A/N: Hagrid says a thing or two in this chapter, but I suck at writing his
accent (probably because English isn't my first language) so he speaks
practically normal. Sorry! And Jekyll, I used one of 'your' phrases,
although not in the way you use it.
Chapter 3: A tail and a dinner which will be remembered
Harry saw what Ron meant, and he was shocked. From under the back of Raven's robes stuck out a furry. . . something.
'You. . . you have a tail?!' he said.
'Like what else does it look?' the girl said, with a soft, trembling voice.
'I dunno. You could be hiding a Niffler under you robes, of course,' Ron said, trying to be funny, but he didn't succeed; no one laughed. Everyone just stared at Raven, whispering to each other.
'. . . no human has a tail . . .'
'. . . so dangerous, did you see those. . .'
' Is she one of Hagrid's new pets?'
' . . . in our House! A monster!'
'What's going on here!'
Everyone went silent and looked at the entrance. Professor McGonagall stood there, which was weird, because she normally never entered the common room.
'I asked what's happening here. Is anyone going to answer me?'
One of the first years was brave enough to speak: 'She,' he pointed at Raven, 'has a tail! So she's a monster. When I write my parents about this you'll be in big trouble.'
'There won't be any trouble at all,' McGonagall said, while she walked at the young girl, 'because everyone will go to their classes. And she is no monster. She is a fellow student who has been cursed while she was a kid, and there is no counter curse yet. Now go!'
And all the students went through the portrait of the Fat Lady. They already knew it wasn't smart to ignore something the Head of their House ordered. The only ones who left behind were Harry, Ron and Hermione. And, of course, McGonnagal herself and Raven, who looked a little happier already with all the younger ones gone.
'Don't you have classes to attend?' McGonnagal asked kindly.
'No, we have a short day on Tuesdays, professor,' Hermione answered.
'I see. Now, would you be so kind, to give Raven a little guide though the castle and the grounds? There was no time yesterday.'
'Sure, professor,' the three friend said in unison.
'Alright then,' she said, and she turned to Raven. 'You are sure you are fine, miss Shirow?'
'Yes, I am, I was just afraid they. . .'
'I understand. Have fun this afternoon.' And McGonagall left.
'Shirow, nice last name,' Ron said, 'does it mean anything?'
'I don't know, just had it all my life. It could mean 'boring' of course. I don't like getting attention for my tail, but it's better than sitting at home, not being allowed to go outside, because your parents are afraid people will think you are weird.'
'Know the feeling,' Harry said, thinking of how he had it at the Dursleys.
'Come on, lets go now, I want to see more of this castle today than this common room and the Potions-classroom!'
The friends first showed her all the classrooms from all the classes Raven attended. And along the way they told them what they had experienced on the different places along their way.
'And here I almost got caught by Filch, during our fourth year, when I was working out the clue of the second task in the Triwizard tournament.'
'Here is the statue under which the secret passage to Hogsmade, that's the wizard village close by, starts.'
'At this place was a swamp last year, created by two of my older brothers, who have a joke shop now. There is the piece professor Flitwick left.'
After the sightseeing in the school building, they went outside to show Raven the school grounds, and to visit Hagrid, who they hadn't seen all summer. Everyone was outside, because the weather was still pretty good for this time of year. The sky was cloudless, the sun was warm, the grass was green.
Inside Hagrid's hut it was nice and cool.
'I thought Icethee would do better now, with this weather,' Hagrid said, when they all sat down on the ground, because there were not enough chairs.
'Yeah, nice, did you make it yourself?' Hermione asked.
'Nah, bought it when I was in London, doin' some business for Dumbledore.'
They didn't ask any further, like what kind of business he had been doing in London, when there were so many other members of the Order of the Phoenix there.
'But who are you, little girl?' Hagrid asked, 'Never seen you before.'
'I'm Raven Shirow, and I just attended Hogwarts. They showed me the whole place. . . or at least a lot of it'
'And a Gryffindor too?'
'Yes. I like it, the people are nice, just a bit nosy,' she said this while looking supposed angry at Ron, who had been questioning her tail and why she had gone to Hogwarts so late the whole tour, without much luck.
