Chapter 2 – Meet the Houses
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Chapter 2
~ Meet the Houses
"Severus?" Aletta took a step closer as he took a giant step back. "Are you going to answer me?" He opened his mouth a bit, but no words came out. "I see you haven't changed."
This had hit him hard. "Why are you back here, Aletta? I thought we made it clear to keep distance…" He brushed his hair back behind his ears and continued to stare at her.
"Oh, believe me, Severus, I wouldn't be here if I wasn't summoned." She folded her arms across her chest. "I was perfectly content keeping my distance from you and this school."
"Summoned for what? Let me see your arm." He grabbed her arm roughly and pulled back the sleeve of her robe. It was still there, just as his was. He lightly brushed his fingers over it and then dropped her arm.
"I see you're still involved. What is all this? Did the Dark Lord send you here?"
"No, you twit. I am not involved anymore. In fact, I was summoned here by Dumbledore."
"That is true, Severus." Dumbledore turned the corner of the corridor and smiled politely at Aletta. "Ah, Ms. Averill, it is so good to finally see you again."
"As is to see you, Albus." She bowed a bit and smiled. Dumbledore had always believed in her, especially during times when she didn't believe in herself. He had helped her see many things that she would have never have seen on her own, and to this she would always be in his debt.
"Now, before the children arrive, let me explain to you why I have called." Dumbledore took out a piece of parchment from his robe and showed it to the two. "It is of utmost importance that we prepare the children for what might be the hardest year they have seen." He turned to Aletta who was staring at him with a puzzled expression. "Aletta, you are one of the most powerful witches I know, and with your presence here at the school, I would feel better protection for the children."
Aletta stood there for a moment bewildered. She knew that coming here would bring her trouble and she had been right.
"But, sir, how can you trust her? After everything she has done, you want her to remain here?" Snape sneered.
"I believe, Severus, that I trusted you again as well." Dumbledore peered over his half-moon glasses as Snape mumbled. "Now, Aletta, you wouldn't be able to just stay here. I feel that would be too suspicious, so I was hoping you wouldn't mind beginning a dueling club. Your skills with your wand are exquisite, and I think it would be good for the children to be prepared for any type of attack."
Aletta remained speechless. She wasn't sure how to reply to the offer. She hated the thought of children being around her, she hated Snape and, beyond both put together, she hated McGonagall.
"I'm not sure, Albus. I am very content in my home. I don't have to worry about children or money, let alone work…"
"Please, Aletta. It would surely make things easier for us."
"All right, Albus, but I will need to send for my belongings." She shook her head slightly, "I can't believe I'm agreeing to this." She turned to walk away but then realized that there was no where for her to reside. "Albus, where will I be staying?"
"In the dungeons with Severus." There was an awkward silence but a mischievous twinkle in Dumbledore's eye.
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Harry felt alive again as he stepped off the Hogwarts' Express. Although being back to school meant work, he felt more at home here than he did anywhere else. There was a yell for first years and transfers from Hagrid, but, instead of going to say hello, Harry and Ron had both decided to find a carriage. They watched in disappointment as each carriage filled quickly. Harry and Ron groaned.
"Ron! Harry! We have room over here," came a shout from one of the carriages. Ron jogged over and peeked inside. There were only two people and, luckily enough, they were both Gryffindors.
"Hello Keara…Devlynn," Ron nodded to each of them as he stepped inside.
"Hello, Ron. How was your summer?" Ron was just about to reply, but realized Keara had continued talking. "Ours was all right. We really didn't do too much. Devy and I practiced some Quidditch moves. Mum let me dye the tips of my hair. Did you notice? I found it particularly excit-" Devlynn threw his hand over her mouth.
"Sorry, she's been on one of her kicks this morning. Won't shut her mouth for anything." Slowly, he backed his hand away from her mouth and she smirked sarcastically.
"I'm just excited to be back at school. Everything that's going on is wonderful! There are transfers and new clubs and some one said that-"
"What do you mean new clubs?" Harry leaned back into his seat as the carriage started to move.
"Well," she began, pulling her long, black hair into a ponytail, "I overheard my father talking, and he said that Dumbledore decided to make some new clubs this year. I'm not exactly sure what they will be, but I'm sure they will be exciting."
"He didn't tell you what kind of activities would be taking place?" Ron asked.
