Star-chan: I'm back! My dad moved the computer to a different room and
then waited forever to hook up the internet, but I am back!
Neko: We're supposed to be happy, right?
Star-chan: * ignoring Neko * I know it's short, but let's get going!
Neko: *dead-panly * I am so thrilled.
Star-chan: Will you ever leave me be?!
Neko: * pauses * Nope, why?
Star-chan: Perfect. Just peachy.
DIACLAIMER:
Star-chan: I don't own Harry Potter.
Neko: What do you own?
Star-chan: Umm. Sarah, Becca, other original characters.. Fifty dollars, set of Harry Potter books, and my Remmy.
~*~
Everything was grand and merry at the Great Hall. The food had improved over the summer, or so Ron said between mouthfuls of whatever he got his hands on. Harry, though, had to agree. After surviving the summer living off of meager meals of vegetables and fruits, the food tasted heavenly.
Harry had just spooned more mashed potatoes onto his plate when the doors opened loudly. A short witch with violet hair rushed up to the professor's table, stopping before Dumbledore.
"So-sorry," she gasped. "Lost-track of-time." The headmaster chuckled and nodded his head.
"Some of the best tend to do that," he commented. Snape just glared at the new arrival in distaste. The woman, whose hair had changed to red, ignored him and sat down in Professor Binns's empty seat and tucking in.
Dumbledore, noticing people's looks, said, "I believe your dinner is cooling." Everyone immediately started up their conversations, not forgetting the strange witch. Many people did manage it when desserts popped up.
All too soon, the desserts faded, and Dumbledore stood to make announcements. "Well, we have reached a new year, as well as start-of-term notices.
"As many people have undoubtly noticed, we have stationed dragons at the entrances of the school. Do not provoke them, or you might be serverly burned." Dumbledore looked at the Slytherins during that piece of information.
"On a brighter note, we have two new professors joining our ranks. Professor Binns has gracefully stepped down from his position-" several older students, including Harry and Ron, sighed with relief and Fred and George cried out "What a shame!" "-and his replacement will be Professor Rebecca Stidhall." The witch who had made her appearance halfway through stood and nodded at the slight applause.
Dumbledore continued, his slight smile growing larger. "Our new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, a notable researcher, is Professor Sarah Schram." Again, Harry clapped politely, wondering how long she'd last, and * why * his new professors seemed so familiar.
"Any student who wishes to join their House Quidditch team, please see Madam Hooch," Dumbledore finished. "Now, off to bed."
The students rose and filed out of the room, anxious to get to their beds. Hermione, who had gained prefect status, stood and said loudly, "First years, follow me!"
The sleepy first years followed the trio to the Gryffindor Tower, Harry, Ron, and Hermione leading them through the trapdoors, tapestries, and the moving steps.
Approaching the Fat Lady's portrait, she said, "Password?"
"Blast-ended Skrewt," Hermione replied calmly, while Rona and Harry repressed shudders at the mention of the horrible creatures. The potrait swung open and the two older boys walked up to their dormitory as Hermione pointed the first-years to their rooms.
~*~
"Sarah? You still awake in there?"
The overly cheerful rudely interrupted the brunette from her space trip. "Sorry," she mumbled, rising from her seat. "I just had a bad feeling."
Becca's eyes turned serious for a moment. "I don't even need to touch Harry to know he's gonna be in danger's way. That's just he's godfather in him," she said. "But this will be a very interesting year."
"More than likely," Sarah agreed, walking to the doors. "Get some sleep. You'll need it. Severus will probably find some way to.bump into you."
The white haired Becca grinned and her characteristic spark in her eye returned. "I certainly hope so!" she squealed evilly.
~*~
Star-chan: I don't even know why this is so short. I guess my good, inspiring muse was scared off by Neko.
Neko: Hardy-har-har.
Star-chan: Anyway, to Evil Willow: See? I got her in this chapter. And, technically, no. Neko was just really acting up and I had to run from the men in white.
Neko: I thought they were really friendly.
Star-chan: You're trying to get me sent to the crazy house, aren't you?
Neko: Yeah. Your point?
Star-chan: Shut up. To Himedono- I hope you have better luck than I did. And, Evil showed me your reviews for Karoeke. I totally agree that Evil is obsessed with too many slimy, evil guys and guys that are mine and guys that are ex-cons.
Neko: Also, the men in white will find you in Canada. Just so you know.
