'You don't belong, you don't belong, you don't belong...' the words echoed
through the five foot five, chocolate brown eyes and waist-length brown
haired girl's head as she walked down the hallway of the Rocky Mountain
School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in Colorado, USA. She was here to
continue her education as a witch-her parents had utterly freaked when
learning of the threat of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named...she'd been torn away
from her friends in Britain when her parents had contacted Hogwarts,
requesting that Headmaster Dumbledore do something immediately to remove,
or-at the very least-reduce the threat to their daughter.
So Dumbledore had explained to her the ultimatum her parents were giving her. Come to the United States to live with her Grandma and Papa Sanders...or completely abandon her budding potential as a witch...she'd rather give up a few friends than her right to be a witch. They'd protested, of course...but there was nothing that could be done. Dumbledore had shipped her to America...and now she was enrolled in Rocky Mountain. The school was similar to Hogwarts in some ways and much different in others.
For starters-rather than Houses, Rocky Mountain had teams of five dorms. The way they were set up was, on the top floor of the huge mansion-like boarding school, there was nothing but dorms. Ninety or a Hundred to be exact. They were shaped in little horseshoe rings with five dorms in each ring, two dorms of boys and three of girls, or vise-versa. There was a wall across the opening of the horseshoe that served as the opening to the Main Room. The halls were one giant maze of hidden passageways and trick stairs- much like Hogwarts. Only in RM, there WAS no poltergeist and each of the Dorm Teams were the only ones in the same classes.
Every now and then there was a special class or assembly in which more than one to all Dorm Teams were together. For the most part, the Dorm Teams were color-coded. The Blues were in one hall, Pinks in another, Reds in the next, then Purples, then Greens, then Yellows, Oranges, Browns, etc...there was at least ten shades of each color and at least ten colors, minus Black. Black was the default color of their robes. Black robes with a patch of the animal that their hall represented with their color as the background. For instance, the Green, Forest Green, Lime Green, Light Green, Dark Green, Earth Green, Baby Green, Yellow-Green, Blue-Green, and Aqua Green Snakes wore black robes with their color as the background and a Diamondback Rattlesnake coming out at you on their right shoulder. She was an Ice-Blue White Tiger...the girls in her dorm had tamed her hair at last and the fifteen year old was accepted readily...but she didn't feel as if she belonged.
She'd been torn away from her friends...her dorm. She even missed the insufferable Slytherins that she'd had to put up with back in Hogwarts. At least there she was around British teens and had been able to make friends. She even had a crush on one of the males in her Dorm Team. Hers was one of the three male, two female dorms. There were six people in each room, and there were more windows in RM than there were in Hogwarts. Every room had at least an enchanted window along each wall that was similar to the Great Hall's ceiling in Hogwarts. Each wall showed the beautiful mountains of the RM grounds, including a recreational ski slope and lodge down in the village, Aspen, Colorado.
She had no idea how HE fit in so well. Seems his mother had ordered Dumbledore to remove him from harm's way as well when his father had been killed by He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. According to what she'd heard of his and Dumbledore's conversation while she'd been waiting to see the Headmaster, he was to be He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named's heir. So he was being sent to America as well. At the time she'd thought "HA! So the Dragon is leaving Hogwarts. This is going to be the best year ever!" Then she'd found that she was coming...what a waste of a good tidbit.
With a groan, she walked into the Ice-Blue Main Room. Waving to Gavin Tramsan, one of the first people to befriend her when she'd arrived at RM, she walked into her dorm and tossed her things down by her dresser. The thrill of learning about the animagi in the United States was beginning to wear off, and countless sleepless nights were beginning to wear on her. She lifted a hand to wave to her new best friend, Tasha Anderson, before succumbing to the exhaustion that had been plaguing her for three days now.
She was Hermione Granger, Muggle-Born witch and castoff from Hogwarts...outcast in RM.
He was Draco Malfoy, Pureblood orphan whose mother had died for her treason in sending him to America.
Together, they would change the world.
So Dumbledore had explained to her the ultimatum her parents were giving her. Come to the United States to live with her Grandma and Papa Sanders...or completely abandon her budding potential as a witch...she'd rather give up a few friends than her right to be a witch. They'd protested, of course...but there was nothing that could be done. Dumbledore had shipped her to America...and now she was enrolled in Rocky Mountain. The school was similar to Hogwarts in some ways and much different in others.
For starters-rather than Houses, Rocky Mountain had teams of five dorms. The way they were set up was, on the top floor of the huge mansion-like boarding school, there was nothing but dorms. Ninety or a Hundred to be exact. They were shaped in little horseshoe rings with five dorms in each ring, two dorms of boys and three of girls, or vise-versa. There was a wall across the opening of the horseshoe that served as the opening to the Main Room. The halls were one giant maze of hidden passageways and trick stairs- much like Hogwarts. Only in RM, there WAS no poltergeist and each of the Dorm Teams were the only ones in the same classes.
Every now and then there was a special class or assembly in which more than one to all Dorm Teams were together. For the most part, the Dorm Teams were color-coded. The Blues were in one hall, Pinks in another, Reds in the next, then Purples, then Greens, then Yellows, Oranges, Browns, etc...there was at least ten shades of each color and at least ten colors, minus Black. Black was the default color of their robes. Black robes with a patch of the animal that their hall represented with their color as the background. For instance, the Green, Forest Green, Lime Green, Light Green, Dark Green, Earth Green, Baby Green, Yellow-Green, Blue-Green, and Aqua Green Snakes wore black robes with their color as the background and a Diamondback Rattlesnake coming out at you on their right shoulder. She was an Ice-Blue White Tiger...the girls in her dorm had tamed her hair at last and the fifteen year old was accepted readily...but she didn't feel as if she belonged.
She'd been torn away from her friends...her dorm. She even missed the insufferable Slytherins that she'd had to put up with back in Hogwarts. At least there she was around British teens and had been able to make friends. She even had a crush on one of the males in her Dorm Team. Hers was one of the three male, two female dorms. There were six people in each room, and there were more windows in RM than there were in Hogwarts. Every room had at least an enchanted window along each wall that was similar to the Great Hall's ceiling in Hogwarts. Each wall showed the beautiful mountains of the RM grounds, including a recreational ski slope and lodge down in the village, Aspen, Colorado.
She had no idea how HE fit in so well. Seems his mother had ordered Dumbledore to remove him from harm's way as well when his father had been killed by He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. According to what she'd heard of his and Dumbledore's conversation while she'd been waiting to see the Headmaster, he was to be He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named's heir. So he was being sent to America as well. At the time she'd thought "HA! So the Dragon is leaving Hogwarts. This is going to be the best year ever!" Then she'd found that she was coming...what a waste of a good tidbit.
With a groan, she walked into the Ice-Blue Main Room. Waving to Gavin Tramsan, one of the first people to befriend her when she'd arrived at RM, she walked into her dorm and tossed her things down by her dresser. The thrill of learning about the animagi in the United States was beginning to wear off, and countless sleepless nights were beginning to wear on her. She lifted a hand to wave to her new best friend, Tasha Anderson, before succumbing to the exhaustion that had been plaguing her for three days now.
She was Hermione Granger, Muggle-Born witch and castoff from Hogwarts...outcast in RM.
He was Draco Malfoy, Pureblood orphan whose mother had died for her treason in sending him to America.
Together, they would change the world.