A/N I'm so sorry for not updating. I have had the WORST writers block. I
think I'm getting over it though.
Enchanting Charmed-School food? *shudder* Leigh-HOPEFULLY this will be a long fic.
Chapter III: I Put a Spell On You
"All rite then, Ron, Harry dear, you go first," said Mrs. Weasley.
Ron and Harry walked to the barrier between platforms nine and ten and casually leaned against the wall. Or they would have if they hadn't fallen through on their asses.
"That was graceful."
"Hermione. Hi."
~*~
Some time later, after visiting all of his friends, Harry found himself alone in a compartment near the back with Hermione and Ron, who was explaining to Hermione what exactly happened to Voldemort. Hermione was politely listening, even though she had already read the events, as they actually were.
"I'm going to go take a walk you guys. I'll be back later," Harry said as he got up and walked to the door. He waited a second for someone to answer but when nobody did he walked out.
Harry decided that since he was already at the back of the train that it was probably better to walk towards the front. After a few min of walking without much thought of what was going on he was interrupted.
"Hey Potty watch where you're going."
"Sod off Malfoy," Harry said almost without thinking.
"What did you say Potter? I couldn't hear you over your poor mothers screams."
Harry spun around and pulled out his wand. "Never speak about my mother," Harry said darkly.
Draco seamed to shrink away some as he realized that before he could get to his wand Harry could curse him. Harry, taking this as a sign of surrender, put away his wand and began to walk away, but before he could get more than a couple of feet away he heard Draco draw his wand and say an incantation. Before he knew it his world was black.
~*~
Harry came to in the Hospital wing of Hogwarts. He woke up so suddenly that he was sure someone had had a hand in it. "Ughn what happened?"
"We were hoping you could tell us Mr. Potter."
"How should I know? I was just walking along and then I was here."
"Try to remember Harry. We need to know," Professor McGonagle said in a low, peaceful voice.
"I decided to take a walk around the train. After a few minutes Malfoy stopped me He made some comment about my mother." At this point Harry had to calm himself down so that he didn't say something he would regret. After a minute he started again. "I pulled my wand out and told Malfoy to sod off." Professor McGonagle's mouth tightened into a thin line at those words, but she said nothing. "He didn't look like he was going to do anything else so I put my wand back in my robe and turned around. MALFOY! That's what happened. Malfoy cursed me! I know it. I remember hearing him say something."
"Very well Mr. Potter. You may go to your dorm room now."
"I missed the sorting again."
"Yes Mr. Potter. You do seam to have a knack for that don't you?"
"And I wish I didn't."
~*~
"HARRY!" Ron and Hermione pounced on Harry as soon as he opened the portrait. "Where were you? We were so worried."
"Malfoy cursed me on the train. I just got out of the hospital wing."
"That evil bastard," said Ron. He then continued to rant about Malfoys in general and what he would like to do to them.
"I'm tired I think I'm going to bed now," Harry said to avoid any more unwanted attention.
Hermione stopped trying to perform her own spells to make sure Harry was ok just long enough to answer him. "Dumbledore left a message for you. We all head about it at the feast but I think you better read what he wrote tonight. It will be important for tomorrow."
"Where is it?"
"It should be on your bed, or next to it. He just said he was leaving it in the dorm."
"Fine."
Harry went up to the dorms, which now read '6th Years' and went in. After looking around for a few minutes Harry finally found his letter under his family photo album and, sitting down on his bed, began reading.
Dear Mr. Potter,
Welcome to your sixth year. I hope you are feeling better
after your stay in the Hospital Wing. It does seam that you have
a knack for missing the yearly sorting, but I can tell you that
there are several new Gryfandors and I'm sure that they will
live up to your house's standards.
Over my stint as headmaster I have seen the effects of our
house system on this institution, and I am sorry to say that it
may very well be tearing us apart instead of unifying us. So I
have decided that this year there will be some changes. The
houses as you know them are still in tact, but the dorms have
changed. You will no longer be staying with your fellow
Gryfandors. Instead you will be housed with one person from
another house. Who it is will be announced tomorrow at dinner.
Classes will begin the following day. You will share a one room
flat with this person and a lavatory with two other rooms. Each
floor of the new dorms will have a common room. You are welcome
to visit whichever one you want. The same rules will apply there
as in your current common room with the addition of a few rules
to be given to you at dinner tomorrow. One rule that I would
stress is that you are NOT allowed to enter any dorm besides
your own after 9 P.M. except in the case of an emergency. Your
roommate may or may not be male, but will be of your year and
not of your house. If there are reports of misconduct among you
and your roommate or suitemates you will not be moved. However
if problems persist there will be repercussions that even I do
not know of yet. If there are reports of sexual harassment or
attempted rape the guilty party or parties will be expelled, and
possible punished by the Ministry of Magic.
Also there will be a new pen palling system in effect this
year and, if it works well, in following years. Each person will
be assigned a pen pall from another house and will be required
to write to them at least once a week, but of course writing to
them more than that will be encouraged. You will not be told the
identity of your pen pall until Christmas, and you are not
allowed to give out your identity to them. Your pen pall's
number, which you will use put on the outside of all your
letters the them, will be given to you tomorrow. The number will
be removed before the letter is delivered, nothing other parts
of the letters will be viewed by any person other than the
intended recipient.
There have been two new teaching appointments this year.
Your new Defense Against The Dark Arts Professor is Wildk Iller
and a new assistant charms teacher will be introduced to you at
a later time. You may or may not recognize him/her.
Tomorrow you will receive more information. Sleep well.
Professor Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorcerer, Chief Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confederation of Wizards.)
Harry finished the letter finding that he had more questions than answers, but he was too tired to care that the moment. Harry quickly put on pajamas and went to the lavatory to clean up. After which he went to bed, and was immediately cast into the darkness of sleep.
