My twin is writing a story which reminded me to update mine. it's ultra
cute. Just go onto favourite authors and then to Guard Girl. It's the only
one posted. Anyway, HP doesn't belong to me. Alright, I think I've put the
intro on here enough times.
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Don't Be Discouraged!
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THUMP.
Everyone in the hall gasped and raced towards the boy who lived up. Severus, Lily and James were the only ones who didn't go and see if they boy was all right. Snape just didn't give two shits and Lily and James just thought it very weird that the boy fell in a dead faint.
"My, what a peculiar boy," Lily commented with her right hand up to her cheek in subtle surprise.
"Yes." James agreed while adjusting his glasses, "why do the all crowd him like that?"
Snape snorted. "Because he's the bloody boy who lived."
Both turned to him.
"Lived what?" Lily inquired.
"That makes him special. how?" James cocked an eyebrow.
Snape just sniffed. "It's not my place to tell you." And with a swish of his wand he was in his blessed wizarding robes. Lily and James clapped appropriately. After all, they still thought him of a magician. Snape just scoffed at them and billowed off.
After all the really-not-needed commotion, everyone was in his or her respective places. It didn't take too long for Harry Potter to wake back up again with everyone screaming "Oh my goodness! Harry, are you alright?! Speak to me!" on top of their lungs.
Dumbledore's eyes twinkled merrily. "Now if we're all situated." He turned around and gestured to Lily and James. "May I introduce Lily and James Potter?"
THUMP THUMP.
This time Harry landed on his head. More commotion ensued.
It took about a good three minutes so that it was confirmed that Harry /didn't/ have a concussion and was sitting up on his own. James and Lily just sort of stood up there awkwardly, wondering why that boy kept on fainting.
"Perhaps he's got consumption," Whispered Lily to James behind her fan during the ruckus.
"Consu- wha?" James whispered back.
Lily rolled her eyes. "Never mind."
The noise level reduced. "Is everybody OK?" Dumbledore asked the crowd. "Does anyone need anything?" Murmurs were heard. "Good. Now where was I? Ah, yes. Lily and James Potter." Albus shot a weary glance at Harry who was still awfully white. He turned around to face them. "Very good to see you two once again. Pray tell, how did you come to this place?"
Both pointed to Snape who sat in the black shadows with his arms crossed.
Dumbledore turned to Snape. "Where on earth did you find these two? And are you sure this is them?"
Snape scoffed once again. "Yes, I am sure. I found them while on my 'mission' to get coffee for the staff. They were standing around muggle London, having very clueless looks on their faces. It is not every day you see undead people who you were /pretty/ sure were, the last time you checked, sitting in their graves. So after much running around, I lead them here."
"Do they know who you are?" Asked Dumbledore. By "who", everyone knew he meant wizard.
"I told them, but they don't believe me." Snape glared at the two.
"Oh, we believe you." James said, crossing his arms, "we're just waiting for the finishing act."
Lily looked excited. "Are you going to cut someone in half?"
Snape stared at them with a bewildered look on his face. Albus just covered his mouth to keep from laughing. He quickly changed his chuckle to a cough, and began interrogating them again.
"You must of heard wrong. He-" Albus corrected himself, " /we're/ not magicians, we're wizards."
"That's what Mr. Snape said," James told him. "But honestly, witchcraft? What a foolish thing."
"And muggle magicians aren't?" Snape growled.
"Oh, heavens no. The great Houdini was a very great magician, indeed," said Lily.
Dumbledore sighed slightly. "I know this is going to be hard for you to accept, but Severus wasn't lying at all. He is a wizard, and a professor at one of the finest schools of witchcraft and wizardry." He smiled warmly. "My name is Albus Dumbledore, I am the Headmaster here at Hogwarts."
Lily smiled back. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Dumbledore." She took out her hand and Dumbledore kissed it. James just took off his hat at recognition.
It looked like Lily and James might not have let it sink in, but accepted the fact that they were in a school for wizardry- not for magic tricks, for they both seemed to notice the enchanted ceiling at the same time after the greeting.
