CHAPTER 2: Introductions
DISCLAIMER: I own nuting. Nuting I tell you, NUTING! (Nuting meaning nothing, you understand and not eating nuts)
A/N: Ok, sorry this took so long but I had these little things called exams. Luckily, they are now over and I have 2 blissful months off! WOO HOO!
A/N: OMG! HP2 is AWESOME! I have seen it twice and 2 times is not enough! It is my favourite movie of the moment!
For the next week, the only thing everyone was talking about was the coming Tournament. Of course, Professor Dumbledore had explained what it entailed at the opening feast, and everyone was speculating on who would go for Hogwarts Champion, what the tasks would be, and, most importantly, what the students from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang would be like.
'I hear that all the Durmstrang people are really mean,' said Elinor, as herself, Jessica, Amy and their two other friends Dominique and Alison sat down at the Ravenclaw table on the Wednesday before the new students arrival for breakfast.
'Yeah, I know,' said Amy. 'Apparently, they eat house-elves.'
'Eww, who told you that?' asked Dominique, wincing.
'My younger sister Toni. One of the Hufflepuffs in her Herbology class told her,' said Amy, helping herself to a cinnamon donut (A/N: mmm.donut).
'What's a house-elf?' asked Jessica. She was of Muggle parentage and so did not know everything about the wizarding world.
Jessica was the only one of the five girls not born of wizarding blood, and so it had come as a great shock to her Mum and Dad when an owl had swooped into their kitchen one day six years before, dumped a letter into her little brother Sam's porridge, and swooped out again. Of course, when they had read the letter itself, they had nearly died. At first Mr and Mrs Flynn had been unsure if it wasn't a hoax, but when, a week later, they were getting bombarded by nearly 100 letters a day, they decided to allow her to go to Hogwarts. It also helped that their next door neighbour, Mrs Wallace, had revealed herself to be a witch.
Nowadays, the Flynns were quite proud to have a witch in the family, and had been even prouder when Sam, who was three years younger then Jess, had also received a letter. But still, Jessica had found it very difficult to fit in at Hogwarts, as she did not understand all the customs of the wizarding world, and there was some racism (especially by the Slytherins) against those who were not of 'pure blood'. It had been especially frightening two years ago, when she had been in Fourth year and Sam in First year, and the Chamber of Secrets was opened. She could still remember the fear that she had felt of being Petrified like those poor other students, and if it hadn't been for her friends, she didn't know how she would have managed. It was lucky that that Second year, Harry Potter, had been able to work out who had opened the chamber, and had saved the school. Jessica had had a crush on him for a while afterwards, but seeing as he had been in Third year and she in Fifth year, her friends quickly talked her out of it. Jessica had a tendency to have crushes on famous people, even if they were three years younger then her.
Anyway, back to the story.
'House-elves are servants,' explained Amy. 'Their lot in life is to serve us wizards and witches.'
'But, isn't that kind of slave labour?' asked Jessica.
'No,' said Elinor. 'They love it. They would be lost if they weren't serving people. But you have to be rich to have one. They cost quite a bit of money.'
Elinor was a half-blood. Her mother was a pure-blood witch, but her dad was as Muggle as a Muggle could be (but not in the Dursley sort of way). She was an only child, but all the relatives on her mother's side had gone to Hogwarts, the most recent being Elinor's twin cousins Jessica and Anita, so the family was quite well known and respected, many having fought against You-Know-Who when he was in power.
Elinor, though not a pretty girl with a lot of intelligence, did have a talent for Divination. She could predict things before they happened, and found that that had helped her and her friends out of many a bad situation. Her most famous prediction to date was that Bulgaria would catch the snitch but Ireland would win the Quidditch World Cup. Dom, who was a big Quidditch fan, hadn't believed her and had put her bet on Bulgaria winning, only to be very angry at not listening to Elinor when her prediction came true. All Elinor could do was laugh. Needless to say, she thought that Professor Trelawny, who taught Divination at Hogwarts, was full of, well, crap and Elinor had contradicted her 'predictions' on more then one occasion, the first time being their very first Divination class back in Third year, when Trelawny had said that Alison would die within the year. It had taken Elinor a month to reassure Alison that the prediction was false, and that she would tell her when she was going to die. After that, Elinor had spent most of Trelawney's classes finishing off other homework.
