~ Griffendore Common Room ~
"Hermione.did u get a letter like this on your desk?" Looking up from her Potions book, Hermione looked at Ron with a puzzled face.
"Letter? Let me see." Ron handed her a letter written in neat handwriting.
"Dear Mr. Ronald Weasley,
We are proud to announce that you have been chosen to be one of the 16 students who will have the privilege to be able to attend the class for the advanced teachings of Defense Against the Dark Arts. Meetings are held in the Great Hall every Monday and Friday night, from 6:30 to 10:00. Your first meetings will be October 1, Monday. Tardiness is not acceptable, and attendance is required.
Best Wishes,
Professor Minerva McGonagall"
When Hermione finished, she looked at Ron with a streak of jealousy.
"Wow ..a advanced class for DADA, when did you get the letter?"
"Ummm ..I don't know, when I came back from Potions, I just found that on my bed. Maybe you got one to Hermione. Go check." Hermione's face lit up with hope.
"You think so? I wonder when they chose the students ..and how. If it were on grades I should definitely get a letter ..but what if I was getting a bad grade in a class and .." The girl left the room in a hurry, running anxiously to her dorm to see if there was on envelope for her also. Ron just smiled and shook his head.
"Hey Ron, you got a letter too!" Turning around, he saw the round face of Neville Longbottom.
"You get one too Neville?" Neville nodded and held up his letter to Ron, as though he thought Ron wouldn't believe him.
" I told Gran the moment I got it. Owled her. She couldn't believe it, but then she said it was about time I did something to make her proud."
Sighing heavily, Neville took a seat next to Ron on the couch.
"Well mate, any idea this class is about?"
"Not a clue. And Fred and George don't know it either, and they usually know everything that's going on in the school, well at least when it has to do with mischief."
"Well if we still had the DA, with Harry and everyone else .." Neville froze, it dawning on him who he just mentioned, and who he mention Harry in front of.
" ..oh ..Merlin, I'm sorry Ron, I didn't mean to .."
Ron looked down at his shoe, trying his best to fight the waves of anguish that was washing over him.
It had been three months since the disappearance of his best friend. Nothing was known as to where Harry was, and though Ron hated to admit it, the chances that Harry was still alive were shrinking with each passing day. Barely anything was written in the Daily Prophet about Harry anymore, and it seemed that no one cared, that it was old news. Ron and Hermione had spent countless hours talking with Sirus and Lupin, trying to find any clues. Nothing had turned up. Even Dumbledore seemed to be drained of ideas. There was no way to find Harry, no way to communicate with him, and worse, no way to know if he was even alive.
And now, Ron felt even worse, because deep down he knew that if Harry was still at Hogwarts, it would have been Harry's invitation to join the Advanced class, and not his own.
He kept his face down for quite a time, and did not notice that Neville had left him to think, nor did he notice that there was a pair of pearly blue eyes observing him.
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Ginny Wealsy was NOT in a good mood. She had just spent her whole precious Saturday in a library, searching for anything that had to do with the Emetic Potion for the paper she was assigned. After 5 hours of reading, scribbling, and a fair amount of curses, she finally finished with the 2 ft scroll that the bloody idiot had made her write.
Marching down the hall with her red hair flaming behind her, she looked like a whirling red monster. With eyes glaring colder than the infamous Professor Snape, the students were more than happy to get out of her way ..and quickly.
Marching up several more steps, and walking through several deserted hallways, she discovered that she was completely lost.
"Bugger! Where the crap is his stupid office?!" she said outloud to herself as she began to start walking again, but froze, when she heard the voice that she had already begun to despise.
"Language, Miss Weasley. Although it's lovely it is to see you again."
She turned around slowly, while trying to hold back the large amounts of blood that was been pumped up to her face. She could feel it and she knew that her face was officially the color of the setting sun.
Oh sweet Merlin! He heard me! Why? Why? WHY? If he gives me any more work ..I swear I'm going to burst ..okay just breath remember breath.