"My word." James said, staring up at the orange and pink sky.
Lily smiled delightfully. "How lovely." she whispered.
"Ah, so you have taken a liking to the enchanted ceiling." Dumbledore said, glancing up at the never-ending rooftop. "That happens to be one of my more favourite features of Hogwarts."
Lily turned to Dumbledore, "Is the whole castle enchanted?"
"In it's own way, yes. No room is the same."
James grinned. "Just how /big/ is this castle?"
"Very," Dumbledore answered, "but now is not the time to be talking to the proportions of these walls. Would you please follow me to my office? There is a very important matter at hand. And Harry," He turned to the boy who had fainted twice, "would you come along as well?" The boy shakily stood up.
Lily and James didn't ask any questions. They followed the old wizard down through twists and turns in the old stonewalls, and finally coming up to a statue of a stone gargoyle. "Pixie Stick," he told it, and the statue swung aside. James and Lily gaped for a moment, then quickly followed in.
"Take a seat," Dumbledore said after walking up a spiral staircase and entering through a wooden door. All three obliged. "Tea?" He asked.
"Yes, please." Lily said. James and Harry both answered in negative, but Dumbledore still poured four cups of tea. He went to ask them if they wanted sugar, milk and honey, then something from a tray of biscuits and finally a lemon drop.
Slurp.
Clank.
Chink.
Munch.
Sip.
"Now that we're all settled," Dumbledore said after everyone got situated, "I'm going to tell you two why Harry had fainted twice-"
"Three times, sir. The third one didn't make a big commotion." Harry corrected.
"Thrice, my apologies. I am going to have to be blunt with you, and I hope you can handle the news. There is, I am afraid, no way else I can tell you. Are you fine with that?" They shook their heads slowly. "Good, after the initial shock, I'll tell you the story, alright?" They shook their heads again.
Twinkling blue eyes.
"This boy here, Harry, is your son."
THUMP went Lily Potter's body.
**** Fainting must be in the family. Be kind! Rewind! No wait. Be kind! Review! That's it. : p
THUMP.
Everyone in the hall gasped and raced towards the boy who lived up. Severus, Lily and James were the only ones who didn't go and see if they boy was all right. Snape just didn't give two shits and Lily and James just thought it very weird that the boy fell in a dead faint.
"My, what a peculiar boy," Lily commented with her right hand up to her cheek in subtle surprise.
"Yes." James agreed while adjusting his glasses, "why do the all crowd him like that?"
Snape snorted. "Because he's the bloody boy who lived."
Both turned to him.
"Lived what?" Lily inquired.
"That makes him special. how?" James cocked an eyebrow.
Snape just sniffed. "It's not my place to tell you." And with a swish of his wand he was in his blessed wizarding robes. Lily and James clapped appropriately. After all, they still thought him of a magician. Snape just scoffed at them and billowed off.
After all the really-not-needed commotion, everyone was in his or her respective places. It didn't take too long for Harry Potter to wake back up again with everyone screaming "Oh my goodness! Harry, are you alright?! Speak to me!" on top of their lungs.
Dumbledore's eyes twinkled merrily. "Now if we're all situated." He turned around and gestured to Lily and James. "May I introduce Lily and James Potter?"
THUMP THUMP.
This time Harry landed on his head. More commotion ensued.
It took about a good three minutes so that it was confirmed that Harry /didn't/ have a concussion and was sitting up on his own. James and Lily just sort of stood up there awkwardly, wondering why that boy kept on fainting.
"Perhaps he's got consumption," Whispered Lily to James behind her fan during the ruckus.
"Consu- wha?" James whispered back.
Lily rolled her eyes. "Never mind."
The noise level reduced. "Is everybody OK?" Dumbledore asked the crowd. "Does anyone need anything?" Murmurs were heard. "Good. Now where was I? Ah, yes. Lily and James Potter." Albus shot a weary glance at Harry who was still awfully white. He turned around to face them. "Very good to see you two once again. Pray tell, how did you come to this place?"
