Disclaimer: Surprisingly enough I do not own Harry Potter, I own none of
the Characters except those who do not feature in the books (duh). Mostly,
that's just the new girl . . .
Warning: This will contain slash in later chapters, here's a hint, if you don't like it . . . don't read it!
Rating: PG-13
Title: The Set
A/N: A set is a run of tunnels that form a badger's home.
Summary: Hufflepuff common rooms. Lol - can you guess I don't like writing summaries? After this I'm giving up. . . No more summaries!
Author: Dodo
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Chapter 8
The tall oak she stood before started to shimmer, ever so slightly. That, Crystal guessed, meant that she had remembered the right password. Breathing a sigh of relief she took a hesitant step forward. All her senses were telling her she was about to walk into a tree, but she had been assured that that would not prove to be a problem. So swallowing her fears, she walked headlong into the tree, only, it seemed rather more literally than one might have expected. She looked around to see that she was inside a large room filled with cushions and comfy chairs.
She was amazed by what she saw. If she had thought the great hall was impressive then this was just, whoa! She couldn't think of any words to describe it. She made her way over to a three-person sofa and sat down next to a girl she didn't know.
"Hello, my name's Emma." The girl was younger than she was and had beautiful angelic curls of pure blonde hair falling loosely over her face. She smiled at the younger girl who seemed to be slightly wary of the stranger sitting next to her.
"Hi, I'm Crystal." Noting the wariness of the small girl she realised it was because she didn't know who she was. "I just moved here. I was the one sorted at breakfast."
Emma nodded in understanding and recognition.
"Sorry, I wasn't there at breakfast today. I guess I missed it."
Ah, that explained why she wasn't one of the many strangers that kept approaching her and calling her by her name when she had no idea who they were.
She suddenly realised she had no idea where her room was. "Do you know where my room is likely to be?" she hoped that the girl may have been able to point her in the right direction but instead she just shook her head.
"Hey, Meg!" She called to another girl across the room. "Where'd you think the new girl's dorm would be?"
"Oh, Crystal, hi! I'm so sorry, I didn't see you there. You'll be sharing a dorm room with the other 6th year girls and their room is just through here." Meg walked over to a small door in the wall adjacent to the one the sofa was against and opened it. Crystal quickly got up to follow the girl leading her. Saying a rushed thank you to Emma she almost had to brake into a run not to loose the girl in front. The door lead to a corridor that had more doors either side of it.
The layout was very simple. The first pair of doors were girls and boys 1st year dorm rooms, the next were 2nd year, then 3rd, then 4th and so on. Girl's dorms always on the right and boy's on the left. At the end of the corridor were the prefect rooms. Meg showed Crystal to her dorm room door and then left.
Upon entering the room, Crystal noticed that her belongings were already laid out on what she could only assume to be her bed.
She picked out a dress to wear under her robes. She was still unused to wearing school uniform all the time and felt rather uncomfortable so she decided to wear her robe as a coat more than anything else, with her normal clothes underneath.
The dress she picked out was mostly black with purple trimmings. It was just above knee length and went up to a one-sleeved top. The sleeve it's self was made of a thin fabric that flowed beautifully down her arm and ended in slightly flared cuff.
She spent an hour and a half doing her hair and make-up and was just about ready to go when Nicola came in.
"Wow!" Her friend stuttered, "You look. . . just wow! Where are you going? Is there some party I should know about?"
Laughing, Crystal retold the story about how she got her date, her friend hanging on every word. After she had finished, Nicola was even more shocked than before she'd started.
"Blaise Zabini?" She asked, "As in the Blaise Zabini? I have to say, well done! On your first day here too! He's certainly one to impress and believe me - I've tried! I used to have a crush on him, all they way through 3rd and 4th years." Seeing the concerned look in her friend's eyes she quickly continued, "But don't worry. I'm over it now." She beamed at her friend and wished her luck.
"I'll see you for Astronomy then."
"Yeah, bye!"
And so she left.
Blaise Zabini had been stood by the Great Hall waiting for Crystal to arrive for over twenty minutes now. He had got the five minutes early, which mean that she was fifteen minutes late. He sighed to himself, women!
As the clock's hand began to move to the half past mark Blaise began to worry.
What if she'd heard the rumours about him? He knew he didn't have the squeakiest reputation. 'The Slytherin Slut' was a name he had earned himself over the past few years. Out fucked only by Seamus Finnigan, he was not known for his long-term relationships.
