Harry Potter and the Jolly Rogers
Chapter 2: Headmaster John Summers
Professor Xavier strolled through the open arch doors with Professor McGonagall close at her heels. Harry made to follow them but Scott called him back.
"Hey, Harry!" he called. "Hope you get in to Blackmore! It's the best! Later!"
Harry waved good-bye as Scott drove away. He turned and run to catch up with Professor Xavier and McGonagall, who were already half way down the hall, heading toward a large staircase. The floors were made of white marble and a grand chandelier hung of the ceiling. Like Hogwarts, the sandy brick walls were lined with portraits of famous witches and wizards.
They climbed the stairs until they reached the fourth floor. As they walked along the corridor, they passed many classrooms full of students. Harry noticed that hardly any of them were wearing robes and figured that there must not be any uniforms at this school. His stomach gave an uncomfortable lurch. Besides his Hogwarts robes, the only clothes he owned were the old hand-me-downs from Dudley that where ten sizes to big for him. And after being thrown into a whole new school, the last thing Harry wanted was to stand out.
At the end of the corridor they took a right and immediately came to a large oak door. Professor Xavier grabbed the brace knocker on the front and rapped loudly on the door. "Come in," said a man's voice through the door and Professor Xavier opened the door. She stood aside to let Harry and McGonagall pass then followed them in, closing the door behind her. It was a very spacious, rectangular room. Bookshelves, filled with books and strange knick-knacks, lined the right wall while the left wall was made completely of glass windows. There was a large deck at the far end of the room with two, comfortable looking, chairs placed in front of it.
The man sitting behind desk beamed at them as they walked in. Like Professor Xavier, he looked quite young and didn't look a day older than thirty. He had slightly shaggy, light brown hair and a handsome, but also slightly tired, face. Harry was immediately reminded of Remus Lupin.
"Welcome," he said, standing up from behind the desk and coming over to shake McGonagall's hand. "You must be Professor McGonagall. I am Professor John Summers, the Headmaster here." He turned towards Harry. "And you are Harry Potter. It is a personal pleasure to meet you both."
"Please, the pleasure is ours," said McGonagall, smiling. Harry fought the urge to laugh at how enthusiastic Professor Summers was.
"Please, sit down," he said, gesturing to the chairs in front of his desk. Harry and McGonagall each took a seat while Professor Summers returned to his desk. Professor Xavier helped herself to the couch near the glass wall. "So, how is my old friend Dumbledore?"
"He is doing very well," replied McGonagall.
"He sent his phoenix with a letter explaining what happened." all of a sudden Professor Summers looked very grim. ".And why Harry will be spending the school year with us."
"Yes, well, we are doing all we can. But without even a remote location to where the Dark Lord may be hiding we are at a lost." Harry looked down at his feet.
There was a few moment of silence. Then Professor Summers said; "As for Harry, I think a change of scenery will be good for him!" He smiled warmly at Harry. He gave him a weak smile back. "What do you say we sort you into a house, huh? Harry?"
Professor Summers got up from his desk once again and walked over to the nearest bookshelves. He reached up and lifted a small black ball off the top most shelves and brought it back to the desk. Harry peered into the ball to see that it was filled with a red, smokey liquid.
"Like Hogwarts, here there are four houses in which all new students most be sorted," said Professor Summers. "There is the house of Conway, Blackmore, Rywood, and Senontora. Now, to determine what house you will be in, all you have to do is stick your finger in the ball."
Harry put his index finger into the liquid and all most immediately the liquid turned from red to black. The cloudiness swirled around Harry's finger and in the clouds appeared the image of a skull and crossed bones. Harry jerked his finger out of the water. Professor Summers peered into the ball and smiled.
"Blackmore," he said. "You're a Jolly Roger! Jen, he's in your house!"
"Really?" said Professor Xavier, springing to her feet. "That's wonderful!"
Harry was a little startled by the appearance of the skull and crossed bones and breathed a sigh of relief. Professor Summers replaced the ball back on to its shelf. At that moment there was a knock on the door. Professor Xavier opened it. Scott Ocean was standing just beyond the threshold.
"It's time for me to take Professor McGonagall back to the airport," said Scott.
"Oh," said Professor Summers, checking his watch. "Is it that time already? Well, I wish you could stay a little long. I wanted to show you more of the school." "I wish I could stay as well," McGonagall said, standing up from her chair. "But I most be getting back to my duties."
"Well, have a safe trip and tell Dumbledore that if there is anything I can do to help, just drop me a line."
McGonagall nodded and turned to Harry. "As for you," she said in her usual strict voice. "Behave yourself, and study hard! I don't want you to come back to Hogwarts not having learned anything. And do try to have fun, but not too much that it gets in the way of your studies."
"What house did he get in?" Scott asked.
"Blackmore," replied Professor Xavier.
"Oh, don't worry Professor McGonagall," said Scott, sarcastically. "He wont have any fun in our house, will he, Professor X?"
"Nope," she said sternly with a strict looking face that did not suit her.
Harry gave McGonagall a hug and thanked her for bringing him there. Then he watched the last part of his British life walk out the large oak door.
AN: I wanted to thank Mello_Skello for being my first review ever! I was very excited to read it and I am glad you think my fiction is a good idea! As for all my other readers whom I may not be aware of, please review! I really want to know what you think! Rock on!
Disclaimer: I own everything but the original characters, like Harry and McGonagall.
