*A/N: I know I haven't updated any in a while, but my comp was having
problems. Sorry!
Thanks to my 2 reviewers, sorry but my comp won't let me see who you are!
Smiles hide more than you think
Chapter 2: Settling in
"DRAGONSBANE!" a hush fell over the room as the hat called out this house. I was a little surprised at this, was it a very bad house to be in? But Dumbledore rose and spoke.
"Ah. I think now might perhaps be the time to fill you in on a little Hogwarts history. You see, there were originally FIVE founders of Hogwarts, Godric Gryffindor, Rowena Ravenclaw, Salazar Slytherin, Helena Hufflepuff and Scarlet Dragonsbane. Scarlet died soon after her house was created, and the others decided that without her, her house could not go on, so they dispersed her students into their own houses. However, it was not left completely concealed, for Scarlet herself knew of she was dying, and left a legacy in the form of a prophecy. I won't bore you with it now, but the gist of it is that one would come who would reawaken her house. Now," he said, turning to me, "As we did not create a building for her students, and in any case you should not live alone, is there a house you would like to live in?"
I glanced over to the Gryffindor table where Lily, Mary, James, Sirius and Remus (*A/N: Peter's on holiday or something, I never liked the little ****) were all frantically waving at me. "Gryffindor please, Professor."
"And would you like for your points to count towards their winning the Cup, and to be on their quidditch team? You stand little chance of winning either Cup on your own." He said with a twinkle in his eye.
"Ah, I think," I said slowly, considering the idea in my head, "that although yes, I should like to have my points count for Gryffindor and be on their quidditch team, if you could count them also as Dragonsbane points, that would be perfect. I think Scarlet would have liked that." For I knew the truth about Scarlet. She was my great (x about 20 (*A/n: or however many, I don't know when it was)) grandmother. We have shorter lives than mortals.
"What does the school think to that?" said Dumbledore to the hall. The resulting cheer from the Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff tables completely drowned out the boos from the Slytherin table. "I guess that's the answer then."
"I shall have some Dragonsbane robes made up for you, and sort out your bed, points, accoutrements and the like. You may join the Gryffindors."
I walked down to Lily and the others to deafening chatter.
"Dragonsbane?"
"Dumledore's never said that before"
The Gryffindor prefect stopped me and said, "I'm Arthur Weasley. I would welcome you to our house, but since you're not technically our house, I'm not quite sure what to say. Have a nice time anyway."
I thanked him and finally got to James, Sirius, Lily, Mary, and Remus.
"Congratulations!" shreiked Lily and Mary, swooping down on me and enveloping me in a suffocating hug.
"Thanks." I mumbled, once able to breathe again. But I wasn't finished with. Sirius ran over and hugged me too.
"Wow." He said, blushing.
"I'm sure you weren't that funny red colour on the train," I teased him as he guided me to sit down next to him.
James, leaning across the table, said, "Well, Sirius isn't normally so fast."
I raised an eyebrow at him. "Fast?" I queried.
"Ham?" Sirius hurriedly asked, interrupting James before he could sabotage Sirius' attempts in favour of his own.
"I don't eat meat." I replied. "But thanks for asking. However, I'm sure that I could certainly bring myself to nibble at that delightful looking pizza!"
Sirius immeadiately passed me it, and we all tucked in.
"So where are you from?" enquired Remus brightly. "Judging by your accent, I'd say, Austrian?"
"Close." I replied. "But no small cylindrical smoking thing. Dutch."
"I've always been a fan of the Netherlands," interrupted Sirius hastily. "I went to Amsterdam (*A/N: sp?) once."
"Oh, really? It's my favourite city." I answered, interested in this guy in spite of my assurances to the girls. He was, after all, the one I was "allowed" to go for.
We chatted for a while, and James and Remus, finally realising that their friend had beat them to it, left us discussing the intricacies (sp?) of Dutch woodcarvings, and chatted to Lily and Mary, who were looking a mite put out at being ignored.
At last, everyone seemed to have finally finshed eating (these mortals have ginormous appetites) and we stood up to go to our dormies. Sirius bowed, offering mr his arm with a, "Milady, grant this humble knight one small favour and allow him to escort your Minxiness to the Gryffindo common room?"
James snorted to hear such flowery language from Sirius, and though I could tell it was a joke I liked it. "Of course, kind sir." I took his arm and we walked out.
"So, um, do you." Sirius took the whole of the walk to try to say something to me, finally we reached the common room and he still hadn't said it.
"Yes, Sirius?" I asked.
"Oh, it can wait til the morning. Goodnight, my precious flowerdrop."
"Goodnight," I said, and leaning up, gave him a kiss on the cheek. Then, flushed by my sudden boldness, I ran up to my dormy.
After a good night's sleep, waking to know I was safe was even better. I went downstairs "early", about 5:00am, as mortals need more sleep than us. To my surprise, someone was already in the common room, muttering. I crept close and listened in.
*A/N: I love ending on a cliffie! Sorry if it's a bit short! Please please review! Go on, press the little button!
