Chapter 6: Arguments, new Teachers, Two Sets of Musical Twins, and What,
I'm not cast Free?
Harry made his way to the back room and sat on the chair as he waited for his doctor to arrive.
Doctor Burge arrived a few minutes later with a sad look on his face. "I'm sorry Harry, but you will have to wait another week before you get your cast off. The damage from the break hasn't completely healed yet."
Harry was stunned. "Wh.what? Why? How?
"I'm so sorry. We will schedule another appointment with hope that you can get it off next week"
Harry muttered a dejected "Thanks." Before hurrying back to Dumbledore, in the waiting room.
Harry was scowling as he fell into a restless sleep. Why did this have to happen to him?
When Harry awoke the next day he glanced irritably at his watch and sighed. The Train was leaving the station now, but it would still be six hours until his friends arrived.
He got up and redid the waterproofing spell on his cast so he could take his shower.
When he got out, he went to see the Elves.
He watched Brook and Matt fight for a while before Brook decked Matt and sent him flying. Then she looked up and saw Harry standing there. She waved at him and he waved back, as she made her way over to him.
"So, ready for your rudimentary training session Harry."
"Yeah."
"Good. Krystal," she bellowed across the field to her sister, "Quit making out with Garion and get your short butt over here."
Krystal disengaged from her boyfriend and made her way over to them.
Out of the corner of his eye Harry saw Garion and Matt talking together and he also saw Joey and Bel. And let's just say. Joey and Bel looked like they were having fun.
When Krystal got to the pair of them she said, "Whatever gave you the right to order me around, child?"
"Who're you calling a child?"
"I'm older than you. I can call you child if I want to."
"Yeah, only by 20 minutes."
"So, that's still older."
Harry sighed. At the rate they were going they wouldn't be starting for a very long time.
* Hours Later*
"Yeah well you're a dumb Blonde." Brook spluttered.
"Dumb Blonde? Hah! I'm smarter than you are."
"Oh yeah, well you're shorter."
"So, that means I'm more useful in tight situations."
"Well, I can kick your ass in HTHC."
"So, I can kick your ass in fencing."
"Well, I seem to remember a certain blonde elf who shot herself through the hand the first time she picked up a bow."
"So I can remember a certain Brunette elf, who shall remain nameless, BROOK, who stabbed herself through the leg the first time she tried to sheath a sword."
Harry had had enough, "ALRIGHT!!!! Will the both of you just please SHUT- UP!!!"
They both stared at him in awe. Then Bel walked up and said, "Harry, just leave them to it. That's how they show affection. See, they don't want anyone to know that they truly love each other so, they fight."
"Shut-up Bel!" Krystal screeched.
"I don't love her," Brook said primly, "I only put up with her because I have too."
"Whatever," Bel; muttered, "See ya later Harry."
"Guys," Harry told the twins, "We need to go get ready. It's five fifteen, the train'll be arriving any minute now."
"Sure" Krystal growled as she stomped off.
"Whatever," Brook said as she watched her sister stomp away.
The new school year was starting and Harry was a bit nervous. He had changed a lot over the summer and he was worried what his friends would think. His hair was no longer black, but was dark brown with golden sun kissed streaks. What little training he did with the group was really paying off. He was no longer that skinny little boy; he was now a very well built young man. He now had a perfect tan from his one-on-one training with Brook and Krystal. It was no longer a mystery how they kept a tan like this. They were in the sun for most of every day. Harry had also developed an air about him that said that he wasn't one to be trifled with. He had even taken to wearing a uniform like the others. He wore loose fitting black pants, and a tight fitting tank top with a metallic blue over shirt. To say he was nervous would be an understatement. And he wondered how his friends would deal with his training with the new teachers. And what would they say about his cast?
"Harry do you know what time it is?" Dumbledore's voice came floating down to him from the head Table.
Harry looked at his watch; it read 5:56, "Oh my, the student should be arriving in a few min."
