Delicious lunchtime smells wafted from the Great Bungalow as Harry loped in for lunch. Ron stopped shoveling his banana custard into his mouth long enough to wave Harry over. Harry pushed his way through the noisy hall, and took a seat in his usual bamboo chair, between Hermione and Ron.
" Dude, you have to try some of this banana custard, straight from de mainland, mon," said Ron, who seemingly had already forgotten about the morning's adventure.
" You only think of your stomach, Ron mi mon. What about zis new " quest"?
Harry whispered, dipping his pinky into the custard, and licking it clean.
Ron, who strongly felt nothing was as delicious as banana pudding, just shrugged and turned his attention to a chicken leg. Hermione looked at the bit of pudding on Ron's upper lip scornfully, sipped her cocoanut milkshake, and told Harry that they would soon find out what was going on, seeing as Professor Dumbledore was rising to make the announcements.
Professor Albus Dumbledore, affectionately dubbed " D Mon", was a lanky mon with a thinning mop of white hair (highlighted with thick blonde sun streaks of course), a matching beard, twinkle eyes the color of the nearby sea, and dark brown skin. Today, D Mon was wearing a short-sleeved lime robe featuring a large palm tree on the front, and half-moon sunglasses. He made the native Jamaican sign for hello, then asked the buzzing students for immediate silence.
" I hope all you homies are having a hoppy day. Just a few not so important notices, and one important one", he said, his accented voice echoing through the Bungalow.
"First, let it be known zat ze Dark Forest of Palms iz still off limits", D Mon said, glancing towards a group of troublesome Slytherins.
"Secondly, Mr. Filch has asked me to remind certain young wizards zat ze popular firework Exploding Mangoes have been added to da outlawed items list," he said, his eyes drifting towards the Weasley bros who were now randomly whistling.
The twinkle in D Mon's eyes faded as he began; " Now de time has come for me to announce a serious thing, sisters and brothers. There is an item of great importance to da Ministry and da wizarding worlds that is lost. It is so powerful, but had always been used for good until recently. This item has been abducted from its hiding place, to be used for evil by Voldermon," Hearing this name, a shudder of fear raced down the backs of all but one student.
" De problem is this item was made long ago by a youngster, and it can only be successfully destroyed by one. I have reason to believe Voldermon will soon take advantage of a mere child, and then ensnare that brother or sister into his evil plans. The quest to find this item will be dangerous and maybe even deadly, but my students are both clever and brave. These last minutes that I have told you of this, I have sent a Heart Calling spell out. If your heart knows that you were called to go on this quest, the spell vill make you realize this and give you courage to come forward."
One young Gryfindor, a boy called Collin, glanced around nervously at the apprehensive faces in the Great Bungalow before raising his squeaky Cuban voice to ask,
" But, D Mon, amigo, what is this dangerous item you speak off"? A rumbling of suspicion grew in the Great Bungalow, most students and some staff thought all this was a joke... but the nervous laughter and whispers were quickly quieted by D Mon's gentle but firm answer.
" It iz non but da Sacred Cocoanut, whittled out of da ancient Tree of Life, burned in flame, then cooled by da magical waters of the Naya Waterfall. Once it has been renewed in the air of Mount Mithras, it's powers will make da holder invincible, that iz, if you selected seven do not follow your heart. Now, off to your lessons. Do not forget thee sun block, it iz positively scorching today."
As students began to trickle out of the hall, Ron, suddenly looking quite flushed in his tie-dyed robe, loosened his color and said shakily,
"Who does D Mon think he's kiddin', he can't be serious, what's he gonna call the seven, the Fellowship of the Coconut. Needs a tug on da beard eh Harry? Harry?"
But Harry was staring straight ahead, because in his heart, he knew that he had been called. Harry Potter was going on a quest.
" Dude, you have to try some of this banana custard, straight from de mainland, mon," said Ron, who seemingly had already forgotten about the morning's adventure.
" You only think of your stomach, Ron mi mon. What about zis new " quest"?
Harry whispered, dipping his pinky into the custard, and licking it clean.
Ron, who strongly felt nothing was as delicious as banana pudding, just shrugged and turned his attention to a chicken leg. Hermione looked at the bit of pudding on Ron's upper lip scornfully, sipped her cocoanut milkshake, and told Harry that they would soon find out what was going on, seeing as Professor Dumbledore was rising to make the announcements.
Professor Albus Dumbledore, affectionately dubbed " D Mon", was a lanky mon with a thinning mop of white hair (highlighted with thick blonde sun streaks of course), a matching beard, twinkle eyes the color of the nearby sea, and dark brown skin. Today, D Mon was wearing a short-sleeved lime robe featuring a large palm tree on the front, and half-moon sunglasses. He made the native Jamaican sign for hello, then asked the buzzing students for immediate silence.
" I hope all you homies are having a hoppy day. Just a few not so important notices, and one important one", he said, his accented voice echoing through the Bungalow.
"First, let it be known zat ze Dark Forest of Palms iz still off limits", D Mon said, glancing towards a group of troublesome Slytherins.
"Secondly, Mr. Filch has asked me to remind certain young wizards zat ze popular firework Exploding Mangoes have been added to da outlawed items list," he said, his eyes drifting towards the Weasley bros who were now randomly whistling.
The twinkle in D Mon's eyes faded as he began; " Now de time has come for me to announce a serious thing, sisters and brothers. There is an item of great importance to da Ministry and da wizarding worlds that is lost. It is so powerful, but had always been used for good until recently. This item has been abducted from its hiding place, to be used for evil by Voldermon," Hearing this name, a shudder of fear raced down the backs of all but one student.
" De problem is this item was made long ago by a youngster, and it can only be successfully destroyed by one. I have reason to believe Voldermon will soon take advantage of a mere child, and then ensnare that brother or sister into his evil plans. The quest to find this item will be dangerous and maybe even deadly, but my students are both clever and brave. These last minutes that I have told you of this, I have sent a Heart Calling spell out. If your heart knows that you were called to go on this quest, the spell vill make you realize this and give you courage to come forward."
One young Gryfindor, a boy called Collin, glanced around nervously at the apprehensive faces in the Great Bungalow before raising his squeaky Cuban voice to ask,
" But, D Mon, amigo, what is this dangerous item you speak off"? A rumbling of suspicion grew in the Great Bungalow, most students and some staff thought all this was a joke... but the nervous laughter and whispers were quickly quieted by D Mon's gentle but firm answer.
" It iz non but da Sacred Cocoanut, whittled out of da ancient Tree of Life, burned in flame, then cooled by da magical waters of the Naya Waterfall. Once it has been renewed in the air of Mount Mithras, it's powers will make da holder invincible, that iz, if you selected seven do not follow your heart. Now, off to your lessons. Do not forget thee sun block, it iz positively scorching today."
As students began to trickle out of the hall, Ron, suddenly looking quite flushed in his tie-dyed robe, loosened his color and said shakily,
"Who does D Mon think he's kiddin', he can't be serious, what's he gonna call the seven, the Fellowship of the Coconut. Needs a tug on da beard eh Harry? Harry?"
But Harry was staring straight ahead, because in his heart, he knew that he had been called. Harry Potter was going on a quest.