A/n Aight, so you see the ships? Bri/Orion, Grenda/Tom . . . and both
Brittany and Tom are jealous of Orion and Grenda. Hehehe, oh what a twisted
web we weave.
~*BRI*~
When He Was Tom . . .
Chapter 4: Diagon Alley
They arrived in the fireplace of Flourish and Blotts and Tom helped Brittany up reluctantly. She brushed herself off and tucked her notebook into the bag she'd been given at Hogwarts. She then looked around the small store, giving a small squeal of delight. Tom rose an eyebrow. "I can see someone loves books."
Brittany didn't give herself time to glare at him before rushing to the part of the store full of Fiction books. "Wow." She whispered. Tom joined her hands in his pockets and watched her pull out books, read the insides, and then put them back.
"We may need to get your school books." Said Tom holding up the list.
"Alright." Said Brittany gloomily dropping the book she had and turning to him. He led her to the back of the store and grabbed the books she needed off the shelf. She was soon stumbling around under the weight of the many books she carried. She had every set of books she needed for the years she'd missed and this year. There were trunks at the end and Tom grabbed one, giving it to her. She toppled the pile into the trunk and looked up at him, suddenly realizing, this was the year before he would open the Chamber and kill Myrtle. She shivered and grabbed the handle of the trunk pulling it forward.
They told the owner, Brittany didn't catch his name, to put it on Hogwarts tab and then traveled across the road to Madam Malkin's Robes. Brittany was set up with a nice set of robes that already had the Slytherin crest sewn into it.
Soon it was noon and all they had left to get was her wand. They began walking towards Ollivaders, when Tom glanced at Brittany as she looked around at all the people surrounding them. "Those weren't normal underwear were they?"
Brittany's attention snapped back to him. "What?" She said eyebrows raised as her eyes widened. He blushed.
"Nevermind, I withdrawl the question." Said Tom looking away. Brittany blushed too, realizing she'd worn her thong yesterday.
"Where do we get my wand?" Said Brittany.
"Ollivanders." Said Tom pointing to a tiny shop on the corner. Brittany smiled with glee as they entered. A younger man walked forward from the back and surveyed her. Her heart then caught in her throat. **Ollivader's physchic!** She thought backing up a little ways. Tom rolled his eyes and stepped towards the side of the room.
"Ah, Ms. Lafaya, very nice to see you. How's your mother?" Said Ollivander. Brittany stared not breathing.
"Morgaine." Whispered Tom, nudging her.
"She's dead." Brittany said breathlessly. Ollivander put on a sorrowful look.
"Hmmm, that's to bad. She was a bright child." Said Ollivander. Tom looked around and he winked at her. She smiled. **He knows, but he's not going to tell anyone . . . thank the Lord!** She thought. "Alright, let's see, you'll be needing a wand." This was the moment Brittany'd been dreading. She didn't know if she HAD any powers, but she was able to see Hogwarts, which meant she might have a little magic in her blood. Ollivander came back with three boxes. "9 ½ inches, unicorn hair, maple. Just give it a little wave." She felt absolutely nothing and nothing happened when she did so. It was ripped out of her hand and another inserted. "11 inches, dragon heart string, oak, very pliable." Nothing. Soon the chair next to Tom was piled with the wands. She sighed and took. "12 ½ inches, Phoenix feather, cherry, good for transfiguration and charms." And instantly felt a warmth in her finger tips. She smiled and waved the wand sendin sparks flying. Ollivander rose an eyebrow and handed her the box. She looked at the old box, putting the wand back in and back at Ollivander.
"What?" She said. Ollivander handed her a letter and then turned to leave. She gave him a concerned look then followed Tom through the door. They both walked silently down the street not looking at anything imparticular. Brittany took out the letter and began reading the green script.
Dear Holder,
This letter was to be given to the holder of the wand that carries the Dark Phoenix's feather. Be very careful with this certain wand, for if you use it correctly, oyu can call the Phoenix to you.
Be sure to have my heir with you as you call it, or else you may be killed, for only my heir can control the two beasts.
The Dark Phoenix was first discovered when myself and a group of travelers stumbled upon it. I was the only one able to defend myself from it's memory charms and so I captured it and brought it to my home, extracted the feather you now hold and let it go again. Though it kept coming upon me, even after I had left the founders of Hogwarts. The Phoenix can only do Dark Magic, as that it what I have taught it.
The Cruciatus Curse, the Imperius Curse and the Killing Curse are the three curses I have taught it. Only you and my heir can learn these when the bird is summoned, and when you learn them teach them to only your closest followers. Be wise with your decisions.
With all the luck I posess,
Salazar Slytherin
Brittany shivered and looked at Tom. She was to learn the unforgivable Curses, with Tom. He looked over at her white face and rose an eyebrow. "What?" He said.
Brittany handed the letter to him. As he read his eyes sparkled. **He obviously already knows about his lineage.** She watched the rest of his reaction, then took the letter when handed to her. She could see the wheels turning.
