DISCLAIMER AS WE ALL KNOW AT THIS POINT. I HAVE NEVER, WILL NEVER, AND AT
NO TIME EVER OWNED THE HARRY POTTER CHARACTERS. JK STRIKES AGAIN!!!! From
your adored, er, adoring writer, The Evil Turtle.
As Elennar had promised Nukpana, it was indeed a large fish banquet. Three foot swordfish lay on the tables in long rows. There was shrimp and sushi, and even lobster, but for those who didn't like fish, there was chicken and dumplings, and some very magic-looking oversized cheeseburgers. She entered the room and sat, waiting for her friends to join her, she began speaking to the nearest person.
Harry, Hermione, and Ron walked into the great hall to find that for the only time in their history for Hogwarts, the tables had already been set, and some diners already dining. Being that the banquet was for an announcement, this made Hermione uneasy.
"Oh dear, you don't think we might be late do you?" She gasped
"No, we're not, we're right on time," Ron said uneasily, revealing that he too was worried.
"Don't worry guys," Harry looked at them as he took his seat next to Nukpana, "We aren't late."
"Nice to see you deer," Draco Malfoy had entered the room and started relentlessly bullying Harry, "I noticed you nearly let your team lose today."
"It was a tryout Malfoy," Harry shot back.
"So I suppose the falcon had nothing to do with it?" His lazy drawl was sliced with blackmail.
"What falcon? I don't know what you're talking about Malfoy." Harry felt the back of his neck begin to burn.
"Hm, y'know, for being a tiger's friend you don't seem to be very brave. Maybe the last three years have take your last bits of bravery, saving so many people is a hard thing to do," Malfoy laughed coldly as a black kitten nearly pranced into the room. "I'll see you later," he murmured quietly to the kitten as he looked straight into Nukpana's eyes, who blushed and looked away. Elennar merely lifted his head a little higher and mewed at the boy.
"Harry, you must tell us what Draco is going on about!" Hermione almost cried, "Why does it seem that he knows something about you that neither Ron or I know. Does it have to do with Arelen?"
"What?" Harry turned bored eyes on her. He hadn't the slightest clue what Hermione was going on about, and didn't really care. He was hungry and just wanted to hear who'd be on the other teams.
"Do you like anyone in our class, Harry," Hermione coaxed.
"Um yes, but what does that have to do with Malfoy?" Harry was starting to think about ways he might be able to break the animagi news to his two best friends. But he just couldn't, it would just cause problems between them all
"Arelen, stupid. Do you like her?" Hermione looked at him bluntly.
"No. We're just friends," Harry kept his calm as Hermione deliberately insulted his intelligence. She didn't do this often, she usually only did it when she was answering a question in class he'd come up blank for.
"Oh," Hermione murmured. Ron started piling his plate high with pieces of swordfish, caviar, and other things. He had been unusually quiet; he was usually the one to press on at Malfoy, not Harry. And he was usually the one who didn't get Hermione's brain. He felt horrible, but began eating.
The ceremony was beginning as Ron moved his plate and laid his head on the table. Dumbledore stood up and immediately was overcome with hoots and hollers from the diners. "Well, seeing as you're all finally here, I guess I shall start the lists of who's on what team." The four teams clanked cups and basically made a ruckus. Dumbledore held up his wand. "Shilenshious" The room went dead silent, "Now, if you'd be so kind to let me finish my speech. Please refrain from any clapping until I end. Thank you. On your Hufflepuff team this year, Cedric Diggory as seeker, Felimy Harper, Brutus Brownlow and Fidelius Nansuk as chasers. Elenwen Krossbow and Jabari Holland will be your beaters, and your keeper will be Jake Graybill. On your Ravenclaw team this year Arelen Belegdil as seeker, Mari Rabble, Rage Bilmore and Charrisse Flarg as chasers, Terrel Drendrotti and Tallulah Cabe are your beaters, and your keeper is Akhtar Imshi. Your Gryffindor team consists of Harry Potter as your seeker, Ronald Weasley, Alicia Spinnet, and Genesa Bear as your chasers," at this Nukpana turned to Harry with a brow raised and mouthed 'why' as Dumbledore went on through the silence, "Fred and George Weasley, your beaters, and your keeper is Nukpana Wathari," both of Nukpana's eyebrows shot up as she whipped around to Dumbledore again, "On your Slythering team are Draco Malfoy as seeker, Pyrena Narwen, Kenny Runako and Manny Chapli are the chasers, your beaters are Sam Holloway and Trisha Ebbs. Oh, and Soluuminos." Immediately the cheering began at a deafening roar.
