Disclaimer: Emmanuel and Eveleen Quirrell belong to yours truly. Sinistra and Quirrell don't.
A/N: For those that asked, here are the beginnings of the sequel to 'Redemption', my attempt at redeeming the deceased DADA Professor. I'm not sure where to go with it though, so I'm *insisting* that you suggest stuff in your reviews. It's going to be about his kids at Hogwarts, of course, and I'm hoping to sorta fit him in somewhere...I've come up with a bit of a way of bringing him back for a moment or two, you see. For now though, this is a short prologue, for those of us reading who didn't read the first story, which I suggest you do if you haven't yet. Don't forget to review either, as I love hearing what you guys have to say (as long as it's constructive).
Love of Finished Years
by Normandie M
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Prologue
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"Mum! Mum!" the 11 year old's voice hollered down the hall.
"Come here if you want to speak to me, Emmanuel."
There was a silence, as Celestina Sinistra looked up from her lesson plans, waiting for her son's loud footsteps to thunder down the corridor towards her. Instead, there was still a very loud voice yelling in her direction.
"Mum....Eveleen soaked the end of my quill in ink!"
"I did not!" another voice said in protest.
Celestina sighed frustratedly and started down the hall towards her son and daughter's room. Upon entering, she found herself dodging half-packed trunks of schoolbooks, parchment, and two extremely-grumpy-looking baby Iguanas who were lounging on the carpet.
Emmanuel, and his twin Eveleen were arguing fiercely there. Emmanuel was waving his soaked feather quill all over the place, resulting in dark, inky splotches on the cream walls.
"This is my best quill! I can't believe it.....I'll never-"
"Give it here." their mother interrupted.
The boy groaned, handing over the quill for her inspection.
"I was trying to remind her she couldn't use her wand yet, but she wouldn't listen so she stole my best quill and now she's ruined it!" said Emmanuel.
"We haven't even been to Hogwarts and he's acting like he's Head Boy already, Mum!"
"Alright, alright. I can fix your quill, Emmanuel. Meanwhile, would you kindly clean up your mess? Professor Rimmer was very kind to give you Ezra and Isidora for your birthdays and I wouldn't like to know what she'd think if I'd stepped on them just a few months after you got them."
Eveleen snorted. "What's so special about them anyway? It's an iguana...."
"Eve, those two iguanas are descended from your Father's iguana, Judas. Show some respect and look after them, ok?" she said, and exited.
Celestina finished her lesson plans and found herself sitting out on the rather small balcony of her London townhouse taking in the late night air.
In a week, Emmanuel and Eveleen would be going to Hogwarts. Just like she and Wilton had all those years ago. It seemed like an eternity since that. And since Wilton had left her. To wake up to find him gone one morning took alot out of her, despite the gift he'd left her. She missed him terribly those first few months. Even moreso than when he'd died. Perhaps it was the fact that she finally realized how much she'd loved him.....
"Mum?"
She felt a hand on her arm and turned around to see Emmanuel standing just behind her and nearly gasped aloud. In that light, he looked almost exactly like Wilton when she had first met him on the Hogwarts Express.
"Emmanuel.....it's getting late, I'll give you your quill back-"
"No, it's not that, Mum. I'm just....I'm sorry if Eve or I said something to, um..hurt you. Y'know, with the Ezra and Isidora before."
"Oh? No, no....I was just thinking.....Judas was very special to your Father. I don't know what he'd think of the way Eve was about Isidora. Oh well....I suppose I can't expect you to like iguanas the way your Father did."
"Aw, we do like them, Mum. It's just that, well, Eve was a bit pis-"
"Make an effort not to use that language dear, cousin Tony isn't exactly the best role model, even if he's a great singer, ok?"
"Yes, Mum....." he replied and was silent for a moment, watching the London skyline. Then, his voice barely above a whisper, he asked "Wow.....you must've really loved Dad, right?"
Celestina smiled and put an arm around his shoulders. "Your Father loved me so much, he couldn't rest without telling me that he loved me. He hung around and waited for me to get my senses that we should be together. And it did take me awhile."
She laughed softly, and Emmanuel couldn't help but smile at his mother's happiness.
"What was he like? Dad, I mean."
"Hmm...well, your Father was a very, very smart wizard. He was one of the best Defense Against Dark Arts academics in Europe many, many years ago. We were best friends before we were together. And he was funny, romantic, kind and a little shy. And, you know what? He was very handsome. And you look exactly like him, so you have at least one thing going for you. I'll show you some pictures of him when we get to Hogwarts."
Emmanuel's laughter reached her ears, and she couldn't help but laugh along. Then, there was further silence. Emmanuel looked up at his Mum, whose mind was obviously on his Dad.
"I think I should be getting off to bed now...."
"That's a good idea, son. We're going out for robes tomorrow, so you best be up nice and early." she said, and bent to kiss his cheek. Normally, he would've protested at such a gesture of affection, but after the converstation, wisely decided against it.
"Goodnight, Emmanuel."
"'night, Mum." he said, and turned to leave, but looked back at his Mum, one final question nagging him.
"Er, Mum? One more thing. I know Dad's last name was Quirrell, but what was his first?"
His Mother turned back to him, a look of minor surprise across her face.
"Wilton, Will for short. Your Father's first name was Wilton."
A/N: Ok, that's the prologue done. Anyone have any ideas as to what they'd like to see next? I would like to avoid any major connections with 'Next Generation' characters (ie. Harry's children, Ron's, Hermione's, etc.)....fire away with your suggestions. I'm doing this for you guys, so I'm open to anything.