"No, just said there would be extra things to sign up for," Devlynn replied.
"As long as it's not another tournament," Keara mumbled under her breath. "That's all we need."
Harry shrugged his shoulders at Ron. If these things were to happen this year, Harry was sure that it would be most eventful.
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Josh glanced over at the other tables and threw his face into his hands. The Gryffindors were busy crowding around Harry, the Ravenclaw table seemed to be studying, and the Slytherins were bickering over something petty. He looked down the long table of Hufflepuffs and sighed. Loyal and friendly…That was an understatement. Josh couldn't recall one person from Hufflepuff that ever took the chance to get to know him. Then again, who would want to know Josh Wood, the boring younger brother of the ever so popular Oliver? He smiled mentally.
"Thank Merlin it's my 7th year," he thought.
"Hello, Josh," Elizabeth Browne smiled at him and then turned back to her friends.
"At least someone has the decency to say hello."
The doors of the Great Hall swung open, and the first years and transfers began to file in. In the midst of the crowd, he noticed a familiar blonde head bobbing in the crowd. She weaved through the crowds of people and quickly ran by Josh.
"Hey, Josh! I would stop to chat, but I'm late."
He smiled at her as she quickly passed the other tables and took her seat with the other Slytherins. Amira, on the other hand, was probably his best friend even though she was in Slytherin. He remembered sitting with her on the Hogwarts' Express back in his first year. He was captivated by her then and, in fact, he still was. She had always brought a smile to his face and never once had she compared him to his brother. Adjusting himself slightly in his seat, he turned to watch Professor McGonagall with the first years and the new transfers. He hated the sorting. It was long and boring and usually everyone who was sorted into Hufflepuff was boring as well.
"When I call your name, please step forward so I can place the sorting hat on your head. Then, when you are sorted, you may take your seat with your house. Graham, Americus."
An older looking girl stepped forward. He figured she was a transfer. Almost immediately she was sorted into Slytherin, and the house broke into applause.
"Cohen-Rosenberg, Leora." A small girl, definitely a first-year, made her way timidly to the stand. He knew she would be placed into Hufflepuff.
"Hufflepuff!" yelled the sorting hat, and she too walked shyly to the table. More students were called and sorted. Slytherin received Zella Zelosa, Alanna Roseguard, Cassidy O'Neil, Arielle Mosley, Camille Riozini and Rosalynd Wever.
It looked as though there would be a lot of new mischief going on in Slytherin. He looked over and made eye contact with Amira, who rolled her eyes at the new recruits. He laughed and looked down the table at the new Hufflepuffs. There was of course the Leora girl, whom had taken a seat next to him, Valeriana Zoara, whom was a first year along with the other new Hufflepuffs, Kathryn Caraway, Avalin Quelts, Becky Kolacki, Edeline Reinhard, Zhou Yu Hui, Tara Packstin and Phoebe Hawkey.
Josh watched as Elizabeth, Rose Leonard, and Shayla Hughes began introducing themselves to the new Hufflepuffs. Many of the first years giggled in excitement. Josh snorted back a laugh. First year Hufflepuffs were always the most annoying.
He rested his head in his hands and sighed. It was going to be a long, dreadful year.
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Dana Terris fixed her auburn bun and smiled at the new exchange Ravenclaw, Hailey Sheridan, if she recalled correctly. She smiled politely at the girl and glanced down the table at the other new members of her house: Kaito Taylor, Kano Caperi, Adalia McBeal, and Paola Lopez.
They didn't seem so bad. In fact, most of them seemed friendly and excited to begin the new year.
"How was your summer, Rei?" Dana asked, looking at Rei Takara, who sat across the table from her.
"Same as every year, but this year a bit harder."
"I know what you mean," Renate Von Schwarzstab chimed in from across the table. "My parents were so strict about me staying inside this summer."
"You think you guys had it bad?" Kira turned around to join the conversation. "My mother refused to let Virgil and me play Quidditch at the field by our house. I was forced to stay locked indoors." She looked over to the Gryffindor table and waved to her brother, Virgil de la Désert.
"You should have sent me an owl, Kira. I would have dropped by to say hello," Justin Fitch-Fletchly added, which made Kira blush.