The feast began and the chatter ebbed slowly to a lower decibel. Draco sauntered over and tapped Nukpana on her shoulder. Hermione and Harry were deep in conversation about the caviar in front of them, their noses nearly touching the table, so they didn't notice when he congratulated her on her new position on the quidditch team.
She smiled and thanked him as Keres, who was seated across the table suddenly piped in, "Draco, don't be so cruel!" She scolded him while Nukpana just blinked at her. His eyes traveled to Keres, he sneered and left the room edged by Crabbe and Goyle. The feast was ending, when Hermione turned to see that Ron had fallen asleep. She poked him, "Earth to Ron, hellooooo Ron," Ron was startled awake. He pulled his head up off the table and looked at her as though she'd poured water on him to stir him.
Hermione laughed at the sight, "Wake up you, the feast is ended and we're all headed towards our common rooms now. On the plus side, we don't have any classes 'till noon tomorrow, Professor Dumbledore announced it just now" she smiled at him.
He tried to smile back but his head felt large, much too large for his body. He wasn't quite sure what Hermione had said, it seemed to slur to his ears. He had the taste of swordfish in his mouth, 'Or is it,' he thought as he licked his lips trying to rid his mouth of the metallic taste. The only thing he knew was that he had to get out of the dinning hall, and fast. He got up and started running. Running between the two benches of tables on either side, running towards the door, shoving random students out of his way. Harry and Hermione watched him as though he'd gone mad. 'I wonder if I'm allergic to fish' he thought momentarily as he blacked out. He collapsed to the floor. His skin had gone completely white as he lay there on his stomach; his eyes flew wide open. The worst part about the whole event was the color that his eyes turned. Harry watched in horror as, starting at the pupils, his best friend's eyes began to go blood red. It branched out as if Harry'd taken a quill to a piece of paper and left it sitting there, as the ink drained out.
Ah, now we know who's on the quidditch teams... though we may need a new Gryffindor chaser, hmmm? We'll see were my mind takes me now!! Annej
As Elennar had promised Nukpana, it was indeed a large fish banquet. Three foot swordfish lay on the tables in long rows. There was shrimp and sushi, and even lobster, but for those who didn't like fish, there was chicken and dumplings, and some very magic-looking oversized cheeseburgers. She entered the room and sat, waiting for her friends to join her, she began speaking to the nearest person.
Harry, Hermione, and Ron walked into the great hall to find that for the only time in their history for Hogwarts, the tables had already been set, and some diners already dining. Being that the banquet was for an announcement, this made Hermione uneasy.
"Oh dear, you don't think we might be late do you?" She gasped
"No, we're not, we're right on time," Ron said uneasily, revealing that he too was worried.
"Don't worry guys," Harry looked at them as he took his seat next to Nukpana, "We aren't late."
"Nice to see you deer," Draco Malfoy had entered the room and started relentlessly bullying Harry, "I noticed you nearly let your team lose today."
"It was a tryout Malfoy," Harry shot back.
"So I suppose the falcon had nothing to do with it?" His lazy drawl was sliced with blackmail.
"What falcon? I don't know what you're talking about Malfoy." Harry felt the back of his neck begin to burn.
"Hm, y'know, for being a tiger's friend you don't seem to be very brave. Maybe the last three years have take your last bits of bravery, saving so many people is a hard thing to do," Malfoy laughed coldly as a black kitten nearly pranced into the room. "I'll see you later," he murmured quietly to the kitten as he looked straight into Nukpana's eyes, who blushed and looked away. Elennar merely lifted his head a little higher and mewed at the boy.
"Harry, you must tell us what Draco is going on about!" Hermione almost cried, "Why does it seem that he knows something about you that neither Ron or I know. Does it have to do with Arelen?"
"What?" Harry turned bored eyes on her. He hadn't the slightest clue what Hermione was going on about, and didn't really care. He was hungry and just wanted to hear who'd be on the other teams.
"Do you like anyone in our class, Harry," Hermione coaxed.
