CHAPTER 10! I have double digits!!!
Well another day, another chapter. Sorry the updates have been going so
slowly, but school is a bugger, and hardly anyone reads this yet. Ten chapters and hardly a following. I was thinking of changing the name so more people notice the story, but I'm not sure. What do you think? Well please, PLEASE, R and R so that I have some idea if anyone reads this. ^^ Thanks Maria for urging me on! Good luck with your story, I'll give you a plug in one of my stories maybe! ^^Well, happy reading!
Oh woe is me,
This story I see,
The characters and plot
Are certainly not,
Of my originality.
I put this on cue,
So you will not sue
Please excuse english diction
In ye ol' fanfiction
JKR, I owe this to you.
^^ Enjoy!
Fangirl
Harry felt so distant to the outside world. He hardly got to have his own
adventures; they were just thrown at him. Well not entirely, but they practically called to him for his involvement. Harry went back to his dorm and got dressed. He was late for breakfast, but managed to find a seat next to Seamus.
Ron was sitting with Lavender, as Harry had been late, and Hermione was
out of town. He hadn't even noticed that Harry had walked in. Harry ate a bowl of oatmeal quietly.
"Oi then! Look who decided to get dressed and come to breakfast!" drawled
Malfoy at the Slytherin table. He mocked Harry by pretending that he was cold and shivering. The other Slytherins laughed. Apparently they had heard about Harry's stay in the infirmary.
Harry ignored them. But almost got the random feeling like he wanted to pounce upon Malfoy and punch him. There was no real reason too, but the pressure in Harry's system was suddenly building.
"Shut up Malfoy," mumbled Seamus, barely audible.
"What's that Scottie?" mocked Malfoy.
Seamus didn't like jokes about him, especially inaccurate ones. Seamus was
Irish, not Scottish.
Harry decided that if he didn't leave now, he really was going to punch that
stupid ferret. So he left. Leaving Malfoy without another word to say.
He pulled out the bag that the Astomi had given him, and took out the necklace. "ALGA," he mumbled, nearly walking straight into (literally) Nearly Headless Nick.
Nick looked carefully at the ring. "You know, I bet that's the same ring."
Harry was a bit taken aback. "Say again?"
Nick looked around carefully, "A student used to have that exact same ring,
Harry. She lost it in the forbidden forest. Good riddance too!"
"What? Who had it Sir Nicholas?"
Nick scratched his head. "Oh what was her name," he mumbled to himself,
"Alexandria I think. Yes, yes, it was Alexandria." Nick motioned for Harry to follow him. "Nasty business too, that ring. She de-hexed it and wore it proudly."
"It had hexes on it?" Harry said, not truly sure of what Nick was trying to
get at.
"Oh yes, a load of them. It was a stolen ring. Originally a present for some
powerful wizard I guess. But since it had been passed about by anyone who gets it. A respectful gift of sorts. But the wizard who owned it originally wasn't happy about his ring being passed around, so he hexed it too attract enemies."
Harry stared in horror at the ring on the necklace that he was holding. "But she de-hexed it right?"
Nick nodded,
Harry sighed in relief. "How did she lose her ring?"
"Probably when she was taken into the forest," he said gravely.
Harry was going to question Nick more, but he suddenly disappeared. Harry was confused for a second but then he realized why. A pair of arms wrapped themselves around Harry, nearly knocking him down.
"Harry!" squealed and excited voice.
Hermione gazed up at him with great auburn sparkly eyes. She looked very youthful and pretty a giant smile spread across her face. Her trip must have
revitalized her.
"'Ermione!" said a surprised Harry. "How was your trip?"
She let go of him and straightened her robes, "Oh it was fabulous! Viktor."
she cleared her throat. "His injuries are much better, we spent a lot of time
together." She looked around, "Did I miss anything around here?"
Harry couldn't suppress his laughter. They walked to the common room,
Hermione dragging her suitcase behind her.
