Title: Harry Potter and the Secret of the Orb
Chapter One: The Unexpected Arrivals
Written By: Bat and Wolf
Beta-Read By: Bat and Wolf, along with Stevie and Suleika.
E-mail Us At: BatandWolf333@yahoo.com
Genres: Action/Adventure/Romance
Rated: PG-13
Summary: In Harry Potter's 6th year, four females from Beauxbatons show up on an assignment to reunite the past souls of the most courageous warriors in Wizarding History. Together in peace and harmony, these four souls can actually stop Voldemort from obtaining the secret of the orb which will grant him unbelievable power to destroy everyone. It's up to these four girls to reunite the souls before it's too late...
Dedicated to: Skylar, for wanting to be part of the story yet not being part of it because we were too lazy to include him in this.
Warnings: Spoilers for Books #1-5, sort of AU (Alternative Universe), Mary- Sue (self-inserted characters; created characters), OOC (Out of Character), and profanity.
Disclaimer: We do not own the Harry Potter series, J.K. Rowling does. We only characters in the story you've never heard of and the idea behind this story. If you wish to use any character from us that you've never heard of, please ask permission by contacting us at BatandWolf333@yahoo.com with a subject line of "Question: Can I Use Your Characters?" otherwise, it shall not be opened.
Author's Notes: Bat and Wolf here! Yes, we are two separate people. Do you have a problem with that?
Bat says: "Ignore Narcissa Malfoy and Sirius Black being related. If you haven't read the 5th book, sorry. However, this is something that must be said."
Wolf says: "Don't give away the story! Damn you for having the 5th book! DAMN YOU!" *Glare*
Bat says: "Ah... she's glaring at me, oh crap, I'm gonna get killed, bye bye!"
Wolf says: "See you in hell!" *Chases Bat* ____________________________________________________________________________ ______
It was an eerie night with a full moon gleaming down pouring soothingly silver bright moonlight as the aches and pains of two captive werewolves were heard in the creepy Forbidden Forest. The constant growls and howls that tended to frighten the bravest of people were deep and coarse, yet, they were guarded by more than a measly enchanted tree -- the Whomping Willow. For you see, my dear friends, they were with three most certainly powerful, justly qualified protectors at their blessed aid. ____________________________________________________________________________ ______
The next morning, it was a luminous day with the sun overseeing from above, slowly warming their bare-naked skin as they headed towards their new school -- Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
"We shall be arriving at Hogwarts soon," Remus Lupin said, as-a-matter-of- factly, glancing over his shoulder to look at the four, blossoming young girls, following behind.
Faith Fiery sighed out of flustered anxiety and asked, "When are we gonna get to the god damn portkey?!"
Serenity Kiss walking alongside Faith, gasped exclaiming, "Faith! Language!"
Serenity Kiss -- a mother hen to everyone. Until the end of time, she will be hardworking, honest, and supportive. She weighs the pros and cons of everything and for this, she is relentlessly seen as a 'wet blanket.' Serenity tends to always look at the consequences of every situation, analyzing it before making a decision. She seems too mature and serious when you first meet her, but as time goes by, you realize that she's a half- blood witch who just shows she cares with her little actions such as arguments relating to one's safety. Arguing, when it arises with Serenity, everyone listens because she can be just as frightening or even more so than women witches known for their incredible temper like Mrs. Molly Weasley.
Farther behind, Vindictive Black muttered to Nirvana White, "Oh geez, they're at it again..."
Nirvana only uttered a small, "Hmmm..." and continued to trudge on forward.
Faith shot back a dirty look with a seething gaze just screaming, 'What the hell you looking at?'
And boy, did Serenity know that look well... "Don't give me that, little missy!"
Faith, outraged, stopped dead in her tracks and glared at Serenity for her unwelcomed comment, simply stepping up the plate, looking fiercely into Serenity's subterranean sapphire-like eyes, angrily stating, "Little missy? Who you calling little missy?"
