A/N: Hey guys! This chapter explains what's going on in the letter
Harry is sent and who's waiting outside for him. (Also MUCH longer
than chapter 1, sorry about that, by the way.)
Disclaimer: All right, sorry I didn't put this in the first chapter, I forgot all about it. These characters are ALL\J.K. Rowling's except for the ones you have never heard of before. The plot is mine, however.
Chapter 2: To Hogwarts
Harry and Hermione stared at the letter the eagle owl had delivered. Hermione then picked up the letter, which had shown no address or name, all except for: IFrom R.J. LupinI
"Go on, Harry," gestured Hermione, handing the letter to him.
Harry did not read it aloud; he was afraid that someone would wake if he did. However, he let Hermione read it next to him.
IHarry, How are you my dear boy? I'm so pleased to actually be speaking to you again! I am here at Hogwarts (well, not anymore), and I'm honored to say that you, Ron, and Hermione will be coming here sooner than you think! Farewell for now
Remus Lupin
P.S.,
Look outside, Harry.I
Harry gave a perplexed look at Hermione, who shrugged. He hurriedly got up and looked out of the open kitchen window the owl had soared in.
Outside in the rippling winds stood Remus Lupin.
Harry saw that Lupin's robes were still shaggy and old. He then darted to the door, opened it with a loud clatter that made Hermione hiss, "Quiet, Harry!" and sprinted out of the house.
"Professor!" Harry cried, loosing control and hugging him around the middle.
Hermione came out of the Weasley house and hugged him too.
"Hello Harry, Hermione," he said, grinning broadly. "Where's Ron?"
Hermione and Harry exchanged smiles.
"He's asleep," Hermione told him, giggling. Harry raised his eyebrows at her, and she shut up.
Professor Lupin looked unsatisfied. "Well, we shall go wake him then!" he cried, and he sprinted toward the lopsided house.
Harry and Hermione looked at each other nervously. Ron would probably start screaming bloody murder if someone woke him at one o'clock in the morning.
However, they ran into the house and heard Lupin skipping up the stairs, two at a time. He seemed to know where Ron's room was.
But as Harry was climbing the stairs and got to the third floor, he heard movement from the master bedroom. Mrs. Weasley would scream herself hoarse at them if they woke her.
Lupin didn't seem to notice this at all. He pounded on Ron's door, and at last, they heard the shuffling of feet as Ron opened the door.
Ron looked up and saw Lupin, and he looked like he WAS about to scream bloody murder. But right before he could even make a sound, Lupin put him to sleep with a flick of his wand.
"That should shut him up on the way there," Lupin grinned, and he picked up Ron from the floor and started going down the stairs.
"Umm. Professor?" What about our things?" said Hermione awkwardly, looking at her robe and fuzzy slippers. The one on her left foot sneezed. Lupin smiled at them.
"All taken care of," he said, amused at the astonished looks on their faces.
He was walking away from the Weasley home, still carrying Ron over his shoulder. "Er. Professor?" Harry said quietly. "How are we IgettingI to Hogwarts, exactly?"
Lupin wasn't listening; he picked up what looked like a very rusted necklace. Lupin laughed at Harry's face.
"It's a Portkey," he told him. "I transfigured it when I found it on the ground and it'll take us to Hogwarts in"---Lupin looked at a pocket watch in his robe's pocket---"exactly 32 seconds."
They all grabbed part of the necklace, and they waited, until suddenly, Harry felt a jerk behind his navel.
They were off to Hogwarts.
**********
Harry suddenly felt his feet hit the solid ground. He was standing in the Great Hall, and Hermione was at his side, breathing heavily. He helped her to her feet, and she stood up.
"Where's Professor Lupin?" she asked unsteadily.
She looked up, and saw Professors McGonagall, Dumbledore, Lupin, and Hagrid all sitting up at the staff table.
"What's going on?" asked Harry, confused, as Ron sat up from the floor, Harry just realizing he was there with them.
"I think I can answer that," said a beautiful voice from the Great Hall entrance. Harry, Ron, and Hermione whipped around.
There, standing right in front of the Great Hall doors, was an amazing woman. She had long, silvery-black hair down to her elbows; all curled out like a Christmas tree. She was wearing tight leather boots and black robes. Her eyes were yellow like a cat's.
"Who're you?" asked Ron, speaking out for the first time.
The woman grinned.
"My name is Un Mélange de Beauté et de Charme, and I am from France," she said, but she had no accent. Instead, her voice was light and flowery, but harsh at the same time.
"Here they call me Lavonia, I'd much rather prefer that...it was my mother's name," she told them quietly.
Ron was too amazed to speak.
"Harry!" Ron hissed. "She's a IveelaI!"