Both pointed to Snape who sat in the black shadows with his arms crossed.
Dumbledore turned to Snape. "Where on earth did you find these two? And are you sure this is them?"
Snape scoffed once again. "Yes, I am sure. I found them while on my 'mission' to get coffee for the staff. They were standing around muggle London, having very clueless looks on their faces. It is not every day you see undead people who you were /pretty/ sure were, the last time you checked, sitting in their graves. So after much running around, I lead them here."
"Do they know who you are?" Asked Dumbledore. By "who", everyone knew he meant wizard.
"I told them, but they don't believe me." Snape glared at the two.
"Oh, we believe you." James said, crossing his arms, "we're just waiting for the finishing act."
Lily looked excited. "Are you going to cut someone in half?"
Snape stared at them with a bewildered look on his face. Albus just covered his mouth to keep from laughing. He quickly changed his chuckle to a cough, and began interrogating them again.
"You must of heard wrong. He-" Albus corrected himself, " /we're/ not magicians, we're wizards."
"That's what Mr. Snape said," James told him. "But honestly, witchcraft? What a foolish thing."
"And muggle magicians aren't?" Snape growled.
"Oh, heavens no. The great Houdini was a very great magician, indeed," said Lily.
Dumbledore sighed slightly. "I know this is going to be hard for you to accept, but Severus wasn't lying at all. He is a wizard, and a professor at one of the finest schools of witchcraft and wizardry." He smiled warmly. "My name is Albus Dumbledore, I am the Headmaster here at Hogwarts."
Lily smiled back. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Dumbledore." She took out her hand and Dumbledore kissed it. James just took off his hat at recognition.
It looked like Lily and James might not have let it sink in, but accepted the fact that they were in a school for wizardry- not for magic tricks, for they both seemed to notice the enchanted ceiling at the same time after the greeting.
"My word." James said, staring up at the orange and pink sky.
Lily smiled delightfully. "How lovely." she whispered.
"Ah, so you have taken a liking to the enchanted ceiling." Dumbledore said, glancing up at the never-ending rooftop. "That happens to be one of my more favourite features of Hogwarts."
Lily turned to Dumbledore, "Is the whole castle enchanted?"
"In it's own way, yes. No room is the same."
James grinned. "Just how /big/ is this castle?"
"Very," Dumbledore answered, "but now is not the time to be talking to the proportions of these walls. Would you please follow me to my office? There is a very important matter at hand. And Harry," He turned to the boy who had fainted twice, "would you come along as well?" The boy shakily stood up.
Lily and James didn't ask any questions. They followed the old wizard down through twists and turns in the old stonewalls, and finally coming up to a statue of a stone gargoyle. "Pixie Stick," he told it, and the statue swung aside. James and Lily gaped for a moment, then quickly followed in.
"Take a seat," Dumbledore said after walking up a spiral staircase and entering through a wooden door. All three obliged. "Tea?" He asked.
"Yes, please." Lily said. James and Harry both answered in negative, but Dumbledore still poured four cups of tea. He went to ask them if they wanted sugar, milk and honey, then something from a tray of biscuits and finally a lemon drop.
Slurp.
Clank.
Chink.
Munch.
Sip.
"Now that we're all settled," Dumbledore said after everyone got situated, "I'm going to tell you two why Harry had fainted twice-"
"Three times, sir. The third one didn't make a big commotion." Harry corrected.
"Thrice, my apologies. I am going to have to be blunt with you, and I hope you can handle the news. There is, I am afraid, no way else I can tell you. Are you fine with that?" They shook their heads slowly. "Good, after the initial shock, I'll tell you the story, alright?" They shook their heads again.
Twinkling blue eyes.
"This boy here, Harry, is your son."
THUMP went Lily Potter's body.
**** Fainting must be in the family. Be kind! Rewind! No wait. Be kind! Review! That's it. : p