The Marauder's Guide to Rule Breaking
Disclaimer: Did you know that if you add Pixie Stix to Coca Cola it
explodes? That was my idea! =) Anyway, I own nothing except Phoenix,
Plotline, and Columbia! *gasp* I own something else for a change!
Chapter 20: Meeting Ms. Snowgreen
*Knock Knock*
"Come In" Phoenix said, taking down her long red hair. She yawned and turned to see Hermione standing in the doorway.
"Yes Hermione?" She asked smiling through another yawn. She had just changed from her bride's maid dress in to a plain nightgown. Phoenix stood looking at Hermione until she realized something was not right. Hermione had an almost stunned look on her face as though she saw her own best friend die before her eyes.
"Hermione? What's wrong?" Phoe asked, worry quite evident in her voice. Hermione came in and closed the door. She sat down in a seat facing Phoenix, who had chosen to sit on the edge of her bed.
"Phoenix, I just had that same dream.the one you told me about. Alex and I." Hermione whispered. She sat wringing her hands on her nightshirt, clearly having awoken just moments before. Her usually fluffy hair sat limply on her shoulders.
"You mean.the one about.the one with.the poem?" Phoenix asked. Hermione only nodded. Though only a dream at first, now it seemed like a vision of what might happen.or happened already. The young Gryffindor Professor quickly changed from her nightgown to some robes hastily and tied her hair into a rather messy ponytail. She threw Hermione a robe and told her she had an Idea.
The two Professors were now walking down the hallway, past Sir Cadogan's portrait to the all to familiar tower were Trelawny used to haunt. They looked up at the trapdoor in which they had no clue how to get to. They had no ladder and it was late at night. Hoping that the occupant was still awake, they called to her only loud enough to hear if you were awake. After several calls they came to the conclusion that the teacher was sleeping, and were about to leave when the unexpected happened. (A/N: Expected for us.but not to them) The trapdoor opened and the ladder appeared. Hermione climbed up first followed shortly by Phoenix. Once at the top the found themselves in a room unlike Trelawny's.
The room had changed, and not for the worse. It still had the little tables scattered everywhere with poufs and armchairs. But the windows were now free of curtains and the lamps only had their shades over them. There were no more scarves or stuffy scented candles. The room was much more.refreshing. free than it was in their school days.
Standing by the unlit fireplace stood a fairly tall woman. Her red hair falling past her shoulders, and her facial expression slightly annoyed.
"Yes?" She asked, her dark eyes looking up and down the sleepy figures, "I was just about to go to sleep when I heard you calling" The young professors looking at each other. Phoenix stepped up.
"Ms. Snowgreen, We are terribly sorry to disturb you.but we need your help. We've been having this dream, both of us, and we need to know the meaning. Since you're the new Divination teacher, we thought we would ask you. Actually I should say our only Divination teacher."
The Professor's expression lightened up and she smiled. She could tell the two women were quite distressed over the matter. And well, it did flatter her that they came to her for help. She showed them to the nearest table and sat down. After taking out a large book, she looked at the professors.
"What is your dream?" She asked politely, opening her book open to the page were it clearly read 'Dream Interpretations'. Phoenix and Hermione then proceed to spill out their dreams to Courtney (A/N: Ms. Snowgreen's first name) and the newest teacher listened intently. Once the conversation was over, Courtney at once looked to her book, sighed, and looked at the girls.
"Your dreams are very interesting. I have nothing to tell you about that dream, but if you ever have this dream again.come straight to me.even if its one in the morning." The woman said. She grimly closed the book and bid the Gryffindor's goodnight.
Something was oddly familiar about the girls dream, as though Courtney Snowgreen herself had it. She couldn't think of it and pushed it to the back of her head before slipping into bed and blowing out the candle. ~*~*~*~*~*~
*'Found in play, Found someway'
A small child stood there, Very still. So very still.*
Courtney woke up with a start and looked at the clock.
Three o' Clock AM.
She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and stared into the darkness. She grabbed a notebook and quickly wrote down the poem she had just dreamt about and got out of bed.
"I knew it was familiar. I had this dream before.I need to talk to Prof. Potter and Prof. Weasley now." She hastily put a cloak over her pajamas and climbed down the ladder. Through the hallways she ran until she reached her first destination. Hermione Weasley's office door was slightly ajar and the Divination Professor stuck her head in
"Anyone here?" She asked before stepping into the dark office.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Lalala! I gots another Chapty Up! Yay for me! REVIEW PLEASE!! *big puppy dog eyes* Come one, you know you liked it *wink*.so anyway.Please review and the more reviews the quicker that chapter gets up!
By the Way.I am leaving for Vacation on Friday and I won't be back for two weeks.so you'll just have to wait for another chapter until I get back. I will most likely be bored to death on this trip so I might write a couple chapters while away. Anyway.Have a Nice day everyone!
