The way to get to Hogwarts is you ride the Hogwarts Express. The year was
1996. The famous boy-who-lived is now 16. He's noticed some very funny
changes about him. His hair is longer and his skin sort of got paler. He
figured it was just puberty.
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September 1st, 1996...
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"All aboard!" A man in a navy blue uniform was standing there checking his pocket watch. All around friends were catching up with friends, and boyfriends were checking up with girlfriends, and vice versa. Then, there was the meekly looking first years. Which were all were insecure.
"Ron! Get a grip on yourself!" A ginger haired girl was standing beside a now 5'8" feet tall Ron Weasley. The Ginger haired girl was about 5'5" tall now.
"Sorry 'Mione, but I am just curious of where Harry can be." Ron looked over many other kids. Pretty soon a boy that was 5'6" strolled through the barrier. Hermione's mouth dropped open and Ron looked at her.
"What? What? What is it 'Mione?"
The boy came over to them. Ron's mouth dropped.
"Bloody Hell Harry! What-" Hermione hit him in the ribs.
"No comment. 'Mione, will you just keep it zipped."
"Actually Harry, I like it." She smiled. Harry took the strand that was hanging in his face and tucked it behind his ear.
Just then an annoyed Professor Snape came through the barrier and with him were Malissa Riddle, Mortania Riddle, Sasha Snape and a girl with Dark red hair. Mortania, Malissa, and Sasha were all in 6th year in Slytherin.
"Who is that?" Ron asked questionably.
"Not sure." They all moved closer to the group.
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"Sasha, treat Damaris for what she is. A Snape." Snape looked sternly at Sasha. "Mortania, please try not to associate with that Meagan girl, from Gryffindor." He had a look that would usually kill any other student who got it. But Mortania was probably use to it. "Malissa, please, do not make yourself into another Fred and George Weasley? I got rid of them last year. I do not want any trouble. And please try not to kill Mortania." Malissa nodded. Snape then turned to the other girl. "Remember to be sorted with the first years, try to make new friends, but not Potter, Weasley, or Granger....the ones who are eavesdropping, over there."
Ron, Harry, and Hermione looked at each other then walked away from the group. Ron looked over at Hermione.
"Bloody bad luck that is Harry...." Harry looked over at Ron then nodded.
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"Now, Sheridan, I know that this is totally new to you. So please, try not to show your sister up, and please have a healthy competition, if you do wish to do so. I realize that your staying with my sister has made you a bit French. Try to speak English, like us. I know you can. At school, avoid calling me dad during class. Please. Now, have a nice ride." He turned to catch the teachers' train. Before he walked out he turned again.
"Oh! Weasley, Potter, Granger, minus 10 points each...for eavesdropping." He then walked out. Hermione turned to Ron.
"Great, it's not even the official school year yet, and we've done lost thirty points from Gryffindor." Harry looked at Hermione. She had a glow about her. But he shook that off.
"Well, if it isn't Potter." Mortania looked at the group standing before her. "Had any luck escaping this summer?"
"Had any luck at the deatheater meetings?" Ron shot back. Mortania Riddle looked at him. Eyes narrowed.
"Actually, yes." When she said this every word was dripping with pure sarcasm, "But you see, I am NOT a deatheater, even though I am his daughter, I will NEVER be a deatheater, Weasley. Next time, why don't you try something better?" She turned around and Ron narrowed his eyes. "And, Potter, I'm watching you, try to keep your friend from being so rude next time, eh?"
"Oh, Ron, ignore her, she's really not that evil. Her sister though, that's a different story; you force her to be mean. She only meant to look out for Harry. Why? I don't exactly know. But she's different and really cares about her grades." Hermione then looked at Ronald Weasley. "Ron, if you'll just listen to me. She isn't like her father, yet."
Harry snickered. " 'Mione, you said yet. DO you mean she already is?"
"Harry! She's the only Slytherin that will talk to a Gryffindor without insulting them. Well, that's what I think." Hermione now looked at the boy who looked more like Professor Snape than anybody she'd ever seen.
"Well, She isn't nice to me." Ron looked a little red in the face
"You've never given her a chance." Hermione turned and Harry followed they both got on the train.
" 'Mione! Harry! Wait up!" He dashed after them.
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~~~~~Later on the Train~~~~~
"So, Sheridan, can you tell me what exactly dad meant by not showing ME up?" Sasha asked while pinning on her Prefect badge.
"Well, at Beauxbatons, I was also Prefect. So, he wants us to have an equal challenge. You know, a healthy one. And at Quidditch, I was great. The Quidditch Association wants me for France. But, I won't treed on your territory, because I am kind, unlike some of the people, I have met in my life." She looked down. Then back up at Mortania.
"Now, Sheridan, all that rude, sarcasm is just an act." Mortania looked over at the door. All of a sudden a person in Slytherin robes appeared in the door. Mortania jumped up and ran into his arms. He embraced her in a hug.
"Who is that?" Sheridan looked at her sister.
