Demons and Wizards
written by: ^little_faery^
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story (they belong to JK Rowling, Iguess), except for Raven and Jekyll (well, she owns herself, but the things she does, all my idea!). Rating: PG-13 for swearing, but it may go to R in later chapters (because of sexscenes)
A/N: It's not my fault I suddenly got this Harry Potter addiction. Blame the Jekyll, and J K Rowling. I haven't written fanfiction for a long time, and it's my first HP-fic, so be gentle. Or on the second thought, be fair, and let me know my weak spots. (ow, and yeah, the title is after the bandthing 'Demons and Wizards'. Their songs quite fit to some of the characters)
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Chapter one: New year, new students, new teachers.
'.they were all so cool. I really don't understand why we couldn't visit them earlier. I guess it's all because You-Know-Who is back.'
'. and with that storm my whole room got soaked. The roof really needs some patching, but dad has no time to do it.'
'. what do you mean, you didn't look into our new books? I won't say I know them by heart, but I read every word!'
They were just in the train for 5 minutes and Harry, Ron, Hermione and Neville sitting in a compartment, talking and chatting like there had been no vacation at all (except that they were talking about it). Well, Harry didn't talk that much, he had become much more quiet after the death of Sirius last year.
'Can I join?'
The four friends looked up and stared at the door of the compartment. There stood a black-haired girl, probably new because they had never seen her before, but she was too old to be a first year-student...
'Yeah, sure,' Ron said, while removing his bag from one of the seats.
She walked in, sat down, put her bag between her legs, grabbed a book out of it and started to read. The four friends looked at each other. 'Weird!' their faces said. But they resumed with what they were doing. Neville told Ron about his holiday (he had been visiting a lot of old wizard friends of his grandma and parents), and Ron told Neville about all the stuff he had been doing when Harry stayed at the Burrow. Hermione was looking into the new charms book, and she sometimes let out little squeaking sounds when she discovered a cool new spell they would learn this year.
Harry sat by the window, and took the time to take a better look at the new girl. She was pretty, a small face, big green eyes. She was a little short, she just reached his chin, but he had gone though a spectacular growing spurt that summer. The black dress she was wearing seemed to be made for her. The top was tight, so you could see how big her breasts were (they were), and the skirtpart was wide, and long; you couldn't see her feet.
The whole train journey the girl didn't speak. She just looked up every now and then, to look out of the window, and she refused all the offered candy with a hand movement. She did buy some chocolate herself when the lady with the trolley came by.
When the train stopped at Hogwarts station, the strange girl left as one of the first. The others were busy getting everything back in their bags (which took quite a long time, because Ron had taken everything out of his bag, to search for the Special Merlin card, but he had not found it, and now all his stuff laid spread across the compartment). Finally they left the train, which took off again just after they stepped out.
The first years had gone already, and they saw the new girl talking to Professor McGonagall, but when Harry stepped on one of the carriages, which would bring everyone to Hogwarts, they had disappeared. They probably both went with a teachers carriage.
The Great Hall looked the same as usual. The four long tables, one for each house, the teachers table, with, of course, the teachers, only McGonagall and Dumbledore were missing. There wasn't any decoration, which was a little strange, but there were plates, and that was the most important thing. Harry was hungry.
The big entrance doors opened and the first years came in, but there were not as much of them as the last few years. The door on the other side of the Hall, which led to the stairs, opened, and the two missing adults and the new girl ran through. Dumbledore was carrying the Sorting Hat. He put it down at a small chair. The new girl sat down at the end of the Gryffindor table, after McGonagall had pointed at their table.
The sorting ceremony was just as normal as all the years before. The new kids were equally divided over the four houses. Harry was shocked. Everything had stayed just the same, even with Voldemort back! Not a word about 'great danger' from the Hat, when he did his speech before sorting the new kids, and when Dumbledore spoke a few words he just said is was 'great to have all this new students with us.' And he introduced the new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. It was a woman, named Jekyll. She was pale, but looked friendly, so maybe DADA classes could become fun again. But they didn't take much time to look at the new students and teachers, because Dumbledore clapped in his hands. And suddenly all the plates were filled with all the food you could imagine.
After dinner everyone went to the dormitory of their house. The new girl had not spoken the whole meal, so Hermione asked her when they were walking to the Gryffindor tower: 'Hey, what's your name? We seem to be in the same house, and in the same sleeping room too, cause it's the only room where's still place for one. But if you want to sleep with the first years.'