Recently, Elinor had been having dreams. Elinor always had dreams, which was how she was able to predict things. Images came to her in dreams and she was able to interpret them into predictions. But these latest dreams had been making her very worried. They had been occurring ever since last year, after the O.W.Ls. They had become stronger and more frequent after the Quidditch Cup, when that terrible thing with the Dark Mark had happened. Elinor hadn't been at the Cup herself (her family couldn't afford it), but the night of the Dark Mark appearance, she had had the weirdest dream. It had involved a rat, a dog (which she had the feeling was the Grim), a snake and - and this was the thing that disturbed her the most - an eye. Ever since getting back to school, this dream was becoming more and more frequent, and it was starting to really freak her out. She didn't understand what it could mean, and that rarely happened with one of her predictions. She hadn't told her friends, but she knew that they knew that something was up. However, she didn't want to frighten them.
'Elinor! Earth to Elinor, Earth to Elinor, can you come in please?'
'Huh?' Elinor blinked and looked up. Amy was peering at her.
'Are you all right? You have a glazed look over your face. What's up?'
'Oh, nothing. Just. thinking about my History of Magic essay, that's all'
'Urgh,' groaned Alison. 'Don't remind me. I was up to half past one last night, trying to make it long enough!'
'Yeah, same,' said Dom. 'But I gave up. I'm just handing in what I've written and just hoping that Binns won't notice that it's a little short.'
'How shorts 'a little short'?' asked Elinor, grinning.
'Oh.just a few feet,' said Dom, looking down at her bacon and eggs.
'Let me guess,' said Amy. '2 feet? 3 feet?'
'Try 10 inches long,' sighed Dom.
'10 inches,' said the other four in unison. Elinor dropped her spoon into her cereal, splashing milk everywhere.
'Dom, that's suicide. Binns will never let you hand that in,' said Elinor, wiping milk off her tie. (A/N: mmm tie)
'You should have asked us for help if you were stuck,' said Amy.
'Yeah, I was up so late finishing mine that a few more hours on yours wouldn't have made much difference,' said Alison, wearily rubbing sleep out of her eyes.
'I know, I know,' said Dom. 'I just couldn't be bothered. Besides, I was with Justin last night, and we sort of lost track of time.'
Justin was Dom's latest boyfriend. He was a Slytherin, but Dom said he wasn't that bad. He was a bit of a rebel, into death and war and all that. The others didn't really like him, but they kept their criticism to a minimum. They knew Dom could look after herself.
'Where did you go?' asked Jessica, leaning towards Dom.
'Up into the Owlery. That's where we usually meet. Then we went for a walk down by the lake. It was so nice.' Dom smiled. 'We almost got caught by Filch! It was so funny. Justin distracted him by floating a rock and crashing it through a window and then we had to hide in the Forbidden Forest for half an hour while him and Hagrid looked around for the culprit.' She giggled. 'That was a pretty good half an hour, I can tell you.'
The five laughed and started packing up their books.
'What do we have first?' asked Elinor.
'DADA,' said Amy. 'I think we're practising the Cruciatus curse on spiders today.'
'That should be fun,' said Alison, grimacing. She didn't like spiders, but she didn't like to hurt them, either.
Elinor shivered. Unlike the others, she didn't really like Professor Moody. His magical revolving eye reminded her too much of the eye in her dreams. Plus, he was a freaky guy.
'Hey, Elinor, don't look now but Scratchy's coming towards you,' said Dom, laughing.
Elinor whipped around. Coming towards the group was a 15 year old boy with massive glasses and a mop of blonde curly hair. Elinor groaned.
'Quick, let's go,' she whispered. The five girls started to hurry away from the Ravenclaw table but they weren't quick enough.
'Hi, Elinor,' called out Scratchy a.k.a David Winterbourne, in a voice that was in the middle of breaking. 'Made any good predictions lately?'
'Hi, David,' sighed Elinor. The five girls stopped and turned around. 'No I haven't.'
'Well, I predict that you will have a great day!' said David, laughing. 'Especially since we have to hand in that History of Magic essay. How long is yours? Mines 6 feet 5 inches long.'
'That's.very nice David. I didn't measure mine.' Elinor looked at Amy, stating with her eyes get me out of here. But Amy didn't twig.
'Uh.we're going to be late for DADA,' she said instead. 'We'll leave you two alone.'
'Oh, but - ' said Elinor, but the other four had gone.
'Gee, I wonder why they had to go so quickly,' said David. 'But now we can walk together! And I can tell you all about my essay!'
Elinor groaned and turned towards the Great Hall doors, David falling into step with her and starting to talk about his essay. I am going to get Amy and the others she thought as the two slowly made their way to Defence Against the Dark Arts, David talking about how unicorns were his favourite animal.
