Author's Notes : It should be obivious what characters I own and don't own... :P The ones you don't recognize as being really from Harry Potter, take for granted they belong to me. Especially Patience. I'll find a way to make her real and attack you if you steal her. Bwahaha. The rating seems harsh now, but wait until the later chapters. ^_^
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Several years after the class of Harry Potter and crew have begun their studies at Hogwarts, a new class of students prepares for their arrival at Hogwarts. Of course, this is the norm, it is how it has been for years and decades and even centuries. What isn't normal, is a few of the students who are arriving.......
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"PATTY!! Get down here!" an old crackling voice of a woman shrieks through the hallways of a large home. The walls shake, and a picture or two jump, but don't fall. "PATTYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!"
"I'm coming! Shut up would you!? I can hear you perfectly fine!" a much younger girl's voice calls from above the older woman's voice. The owner of the young voice peeks out of a bedroom door, and her looks do not match her angry voice. She's only eleven years old, but very pretty for her age. With her long black hair, extremely pale white skin and bright yellow eyes, she looks almost dead. A beautiful young living corpse. "And stop calling me that! It's PATIENCE. Not PATTY. Not Trisha! PATIENCE!!"
The old woman who owns the other voice, looks like a maid... her gray hair tied in a tight bun, and her faded blue eyes blazing. She's wearing a gray maid's uniform, that looks old and overly small for the old woman's frame. "Patience. Come down here, there's post for you."
Patience's eyes brighten even more, and she flounces down the stairs, her dark blue nightgown flowing around her. "Well!? Give it here!"
The old maid holds up a letter to the girl, who swipes it away, and runs back up to her room. Once there, she slams the door behind her, and sits on her plush bed. She looks over the letter, and her jaw falls open at the symbol on the back... the symbol of Hogwarts. "NO!! Father assured me they wouldn't find me! EDITH! COME UP HERE!"
Patience stomps around in her bedroom, pacing the floor, ripping open the envelope, and reading the obligatory welcome to Hogwarts letter every child who was accepted there received.
"Yes Patience?" the maid, Edith, whispers through the door, obviously not having liked been yelled at by the child.
"Find out where father is, NOW. I demand to know why THIS is here!" she screams, holding up the letter, and shaking it over her head.
Edith looks at the flailing letter, and smiles, "Oh deary, you were accepted! I'm proud of you."
"PROUD OF ME!? I don't want to go to some school for FREAKS!!"
"Pardon miss, but perhaps they could help you with your... problem. Yes?"
Patience cocks her head to one side, and stops her ranting and raving. She sighs hard, and sits on her bed again, a fluffy black tail flicking out to her side. "Yeah, and then I could come home, and not be so strange. You can go now, Edith. Start packing my things."
When the maid leaves, Patience starts getting changed, when a knock comes at her window. She almost jumps onto the bed, very startled, as anyone would be, who lives on the second floor of a house, and doesn't expect someone to be able to reach their window. After a moment of calming down, she decides to investigate what is going on. Not the smartest thing, she opens the window, and a huge owl swoops in, making her almost scream, but she's tougher than that!...
The owl flies around her room once, then perches on top of one of Patience's extravagant dollhouses, preening one of it's wings, and holding a leg out to her, on which a note is tied. Taking a deep breath, she takes the note off the owl's leg, and stares at the owl for a moment. "Why would a great horned be flying into my bedroom?" She had been forced to learn about owls the previous school year, in her REAL school, not this Hogwarts trash she was being forced to visit. Unrolling the note, she sees why this owl is here...
~~Patience Absurdi,
This is your owl, he is to be your animal companion at Hogwarts. He has been specially trained by a great dark wizard, and will kill at the will of his master. He knows not his master yet, but once you speak the special words at the end of this note, he will know you are his mistress.
He eats only field mice and corn snakes, but will eat chocolate, just don't over feed him, or he will become fat, and return to his trainer to become fit once again. This will mean you are without him, and protection, so we advise you to not over feed him.
