Dark World

CHAPTER NINE: ELEVEN O' CLOCK

"Now, to those of you left I believe there is something your teachers haven't told you about. There is a ranking system based on power level in the wizarding world. It is as follows from page 10, Chapter 1 of 'What Wizard?':

'The ranks

The ranks of Wizards are very simple to explain. Every human has a grade, this grade is based on the magical ability of the person, example 1-10 = a or 10-20=b. This is a chart of the grades of a human being, and what they are called ( /w = without wand): 1

1-10 = Dying person or wizard.

10-20 = Infant/child, without magical ability.

20-30 = Muggle, with no information of magic.

30-40 = Muggle, with relations that is/are magic.

40-50 = Squib, born into a magic family but with no magical ability.

50-60 = Psychic, born into muggle parentage. Has magical ability with no knowledge of any other magic.

60-100 = Witch/Wizard, normal magical person, average of those with magical knowledge, is able to predict rarely.

100-130= Healer, can only be there with the prophecy of the triangle 2.

100-110 = Seer, average witch/wizard with fortune telling abilities, is able to predict usually.

110-120 = Diviner, Witch or Wizard with powerful magic ability, able to keep predictions controlled.

100-1300 = Visor, Witch or Wizard with a variety of powerful magical abilities.

1300-1500 = Sorcerer, Witch or Wizard with very powerful magical abilities, a variety of magical powers, can never or rarely predict.

1000-2000= Enchanter, Witch or wizard with utterly powerful magical abilities, a variety of magical power, can predict. /w

2000up= Immortal, one of the triangle, has almost all magical abilities. Not seen in 100,000,000,000 years. /w' *

"Now we have ranked two of our students and the others of you will be ranked soon enough. But the two students we have ranked have far exceeded our expectations." Dumbledore cleared his throat and looked at the corner where Harry and I stood, "We have found that Harry Potter ranks with a 1745 and Sari Carter ranks with a 1592." We both gawked, "We will be training you to fight against Voldemort in the next two days in all the classes you attend. Professor Lupin and Professor Snape will be co-teaching elongated Defense Against the Dark Arts classes." The two professors glared at each other.

"Houses for the time being will be demolished. Sari and Harry I'd like you to come with me, students please line up in a single file line behind a professor and wait to be ranked. I'll be back shortly." Harry and I hurried after Dumbledore who swept quickly out of the hall. Cries and loud voices were heard from the two places of departing.

"Sari, Harry, we will be strongly counting on you heavily seeing as your magic ability is higher than most." I looked at the headmaster.

"How high is yours Headmaster?" I asked. He looked at me surprised.

"Well, I the last time I got it tested about ten years back it was 1987." Both of our jaws dropped, "But you are young and vital! I will be personally instructing you and anyone with a higher level-" He was cut off by a jubilant shout.

"ONE THOUSAND, TWO HUNDRED AND FIFTY-SEVEN!!!!" George's excited cry echoed through the hall. He ran out to us, "McGonagall said to come here . . ." He panted. He gave me a crooked smile.

"My, my Mr. Weasley, well come now. We have much to learn and so little time." Dumbledore said walking back in the hall to find Ron prancing towards us.

"One thousand, three hundred on the dot!" He said all smiles. Harry grinned back.

"One thousand, three hundred and twenty-four." Hermione announced to us. A pale figure came up to us. He glared at us and looked at Dumbledore.

"One thousand, four hundred and forty-seven." Draco Malfoy told us. Ron and George growled. Hermione grabbed Ron's robe and I grabbed George's arm.

"Behave." We both hissed. The two glared before snorting.

"Oh put a lid on it, Weasels. My father wants me here to fight for some stupid reason. With all his preaching about the Dark Arts I'd think he'd want me home." I looked at Harry who was looking from Dumbledore to Malfoy. I stepped forward.

"Your father isn't what he appears to be, Draco. Give us a chance, you might like it where it's light." I said holding out my hand, "I'm sorry about what I said yesterday. Let bygones be bygones." He gave me a suspicious glance. Our eyes locked.

"Sari are you mad?!?!" George demanded stepping up to my side. I just kept my eyes on Malfoy's. He took a shaky hand and placed it in mine. I firmly shook his as a new spark of warmth surfaced in his eyes. I pulled him close and planted a light kiss on his cheek.

The group gasped. George began to boil and I knew I had made a grave mistake in my friendship with the boy. I gave Draco a smile before following an angry twin.

* From 'The Woman I Love'



~~~~~~~~NOTE:
Okay to 'lil jolli' I'm sorry if you view Sari as a 'Mary-Sue' or the whole story in fact - personally I don't care. Also, about Kayla being a New Yorker, it was just the first city that popped into my head that everyone would know. Don't get pissed off because she's from there. I know there are tons of people from there that are cool, but just because tons are doesn't mean they ALL are. Geez. To everyone else who reviewed - THANKS! I know I'll get more specific as it goes on. Ya'll ROCKKKK!!!