Harry was interrupted when he heard the sounds of carriage doors opening, and the sound of children laughing. The doors opened and Harry watched as his friends came through the open door. Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger were the first to come through the doors. Ron had had a good summer it seemed. He had grown to a giant 6'2". He had also acquired a swimmers build over the summer. His hair had also changed quite a bit. It was now a bright coppery red with blonde streaks at the ends giving him the illusion that his hair was on fire. Hermione on the other hand looked like she had had the worst summer imaginable. Her Robes were a muddy mess and she was as short as ever. The two didn't seem to recognize Harry because they were looking frantically around the room for him, with odd expressions on their faces.
"Ron, Hermione, over here." He yelled waving his arms to get their attention.
Their faces broke into identical grins as they made their way towards him.
"Harry, is that you?" Ron asked dubiously.
"Of course it's me."
"Wow Harry. It looks like you had a very good summer. If I wasn't dating Ron right now I'd ask you out." Hermione said awed.
"Aw, stop it Hermione. You're making me blush." Harry made a show of hiding is face with his hands to cover a blush.
The room was getting very loud now. Then the doors burst open and in came the first years. But Harry was getting slightly worried again. Where were the Elves?
When the last student was sorted and Brandy Zaire became a Slytherin, Dumbledore raised his hands to indicate he needed silence.
"Ah, another year begins. But this year we have more that quite a few surprises for you. First off we will be having 7 new teachers to teach DADA, this year, and we will also have four new teachers teaching the new Music Class. You can sign up for it on the bulletin board in each of your common rooms. But only if you have room on your schedule, or if you are willing to drop something else to take it, will you be able to take this class. We also have 10 new students who will join us at Hogwarts this year. 8 of who are in fifth year and 2 of which are in sixth year. Well shall we proceed with the sorting? Minerva?"
The doors to the Great Hall slowly opened and in walked 10 robed and hooded figures. Four of these stood separate from the main group.
"Beethoven, Riff."
When the next person put their hood down it was the girls that went totally wild. This boy had short spiky Black hair, which jutted out in all directions. His face was baby smooth and had no visible blemishes. His eyes were also jet-black. And he moved with grace that rivaled even Brook's. He flashed a smile around the Hall and Harry noticed that his teeth were perfect and pearly white. He sauntered up to the stool and put the sorting hat on. A look of panic crossed his face as the hat yelled, "Huff. Sorry, Gryffindor."
He gave a grin at the table and looked straight at Harry's section of the table and winked, as he made his way up to the Head Table.
There were mutters throughout the room but Harry was sure he knew what was going on.
"Beethoven, Rhythm"
The Next Figure lowered his hood and Harry was astonished by what he saw. This guy had shoulder length hair, black eyes like his brother, but as he moved his cape billowed behind him in a good imitation, Harry suddenly realized, of Professor Snape. Harry could tell that underneath his robes he was actually quite skinny and his skin was so pale.
All around the room Harry could see others making the connection he had. There were whispers flying around the room and everyone was sure this boy was going to be made a Slytherin.
The boy grabbed the hat and without even touching his head the hat screamed. "GRYFFINDOR!"
The boy made his way up to the high table and skipped a seat between him and his brother, as everyone in the whole Great Hall muttered amongst himself or herself in shock.
"Gershwin, Harmony"
One of the last separate four lowered her hood. Gasps could be heard throughout the Great Hall. And no wonder, she was beautiful, with Reddish Golden hair done up in little braids that reached down to her ankles, giving her an exotic island look. She was about 5'5" Harry reasoned. She moved quickly up to the stool and sat down. She had barely had the hat on her head for a minute when the hat screamed, "Gryffindor!"
The girl made her way over to the Head Table and sat down between the two boys already there.
"Gershwin, Melody."
The last girl put her hood down and once again a beautiful head of strawberry Blonde hair emerged. Only this time she had short hair. But she looked exactly the same as her sister.
She went up to the stool and sat down. When she put the hat on her head she jumped about a foot into the air. But a few minutes later the Hat screamed, "Gryffindor!"
The Gryffindor table exploded into whistles and claps. But this girl also made her way up to the High table to sit next to Rhythm, or whatever his name was.