"Why did you just look like that?" She said tucking the letter into her bags.
"Like what?" Said Tom quietly.
"When you were reading the letter, you eyes . . . nevermind." Said Brittany kicking a stone and making it skid across the ground.
"That's right nevermind. You shouldn't go butting into other people's business." Said Tom harshly. Brittany's eyes narrowed.
"Sorry! Golly jeepers, I was just wondering, you don't have to go all catty on me." Said Brittany. Tom's face was struck with a sudden guilty look.
"You're right." He said taking Brittany completely aback. "Listen, I'll treat you to some ice cream." She nodded and smiled.
"Thanks." She said as they made their way to the ice cream shop. (A/n I forgot the name) Tom sat across from her as she went through her bags, looking for her first book. "This should be pretty easy." She said pulling it out and opening it after they ordered their food.
"That's really rude." Said Tom. Brittany looked up.
"What?"
"Reading at the table."
"No, singing is."
"I doubt you could sing."
"Wanna bet?"
"Five galleons."
"How do you get money?"
"I have a job in Hogsmeade on weekends."
"Oh, alright, five galleons. What do you want me to sing?"
"I don't know. What do you want to sing?"
"Do you know Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy?"
"I think I've heard it."
"Alright." Said Brittany smiling. "There was a famous trumpet man from out Chicago way, he had a boogie style that no one else could play." Brittany sang catching the attention of those around them. Tom's eyes were wide. "He was the top man of his craft, but then his number came up and he was gone with the draft. He's in the army now, a' blowin' revelry, he's the boogie woogie bugle boy of company B." She finished and the witches and wizards around her clapped and whistled as Tom handed her 5 galleons.
"On the house." Said Florean smiling at them as he emerged from the crowd carrying their strawberry sundaes. Brittany smiled and shoved the money into her pocket before digging in.
"Wow." Said Tom.
"Told you."
"Maybe I should bring you to all the ice cream parlours." Said Tom. Brittany winked and removed her glasses to rubb something out of her eye. She then kept them off as she started eating again. "You have blue eyes."
"Yes . . . I've had them my whole life." Brittany said slowly.
"They looked green last night." Said Tom.
"They change colors." Said Brittany simply. "Sometimes they're gray too."
"Weird."
"No, cool. I love my eyes."
"I can see that."
"Anything wrong with that?"
"No, they're pretty." Brittany looked up as Tom's black red tinted eyes fell back to his ice cream.
"Alright . . . thanks." She said. Soon they were done and ready to go back to Hogwarts. They walked down the road on obviously better terms then before and went to Flourish and Blotts to Floo off.
~*BRI*~
When He Was Tom . . .
Chapter 4: Diagon Alley
They arrived in the fireplace of Flourish and Blotts and Tom helped Brittany up reluctantly. She brushed herself off and tucked her notebook into the bag she'd been given at Hogwarts. She then looked around the small store, giving a small squeal of delight. Tom rose an eyebrow. "I can see someone loves books."
Brittany didn't give herself time to glare at him before rushing to the part of the store full of Fiction books. "Wow." She whispered. Tom joined her hands in his pockets and watched her pull out books, read the insides, and then put them back.
"We may need to get your school books." Said Tom holding up the list.
"Alright." Said Brittany gloomily dropping the book she had and turning to him. He led her to the back of the store and grabbed the books she needed off the shelf. She was soon stumbling around under the weight of the many books she carried. She had every set of books she needed for the years she'd missed and this year. There were trunks at the end and Tom grabbed one, giving it to her. She toppled the pile into the trunk and looked up at him, suddenly realizing, this was the year before he would open the Chamber and kill Myrtle. She shivered and grabbed the handle of the trunk pulling it forward.
They told the owner, Brittany didn't catch his name, to put it on Hogwarts tab and then traveled across the road to Madam Malkin's Robes. Brittany was set up with a nice set of robes that already had the Slytherin crest sewn into it.
Soon it was noon and all they had left to get was her wand. They began walking towards Ollivaders, when Tom glanced at Brittany as she looked around at all the people surrounding them. "Those weren't normal underwear were they?"
Brittany's attention snapped back to him. "What?" She said eyebrows raised as her eyes widened. He blushed.
"Nevermind, I withdrawl the question." Said Tom looking away. Brittany blushed too, realizing she'd worn her thong yesterday.
"Where do we get my wand?" Said Brittany.
"Ollivanders." Said Tom pointing to a tiny shop on the corner. Brittany smiled with glee as they entered. A younger man walked forward from the back and surveyed her. Her heart then caught in her throat. **Ollivader's physchic!** She thought backing up a little ways. Tom rolled his eyes and stepped towards the side of the room.
"Ah, Ms. Lafaya, very nice to see you. How's your mother?" Said Ollivander. Brittany stared not breathing.
"Morgaine." Whispered Tom, nudging her.
"She's dead." Brittany said breathlessly. Ollivander put on a sorrowful look.