Dana smiled and nodded. It had been very hard on all of them when Cedric passed last year. She wasn't sure how to react when it first happened, but, after a day, she couldn't help the massive amounts of tears that fell from her face.
"Well I'm sure that this year will prove to be better. I'm sure that Dumbledore has taken complete caution in our safety," Celeste Luard firmly stated.
Glancing up at the main table, Dana could see Dumbledore rise to give the year announcements. She closed her eyes and hoped that Celeste was right. This year had to be better then last year.
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"Harry?" Nadine grabbed his arm and smiled. "I was wondering if Hermione was all right. She seems a bit quiet." She nodded her head down the table. Hermione had taken a seat at the far end of the table with the new boy, Strider, who had been sorted into Gryffindor.
"I'm not sure, Nadine. I haven't spoken to her yet, but she does seem distracted."
"Perhaps she didn't have time to read over the break," Seamus choked back a laugh and then turned back to Bianca, his transfer buddy. She had been sorted into Gryffindor along with Nicole Roselynn, Megan Gosnell, Sabrina Chang (who was somehow related to Cho), Michelle Garcia, Willow Harris, and Zoltan Sergent.
"Not amusing, Seamus," Harry spat, turning back towards the front of the room. Nadine sighed and turned as well, hoping that Dumbledore's announcements would be something worth listening to.
"First years please note that the forest is forbidden to all. Again, the third floor corridor is off-limits for rather serious reasons." Dumbledore eyed Harry, who turned pink on the ears. "Now children, I understand that this past year was hard, and the year ahead will be harder. I can guarantee it. So, with that in mind, I would like to introduce to you your new Defense Against the Dark Arts Professors." Dumbledore bowed his head towards the table, and two individuals stood from their seats. There were a few murmurs but Dumbledore held his hand up to silence them. "The man whom you see before you is Professor Rex Chase. He will be teaching you the defenses you need to learn. The woman at his right is Professor Mackenzie Parker. She will be teaching you how to perform the arts." More students broke out into whispers. Many faces were planted with shocked expressions.
"So, you're teaching us how to perform the Dark Arts now?" a voice rose from the back of the Ravenclaw table.
"No, Mister Reinhard, I can assure you that this is for your protection. The year will be very difficult with the rise of Voldemort, and I feel you need as much leverage as possible. This is also why we have established new activities for you to join. There will be a new Theater Class for you, which will be run by Professor Parker. There will also be Quidditch dance teams you can try out for, and, finally, we will begin a Dueling club for anyone who would like to learn extra techniques. The club will be taught by Professor Aletta Averill." A tall woman waved her hand in the air. "Now, please worry about such things later. Let's all enjoy the feast!" Clapping his hands together, an array of food spread before everyone.
"Excuse me," Harry felt a tug on his robe, "but are you really Harry Potter? The boys down there keep telling me you're not, but I think they are lying." Harry turned slowly towards the new girl. "I really don't mean to be a bother, but, you see, my cousin talks about you all the time. I was just trying to put a face to the name."
"Who is your cousin?" Harry asked, grabbing a piece of bread from a basket.
"Oh, she's in Ravenclaw…Cho Chang. I'm Sabrina. It's nice to meet you, Harry."
"Oh, that's all Harry needs to hear. He will probably talk your ear off for the rest of the night," Ron spat through bites of his chicken.
"Eat a flubberworm, Ron!" Harry laughed, turning back to Sabrina. "Well, it's nice to meet you, Sabrina." She smiled and turned back to Nicole, whom she was getting to know.
"Hey, Ginny, why don't you and Wren join us in this universe instead of making up your own little planet?" Ron shot at his sister.
Ginny shot him a nasty look and then turned back to Morwen, her best friend. They could sit for hours by themselves and talk about absolutely anything. Ginny was so glad she had become friends with Wren last year, even if she was a year younger.
"So, he didn't stay at all over the summer?" Wren began again in a hushed voice.
"No, he didn't even owl as much as he usually does." Ginny looked over her shoulder again at Harry, whom had taken up conversation with the new girl, Willow. "I don't know, Wren. I'm not even sure if I like him anymore," she sighed and leaned her head on the table. "Everything is changing."
"Ginny, are you feeling ok? I mean, you just said that you didn't like Harry anymore!"
