Here we are chapter 4. The reviews have been slowing down. That makes me sad.
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Walker and Lycanan stepped off of the train and were immediately assaulted by the heavy rainfall. It fell in great sheets and thundered against the cobblestones of Hogsmeade train station. It stung against their bare cheeks and hands. Walker turned to Lycanan.
-Bollocks, its raining hard!
John nodded back to them and they both flipped the hoods on their robes up. They slowly walked through the panicking first and second years und walked up to carriages. They both stopped to pet one of the Thestrels as it snorted at them. Walker flung open the door to see two third years talking to each other. John growled at them.
-Shove off ya wankers!
-We were here first! You cant take it from us!
-Sixth year privileges, go find another one, or we will curse you out!
The smaller students grudgingly hopped out and hurried back while they both stepped in. They quickly shook the water off as the carriage pulled foreword.
-Gonna be a cold winter this year I expect.
-Yah, early to I wager, will probably affect the Quiditch season.
-Not that we care, we never are on the teams.
-To true Walker, to true.
The carriages pulled past the gates and up in front of the castle. The both stepped out as large hunks of hail began to fall. They shoved their hands into their robes and hunched over, walking up the gate. Walker turned to John.
-This shite is totally bone.
-McGonagall might here you mate.
-Bollocks to her then.
They stepped into the castle as Peeves started dropping buckets of water down. Girls shrieked and boys made rude finger gestures, or said something equivalent to the poltergeist, while John and Walker walked into the great hall, and took their place at the far end of the table, sweeping the hoods from their heads. They sat patiently, waiting for the remainder of the students to file in. Malfoy walked past them, and sneered at him, despite the fact that his hair was messed up from the water washing the gel from his hair, and the fairly large bruise on his forehead. Pansy walked with her hips swinging and her chest thrust foreword, the water plastering the shirt to her form showed that she had disdained a bra on this day. Crabbe and Goyle cracked their knuckles as they passed. John and Walker both snorted disdainfully at them then said rather loudly across the table to Walker.
-Pansy has no shame, walking about with her chest thrust foreword, leaving so little to the imagination.
-Well, they are new this summer, she will calm down after she gets used to having them.
Pansy threw Walker a dirty look, and he blew her a kiss. Her eyes narrowed and she began to ignore them by asking Draco how his summer went. They laughed and talked about what sheep farming was like, and called out an occasional taunt to the passing Slytherins. Professor McGonagall walked out carrying the stool and sorting hat. Unlike everyone else, they cared little for who was sorted where, so they continued their conversation. After everyone was sorted, Professor McGonagall sat down and Dumbledore rose and raised his hands. They quieted quickly.
-I would like to welcome our new students, and welcome back our old ones. Mr. Filch as extended his list to include new items which are banned from the school. It can be found on his office door. I would remind students that the forbidden forest is exactly that, forbidden. We also have a new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, but he seems to be running late…
As if to punctuate his statement, the doors to the great hall banged open and a tall dark figure strode into the hall, walking between the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw tables. He was pale, with piercing ice blue eyes, and long dark hair that was tied into a pony tail. He was wearing a great black cloak that trailed across the ground as he walked. In his left hand he carried a long black scepter. It split into for blade like protrusions at the top, and in the center floating was a spherical black stone, with a red flaw in the middle, that seemed to blink like an eye as he walked.
-Ah, here he is! Greetings Master Fernao.
Dumbledore bowed deeply to him, witch set forth a torrid of whispers around the hall. Never had Dumbledore shown such respect for a person as to bow to them. Fernao bowed back.
-Greetings Master Dumbledore. Please excuse my tardiness. The weather held me up.
-Think nothing of it. Master Fernao has agreed to teach here for a year at least. You will not address him as Professor or sir, only as Master Fernao. Now that we have that cleared away, tuck in!
Food appeared across the table, and Walker wasted no time in shoveling food onto his plate. He was cold, and hungry. Lycanan joined in and they soon were both digging into the food. As Walker swallowed a piece of bread he heard a sneering voice from down the table.
-Hey Walker, you look like you haven't had a decent meal in a week. Whats wrong, the mice getting to smart for you?
Walker wiped his mouth with a cloth napkin by his plate and turned to look down at Malfoy.
-No Malfoy, you mother gave me a bit of breakfast before you where up. I am just trying to get rid of her taste.
Malfoy flushed and his eyes narrowed to slits.
-You will pay for that you will!
-No, I wont.
He then turned and went back to eating. Malfoy steamed down the table as Pansy tried to calm him.
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-You will be given your class schedules tomorrow. Now go and change out of those robes before you catch your death of cold.
The great hall filled with voices as the students slowly stood up and walked to their common rooms. Walker and John quickly hurried down to the dungeons and stood outside the door, waiting for one of the prefects to come down and open the door for them. One of the Seventh year prefects came down and gave them the password, so they entered and walked up to their rooms. They both grabbed out their wands and muttered a spell that caused their robes and clothing to dry and fluff out. Lycanan begin to unload his trunk, and Walker pointed his wand at his duffel, and all of his things begin to float out and grow bigger and put themselves away.
-What do you think of the new dada teacher?
-Kinda freaky. Whats with the scepter?
-Who knows, maybe we will find out. Care for a game of chess?
-Sure, don't want to go to sleep before Malfoy anyways.
-That's probably wise, what if he gets an urge and decides that Pansy is to far away.