"Um yes, but what does that have to do with Malfoy?" Harry was starting to think about ways he might be able to break the animagi news to his two best friends. But he just couldn't, it would just cause problems between them all
"Arelen, stupid. Do you like her?" Hermione looked at him bluntly.
"No. We're just friends," Harry kept his calm as Hermione deliberately insulted his intelligence. She didn't do this often, she usually only did it when she was answering a question in class he'd come up blank for.
"Oh," Hermione murmured. Ron started piling his plate high with pieces of swordfish, caviar, and other things. He had been unusually quiet; he was usually the one to press on at Malfoy, not Harry. And he was usually the one who didn't get Hermione's brain. He felt horrible, but began eating.
The ceremony was beginning as Ron moved his plate and laid his head on the table. Dumbledore stood up and immediately was overcome with hoots and hollers from the diners. "Well, seeing as you're all finally here, I guess I shall start the lists of who's on what team." The four teams clanked cups and basically made a ruckus. Dumbledore held up his wand. "Shilenshious" The room went dead silent, "Now, if you'd be so kind to let me finish my speech. Please refrain from any clapping until I end. Thank you. On your Hufflepuff team this year, Cedric Diggory as seeker, Felimy Harper, Brutus Brownlow and Fidelius Nansuk as chasers. Elenwen Krossbow and Jabari Holland will be your beaters, and your keeper will be Jake Graybill. On your Ravenclaw team this year Arelen Belegdil as seeker, Mari Rabble, Rage Bilmore and Charrisse Flarg as chasers, Terrel Drendrotti and Tallulah Cabe are your beaters, and your keeper is Akhtar Imshi. Your Gryffindor team consists of Harry Potter as your seeker, Ronald Weasley, Alicia Spinnet, and Genesa Bear as your chasers," at this Nukpana turned to Harry with a brow raised and mouthed 'why' as Dumbledore went on through the silence, "Fred and George Weasley, your beaters, and your keeper is Nukpana Wathari," both of Nukpana's eyebrows shot up as she whipped around to Dumbledore again, "On your Slythering team are Draco Malfoy as seeker, Pyrena Narwen, Kenny Runako and Manny Chapli are the chasers, your beaters are Sam Holloway and Trisha Ebbs. Oh, and Soluuminos." Immediately the cheering began at a deafening roar.
The feast began and the chatter ebbed slowly to a lower decibel. Draco sauntered over and tapped Nukpana on her shoulder. Hermione and Harry were deep in conversation about the caviar in front of them, their noses nearly touching the table, so they didn't notice when he congratulated her on her new position on the quidditch team.
She smiled and thanked him as Keres, who was seated across the table suddenly piped in, "Draco, don't be so cruel!" She scolded him while Nukpana just blinked at her. His eyes traveled to Keres, he sneered and left the room edged by Crabbe and Goyle. The feast was ending, when Hermione turned to see that Ron had fallen asleep. She poked him, "Earth to Ron, hellooooo Ron," Ron was startled awake. He pulled his head up off the table and looked at her as though she'd poured water on him to stir him.
Hermione laughed at the sight, "Wake up you, the feast is ended and we're all headed towards our common rooms now. On the plus side, we don't have any classes 'till noon tomorrow, Professor Dumbledore announced it just now" she smiled at him.
He tried to smile back but his head felt large, much too large for his body. He wasn't quite sure what Hermione had said, it seemed to slur to his ears. He had the taste of swordfish in his mouth, 'Or is it,' he thought as he licked his lips trying to rid his mouth of the metallic taste. The only thing he knew was that he had to get out of the dinning hall, and fast. He got up and started running. Running between the two benches of tables on either side, running towards the door, shoving random students out of his way. Harry and Hermione watched him as though he'd gone mad. 'I wonder if I'm allergic to fish' he thought momentarily as he blacked out. He collapsed to the floor. His skin had gone completely white as he lay there on his stomach; his eyes flew wide open. The worst part about the whole event was the color that his eyes turned. Harry watched in horror as, starting at the pupils, his best friend's eyes began to go blood red. It branched out as if Harry'd taken a quill to a piece of paper and left it sitting there, as the ink drained out.
Ah, now we know who's on the quidditch teams... though we may need a new Gryffindor chaser, hmmm? We'll see were my mind takes me now!! Annej