A day in the life of a muggle
By Maddy
Chapter 11
A/n people have been saying why don't the witches and wizards freak out over being muggles. To be quite frank with you would you like the same feelings repeated over and over again?
Still Eleanor's POV as I missed something out in the last chapter
Eleanor was sitting in Snape's chair trying to mark papers though knowing absolutely nothing. Instead she corrected grammar and spellings and gave every one A's. There was a soft knock at the door. "Come in." called Eleanor hoping it wasn't Sirius again.
A pale blond boy walked through the door. "What can I do for you?" Draco was holding something in his hand. This later turned out to be someone. A hand, followed by an arm, then a shoulder and finally a head. It was Ginny Weasley! Eleanor rose her eyebrows. "What can I do for you both?"
They both quickly sat down. "We need some advise Professor." Answered Draco, Ginny stayed silent. "Well we've been going out since last year, but we want to tell every one we're fed up of putting up an act."
"So what do you need help with?"
"We want you to make sure the Weasleys don't kill us."
Eleanor snorted. "If I am correct in speaking only Ron is here and Dumbledore will not let your family kill either of you. Draco what about your family?"
"What about my family? They're dead. D'you want me to go ask their permission at their graves?"
"No, I can assure you that the Weasleys will not kill you while you are on the Hogwarts grounds. Now I suggest you go and tell them the news, though not in the Gryffindor common room, some where, where a lot of people will be around, say the library near Madame Pince, or you could tell them outside the Infirmary it will save you all the trouble of having to float each other there." Eleanor grinned at Ginny's petrified look. "I'm joking. Though you should stay in a public place."
They both stood up and left.
***
Snape's POV
I woke up early not opening my eyes though feeling the sun on my face. Odd I thought there are no windows in the dungeons. I opened my eyes to see a window of medium size, next to the bed. The room was bright with pine furniture defiantly not my room. I wasn't in the infirmary no the walls were red and yellow more likely to be a Gryffindor bedroom. I looked at a clock, which suddenly changed from 6.15 to 6.16 it was most defiantly a muggle clock. It had glowing red letters with a series of knobs on the top, a very odd muggle contraption, much like their science. I got out of the bed, an orange wisp of something fell across my face. I pulled it which made my head hurt. I walked up to a mirror and found a girl staring straight back at me. She had auburn hair to mid back with brown eyes. I moved my hand the girl's hand moved as well. I was the girl!
Must have been a confusing potion mixed with my drink with a hint of monkswood making me delirious, or it could be a test either way I don't like the look of it.
I walked to a door and found my self on a landing of a muggle variety there was a painting not moving at all. I slowly went down the stairs careful not to make any noise. Was I in a house full of people from Hogwarts stuck in someones, a muggle's to be sure body.
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"Au nom du Pere et du fils et du saint esprit
Vraiment il est juste et bon de te render gloire
Toujours et en tout lieu, a toi seigneur,
Qui nous donne tant de joie.
Au nom du Pere et du fils et du saint esprit."
I was now in a muggle school, in a French lesson saying: In the name of the father and of the son and of the Holy Spirit.
It is just and good to return glory for you. Always and in all places, you have lord, given us joy.
In the name of the father and of the son and of the Holy Spirit.
I'm not even a catholic.
"Bonjour j'espère vous tout a eu un bon et que vous sont tout et prêt revenir et fait quelques ." (I'm not all that good at French so bear with me. Good morning i hope you all had a good holiday and that you are all healthy and ready to come back and do some work.)
Annoying jolly are you ready to do some work? They have no choice they have to do work.
"Ce terme nous étudiera vacances, nourriture et vêtements. Vous fera aussi les verbes dans present et avenir. Eleanor est-ce que vos vacances était comment?" (This term we will be studying holidays, food and clothes. You will also have to learn the verbs in present past and future. Eleanor how was your holiday?)
I looked up she had said Eleanor which I had found out earlier was my name. "Mes vacances perçaient très et ennuyeux. J'ai dépensé la plupart des vacances qui lisent ou dévisager dans l'espace." (My holiday was very boring and tedious. i spent most of the holidays reading or staring into space)
The teacher looked at me strangely. "Vous est-ce que rafraîchir français avez été? (have you been brushing up on French?)
"Aucune ma tante est française" (No my aunt is French)
"Est-ce que vous Etes resté avec elle par-dessus les vacances?" (Did you stay with her over the holiday?)