"Oh, that's Draco; Mortania's future fiancée. They're in so much love." Sasha rolled her eyes.
"Sasha, what about you? Do you have a boyfriend?" Sheridan looked at the person in front of her.
"Well, yeah. Devin Trelawny. Melissa's going out with Terry Boot, the Ravenclaw with the brown spiked hair." Sasha sat down.
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Meanwhile
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"Severus, will you please tell me what you are reading?" Minerva McGonagall looked at her co-worker. "Just a note. Minerva, just a note...." Severus had a sad look in his eyes.
Minerva looked down at her sleeve. "Well, Severus, when she was eighteen she sort of fell in love with a muggle, and they got married. She moved to Mexico, and I haven't heard from her since, and neither has Cassia's dad. That's bad when a sister don't care to owl her mum, nor her brother." Minerva looked back at Severus.
"Well, Minerva, I hope she's still alive. She was always bright. I am sure that Seraph will eventually make her way home. She was always smart, and had a smile even when she was sad." Seraph was short for Seraphera. Seraph had light brown hair and blue eyes. Which was a perfect combination for any Ravenclaw.
"Yes, she will." Minerva smiled. She looked out of the window. "Well, Severus, I have a minor question." She grinned slightly.
"Yes, Minerva." Severus looked at her.
"Well, how are the twins, and Clairese? Why don't you lighten up on Harry this year? He hasn't done a single thing to you Severus, except for being James' son."
"Well, Clairese is very well, and hopes to return after Christmas. The twins are very well, in fact, Mortisha can say Mortania's name, a bit. She says 'Ortania' it's rather funny to hear. Cora can say Sasha. But you see, Sasha's name is easy. They can both say daddy, and mummy. Before we left Mortisha made a vase break. She got mad that Mortania had to leave, and Malissa kept reminding her. So she stared at the Persian Vase above the mantle in the kitchen during supper last night and all of a sudden it busted." Severus had a slight grin on his face. "As for the sorting ceremony, I don't like lots of noise, Minerva."
"Well, Severus, what about the question about lightening up on Harry?" Minerva had a stern look on her face.
"Minerva, I would, except for the fact that I am still spy, and as long as I with hold that position, I simply cannot be nice."
"Well, I see. Yes Severus, I know you are still spy and I truthfully think that maybe you should tell him that that's not who you are."
"Why Minerva?" His eyes glistened, "Ruin my evil look with all the Gryffindors? Never."
Minerva smiled a bit. She then stood up. "Well, Severus, I must be going to check on all the other teachers now, and would you please try not to kill our Defence Against Dark Arts professor."
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September 1st, 1996...
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"All aboard!" A man in a navy blue uniform was standing there checking his pocket watch. All around friends were catching up with friends, and boyfriends were checking up with girlfriends, and vice versa. Then, there was the meekly looking first years. Which were all were insecure.
"Ron! Get a grip on yourself!" A ginger haired girl was standing beside a now 5'8" feet tall Ron Weasley. The Ginger haired girl was about 5'5" tall now.
"Sorry 'Mione, but I am just curious of where Harry can be." Ron looked over many other kids. Pretty soon a boy that was 5'6" strolled through the barrier. Hermione's mouth dropped open and Ron looked at her.
"What? What? What is it 'Mione?"
The boy came over to them. Ron's mouth dropped.
"Bloody Hell Harry! What-" Hermione hit him in the ribs.
"No comment. 'Mione, will you just keep it zipped."
"Actually Harry, I like it." She smiled. Harry took the strand that was hanging in his face and tucked it behind his ear.
Just then an annoyed Professor Snape came through the barrier and with him were Malissa Riddle, Mortania Riddle, Sasha Snape and a girl with Dark red hair. Mortania, Malissa, and Sasha were all in 6th year in Slytherin.
"Who is that?" Ron asked questionably.
"Not sure." They all moved closer to the group.
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"Sasha, treat Damaris for what she is. A Snape." Snape looked sternly at Sasha. "Mortania, please try not to associate with that Meagan girl, from Gryffindor." He had a look that would usually kill any other student who got it. But Mortania was probably use to it. "Malissa, please, do not make yourself into another Fred and George Weasley? I got rid of them last year. I do not want any trouble. And please try not to kill Mortania." Malissa nodded. Snape then turned to the other girl. "Remember to be sorted with the first years, try to make new friends, but not Potter, Weasley, or Granger....the ones who are eavesdropping, over there."
Ron, Harry, and Hermione looked at each other then walked away from the group. Ron looked over at Hermione.
"Bloody bad luck that is Harry...." Harry looked over at Ron then nodded.
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"Now, Sheridan, I know that this is totally new to you. So please, try not to show your sister up, and please have a healthy competition, if you do wish to do so. I realize that your staying with my sister has made you a bit French. Try to speak English, like us. I know you can. At school, avoid calling me dad during class. Please. Now, have a nice ride." He turned to catch the teachers' train. Before he walked out he turned again.