"You!" Serenity pointed directly and then continued by whispering, "Little missy..."
Faith could only bawl up her fists, wanting to beat up the living daylights out of Serenity. After all, Faith was merely five-feet tall and was constantly ridiculed and teased ever since she could remember for being so god damn freaking short. It seriously made her infuriated that so many people -- Muggles, Squibs, and any Witch or Wizard alike -- could think of her as an oddity for not going with the usual stereotype that if you're short, petite, small -- whatever, you would be a pathetic weakling who would always be stepped upon like irritable moss. No one knew exactly who came up with this bizarre theory which most of the time ended up being absolutely true, but whoever it was she wanted to strangle their descendants considering the creator was obviously long dead; for she was Faith Fiery, daughter of Miraculous and Summer Fiery, a half-blood witch and fairy with the ability to help in times of complete chaos and necessary need by being capable of healing other's wounds and flying them out of disastrous danger.
Faith Fiery -- a diverging ying and yang. On one hand, she appears to be a tough cookie, an adolescent female who you just can't mess with. You just make one mistake in front of her and she will easily explode her timer on her temper and you can basically be seeing yourself smoldering at the stake, never-ending flames crawling up your skin, scarring your skin for an endless eternity, if not cautious. However, on the other hand, if you treat her well with dignity, honor, and respect, she's the most considerate individual you should ever lay eyes upon.
Faith bluntly stared daringly at five-foot-eight tall Serenity, who just stood up as straightest as she could to provoke Faith. Faith simply fixed her posture to try to match as much as she could to Serenity. It turned into a battle of dirty looks -- which no one won because of Vindictive's sudden interference.
"Fai, Ser... Be silent! Your argument is unquestionably meaningless. All you guys are doing is giving Nirvana and myself major headaches..." Vindictive told the two sixteen-year-old girls.
Vindictive Black -- possibly a pureblooded witch that's unpredictable, that's all there is to it. She's the type of adolescent female who's gone through a lot. This is especially true with her father being an Auror and being sent to Azkaban and more or less, a couple of other things and with her mother having to go through some of her own drama, as well. Vindictive has had to put up with a lot, but it doesn't show -- she hides everything with an indestructible barrier that few get to even get to see. Only her closest friends know that instead of totally being a cocky smartass, she's really an insecure dumbass. Shh... you didn't hear that from me, though...
"Grrr..." Both Faith and Serenity growled at Vindictive and Nirvana watching all this just rolled her eyes.
Vindictive gave out a heavy sigh, then turned to Nirvana inquiring, "Must you always roll your eyes?"
Nirvana smirked affirming, "Of course. It's my trademark."
Nirvana White -- an anti-social pureblooded witch and werewolf, daughter of Demendo White and Luna Lupin. Ever since she could remember she's been feared from anyone who just happens to have her age. She never had any friends until the day she began at Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and even still, she's a speck anti-social, for she's afraid that if she reveals too much, it will be the end for her. Though, she trusts her friends with her life, she knows that if she informed them of everything she thought, they would all aggravate her even more then they usually do. It's not that aggravation was horrid, its just she had enough with her monthly transformations and if she'd reveal more then necessary, she'd be afraid that she'd go so berserk that she would actually bite one of them.
"Trademark or not, its wholly maddening..." Vindictive commented with an air of an absolute grace and poise in total repulsion.
"No its not, you're just saying that because I always do that whenever I disagree with your tactics which is most of the time," Nirvana replied coolly.
"Grrr... Why I outta..." Vindictive sent a Heero Yuy "omae o koroso" gaze at Nirvana.
"Now, look who's talking... You two argue as much as we do..." Serenity countered.
"SHUT UP!" Both Nirvana and Vindictive commanded, before being interrupted.
"Nir, Vin -- discontinue your quarrel, we are at last near the portkey," Remus asserted intently.
"Finally? Really?" Faith questioned a bit tentatively yet sheer joy was clearly written across her face.
