The Female Gryffindor
Fiona Gryffindor is the first female in the line of Gryffindor. At age five her mother told her not to worry, she was to marry her cousin, Kaso Gryffindor. But Fiona falls in love with a boy at school, Kevin Potter, and she must find a way to get out of her arranged marriage. She learns that in time of need, look to love.
Disclaimer: I came up with it all! However, I can't really own it, sigh. Oh, well
A/N: Yippee, another story to update! Just thought of it now! I'm going to have fun! Oh, and I thought of Fiona because Fiona=Fiasco=Failure=Disappointment=Parents. Get it? No? Oh, well.
Fiona Gryffindor sulked while getting on to the red steam train called Hogwarts express. She had lived in Hogwarts her whole life. Her parents just wanted her to ride with her fiancé. Her fiancé was her bloody cousin, Kaso Gryffindor. Tiger and Lion, what her parents were often called, just wanted to keep the bloody family name. She had to be a bloody dainty lady. She'd show them.
Despite her repel thoughts; Fiona never did anything of the kind. She had never run away, or showed backlash, but then again, she never saw her parent to rebel.
Fiona knew the castle better than any student the will, has, or is going there. She would help pranksters with their pranks, or outcasts find a special place. In that way she was kind.
Most people didn't describe Fiona as kind either. They thought her as clumsy, rude, and even obnoxious. She couldn't help being clumsy; blame her parents. Rude was only because she wasn't a lady. Fiona was herself, and decided to tell people that. She would skip important dinners, make rude gestures at her fiancé, and ignore her parents. She didn't care. Why should she?
"Go," snapped her aunt who was tired of her lack of attention. "We only agreed to the marriage to keep family name."
Fiona frankly couldn't care. "Take the marriage back, by all means, I wouldn't mind." She stepped into the compartment. "He's a heartless person."
"Go and be rid of you! My son is very well mannered, thank you very much!"
"You're not welcome." She smiled at the lady who scowled back and closed the door.
Inside she found Kaso, her fiancé, and a Potter boy. "What are you doing here?" she asked.
Kaso rolled his eyes but the Potter boy didn't, "If you didn't notice, I'm your fiancé."
"Really?" she replied sarcastically. "I thought that was incest. Oh wait, it is." She put a hand to her mouth, "Imagine that."
"Shut up," he said gruffly. "It's not like I want to marry an ungrateful wench."
"And I do?" she asked. Her voice took on a high, falsetto tone, "'you have to keep up the family name, Fiona. I bred you to be a considerate young lady.' I wasn't born, I was bred."
The Potter boy spoke up finally, "Where are your bags?" he asked.
This proved to be a difficult subject also. "Tiger and Lion put it in the Gryffindor Tower."
"Don't you have to be sorted?"
"Oh, I will, but they believe I'll be a Gryffindor. What house do you think you'll be in?"
"Probably Ravenclaw."
"That's a good house. Quite a few nice people there. Even a few pranksters."
Kaso interrupted, "You're supposed to support Gryffindor, Fiona, not Ravenclaw," he emphasized a few words and the o in Fiona's name."
"I'm supposed to support inter-house relationships, too, Kaso."
"Forgive her, Kevin," said Kaso to the Potter boy, "she's a little off. You should be in Gryffindor."
"He can be in whatever house he wants."
"Go away."
"Fine, I will." Fiona left.
"Bye, cub," she could here Kevin behind. Cub that was an interesting name.
Fiona Gryffindor is the first female in the line of Gryffindor. At age five her mother told her not to worry, she was to marry her cousin, Kaso Gryffindor. But Fiona falls in love with a boy at school, Kevin Potter, and she must find a way to get out of her arranged marriage. She learns that in time of need, look to love.
Disclaimer: I came up with it all! However, I can't really own it, sigh. Oh, well
A/N: Yippee, another story to update! Just thought of it now! I'm going to have fun! Oh, and I thought of Fiona because Fiona=Fiasco=Failure=Disappointment=Parents. Get it? No? Oh, well.
Fiona Gryffindor sulked while getting on to the red steam train called Hogwarts express. She had lived in Hogwarts her whole life. Her parents just wanted her to ride with her fiancé. Her fiancé was her bloody cousin, Kaso Gryffindor. Tiger and Lion, what her parents were often called, just wanted to keep the bloody family name. She had to be a bloody dainty lady. She'd show them.
Despite her repel thoughts; Fiona never did anything of the kind. She had never run away, or showed backlash, but then again, she never saw her parent to rebel.
Fiona knew the castle better than any student the will, has, or is going there. She would help pranksters with their pranks, or outcasts find a special place. In that way she was kind.
Most people didn't describe Fiona as kind either. They thought her as clumsy, rude, and even obnoxious. She couldn't help being clumsy; blame her parents. Rude was only because she wasn't a lady. Fiona was herself, and decided to tell people that. She would skip important dinners, make rude gestures at her fiancé, and ignore her parents. She didn't care. Why should she?
"Go," snapped her aunt who was tired of her lack of attention. "We only agreed to the marriage to keep family name."
Fiona frankly couldn't care. "Take the marriage back, by all means, I wouldn't mind." She stepped into the compartment. "He's a heartless person."
"Go and be rid of you! My son is very well mannered, thank you very much!"
"You're not welcome." She smiled at the lady who scowled back and closed the door.
Inside she found Kaso, her fiancé, and a Potter boy. "What are you doing here?" she asked.
Kaso rolled his eyes but the Potter boy didn't, "If you didn't notice, I'm your fiancé."
"Really?" she replied sarcastically. "I thought that was incest. Oh wait, it is." She put a hand to her mouth, "Imagine that."
"Shut up," he said gruffly. "It's not like I want to marry an ungrateful wench."
"And I do?" she asked. Her voice took on a high, falsetto tone, "'you have to keep up the family name, Fiona. I bred you to be a considerate young lady.' I wasn't born, I was bred."
The Potter boy spoke up finally, "Where are your bags?" he asked.
This proved to be a difficult subject also. "Tiger and Lion put it in the Gryffindor Tower."
"Don't you have to be sorted?"
"Oh, I will, but they believe I'll be a Gryffindor. What house do you think you'll be in?"
"Probably Ravenclaw."
"That's a good house. Quite a few nice people there. Even a few pranksters."
Kaso interrupted, "You're supposed to support Gryffindor, Fiona, not Ravenclaw," he emphasized a few words and the o in Fiona's name."
"I'm supposed to support inter-house relationships, too, Kaso."
"Forgive her, Kevin," said Kaso to the Potter boy, "she's a little off. You should be in Gryffindor."
"He can be in whatever house he wants."
"Go away."
"Fine, I will." Fiona left.
"Bye, cub," she could here Kevin behind. Cub that was an interesting name.