Okay people, this is the sequel to Harry Potter & Gratium Puto. You might
want to read that first.
Some of this book needs to be in French. But since my French needs touching up and I'm not sure how many people out there can read and understand French so when you see this ~* it means I'm talking in French. And as soon as someone teaches me how to do italics and make it show up on Fanfiction I'll do it in that.
The New Me
Chapter One
Finding Home
Devan Xaiver walked out of his school. He saw a strange figure in the sky. As he looked he noticed it was someone flying a, wait, a broom? Didn't that person know it was illegal to fly brooms in broad daylight in France? Just then he noticed the boy was coming closer, except the broom was still in the sky!
~* Oh great! ~* he said aloud. ~* Wingardium Leviosa! ~* It slowed the boy down, but not enough. The boy landed in a heap on the ground. Devan winced and pointed his wand at the boys broom ~* Accio! ~* he said and the broom flew towards him. He saw that it had a trunk attached to it. ~* Odd ~* he said and walked over to the boy. He had brown hair and waterfall blue eyes that were weakly shutting.
Suddenly the boy weakly spoke, ~* Do you have Qu-Quidditch? ~*
Devan smiled ~* And Quodpot. ~*
The boy smiled before fading into unconsciousness.
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Harry/Damien flew through the air on his feet. He was heading towards a large building. Damien {From now on when I write Damien I will be referring to Harry} just prayed it was a wizard school. He faintly noticed a symbol on the building. 'Good' he thought weakly, 'Beaxabatons,' and flew over to it. He suddenly felt really weak in his knees. Before he could sit down, his knees buckled and he tumbled downwards from his 50 ft. height. He felt a person put a spell on him, but it had little effect. Damien landed in a heap on the ground. By the time the boy that tried to help him was over, he was certain their wasn't any injury, except exhaustion. He wearily looked up and asked, in French, thanks to his spell, ~* Do you have Quidditch? ~*
The boy answered, ~* And Quodpot. ~*
Damien smiled before fainting.
Meanwhile. . . * * *
Back at Hogwarts, the students were just starting to awaken. Ron and Hermione raced down to the Hospital Wing, the rest of, well, the school behind them. None of the Gryffindors had noticed the walls of their common rooms that morning. When they got there, Professors McGonagall, Snape, Flitwick, Dumbledore, and Sprout were standing in front of the door. The school,(Except the Slytherins, of course) could hear Madam Pomfrey talking to the professors.
"- and he was here sleeping last night, and now he, his wand, and his glasses are missing!"
Ron and Hermione and the rest of the Gryffindors raced back to their common room to see if he was there, but as soon as they entered the common room they noticed something the hadn't noticed before.
"Wow! Look at the writing on the walls!"
Hermione walked into the room. She heard a crunch from under her foot. She looked down, and shattered at her foot were. . .
"His glasses. . ."
Hermione ran off crying.
* * *
Damien sat in Devan Xaiver's family room. He had been rested up and was now ready for the new school year. But since he wouldn't be finishing his school year at Beaxabatons, he had a long time to wait. He had come along well with Devan and they were now great friends. Devan's parents were very nice also, and welcomed Damien gratefully into their home. Damien now felt he had found a home.
* * *
"What you have done is extremely unexceptable. Abusing a student for no apparent reason. I would have thought better of most-," he glanced at the Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Gryffindor tables before continuing "-of you, and am starting to think that Slytherin is the kindest house. Never have I heard of a Slytherin, let alone any student, abuse a fellow housemate unless it's harmless fun. So all of this school, with no exceptions, will be suspended from Hogsmeade, and will be alerting the shopkeepers to keep and eye out for you." His eyes narrowed at the sight of the Weasley twins. "Also, the Quidditch Cup will be taken away for the time period of next year, as well as any other after school activities. Common Rooms will be only for studying, not talking. A suit of armor will be stationed in each common room to make sure there is no talking among the 2nd through 3rd years next years. The first years will be able to talk freely and we will be starting a Quidditch league for them, the next-year first years, that is." The now first years' faces fell. "And if anyone is thinking 'All I did was know what was going on, I didn't do anything wrong!' yes, you did. You knew it was going on and didn't tell anyone. So as of next year, Quidditch season will be canceled, the new first years will have one, there will be no talking in the common rooms. And seventh years-," he said, seeing their faces, "You will be finding out what Azkaban is like for one day. That is all."
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Well. That's over with. And for the disclaimer: NMOY {Not Mine Or Yours} that is in effect for everything except: most Beaxabaton students {including Devan and Deborah}, Mr. and Mrs. Xaiver, and anything else unrecognizable.
Reviewers for the last chapter of Gratium Puto:
Queen Tessandrilene Wendracon: Well they were under the impression that Harry had killed Cedric.
Amanda: ;-}
: Hurring.
Pip: Erm. . . A little. And thanks very much!!!
Littleginblossom: Okay. . . Okay. . . Sequel, full speed ahead!!!
Gabriella: Almost! But Madam Pomfrey saved it! thanks!
ZeonReborn: Sequel UP!!!;-}
Lady FoxFire: Nope!! And how could I make Harry a fool? Impossible!! ;-}
Review. . .