~~Phoe Hershey (Prof. Phoenix Potter)
Disclaimer: Did you know that if you add Pixie Stix to Coca Cola it
explodes? That was my idea! =) Anyway, I own nothing except Phoenix,
Plotline, and Columbia! *gasp* I own something else for a change!
Chapter 20: Meeting Ms. Snowgreen
*Knock Knock*
"Come In" Phoenix said, taking down her long red hair. She yawned and turned to see Hermione standing in the doorway.
"Yes Hermione?" She asked smiling through another yawn. She had just changed from her bride's maid dress in to a plain nightgown. Phoenix stood looking at Hermione until she realized something was not right. Hermione had an almost stunned look on her face as though she saw her own best friend die before her eyes.
"Hermione? What's wrong?" Phoe asked, worry quite evident in her voice. Hermione came in and closed the door. She sat down in a seat facing Phoenix, who had chosen to sit on the edge of her bed.
"Phoenix, I just had that same dream.the one you told me about. Alex and I." Hermione whispered. She sat wringing her hands on her nightshirt, clearly having awoken just moments before. Her usually fluffy hair sat limply on her shoulders.
"You mean.the one about.the one with.the poem?" Phoenix asked. Hermione only nodded. Though only a dream at first, now it seemed like a vision of what might happen.or happened already. The young Gryffindor Professor quickly changed from her nightgown to some robes hastily and tied her hair into a rather messy ponytail. She threw Hermione a robe and told her she had an Idea.
The two Professors were now walking down the hallway, past Sir Cadogan's portrait to the all to familiar tower were Trelawny used to haunt. They looked up at the trapdoor in which they had no clue how to get to. They had no ladder and it was late at night. Hoping that the occupant was still awake, they called to her only loud enough to hear if you were awake. After several calls they came to the conclusion that the teacher was sleeping, and were about to leave when the unexpected happened. (A/N: Expected for us.but not to them) The trapdoor opened and the ladder appeared. Hermione climbed up first followed shortly by Phoenix. Once at the top the found themselves in a room unlike Trelawny's.
The room had changed, and not for the worse. It still had the little tables scattered everywhere with poufs and armchairs. But the windows were now free of curtains and the lamps only had their shades over them. There were no more scarves or stuffy scented candles. The room was much more.refreshing. free than it was in their school days.
Standing by the unlit fireplace stood a fairly tall woman. Her red hair falling past her shoulders, and her facial expression slightly annoyed.
"Yes?" She asked, her dark eyes looking up and down the sleepy figures, "I was just about to go to sleep when I heard you calling" The young professors looking at each other. Phoenix stepped up.
"Ms. Snowgreen, We are terribly sorry to disturb you.but we need your help. We've been having this dream, both of us, and we need to know the meaning. Since you're the new Divination teacher, we thought we would ask you. Actually I should say our only Divination teacher."
The Professor's expression lightened up and she smiled. She could tell the two women were quite distressed over the matter. And well, it did flatter her that they came to her for help. She showed them to the nearest table and sat down. After taking out a large book, she looked at the professors.
"What is your dream?" She asked politely, opening her book open to the page were it clearly read 'Dream Interpretations'. Phoenix and Hermione then proceed to spill out their dreams to Courtney (A/N: Ms. Snowgreen's first name) and the newest teacher listened intently. Once the conversation was over, Courtney at once looked to her book, sighed, and looked at the girls.
"Your dreams are very interesting. I have nothing to tell you about that dream, but if you ever have this dream again.come straight to me.even if its one in the morning." The woman said. She grimly closed the book and bid the Gryffindor's goodnight.
Something was oddly familiar about the girls dream, as though Courtney Snowgreen herself had it. She couldn't think of it and pushed it to the back of her head before slipping into bed and blowing out the candle. ~*~*~*~*~*~
*'Found in play, Found someway'
A small child stood there, Very still. So very still.*
Courtney woke up with a start and looked at the clock.
Three o' Clock AM.
She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and stared into the darkness. She grabbed a notebook and quickly wrote down the poem she had just dreamt about and got out of bed.
"I knew it was familiar. I had this dream before.I need to talk to Prof. Potter and Prof. Weasley now." She hastily put a cloak over her pajamas and climbed down the ladder. Through the hallways she ran until she reached her first destination. Hermione Weasley's office door was slightly ajar and the Divination Professor stuck her head in
"Anyone here?" She asked before stepping into the dark office.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Lalala! I gots another Chapty Up! Yay for me! REVIEW PLEASE!! *big puppy dog eyes* Come one, you know you liked it *wink*.so anyway.Please review and the more reviews the quicker that chapter gets up!
By the Way.I am leaving for Vacation on Friday and I won't be back for two weeks.so you'll just have to wait for another chapter until I get back. I will most likely be bored to death on this trip so I might write a couple chapters while away. Anyway.Have a Nice day everyone!
~~Phoe Hershey (Prof. Phoenix Potter)