who threw the parcel she had been holding in his direction. "Fine." During breakfast, four large owls flew in, carrying two parcels between all of them; one parcel fell into Gemini's lap, and one into James'. Gem opened her parcel. Inside was a small clear bag containing what Gem knew to be Dreamer's Dust. A while ago, when she was about nine, Sirius had told her everything about it and warned her that if she put the stuff anywhere near him, she would wake up in the morning with purple hair. Naturally, she tipped some of the glittering powder into his breakfast. Gem shuffled through the rest of the parcel, most of it was food. And a note, Gem knew that loopy handwriting to be Penny-her mother's.
"Merry meets, my little Gemstone," the letter read, "how are you?
Your Uncle Tom has returned from his travels, he has changed, to the point that he is unrecognisable. He is a very powerful wizard, a decent match, even, for Dumbledore. I don't trust him, and I don't want you to trust him either, Gemini. He now wants to be called by his nickname from school. It is a re-arrangement of his own name, I remember him sitting in a corner in the orphanage; parchment and quill in his hand, sorting the letters. To think he got a decent nickname from "T O M-M A R V O L O-R I D D L E" quite clever, really. He wants followers. The gods only know what for! Other than that he wants to become "the greatest wizard of all time". Trust me, a cat's lure will weasel anything out of anyone! Blessed be, Penny PS Big Ears is eager to escape; maybe he misses the three of you?"
Gem smiled as she folded the letter, giggled at Sirius, who had fallen asleep in his breakfast, and slipped out of the Great hall. As she walked up to the Owlery, remembering her uncle, Tom, the same thought was running through her head... 'This is not good news!'
~*~
December 22nd, 1970
Gemini was woken up in the morning by three screams. "What!" Gem did not want to be woken up especially at-she looked at her watch...11am('far out', she thought)!!! As she fingered her hair, she realised it was green. "Oh," she sighed, melodramatically, "he promised it would be purple." "Who did it?" that was Cinders, she had blue hair, Embers had bright yellow hair. Gem looked at Lily, her hair had hardly changed; it was a little more scarlet than before. "Sirius, he did it, I mean... Oh yeah!" Gemini said, as she made a realisation, "I'm cunning!" everyone just burst into giggles. Still laughing (although now it was at the question of why would anyone want to colour Lily's hair red, when it always was) the girls walked down to the Great hall for breakfast, only to find that it was actually lunchtime by then. * *~ * * The rest of the afternoon was spent outside, near the lake. Everyone was talking about nothing in particular. Gem, who was trying to avoid sitting in a large bush of prickles, felt a sharp pain in her finger, not unlike a bee-sting. She looked at her left pinkie, two small red dots had appeared on one side. For something so small, it stung like anything! Gem dismissed the thought from her mind and carried on listening to the argument over which broomstick brand was best. But she couldn't listen; it was too hot, far too hot, it wasn't even that sunny. And she had a headache. "Gem?" Cindy leaned over to her. "Yeah." "Your fingers bleeding." "Hmm." "Are you ok?" "I just have a headache, I'll be right." "Ok." "Doxy" James called. The twins (Cindy and Em) squealed, like they'd just seen a wasp. "Oh." Gem said, or rather croaked, her throat was sore, and felt like it was closing up altogether. Cinders instantly put two and two together. "Gem," she said, "Do you think you should, maybe, go up to the hospital wing?" Gemini nodded, she couldn't speak; she could barely breath. And as she stood up, she just swayed on the spot, and collapsed. The next thing she knew, she was in the hospital wing being forced, by Madam Pomfrey, to take a rather evil tasting potion. Evidently, it took the pain away in her head; now she could see who was surrounding her, most of the first year Gryffindors.
January 15, 1971
Gem walked into the Entrance Hall to see a large group of second year girls crowded around a noticeboard. Krystal turned around and saw Gemini. "You'll never guess what!" she yelled over, "Scarlet Fire is auditioning for new, second year members!" "Scarlet fire being.?" "The band, you donut! You know about Angel's band, right?" "Nup," although Gem didn't seem too enthusiastic, she was planning on going anyway, to watch that Slytherin bitch, Pleiades Grey, make a fool of herself, and of course, to support Kristy!