"Yes, at last... It's this lamp post. All we must do now is unlock it and saunter straight into it. We should be there in no time," Remus explained entirely.
"Ah... Professor Lupin, how exactly are we supposed to unlock this portkey?" Serenity solicited a tad timidly, apparently, glimpsing whole- heartedly at the portkey in front of her -- it had no key slot.
"We're supposed to unlock the portkey by a "Lumos" spell, all at the same time..." Nirvana clarified cleverly, grinning at her brilliant answer.
"Why?" Spoke up a confused, probing tone belonging to none other than Faith.
"Because it's a lamp post and the light is turned off. Therefore, we must light it. This type of portkey only works by a "Lumos" spell, considering that's what will turn it on to function properly. Its like one of those Muggle alien ships where the light transports you except its with a button instead of a wand," Nirvana simplified greatly while Vindictive just shook her head in accordance, approving the enlightenment while Faith purely smiled because she grasped the knowledge.
"Show-off..." Serenity murmured under her breath, which only made Nirvana's grin get even bigger and appear as if she was grinning like the Cheshire cat from Alice in Wonderland.
"Now girls --" Remus warned them for he was just exhausted of playing the peacemaker of the group. "-- For this spell to succeed without flaw, you must all be in harmony with one another, otherwise, who knows where we may end up..." Remus added, abridging the situation a myriad further.
"So, we all apologize and bury the hatchet?" Faith queried just to make sure she comprehended the concept and Remus measly bobbed his head.
All four girls decided unanimously to apologize and they all exchanged a few "sorry's..." and "I didn't mean too's..."
"Anyway, at the same time now --" Remus began and all five magicians shouted, "LUMOS!" and abruptly the portkey unlocked itself and they vanished within it. ____________________________________________________________________________ ______
It was a cool brisk night when the five sorcerers strolled up the steps of Hogwarts castle. Lightning bugs blinked in and out of existence across the vast, green lawn and the gatekeeper's hut was quiet and dark -- unoccupied. As they entered the castle and advanced down the halls, they could hear the voice of the sorting hat echo through the corridors and against the rocky ancient walls or at least, what was left of it anyway.
"Proud, Allison!" -- A blonde-haired girl went up, apprehensive, her eyes focused on the hat curiously yet she was still worried about where she'd end up until the hat bellowed: "Hufflepuff!"
"Rogers, Hunter!" -- A red-haired boy went up, standing up with a straight posture, quirking a silly smile, wishing for the whole Sorting to be over when the hat finally hollered: "Gryffindor!"
"Thornton, Katherine!" -- A chocolate-haired girl went up, sighing tranquilly, wishing the Sorting would be over already, so, she could get back to reading her book and then the hat roared: "Ravenclaw!"
"Vengeance, Angel!" -- A raven-haired boy went up, confident, his eyes staring at the hat evilly as if to tear it up for taking so long to come up with a response when the hat finally snarled: "Slytherin!"
After each house name called, they could hear an explosion of screams and applause that resounded through the halls. They continued, up and down stairs, around corners. During this time all four girls continued walking silently along the way.
Finally, they reached the great door, in which the ceremony was being held.
Just before Remus opened the door, he turned to the girls and catechized, "Ready?"
Vindictive put her hands on her hips and answered, "Well, it's either now or never."
Remus nodded and threw open the doors, which creaked almost too piercingly. All the eyes in the room were directed towards them, and Remus began to lead them down the mile. Each girl held their head up with cool concentration and pride. They knew why they were here. It was their destiny, mission, purpose -- whatever you want to identify it as.