"Hmmm, that's to bad. She was a bright child." Said Ollivander. Tom looked around and he winked at her. She smiled. **He knows, but he's not going to tell anyone . . . thank the Lord!** She thought. "Alright, let's see, you'll be needing a wand." This was the moment Brittany'd been dreading. She didn't know if she HAD any powers, but she was able to see Hogwarts, which meant she might have a little magic in her blood. Ollivander came back with three boxes. "9 ½ inches, unicorn hair, maple. Just give it a little wave." She felt absolutely nothing and nothing happened when she did so. It was ripped out of her hand and another inserted. "11 inches, dragon heart string, oak, very pliable." Nothing. Soon the chair next to Tom was piled with the wands. She sighed and took. "12 ½ inches, Phoenix feather, cherry, good for transfiguration and charms." And instantly felt a warmth in her finger tips. She smiled and waved the wand sendin sparks flying. Ollivander rose an eyebrow and handed her the box. She looked at the old box, putting the wand back in and back at Ollivander.
"What?" She said. Ollivander handed her a letter and then turned to leave. She gave him a concerned look then followed Tom through the door. They both walked silently down the street not looking at anything imparticular. Brittany took out the letter and began reading the green script.
Dear Holder,
This letter was to be given to the holder of the wand that carries the Dark Phoenix's feather. Be very careful with this certain wand, for if you use it correctly, oyu can call the Phoenix to you.
Be sure to have my heir with you as you call it, or else you may be killed, for only my heir can control the two beasts.
The Dark Phoenix was first discovered when myself and a group of travelers stumbled upon it. I was the only one able to defend myself from it's memory charms and so I captured it and brought it to my home, extracted the feather you now hold and let it go again. Though it kept coming upon me, even after I had left the founders of Hogwarts. The Phoenix can only do Dark Magic, as that it what I have taught it.
The Cruciatus Curse, the Imperius Curse and the Killing Curse are the three curses I have taught it. Only you and my heir can learn these when the bird is summoned, and when you learn them teach them to only your closest followers. Be wise with your decisions.
With all the luck I posess,
Salazar Slytherin
Brittany shivered and looked at Tom. She was to learn the unforgivable Curses, with Tom. He looked over at her white face and rose an eyebrow. "What?" He said.
Brittany handed the letter to him. As he read his eyes sparkled. **He obviously already knows about his lineage.** She watched the rest of his reaction, then took the letter when handed to her. She could see the wheels turning.
"Why did you just look like that?" She said tucking the letter into her bags.
"Like what?" Said Tom quietly.
"When you were reading the letter, you eyes . . . nevermind." Said Brittany kicking a stone and making it skid across the ground.
"That's right nevermind. You shouldn't go butting into other people's business." Said Tom harshly. Brittany's eyes narrowed.
"Sorry! Golly jeepers, I was just wondering, you don't have to go all catty on me." Said Brittany. Tom's face was struck with a sudden guilty look.
"You're right." He said taking Brittany completely aback. "Listen, I'll treat you to some ice cream." She nodded and smiled.
"Thanks." She said as they made their way to the ice cream shop. (A/n I forgot the name) Tom sat across from her as she went through her bags, looking for her first book. "This should be pretty easy." She said pulling it out and opening it after they ordered their food.
"That's really rude." Said Tom. Brittany looked up.
"What?"
"Reading at the table."
"No, singing is."
"I doubt you could sing."
"Wanna bet?"
"Five galleons."
"How do you get money?"
"I have a job in Hogsmeade on weekends."
"Oh, alright, five galleons. What do you want me to sing?"
"I don't know. What do you want to sing?"
"Do you know Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy?"
"I think I've heard it."
"Alright." Said Brittany smiling. "There was a famous trumpet man from out Chicago way, he had a boogie style that no one else could play." Brittany sang catching the attention of those around them. Tom's eyes were wide. "He was the top man of his craft, but then his number came up and he was gone with the draft. He's in the army now, a' blowin' revelry, he's the boogie woogie bugle boy of company B." She finished and the witches and wizards around her clapped and whistled as Tom handed her 5 galleons.
"On the house." Said Florean smiling at them as he emerged from the crowd carrying their strawberry sundaes. Brittany smiled and shoved the money into her pocket before digging in.
"Wow." Said Tom.
"Told you."
"Maybe I should bring you to all the ice cream parlours." Said Tom. Brittany winked and removed her glasses to rubb something out of her eye. She then kept them off as she started eating again. "You have blue eyes."
"Yes . . . I've had them my whole life." Brittany said slowly.
"They looked green last night." Said Tom.
"They change colors." Said Brittany simply. "Sometimes they're gray too."
"Weird."
"No, cool. I love my eyes."
"I can see that."
"Anything wrong with that?"
"No, they're pretty." Brittany looked up as Tom's black red tinted eyes fell back to his ice cream.
"Alright . . . thanks." She said. Soon they were done and ready to go back to Hogwarts. They walked down the road on obviously better terms then before and went to Flourish and Blotts to Floo off.