'I'm Raven,' the girl said, 'but I won't sleep in any of the students sleeping rooms. They've given me my own room. McGonagall showed me before dinner, after I was sorted by that hat.'
'You had to be sorted?! But you. you are my age, I mean, I thought you just had changed schools or something!'
'Not exactly, but I can't tell you now, I want to unpack my stuff and sleep. Bye.' Raven took the door left of the girls dormitory-entrance.
A bit later that evening, in the Gryffindor common room, Hermione told Harry and Ron what Raven had told her. 'I don't understand why she would get her own room. She's not special or something. Every student is the same at Hogwarts. I've never heard of anyone who got their own room!' she said angrily.
'Come on, there probably is a good reason for it. Maybe she snores very loud, or her feet are too stinky to be near to,' Ron said, 'don't make a big deal out of it'
'Tomorrow classes start, we'll see or she is in the sixth year, or if she has to start in a lower class, despite her age,' Harry added, 'Which reminds me,' and he got an envelope out of his pocket,' I haven't even checked what I start with tomorrow morning..'
(A/N: yeah, opening an envelope, and reading what's on the letter inside it can take a long time)
'.Fuck, double potions first tomorrow!'
'Why, oh why,' Ron added dramatically, while falling on his knees, 'always that Snape, can you please remind me why I have chosen that subject again?'
'We're going to be the greatest aurors ever!'
'Oh, yeah, I forgot, but now I want to sleep, I'm tired, and I really want to please Snape, you know, hihihi.'
'You're right, good night,' Hermione stood up and walked away, and Ron followed her (well, till their ways parted)
Harry sat there for a short period. He still missed Sirius a lot, but he could handle the pain much better now, and he had finally realised it wasn't his fault his godfather died. And it had been so great in the Burrow, first with just Ron and for a few days even Fred and George, and the last week Hermione had been with them too. They had played Quidditch, done loads of bordgames, they had gone to sleep late, and stayed in their bed as long as possible. Harry almost fell asleep in the comfy chair, but he managed to get out of it, and to reach his bed, before closing his eyes for that night.
written by: ^little_faery^
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story (they belong to JK Rowling, Iguess), except for Raven and Jekyll (well, she owns herself, but the things she does, all my idea!). Rating: PG-13 for swearing, but it may go to R in later chapters (because of sexscenes)
A/N: It's not my fault I suddenly got this Harry Potter addiction. Blame the Jekyll, and J K Rowling. I haven't written fanfiction for a long time, and it's my first HP-fic, so be gentle. Or on the second thought, be fair, and let me know my weak spots. (ow, and yeah, the title is after the bandthing 'Demons and Wizards'. Their songs quite fit to some of the characters)
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Chapter one: New year, new students, new teachers.
'.they were all so cool. I really don't understand why we couldn't visit them earlier. I guess it's all because You-Know-Who is back.'
'. and with that storm my whole room got soaked. The roof really needs some patching, but dad has no time to do it.'
'. what do you mean, you didn't look into our new books? I won't say I know them by heart, but I read every word!'
They were just in the train for 5 minutes and Harry, Ron, Hermione and Neville sitting in a compartment, talking and chatting like there had been no vacation at all (except that they were talking about it). Well, Harry didn't talk that much, he had become much more quiet after the death of Sirius last year.
'Can I join?'
The four friends looked up and stared at the door of the compartment. There stood a black-haired girl, probably new because they had never seen her before, but she was too old to be a first year-student...
'Yeah, sure,' Ron said, while removing his bag from one of the seats.
She walked in, sat down, put her bag between her legs, grabbed a book out of it and started to read. The four friends looked at each other. 'Weird!' their faces said. But they resumed with what they were doing. Neville told Ron about his holiday (he had been visiting a lot of old wizard friends of his grandma and parents), and Ron told Neville about all the stuff he had been doing when Harry stayed at the Burrow. Hermione was looking into the new charms book, and she sometimes let out little squeaking sounds when she discovered a cool new spell they would learn this year.
Harry sat by the window, and took the time to take a better look at the new girl. She was pretty, a small face, big green eyes. She was a little short, she just reached his chin, but he had gone though a spectacular growing spurt that summer. The black dress she was wearing seemed to be made for her. The top was tight, so you could see how big her breasts were (they were), and the skirtpart was wide, and long; you couldn't see her feet.