Harry was starting to get excited, his heart fluttered rapidly. The elves were up next.
"Kerks, Joseph."
Joey lowered his hood and once again the girls all around the Great Hall went wild. Joey sauntered up to the stool and sat down, as he flashed a smile around the room. As he did so, half of the girls fainted, and so did 5 or 6 guys.
As he put the hat on his head the Great hall went silent. He sat there for two minutes until the Hat yelled, "Gryffindor!"
The female portion of the Gryffindor table went wild.
Joey looked at the girls, at McGonagall, at the girls again, and then leaned over to whisper in McGonagall's ear. She nodded and conjured up 7 more chairs. Joey flashed another smile and made his way to his seat.
Harry looked at the remaining figures and he saw that the shortest and the leftover tallest were doubled over in silent laughter, while the one closest to them was shaking with rage.
"Mathis, Garion."
Harry watched as Garion put his hood down, and the girls went wild again. This time he could see the shortest person there shaking with Rage.
"GRYFFINDOR!" The hat screamed and Garion went to take his place up at the Head Table, skipping a seat between him and Joey.
"Mathis, Madison."
He watched Matt put his hood down and walk up to the stool listening to the screams. He winked at the Gryffindor table and a few more girls fainted.
He sat down, put the hat on and a moment later, "SLYTHERIN!"
"Starling, Belgarath."
When Bel put his hood down it all got quiet. Then gradually the silence progressed into shrieks of joy, as he became a new Ravenclaw.
Harry smiled, his heart fluttering excitedly. He knew the twins were next.
"Starling, Brook."
The tallest of the remaining figures lowered its hood, and the guys went totally NUTS!!! They were on their feet screaming and stomping.
She smiled, winked at Harry, and walked up to the stool, slipped on the hat, and without a second passing, the hat screamed, "SLYTHERIN!"
Brook jumped up, threw off the hat and said, "You owe me ten Galleons shortie."
"Yeah, yeah I know." The last figure replied.
Brook ran up to the Head table without a second glace and McGonagall went on.
"Starling, Krystal."
The last figure lowered her hood and Krystal face peered around her at the Slytherin Table. She saw Draco staring at her so she winked at him as she hurried to the stool to sit down. She sat there and waited. and waited.
"Harry, she really hot isn't she?" Ron said breathlessly.
"Shhh." Harry replied at the exact same time Hermione decked him one.
Ron slid halfway under the table, unconscious.
The hat looked confused. "Huff.no. Rave.no. Gryffin. nooooo. Um.aha! SLYTHERIN!"
The Slytherins, screamed as loud as they could, especially Draco.
Krystal smiled, blew a kiss to Harry as she went and sat down Next to her sister.
Harry was noticing Brook motioning for Harry to come up to the table to sit next to her and Krystal.
Harry muttered, "I'll explain later," to Hermione as he made his way up to the Head Table.
"So," he said as he sat down, "you're a Slytherin huh?"
"Yep." Brook and Krystal answered at once.
"Who asked you Blondie?"
"He was talking to the both of us you tall freak."
"Just shut up," Harry said, "Dumbledore's talking."
"I light of the recent events the Reason I had school postponed, is
painfully obvious. Now as to our new DADA teachers, Mrs. Sarah will
be teaching 7th years. Mr. Madison will be teaching the 6th years.
Ms. Brook will be teaching the 5th years. Ms. Starling will be
teaching the 4th years. Mr. Mathis will be teaching the 3rd years.
Mr. Starling will be teaching the 2nd years, and Mr. Kerks will be
teaching the 1st years. Now for the music, the classes are only
available for 4th years and above. Mr. Beethoven will teach the 7th
years, Mr. Rhythm will teach the 6th years, Ms. Gershwin will teach
the 5th years, and Ms. Melody will teach the 4th years. Does ant of
you have anything to say?"
They all shook their heads, except for the guys.
Joey stood up and with a fake Cockney accent said, "It takes a real
man to wear tights."
There you go, your next Chapter. Now goodbye from me, because I'm
onto the next chapter, where we find out more about the music teachers
and more about the mischief that Joey and the other Elves will cause.