The four females marched up to the stage -- ebony-black long hair trailing behind their robes, swaying each time they made a step whether the streaks in their hair were blue, green, red, or yellow. Nirvana, her head looking towards the floor with her straight hair covering most of her face during the entire trip, suddenly changed dramatically in appearance when stepping through the door, standing totally erect and stern with her gray-stridden depths which seemed to give off the illusion of the raging eye of a storm -- a hurricane, no doubt. Vindictive, as arrogant and self-assured as always, made quick, easy strides up towards the front of the room, her head giving the impression that she was looking directly and intently to what stood in front of her, violet depths staying strong and unmoving which made it seem as if you even dared to give a hoot relating to her appearance in the Great Hall, she'd shock you with her violet depths which screamed out thunder and lightning -- a damned tornado. Her hair didn't help much either -- her wavy hair, kept making unpredictable movements, left and right, as if implying, you dare challenge me in any possible way, I'll electrify you and you shall lose, no question asked.
Faith had lost the bouncy, eager strides in her walk and was now her usually hyper green emerald-like depths were fully focused and calm. Her straight hair making her even seem more serious. And finally, Serenity, a little uneasy with all the people watching and whispering, didn't look back and made sure not to trip. She was so good at hiding how she felt that even her subterranean sapphire-like eyes reflected nothing, her wavy hair swinging with gentle ease. Such gentle ease, that you could see she was named, "Serenity" if you actually knew that was her name.
"What's going on?!"
"Who are they? Nobody's supposed to interrupt the Sorting of the Houses!"
"Is that Professor Lupin?"
"Hey, that girl's pretty hot..."
All the students had broken into a nervous chatter and pointing and whispering amongst themselves. Most of them were completely shocked by what was happening. On the far-left table, a certain boy, with a certain scar upon his forehead conversed with his fellow mates about the unfolding event.
"Merlin, who are these people?" Harry quandared surprisedly, looking at Hermione waiting a response, considering she always knew everything.
"Actually -- I do not know a thing." Hermione admitted making Harry wheeze in disbelief.
"Well." Ron started, "I know one of them."
Everyone who heard this, which was practically everyone turned immediately towards Ron with an inquisitive look plastered on their faces, suddenly interrogating him with a bunch of random questions.
"Ron, which one do you know?"
"Is it the tall one?"
"Is it the one who keeps smirking?"
"Is it the one who keeps staring?"
"Is it the short one?"
"Now, now, children. calm down right this instant!" Professor McGonagall ordered yet no one seemed to heed her warning for the continuous clamor was too resistfully interesting to let go and it just went on.
"Ron, which one is it?"
"Ron, do you know where they are from?"
"Ron, do you know if the one you know is friends with them?"
"Ron, what's the name of the one you know?"
"Ron, the one you know, how do you know her?"
"Ron, did you know they were coming here?"
"Ron, what are they doing with Professor Lupin?"
"Ron, do you know why Professor Lupin brought them here?"
"Ron, is Professor Lupin going to be our Defense Against the Dark Arts' teacher again and do these four girls have something to do with his return?"
"Ron, are you planning to stop gawking like a fish and answer all our questions?"
As the questions sustained, the Staff Table filled with teachers were observing the whole mess. Some were shaking their heads like Professor Sprout, complaining never in their lives had such hysteria happened. Some were laughing frantically like Professor Flitwick, claiming it entertaining to see insanity. Madam Hooch was just simply scooting away, wondering what was wrong with the man or the other staff members who thought like him. Some were smirking, almost joyfully at the display like Professor Snape who seemed as if he were about to clap, which was quite odd. Professor McGonagall, just stood still, shock seen in her orbs and pondering if her expression on her face was more of a reaction to the interruption of the teenaged girls and Professor Remus Lupin and how the students were reacting to it or how the staff members were reacting to it; she couldn't really choice which was worse...
"Silence -- everyone!" Albus Dumbledore regulated in a methodical tone, and his jolly old blue eyes twinkled with mischief.
"Ah. Professor Lupin," acknowledged Albus Dumbledore, "I've see you've brought our guests." He nodded toward the girls.