A/N: Hee. Un Mélange de Beauté et de Charme means 'a mix of beauty and charm' in French. I think I got carried away, though. Oh well! Please read on!
Disclaimer: All right, sorry I didn't put this in the first chapter, I forgot all about it. These characters are ALL\J.K. Rowling's except for the ones you have never heard of before. The plot is mine, however.
Chapter 2: To Hogwarts
Harry and Hermione stared at the letter the eagle owl had delivered. Hermione then picked up the letter, which had shown no address or name, all except for: IFrom R.J. LupinI
"Go on, Harry," gestured Hermione, handing the letter to him.
Harry did not read it aloud; he was afraid that someone would wake if he did. However, he let Hermione read it next to him.
IHarry, How are you my dear boy? I'm so pleased to actually be speaking to you again! I am here at Hogwarts (well, not anymore), and I'm honored to say that you, Ron, and Hermione will be coming here sooner than you think! Farewell for now
Remus Lupin
P.S.,
Look outside, Harry.I
Harry gave a perplexed look at Hermione, who shrugged. He hurriedly got up and looked out of the open kitchen window the owl had soared in.
Outside in the rippling winds stood Remus Lupin.
Harry saw that Lupin's robes were still shaggy and old. He then darted to the door, opened it with a loud clatter that made Hermione hiss, "Quiet, Harry!" and sprinted out of the house.
"Professor!" Harry cried, loosing control and hugging him around the middle.
Hermione came out of the Weasley house and hugged him too.
"Hello Harry, Hermione," he said, grinning broadly. "Where's Ron?"
Hermione and Harry exchanged smiles.
"He's asleep," Hermione told him, giggling. Harry raised his eyebrows at her, and she shut up.
Professor Lupin looked unsatisfied. "Well, we shall go wake him then!" he cried, and he sprinted toward the lopsided house.
Harry and Hermione looked at each other nervously. Ron would probably start screaming bloody murder if someone woke him at one o'clock in the morning.
However, they ran into the house and heard Lupin skipping up the stairs, two at a time. He seemed to know where Ron's room was.
But as Harry was climbing the stairs and got to the third floor, he heard movement from the master bedroom. Mrs. Weasley would scream herself hoarse at them if they woke her.
Lupin didn't seem to notice this at all. He pounded on Ron's door, and at last, they heard the shuffling of feet as Ron opened the door.
Ron looked up and saw Lupin, and he looked like he WAS about to scream bloody murder. But right before he could even make a sound, Lupin put him to sleep with a flick of his wand.
"That should shut him up on the way there," Lupin grinned, and he picked up Ron from the floor and started going down the stairs.
"Umm. Professor?" What about our things?" said Hermione awkwardly, looking at her robe and fuzzy slippers. The one on her left foot sneezed. Lupin smiled at them.
"All taken care of," he said, amused at the astonished looks on their faces.
He was walking away from the Weasley home, still carrying Ron over his shoulder. "Er. Professor?" Harry said quietly. "How are we IgettingI to Hogwarts, exactly?"
Lupin wasn't listening; he picked up what looked like a very rusted necklace. Lupin laughed at Harry's face.
"It's a Portkey," he told him. "I transfigured it when I found it on the ground and it'll take us to Hogwarts in"---Lupin looked at a pocket watch in his robe's pocket---"exactly 32 seconds."
They all grabbed part of the necklace, and they waited, until suddenly, Harry felt a jerk behind his navel.
They were off to Hogwarts.
**********
Harry suddenly felt his feet hit the solid ground. He was standing in the Great Hall, and Hermione was at his side, breathing heavily. He helped her to her feet, and she stood up.
"Where's Professor Lupin?" she asked unsteadily.
She looked up, and saw Professors McGonagall, Dumbledore, Lupin, and Hagrid all sitting up at the staff table.
"What's going on?" asked Harry, confused, as Ron sat up from the floor, Harry just realizing he was there with them.
"I think I can answer that," said a beautiful voice from the Great Hall entrance. Harry, Ron, and Hermione whipped around.
There, standing right in front of the Great Hall doors, was an amazing woman. She had long, silvery-black hair down to her elbows; all curled out like a Christmas tree. She was wearing tight leather boots and black robes. Her eyes were yellow like a cat's.
"Who're you?" asked Ron, speaking out for the first time.
The woman grinned.
"My name is Un Mélange de Beauté et de Charme, and I am from France," she said, but she had no accent. Instead, her voice was light and flowery, but harsh at the same time.
"Here they call me Lavonia, I'd much rather prefer that...it was my mother's name," she told them quietly.
Ron was too amazed to speak.
"Harry!" Ron hissed. "She's a IveelaI!"
A/N: Hee. Un Mélange de Beauté et de Charme means 'a mix of beauty and charm' in French. I think I got carried away, though. Oh well! Please read on!