The whole train journey the girl didn't speak. She just looked up every now and then, to look out of the window, and she refused all the offered candy with a hand movement. She did buy some chocolate herself when the lady with the trolley came by.
When the train stopped at Hogwarts station, the strange girl left as one of the first. The others were busy getting everything back in their bags (which took quite a long time, because Ron had taken everything out of his bag, to search for the Special Merlin card, but he had not found it, and now all his stuff laid spread across the compartment). Finally they left the train, which took off again just after they stepped out.
The first years had gone already, and they saw the new girl talking to Professor McGonagall, but when Harry stepped on one of the carriages, which would bring everyone to Hogwarts, they had disappeared. They probably both went with a teachers carriage.
The Great Hall looked the same as usual. The four long tables, one for each house, the teachers table, with, of course, the teachers, only McGonagall and Dumbledore were missing. There wasn't any decoration, which was a little strange, but there were plates, and that was the most important thing. Harry was hungry.
The big entrance doors opened and the first years came in, but there were not as much of them as the last few years. The door on the other side of the Hall, which led to the stairs, opened, and the two missing adults and the new girl ran through. Dumbledore was carrying the Sorting Hat. He put it down at a small chair. The new girl sat down at the end of the Gryffindor table, after McGonagall had pointed at their table.
The sorting ceremony was just as normal as all the years before. The new kids were equally divided over the four houses. Harry was shocked. Everything had stayed just the same, even with Voldemort back! Not a word about 'great danger' from the Hat, when he did his speech before sorting the new kids, and when Dumbledore spoke a few words he just said is was 'great to have all this new students with us.' And he introduced the new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. It was a woman, named Jekyll. She was pale, but looked friendly, so maybe DADA classes could become fun again. But they didn't take much time to look at the new students and teachers, because Dumbledore clapped in his hands. And suddenly all the plates were filled with all the food you could imagine.
After dinner everyone went to the dormitory of their house. The new girl had not spoken the whole meal, so Hermione asked her when they were walking to the Gryffindor tower: 'Hey, what's your name? We seem to be in the same house, and in the same sleeping room too, cause it's the only room where's still place for one. But if you want to sleep with the first years.'
'I'm Raven,' the girl said, 'but I won't sleep in any of the students sleeping rooms. They've given me my own room. McGonagall showed me before dinner, after I was sorted by that hat.'
'You had to be sorted?! But you. you are my age, I mean, I thought you just had changed schools or something!'
'Not exactly, but I can't tell you now, I want to unpack my stuff and sleep. Bye.' Raven took the door left of the girls dormitory-entrance.
A bit later that evening, in the Gryffindor common room, Hermione told Harry and Ron what Raven had told her. 'I don't understand why she would get her own room. She's not special or something. Every student is the same at Hogwarts. I've never heard of anyone who got their own room!' she said angrily.
'Come on, there probably is a good reason for it. Maybe she snores very loud, or her feet are too stinky to be near to,' Ron said, 'don't make a big deal out of it'
'Tomorrow classes start, we'll see or she is in the sixth year, or if she has to start in a lower class, despite her age,' Harry added, 'Which reminds me,' and he got an envelope out of his pocket,' I haven't even checked what I start with tomorrow morning..'
(A/N: yeah, opening an envelope, and reading what's on the letter inside it can take a long time)
'.Fuck, double potions first tomorrow!'
'Why, oh why,' Ron added dramatically, while falling on his knees, 'always that Snape, can you please remind me why I have chosen that subject again?'
'We're going to be the greatest aurors ever!'
'Oh, yeah, I forgot, but now I want to sleep, I'm tired, and I really want to please Snape, you know, hihihi.'
'You're right, good night,' Hermione stood up and walked away, and Ron followed her (well, till their ways parted)
Harry sat there for a short period. He still missed Sirius a lot, but he could handle the pain much better now, and he had finally realised it wasn't his fault his godfather died. And it had been so great in the Burrow, first with just Ron and for a few days even Fred and George, and the last week Hermione had been with them too. They had played Quidditch, done loads of bordgames, they had gone to sleep late, and stayed in their bed as long as possible. Harry almost fell asleep in the comfy chair, but he managed to get out of it, and to reach his bed, before closing his eyes for that night.