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A/N: There is sort of a "surprise" or two in this chapter. . . anywhere in the chapter . . . that if you happen to find, and review about it, you'll GET SUMFIN! PWOMISE( okbye. . .
The plump witch with the kind face came by once again with the food trolley. She also told them to go ahead and change into their Durmstrang uniform, because the temperature had already started dropping. They didn't need to be told twice, because the air had indeed become frigid.
After slipping into their blood-red robes, Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Ginny started to wander aimlessly throughout the train, to see all the others that were accompanying them to Durmstrang. They saw all the Hufflepuffs (whom they already knew), and waved pleasantly at them before continuing down the train. They bumped into the Ravenclaws, who seemed to have a similar mindset of looking for all the other students. Harry blushed when he saw Cho, and noticed that she also diverted her eyes away from him, after their eyes had met. Harry was definitely very pleased to see that she was as far away from Roger as she could get, as Roger had asked her out last year, and Cho had tried to use him to make him jealous.
'Perhaps it isn't quite over with Cho yet' Harry thought, but those thoughts quickly stopped when he looked at the other two Ravenclaws. They of course must be Terry Boot and Lisa Turpin. Harry recognized their names vaguely from the first year sorting, but had seen them around school a bit more. Terry was a strapping young man with perfectly toned muscles that Harry would kill for. His hair, as dark as Harry's, managed to lay in a stylishly messy coif that Harry could never hope to achieve. Harry knew that if it came between him and Terry, Cho would choose Terry, and Harry was jealous just thinking about it. The Lisa Turpin girl reminded Harry of Ginny. Both were petite young girls, with a slight smattering of freckles, but Lisa was blond, with very curly hair. All looked like an enjoyable lot so everyone smiled at the others, and the Gryffindors moved on knowing that the next group they would meet would be Malfoy and his gang of Slytherins.
And indeed, not two minutes later, a compartment door opened revealing the sneering visage of a blond boy, a pug faced girl, a tall and athletic boy, and a mountain of what they assumed was a female.
"Well, if it isn't Potty, some Weasels, and a mudblood. This must be quite exciting for you all, I'm sure. Never been to such a high class place as Durmstrang I bet" Draco said, each word dripping in dislike.
"Oh, you're quite right, but you must be even happier about it. You'll fit right in with the traitors and Deatheaters" Harry snapped back, his words matching Malfoy's in enmity.
"I did warn you the first day we met, about the company you should keep. At Durmstrang there won't be any of those "noble people" riff-raff to help you out.it's all on OUR terms now" Draco drawled, turning to leave.
"Be that as it may Malfoy, you no longer have your bodyguards." Hermione shot at Draco's retreating back. The same thought seemed to occur to Draco, but when the four Gryffindors yelled an attack cry at once, the Slytherins spun around to meet them.
The friends had always joked about how useless Pansy was, and this was proved true, as she backed away from the fight and made a run for it down the train. Millicent, however, proved to make up for it not by her prowess in fighting, but sheer weight and muscle. The Gryffindor girls, although small in stature, were able to duck and weave; poking eyes here, and kicking shins there. On the whole, it was as fair a fight as you could get with Slytherins.
During the fight, Draco had Ron in a headlock and was pulling "that loathsome red hair" and hurling copious amounts of insults at Ron's family. That served to enrage Ron to a point where he was able to flip Draco up and over his back and onto the floor. Hermione then dashed into the fray, and did an elbow drop to Draco's stomach, causing him to double up in pain.
Ron gave Hermione an incredulous look before she shrugged and yelled that she had seen it on TV. With Draco down for the count, the two friends were able to go help Harry. Harry was found with his arms held behind his back by Millicent while Adrian was feigning punches. Ron figured he didn't want to sully his attractive face and body by fighting, and was stalling until the time Draco cam back into action. As Draco was still moaning on the ground, he could be of no use. So the girls jumped on to Millicent's back, almost downing her, and Ron's mad lunge at Adrian successfully knocked his head against the wall. This caused Adrian to feebly wave his hand in surrender.