Ron gave her a big hug, and the first thing out of his mouth was, "But you
came back before the Yule Ball, who'll you get to be your date?"
Hermione blinked and turned a bit pink.
"You are going aren't you?" asked an eavesdropping Lavender.
Hermione turned pinker but stayed quiet.
"Oh!" exclaimed Dean, "I bet she already has a date! Don't you?"
Everyone seemed to be looking at Hermione, who still had her suitcase next
to her.
"Well?" asked Harry, interrupting the silence.
"Viktor asked me, to ask his cousin's friend. I agreed."
"But who is it Hermione?" asked Ron, obviously sick of the suspense.
"I'm not sure yet actually," she said quietly. "He said that he would set it up.
I'm supposed to meet this person in the-" she paused, "an undisclosed location."
The girls dragged her up to get ready for her blind date and most everyone
else cleared out. She waved back to Harry as they rushed her up the stairs.
Harry smiled to himself. Things were always better when all three of them
were together.
Something was happening. She listened intently, but couldn't make much out
with the music and the murmur of the dancing crowd. She suddenly reached into
her bra, surprising the hell out of Severus. But she was all business, and wouldn't be distracted by his gape. She pulled out her wand and the ring that was fastened to it.
"What are you doing Alexa?" he hissed nervously, seeing if anyone else had
seen her get out her wand. He followed suit and dug his wand out of his pocket.
She backed up from him with a face that would have rivaled a gladiator. She
faced the window where the owls would come through to deliver the post. She put on her ring, a then looked quite surprised. She gasped for a moment.
"GET DOWN!" she screamed, but it was too late.
**Another semi-short chapter, sorry! But it's my mom's birthday and I have
to help cook etc. I admit that the whole blind date thing was a bit, well, over done, but that's ok. Here is an outline of things to come. 1. Yule Ball 2. Cirque Ammorette 3. Secret conflict (I'm not going to give it all away) . Conclusion! Uhh well it's all progressing slowly, an I have so many ends to tie up. So many subplots! Oi, well R and R, PLEASE. Tell me anything!**
Well another day, another chapter. Sorry the updates have been going so
slowly, but school is a bugger, and hardly anyone reads this yet. Ten chapters and hardly a following. I was thinking of changing the name so more people notice the story, but I'm not sure. What do you think? Well please, PLEASE, R and R so that I have some idea if anyone reads this. ^^ Thanks Maria for urging me on! Good luck with your story, I'll give you a plug in one of my stories maybe! ^^Well, happy reading!
Oh woe is me,
This story I see,
The characters and plot
Are certainly not,
Of my originality.
I put this on cue,
So you will not sue
Please excuse english diction
In ye ol' fanfiction
JKR, I owe this to you.
^^ Enjoy!
Fangirl
Harry felt so distant to the outside world. He hardly got to have his own
adventures; they were just thrown at him. Well not entirely, but they practically called to him for his involvement. Harry went back to his dorm and got dressed. He was late for breakfast, but managed to find a seat next to Seamus.
Ron was sitting with Lavender, as Harry had been late, and Hermione was
out of town. He hadn't even noticed that Harry had walked in. Harry ate a bowl of oatmeal quietly.
"Oi then! Look who decided to get dressed and come to breakfast!" drawled
Malfoy at the Slytherin table. He mocked Harry by pretending that he was cold and shivering. The other Slytherins laughed. Apparently they had heard about Harry's stay in the infirmary.
Harry ignored them. But almost got the random feeling like he wanted to pounce upon Malfoy and punch him. There was no real reason too, but the pressure in Harry's system was suddenly building.
"Shut up Malfoy," mumbled Seamus, barely audible.
"What's that Scottie?" mocked Malfoy.
Seamus didn't like jokes about him, especially inaccurate ones. Seamus was
Irish, not Scottish.
Harry decided that if he didn't leave now, he really was going to punch that
stupid ferret. So he left. Leaving Malfoy without another word to say.
