The Christian that Went to Hogwarts:
Disclaimer. you know the drill. blarg.
(STUPID/FLUFFY Pagan Girl: and what if they dont know the drill?)
Tough wooley boogers. whats the point of being in chapter, seven are we? if they haven't read my disclaimer yet?
~Cait: maybe they like to shkip around?~
CAIT! WHAT'RE YOU DOING HERE?
~i needed something to occupy my time...after...you know....~
I sorry Cait. _cait and her dood just...well...broke up._
~*sniffs* hey! to all you neo-gothic hippies! :3 )~ meet Ralph!~
feeling alright cait?
~cait: ralph lives in a bottle of white out...he says high.~
(S/FPG: Serena, you call me a freak, after knowing HER?)
~cait: and what exactly is wrong with me?~
girls, enough. ANYWAY: To the cool reviewer who suggested i have ariana accept her powers, well...lets just say i already had that planned..only....her parents are going to find that out in a very unique way...but you'll have to read the chapter to find out
~cait: yesch~
(S/FPG: oh goddess...not another one.)
{NJG: who's the new girl?}
(S/FPG: another Serena)
{NJG: that can't...no. thats just evil. it's sick, wrong, and oh....hi Serena.)
IM NOT CAIT! cait is her own furball of insanity
~cait: thats the first time i've ever been called that...~
ONWARDS!!
~cait: to what?~
(SPG: that means all conversation ends, she's going into the story)
~cait: about time....oh..wait. STORYTIME!!!!~
Ariana sat silently her charms class, calmly poking her fluffy white feather with her wand.
her large soft eyes were half closed, red outlining them. her long brown hair fell messily down on her shoulders.
"You look like Hell." Michelle commented, sitting down next to her friend.
"I feel like Hell." She returned.
"you cuss?" Michelles eyes grew wide with surprise.
"no. of course not." Ariana whispered.
Professor Flitwick was currently lecturing happily on the convience of levitation, seemingly oblivious to the talking of the students.
suddenly, purple sparks exploded from Ariana's Wand, sending her feather shooting across the room, showering everyone with strange, baseball sized irridessent bubbles, that hummed the theme to james bond. instead of popping, however, they bounced off of anything they touched, and made slight giggling sounds as they did so.
Flitwick went mad.
but in a good way.
"perhaps its the way your holly wand, with an oak handle, matches with the feather, or maybe it's the way you have a goose feather within your wand...." he rambled joyfully.
"a goose feather?" a black haired boy from infront of Ariana blanched. "theres nothing magical about a goose feather!"
"you're mistaken, my boy." Flitwick was still beyond estatic. "in the hands of a skilled witch or wizard, anything can be considered magical."
"But she's not a skilled witch, she's only been here a week like the rest of us." the boy returned.
flitwick ignored him, continuing on about sending this to the department of experimental charms.
all but one of the bubbles were collected at the end of class, as they still hadn't popped. ariana requested to keep one. it cheered her up signifigantly to carry the small humming bubble around, bouncing it from hand to hand. it was now turning bluish silver, and humming "Somewhere over the rainbow"
"so, what is it?" Michelle asked. "i mean, have they ever been seen before?"
"I dunno." Ariana replied. "Professor Flitwick says he's going to write Mr Olivander and see if anyone else has ever had this happen. if there aren't any creatures like this in existance, i think i'll call them Schrubbles."
"thats, nausatingly cute." Michelle replied.
"and they aren't?" Ariana asked, holding up the small bouncing bubble, now a lovely magenta color, humming "the wheels on the bus" while it slowly changed colors to yellow.
"point taken. so, are you going to tell the Muggles about your creation?"
"you mean, my parents?" Ariana asked, tickling the Schrubble, making it quiver excitidly.
"No, the Post man, of course your parents." Michelle shook her head.
"maybe...i mean, it'd be strange to take a bubble home for holidays without telling my parents what it is..."
Michelle cocked an eyebrow. "you can't take it home!"
"why not?"
"duh, muggles. and no, i dont mean your parents. i mean, muggles! the people that don't know about us...you can't just walk into church packing around a giggling bubble singing the starwars theme"
Ariana stopped walking and looked at the schrubble, which was now bouncing rapidly between her hands, a pretty hemotite metallic color humming the "oscar meyer weiner" song.
"that is one weird little bubble." sarah commented, catching up with the two since they'd stopped walking.