Some of this book needs to be in French. But since my French needs touching up and I'm not sure how many people out there can read and understand French so when you see this ~* it means I'm talking in French. And as soon as someone teaches me how to do italics and make it show up on Fanfiction I'll do it in that.
The New Me
Chapter One
Finding Home
Devan Xaiver walked out of his school. He saw a strange figure in the sky. As he looked he noticed it was someone flying a, wait, a broom? Didn't that person know it was illegal to fly brooms in broad daylight in France? Just then he noticed the boy was coming closer, except the broom was still in the sky!
~* Oh great! ~* he said aloud. ~* Wingardium Leviosa! ~* It slowed the boy down, but not enough. The boy landed in a heap on the ground. Devan winced and pointed his wand at the boys broom ~* Accio! ~* he said and the broom flew towards him. He saw that it had a trunk attached to it. ~* Odd ~* he said and walked over to the boy. He had brown hair and waterfall blue eyes that were weakly shutting.
Suddenly the boy weakly spoke, ~* Do you have Qu-Quidditch? ~*
Devan smiled ~* And Quodpot. ~*
The boy smiled before fading into unconsciousness.
**************************************************************************** *********
Harry/Damien flew through the air on his feet. He was heading towards a large building. Damien {From now on when I write Damien I will be referring to Harry} just prayed it was a wizard school. He faintly noticed a symbol on the building. 'Good' he thought weakly, 'Beaxabatons,' and flew over to it. He suddenly felt really weak in his knees. Before he could sit down, his knees buckled and he tumbled downwards from his 50 ft. height. He felt a person put a spell on him, but it had little effect. Damien landed in a heap on the ground. By the time the boy that tried to help him was over, he was certain their wasn't any injury, except exhaustion. He wearily looked up and asked, in French, thanks to his spell, ~* Do you have Quidditch? ~*
The boy answered, ~* And Quodpot. ~*
Damien smiled before fainting.
Meanwhile. . . * * *
Back at Hogwarts, the students were just starting to awaken. Ron and Hermione raced down to the Hospital Wing, the rest of, well, the school behind them. None of the Gryffindors had noticed the walls of their common rooms that morning. When they got there, Professors McGonagall, Snape, Flitwick, Dumbledore, and Sprout were standing in front of the door. The school,(Except the Slytherins, of course) could hear Madam Pomfrey talking to the professors.
"- and he was here sleeping last night, and now he, his wand, and his glasses are missing!"
Ron and Hermione and the rest of the Gryffindors raced back to their common room to see if he was there, but as soon as they entered the common room they noticed something the hadn't noticed before.
"Wow! Look at the writing on the walls!"
Hermione walked into the room. She heard a crunch from under her foot. She looked down, and shattered at her foot were. . .
"His glasses. . ."
Hermione ran off crying.
* * *
Damien sat in Devan Xaiver's family room. He had been rested up and was now ready for the new school year. But since he wouldn't be finishing his school year at Beaxabatons, he had a long time to wait. He had come along well with Devan and they were now great friends. Devan's parents were very nice also, and welcomed Damien gratefully into their home. Damien now felt he had found a home.
* * *
"What you have done is extremely unexceptable. Abusing a student for no apparent reason. I would have thought better of most-," he glanced at the Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Gryffindor tables before continuing "-of you, and am starting to think that Slytherin is the kindest house. Never have I heard of a Slytherin, let alone any student, abuse a fellow housemate unless it's harmless fun. So all of this school, with no exceptions, will be suspended from Hogsmeade, and will be alerting the shopkeepers to keep and eye out for you." His eyes narrowed at the sight of the Weasley twins. "Also, the Quidditch Cup will be taken away for the time period of next year, as well as any other after school activities. Common Rooms will be only for studying, not talking. A suit of armor will be stationed in each common room to make sure there is no talking among the 2nd through 3rd years next years. The first years will be able to talk freely and we will be starting a Quidditch league for them, the next-year first years, that is." The now first years' faces fell. "And if anyone is thinking 'All I did was know what was going on, I didn't do anything wrong!' yes, you did. You knew it was going on and didn't tell anyone. So as of next year, Quidditch season will be canceled, the new first years will have one, there will be no talking in the common rooms. And seventh years-," he said, seeing their faces, "You will be finding out what Azkaban is like for one day. That is all."
**************************************************************************** *********
Well. That's over with. And for the disclaimer: NMOY {Not Mine Or Yours} that is in effect for everything except: most Beaxabaton students {including Devan and Deborah}, Mr. and Mrs. Xaiver, and anything else unrecognizable.
Reviewers for the last chapter of Gratium Puto:
Queen Tessandrilene Wendracon: Well they were under the impression that Harry had killed Cedric.
Amanda: ;-}
: Hurring.
Pip: Erm. . . A little. And thanks very much!!!
Littleginblossom: Okay. . . Okay. . . Sequel, full speed ahead!!!
Gabriella: Almost! But Madam Pomfrey saved it! thanks!
ZeonReborn: Sequel UP!!!;-}
Lady FoxFire: Nope!! And how could I make Harry a fool? Impossible!! ;-}
Review. . .