He has not a name, so speak it at the end of the incantation, bonding him to you. As you are part animagi, you should be able to speak with him, but be warned, he was raised in a french home, and only began to learn english through his training. It is advised you keep up with your french studies, as your father told you.
Good luck at Hogwarts.
-- Madiel, head of Seraph clan
P.S., your father will meet you at Diagon Alley. He will be sending a second owl this evening, with some floo powder, along with instructions how to use it. Good luck.
P.P.S., here are the words you must speak... Medius Tamiel Elsian Seraph Patience... and the name you choose for your owl.~~
Patience flips over the paper, then sets it down on her desk, looking at the seal of her clan, the Seraph clan... Simply two feathers surrounding a flame. She was sent away to live with some muggles who were paid a lot of money to raise her. Her clan thought it better for a child to not have to grow up in the midst of dark magic, but to embrace it when the time came. Her time would come after her 14th birthday, much like it had for her sister a couple years earlier. Her sister didn't have to attend Hogwarts though. Oh no. She had been accepted to a far better and prouder private magic school. Oh well, anything to learn enough skills to get rid of her tail... Ugh. Being half animagi, and not knowing how to shift properly was horrible, even if her muggle friends thought it was cool. She didn't care, it was embarrassing when people who didn't know her would laugh. And then she would use small spells on them. She had yet to be caught by the Ministry of Magic, thanks to her father setting a spell on her that shielded her from detection, so long as she didn't over do it, or use an Unforgivable Curse. Which was past her ability anyway.
She sits back on her bed, and watches the owl, who watches back, his golden eyes glowing brightly. Patience's own yellow eyes looking away momentarily in thought... "Orion."
The owl shifts from one foot to the other, and Patience holds out an arm to it. The owl flies right onto the new perch that is her arm. "Medius... Tamiel... Elsian... Seraph... Patience... Orion!"
At that instant, Patience's mind floods with thoughts of other owls, a man who Patience figures to be the trainer, and mice, lots of mice. She looks at the owl, who hoots quietly, then swoops off of her arm, and back on top of the dollhouse. Patience smirks, and writes a note on fancily printed stationary, and ties it to Orion's leg, simply thanking her clan for the gift. Orion swoops off into the morning sky with the note, sending more thoughts to Patience's mind, until the bond is slowly broken by distance. "This will be... interesting."
*****
Meanwhile, clear across the country...
"KES! KES!! I GOT IN! I GOT IIIIIIIIIN!!" a squealing little girl's voice rings through what seems to be the entire CITY. "Hogwarts! They want ME, ME!!"
"Down girl!" an older girl's voice tries to whisper, but loud enough to sound adult-like. "Give it here, I've never seen a Hogwarts acceptance letter before."
The two girls look almost like twins, if one wasn't obviously a few years other than the other. They both have long curly red hair, and sparkling green eyes. Both have naturally deeply tanned skin, which makes them the envy of all their friends. They're not exactly beautiful, and the elder of the two is more heavy set, but they don't really care much for looks, they're a lot more considered with taking care of each other.
"Wow Char, you think you'll be able to handle going to big scary ol' Hogwarts by yourself? I mean, I COULD come with you." The elder of the two says with a laugh, knowing she's too old to visit Hogwarts, but would sure love to...
"Psht. I'm big enough to get accepted by them, I'm sure I'll be just fine without you, Kesan."
The elder girl, Kesan, rolls her eyes, and grins. "Alright, alright... Now then, let's go make a victory breakfast for my little witch!"
The two, Kesan and Charmaine, best known as Char, are sisters. Charmaine having just turned 11 a few weeks earlier, and Kesan being just a tad over 17. Their parents went missing about a year or two earlier... they stopped keeping track of the days, knowing that they weren't coming back. But it was alright, they were happy, and now Char's dream had come true, she was accepted to Hogwarts!
"Kes? Can we PLEEEEEEASE go buy me an owl? I'll get EVERYTHING else second hand, even my WAND if I have to. I just really really want an owl... one of my own."
Kesan looks over across the kitchen at the owl they already owned. Mind you, it's long dead, and stuffed. "I guess it's about time we go buy a new one anyway. How about two? So we can write to each other, from here and Hogwarts. They can be sisters, like us!"