Chapter 2: Headmaster John Summers
Professor Xavier strolled through the open arch doors with Professor McGonagall close at her heels. Harry made to follow them but Scott called him back.
"Hey, Harry!" he called. "Hope you get in to Blackmore! It's the best! Later!"
Harry waved good-bye as Scott drove away. He turned and run to catch up with Professor Xavier and McGonagall, who were already half way down the hall, heading toward a large staircase. The floors were made of white marble and a grand chandelier hung of the ceiling. Like Hogwarts, the sandy brick walls were lined with portraits of famous witches and wizards.
They climbed the stairs until they reached the fourth floor. As they walked along the corridor, they passed many classrooms full of students. Harry noticed that hardly any of them were wearing robes and figured that there must not be any uniforms at this school. His stomach gave an uncomfortable lurch. Besides his Hogwarts robes, the only clothes he owned were the old hand-me-downs from Dudley that where ten sizes to big for him. And after being thrown into a whole new school, the last thing Harry wanted was to stand out.
At the end of the corridor they took a right and immediately came to a large oak door. Professor Xavier grabbed the brace knocker on the front and rapped loudly on the door. "Come in," said a man's voice through the door and Professor Xavier opened the door. She stood aside to let Harry and McGonagall pass then followed them in, closing the door behind her. It was a very spacious, rectangular room. Bookshelves, filled with books and strange knick-knacks, lined the right wall while the left wall was made completely of glass windows. There was a large deck at the far end of the room with two, comfortable looking, chairs placed in front of it.
The man sitting behind desk beamed at them as they walked in. Like Professor Xavier, he looked quite young and didn't look a day older than thirty. He had slightly shaggy, light brown hair and a handsome, but also slightly tired, face. Harry was immediately reminded of Remus Lupin.
"Welcome," he said, standing up from behind the desk and coming over to shake McGonagall's hand. "You must be Professor McGonagall. I am Professor John Summers, the Headmaster here." He turned towards Harry. "And you are Harry Potter. It is a personal pleasure to meet you both."
"Please, the pleasure is ours," said McGonagall, smiling. Harry fought the urge to laugh at how enthusiastic Professor Summers was.
"Please, sit down," he said, gesturing to the chairs in front of his desk. Harry and McGonagall each took a seat while Professor Summers returned to his desk. Professor Xavier helped herself to the couch near the glass wall. "So, how is my old friend Dumbledore?"
"He is doing very well," replied McGonagall.
"He sent his phoenix with a letter explaining what happened." all of a sudden Professor Summers looked very grim. ".And why Harry will be spending the school year with us."
"Yes, well, we are doing all we can. But without even a remote location to where the Dark Lord may be hiding we are at a lost." Harry looked down at his feet.
There was a few moment of silence. Then Professor Summers said; "As for Harry, I think a change of scenery will be good for him!" He smiled warmly at Harry. He gave him a weak smile back. "What do you say we sort you into a house, huh? Harry?"
Professor Summers got up from his desk once again and walked over to the nearest bookshelves. He reached up and lifted a small black ball off the top most shelves and brought it back to the desk. Harry peered into the ball to see that it was filled with a red, smokey liquid.
"Like Hogwarts, here there are four houses in which all new students most be sorted," said Professor Summers. "There is the house of Conway, Blackmore, Rywood, and Senontora. Now, to determine what house you will be in, all you have to do is stick your finger in the ball."
Harry put his index finger into the liquid and all most immediately the liquid turned from red to black. The cloudiness swirled around Harry's finger and in the clouds appeared the image of a skull and crossed bones. Harry jerked his finger out of the water. Professor Summers peered into the ball and smiled.
"Blackmore," he said. "You're a Jolly Roger! Jen, he's in your house!"
"Really?" said Professor Xavier, springing to her feet. "That's wonderful!"
Harry was a little startled by the appearance of the skull and crossed bones and breathed a sigh of relief. Professor Summers replaced the ball back on to its shelf. At that moment there was a knock on the door. Professor Xavier opened it. Scott Ocean was standing just beyond the threshold.
"It's time for me to take Professor McGonagall back to the airport," said Scott.
"Oh," said Professor Summers, checking his watch. "Is it that time already? Well, I wish you could stay a little long. I wanted to show you more of the school." "I wish I could stay as well," McGonagall said, standing up from her chair. "But I most be getting back to my duties."
"Well, have a safe trip and tell Dumbledore that if there is anything I can do to help, just drop me a line."
McGonagall nodded and turned to Harry. "As for you," she said in her usual strict voice. "Behave yourself, and study hard! I don't want you to come back to Hogwarts not having learned anything. And do try to have fun, but not too much that it gets in the way of your studies."
"What house did he get in?" Scott asked.
"Blackmore," replied Professor Xavier.
"Oh, don't worry Professor McGonagall," said Scott, sarcastically. "He wont have any fun in our house, will he, Professor X?"
"Nope," she said sternly with a strict looking face that did not suit her.
Harry gave McGonagall a hug and thanked her for bringing him there. Then he watched the last part of his British life walk out the large oak door.
AN: I wanted to thank Mello_Skello for being my first review ever! I was very excited to read it and I am glad you think my fiction is a good idea! As for all my other readers whom I may not be aware of, please review! I really want to know what you think! Rock on!
Disclaimer: I own everything but the original characters, like Harry and McGonagall.