DISCLAIMER: I own nuting. Nuting I tell you, NUTING! (Nuting meaning nothing, you understand and not eating nuts)
A/N: Ok, sorry this took so long but I had these little things called exams. Luckily, they are now over and I have 2 blissful months off! WOO HOO!
A/N: OMG! HP2 is AWESOME! I have seen it twice and 2 times is not enough! It is my favourite movie of the moment!
For the next week, the only thing everyone was talking about was the coming Tournament. Of course, Professor Dumbledore had explained what it entailed at the opening feast, and everyone was speculating on who would go for Hogwarts Champion, what the tasks would be, and, most importantly, what the students from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang would be like.
'I hear that all the Durmstrang people are really mean,' said Elinor, as herself, Jessica, Amy and their two other friends Dominique and Alison sat down at the Ravenclaw table on the Wednesday before the new students arrival for breakfast.
'Yeah, I know,' said Amy. 'Apparently, they eat house-elves.'
'Eww, who told you that?' asked Dominique, wincing.
'My younger sister Toni. One of the Hufflepuffs in her Herbology class told her,' said Amy, helping herself to a cinnamon donut (A/N: mmm.donut).
'What's a house-elf?' asked Jessica. She was of Muggle parentage and so did not know everything about the wizarding world.
Jessica was the only one of the five girls not born of wizarding blood, and so it had come as a great shock to her Mum and Dad when an owl had swooped into their kitchen one day six years before, dumped a letter into her little brother Sam's porridge, and swooped out again. Of course, when they had read the letter itself, they had nearly died. At first Mr and Mrs Flynn had been unsure if it wasn't a hoax, but when, a week later, they were getting bombarded by nearly 100 letters a day, they decided to allow her to go to Hogwarts. It also helped that their next door neighbour, Mrs Wallace, had revealed herself to be a witch.
Nowadays, the Flynns were quite proud to have a witch in the family, and had been even prouder when Sam, who was three years younger then Jess, had also received a letter. But still, Jessica had found it very difficult to fit in at Hogwarts, as she did not understand all the customs of the wizarding world, and there was some racism (especially by the Slytherins) against those who were not of 'pure blood'. It had been especially frightening two years ago, when she had been in Fourth year and Sam in First year, and the Chamber of Secrets was opened. She could still remember the fear that she had felt of being Petrified like those poor other students, and if it hadn't been for her friends, she didn't know how she would have managed. It was lucky that that Second year, Harry Potter, had been able to work out who had opened the chamber, and had saved the school. Jessica had had a crush on him for a while afterwards, but seeing as he had been in Third year and she in Fifth year, her friends quickly talked her out of it. Jessica had a tendency to have crushes on famous people, even if they were three years younger then her.
Anyway, back to the story.
'House-elves are servants,' explained Amy. 'Their lot in life is to serve us wizards and witches.'
'But, isn't that kind of slave labour?' asked Jessica.
'No,' said Elinor. 'They love it. They would be lost if they weren't serving people. But you have to be rich to have one. They cost quite a bit of money.'
Elinor was a half-blood. Her mother was a pure-blood witch, but her dad was as Muggle as a Muggle could be (but not in the Dursley sort of way). She was an only child, but all the relatives on her mother's side had gone to Hogwarts, the most recent being Elinor's twin cousins Jessica and Anita, so the family was quite well known and respected, many having fought against You-Know-Who when he was in power.
Elinor, though not a pretty girl with a lot of intelligence, did have a talent for Divination. She could predict things before they happened, and found that that had helped her and her friends out of many a bad situation. Her most famous prediction to date was that Bulgaria would catch the snitch but Ireland would win the Quidditch World Cup. Dom, who was a big Quidditch fan, hadn't believed her and had put her bet on Bulgaria winning, only to be very angry at not listening to Elinor when her prediction came true. All Elinor could do was laugh. Needless to say, she thought that Professor Trelawny, who taught Divination at Hogwarts, was full of, well, crap and Elinor had contradicted her 'predictions' on more then one occasion, the first time being their very first Divination class back in Third year, when Trelawny had said that Alison would die within the year. It had taken Elinor a month to reassure Alison that the prediction was false, and that she would tell her when she was going to die. After that, Elinor had spent most of Trelawney's classes finishing off other homework.
