(A.N. Curse homework *turns and gives a stack of homework the finger* yes
well stupid teachers have been making me work extra hard and hand in
assignments because it's last week but in one day I'm FREEEEEEEE!!!! So I'm
here to say sorry for being so long in updating chapters but you'll be
pleased to know my chapters are getting longer.I think.
Oh yeah thanks to all the people who reviewed!! *huggles*)
Sarah arrived at Hogwarts castle somewhat later than she had planned, the walk taking longer than she had hoped, her feet throbbing in pain and to top things off it decided to rain on her half way into the walk her leaving her how she was now shivering violently and frozen to the bone. Teeth chattering loudly she performed a small drying charm that at least semi dried her clothes, she didn't exactly want to perform a more powerful charm due to the fact her jaw was chattering too much to pronounce the spell correctly and end up setting herself on fire. Not exactly the smartest thing to do even though it would warm her up.before she would reconsider that spell she pulled open her floating trunk rummaging around for her thick, warm, soft cloak once finding it she pulled it out a brought it around her shoulders clasping it into place. Re-closing her trunk she made her way into the castle her trunk floating behind her.
A delicious aroma flooded her senses as she walked further into the castle. Through a gap in a door to a brightly lit room, correction Hall. Sarah could see the entire school seated for dinner, which indeed did looked like a wonderful feast. Ignoring her stomachs complaints to join in on the food she thought over what exactly to do. ^ Well I can't just go in there, it would be very disruptive.the headmasters office? Yes that would e the wisest choice but where is it? ^. Just as Sarah turned to find the headmasters office she slammed into something flat and somewhat soft and fell back onto the ground with a rather painful thud.
"Oww.." she mumbled while she rubbed her head " Geez..I'm Really sorry, are you alright? Not hurt too badly?" a Scottish accent asked her, Sarah looked up into a pair of grey-blue eyes filled with concern. "Yeah, I'm Ok. Thanks" She whispered quietly. The boy reached out his hand, which Sarah took and he helped her to her feet. Their gaze locked with each other's for quite a while it would seem as the hall started to empty with a loud buzz. They dropped their hand from the other like a bolt of lightning went through them. The crowd of students went past them without much notice to the two motionless figures. The boy scratched the back of his head "Uh.sorry..." Sarah let her gaze drop from his eyes and too the floor and murmured a Quick " Its alright" and excused herself only pausing to preform the levitation charm once again on her trunk and made her way into the great hall. She moved towards the teacher's high table where Dumbledore still sat talking animatedly to Professor McGonagall about how wonderful muggle sweets were, the variety, different flavours and kept repeating how fond of sherbet lemons he was. By the look on Mcgonagall's face the smile was definitely strained.
Sarah walked quietly up to the space in front of Dumbledore to politely interrupt his conversation that had now moved onto skittles "-And here I thought skittles was a game! They are quite a delicious little candy! You would swear they were actually the real deal. The purple ones are my favourite, do try one Merv- oh hello there" Dumbledore's attention turned to the girl in front of him. " What seems to be the problem?" he asked with a twinkle in his eye. " I'm the new transfer student, from Gripshuots, Professor Dumbledore" Dumbledore smiled through his long silvery beard " Ah! You must be Miss Mahannen. Yes, yes I was expecting you. I though you were going to be here earlier actually. Please do sit down you must be starved!" and with a swish of his wand Sarah was seated and had a steaming plate of steak pie, mashed potato, peas and gravy and a goblet of Pumpkin juice in front of her. Dumbledore's eyes gleamed mysteriously and smiled broader" Go on, tuck in! After your done well have you sorted! Got to have some where to sleep!" She smiled gratefully and started to eat. Sarah looked around the hall in awe. The ceiling was amazing it really looked like the night sky quite an impressive charm that one. As she continued to gaze she felt a fast sharp jab in her arm, and frowned had she imagined it? There it was again but the pain was intensified. Dropping her fork quickly she clutched her arm in pain and started to mutter under her breath a series of unidentifiable words as the pain burned and stabbed through her body, as her sight began to cloud over she slid off her chair still muttering her spell. Hitting the floor Sarah started to see black and felt blood trickle down her cheek and three identifiable stings of her flesh being cut, two on her arm and one on her back. Finally the pain subsided and the last thing she heard before drifting off in to unconsciousness was a Scottish voice asking, "What happened to her?!"