Another minute ticked by and he was about to give up hope when he saw someone walking up the corridor towards him.
Warning: This will contain slash in later chapters, here's a hint, if you don't like it . . . don't read it!
Rating: PG-13
Title: The Set
A/N: A set is a run of tunnels that form a badger's home.
Summary: Hufflepuff common rooms. Lol - can you guess I don't like writing summaries? After this I'm giving up. . . No more summaries!
Author: Dodo
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Chapter 8
The tall oak she stood before started to shimmer, ever so slightly. That, Crystal guessed, meant that she had remembered the right password. Breathing a sigh of relief she took a hesitant step forward. All her senses were telling her she was about to walk into a tree, but she had been assured that that would not prove to be a problem. So swallowing her fears, she walked headlong into the tree, only, it seemed rather more literally than one might have expected. She looked around to see that she was inside a large room filled with cushions and comfy chairs.
She was amazed by what she saw. If she had thought the great hall was impressive then this was just, whoa! She couldn't think of any words to describe it. She made her way over to a three-person sofa and sat down next to a girl she didn't know.
"Hello, my name's Emma." The girl was younger than she was and had beautiful angelic curls of pure blonde hair falling loosely over her face. She smiled at the younger girl who seemed to be slightly wary of the stranger sitting next to her.
"Hi, I'm Crystal." Noting the wariness of the small girl she realised it was because she didn't know who she was. "I just moved here. I was the one sorted at breakfast."
Emma nodded in understanding and recognition.
"Sorry, I wasn't there at breakfast today. I guess I missed it."
Ah, that explained why she wasn't one of the many strangers that kept approaching her and calling her by her name when she had no idea who they were.
She suddenly realised she had no idea where her room was. "Do you know where my room is likely to be?" she hoped that the girl may have been able to point her in the right direction but instead she just shook her head.
"Hey, Meg!" She called to another girl across the room. "Where'd you think the new girl's dorm would be?"
"Oh, Crystal, hi! I'm so sorry, I didn't see you there. You'll be sharing a dorm room with the other 6th year girls and their room is just through here." Meg walked over to a small door in the wall adjacent to the one the sofa was against and opened it. Crystal quickly got up to follow the girl leading her. Saying a rushed thank you to Emma she almost had to brake into a run not to loose the girl in front. The door lead to a corridor that had more doors either side of it.
The layout was very simple. The first pair of doors were girls and boys 1st year dorm rooms, the next were 2nd year, then 3rd, then 4th and so on. Girl's dorms always on the right and boy's on the left. At the end of the corridor were the prefect rooms. Meg showed Crystal to her dorm room door and then left.
Upon entering the room, Crystal noticed that her belongings were already laid out on what she could only assume to be her bed.
She picked out a dress to wear under her robes. She was still unused to wearing school uniform all the time and felt rather uncomfortable so she decided to wear her robe as a coat more than anything else, with her normal clothes underneath.
The dress she picked out was mostly black with purple trimmings. It was just above knee length and went up to a one-sleeved top. The sleeve it's self was made of a thin fabric that flowed beautifully down her arm and ended in slightly flared cuff.
She spent an hour and a half doing her hair and make-up and was just about ready to go when Nicola came in.
"Wow!" Her friend stuttered, "You look. . . just wow! Where are you going? Is there some party I should know about?"
Laughing, Crystal retold the story about how she got her date, her friend hanging on every word. After she had finished, Nicola was even more shocked than before she'd started.
"Blaise Zabini?" She asked, "As in the Blaise Zabini? I have to say, well done! On your first day here too! He's certainly one to impress and believe me - I've tried! I used to have a crush on him, all they way through 3rd and 4th years." Seeing the concerned look in her friend's eyes she quickly continued, "But don't worry. I'm over it now." She beamed at her friend and wished her luck.
"I'll see you for Astronomy then."
"Yeah, bye!"
And so she left.
Blaise Zabini had been stood by the Great Hall waiting for Crystal to arrive for over twenty minutes now. He had got the five minutes early, which mean that she was fifteen minutes late. He sighed to himself, women!
As the clock's hand began to move to the half past mark Blaise began to worry.
What if she'd heard the rumours about him? He knew he didn't have the squeakiest reputation. 'The Slytherin Slut' was a name he had earned himself over the past few years. Out fucked only by Seamus Finnigan, he was not known for his long-term relationships.
Another minute ticked by and he was about to give up hope when he saw someone walking up the corridor towards him.