'Really, he's not so bad... . .' thought Ron, '. . . when he's almost knocked out! AH HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!' and ran to help the girls.
They seemed to be doing just fine on their own. They had forced Millicent into numerous seat restraint devices and she glared at them all as she struggled against her binds. The four part Gryffindor team turned to leave, smacking their hands together as if cleaning off imaginary dust. Just as the compartment door was closing, a high-pitched "You'll pay!" reached their ears. Hermione and Ginny both let out a derisive snort. They now knew why Millicent hardly ever spoke.
Pansy was found a few moments later darting around an empty compartment, rather like Pig would, jabbering to herself and looking wildly around. Ginny said to leave her and shove off, so they did. The crew then made their way back to their compartment to gather their things and to disembark at their new school at which they had just arrived.
* * * * * *
The 16 students (one was a dazed Pucey and another was a still frightened Pansy) were ushered inside a large, but un-ornate castle. The entrance hall looked like a gaping mouth, and Harry had the feeling of being swallowed alive, as he entered into the bowels of the school. Scantily decorated, barely lit, and unwelcoming as the architecture was, nothing but smiling faces caught his eyes on the people. The staff seemed genuinely pleased to have them come, and Harry and most of the others were quite grateful not to be met by the entire school at once, when they were still trying to let everything soak in.
"Good Effning. I am ze Headmeestress of Durmstrang. Ve are delighted chu came vrom 'Ogwartz, and are vairy looking forvard to good yeer. Ze uzzur students vill be coming tomorrow, pleez make yourself comfur'ble. Ve haff arranged special sveetes, like your school, for you. Pleez, follow ze elves. Ve vill talk more tomorrow." And with that, Madame Carthak swept from the room, leaving the kids with nothing else to do, but follow the elves. Hermione gave them all a pained look, and Ron and Harry exchanged glances, knowing what Hermione was thinking . . . starting up S.P.E.W. at their new school. At least some things never changed.
A/N: There is sort of a "surprise" or two in this chapter. . . anywhere in the chapter . . . that if you happen to find, and review about it, you'll GET SUMFIN! PWOMISE( okbye. . .
The plump witch with the kind face came by once again with the food trolley. She also told them to go ahead and change into their Durmstrang uniform, because the temperature had already started dropping. They didn't need to be told twice, because the air had indeed become frigid.
After slipping into their blood-red robes, Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Ginny started to wander aimlessly throughout the train, to see all the others that were accompanying them to Durmstrang. They saw all the Hufflepuffs (whom they already knew), and waved pleasantly at them before continuing down the train. They bumped into the Ravenclaws, who seemed to have a similar mindset of looking for all the other students. Harry blushed when he saw Cho, and noticed that she also diverted her eyes away from him, after their eyes had met. Harry was definitely very pleased to see that she was as far away from Roger as she could get, as Roger had asked her out last year, and Cho had tried to use him to make him jealous.
'Perhaps it isn't quite over with Cho yet' Harry thought, but those thoughts quickly stopped when he looked at the other two Ravenclaws. They of course must be Terry Boot and Lisa Turpin. Harry recognized their names vaguely from the first year sorting, but had seen them around school a bit more. Terry was a strapping young man with perfectly toned muscles that Harry would kill for. His hair, as dark as Harry's, managed to lay in a stylishly messy coif that Harry could never hope to achieve. Harry knew that if it came between him and Terry, Cho would choose Terry, and Harry was jealous just thinking about it. The Lisa Turpin girl reminded Harry of Ginny. Both were petite young girls, with a slight smattering of freckles, but Lisa was blond, with very curly hair. All looked like an enjoyable lot so everyone smiled at the others, and the Gryffindors moved on knowing that the next group they would meet would be Malfoy and his gang of Slytherins.
And indeed, not two minutes later, a compartment door opened revealing the sneering visage of a blond boy, a pug faced girl, a tall and athletic boy, and a mountain of what they assumed was a female.