(A.N. so here we are end of chapter three YEAH!! R&R!!!)
Sarah arrived at Hogwarts castle somewhat later than she had planned, the walk taking longer than she had hoped, her feet throbbing in pain and to top things off it decided to rain on her half way into the walk her leaving her how she was now shivering violently and frozen to the bone. Teeth chattering loudly she performed a small drying charm that at least semi dried her clothes, she didn't exactly want to perform a more powerful charm due to the fact her jaw was chattering too much to pronounce the spell correctly and end up setting herself on fire. Not exactly the smartest thing to do even though it would warm her up.before she would reconsider that spell she pulled open her floating trunk rummaging around for her thick, warm, soft cloak once finding it she pulled it out a brought it around her shoulders clasping it into place. Re-closing her trunk she made her way into the castle her trunk floating behind her.
A delicious aroma flooded her senses as she walked further into the castle. Through a gap in a door to a brightly lit room, correction Hall. Sarah could see the entire school seated for dinner, which indeed did looked like a wonderful feast. Ignoring her stomachs complaints to join in on the food she thought over what exactly to do. ^ Well I can't just go in there, it would be very disruptive.the headmasters office? Yes that would e the wisest choice but where is it? ^. Just as Sarah turned to find the headmasters office she slammed into something flat and somewhat soft and fell back onto the ground with a rather painful thud.
"Oww.." she mumbled while she rubbed her head " Geez..I'm Really sorry, are you alright? Not hurt too badly?" a Scottish accent asked her, Sarah looked up into a pair of grey-blue eyes filled with concern. "Yeah, I'm Ok. Thanks" She whispered quietly. The boy reached out his hand, which Sarah took and he helped her to her feet. Their gaze locked with each other's for quite a while it would seem as the hall started to empty with a loud buzz. They dropped their hand from the other like a bolt of lightning went through them. The crowd of students went past them without much notice to the two motionless figures. The boy scratched the back of his head "Uh.sorry..." Sarah let her gaze drop from his eyes and too the floor and murmured a Quick " Its alright" and excused herself only pausing to preform the levitation charm once again on her trunk and made her way into the great hall. She moved towards the teacher's high table where Dumbledore still sat talking animatedly to Professor McGonagall about how wonderful muggle sweets were, the variety, different flavours and kept repeating how fond of sherbet lemons he was. By the look on Mcgonagall's face the smile was definitely strained.
Sarah walked quietly up to the space in front of Dumbledore to politely interrupt his conversation that had now moved onto skittles "-And here I thought skittles was a game! They are quite a delicious little candy! You would swear they were actually the real deal. The purple ones are my favourite, do try one Merv- oh hello there" Dumbledore's attention turned to the girl in front of him. " What seems to be the problem?" he asked with a twinkle in his eye. " I'm the new transfer student, from Gripshuots, Professor Dumbledore" Dumbledore smiled through his long silvery beard " Ah! You must be Miss Mahannen. Yes, yes I was expecting you. I though you were going to be here earlier actually. Please do sit down you must be starved!" and with a swish of his wand Sarah was seated and had a steaming plate of steak pie, mashed potato, peas and gravy and a goblet of Pumpkin juice in front of her. Dumbledore's eyes gleamed mysteriously and smiled broader" Go on, tuck in! After your done well have you sorted! Got to have some where to sleep!" She smiled gratefully and started to eat. Sarah looked around the hall in awe. The ceiling was amazing it really looked like the night sky quite an impressive charm that one. As she continued to gaze she felt a fast sharp jab in her arm, and frowned had she imagined it? There it was again but the pain was intensified. Dropping her fork quickly she clutched her arm in pain and started to mutter under her breath a series of unidentifiable words as the pain burned and stabbed through her body, as her sight began to cloud over she slid off her chair still muttering her spell. Hitting the floor Sarah started to see black and felt blood trickle down her cheek and three identifiable stings of her flesh being cut, two on her arm and one on her back. Finally the pain subsided and the last thing she heard before drifting off in to unconsciousness was a Scottish voice asking, "What happened to her?!"
(A.N. so here we are end of chapter three YEAH!! R&R!!!)