Keeping all this is her head, she forced the largest smile she could muster (fake of course) and answered him in a sweet voice.
"Sir, how nice, you found me. I was just looking for you."
Harry was leaned against the wall, arms folded in front of his chest casually. He looked at her for a while with a blank face, and then smiled, revealing two perfect dimples.
"Call me Evanz, Miss Weasley." Standing up straight, Harry walked toward her, stopping only a couple feet away. Ginny had stopped breathing the minute she had seen him walk toward her, and she felt her temperature rise more and more with every foot step he took. Her hands were shaking and she couldn't stop, nor did she know why.
What is wrong with me? Okay, breath breath, WHY AM I SHAKING? Oh praise the stars, he has the cutest smile.wait no I hate him.I despise him with burning passion! His eyes, they're beautiful ..so green ..I've seen those eyes before ..they look familiar ..where have I seen them?
Oh dear, what am I doing here? Where am I? WHO am I? I'm going insane.wait, must think, must think, okay, first I need oxygen, so I think I should start breathing, yes that's a excellent idea. Okay, so breath breath.
She didn't know that he was talking to her, nor did she know that some else had joined them. It was only when she felt a pair of hands shake her shoulder did she come shooting down to Earth.
"Miss. Weaslry, I believe that you owe me some work?" Harry pointed at the scroll hat she was holding in her hand.
"Oh umm yes, I finished the work you requested." She handed the wrinkled up scroll to him, and only when she looked up did she realize that there was a very pretty blonde that was standing next to Evanz.
The blonde had skin that was so white, it reminded her of a princess in a muggle story called Snow White. Except in this case, instead jet black hair, this girl had hair so blond, that it almost looked silver. It ran straight down back, and she had various kinds of braids in her hair. Ginny suddenly felt very small. The blonde casually put her arm on Evanz' shoulder, and the two shared a smile.
Then turning to Ginny, she held out a hand. "Hi, I'm Meridel." Ginny looked up at the smiling face, and returned the gesture, perhaps not as friendly.
"I'm Ginny, nice to meet you."
"Thank you for the work, Miss Weasley. I'm sure you will see plenty more of me and Meridel around the school. You're free to go."
Ginny looked up to see them go, with Evanz arms wrapped around the pretty blonde's waist. She stood there for a few more minutes by her self, trying to digest what had just happened.
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"Meridel, where in the world have you been? I have been worried sick! And did you know that I can't go back to the elf realm?! I forgot to ask Bienes for the portkey, and no matter how many times I tried to apparate, it wouldn't let me!"
Harry was rambling and he knew it, but he seriously would have gone mad if Meridel had not returned that day. What Bienes and Emphis had told him about his and Meridel's role in the prophecie was bothering him really bad. But he wasn't going to let any of it be known to Meridel. She was already having to leave her family and her friends so that she can be at Hogwarts, and there was no reason why he should add any more trouble to her mind.
"Harry, you idiot. You worry too much. I just went back to see my dad, and I gathered some news. I'm not injured, I'm not hurt, and I'm perfectly fine."
She answered in what she hoped to be a healthy and convincing smile. Harry, still not fully convinced grilled her several more times on whether she was positively sure she felt okay, and then let the subject drop.
Little did he know that deep inside, Meridel was crying with agony.
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The mountains of Northern Canada were a sight to see. Lush green forests were visible for miles and miles, with clear brooks running through them. The area was perhaps the only place left that the humans hadn't yet invaded. Nothing disturbed the forest. It was always quiet and peaceful, and the merry chirps of birds could be heard all through the forest. So it was most unusual to the animals that lived there to hear a explosion that shook half of the forest, right down to the roots of the largest tree.
"Emphis, I think we have a problem"
"Ya think so?"
"Well, as we're being surrounded by one hundred and fifty Deatheaters, plus the Dark Lord himself..I think its fair to say that we're in a little bit of trouble"
The two elves, usually neatly groomed and looking elegant, was laying face down on the floor, robes torn, faces smeared in mud, and surrounded by quite a large amount of evil people.