Char grins, and flattens out her pajama top, trying to look important, "Oh yes, and we can stop window shopping for once Kes!"
"Why's that?"
"Well..." Char whispers, and holds out a hand, filled with gold coins.
"CHARMAINE! WHERE DID YOU GET THOSE!?" Kesan screams, horrified that her little sister might have resorted to stealing.
"The owl who brought my letter brought them! Look here, there's a second letter." she squeaks, holding up another letter for her sister's inspection.
"Charmaine and Kesan Bilet," Kesan reads aloud, "We are aware of your lack of funds and/or proper guardians. Since we are merely the Ministry of Magic, and you live among muggles, we have no right to interfere in your family life. However, a few of us here have decided to start a small collection for the two of you. As an added note, Kesan, you have been under watch for the past several months since your parents disappearance, and we have decided... You will be joining Hogwarts with your sister, as a teacher's aide. Where you will learn what it takes to be a teacher of any art you prefer. You will be paid --in full-- for your work, and given a room to live at during your stay at Hogwarts." Kesan chokes and puts the letter down, starting to cry.
"KES!? What's wrong?? Isn't this good??"
Kesan just laughs, and hugs her little sister, "It's great Char, it's the best. Come on, we'll get breakfast at Diagon Alley, and see about that new owl for you. I don't think I'll need one now. Go get dressed!"
Char flies down the hall to her room, and quickly gets changed, leaving Kesan to re-read the letter... She knows the real reason why she was being invited to Hogwarts as a teacher's aide. Everyone in the wizarding world felt sorry for her and her sister... Everyone had a suspicion that their parents had fallen in with the dark wizarding crowd... The sisters weren't dark wizards, and everyone knew that too. It was hard not to believe, what with them never breaking a single rule, and acting as much like muggles as they could. Being poor really hurt them both though, maybe things would change now...
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Uhm... o_O Yea... One rich spoiled brat, and two poor sisters. Hahaaaaa... I'm such a geek. Anyway... just wait until the three get to meet each other. And yes, they will meet. Cuz I said so. I own them! RAWR!!!
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Several years after the class of Harry Potter and crew have begun their studies at Hogwarts, a new class of students prepares for their arrival at Hogwarts. Of course, this is the norm, it is how it has been for years and decades and even centuries. What isn't normal, is a few of the students who are arriving.......
*****
"PATTY!! Get down here!" an old crackling voice of a woman shrieks through the hallways of a large home. The walls shake, and a picture or two jump, but don't fall. "PATTYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!"
"I'm coming! Shut up would you!? I can hear you perfectly fine!" a much younger girl's voice calls from above the older woman's voice. The owner of the young voice peeks out of a bedroom door, and her looks do not match her angry voice. She's only eleven years old, but very pretty for her age. With her long black hair, extremely pale white skin and bright yellow eyes, she looks almost dead. A beautiful young living corpse. "And stop calling me that! It's PATIENCE. Not PATTY. Not Trisha! PATIENCE!!"
The old woman who owns the other voice, looks like a maid... her gray hair tied in a tight bun, and her faded blue eyes blazing. She's wearing a gray maid's uniform, that looks old and overly small for the old woman's frame. "Patience. Come down here, there's post for you."
Patience's eyes brighten even more, and she flounces down the stairs, her dark blue nightgown flowing around her. "Well!? Give it here!"
The old maid holds up a letter to the girl, who swipes it away, and runs back up to her room. Once there, she slams the door behind her, and sits on her plush bed. She looks over the letter, and her jaw falls open at the symbol on the back... the symbol of Hogwarts. "NO!! Father assured me they wouldn't find me! EDITH! COME UP HERE!"
Patience stomps around in her bedroom, pacing the floor, ripping open the envelope, and reading the obligatory welcome to Hogwarts letter every child who was accepted there received.
"Yes Patience?" the maid, Edith, whispers through the door, obviously not having liked been yelled at by the child.
