(READ THIS IS IMPORTANT!!!!!) Cloak*and*Dagger: Hi everyone! Sorry about
the slight delay with this chapter. You see I was typing this the day after
the last chapter was posted on my sister's laptop. Well of course I was in
the family room, and my sister decided to put Oklahoma on. Well there I was
watching the movie, and typing. Needless to say progress was slow. Then it
happened. The computer froze, and I didn't have anything saved!!! I was
depressed, but I'm better now. The other reason I'm typing this is to let
you know that I will not be able to post again until somewhere around the
11th. I'm going on a *grumble, grumble* road trip, against my will. *Sigh*
So I guess this is the last time I see you until after I get back. Oh and I
added a flashback, but they are formatted weird. You see it as if it is a
peak inside a memory, not an actual dream or flashback, so we see it but
Jamie may not remember it. I'd also like to say that I'm sorry if this
chapter comes off weird, but I'm influenced by the music I listen to, and
right now my headphones are playing the soundtrack from the movie Hook.
I'll have you know that the Harry Potter soundtrack and the Hook soundtrack
were both written by John Williams.
Author's Response:
Jade and Wendy: So you like my story enough to stick with it this far, eh? Well THANK YOU!! I AM ETERNALLY GREATFULL!!!!!! Hehehe you'll have to wait and see what Salazar and Dumbledor were talking about!!! Oh the suspense!!!!!!
Emilia: I don't like Jamie's mother either, but heck I don't anyone is supposed to. Hehe you'll have to wait to find out why he's there, but honestly even if there wasn't a reason do you think Dumbledor could stop him? He helped make the school after all, therefore it is one fourth his. I can just picture Salazar with a giant chainsaw, trying to cut off his fourth of the school. Hehehe so you liked my common room? I'm told that I should be an architect, but that was more of a decorating job, wasn't it? Oh well. Enjoy the chapter!!!!!!
Pearl of Wisdom #3: "If a man deceives me once, shame on him; if twice, shame on me." (^_~ ...That one is my favorite)
Disclaimer: I do not own Drop Dead Fred or Harry Potter. I'm also sorry to say that this chapter may not be as cool as I originally intended *Dodges as things are thrown at her* Hahaha YOU MISSED ME! *Runs in terror as a mob with pitchforks and torches comes after her*
Chapter8: Professor Riddle.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Flashback Thing~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The small light-blue painted room was dark, and in the center of the room was a child, fast asleep. Quietly the wind ruffled the tree branches outside of the window. Suddenly the dim over-head light/nightlight turned on. Slowly, in her sleep, the child rolled onto her back.
Silently, from behind her pillow, a hand appeared, and crept carefully across her pillow. Quick as lightning the hand slapped the girl in the middle of the forehead. Startled she sat up and put her hands to her stinging head.
"I-is anyone there?" the frightened toddler called out. Her only reply was a quiet chuckle, as the nightlight turned back off. Again the wind blew, but this time in the room, even though the bay window was closed.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~End Flashback Thing~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Jamie was the first of the girls up. Slowly she got ready, and by the time she was done the other girls had rolled out of bed (Salazar: Literally! They rolled right out of bed, and straight onto the floor.) She quietly walked down to the common room to wait for the other first years. Anne (Anastasia) was the second person to join her, the first being Salazar, who looked as though he had eaten five pounds of pixie stix when he came bouncing up the stairs. After several minutes of him bouncing on the sofa, Jamie was finally annoyed enough to snap, "Why are you always so bloody perky?"
The only thing that he was able to do was grin, before one of the, recently gathered, first years asked, "Jamie, you know him? What's his name?"
Jamie growled in frustration, but Salazar smirked and replied, "I'm Salazar Lyther, 6th year prefect/student teacher."
"Student teacher?" Amelie (a first year girl, her name is pronounced 'Awm-e- lay') asked.
"I'm a genius, you know. There are a lot of things that I know, that even the 7th years haven't learned yet, so you see there are a lot of classes I don't need to take anymore. So whenever I'm not in class I'm helping one of the Professors with their first and second years." He was oo-ed and awe-ed over for a minute, before Jamie grabbed his arm and dragged him to a corner of the common room, muttering, "Gimme a minute," to her friends, and "Come on space cadet," to Salazar.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" she growled. "Listen, and listen good, because I'm only going to say this once! Stay away from me! If you keep on hanging around me I swear I'll tell one of the teachers on you!"