Enchanting Charmed-School food? *shudder* Leigh-HOPEFULLY this will be a long fic.
Chapter III: I Put a Spell On You
"All rite then, Ron, Harry dear, you go first," said Mrs. Weasley.
Ron and Harry walked to the barrier between platforms nine and ten and casually leaned against the wall. Or they would have if they hadn't fallen through on their asses.
"That was graceful."
"Hermione. Hi."
~*~
Some time later, after visiting all of his friends, Harry found himself alone in a compartment near the back with Hermione and Ron, who was explaining to Hermione what exactly happened to Voldemort. Hermione was politely listening, even though she had already read the events, as they actually were.
"I'm going to go take a walk you guys. I'll be back later," Harry said as he got up and walked to the door. He waited a second for someone to answer but when nobody did he walked out.
Harry decided that since he was already at the back of the train that it was probably better to walk towards the front. After a few min of walking without much thought of what was going on he was interrupted.
"Hey Potty watch where you're going."
"Sod off Malfoy," Harry said almost without thinking.
"What did you say Potter? I couldn't hear you over your poor mothers screams."
Harry spun around and pulled out his wand. "Never speak about my mother," Harry said darkly.
Draco seamed to shrink away some as he realized that before he could get to his wand Harry could curse him. Harry, taking this as a sign of surrender, put away his wand and began to walk away, but before he could get more than a couple of feet away he heard Draco draw his wand and say an incantation. Before he knew it his world was black.
~*~
Harry came to in the Hospital wing of Hogwarts. He woke up so suddenly that he was sure someone had had a hand in it. "Ughn what happened?"
"We were hoping you could tell us Mr. Potter."
"How should I know? I was just walking along and then I was here."
"Try to remember Harry. We need to know," Professor McGonagle said in a low, peaceful voice.
"I decided to take a walk around the train. After a few minutes Malfoy stopped me He made some comment about my mother." At this point Harry had to calm himself down so that he didn't say something he would regret. After a minute he started again. "I pulled my wand out and told Malfoy to sod off." Professor McGonagle's mouth tightened into a thin line at those words, but she said nothing. "He didn't look like he was going to do anything else so I put my wand back in my robe and turned around. MALFOY! That's what happened. Malfoy cursed me! I know it. I remember hearing him say something."
"Very well Mr. Potter. You may go to your dorm room now."
"I missed the sorting again."
"Yes Mr. Potter. You do seam to have a knack for that don't you?"
"And I wish I didn't."
~*~
"HARRY!" Ron and Hermione pounced on Harry as soon as he opened the portrait. "Where were you? We were so worried."
"Malfoy cursed me on the train. I just got out of the hospital wing."
"That evil bastard," said Ron. He then continued to rant about Malfoys in general and what he would like to do to them.
"I'm tired I think I'm going to bed now," Harry said to avoid any more unwanted attention.
Hermione stopped trying to perform her own spells to make sure Harry was ok just long enough to answer him. "Dumbledore left a message for you. We all head about it at the feast but I think you better read what he wrote tonight. It will be important for tomorrow."
"Where is it?"
"It should be on your bed, or next to it. He just said he was leaving it in the dorm."
"Fine."
Harry went up to the dorms, which now read '6th Years' and went in. After looking around for a few minutes Harry finally found his letter under his family photo album and, sitting down on his bed, began reading.
Dear Mr. Potter,
Welcome to your sixth year. I hope you are feeling better
after your stay in the Hospital Wing. It does seam that you have
a knack for missing the yearly sorting, but I can tell you that
there are several new Gryfandors and I'm sure that they will
live up to your house's standards.
Over my stint as headmaster I have seen the effects of our
house system on this institution, and I am sorry to say that it
may very well be tearing us apart instead of unifying us. So I
have decided that this year there will be some changes. The
houses as you know them are still in tact, but the dorms have
changed. You will no longer be staying with your fellow
Gryfandors. Instead you will be housed with one person from
another house. Who it is will be announced tomorrow at dinner.
Classes will begin the following day. You will share a one room
flat with this person and a lavatory with two other rooms. Each
floor of the new dorms will have a common room. You are welcome
to visit whichever one you want. The same rules will apply there
as in your current common room with the addition of a few rules
to be given to you at dinner tomorrow. One rule that I would
stress is that you are NOT allowed to enter any dorm besides
your own after 9 P.M. except in the case of an emergency. Your
roommate may or may not be male, but will be of your year and
not of your house. If there are reports of misconduct among you
and your roommate or suitemates you will not be moved. However
if problems persist there will be repercussions that even I do
not know of yet. If there are reports of sexual harassment or
attempted rape the guilty party or parties will be expelled, and
possible punished by the Ministry of Magic.
Also there will be a new pen palling system in effect this
year and, if it works well, in following years. Each person will
be assigned a pen pall from another house and will be required
to write to them at least once a week, but of course writing to
them more than that will be encouraged. You will not be told the
identity of your pen pall until Christmas, and you are not
allowed to give out your identity to them. Your pen pall's
number, which you will use put on the outside of all your
letters the them, will be given to you tomorrow. The number will
be removed before the letter is delivered, nothing other parts
of the letters will be viewed by any person other than the
intended recipient.
There have been two new teaching appointments this year.
Your new Defense Against The Dark Arts Professor is Wildk Iller
and a new assistant charms teacher will be introduced to you at
a later time. You may or may not recognize him/her.
Tomorrow you will receive more information. Sleep well.
Professor Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorcerer, Chief Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confederation of Wizards.)
Harry finished the letter finding that he had more questions than answers, but he was too tired to care that the moment. Harry quickly put on pajamas and went to the lavatory to clean up. After which he went to bed, and was immediately cast into the darkness of sleep.