Recently, Elinor had been having dreams. Elinor always had dreams, which was how she was able to predict things. Images came to her in dreams and she was able to interpret them into predictions. But these latest dreams had been making her very worried. They had been occurring ever since last year, after the O.W.Ls. They had become stronger and more frequent after the Quidditch Cup, when that terrible thing with the Dark Mark had happened. Elinor hadn't been at the Cup herself (her family couldn't afford it), but the night of the Dark Mark appearance, she had had the weirdest dream. It had involved a rat, a dog (which she had the feeling was the Grim), a snake and - and this was the thing that disturbed her the most - an eye. Ever since getting back to school, this dream was becoming more and more frequent, and it was starting to really freak her out. She didn't understand what it could mean, and that rarely happened with one of her predictions. She hadn't told her friends, but she knew that they knew that something was up. However, she didn't want to frighten them.
'Elinor! Earth to Elinor, Earth to Elinor, can you come in please?'
'Huh?' Elinor blinked and looked up. Amy was peering at her.
'Are you all right? You have a glazed look over your face. What's up?'
'Oh, nothing. Just. thinking about my History of Magic essay, that's all'
'Urgh,' groaned Alison. 'Don't remind me. I was up to half past one last night, trying to make it long enough!'
'Yeah, same,' said Dom. 'But I gave up. I'm just handing in what I've written and just hoping that Binns won't notice that it's a little short.'
'How shorts 'a little short'?' asked Elinor, grinning.
'Oh.just a few feet,' said Dom, looking down at her bacon and eggs.
'Let me guess,' said Amy. '2 feet? 3 feet?'
'Try 10 inches long,' sighed Dom.
'10 inches,' said the other four in unison. Elinor dropped her spoon into her cereal, splashing milk everywhere.
'Dom, that's suicide. Binns will never let you hand that in,' said Elinor, wiping milk off her tie. (A/N: mmm tie)
'You should have asked us for help if you were stuck,' said Amy.
'Yeah, I was up so late finishing mine that a few more hours on yours wouldn't have made much difference,' said Alison, wearily rubbing sleep out of her eyes.
'I know, I know,' said Dom. 'I just couldn't be bothered. Besides, I was with Justin last night, and we sort of lost track of time.'
Justin was Dom's latest boyfriend. He was a Slytherin, but Dom said he wasn't that bad. He was a bit of a rebel, into death and war and all that. The others didn't really like him, but they kept their criticism to a minimum. They knew Dom could look after herself.
'Where did you go?' asked Jessica, leaning towards Dom.
'Up into the Owlery. That's where we usually meet. Then we went for a walk down by the lake. It was so nice.' Dom smiled. 'We almost got caught by Filch! It was so funny. Justin distracted him by floating a rock and crashing it through a window and then we had to hide in the Forbidden Forest for half an hour while him and Hagrid looked around for the culprit.' She giggled. 'That was a pretty good half an hour, I can tell you.'
The five laughed and started packing up their books.
'What do we have first?' asked Elinor.
'DADA,' said Amy. 'I think we're practising the Cruciatus curse on spiders today.'
'That should be fun,' said Alison, grimacing. She didn't like spiders, but she didn't like to hurt them, either.
Elinor shivered. Unlike the others, she didn't really like Professor Moody. His magical revolving eye reminded her too much of the eye in her dreams. Plus, he was a freaky guy.
'Hey, Elinor, don't look now but Scratchy's coming towards you,' said Dom, laughing.
Elinor whipped around. Coming towards the group was a 15 year old boy with massive glasses and a mop of blonde curly hair. Elinor groaned.
'Quick, let's go,' she whispered. The five girls started to hurry away from the Ravenclaw table but they weren't quick enough.
'Hi, Elinor,' called out Scratchy a.k.a David Winterbourne, in a voice that was in the middle of breaking. 'Made any good predictions lately?'
'Hi, David,' sighed Elinor. The five girls stopped and turned around. 'No I haven't.'
'Well, I predict that you will have a great day!' said David, laughing. 'Especially since we have to hand in that History of Magic essay. How long is yours? Mines 6 feet 5 inches long.'
'That's.very nice David. I didn't measure mine.' Elinor looked at Amy, stating with her eyes get me out of here. But Amy didn't twig.
'Uh.we're going to be late for DADA,' she said instead. 'We'll leave you two alone.'
'Oh, but - ' said Elinor, but the other four had gone.
'Gee, I wonder why they had to go so quickly,' said David. 'But now we can walk together! And I can tell you all about my essay!'
Elinor groaned and turned towards the Great Hall doors, David falling into step with her and starting to talk about his essay. I am going to get Amy and the others she thought as the two slowly made their way to Defence Against the Dark Arts, David talking about how unicorns were his favourite animal.