"So, you elves have decided to interfere with my work again. But that is an easy problem to solve.yes very simple. You see, I have with the one of the most powerful weapons in the world, and my fingers are itching to use it on you. However, I am not always unmerciful."
Emphis snorted. Yea, right, the man who killed innocent babies and tried to kill half the world is merciful, NOT.
Voldemort's ugly face screwed in a disgusting smile. "You seem not afraid of me..but not for long. Tell me where Harry Potter is and I will let you live. But deny me and you will be the first victims to my weapon."
"And what is this so called powerful weapon that you are threatening with us? No offenses to you DARK LORD, but we elves are not as easy to scare as you humans."
Though his face and his voice sounded confident, deep down, Bienes was very worried. And he knew that Emphis was feeling the same way too.
Voldemort let out a soft chuckle. Goosebumps ran through everybody at the sound of his voice.
"You want to know my weapon? Very well, I will show you." His bony hand disappeared into his robes, and when his hand was revealed again, he was holding a staff with a crystal ball. Emphis gasped. "No! It can't be! But. no that weapon was destroyed long ago!"
He recognized what Voldemort was holding immediately. The silver snakes that held the crystal ball to the staff, the black sapphire inside the crystal, the upside down crescent moon carved on the black rock, this was the weapon of destruction.
" Acerbus Attonbitus"
He said in a whisper. Bienes looked at him with a confused face.
"Why are you so pale? What is that weapon? Emphis, answer me! Don't look so scared, we're more powerful than any of these villains. We can escape!"
"No, Bienes, you don't understand. We have no chance of escaping. We're doomed." Emphis shook his head slowly.
"So you know my weapon. Good, then you should also know what it is capable of doing. I gave you one more chance to tell me where the Potter boy is. My fingers are itching to kill. So I recommend that you decide quickly."
Voldemort smile was pure evil, and his red reptilian eyes flashed dangerously.
Despite Emphis' efforts to pull him down, Bienes stood up.
"Never you evil git!" Holding out his hand, he yelled the killing curse. Voldemort' smile widened. Instead of ducking or trying to block it, he merely held up his hand, and the Avada Kedavra bounced off.
The look on Bienes' face would have been quite comical, had the situation not been so serious.
"You foolish elves. So that is your answer. Well then, lets see what my weapon can do."
Voldemort pointed the staff right at the sky, and began to mumble words that they could not understand. But they stared in horror as the sky began to turn dark and lighting began to flash everywhere. Everyone froze. The sky flashed with dark lights, and a thunderous crack rang through the whole entire forest. Suddenly, a thick black jet of lighting fell straight from the sky, and hit head-on with the crystal. The deatheaters gasped in shock, and began to back away from their Master. The sapphire in the crystal ball was glowing an unnatural purple and black color.
"It's receiving the energy from that lighting." whispered Emphis.
Unexpectedly, the lighting shrunk, and was sucked back up in the sky. Few more cracks and booms filled the air. Voldemort looked up at the elves, face screwed in a grin, if you can call that.
"One more chance. Give me the information!" Emphis and Bienes looked at each other in the eye, making up a silent decision. Few seconds later, they stood side by side, and in unison they said, "NEVER".
Voldemort pointed the staff at Bienes, and shouted "ACERBUS THUNDER!"
A jet of black thunder shot through it, and collided with the Bienes, right at the heart.
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Ok, the last part might be lil messed up cause my wonderful friend (funnybunny's enemy) who always do my spell checks did not have a chance to do so. Therefore, if you find any spelling mistakes or language mistakes, pleaz forgive me! I am SOO sorry for not updating soon! But I had no idea High school was going to be this hard. I had so much h/w (partially cause I'm in all pre AP classes) I didn't even have time to breath! I kno I kno its not a very good excuse, but that's all I got!
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