"I could hide her." Ariana commented. "its not like i could just leave here here during Christmas, all alone..."
"i can see it now, the little bubble, a pretty gold color, playing the Star in the little Christmas pagent." Sarah laughed.
--
a couple weeks later, Ariana was seriously considering giving her schrubble to professor flitwick to add to the collection of Schurbbles in his office.
not only did the schrubble eat only cooked carrots and peas (which was partially a good thing), she would only drink goat milk, all of which were strangely absorbed through her bubble body, then slowly digested, in full view of all around, as the schrubble would turn clear while eating and digesting.
and then, came cleaning up.
after the schrubble would digest the food, it would make a strange popping sound that sent lemon scented gel all over the place.
and as time wore on, the songs became weirder and weird.
"thats the way i like it" the now sky blue schrubble hummed happily, following along behind Ariana, Sarah and Michelle, bouncing off the walls making for a very strange drive-by car sound.
"so is that a good book?" Sarah asked Ariana, who was now very close to being nose to book.
"very." Ariana replied simply.
"let me guess, reading a book about a young Christian girl, that gets sent to Africa, surrounded by voodoo, and must over come the temptations of sin by the grace of God?" Michelle winked, but ariana didn't reply. this reaction surprised Michelle, who decided to react by snatching the book out of Arianas hands.
quickly she looked at the title, eyes growing wide.
instantly she flipped open the book and began to read where her eyes first fell.
"Ariana." she began slowly. "You...shouldn't have this book."
"What book?" sarah demanded ripping the book from Michelles hands. her eyes grew wide as well. looking strangely at Michelle, Sarah refused to make eye contact with Ariana.
"What?" Ariana finally demanded.
"where did you get this?" Sarah finally asked, still avoiding Ariana's eyes.
"It was in the Library, why?"
Sarah shook her head, and handed the book back to Ariana, while the Schrubble bounced energetically overhead humming "the saints go marching in"
"i would get rid of that, if i were you." Sarah replied simply, before turning around and heading off to potions.
"what was that all about?" Ariana asked her Schrubble, who'd taken to bouncing on her shoulder humming "hit the road jack"
--
"Professor?" Ariana entered her Head of Houses office timidly.
"Yes Miss Azivedo?" Snape returned in a bored sort of tone.
"I found this book in the library. i think its a really good book, but sarah and Michelle, you know, my classmates? they say i should get rid of it."
quickly she handed the book to her professor.
Severus felt a dull burning on his left forearm as he took the book. after feeling the burn, Severus knew he didn't need to check the title. but from force of habit, his eyes flicked to the words inscribed on the title.
sure enough, the title of the book was exactly as he expected.
"The Rebirth of the Dark Lord." he read in a voice barely above a whisper.
"it's just a book though?" Ariana argued quickly.
"No, Miss Azivedo, it is not 'just a book'. this book is bound to the dark lord."
"What do you mean, bound?" Ariana pressed.
"Bound, as in the dark red ink is actually the Dark Lords Blood, chronicaling his life." He quickly returned.
strangely enough, the potions Professor Handed the Book back to the young girl.
"This is your book to read or not to read. i will allow you that choice." Severus calmly stated, his dark eyes staring at Ariana.
"Should i read it?" Ariana asked, narrowing her eyes.
"That is your choice." Severus stressed.
"Yes professor." Ariana replied and left the Office.
--
Authors Note: HeHeHe.
(SPG: she's evil!!!! i knew it!)
~Cait: no you didn't~ :3 )~
(SPG:I Did too, she just needed a little...Influence.)
~Cait: any spoilers, since we're your friends?~
no.
(SPG: She tells me all about what she's planning on doing.)
~Cait. oh yeah, well i know about when she....never mind.....i can't tell you~
(SPG: hm? tell me what?)
~Cait:....Nothing....~
(SPG: whats with the constant: exit: Stage right endings?)
It's my way of showing that the conversation has ended.
~Cait: I'm confused....so..She's reading some book tied to....whatshisname?~
(SPG: VOL-DE-MORT. not hard...say it with me: V-O-L-D-E-M-O-R-T)
~Cait: b-i-t-c-h.~
--
Authors note without the peanut Gallery: yes, i know it's kinda a short chapter, ive had a lot of crappy things happening in a short amount of time, therefore i feel more like writing stories with Snape killing and or torturing people. but since i can't have that happy satisfaction right now, i'll continue with the next chapter of Christian.
anyhoo...make sure to review....and once again, ITS A JOKE.