" I don't…"
" All right, I'm convinced. You must be sick!" She felt Ginny's forehead and laughed, "Oh, Ginny, what will I do with you?"
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"So, how long have you been fighting the Dark Lord?" Mackenzie asked, walking down the long corridor with Rex.
"Oh, it's always been something I've done. Never really enjoyed staying in one place. Most of my time was spent traveling around fighting off the Dark Lord and his followers." Rex shoved his hands into the pockets of his robe. "What about you, Mackenzie? When did you get involved?"
"Please, call me Mac. I hate my full name." Clearing her throat, she looked over her shoulder to make sure they were alone. "It's nothing at all like your story. On the contrary, I was always good at the Dark Arts. I performed a lot of black magic when I was a child. Nothing too extensive, but I didn't know any better. I was a muggle living on the streets, and when I started school, I excelled in Defense Against the Dark. "
"Didn't your parents ever teach you that black magic was wrong? I mean, honestly, I find that a bit odd. I would think parents, even muggle parents, would understand that what you were doing was wrong." Rex shook his head.
"My parents are dead, Mr. Chase. That's why I never knew any better," stopping short, she turned on her heel and walked briskly back down the hall. Rex stood there feeling very stupid.
"Well, I can see you still have a way with the women," a voice sounded behind him and he knew right away who it was.
"Ah, Severus, I was looking forward to speaking with you alone. We have much to catch up on!" Rex smiled and placed his arm around Snape's shoulders.
Shrugging it off, a small smile curled on his face, " Indeed we do, Chase. Indeed we do."
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The Slytherin common room was the worst place to be after dinner. Most of the time, kids were arguing over which family had more money or which spell was more powerful. Amira pushed past a few of the first years whom were playing chess, and she headed for an empty spot on the couch. She had already placed her name on the various activity lists, so there was nothing more to worry during the course of the night.
"Er…Um, I don't mean to be rude if you're busy. It's just that, well, my transfer buddy is in Hufflepuff and I really don't know anyone else. Would you mind if I sat here with you?"
"Not at all. My name is Amira," smiling, she held out her hand.
"Alanna, Alanna Roseguard."
"Well, Alanna, welcome to the wonderful world of a Slytherin!" Amira rolled her eyes again, a habit her friend, Josh Wood, had pointed out back in fifth year. "Let me be blatantly honest with you: I am not a Death Eater, I don't plan on being a Death Eater, and, in fact, I wish I wasn't even in this house."
"Neither do we." Amira and Alanna both looked up at Pansy Parkinson, who apparently seemed to be eavesdropping on their conversation. "Gods, Mira, sometimes I wonder how you did get in here. You're a waste of Slytherin blood." A few giggles sounded behind Pansy, which was obviously her gang of loons. Amira could make out Blaise, Erika, Alina, and Isabelle. They had been following Pansy around for years it seemed, but now there were some others to add to the group.
"Let me guess, Pansy, you've already recruited some more losers to join you?" sneered Amira.
"Clever remarks from such a boring individual." Pansy gently took the shoulder of one of the girls and pulled her to the front. "Meet Zella, Camielle, and Cassidy." She pointed to her left side, "And this is Arielle and Rosalynd."
"Please, girls, I'm warning you now. If you have half a brain, drop this fool." Alanna giggled at Amira's remark and then covered her mouth.
"I can see you have already made a mush of this one." Pansy choked back a laugh, "She seems a little too weak for my taste anyway."
"Oh, get off it, Pansy!" Ginger pushed through the girls and sat down next to Amira and Alanna. Ginger Silverstone was a fifth year, but, to Amira, she was her best friend besides Josh.
"Be careful, Silverstone. Watch your choice of words," Isabelle shot back, cracking her knuckles.
"I'm watching you, Mira," Pansy turned and the others followed, although some of their expressions showed a massive amount of nervousness.
"When isn't she watching me? Gods, I hate the girl," Amira sat back in the couch and pushed her hair out of her face.
"Don't we all?" Ginger replied pulling out a large book from her bag.
"Alanna, this is my best Slytherin friend, Ginger. She's in her 5th year." Ginger smiled at Alanna and held out her hand.
"Nice to meet you, Alanna. As you can tell, we are nothing like the snots in here. They obsess over the Dark Lord and all, but most of them are harmless. Just watch out for some of them…like Alina. She's quiet but real tricky," Ginger wiggled her eyebrows, which made Amira and Alanna laugh.