Star-chan: I found out the hard way. 'Til next time!
Neko: We're supposed to be happy, right?
Star-chan: * ignoring Neko * I know it's short, but let's get going!
Neko: *dead-panly * I am so thrilled.
Star-chan: Will you ever leave me be?!
Neko: * pauses * Nope, why?
Star-chan: Perfect. Just peachy.
DIACLAIMER:
Star-chan: I don't own Harry Potter.
Neko: What do you own?
Star-chan: Umm. Sarah, Becca, other original characters.. Fifty dollars, set of Harry Potter books, and my Remmy.
~*~
Everything was grand and merry at the Great Hall. The food had improved over the summer, or so Ron said between mouthfuls of whatever he got his hands on. Harry, though, had to agree. After surviving the summer living off of meager meals of vegetables and fruits, the food tasted heavenly.
Harry had just spooned more mashed potatoes onto his plate when the doors opened loudly. A short witch with violet hair rushed up to the professor's table, stopping before Dumbledore.
"So-sorry," she gasped. "Lost-track of-time." The headmaster chuckled and nodded his head.
"Some of the best tend to do that," he commented. Snape just glared at the new arrival in distaste. The woman, whose hair had changed to red, ignored him and sat down in Professor Binns's empty seat and tucking in.
Dumbledore, noticing people's looks, said, "I believe your dinner is cooling." Everyone immediately started up their conversations, not forgetting the strange witch. Many people did manage it when desserts popped up.
All too soon, the desserts faded, and Dumbledore stood to make announcements. "Well, we have reached a new year, as well as start-of-term notices.
"As many people have undoubtly noticed, we have stationed dragons at the entrances of the school. Do not provoke them, or you might be serverly burned." Dumbledore looked at the Slytherins during that piece of information.
"On a brighter note, we have two new professors joining our ranks. Professor Binns has gracefully stepped down from his position-" several older students, including Harry and Ron, sighed with relief and Fred and George cried out "What a shame!" "-and his replacement will be Professor Rebecca Stidhall." The witch who had made her appearance halfway through stood and nodded at the slight applause.
Dumbledore continued, his slight smile growing larger. "Our new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, a notable researcher, is Professor Sarah Schram." Again, Harry clapped politely, wondering how long she'd last, and * why * his new professors seemed so familiar.
"Any student who wishes to join their House Quidditch team, please see Madam Hooch," Dumbledore finished. "Now, off to bed."
The students rose and filed out of the room, anxious to get to their beds. Hermione, who had gained prefect status, stood and said loudly, "First years, follow me!"
The sleepy first years followed the trio to the Gryffindor Tower, Harry, Ron, and Hermione leading them through the trapdoors, tapestries, and the moving steps.
Approaching the Fat Lady's portrait, she said, "Password?"
"Blast-ended Skrewt," Hermione replied calmly, while Rona and Harry repressed shudders at the mention of the horrible creatures. The potrait swung open and the two older boys walked up to their dormitory as Hermione pointed the first-years to their rooms.
~*~
"Sarah? You still awake in there?"
The overly cheerful rudely interrupted the brunette from her space trip. "Sorry," she mumbled, rising from her seat. "I just had a bad feeling."
Becca's eyes turned serious for a moment. "I don't even need to touch Harry to know he's gonna be in danger's way. That's just he's godfather in him," she said. "But this will be a very interesting year."
"More than likely," Sarah agreed, walking to the doors. "Get some sleep. You'll need it. Severus will probably find some way to.bump into you."
The white haired Becca grinned and her characteristic spark in her eye returned. "I certainly hope so!" she squealed evilly.
~*~
Star-chan: I don't even know why this is so short. I guess my good, inspiring muse was scared off by Neko.
Neko: Hardy-har-har.
Star-chan: Anyway, to Evil Willow: See? I got her in this chapter. And, technically, no. Neko was just really acting up and I had to run from the men in white.
Neko: I thought they were really friendly.
Star-chan: You're trying to get me sent to the crazy house, aren't you?
Neko: Yeah. Your point?
Star-chan: Shut up. To Himedono- I hope you have better luck than I did. And, Evil showed me your reviews for Karoeke. I totally agree that Evil is obsessed with too many slimy, evil guys and guys that are mine and guys that are ex-cons.
Neko: Also, the men in white will find you in Canada. Just so you know.
Star-chan: I found out the hard way. 'Til next time!