Then, with a beam on his face and a gleam in his eyes, Dumbledore announced, "Misses -- Black, Fiery, Kiss, and White -- I've been expecting you." ____________________________________________________________________________ ______
Chapter One: The Unexpected Arrivals
Written By: Bat and Wolf
Beta-Read By: Bat and Wolf, along with Stevie and Suleika.
E-mail Us At: BatandWolf333@yahoo.com
Genres: Action/Adventure/Romance
Rated: PG-13
Summary: In Harry Potter's 6th year, four females from Beauxbatons show up on an assignment to reunite the past souls of the most courageous warriors in Wizarding History. Together in peace and harmony, these four souls can actually stop Voldemort from obtaining the secret of the orb which will grant him unbelievable power to destroy everyone. It's up to these four girls to reunite the souls before it's too late...
Dedicated to: Skylar, for wanting to be part of the story yet not being part of it because we were too lazy to include him in this.
Warnings: Spoilers for Books #1-5, sort of AU (Alternative Universe), Mary- Sue (self-inserted characters; created characters), OOC (Out of Character), and profanity.
Disclaimer: We do not own the Harry Potter series, J.K. Rowling does. We only characters in the story you've never heard of and the idea behind this story. If you wish to use any character from us that you've never heard of, please ask permission by contacting us at BatandWolf333@yahoo.com with a subject line of "Question: Can I Use Your Characters?" otherwise, it shall not be opened.
Author's Notes: Bat and Wolf here! Yes, we are two separate people. Do you have a problem with that?
Bat says: "Ignore Narcissa Malfoy and Sirius Black being related. If you haven't read the 5th book, sorry. However, this is something that must be said."
Wolf says: "Don't give away the story! Damn you for having the 5th book! DAMN YOU!" *Glare*
Bat says: "Ah... she's glaring at me, oh crap, I'm gonna get killed, bye bye!"
Wolf says: "See you in hell!" *Chases Bat* ____________________________________________________________________________ ______
It was an eerie night with a full moon gleaming down pouring soothingly silver bright moonlight as the aches and pains of two captive werewolves were heard in the creepy Forbidden Forest. The constant growls and howls that tended to frighten the bravest of people were deep and coarse, yet, they were guarded by more than a measly enchanted tree -- the Whomping Willow. For you see, my dear friends, they were with three most certainly powerful, justly qualified protectors at their blessed aid. ____________________________________________________________________________ ______
The next morning, it was a luminous day with the sun overseeing from above, slowly warming their bare-naked skin as they headed towards their new school -- Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
"We shall be arriving at Hogwarts soon," Remus Lupin said, as-a-matter-of- factly, glancing over his shoulder to look at the four, blossoming young girls, following behind.
Faith Fiery sighed out of flustered anxiety and asked, "When are we gonna get to the god damn portkey?!"
Serenity Kiss walking alongside Faith, gasped exclaiming, "Faith! Language!"
Serenity Kiss -- a mother hen to everyone. Until the end of time, she will be hardworking, honest, and supportive. She weighs the pros and cons of everything and for this, she is relentlessly seen as a 'wet blanket.' Serenity tends to always look at the consequences of every situation, analyzing it before making a decision. She seems too mature and serious when you first meet her, but as time goes by, you realize that she's a half- blood witch who just shows she cares with her little actions such as arguments relating to one's safety. Arguing, when it arises with Serenity, everyone listens because she can be just as frightening or even more so than women witches known for their incredible temper like Mrs. Molly Weasley.
Farther behind, Vindictive Black muttered to Nirvana White, "Oh geez, they're at it again..."
Nirvana only uttered a small, "Hmmm..." and continued to trudge on forward.
Faith shot back a dirty look with a seething gaze just screaming, 'What the hell you looking at?'
And boy, did Serenity know that look well... "Don't give me that, little missy!"
Faith, outraged, stopped dead in her tracks and glared at Serenity for her unwelcomed comment, simply stepping up the plate, looking fiercely into Serenity's subterranean sapphire-like eyes, angrily stating, "Little missy? Who you calling little missy?"