"Oh! Weasley, Potter, Granger, minus 10 points each...for eavesdropping." He then walked out. Hermione turned to Ron.
"Great, it's not even the official school year yet, and we've done lost thirty points from Gryffindor." Harry looked at Hermione. She had a glow about her. But he shook that off.
"Well, if it isn't Potter." Mortania looked at the group standing before her. "Had any luck escaping this summer?"
"Had any luck at the deatheater meetings?" Ron shot back. Mortania Riddle looked at him. Eyes narrowed.
"Actually, yes." When she said this every word was dripping with pure sarcasm, "But you see, I am NOT a deatheater, even though I am his daughter, I will NEVER be a deatheater, Weasley. Next time, why don't you try something better?" She turned around and Ron narrowed his eyes. "And, Potter, I'm watching you, try to keep your friend from being so rude next time, eh?"
"Oh, Ron, ignore her, she's really not that evil. Her sister though, that's a different story; you force her to be mean. She only meant to look out for Harry. Why? I don't exactly know. But she's different and really cares about her grades." Hermione then looked at Ronald Weasley. "Ron, if you'll just listen to me. She isn't like her father, yet."
Harry snickered. " 'Mione, you said yet. DO you mean she already is?"
"Harry! She's the only Slytherin that will talk to a Gryffindor without insulting them. Well, that's what I think." Hermione now looked at the boy who looked more like Professor Snape than anybody she'd ever seen.
"Well, She isn't nice to me." Ron looked a little red in the face
"You've never given her a chance." Hermione turned and Harry followed they both got on the train.
" 'Mione! Harry! Wait up!" He dashed after them.
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~~~~~Later on the Train~~~~~
"So, Sheridan, can you tell me what exactly dad meant by not showing ME up?" Sasha asked while pinning on her Prefect badge.
"Well, at Beauxbatons, I was also Prefect. So, he wants us to have an equal challenge. You know, a healthy one. And at Quidditch, I was great. The Quidditch Association wants me for France. But, I won't treed on your territory, because I am kind, unlike some of the people, I have met in my life." She looked down. Then back up at Mortania.
"Now, Sheridan, all that rude, sarcasm is just an act." Mortania looked over at the door. All of a sudden a person in Slytherin robes appeared in the door. Mortania jumped up and ran into his arms. He embraced her in a hug.
"Who is that?" Sheridan looked at her sister.
"Oh, that's Draco; Mortania's future fiancée. They're in so much love." Sasha rolled her eyes.
"Sasha, what about you? Do you have a boyfriend?" Sheridan looked at the person in front of her.
"Well, yeah. Devin Trelawny. Melissa's going out with Terry Boot, the Ravenclaw with the brown spiked hair." Sasha sat down.
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"Severus, will you please tell me what you are reading?" Minerva McGonagall looked at her co-worker. "Just a note. Minerva, just a note...." Severus had a sad look in his eyes.
Minerva looked down at her sleeve. "Well, Severus, when she was eighteen she sort of fell in love with a muggle, and they got married. She moved to Mexico, and I haven't heard from her since, and neither has Cassia's dad. That's bad when a sister don't care to owl her mum, nor her brother." Minerva looked back at Severus.
"Well, Minerva, I hope she's still alive. She was always bright. I am sure that Seraph will eventually make her way home. She was always smart, and had a smile even when she was sad." Seraph was short for Seraphera. Seraph had light brown hair and blue eyes. Which was a perfect combination for any Ravenclaw.
"Yes, she will." Minerva smiled. She looked out of the window. "Well, Severus, I have a minor question." She grinned slightly.
"Yes, Minerva." Severus looked at her.
"Well, how are the twins, and Clairese? Why don't you lighten up on Harry this year? He hasn't done a single thing to you Severus, except for being James' son."
"Well, Clairese is very well, and hopes to return after Christmas. The twins are very well, in fact, Mortisha can say Mortania's name, a bit. She says 'Ortania' it's rather funny to hear. Cora can say Sasha. But you see, Sasha's name is easy. They can both say daddy, and mummy. Before we left Mortisha made a vase break. She got mad that Mortania had to leave, and Malissa kept reminding her. So she stared at the Persian Vase above the mantle in the kitchen during supper last night and all of a sudden it busted." Severus had a slight grin on his face. "As for the sorting ceremony, I don't like lots of noise, Minerva."
"Well, Severus, what about the question about lightening up on Harry?" Minerva had a stern look on her face.
"Minerva, I would, except for the fact that I am still spy, and as long as I with hold that position, I simply cannot be nice."
"Well, I see. Yes Severus, I know you are still spy and I truthfully think that maybe you should tell him that that's not who you are."
"Why Minerva?" His eyes glistened, "Ruin my evil look with all the Gryffindors? Never."
Minerva smiled a bit. She then stood up. "Well, Severus, I must be going to check on all the other teachers now, and would you please try not to kill our Defence Against Dark Arts professor."
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