I DO NOT own Harry Potter. I only own Raven and the other characters that I
made up.
Harry Potter and the Riddle of the Sphinx
CHAPTER 1- LOOK-ALIKE
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Ravenclaw Witch: I'm going to write first!!! Gryffindor Witch: Fine, fine, fine, whatever. Just get on with it. RW: Ok.
She knew something was up. She stared at the piece of paper in her hand. She was 15. She had to have know, how could she not? Raven flung her dark brown hair over her shoulder. She recalled what had just happened. She crept down the stairs. What was this place? Hog-Warts? "Mom!" "Mooom" she called "Yes, Raven?" her mom said." She flung herself down the stairs. "I got a letter!" Raven exclaimed. "A letter?" she paused. "What's so special about it?" Her mom said. "It's from Hogwarts." Raven said. A startled look came over her mom's face. "H-hogwarts?" Her mom stuttered. "What is it?" Raven asked "A special academy?" She questioned. "Come on." "It's not safe to discuss it here." Her mom said.
A few minutes later, they were climbing the attic stairs. "Up here." Her mom said. She pulled over an old, dusty trunk and opened it. Inside were books of all kind. Like the kind in scary movies about witches. Her mom pulled out a willow stick. She muttered some words under her breath. "Just sound proofing the room. NO ONE you know can hear about this. It would cause the ministry some trouble." Her mom said. "I knew you were like the rest of our family from the time you were born. I didn't want you to be like us. I wanted to stop the magic here." She continued. "I wanted to raise you as a muggle, help you be like the rest of your friends at school." Her mom said. "What's a muggle? What IS Hogwarts?" Raven was very curious. "I dropped out of Hogwarts in my fourth year. My sister, Lily, your aunt, well, she didn't die in a car crash. She was. Er. murdered." "Muggles are non-magic people." "Hogwarts is a school of witchcraft and wizardry." "And you. you're a witch." "And that's not all." She had thought witches were mythical. She should have known. She should have figured this out long, long, ago. "I'm not your mother." "You have lived with me most of your life." "Lily and James Potter are your mother and father." "Sadly, both of them were murdered." "You were sent here because your parents were killed by." "You'll just have to find out for yourself."
It was two weeks or so later. She had learned what most witches and wizards learned in 4 years. She was on the Hogwarts Express. It was a scarlet read train that would take her to Hogwarts. She had flown to England, gone to Diagon Alley, and bought basic witch supplies, including a Firebolt 5000 and a snowy owl named Snowy, who had an attitude problem. She sat down in a compartment and slumped in her seat. She suddenly heard voices.
"I wonder who is going to teach Defense against the Dark Arts this year." Ron said. "I reckon it'll be Professor Wisp." "I heard Dumbledore talking about it last year." "Snape was trying to nab it." Hermione said. "Ow." Harry muttered. "What is it, Harry?" Ron and Hermione asked in unison. "My-my scar."
Suddenly, Raven's forehead hurt with a shocking pain, as if her whole head were splitting open.
Harry grabbed his head, his scar throbbing with pain. He darted towards a compartment with the door half-open. The only other time he had felt pain like this was after he touched the Tri-Wizard cup in his fourth year, and seen Voldermort. Ron and Hermione followed him.
Sorry it's not so long and it's not that interesting but hey, it's the first chapter. The next one is longer, ok?-RW § RAVENCLAW & GRYFFINDOR ROCK!§ § GRYFFINDOR WITCH § § RAVENCLAW WITCH §
CHAPTER 1- LOOK-ALIKE
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Ravenclaw Witch: I'm going to write first!!! Gryffindor Witch: Fine, fine, fine, whatever. Just get on with it. RW: Ok.
She knew something was up. She stared at the piece of paper in her hand. She was 15. She had to have know, how could she not? Raven flung her dark brown hair over her shoulder. She recalled what had just happened. She crept down the stairs. What was this place? Hog-Warts? "Mom!" "Mooom" she called "Yes, Raven?" her mom said." She flung herself down the stairs. "I got a letter!" Raven exclaimed. "A letter?" she paused. "What's so special about it?" Her mom said. "It's from Hogwarts." Raven said. A startled look came over her mom's face. "H-hogwarts?" Her mom stuttered. "What is it?" Raven asked "A special academy?" She questioned. "Come on." "It's not safe to discuss it here." Her mom said.
A few minutes later, they were climbing the attic stairs. "Up here." Her mom said. She pulled over an old, dusty trunk and opened it. Inside were books of all kind. Like the kind in scary movies about witches. Her mom pulled out a willow stick. She muttered some words under her breath. "Just sound proofing the room. NO ONE you know can hear about this. It would cause the ministry some trouble." Her mom said. "I knew you were like the rest of our family from the time you were born. I didn't want you to be like us. I wanted to stop the magic here." She continued. "I wanted to raise you as a muggle, help you be like the rest of your friends at school." Her mom said. "What's a muggle? What IS Hogwarts?" Raven was very curious. "I dropped out of Hogwarts in my fourth year. My sister, Lily, your aunt, well, she didn't die in a car crash. She was. Er. murdered." "Muggles are non-magic people." "Hogwarts is a school of witchcraft and wizardry." "And you. you're a witch." "And that's not all." She had thought witches were mythical. She should have known. She should have figured this out long, long, ago. "I'm not your mother." "You have lived with me most of your life." "Lily and James Potter are your mother and father." "Sadly, both of them were murdered." "You were sent here because your parents were killed by." "You'll just have to find out for yourself."
It was two weeks or so later. She had learned what most witches and wizards learned in 4 years. She was on the Hogwarts Express. It was a scarlet read train that would take her to Hogwarts. She had flown to England, gone to Diagon Alley, and bought basic witch supplies, including a Firebolt 5000 and a snowy owl named Snowy, who had an attitude problem. She sat down in a compartment and slumped in her seat. She suddenly heard voices.
"I wonder who is going to teach Defense against the Dark Arts this year." Ron said. "I reckon it'll be Professor Wisp." "I heard Dumbledore talking about it last year." "Snape was trying to nab it." Hermione said. "Ow." Harry muttered. "What is it, Harry?" Ron and Hermione asked in unison. "My-my scar."
Suddenly, Raven's forehead hurt with a shocking pain, as if her whole head were splitting open.
Harry grabbed his head, his scar throbbing with pain. He darted towards a compartment with the door half-open. The only other time he had felt pain like this was after he touched the Tri-Wizard cup in his fourth year, and seen Voldermort. Ron and Hermione followed him.
Sorry it's not so long and it's not that interesting but hey, it's the first chapter. The next one is longer, ok?-RW § RAVENCLAW & GRYFFINDOR ROCK!§ § GRYFFINDOR WITCH § § RAVENCLAW WITCH §