"You!" Serenity pointed directly and then continued by whispering, "Little missy..."
Faith could only bawl up her fists, wanting to beat up the living daylights out of Serenity. After all, Faith was merely five-feet tall and was constantly ridiculed and teased ever since she could remember for being so god damn freaking short. It seriously made her infuriated that so many people -- Muggles, Squibs, and any Witch or Wizard alike -- could think of her as an oddity for not going with the usual stereotype that if you're short, petite, small -- whatever, you would be a pathetic weakling who would always be stepped upon like irritable moss. No one knew exactly who came up with this bizarre theory which most of the time ended up being absolutely true, but whoever it was she wanted to strangle their descendants considering the creator was obviously long dead; for she was Faith Fiery, daughter of Miraculous and Summer Fiery, a half-blood witch and fairy with the ability to help in times of complete chaos and necessary need by being capable of healing other's wounds and flying them out of disastrous danger.
Faith Fiery -- a diverging ying and yang. On one hand, she appears to be a tough cookie, an adolescent female who you just can't mess with. You just make one mistake in front of her and she will easily explode her timer on her temper and you can basically be seeing yourself smoldering at the stake, never-ending flames crawling up your skin, scarring your skin for an endless eternity, if not cautious. However, on the other hand, if you treat her well with dignity, honor, and respect, she's the most considerate individual you should ever lay eyes upon.
Faith bluntly stared daringly at five-foot-eight tall Serenity, who just stood up as straightest as she could to provoke Faith. Faith simply fixed her posture to try to match as much as she could to Serenity. It turned into a battle of dirty looks -- which no one won because of Vindictive's sudden interference.
"Fai, Ser... Be silent! Your argument is unquestionably meaningless. All you guys are doing is giving Nirvana and myself major headaches..." Vindictive told the two sixteen-year-old girls.
Vindictive Black -- possibly a pureblooded witch that's unpredictable, that's all there is to it. She's the type of adolescent female who's gone through a lot. This is especially true with her father being an Auror and being sent to Azkaban and more or less, a couple of other things and with her mother having to go through some of her own drama, as well. Vindictive has had to put up with a lot, but it doesn't show -- she hides everything with an indestructible barrier that few get to even get to see. Only her closest friends know that instead of totally being a cocky smartass, she's really an insecure dumbass. Shh... you didn't hear that from me, though...
"Grrr..." Both Faith and Serenity growled at Vindictive and Nirvana watching all this just rolled her eyes.
Vindictive gave out a heavy sigh, then turned to Nirvana inquiring, "Must you always roll your eyes?"
Nirvana smirked affirming, "Of course. It's my trademark."
Nirvana White -- an anti-social pureblooded witch and werewolf, daughter of Demendo White and Luna Lupin. Ever since she could remember she's been feared from anyone who just happens to have her age. She never had any friends until the day she began at Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and even still, she's a speck anti-social, for she's afraid that if she reveals too much, it will be the end for her. Though, she trusts her friends with her life, she knows that if she informed them of everything she thought, they would all aggravate her even more then they usually do. It's not that aggravation was horrid, its just she had enough with her monthly transformations and if she'd reveal more then necessary, she'd be afraid that she'd go so berserk that she would actually bite one of them.
"Trademark or not, its wholly maddening..." Vindictive commented with an air of an absolute grace and poise in total repulsion.
"No its not, you're just saying that because I always do that whenever I disagree with your tactics which is most of the time," Nirvana replied coolly.
"Grrr... Why I outta..." Vindictive sent a Heero Yuy "omae o koroso" gaze at Nirvana.
"Now, look who's talking... You two argue as much as we do..." Serenity countered.
"SHUT UP!" Both Nirvana and Vindictive commanded, before being interrupted.
"Nir, Vin -- discontinue your quarrel, we are at last near the portkey," Remus asserted intently.
"Finally? Really?" Faith questioned a bit tentatively yet sheer joy was clearly written across her face.