I'm not cast Free?
Harry made his way to the back room and sat on the chair as he waited for his doctor to arrive.
Doctor Burge arrived a few minutes later with a sad look on his face. "I'm sorry Harry, but you will have to wait another week before you get your cast off. The damage from the break hasn't completely healed yet."
Harry was stunned. "Wh.what? Why? How?
"I'm so sorry. We will schedule another appointment with hope that you can get it off next week"
Harry muttered a dejected "Thanks." Before hurrying back to Dumbledore, in the waiting room.
Harry was scowling as he fell into a restless sleep. Why did this have to happen to him?
When Harry awoke the next day he glanced irritably at his watch and sighed. The Train was leaving the station now, but it would still be six hours until his friends arrived.
He got up and redid the waterproofing spell on his cast so he could take his shower.
When he got out, he went to see the Elves.
He watched Brook and Matt fight for a while before Brook decked Matt and sent him flying. Then she looked up and saw Harry standing there. She waved at him and he waved back, as she made her way over to him.
"So, ready for your rudimentary training session Harry."
"Yeah."
"Good. Krystal," she bellowed across the field to her sister, "Quit making out with Garion and get your short butt over here."
Krystal disengaged from her boyfriend and made her way over to them.
Out of the corner of his eye Harry saw Garion and Matt talking together and he also saw Joey and Bel. And let's just say. Joey and Bel looked like they were having fun.
When Krystal got to the pair of them she said, "Whatever gave you the right to order me around, child?"
"Who're you calling a child?"
"I'm older than you. I can call you child if I want to."
"Yeah, only by 20 minutes."
"So, that's still older."
Harry sighed. At the rate they were going they wouldn't be starting for a very long time.
* Hours Later*
"Yeah well you're a dumb Blonde." Brook spluttered.
"Dumb Blonde? Hah! I'm smarter than you are."
"Oh yeah, well you're shorter."
"So, that means I'm more useful in tight situations."
"Well, I can kick your ass in HTHC."
"So, I can kick your ass in fencing."
"Well, I seem to remember a certain blonde elf who shot herself through the hand the first time she picked up a bow."
"So I can remember a certain Brunette elf, who shall remain nameless, BROOK, who stabbed herself through the leg the first time she tried to sheath a sword."
Harry had had enough, "ALRIGHT!!!! Will the both of you just please SHUT- UP!!!"
They both stared at him in awe. Then Bel walked up and said, "Harry, just leave them to it. That's how they show affection. See, they don't want anyone to know that they truly love each other so, they fight."
"Shut-up Bel!" Krystal screeched.
"I don't love her," Brook said primly, "I only put up with her because I have too."
"Whatever," Bel; muttered, "See ya later Harry."
"Guys," Harry told the twins, "We need to go get ready. It's five fifteen, the train'll be arriving any minute now."
"Sure" Krystal growled as she stomped off.
"Whatever," Brook said as she watched her sister stomp away.
The new school year was starting and Harry was a bit nervous. He had changed a lot over the summer and he was worried what his friends would think. His hair was no longer black, but was dark brown with golden sun kissed streaks. What little training he did with the group was really paying off. He was no longer that skinny little boy; he was now a very well built young man. He now had a perfect tan from his one-on-one training with Brook and Krystal. It was no longer a mystery how they kept a tan like this. They were in the sun for most of every day. Harry had also developed an air about him that said that he wasn't one to be trifled with. He had even taken to wearing a uniform like the others. He wore loose fitting black pants, and a tight fitting tank top with a metallic blue over shirt. To say he was nervous would be an understatement. And he wondered how his friends would deal with his training with the new teachers. And what would they say about his cast?
"Harry do you know what time it is?" Dumbledore's voice came floating down to him from the head Table.
Harry looked at his watch; it read 5:56, "Oh my, the student should be arriving in a few min."