Disclaimer. you know the drill. blarg.
(STUPID/FLUFFY Pagan Girl: and what if they dont know the drill?)
Tough wooley boogers. whats the point of being in chapter, seven are we? if they haven't read my disclaimer yet?
~Cait: maybe they like to shkip around?~
CAIT! WHAT'RE YOU DOING HERE?
~i needed something to occupy my time...after...you know....~
I sorry Cait. _cait and her dood just...well...broke up._
~*sniffs* hey! to all you neo-gothic hippies! :3 )~ meet Ralph!~
feeling alright cait?
~cait: ralph lives in a bottle of white out...he says high.~
(S/FPG: Serena, you call me a freak, after knowing HER?)
~cait: and what exactly is wrong with me?~
girls, enough. ANYWAY: To the cool reviewer who suggested i have ariana accept her powers, well...lets just say i already had that planned..only....her parents are going to find that out in a very unique way...but you'll have to read the chapter to find out
~cait: yesch~
(S/FPG: oh goddess...not another one.)
{NJG: who's the new girl?}
(S/FPG: another Serena)
{NJG: that can't...no. thats just evil. it's sick, wrong, and oh....hi Serena.)
IM NOT CAIT! cait is her own furball of insanity
~cait: thats the first time i've ever been called that...~
ONWARDS!!
~cait: to what?~
(SPG: that means all conversation ends, she's going into the story)
~cait: about time....oh..wait. STORYTIME!!!!~
Ariana sat silently her charms class, calmly poking her fluffy white feather with her wand.
her large soft eyes were half closed, red outlining them. her long brown hair fell messily down on her shoulders.
"You look like Hell." Michelle commented, sitting down next to her friend.
"I feel like Hell." She returned.
"you cuss?" Michelles eyes grew wide with surprise.
"no. of course not." Ariana whispered.
Professor Flitwick was currently lecturing happily on the convience of levitation, seemingly oblivious to the talking of the students.
suddenly, purple sparks exploded from Ariana's Wand, sending her feather shooting across the room, showering everyone with strange, baseball sized irridessent bubbles, that hummed the theme to james bond. instead of popping, however, they bounced off of anything they touched, and made slight giggling sounds as they did so.
Flitwick went mad.
but in a good way.
"perhaps its the way your holly wand, with an oak handle, matches with the feather, or maybe it's the way you have a goose feather within your wand...." he rambled joyfully.
"a goose feather?" a black haired boy from infront of Ariana blanched. "theres nothing magical about a goose feather!"
"you're mistaken, my boy." Flitwick was still beyond estatic. "in the hands of a skilled witch or wizard, anything can be considered magical."
"But she's not a skilled witch, she's only been here a week like the rest of us." the boy returned.
flitwick ignored him, continuing on about sending this to the department of experimental charms.
all but one of the bubbles were collected at the end of class, as they still hadn't popped. ariana requested to keep one. it cheered her up signifigantly to carry the small humming bubble around, bouncing it from hand to hand. it was now turning bluish silver, and humming "Somewhere over the rainbow"
"so, what is it?" Michelle asked. "i mean, have they ever been seen before?"
"I dunno." Ariana replied. "Professor Flitwick says he's going to write Mr Olivander and see if anyone else has ever had this happen. if there aren't any creatures like this in existance, i think i'll call them Schrubbles."
"thats, nausatingly cute." Michelle replied.
"and they aren't?" Ariana asked, holding up the small bouncing bubble, now a lovely magenta color, humming "the wheels on the bus" while it slowly changed colors to yellow.
"point taken. so, are you going to tell the Muggles about your creation?"
"you mean, my parents?" Ariana asked, tickling the Schrubble, making it quiver excitidly.
"No, the Post man, of course your parents." Michelle shook her head.
"maybe...i mean, it'd be strange to take a bubble home for holidays without telling my parents what it is..."
Michelle cocked an eyebrow. "you can't take it home!"
"why not?"
"duh, muggles. and no, i dont mean your parents. i mean, muggles! the people that don't know about us...you can't just walk into church packing around a giggling bubble singing the starwars theme"
Ariana stopped walking and looked at the schrubble, which was now bouncing rapidly between her hands, a pretty hemotite metallic color humming the "oscar meyer weiner" song.
"that is one weird little bubble." sarah commented, catching up with the two since they'd stopped walking.
"I could hide her." Ariana commented. "its not like i could just leave here here during Christmas, all alone..."