"I think you two are exactly who I need to be friends with," Alanna concluded, still smiling. Amira returned the smile and relaxed on the couch. "Perhaps Hogwarts won't be so bad after all."
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Intelligence: That's what got her into this mess. Hailey kicked the corner of her four-post bed and sighed. She didn't like the fact that she was considered brainy. Why not brave or cunning instead? Hailey was surely those as well. Grabbing her journal, she left the room and headed for the common room. It had already begun to file out, so she grabbed the furthest chair from civilization and began to jot down her thoughts.
Dear Journal,
I hate being the new person. I feel like such an outcast, and that really isn't me at all. I wish someone would take the time to talk to me. During the sorting, I spotted a very good-looking boy from one of the other houses…He looked almost exactly like my old boyfriend, Kevin. I really must find out who he is…
"Excuse me? You're a transfer right?" Hailey looked up at the girl who was in front of her.
"Yes, a 7th year transfer, in fact." She placed her quill between the pages of her journal and closed it tight.
"Really? I'm a 7th year as well. Hopefully we have some classes together. I'm Maika Cruz, and you?"
"Hailey Sheridan," she smiled politely.
"What are you writing about? Anything interesting? The feast was actually kind of dull this year."
"Actually, I was writing about a boy I noticed…" Hailey blushed a bit.
"Oh, really? Who? Please don't tell me it's Anton or Ryne!" Maika laughed. "They can be so weird sometimes."
"Actually I don't know who he was. He was tall, had red hair, and sat at the Gryffindor table. I think, if I heard correctly, his name was George."
"Oh…" Maika went silent.
"What? Is there something wrong with him?"
"Actually, no. George is really nice. Very funny too, but…well…Dana, I don't know if you've met her yet, well, she has had a thing for George since third year. Don't tell her you like him. She gets possessive."
Hailey's mouth formed a silent, "Oh!"
"Well then, I guess I better keep it a secret. I don't want to go making enemies with anyone," Hailey whispered.
"No, don't be silly. Come on, it's getting late and, besides, we don't want to be down here with the boys. They can get annoying," Maika said rather loudly.
"Hey! I resent that!" Anton yelled from across the room. "I heard you!"
Giggling a bit, the girls headed up towards the dormitory. Hailey began talking about her life and why she came to Hogwarts while Maika listened intently. She was definitely going to be a great friend.
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"Checkmate," Ron boasted proudly as Devlynn sighed. "You guys need to practice more. Beating you just isn't as fun anymore."
"I'll beat you one of these days, Weasley. Just you wait," Devlynn snorted and began packing up his pieces. "Have you seen my sister? When she's quiet for this long, I get nervous."
"Nervous about what, Devvy?" Keara jumped on top of him and smiled asking, "Afraid I might run off and never come home? Oh, how sweet you are to me!" She planted a giant kiss on his cheek.
"I'm going to sleep," Devlynn murmured, wiping his sister's kiss from his face. "You're gross sometimes, you know?" Keara laughed as Devlynn walked up to the boys' third year dormitory.
"Ron, have you met the new Gryffindors yet?" she questioned, pointing to a group of people huddled by the fireplace.
"No, actually, I haven't…Well, I did meet Bianca. She was nice, and I spoke to Willow at dinner."
"Come on, I'll introduce you to them." Keara pulled his arm and drug him over to the group of girls who were sitting around the fireplace. "Ron, this is Meagn Gosnell, Zoltan Sergent, Nicole Roselynn, you know your sister and Wren…and this is Michelle Garcia …Right?" The girl nodded. " And this is Sabrina Chang, Cho's cousin, and you know Nicola," Keara continued.
"Yes, we know each other," Nicola whispered and quickly looked away.
"It's nice to meet you all," Ron smiled and Keara pulled him away from the group again.
"Where's Harry? I haven't seen him all night," she asked. Looking around the common room, she let out a long growl. "Well if you see him or Hermione, tell them I said goodnight." Keara then pulled Ron in and kissed his cheek. "Goodnight, Ron!" She turned and left, laughing the entire way.
"She has way too much energy at times!" Ron thought to himself, wiping the slimy kiss from his face. Yet, she was right. Where was Harry? He took long strides to the portrait and left hoping that Harry or Hermione were not very far away.