Harry was interrupted when he heard the sounds of carriage doors opening, and the sound of children laughing. The doors opened and Harry watched as his friends came through the open door. Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger were the first to come through the doors. Ron had had a good summer it seemed. He had grown to a giant 6'2". He had also acquired a swimmers build over the summer. His hair had also changed quite a bit. It was now a bright coppery red with blonde streaks at the ends giving him the illusion that his hair was on fire. Hermione on the other hand looked like she had had the worst summer imaginable. Her Robes were a muddy mess and she was as short as ever. The two didn't seem to recognize Harry because they were looking frantically around the room for him, with odd expressions on their faces.
"Ron, Hermione, over here." He yelled waving his arms to get their attention.
Their faces broke into identical grins as they made their way towards him.
"Harry, is that you?" Ron asked dubiously.
"Of course it's me."
"Wow Harry. It looks like you had a very good summer. If I wasn't dating Ron right now I'd ask you out." Hermione said awed.
"Aw, stop it Hermione. You're making me blush." Harry made a show of hiding is face with his hands to cover a blush.
The room was getting very loud now. Then the doors burst open and in came the first years. But Harry was getting slightly worried again. Where were the Elves?
When the last student was sorted and Brandy Zaire became a Slytherin, Dumbledore raised his hands to indicate he needed silence.
"Ah, another year begins. But this year we have more that quite a few surprises for you. First off we will be having 7 new teachers to teach DADA, this year, and we will also have four new teachers teaching the new Music Class. You can sign up for it on the bulletin board in each of your common rooms. But only if you have room on your schedule, or if you are willing to drop something else to take it, will you be able to take this class. We also have 10 new students who will join us at Hogwarts this year. 8 of who are in fifth year and 2 of which are in sixth year. Well shall we proceed with the sorting? Minerva?"
The doors to the Great Hall slowly opened and in walked 10 robed and hooded figures. Four of these stood separate from the main group.
"Beethoven, Riff."
When the next person put their hood down it was the girls that went totally wild. This boy had short spiky Black hair, which jutted out in all directions. His face was baby smooth and had no visible blemishes. His eyes were also jet-black. And he moved with grace that rivaled even Brook's. He flashed a smile around the Hall and Harry noticed that his teeth were perfect and pearly white. He sauntered up to the stool and put the sorting hat on. A look of panic crossed his face as the hat yelled, "Huff. Sorry, Gryffindor."
He gave a grin at the table and looked straight at Harry's section of the table and winked, as he made his way up to the Head Table.
There were mutters throughout the room but Harry was sure he knew what was going on.
"Beethoven, Rhythm"
The Next Figure lowered his hood and Harry was astonished by what he saw. This guy had shoulder length hair, black eyes like his brother, but as he moved his cape billowed behind him in a good imitation, Harry suddenly realized, of Professor Snape. Harry could tell that underneath his robes he was actually quite skinny and his skin was so pale.
All around the room Harry could see others making the connection he had. There were whispers flying around the room and everyone was sure this boy was going to be made a Slytherin.
The boy grabbed the hat and without even touching his head the hat screamed. "GRYFFINDOR!"
The boy made his way up to the high table and skipped a seat between him and his brother, as everyone in the whole Great Hall muttered amongst himself or herself in shock.
"Gershwin, Harmony"
One of the last separate four lowered her hood. Gasps could be heard throughout the Great Hall. And no wonder, she was beautiful, with Reddish Golden hair done up in little braids that reached down to her ankles, giving her an exotic island look. She was about 5'5" Harry reasoned. She moved quickly up to the stool and sat down. She had barely had the hat on her head for a minute when the hat screamed, "Gryffindor!"
The girl made her way over to the Head Table and sat down between the two boys already there.
"Gershwin, Melody."
The last girl put her hood down and once again a beautiful head of strawberry Blonde hair emerged. Only this time she had short hair. But she looked exactly the same as her sister.
She went up to the stool and sat down. When she put the hat on her head she jumped about a foot into the air. But a few minutes later the Hat screamed, "Gryffindor!"
The Gryffindor table exploded into whistles and claps. But this girl also made her way up to the High table to sit next to Rhythm, or whatever his name was.
Harry was starting to get excited, his heart fluttered rapidly. The elves were up next.