"i can see it now, the little bubble, a pretty gold color, playing the Star in the little Christmas pagent." Sarah laughed.
--
a couple weeks later, Ariana was seriously considering giving her schrubble to professor flitwick to add to the collection of Schurbbles in his office.
not only did the schrubble eat only cooked carrots and peas (which was partially a good thing), she would only drink goat milk, all of which were strangely absorbed through her bubble body, then slowly digested, in full view of all around, as the schrubble would turn clear while eating and digesting.
and then, came cleaning up.
after the schrubble would digest the food, it would make a strange popping sound that sent lemon scented gel all over the place.
and as time wore on, the songs became weirder and weird.
"thats the way i like it" the now sky blue schrubble hummed happily, following along behind Ariana, Sarah and Michelle, bouncing off the walls making for a very strange drive-by car sound.
"so is that a good book?" Sarah asked Ariana, who was now very close to being nose to book.
"very." Ariana replied simply.
"let me guess, reading a book about a young Christian girl, that gets sent to Africa, surrounded by voodoo, and must over come the temptations of sin by the grace of God?" Michelle winked, but ariana didn't reply. this reaction surprised Michelle, who decided to react by snatching the book out of Arianas hands.
quickly she looked at the title, eyes growing wide.
instantly she flipped open the book and began to read where her eyes first fell.
"Ariana." she began slowly. "You...shouldn't have this book."
"What book?" sarah demanded ripping the book from Michelles hands. her eyes grew wide as well. looking strangely at Michelle, Sarah refused to make eye contact with Ariana.
"What?" Ariana finally demanded.
"where did you get this?" Sarah finally asked, still avoiding Ariana's eyes.
"It was in the Library, why?"
Sarah shook her head, and handed the book back to Ariana, while the Schrubble bounced energetically overhead humming "the saints go marching in"
"i would get rid of that, if i were you." Sarah replied simply, before turning around and heading off to potions.
"what was that all about?" Ariana asked her Schrubble, who'd taken to bouncing on her shoulder humming "hit the road jack"
--
"Professor?" Ariana entered her Head of Houses office timidly.
"Yes Miss Azivedo?" Snape returned in a bored sort of tone.
"I found this book in the library. i think its a really good book, but sarah and Michelle, you know, my classmates? they say i should get rid of it."
quickly she handed the book to her professor.
Severus felt a dull burning on his left forearm as he took the book. after feeling the burn, Severus knew he didn't need to check the title. but from force of habit, his eyes flicked to the words inscribed on the title.
sure enough, the title of the book was exactly as he expected.
"The Rebirth of the Dark Lord." he read in a voice barely above a whisper.
"it's just a book though?" Ariana argued quickly.
"No, Miss Azivedo, it is not 'just a book'. this book is bound to the dark lord."
"What do you mean, bound?" Ariana pressed.
"Bound, as in the dark red ink is actually the Dark Lords Blood, chronicaling his life." He quickly returned.
strangely enough, the potions Professor Handed the Book back to the young girl.
"This is your book to read or not to read. i will allow you that choice." Severus calmly stated, his dark eyes staring at Ariana.
"Should i read it?" Ariana asked, narrowing her eyes.
"That is your choice." Severus stressed.
"Yes professor." Ariana replied and left the Office.
--
Authors Note: HeHeHe.
(SPG: she's evil!!!! i knew it!)
~Cait: no you didn't~ :3 )~
(SPG:I Did too, she just needed a little...Influence.)
~Cait: any spoilers, since we're your friends?~
no.
(SPG: She tells me all about what she's planning on doing.)
~Cait. oh yeah, well i know about when she....never mind.....i can't tell you~
(SPG: hm? tell me what?)
~Cait:....Nothing....~
(SPG: whats with the constant: exit: Stage right endings?)
It's my way of showing that the conversation has ended.
~Cait: I'm confused....so..She's reading some book tied to....whatshisname?~
(SPG: VOL-DE-MORT. not hard...say it with me: V-O-L-D-E-M-O-R-T)
~Cait: b-i-t-c-h.~
--
Authors note without the peanut Gallery: yes, i know it's kinda a short chapter, ive had a lot of crappy things happening in a short amount of time, therefore i feel more like writing stories with Snape killing and or torturing people. but since i can't have that happy satisfaction right now, i'll continue with the next chapter of Christian.
anyhoo...make sure to review....and once again, ITS A JOKE.