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Thanks to my 2 reviewers, sorry but my comp won't let me see who you are!
Smiles hide more than you think
Chapter 2: Settling in
"DRAGONSBANE!" a hush fell over the room as the hat called out this house. I was a little surprised at this, was it a very bad house to be in? But Dumbledore rose and spoke.
"Ah. I think now might perhaps be the time to fill you in on a little Hogwarts history. You see, there were originally FIVE founders of Hogwarts, Godric Gryffindor, Rowena Ravenclaw, Salazar Slytherin, Helena Hufflepuff and Scarlet Dragonsbane. Scarlet died soon after her house was created, and the others decided that without her, her house could not go on, so they dispersed her students into their own houses. However, it was not left completely concealed, for Scarlet herself knew of she was dying, and left a legacy in the form of a prophecy. I won't bore you with it now, but the gist of it is that one would come who would reawaken her house. Now," he said, turning to me, "As we did not create a building for her students, and in any case you should not live alone, is there a house you would like to live in?"
I glanced over to the Gryffindor table where Lily, Mary, James, Sirius and Remus (*A/N: Peter's on holiday or something, I never liked the little ****) were all frantically waving at me. "Gryffindor please, Professor."
"And would you like for your points to count towards their winning the Cup, and to be on their quidditch team? You stand little chance of winning either Cup on your own." He said with a twinkle in his eye.
"Ah, I think," I said slowly, considering the idea in my head, "that although yes, I should like to have my points count for Gryffindor and be on their quidditch team, if you could count them also as Dragonsbane points, that would be perfect. I think Scarlet would have liked that." For I knew the truth about Scarlet. She was my great (x about 20 (*A/n: or however many, I don't know when it was)) grandmother. We have shorter lives than mortals.
"What does the school think to that?" said Dumbledore to the hall. The resulting cheer from the Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff tables completely drowned out the boos from the Slytherin table. "I guess that's the answer then."
"I shall have some Dragonsbane robes made up for you, and sort out your bed, points, accoutrements and the like. You may join the Gryffindors."
I walked down to Lily and the others to deafening chatter.
"Dragonsbane?"
"Dumledore's never said that before"
The Gryffindor prefect stopped me and said, "I'm Arthur Weasley. I would welcome you to our house, but since you're not technically our house, I'm not quite sure what to say. Have a nice time anyway."
I thanked him and finally got to James, Sirius, Lily, Mary, and Remus.
"Congratulations!" shreiked Lily and Mary, swooping down on me and enveloping me in a suffocating hug.
"Thanks." I mumbled, once able to breathe again. But I wasn't finished with. Sirius ran over and hugged me too.
"Wow." He said, blushing.
"I'm sure you weren't that funny red colour on the train," I teased him as he guided me to sit down next to him.
James, leaning across the table, said, "Well, Sirius isn't normally so fast."
I raised an eyebrow at him. "Fast?" I queried.
"Ham?" Sirius hurriedly asked, interrupting James before he could sabotage Sirius' attempts in favour of his own.
"I don't eat meat." I replied. "But thanks for asking. However, I'm sure that I could certainly bring myself to nibble at that delightful looking pizza!"
Sirius immeadiately passed me it, and we all tucked in.
"So where are you from?" enquired Remus brightly. "Judging by your accent, I'd say, Austrian?"
"Close." I replied. "But no small cylindrical smoking thing. Dutch."
"I've always been a fan of the Netherlands," interrupted Sirius hastily. "I went to Amsterdam (*A/N: sp?) once."
"Oh, really? It's my favourite city." I answered, interested in this guy in spite of my assurances to the girls. He was, after all, the one I was "allowed" to go for.
We chatted for a while, and James and Remus, finally realising that their friend had beat them to it, left us discussing the intricacies (sp?) of Dutch woodcarvings, and chatted to Lily and Mary, who were looking a mite put out at being ignored.
At last, everyone seemed to have finally finshed eating (these mortals have ginormous appetites) and we stood up to go to our dormies. Sirius bowed, offering mr his arm with a, "Milady, grant this humble knight one small favour and allow him to escort your Minxiness to the Gryffindo common room?"
James snorted to hear such flowery language from Sirius, and though I could tell it was a joke I liked it. "Of course, kind sir." I took his arm and we walked out.
"So, um, do you." Sirius took the whole of the walk to try to say something to me, finally we reached the common room and he still hadn't said it.
"Yes, Sirius?" I asked.
"Oh, it can wait til the morning. Goodnight, my precious flowerdrop."
"Goodnight," I said, and leaning up, gave him a kiss on the cheek. Then, flushed by my sudden boldness, I ran up to my dormy.
After a good night's sleep, waking to know I was safe was even better. I went downstairs "early", about 5:00am, as mortals need more sleep than us. To my surprise, someone was already in the common room, muttering. I crept close and listened in.
*A/N: I love ending on a cliffie! Sorry if it's a bit short! Please please review! Go on, press the little button!
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