By now the rest of the class was staring at me strangely. The teacher spent the rest of the lesson twittering on at me in French while the rest of the class stared at us blankly not understanding a word. When the lesson had finished she dragged me out of the class, still talking in French and showed me to a Mr Armstrong. "Elle parle français à parfaits que je veux la mettre en bas pour prendre son GCSE's plus tôt (She is speaking perfect French I want to put her down to take her GCSE's earlier)
What were GCSE's? some muggle tests of some sort. They conversed about the pro's and cons and then the French teacher told me to go to Spanish they would talk to me later. Spanish? Another language were they mad? (I personally think they are I can barely remember French let alone Spanish but only half a year ledt fo Spanish and then a can drop it yay!)
I could speak Spanish as well, I only learnt it so I could read texts about potions some of the greatest brewers were form France, Spain and Italy.
"Why are you late?" asked the teacher in english. It couldn't help to show of could it?"
"La necesidad francesa del maestro para ponerme hacia abajo para francés de GCSE (The French teacher want to put me down for GCSE French.)
The teaxher rose her eyebrow but told me to sit down. "My name is Senora Clarke I will be your Spanish teacher until the end of the year. I myself am Italian and am fluent in English, Spanish, French, Tibetan and latin, I'm also a qualifies translator."
"Che fanno I traduttori?" (What do translators do?) I asked in Italian
the teacher squeaked and started twittering away in Italian on how do I know Spanish, she then swore and started hyper ventilating. Someone ran up to her and asked if she was ok. "She speaks Italian." She said in English.
Wow big deal. "Eleanor? You could barely talk a word of French now you're fluent in French, Spanish and Italian what's going on?" Someone asked
This was quite funny. I started talking in Spanish. "You're not Eleanor?" asked a girl who must be fluent in Spanish. I shook my head this wa going to be a long day.
***
I actually managed to finish that chapter. I can't wait till the next one you'll probably stare at me blankly and wonder what I'm on (only apple juice) but who cares? Apart form my parent, but plz read and review I'll post quicker if you do!
Indigo ziona- how does Lupin know Eleanor? Well they used to be next door neighbours but Lupin sold his house. It will be explained more in the next chapter I think. The next chapter is not the end in case your wondering though it is sort of a turning point in the story. I'll also take this moment to say there will be a sequel to this story called fate which will come out as soon as I've finished this. I'm actually on the 9th chapter of that and it's 73 pages! I better finish this one soon only about 6 chapters left.
Maddy
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By Maddy
Chapter 11
A/n people have been saying why don't the witches and wizards freak out over being muggles. To be quite frank with you would you like the same feelings repeated over and over again?
Still Eleanor's POV as I missed something out in the last chapter
Eleanor was sitting in Snape's chair trying to mark papers though knowing absolutely nothing. Instead she corrected grammar and spellings and gave every one A's. There was a soft knock at the door. "Come in." called Eleanor hoping it wasn't Sirius again.
A pale blond boy walked through the door. "What can I do for you?" Draco was holding something in his hand. This later turned out to be someone. A hand, followed by an arm, then a shoulder and finally a head. It was Ginny Weasley! Eleanor rose her eyebrows. "What can I do for you both?"
They both quickly sat down. "We need some advise Professor." Answered Draco, Ginny stayed silent. "Well we've been going out since last year, but we want to tell every one we're fed up of putting up an act."
"So what do you need help with?"
"We want you to make sure the Weasleys don't kill us."
Eleanor snorted. "If I am correct in speaking only Ron is here and Dumbledore will not let your family kill either of you. Draco what about your family?"
"What about my family? They're dead. D'you want me to go ask their permission at their graves?"
"No, I can assure you that the Weasleys will not kill you while you are on the Hogwarts grounds. Now I suggest you go and tell them the news, though not in the Gryffindor common room, some where, where a lot of people will be around, say the library near Madame Pince, or you could tell them outside the Infirmary it will save you all the trouble of having to float each other there." Eleanor grinned at Ginny's petrified look. "I'm joking. Though you should stay in a public place."
They both stood up and left.
***
Snape's POV
I woke up early not opening my eyes though feeling the sun on my face. Odd I thought there are no windows in the dungeons. I opened my eyes to see a window of medium size, next to the bed. The room was bright with pine furniture defiantly not my room. I wasn't in the infirmary no the walls were red and yellow more likely to be a Gryffindor bedroom. I looked at a clock, which suddenly changed from 6.15 to 6.16 it was most defiantly a muggle clock. It had glowing red letters with a series of knobs on the top, a very odd muggle contraption, much like their science. I got out of the bed, an orange wisp of something fell across my face. I pulled it which made my head hurt. I walked up to a mirror and found a girl staring straight back at me. She had auburn hair to mid back with brown eyes. I moved my hand the girl's hand moved as well. I was the girl!