Harry walked in the shadows, following Hermione and Strider. He had yet to meet Strider, but already he found him disturbing. Something about him had enchanted Hermione, and Harry did not like it at all. He followed them down the corridor and watched them disappear into an empty classroom.
"What are you doing Hermione?" Harry thought taking a few more steps towards the classroom.
"Harry!" his heart stopped for a moment then he turned around with his finger pressed to his lips.
"Shhhhhhhh!" he hissed.
Ron jogged up behind him and looked down the hall. "What are you doing, Harry? I've been looking everywhere for you! What are you shhhhh-ing me about?" Harry pointed to a classroom and they both peeked inside. Hermione and Strider were lost in a deep conversation, and, by the looks of it, they were holding hands. "Hey, what's he doing?" Ron whispered in Harry's ear.
"I'm not sure. It looks suspicious," Harry whispered back.
"The only thing that looks suspicious is two boys out of their rooms at this time." Aletta stood behind them with her hands across her chest. "May I ask what you two are doing?"
"Well, you see, professor, Harry was…well, I was…and then Harry…" Ron looked at Harry with pleading eyes.
"We were checking up on our friend. She's inside this classroom," Harry pointed for the professor.
"Ms. Granger and Mr. Lunas have special permission to be out. You two on the other hand…"
"Actually, Professor Averill, if it is ok, I would like to speak to my friends," Hermione inched out of the door. "Even if they are spying on me."
"Very well, Ms. Granger. Don't let me catch you again," she eyed Harry and Ron and then continued down the hall.
"Remind me not to sign up for that dueling club," breathed Ron.
"Come inside, both of you," Hermione's voice was distant and Harry immediately knew something was wrong.
The entered the class in silence, barely even exchanging glances with Strider, whom they had yet to meet. Harry took a seat across from Hermione and Ron stood behind, next to him. There was an awkwardness in the air and Harry fidgeted in his seat.
"Something happened to me this morning," she choked a bit and Strider placed his hand on her shoulder. "The reason I wasn't on the train this morning was because…. I went downstairs and…and…" Hermione burst into tears, "my parents were murdered! Lucius Malfoy…he killed my parents!"
Harry looked at Ron, whose face had gone completely white. Hermione cried, shaking a bit as Strider rubbed her back. Harry stood from his seat and embraced her. She lowered her head in between his head and shoulder and cried. They remained there the entire night.
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Aletta slowly made her way down the hall, checking each classroom for signs of trouble. She recalled back in her day the many times she had snuck out at night. This time she would be able to administer the punishment instead of receiving it. It was quiet and peaceful and Aletta desperately wished she was at home with her tea, her books, and Emmy. A small movement from behind a statue caught her attention and quickly she removed her wand. Whatever it was had tried to hide again, but she knew better. She, after all, had been involved with things like this for years.
"Come out. I won't hurt you unless I have a reason." There was a whimper and another clatter. "Please make this easy." Another clatter from behind the statue brought the intruder out into plain sight. "Emmy?" Aletta questioned.
"Oh, missy, Emmy received your letter and was so sad. She brought your things, like Missy asked, but she couldn't leave without a goodbye." A tear fell from the house-elf's eye.
"Emmy, you should have told me you were still here." Aletta walked over and hugged her tightly.
"Please don't leave again, Missy. Emmy remembers when you were gone all that time ago. Emmy will miss you, she will."
"How about I see if you can stay here with me? Would you like that Emmy? You can live with me here until I come home." Emmy's eyes opened wide with excitement.
"Oh, Missy, yes! Emmy would love that!" she clapped her hands together then took Aletta by the hand. "Now show Emmy where you sleep so she can keep your things nice."
Aletta grumbled a bit, "It's down in the dungeons, Emmy. I guess I'll show you."
She guided Emmy towards her room and prayed that Snape had already gone to bed.
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All right guys, I am almost one hundred and fifty percent positive that everyone was mentioned in this chapter. It's really hard to get everyone to interact in the chapter, but I promise that they will. The story just needs to get underway. All right, please review when you're done. I know you cant review for the same chapter twice (which is what it will say) but do it unsigned and I would be most grateful. Okay? Thanks guys! Next chapter will be out soon!!