He pulled out the bag that the Astomi had given him, and took out the necklace. "ALGA," he mumbled, nearly walking straight into (literally) Nearly Headless Nick.
Nick looked carefully at the ring. "You know, I bet that's the same ring."
Harry was a bit taken aback. "Say again?"
Nick looked around carefully, "A student used to have that exact same ring,
Harry. She lost it in the forbidden forest. Good riddance too!"
"What? Who had it Sir Nicholas?"
Nick scratched his head. "Oh what was her name," he mumbled to himself,
"Alexandria I think. Yes, yes, it was Alexandria." Nick motioned for Harry to follow him. "Nasty business too, that ring. She de-hexed it and wore it proudly."
"It had hexes on it?" Harry said, not truly sure of what Nick was trying to
get at.
"Oh yes, a load of them. It was a stolen ring. Originally a present for some
powerful wizard I guess. But since it had been passed about by anyone who gets it. A respectful gift of sorts. But the wizard who owned it originally wasn't happy about his ring being passed around, so he hexed it too attract enemies."
Harry stared in horror at the ring on the necklace that he was holding. "But she de-hexed it right?"
Nick nodded,
Harry sighed in relief. "How did she lose her ring?"
"Probably when she was taken into the forest," he said gravely.
Harry was going to question Nick more, but he suddenly disappeared. Harry was confused for a second but then he realized why. A pair of arms wrapped themselves around Harry, nearly knocking him down.
"Harry!" squealed and excited voice.
Hermione gazed up at him with great auburn sparkly eyes. She looked very youthful and pretty a giant smile spread across her face. Her trip must have
revitalized her.
"'Ermione!" said a surprised Harry. "How was your trip?"
She let go of him and straightened her robes, "Oh it was fabulous! Viktor."
she cleared her throat. "His injuries are much better, we spent a lot of time
together." She looked around, "Did I miss anything around here?"
Harry couldn't suppress his laughter. They walked to the common room,
Hermione dragging her suitcase behind her.
Ron gave her a big hug, and the first thing out of his mouth was, "But you
came back before the Yule Ball, who'll you get to be your date?"
Hermione blinked and turned a bit pink.
"You are going aren't you?" asked an eavesdropping Lavender.
Hermione turned pinker but stayed quiet.
"Oh!" exclaimed Dean, "I bet she already has a date! Don't you?"
Everyone seemed to be looking at Hermione, who still had her suitcase next
to her.
"Well?" asked Harry, interrupting the silence.
"Viktor asked me, to ask his cousin's friend. I agreed."
"But who is it Hermione?" asked Ron, obviously sick of the suspense.
"I'm not sure yet actually," she said quietly. "He said that he would set it up.
I'm supposed to meet this person in the-" she paused, "an undisclosed location."
The girls dragged her up to get ready for her blind date and most everyone
else cleared out. She waved back to Harry as they rushed her up the stairs.
Harry smiled to himself. Things were always better when all three of them
were together.
Something was happening. She listened intently, but couldn't make much out
with the music and the murmur of the dancing crowd. She suddenly reached into
her bra, surprising the hell out of Severus. But she was all business, and wouldn't be distracted by his gape. She pulled out her wand and the ring that was fastened to it.
"What are you doing Alexa?" he hissed nervously, seeing if anyone else had
seen her get out her wand. He followed suit and dug his wand out of his pocket.
She backed up from him with a face that would have rivaled a gladiator. She
faced the window where the owls would come through to deliver the post. She put on her ring, a then looked quite surprised. She gasped for a moment.
"GET DOWN!" she screamed, but it was too late.
**Another semi-short chapter, sorry! But it's my mom's birthday and I have
to help cook etc. I admit that the whole blind date thing was a bit, well, over done, but that's ok. Here is an outline of things to come. 1. Yule Ball 2. Cirque Ammorette 3. Secret conflict (I'm not going to give it all away) . Conclusion! Uhh well it's all progressing slowly, an I have so many ends to tie up. So many subplots! Oi, well R and R, PLEASE. Tell me anything!**