"Well, if it isn't Potty, some Weasels, and a mudblood. This must be quite exciting for you all, I'm sure. Never been to such a high class place as Durmstrang I bet" Draco said, each word dripping in dislike.
"Oh, you're quite right, but you must be even happier about it. You'll fit right in with the traitors and Deatheaters" Harry snapped back, his words matching Malfoy's in enmity.
"I did warn you the first day we met, about the company you should keep. At Durmstrang there won't be any of those "noble people" riff-raff to help you out.it's all on OUR terms now" Draco drawled, turning to leave.
"Be that as it may Malfoy, you no longer have your bodyguards." Hermione shot at Draco's retreating back. The same thought seemed to occur to Draco, but when the four Gryffindors yelled an attack cry at once, the Slytherins spun around to meet them.
The friends had always joked about how useless Pansy was, and this was proved true, as she backed away from the fight and made a run for it down the train. Millicent, however, proved to make up for it not by her prowess in fighting, but sheer weight and muscle. The Gryffindor girls, although small in stature, were able to duck and weave; poking eyes here, and kicking shins there. On the whole, it was as fair a fight as you could get with Slytherins.
During the fight, Draco had Ron in a headlock and was pulling "that loathsome red hair" and hurling copious amounts of insults at Ron's family. That served to enrage Ron to a point where he was able to flip Draco up and over his back and onto the floor. Hermione then dashed into the fray, and did an elbow drop to Draco's stomach, causing him to double up in pain.
Ron gave Hermione an incredulous look before she shrugged and yelled that she had seen it on TV. With Draco down for the count, the two friends were able to go help Harry. Harry was found with his arms held behind his back by Millicent while Adrian was feigning punches. Ron figured he didn't want to sully his attractive face and body by fighting, and was stalling until the time Draco cam back into action. As Draco was still moaning on the ground, he could be of no use. So the girls jumped on to Millicent's back, almost downing her, and Ron's mad lunge at Adrian successfully knocked his head against the wall. This caused Adrian to feebly wave his hand in surrender.
'Really, he's not so bad... . .' thought Ron, '. . . when he's almost knocked out! AH HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!' and ran to help the girls.
They seemed to be doing just fine on their own. They had forced Millicent into numerous seat restraint devices and she glared at them all as she struggled against her binds. The four part Gryffindor team turned to leave, smacking their hands together as if cleaning off imaginary dust. Just as the compartment door was closing, a high-pitched "You'll pay!" reached their ears. Hermione and Ginny both let out a derisive snort. They now knew why Millicent hardly ever spoke.
Pansy was found a few moments later darting around an empty compartment, rather like Pig would, jabbering to herself and looking wildly around. Ginny said to leave her and shove off, so they did. The crew then made their way back to their compartment to gather their things and to disembark at their new school at which they had just arrived.
* * * * * *
The 16 students (one was a dazed Pucey and another was a still frightened Pansy) were ushered inside a large, but un-ornate castle. The entrance hall looked like a gaping mouth, and Harry had the feeling of being swallowed alive, as he entered into the bowels of the school. Scantily decorated, barely lit, and unwelcoming as the architecture was, nothing but smiling faces caught his eyes on the people. The staff seemed genuinely pleased to have them come, and Harry and most of the others were quite grateful not to be met by the entire school at once, when they were still trying to let everything soak in.
"Good Effning. I am ze Headmeestress of Durmstrang. Ve are delighted chu came vrom 'Ogwartz, and are vairy looking forvard to good yeer. Ze uzzur students vill be coming tomorrow, pleez make yourself comfur'ble. Ve haff arranged special sveetes, like your school, for you. Pleez, follow ze elves. Ve vill talk more tomorrow." And with that, Madame Carthak swept from the room, leaving the kids with nothing else to do, but follow the elves. Hermione gave them all a pained look, and Ron and Harry exchanged glances, knowing what Hermione was thinking . . . starting up S.P.E.W. at their new school. At least some things never changed.