"Find out where father is, NOW. I demand to know why THIS is here!" she screams, holding up the letter, and shaking it over her head.
Edith looks at the flailing letter, and smiles, "Oh deary, you were accepted! I'm proud of you."
"PROUD OF ME!? I don't want to go to some school for FREAKS!!"
"Pardon miss, but perhaps they could help you with your... problem. Yes?"
Patience cocks her head to one side, and stops her ranting and raving. She sighs hard, and sits on her bed again, a fluffy black tail flicking out to her side. "Yeah, and then I could come home, and not be so strange. You can go now, Edith. Start packing my things."
When the maid leaves, Patience starts getting changed, when a knock comes at her window. She almost jumps onto the bed, very startled, as anyone would be, who lives on the second floor of a house, and doesn't expect someone to be able to reach their window. After a moment of calming down, she decides to investigate what is going on. Not the smartest thing, she opens the window, and a huge owl swoops in, making her almost scream, but she's tougher than that!...
The owl flies around her room once, then perches on top of one of Patience's extravagant dollhouses, preening one of it's wings, and holding a leg out to her, on which a note is tied. Taking a deep breath, she takes the note off the owl's leg, and stares at the owl for a moment. "Why would a great horned be flying into my bedroom?" She had been forced to learn about owls the previous school year, in her REAL school, not this Hogwarts trash she was being forced to visit. Unrolling the note, she sees why this owl is here...
~~Patience Absurdi,
This is your owl, he is to be your animal companion at Hogwarts. He has been specially trained by a great dark wizard, and will kill at the will of his master. He knows not his master yet, but once you speak the special words at the end of this note, he will know you are his mistress.
He eats only field mice and corn snakes, but will eat chocolate, just don't over feed him, or he will become fat, and return to his trainer to become fit once again. This will mean you are without him, and protection, so we advise you to not over feed him.
He has not a name, so speak it at the end of the incantation, bonding him to you. As you are part animagi, you should be able to speak with him, but be warned, he was raised in a french home, and only began to learn english through his training. It is advised you keep up with your french studies, as your father told you.
Good luck at Hogwarts.
-- Madiel, head of Seraph clan
P.S., your father will meet you at Diagon Alley. He will be sending a second owl this evening, with some floo powder, along with instructions how to use it. Good luck.
P.P.S., here are the words you must speak... Medius Tamiel Elsian Seraph Patience... and the name you choose for your owl.~~
Patience flips over the paper, then sets it down on her desk, looking at the seal of her clan, the Seraph clan... Simply two feathers surrounding a flame. She was sent away to live with some muggles who were paid a lot of money to raise her. Her clan thought it better for a child to not have to grow up in the midst of dark magic, but to embrace it when the time came. Her time would come after her 14th birthday, much like it had for her sister a couple years earlier. Her sister didn't have to attend Hogwarts though. Oh no. She had been accepted to a far better and prouder private magic school. Oh well, anything to learn enough skills to get rid of her tail... Ugh. Being half animagi, and not knowing how to shift properly was horrible, even if her muggle friends thought it was cool. She didn't care, it was embarrassing when people who didn't know her would laugh. And then she would use small spells on them. She had yet to be caught by the Ministry of Magic, thanks to her father setting a spell on her that shielded her from detection, so long as she didn't over do it, or use an Unforgivable Curse. Which was past her ability anyway.
She sits back on her bed, and watches the owl, who watches back, his golden eyes glowing brightly. Patience's own yellow eyes looking away momentarily in thought... "Orion."
The owl shifts from one foot to the other, and Patience holds out an arm to it. The owl flies right onto the new perch that is her arm. "Medius... Tamiel... Elsian... Seraph... Patience... Orion!"
At that instant, Patience's mind floods with thoughts of other owls, a man who Patience figures to be the trainer, and mice, lots of mice. She looks at the owl, who hoots quietly, then swoops off of her arm, and back on top of the dollhouse. Patience smirks, and writes a note on fancily printed stationary, and ties it to Orion's leg, simply thanking her clan for the gift. Orion swoops off into the morning sky with the note, sending more thoughts to Patience's mind, until the bond is slowly broken by distance. "This will be... interesting."
