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J.K. Rowling!!
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The first few days got on normally, with the exception of rumors about the infamous Riley Riddle spreading like wildfire. You'd think that one girl couldn't change anything at all, such an innocent looking girl at that. But looks can be deceiving and you should know, never judge a book by its cover.
Riley made her appearances in many of Harry's classes. For instance on a cold Tuesday morning, just as the Gryffindors were huddling around together in-groups for Care of Magical Creatures. The Slytherins slowly made their way down the lawn to Hagrid's small stone hut. He could see Riley walking closely with Draco; Harry also noticed the stubborn glare pasted on the pungent face of Pansy Parkinson. A little farther behind a few stray Gryffindors scuttled down the slight incline of the green oceanic grass surrounding everything. He noticed two girls in particular. Isabella (a.k.a. Izzy) and Morgan seemed to be arguing about something but Isabella simply rolled her eyes and looked away, as did Morgan. Her dark eyes met his and for a moment Harry forgot that he was blushing, he couldn't feel his cheeks burning, nor did he hear Ron when he asked what he was staring at. But he did fell Hermione grab his arm and pull him along to the paddock.
Harry unwillingly moved his legs, which felt like steel, secured to the ground with cement. Hagrid told the class to wait patiently as he went and got the 'surprise'. Harry could hear Draco's scoff, saying that it was probably more dumb hippogriffs. Harry gritted his teeth but was delighted at the new sight that met his eyes.
Twenty Pegasus's galloped into view. There was black ones, brown ones, chestnut, gray, blonde, spotted, checked, ones with different color manes and tails. The one that stood out most vibrantly among its colored peers was a pure white one. It was also very tall and seemed to be dominant. Hagrid went off giving their names, strange names they were too, such as Dre (dray) and Dret (drette) apparently pure black twin female Pegasus's. Groups of students Slytherins and Gryffindors alike scampered over the fence, taking turns petting the beautiful creatures. Hagrid had said to treat them with care, just as if they were regular horses. Ron and Hermione found a very pretty orangey chestnut named Apollo and were very content.
Harry watched as everyone found animals to pet and seemed happy. Then he noticed Riley, the strange girl with and even stranger past and stranger more was her question. Harry couldn't help but notice how very skilled she seemed dealing with her Pegasus, which just so happened to be the dominant white one.
Other times were a bit more extraordinary, such as Divination. Riley was in for a treat, well what Trelawney considered a treat. Riley sat at a small round table, accompanied by none other than Isabella Peters, Morgan had gotten bitten by the mugwumps in Herbology (nasty fly-trap like plants, though they craved human flesh not flies). She was ok but Madam Pomfrey was being very persistent. Trelawney crouched in her huge chair making her look even more like and overfed fly. As Trelawney droned on about palmistry, the beginning point of this year, Riley fell into a deep stupor, but was awakened when she heard the teacher speaking to her.
"Give me your hand dear," she said. Riley stuck out her hand. Instead of gasping in terror or looking bored Trelawney gave Riley's hand the weirdest look, she looked.confused. Isabella distinctly heard her mutter "This isn't right? How, how can this, what?" Riley stared intently at her teacher who seemed even more confused than herself.
"W-well it's a bit clouded, as you can see your lifeline, it breaks right here dear, which is usually the sign of when that person dies, but then you see it goes on, which means you died and came back to life, but we all know that can't happen now can it?" Trelawney said trying to be cheerful. Riley paled. Trelawney cleared her throat and continued.
"Your love line, ah dear, three solitary X's. It means you've already lost three very important people in your life, dear, dear almost as depressing as Mr. Potter's." Riley glanced over at Harry who seemed for the first time transfixed on what Trelawney was saying.
"And these lines here they're set in a pattern I have only read about. It's called a rocheterifly sign." Trelawney looked into Riley's emerald eyes. "It means many emotions. Vengeance, deceit, controlling, hate all wrapped into one, not necessarily in your little mind deary, but it means these emotions will always be directed at you, for your entire life, you may be oblivious to them at the moment, but trust me you will learn more about this later in your life." Trelawney took a deep breath and took one more look at Riley's hand before walking back to the front to show the class their assignment. Riley looked at her hand not seeing what Trelawney had seen. Wondering what she'd meant by the three losses, had Riley really already lost three whole people, and never know it? What about the rocheterifly sign? All those emotions, all directed at her? All was revolving around her life? Could Trelawney be right?
Isabella leaned over and whispered, "Don't worry about it; she can't ever predict happy things. Almost every day she predicts Harry Potter's death, don't feel bad." Riley nodded glancing over at Harry again. She knew Izzy's words were meant to be soothing, but it just didn't feel right.