"Jamie?" someone asked, placing their hand on her shoulder.
Quickly she turned around to face the owner of the hand. It was Lucius. "We're going down to the Great Hall now."
"Oh, ok, just give one minute to wrap things up with Psycho Boy."
Lucius's face looked blank, and above all confused. "Who? Do you mean Salazar?" He looked behind Jamie, "I don't see him anywhere," he raised an eyebrow bemusedly. "Come on," he said, leading her to the exit, with his hand still on her shoulder. ************************************************************************ Halfway through breakfast the timetables were passed out.
"Awww darn! Defense Against the Dark Arts first!" Severus sighed, somewhat melodramatically.
"Why? What were you hoping for?" Anne asked him.
"Potions, I was pretty good at chemistry back at my muggle day school, I figure this won't be too different. What about you, what did you want first?"
"Transfiguration, I think it sounds cool," Anne replied.
"Charms," Lucius said through a mouthful of toast, "is much better."
"Eww. Swallow then talk," Jamie said giggling.
He finished chewing, then "Better? So what about you? We shared, now it's your turn."
Jamie thought for a moment, and finally came upon, "Astronomy, I love the stars!"
The conversation went on for a while, with some of the other first years sharing, and a couple of the second years telling them what classes were fun, and what teachers to look out for. For example: "You'll have to watch out for Riddle. He's a tough teacher, but at least he knows what he's doing. He can be pretty cool though, you just don't want to get on his bad side, because trust me once you're there you can never come back to his good side."
The conversations were shortly ended by Jamie looking down at her watch, and saying "If we intend on finding our way to class on time, then we had better get going!" ************************************************************************ They arrived without a moment to spare. Quickly they walked in and picked a couple of seats towards to front of the classroom.
"Good day, students. I am Professor Riddle," he said stepping out of a conveniently shadowed corner. He was tall and thin with pale skin, sharp icy blue eyes, and thick black hair. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
Cloak*and*Dagger: Yeah, yeah, yeah it was short, again. I know. But as an added bonus I'm going to give you the summary from Drop Dead Fred. And don't worry, I'll probably end up typing another chapter tonight, or tomorrow, so all is not lost!
Drop Dead Fred: Every kid has an imaginary friend. Only Elizabeth isn't a kid anymore and Drop Dead Fred is anything but imaginary! With a haircut this bad, he has to be real- and his mischief has Elizabeth in big trouble!
I'm not giving you the rest; you'll just have to rent it to find out!
Author's Response:
Jade and Wendy: So you like my story enough to stick with it this far, eh? Well THANK YOU!! I AM ETERNALLY GREATFULL!!!!!! Hehehe you'll have to wait and see what Salazar and Dumbledor were talking about!!! Oh the suspense!!!!!!
Emilia: I don't like Jamie's mother either, but heck I don't anyone is supposed to. Hehe you'll have to wait to find out why he's there, but honestly even if there wasn't a reason do you think Dumbledor could stop him? He helped make the school after all, therefore it is one fourth his. I can just picture Salazar with a giant chainsaw, trying to cut off his fourth of the school. Hehehe so you liked my common room? I'm told that I should be an architect, but that was more of a decorating job, wasn't it? Oh well. Enjoy the chapter!!!!!!
Pearl of Wisdom #3: "If a man deceives me once, shame on him; if twice, shame on me." (^_~ ...That one is my favorite)
Disclaimer: I do not own Drop Dead Fred or Harry Potter. I'm also sorry to say that this chapter may not be as cool as I originally intended *Dodges as things are thrown at her* Hahaha YOU MISSED ME! *Runs in terror as a mob with pitchforks and torches comes after her*
Chapter8: Professor Riddle.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Flashback Thing~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The small light-blue painted room was dark, and in the center of the room was a child, fast asleep. Quietly the wind ruffled the tree branches outside of the window. Suddenly the dim over-head light/nightlight turned on. Slowly, in her sleep, the child rolled onto her back.