They both laughed and unloaded their Chess sets.
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Walker and Lycanan stepped off of the train and were immediately assaulted by the heavy rainfall. It fell in great sheets and thundered against the cobblestones of Hogsmeade train station. It stung against their bare cheeks and hands. Walker turned to Lycanan.
-Bollocks, its raining hard!
John nodded back to them and they both flipped the hoods on their robes up. They slowly walked through the panicking first and second years und walked up to carriages. They both stopped to pet one of the Thestrels as it snorted at them. Walker flung open the door to see two third years talking to each other. John growled at them.
-Shove off ya wankers!
-We were here first! You cant take it from us!
-Sixth year privileges, go find another one, or we will curse you out!
The smaller students grudgingly hopped out and hurried back while they both stepped in. They quickly shook the water off as the carriage pulled foreword.
-Gonna be a cold winter this year I expect.
-Yah, early to I wager, will probably affect the Quiditch season.
-Not that we care, we never are on the teams.
-To true Walker, to true.
The carriages pulled past the gates and up in front of the castle. The both stepped out as large hunks of hail began to fall. They shoved their hands into their robes and hunched over, walking up the gate. Walker turned to John.
-This shite is totally bone.
-McGonagall might here you mate.
-Bollocks to her then.
They stepped into the castle as Peeves started dropping buckets of water down. Girls shrieked and boys made rude finger gestures, or said something equivalent to the poltergeist, while John and Walker walked into the great hall, and took their place at the far end of the table, sweeping the hoods from their heads. They sat patiently, waiting for the remainder of the students to file in. Malfoy walked past them, and sneered at him, despite the fact that his hair was messed up from the water washing the gel from his hair, and the fairly large bruise on his forehead. Pansy walked with her hips swinging and her chest thrust foreword, the water plastering the shirt to her form showed that she had disdained a bra on this day. Crabbe and Goyle cracked their knuckles as they passed. John and Walker both snorted disdainfully at them then said rather loudly across the table to Walker.
-Pansy has no shame, walking about with her chest thrust foreword, leaving so little to the imagination.
-Well, they are new this summer, she will calm down after she gets used to having them.
Pansy threw Walker a dirty look, and he blew her a kiss. Her eyes narrowed and she began to ignore them by asking Draco how his summer went. They laughed and talked about what sheep farming was like, and called out an occasional taunt to the passing Slytherins. Professor McGonagall walked out carrying the stool and sorting hat. Unlike everyone else, they cared little for who was sorted where, so they continued their conversation. After everyone was sorted, Professor McGonagall sat down and Dumbledore rose and raised his hands. They quieted quickly.
-I would like to welcome our new students, and welcome back our old ones. Mr. Filch as extended his list to include new items which are banned from the school. It can be found on his office door. I would remind students that the forbidden forest is exactly that, forbidden. We also have a new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, but he seems to be running late…
As if to punctuate his statement, the doors to the great hall banged open and a tall dark figure strode into the hall, walking between the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw tables. He was pale, with piercing ice blue eyes, and long dark hair that was tied into a pony tail. He was wearing a great black cloak that trailed across the ground as he walked. In his left hand he carried a long black scepter. It split into for blade like protrusions at the top, and in the center floating was a spherical black stone, with a red flaw in the middle, that seemed to blink like an eye as he walked.
-Ah, here he is! Greetings Master Fernao.
Dumbledore bowed deeply to him, witch set forth a torrid of whispers around the hall. Never had Dumbledore shown such respect for a person as to bow to them. Fernao bowed back.
-Greetings Master Dumbledore. Please excuse my tardiness. The weather held me up.
-Think nothing of it. Master Fernao has agreed to teach here for a year at least. You will not address him as Professor or sir, only as Master Fernao. Now that we have that cleared away, tuck in!
Food appeared across the table, and Walker wasted no time in shoveling food onto his plate. He was cold, and hungry. Lycanan joined in and they soon were both digging into the food. As Walker swallowed a piece of bread he heard a sneering voice from down the table.
-Hey Walker, you look like you haven't had a decent meal in a week. Whats wrong, the mice getting to smart for you?
Walker wiped his mouth with a cloth napkin by his plate and turned to look down at Malfoy.
-No Malfoy, you mother gave me a bit of breakfast before you where up. I am just trying to get rid of her taste.
Malfoy flushed and his eyes narrowed to slits.
-You will pay for that you will!
-No, I wont.
He then turned and went back to eating. Malfoy steamed down the table as Pansy tried to calm him.
~_~
-You will be given your class schedules tomorrow. Now go and change out of those robes before you catch your death of cold.
The great hall filled with voices as the students slowly stood up and walked to their common rooms. Walker and John quickly hurried down to the dungeons and stood outside the door, waiting for one of the prefects to come down and open the door for them. One of the Seventh year prefects came down and gave them the password, so they entered and walked up to their rooms. They both grabbed out their wands and muttered a spell that caused their robes and clothing to dry and fluff out. Lycanan begin to unload his trunk, and Walker pointed his wand at his duffel, and all of his things begin to float out and grow bigger and put themselves away.
-What do you think of the new dada teacher?
-Kinda freaky. Whats with the scepter?
-Who knows, maybe we will find out. Care for a game of chess?
-Sure, don't want to go to sleep before Malfoy anyways.
-That's probably wise, what if he gets an urge and decides that Pansy is to far away.
They both laughed and unloaded their Chess sets.
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