"Kerks, Joseph."
Joey lowered his hood and once again the girls all around the Great Hall went wild. Joey sauntered up to the stool and sat down, as he flashed a smile around the room. As he did so, half of the girls fainted, and so did 5 or 6 guys.
As he put the hat on his head the Great hall went silent. He sat there for two minutes until the Hat yelled, "Gryffindor!"
The female portion of the Gryffindor table went wild.
Joey looked at the girls, at McGonagall, at the girls again, and then leaned over to whisper in McGonagall's ear. She nodded and conjured up 7 more chairs. Joey flashed another smile and made his way to his seat.
Harry looked at the remaining figures and he saw that the shortest and the leftover tallest were doubled over in silent laughter, while the one closest to them was shaking with rage.
"Mathis, Garion."
Harry watched as Garion put his hood down, and the girls went wild again. This time he could see the shortest person there shaking with Rage.
"GRYFFINDOR!" The hat screamed and Garion went to take his place up at the Head Table, skipping a seat between him and Joey.
"Mathis, Madison."
He watched Matt put his hood down and walk up to the stool listening to the screams. He winked at the Gryffindor table and a few more girls fainted.
He sat down, put the hat on and a moment later, "SLYTHERIN!"
"Starling, Belgarath."
When Bel put his hood down it all got quiet. Then gradually the silence progressed into shrieks of joy, as he became a new Ravenclaw.
Harry smiled, his heart fluttering excitedly. He knew the twins were next.
"Starling, Brook."
The tallest of the remaining figures lowered its hood, and the guys went totally NUTS!!! They were on their feet screaming and stomping.
She smiled, winked at Harry, and walked up to the stool, slipped on the hat, and without a second passing, the hat screamed, "SLYTHERIN!"
Brook jumped up, threw off the hat and said, "You owe me ten Galleons shortie."
"Yeah, yeah I know." The last figure replied.
Brook ran up to the Head table without a second glace and McGonagall went on.
"Starling, Krystal."
The last figure lowered her hood and Krystal face peered around her at the Slytherin Table. She saw Draco staring at her so she winked at him as she hurried to the stool to sit down. She sat there and waited. and waited.
"Harry, she really hot isn't she?" Ron said breathlessly.
"Shhh." Harry replied at the exact same time Hermione decked him one.
Ron slid halfway under the table, unconscious.
The hat looked confused. "Huff.no. Rave.no. Gryffin. nooooo. Um.aha! SLYTHERIN!"
The Slytherins, screamed as loud as they could, especially Draco.
Krystal smiled, blew a kiss to Harry as she went and sat down Next to her sister.
Harry was noticing Brook motioning for Harry to come up to the table to sit next to her and Krystal.
Harry muttered, "I'll explain later," to Hermione as he made his way up to the Head Table.
"So," he said as he sat down, "you're a Slytherin huh?"
"Yep." Brook and Krystal answered at once.
"Who asked you Blondie?"
"He was talking to the both of us you tall freak."
"Just shut up," Harry said, "Dumbledore's talking."
"I light of the recent events the Reason I had school postponed, is
painfully obvious. Now as to our new DADA teachers, Mrs. Sarah will
be teaching 7th years. Mr. Madison will be teaching the 6th years.
Ms. Brook will be teaching the 5th years. Ms. Starling will be
teaching the 4th years. Mr. Mathis will be teaching the 3rd years.
Mr. Starling will be teaching the 2nd years, and Mr. Kerks will be
teaching the 1st years. Now for the music, the classes are only
available for 4th years and above. Mr. Beethoven will teach the 7th
years, Mr. Rhythm will teach the 6th years, Ms. Gershwin will teach
the 5th years, and Ms. Melody will teach the 4th years. Does ant of
you have anything to say?"
They all shook their heads, except for the guys.
Joey stood up and with a fake Cockney accent said, "It takes a real
man to wear tights."
There you go, your next Chapter. Now goodbye from me, because I'm
onto the next chapter, where we find out more about the music teachers
and more about the mischief that Joey and the other Elves will cause.