Silently, from behind her pillow, a hand appeared, and crept carefully across her pillow. Quick as lightning the hand slapped the girl in the middle of the forehead. Startled she sat up and put her hands to her stinging head.
"I-is anyone there?" the frightened toddler called out. Her only reply was a quiet chuckle, as the nightlight turned back off. Again the wind blew, but this time in the room, even though the bay window was closed.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~End Flashback Thing~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Jamie was the first of the girls up. Slowly she got ready, and by the time she was done the other girls had rolled out of bed (Salazar: Literally! They rolled right out of bed, and straight onto the floor.) She quietly walked down to the common room to wait for the other first years. Anne (Anastasia) was the second person to join her, the first being Salazar, who looked as though he had eaten five pounds of pixie stix when he came bouncing up the stairs. After several minutes of him bouncing on the sofa, Jamie was finally annoyed enough to snap, "Why are you always so bloody perky?"
The only thing that he was able to do was grin, before one of the, recently gathered, first years asked, "Jamie, you know him? What's his name?"
Jamie growled in frustration, but Salazar smirked and replied, "I'm Salazar Lyther, 6th year prefect/student teacher."
"Student teacher?" Amelie (a first year girl, her name is pronounced 'Awm-e- lay') asked.
"I'm a genius, you know. There are a lot of things that I know, that even the 7th years haven't learned yet, so you see there are a lot of classes I don't need to take anymore. So whenever I'm not in class I'm helping one of the Professors with their first and second years." He was oo-ed and awe-ed over for a minute, before Jamie grabbed his arm and dragged him to a corner of the common room, muttering, "Gimme a minute," to her friends, and "Come on space cadet," to Salazar.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" she growled. "Listen, and listen good, because I'm only going to say this once! Stay away from me! If you keep on hanging around me I swear I'll tell one of the teachers on you!"
"Jamie?" someone asked, placing their hand on her shoulder.
Quickly she turned around to face the owner of the hand. It was Lucius. "We're going down to the Great Hall now."
"Oh, ok, just give one minute to wrap things up with Psycho Boy."
Lucius's face looked blank, and above all confused. "Who? Do you mean Salazar?" He looked behind Jamie, "I don't see him anywhere," he raised an eyebrow bemusedly. "Come on," he said, leading her to the exit, with his hand still on her shoulder. ************************************************************************ Halfway through breakfast the timetables were passed out.
"Awww darn! Defense Against the Dark Arts first!" Severus sighed, somewhat melodramatically.
"Why? What were you hoping for?" Anne asked him.
"Potions, I was pretty good at chemistry back at my muggle day school, I figure this won't be too different. What about you, what did you want first?"
"Transfiguration, I think it sounds cool," Anne replied.
"Charms," Lucius said through a mouthful of toast, "is much better."
"Eww. Swallow then talk," Jamie said giggling.
He finished chewing, then "Better? So what about you? We shared, now it's your turn."
Jamie thought for a moment, and finally came upon, "Astronomy, I love the stars!"
The conversation went on for a while, with some of the other first years sharing, and a couple of the second years telling them what classes were fun, and what teachers to look out for. For example: "You'll have to watch out for Riddle. He's a tough teacher, but at least he knows what he's doing. He can be pretty cool though, you just don't want to get on his bad side, because trust me once you're there you can never come back to his good side."
The conversations were shortly ended by Jamie looking down at her watch, and saying "If we intend on finding our way to class on time, then we had better get going!" ************************************************************************ They arrived without a moment to spare. Quickly they walked in and picked a couple of seats towards to front of the classroom.
"Good day, students. I am Professor Riddle," he said stepping out of a conveniently shadowed corner. He was tall and thin with pale skin, sharp icy blue eyes, and thick black hair. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
Cloak*and*Dagger: Yeah, yeah, yeah it was short, again. I know. But as an added bonus I'm going to give you the summary from Drop Dead Fred. And don't worry, I'll probably end up typing another chapter tonight, or tomorrow, so all is not lost!
Drop Dead Fred: Every kid has an imaginary friend. Only Elizabeth isn't a kid anymore and Drop Dead Fred is anything but imaginary! With a haircut this bad, he has to be real- and his mischief has Elizabeth in big trouble!
I'm not giving you the rest; you'll just have to rent it to find out!