"Yes, at last... It's this lamp post. All we must do now is unlock it and saunter straight into it. We should be there in no time," Remus explained entirely.
"Ah... Professor Lupin, how exactly are we supposed to unlock this portkey?" Serenity solicited a tad timidly, apparently, glimpsing whole- heartedly at the portkey in front of her -- it had no key slot.
"We're supposed to unlock the portkey by a "Lumos" spell, all at the same time..." Nirvana clarified cleverly, grinning at her brilliant answer.
"Why?" Spoke up a confused, probing tone belonging to none other than Faith.
"Because it's a lamp post and the light is turned off. Therefore, we must light it. This type of portkey only works by a "Lumos" spell, considering that's what will turn it on to function properly. Its like one of those Muggle alien ships where the light transports you except its with a button instead of a wand," Nirvana simplified greatly while Vindictive just shook her head in accordance, approving the enlightenment while Faith purely smiled because she grasped the knowledge.
"Show-off..." Serenity murmured under her breath, which only made Nirvana's grin get even bigger and appear as if she was grinning like the Cheshire cat from Alice in Wonderland.
"Now girls --" Remus warned them for he was just exhausted of playing the peacemaker of the group. "-- For this spell to succeed without flaw, you must all be in harmony with one another, otherwise, who knows where we may end up..." Remus added, abridging the situation a myriad further.
"So, we all apologize and bury the hatchet?" Faith queried just to make sure she comprehended the concept and Remus measly bobbed his head.
All four girls decided unanimously to apologize and they all exchanged a few "sorry's..." and "I didn't mean too's..."
"Anyway, at the same time now --" Remus began and all five magicians shouted, "LUMOS!" and abruptly the portkey unlocked itself and they vanished within it. ____________________________________________________________________________ ______
It was a cool brisk night when the five sorcerers strolled up the steps of Hogwarts castle. Lightning bugs blinked in and out of existence across the vast, green lawn and the gatekeeper's hut was quiet and dark -- unoccupied. As they entered the castle and advanced down the halls, they could hear the voice of the sorting hat echo through the corridors and against the rocky ancient walls or at least, what was left of it anyway.
"Proud, Allison!" -- A blonde-haired girl went up, apprehensive, her eyes focused on the hat curiously yet she was still worried about where she'd end up until the hat bellowed: "Hufflepuff!"
"Rogers, Hunter!" -- A red-haired boy went up, standing up with a straight posture, quirking a silly smile, wishing for the whole Sorting to be over when the hat finally hollered: "Gryffindor!"
"Thornton, Katherine!" -- A chocolate-haired girl went up, sighing tranquilly, wishing the Sorting would be over already, so, she could get back to reading her book and then the hat roared: "Ravenclaw!"
"Vengeance, Angel!" -- A raven-haired boy went up, confident, his eyes staring at the hat evilly as if to tear it up for taking so long to come up with a response when the hat finally snarled: "Slytherin!"
After each house name called, they could hear an explosion of screams and applause that resounded through the halls. They continued, up and down stairs, around corners. During this time all four girls continued walking silently along the way.
Finally, they reached the great door, in which the ceremony was being held.
Just before Remus opened the door, he turned to the girls and catechized, "Ready?"
Vindictive put her hands on her hips and answered, "Well, it's either now or never."
Remus nodded and threw open the doors, which creaked almost too piercingly. All the eyes in the room were directed towards them, and Remus began to lead them down the mile. Each girl held their head up with cool concentration and pride. They knew why they were here. It was their destiny, mission, purpose -- whatever you want to identify it as.