A/N: For those that asked, here are the beginnings of the sequel to 'Redemption', my attempt at redeeming the deceased DADA Professor. I'm not sure where to go with it though, so I'm *insisting* that you suggest stuff in your reviews. It's going to be about his kids at Hogwarts, of course, and I'm hoping to sorta fit him in somewhere...I've come up with a bit of a way of bringing him back for a moment or two, you see. For now though, this is a short prologue, for those of us reading who didn't read the first story, which I suggest you do if you haven't yet. Don't forget to review either, as I love hearing what you guys have to say (as long as it's constructive).
Love of Finished Years
by Normandie M
********************
Prologue
********************
"Mum! Mum!" the 11 year old's voice hollered down the hall.
"Come here if you want to speak to me, Emmanuel."
There was a silence, as Celestina Sinistra looked up from her lesson plans, waiting for her son's loud footsteps to thunder down the corridor towards her. Instead, there was still a very loud voice yelling in her direction.
"Mum....Eveleen soaked the end of my quill in ink!"
"I did not!" another voice said in protest.
Celestina sighed frustratedly and started down the hall towards her son and daughter's room. Upon entering, she found herself dodging half-packed trunks of schoolbooks, parchment, and two extremely-grumpy-looking baby Iguanas who were lounging on the carpet.
Emmanuel, and his twin Eveleen were arguing fiercely there. Emmanuel was waving his soaked feather quill all over the place, resulting in dark, inky splotches on the cream walls.
"This is my best quill! I can't believe it.....I'll never-"
"Give it here." their mother interrupted.
The boy groaned, handing over the quill for her inspection.
"I was trying to remind her she couldn't use her wand yet, but she wouldn't listen so she stole my best quill and now she's ruined it!" said Emmanuel.
"We haven't even been to Hogwarts and he's acting like he's Head Boy already, Mum!"
"Alright, alright. I can fix your quill, Emmanuel. Meanwhile, would you kindly clean up your mess? Professor Rimmer was very kind to give you Ezra and Isidora for your birthdays and I wouldn't like to know what she'd think if I'd stepped on them just a few months after you got them."
Eveleen snorted. "What's so special about them anyway? It's an iguana...."
"Eve, those two iguanas are descended from your Father's iguana, Judas. Show some respect and look after them, ok?" she said, and exited.
Celestina finished her lesson plans and found herself sitting out on the rather small balcony of her London townhouse taking in the late night air.
In a week, Emmanuel and Eveleen would be going to Hogwarts. Just like she and Wilton had all those years ago. It seemed like an eternity since that. And since Wilton had left her. To wake up to find him gone one morning took alot out of her, despite the gift he'd left her. She missed him terribly those first few months. Even moreso than when he'd died. Perhaps it was the fact that she finally realized how much she'd loved him.....
"Mum?"
She felt a hand on her arm and turned around to see Emmanuel standing just behind her and nearly gasped aloud. In that light, he looked almost exactly like Wilton when she had first met him on the Hogwarts Express.
"Emmanuel.....it's getting late, I'll give you your quill back-"
"No, it's not that, Mum. I'm just....I'm sorry if Eve or I said something to, um..hurt you. Y'know, with the Ezra and Isidora before."
"Oh? No, no....I was just thinking.....Judas was very special to your Father. I don't know what he'd think of the way Eve was about Isidora. Oh well....I suppose I can't expect you to like iguanas the way your Father did."
"Aw, we do like them, Mum. It's just that, well, Eve was a bit pis-"
"Make an effort not to use that language dear, cousin Tony isn't exactly the best role model, even if he's a great singer, ok?"
"Yes, Mum....." he replied and was silent for a moment, watching the London skyline. Then, his voice barely above a whisper, he asked "Wow.....you must've really loved Dad, right?"
Celestina smiled and put an arm around his shoulders. "Your Father loved me so much, he couldn't rest without telling me that he loved me. He hung around and waited for me to get my senses that we should be together. And it did take me awhile."
She laughed softly, and Emmanuel couldn't help but smile at his mother's happiness.
"What was he like? Dad, I mean."
"Hmm...well, your Father was a very, very smart wizard. He was one of the best Defense Against Dark Arts academics in Europe many, many years ago. We were best friends before we were together. And he was funny, romantic, kind and a little shy. And, you know what? He was very handsome. And you look exactly like him, so you have at least one thing going for you. I'll show you some pictures of him when we get to Hogwarts."
Emmanuel's laughter reached her ears, and she couldn't help but laugh along. Then, there was further silence. Emmanuel looked up at his Mum, whose mind was obviously on his Dad.
"I think I should be getting off to bed now...."
"That's a good idea, son. We're going out for robes tomorrow, so you best be up nice and early." she said, and bent to kiss his cheek. Normally, he would've protested at such a gesture of affection, but after the converstation, wisely decided against it.
"Goodnight, Emmanuel."
"'night, Mum." he said, and turned to leave, but looked back at his Mum, one final question nagging him.
"Er, Mum? One more thing. I know Dad's last name was Quirrell, but what was his first?"
His Mother turned back to him, a look of minor surprise across her face.
"Wilton, Will for short. Your Father's first name was Wilton."
A/N: Ok, that's the prologue done. Anyone have any ideas as to what they'd like to see next? I would like to avoid any major connections with 'Next Generation' characters (ie. Harry's children, Ron's, Hermione's, etc.)....fire away with your suggestions. I'm doing this for you guys, so I'm open to anything.