Potions went as usual, Snape's crude remarks towards Harry and the traditional point taking, but one difference was instead of just favoring Malfoy, he favored Riley too, who made a better potion than even Malfoy!
In Charms Riley could make her books stack themselves into a more elaborate castle than even Hermione. Hermione just said "humph!" Even in Transfiguration Riley's rat, when changed to a bird, had elegant tropical feather designs. She was great in everything, but even great students have their flaws, even if not noticeable until it's too late.
The weeks droned on, as slow as a snail. The only exciting thing that happened turned out to just give every single guy an anxiety attack. Dumbledore slowly rose to his feet.
"In an effort cheer you all up; we will be hosting seasonal dances. The first will be this Halloween; couples are not mandatory but are traditional and customary. You will not wear dress robes; costumes are required, thank you."
The hall immediately burst into whispers and giggles. Girls quickly began whispering and pointing. Harry glanced around nervously. He looked at Cho Chang and the spark that seemed so real last year, had gone out. He caught Morgan's eye, she blushed and turned away. Isabella watched Harry for a moment. He turned away his face turning a bright red.
Later in Transfiguration -
Professor McGonagall put them in pairs. They were supposed to be turning the beach ball in front of them into a rug. Harry had been paired with Isabella.
"So uh, Isabella, do you know ho-"
"Izzy, please, and yes I know how to change it," she interrupted him. And they were off trying to change it. Slowly the colors faded into fringes. Harry glanced up and watched Morgan, her long hair falling in her face.
"You know she's crazy about you too?" Isabella had caught him staring.
"Wha?" Isabella faced him.
"She's drop dead in love with you, ask her out," she said before going back to trying to pronounce the spell right. Harry was dumbfounded by Isab- Izzy's bluntness.
"You mean just ask her out, just like that?"
"Yes."
"You're serious?"
"Yes."
"W-where to?"
"The dance, she'd just die if you asked her, mind you she'd be babbling away in my ear while I'm trying to sleep, but it's worth it. Creticul Hugumph!" The beach ball finally changed into a Persian rug before their eyes.
"Yes, now Harry when you ask her just ask her up front don't beat around the bush she just hates that, bye," Izzy said as the bell rang. She gathered her stuff and left quickly, trying to catch up to Morgan. Harry just stood there staring, thinking 'damn she's blunt!'
TBC. Please Review
~RiLeS~
Thanks for my reviews. I still need a beat if anyone is willing. Anyways, on with the story!!
The first few days got on normally, with the exception of rumors about the infamous Riley Riddle spreading like wildfire. You'd think that one girl couldn't change anything at all, such an innocent looking girl at that. But looks can be deceiving and you should know, never judge a book by its cover.
Riley made her appearances in many of Harry's classes. For instance on a cold Tuesday morning, just as the Gryffindors were huddling around together in-groups for Care of Magical Creatures. The Slytherins slowly made their way down the lawn to Hagrid's small stone hut. He could see Riley walking closely with Draco; Harry also noticed the stubborn glare pasted on the pungent face of Pansy Parkinson. A little farther behind a few stray Gryffindors scuttled down the slight incline of the green oceanic grass surrounding everything. He noticed two girls in particular. Isabella (a.k.a. Izzy) and Morgan seemed to be arguing about something but Isabella simply rolled her eyes and looked away, as did Morgan. Her dark eyes met his and for a moment Harry forgot that he was blushing, he couldn't feel his cheeks burning, nor did he hear Ron when he asked what he was staring at. But he did fell Hermione grab his arm and pull him along to the paddock.
Harry unwillingly moved his legs, which felt like steel, secured to the ground with cement. Hagrid told the class to wait patiently as he went and got the 'surprise'. Harry could hear Draco's scoff, saying that it was probably more dumb hippogriffs. Harry gritted his teeth but was delighted at the new sight that met his eyes.
Twenty Pegasus's galloped into view. There was black ones, brown ones, chestnut, gray, blonde, spotted, checked, ones with different color manes and tails. The one that stood out most vibrantly among its colored peers was a pure white one. It was also very tall and seemed to be dominant. Hagrid went off giving their names, strange names they were too, such as Dre (dray) and Dret (drette) apparently pure black twin female Pegasus's. Groups of students Slytherins and Gryffindors alike scampered over the fence, taking turns petting the beautiful creatures. Hagrid had said to treat them with care, just as if they were regular horses. Ron and Hermione found a very pretty orangey chestnut named Apollo and were very content.
Harry watched as everyone found animals to pet and seemed happy. Then he noticed Riley, the strange girl with and even stranger past and stranger more was her question. Harry couldn't help but notice how very skilled she seemed dealing with her Pegasus, which just so happened to be the dominant white one.