*****
Meanwhile, clear across the country...
"KES! KES!! I GOT IN! I GOT IIIIIIIIIN!!" a squealing little girl's voice rings through what seems to be the entire CITY. "Hogwarts! They want ME, ME!!"
"Down girl!" an older girl's voice tries to whisper, but loud enough to sound adult-like. "Give it here, I've never seen a Hogwarts acceptance letter before."
The two girls look almost like twins, if one wasn't obviously a few years other than the other. They both have long curly red hair, and sparkling green eyes. Both have naturally deeply tanned skin, which makes them the envy of all their friends. They're not exactly beautiful, and the elder of the two is more heavy set, but they don't really care much for looks, they're a lot more considered with taking care of each other.
"Wow Char, you think you'll be able to handle going to big scary ol' Hogwarts by yourself? I mean, I COULD come with you." The elder of the two says with a laugh, knowing she's too old to visit Hogwarts, but would sure love to...
"Psht. I'm big enough to get accepted by them, I'm sure I'll be just fine without you, Kesan."
The elder girl, Kesan, rolls her eyes, and grins. "Alright, alright... Now then, let's go make a victory breakfast for my little witch!"
The two, Kesan and Charmaine, best known as Char, are sisters. Charmaine having just turned 11 a few weeks earlier, and Kesan being just a tad over 17. Their parents went missing about a year or two earlier... they stopped keeping track of the days, knowing that they weren't coming back. But it was alright, they were happy, and now Char's dream had come true, she was accepted to Hogwarts!
"Kes? Can we PLEEEEEEASE go buy me an owl? I'll get EVERYTHING else second hand, even my WAND if I have to. I just really really want an owl... one of my own."
Kesan looks over across the kitchen at the owl they already owned. Mind you, it's long dead, and stuffed. "I guess it's about time we go buy a new one anyway. How about two? So we can write to each other, from here and Hogwarts. They can be sisters, like us!"
Char grins, and flattens out her pajama top, trying to look important, "Oh yes, and we can stop window shopping for once Kes!"
"Why's that?"
"Well..." Char whispers, and holds out a hand, filled with gold coins.
"CHARMAINE! WHERE DID YOU GET THOSE!?" Kesan screams, horrified that her little sister might have resorted to stealing.
"The owl who brought my letter brought them! Look here, there's a second letter." she squeaks, holding up another letter for her sister's inspection.
"Charmaine and Kesan Bilet," Kesan reads aloud, "We are aware of your lack of funds and/or proper guardians. Since we are merely the Ministry of Magic, and you live among muggles, we have no right to interfere in your family life. However, a few of us here have decided to start a small collection for the two of you. As an added note, Kesan, you have been under watch for the past several months since your parents disappearance, and we have decided... You will be joining Hogwarts with your sister, as a teacher's aide. Where you will learn what it takes to be a teacher of any art you prefer. You will be paid --in full-- for your work, and given a room to live at during your stay at Hogwarts." Kesan chokes and puts the letter down, starting to cry.
"KES!? What's wrong?? Isn't this good??"
Kesan just laughs, and hugs her little sister, "It's great Char, it's the best. Come on, we'll get breakfast at Diagon Alley, and see about that new owl for you. I don't think I'll need one now. Go get dressed!"
Char flies down the hall to her room, and quickly gets changed, leaving Kesan to re-read the letter... She knows the real reason why she was being invited to Hogwarts as a teacher's aide. Everyone in the wizarding world felt sorry for her and her sister... Everyone had a suspicion that their parents had fallen in with the dark wizarding crowd... The sisters weren't dark wizards, and everyone knew that too. It was hard not to believe, what with them never breaking a single rule, and acting as much like muggles as they could. Being poor really hurt them both though, maybe things would change now...
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Uhm... o_O Yea... One rich spoiled brat, and two poor sisters. Hahaaaaa... I'm such a geek. Anyway... just wait until the three get to meet each other. And yes, they will meet. Cuz I said so. I own them! RAWR!!!