The four females marched up to the stage -- ebony-black long hair trailing behind their robes, swaying each time they made a step whether the streaks in their hair were blue, green, red, or yellow. Nirvana, her head looking towards the floor with her straight hair covering most of her face during the entire trip, suddenly changed dramatically in appearance when stepping through the door, standing totally erect and stern with her gray-stridden depths which seemed to give off the illusion of the raging eye of a storm -- a hurricane, no doubt. Vindictive, as arrogant and self-assured as always, made quick, easy strides up towards the front of the room, her head giving the impression that she was looking directly and intently to what stood in front of her, violet depths staying strong and unmoving which made it seem as if you even dared to give a hoot relating to her appearance in the Great Hall, she'd shock you with her violet depths which screamed out thunder and lightning -- a damned tornado. Her hair didn't help much either -- her wavy hair, kept making unpredictable movements, left and right, as if implying, you dare challenge me in any possible way, I'll electrify you and you shall lose, no question asked.
Faith had lost the bouncy, eager strides in her walk and was now her usually hyper green emerald-like depths were fully focused and calm. Her straight hair making her even seem more serious. And finally, Serenity, a little uneasy with all the people watching and whispering, didn't look back and made sure not to trip. She was so good at hiding how she felt that even her subterranean sapphire-like eyes reflected nothing, her wavy hair swinging with gentle ease. Such gentle ease, that you could see she was named, "Serenity" if you actually knew that was her name.
"What's going on?!"
"Who are they? Nobody's supposed to interrupt the Sorting of the Houses!"
"Is that Professor Lupin?"
"Hey, that girl's pretty hot..."
All the students had broken into a nervous chatter and pointing and whispering amongst themselves. Most of them were completely shocked by what was happening. On the far-left table, a certain boy, with a certain scar upon his forehead conversed with his fellow mates about the unfolding event.
"Merlin, who are these people?" Harry quandared surprisedly, looking at Hermione waiting a response, considering she always knew everything.
"Actually -- I do not know a thing." Hermione admitted making Harry wheeze in disbelief.
"Well." Ron started, "I know one of them."
Everyone who heard this, which was practically everyone turned immediately towards Ron with an inquisitive look plastered on their faces, suddenly interrogating him with a bunch of random questions.
"Ron, which one do you know?"
"Is it the tall one?"
"Is it the one who keeps smirking?"
"Is it the one who keeps staring?"
"Is it the short one?"
"Now, now, children. calm down right this instant!" Professor McGonagall ordered yet no one seemed to heed her warning for the continuous clamor was too resistfully interesting to let go and it just went on.
"Ron, which one is it?"
"Ron, do you know where they are from?"
"Ron, do you know if the one you know is friends with them?"
"Ron, what's the name of the one you know?"
"Ron, the one you know, how do you know her?"
"Ron, did you know they were coming here?"
"Ron, what are they doing with Professor Lupin?"
"Ron, do you know why Professor Lupin brought them here?"
"Ron, is Professor Lupin going to be our Defense Against the Dark Arts' teacher again and do these four girls have something to do with his return?"
"Ron, are you planning to stop gawking like a fish and answer all our questions?"
As the questions sustained, the Staff Table filled with teachers were observing the whole mess. Some were shaking their heads like Professor Sprout, complaining never in their lives had such hysteria happened. Some were laughing frantically like Professor Flitwick, claiming it entertaining to see insanity. Madam Hooch was just simply scooting away, wondering what was wrong with the man or the other staff members who thought like him. Some were smirking, almost joyfully at the display like Professor Snape who seemed as if he were about to clap, which was quite odd. Professor McGonagall, just stood still, shock seen in her orbs and pondering if her expression on her face was more of a reaction to the interruption of the teenaged girls and Professor Remus Lupin and how the students were reacting to it or how the staff members were reacting to it; she couldn't really choice which was worse...
"Silence -- everyone!" Albus Dumbledore regulated in a methodical tone, and his jolly old blue eyes twinkled with mischief.
"Ah. Professor Lupin," acknowledged Albus Dumbledore, "I've see you've brought our guests." He nodded toward the girls.
Then, with a beam on his face and a gleam in his eyes, Dumbledore announced, "Misses -- Black, Fiery, Kiss, and White -- I've been expecting you." ____________________________________________________________________________ ______