Must have been a confusing potion mixed with my drink with a hint of monkswood making me delirious, or it could be a test either way I don't like the look of it.
I walked to a door and found my self on a landing of a muggle variety there was a painting not moving at all. I slowly went down the stairs careful not to make any noise. Was I in a house full of people from Hogwarts stuck in someones, a muggle's to be sure body.
***
"Au nom du Pere et du fils et du saint esprit
Vraiment il est juste et bon de te render gloire
Toujours et en tout lieu, a toi seigneur,
Qui nous donne tant de joie.
Au nom du Pere et du fils et du saint esprit."
I was now in a muggle school, in a French lesson saying: In the name of the father and of the son and of the Holy Spirit.
It is just and good to return glory for you. Always and in all places, you have lord, given us joy.
In the name of the father and of the son and of the Holy Spirit.
I'm not even a catholic.
"Bonjour j'espère vous tout a eu un bon et que vous sont tout et prêt revenir et fait quelques ." (I'm not all that good at French so bear with me. Good morning i hope you all had a good holiday and that you are all healthy and ready to come back and do some work.)
Annoying jolly are you ready to do some work? They have no choice they have to do work.
"Ce terme nous étudiera vacances, nourriture et vêtements. Vous fera aussi les verbes dans present et avenir. Eleanor est-ce que vos vacances était comment?" (This term we will be studying holidays, food and clothes. You will also have to learn the verbs in present past and future. Eleanor how was your holiday?)
I looked up she had said Eleanor which I had found out earlier was my name. "Mes vacances perçaient très et ennuyeux. J'ai dépensé la plupart des vacances qui lisent ou dévisager dans l'espace." (My holiday was very boring and tedious. i spent most of the holidays reading or staring into space)
The teacher looked at me strangely. "Vous est-ce que rafraîchir français avez été? (have you been brushing up on French?)
"Aucune ma tante est française" (No my aunt is French)
"Est-ce que vous Etes resté avec elle par-dessus les vacances?" (Did you stay with her over the holiday?)
By now the rest of the class was staring at me strangely. The teacher spent the rest of the lesson twittering on at me in French while the rest of the class stared at us blankly not understanding a word. When the lesson had finished she dragged me out of the class, still talking in French and showed me to a Mr Armstrong. "Elle parle français à parfaits que je veux la mettre en bas pour prendre son GCSE's plus tôt (She is speaking perfect French I want to put her down to take her GCSE's earlier)
What were GCSE's? some muggle tests of some sort. They conversed about the pro's and cons and then the French teacher told me to go to Spanish they would talk to me later. Spanish? Another language were they mad? (I personally think they are I can barely remember French let alone Spanish but only half a year ledt fo Spanish and then a can drop it yay!)
I could speak Spanish as well, I only learnt it so I could read texts about potions some of the greatest brewers were form France, Spain and Italy.
"Why are you late?" asked the teacher in english. It couldn't help to show of could it?"
"La necesidad francesa del maestro para ponerme hacia abajo para francés de GCSE (The French teacher want to put me down for GCSE French.)
The teaxher rose her eyebrow but told me to sit down. "My name is Senora Clarke I will be your Spanish teacher until the end of the year. I myself am Italian and am fluent in English, Spanish, French, Tibetan and latin, I'm also a qualifies translator."
"Che fanno I traduttori?" (What do translators do?) I asked in Italian
the teacher squeaked and started twittering away in Italian on how do I know Spanish, she then swore and started hyper ventilating. Someone ran up to her and asked if she was ok. "She speaks Italian." She said in English.
Wow big deal. "Eleanor? You could barely talk a word of French now you're fluent in French, Spanish and Italian what's going on?" Someone asked
This was quite funny. I started talking in Spanish. "You're not Eleanor?" asked a girl who must be fluent in Spanish. I shook my head this wa going to be a long day.
***
I actually managed to finish that chapter. I can't wait till the next one you'll probably stare at me blankly and wonder what I'm on (only apple juice) but who cares? Apart form my parent, but plz read and review I'll post quicker if you do!
Indigo ziona- how does Lupin know Eleanor? Well they used to be next door neighbours but Lupin sold his house. It will be explained more in the next chapter I think. The next chapter is not the end in case your wondering though it is sort of a turning point in the story. I'll also take this moment to say there will be a sequel to this story called fate which will come out as soon as I've finished this. I'm actually on the 9th chapter of that and it's 73 pages! I better finish this one soon only about 6 chapters left.
Maddy
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