Other times were a bit more extraordinary, such as Divination. Riley was in for a treat, well what Trelawney considered a treat. Riley sat at a small round table, accompanied by none other than Isabella Peters, Morgan had gotten bitten by the mugwumps in Herbology (nasty fly-trap like plants, though they craved human flesh not flies). She was ok but Madam Pomfrey was being very persistent. Trelawney crouched in her huge chair making her look even more like and overfed fly. As Trelawney droned on about palmistry, the beginning point of this year, Riley fell into a deep stupor, but was awakened when she heard the teacher speaking to her.
"Give me your hand dear," she said. Riley stuck out her hand. Instead of gasping in terror or looking bored Trelawney gave Riley's hand the weirdest look, she looked.confused. Isabella distinctly heard her mutter "This isn't right? How, how can this, what?" Riley stared intently at her teacher who seemed even more confused than herself.
"W-well it's a bit clouded, as you can see your lifeline, it breaks right here dear, which is usually the sign of when that person dies, but then you see it goes on, which means you died and came back to life, but we all know that can't happen now can it?" Trelawney said trying to be cheerful. Riley paled. Trelawney cleared her throat and continued.
"Your love line, ah dear, three solitary X's. It means you've already lost three very important people in your life, dear, dear almost as depressing as Mr. Potter's." Riley glanced over at Harry who seemed for the first time transfixed on what Trelawney was saying.
"And these lines here they're set in a pattern I have only read about. It's called a rocheterifly sign." Trelawney looked into Riley's emerald eyes. "It means many emotions. Vengeance, deceit, controlling, hate all wrapped into one, not necessarily in your little mind deary, but it means these emotions will always be directed at you, for your entire life, you may be oblivious to them at the moment, but trust me you will learn more about this later in your life." Trelawney took a deep breath and took one more look at Riley's hand before walking back to the front to show the class their assignment. Riley looked at her hand not seeing what Trelawney had seen. Wondering what she'd meant by the three losses, had Riley really already lost three whole people, and never know it? What about the rocheterifly sign? All those emotions, all directed at her? All was revolving around her life? Could Trelawney be right?
Isabella leaned over and whispered, "Don't worry about it; she can't ever predict happy things. Almost every day she predicts Harry Potter's death, don't feel bad." Riley nodded glancing over at Harry again. She knew Izzy's words were meant to be soothing, but it just didn't feel right.
Potions went as usual, Snape's crude remarks towards Harry and the traditional point taking, but one difference was instead of just favoring Malfoy, he favored Riley too, who made a better potion than even Malfoy!
In Charms Riley could make her books stack themselves into a more elaborate castle than even Hermione. Hermione just said "humph!" Even in Transfiguration Riley's rat, when changed to a bird, had elegant tropical feather designs. She was great in everything, but even great students have their flaws, even if not noticeable until it's too late.
The weeks droned on, as slow as a snail. The only exciting thing that happened turned out to just give every single guy an anxiety attack. Dumbledore slowly rose to his feet.
"In an effort cheer you all up; we will be hosting seasonal dances. The first will be this Halloween; couples are not mandatory but are traditional and customary. You will not wear dress robes; costumes are required, thank you."
The hall immediately burst into whispers and giggles. Girls quickly began whispering and pointing. Harry glanced around nervously. He looked at Cho Chang and the spark that seemed so real last year, had gone out. He caught Morgan's eye, she blushed and turned away. Isabella watched Harry for a moment. He turned away his face turning a bright red.
Later in Transfiguration -
Professor McGonagall put them in pairs. They were supposed to be turning the beach ball in front of them into a rug. Harry had been paired with Isabella.
"So uh, Isabella, do you know ho-"
"Izzy, please, and yes I know how to change it," she interrupted him. And they were off trying to change it. Slowly the colors faded into fringes. Harry glanced up and watched Morgan, her long hair falling in her face.
"You know she's crazy about you too?" Isabella had caught him staring.
"Wha?" Isabella faced him.
"She's drop dead in love with you, ask her out," she said before going back to trying to pronounce the spell right. Harry was dumbfounded by Isab- Izzy's bluntness.
"You mean just ask her out, just like that?"
"Yes."
"You're serious?"
"Yes."
"W-where to?"
"The dance, she'd just die if you asked her, mind you she'd be babbling away in my ear while I'm trying to sleep, but it's worth it. Creticul Hugumph!" The beach ball finally changed into a Persian rug before their eyes.
"Yes, now Harry when you ask her just ask her up front don't beat around the bush she just hates that, bye," Izzy said as the bell rang. She gathered her stuff and left quickly, trying to catch up to Morgan. Harry just stood there staring, thinking 'damn she's blunt!'
TBC. Please Review
~RiLeS~