The rest of the time they talked about all kinds of stuff. The summer had not been the most interesting one, but nonetheless there was much to be told. Raven seemed to feel comfortable, she told them about her house, and her family. The house had three floors, and her room was the attic, the walls of it were painted all the shades between red, purple and black. She had a big four-poster, a large wooden desk, and over it hang posters of a few muggle metalbands. She had no sisters or brothers, her mum and dad, both muggles, didn't really care what she was doing, as long as she didn't went outside to often.
'I think they are scared the neighbours think I'm a 'mutant'. That's what they call me.'
They stayed with Hagrid till it was time for dinner. They even had to run (for the second time that day), so they would not miss all the good food.
When they were seated, there were whispers and people threw looks at Raven.
'Hey you, tailwoman,' Draco yelled, 'I heard you got expelled from Durmstrang, because you were as stupid as the animal you look like.'
Raven sighed, but not of anger, she just seemed bored.
'How many times have I already heard stuff like this,' she whispered to Harry, 'They never come up with something new.'
'And that's probably why you have your own room too. You sleep on a bed of hay, and you didn't want anyone to discover it.'
The deserts stood on the tables, the usual apple pies, chocolate fudge cake, spotted dick and fresh fruits salad. Raven grabbed one of the little muffins close by, stood up, turned around, seemed to hesitate for a moment, but then she threw it at Malfoy.
'Foodfight!' someone yelled, and suddenly the cakes, the whipped cream, the jelly, all flew through the air. Even Hermione started to fling food to the other tables. Harry got cherry flan in his hair, Ron managed to stay clean, except for his hands, because he kept throwing all kinds at ice-cream at the Hufflepuffs. Raven continued to pitch the muffins at Draco, she was the only one who really meant to hurt the one she was aiming at, but she still had fun (especially when Draco used Crabbe as a shield on his front, and he got hit on the back of his head by a rice pudding, thrown by a fellow Slytherin.
The teachers let them have their fun for a little while. Dumbledore threw a few pieces of treacle tart himself. But after a little while he stood up, and bellowed: 'Enough'
Everything went silent, and looked at the teachers table.
'It has been fun, but now it is time for you to go to the rooms of your House. To sleep maybe, or to have a little 'afterparty'
Everyone giggled, it was indeed very weird. Dumbledore, the long bearded headmaster, with yellow custard trickling from his hat.
-*-*-
Back in the Gryffindor common room, everyone was talking about their 'great hits'
'Did you see that look on his face? When I hit him with the banana ice- cream right in his neck! Ow, I wished it was winter already, so we could have some great snow fights outside,' Ron said.
'Ron, have you forgotten that we can never have snowfights, because in that time of year we're from head to toe buried in homework,' Harry reminded him, 'But now I want to sleep, I don't want to risk,' he yawned widely, 'we get the same situation as this morning.'
'I agree with you, Harry, I'll go up too,' Hermione said, 'you two better get to sleep as well. Ron you seem awake but I know better, and Raven, you look like you could fall asleep any moment.'
'Yes, mom,' Ron and Raven said at exactly the same time. They looked at each other and they laughed.
They all went to their dormitories, and found out they were the last of their 'sleeping partners' to enter.
It took Harry and Ron both a long time to fall asleep, but not because they were talking to each-other, and not because Neville was snoring, they were both thinking of the 'little girl'. She looked so small, so pretty, so fragile, but she was able to take care of herself, they had seen that during dinner. Having a hard-on when you sleep with four guys in one bedroom was a real problem.
-*-*-
A/N: Oh no! Now it seems like I'm writing a very ordinary love story! I promise you it isn't! Maybe there is going to be some love, but there's only a very little chance there will be. I just discovered who or what Raven is, and she's not what you think she is. Next chapter there are real secrets to be revealed!
Please review, and see you next Chapter!
Chapter 3: A tail and a dinner which will be remembered
Harry saw what Ron meant, and he was shocked. From under the back of Raven's robes stuck out a furry. . . something.
'You. . . you have a tail?!' he said.
'Like what else does it look?' the girl said, with a soft, trembling voice.
'I dunno. You could be hiding a Niffler under you robes, of course,' Ron said, trying to be funny, but he didn't succeed; no one laughed. Everyone just stared at Raven, whispering to each other.
'. . . no human has a tail . . .'
'. . . so dangerous, did you see those. . .'
' Is she one of Hagrid's new pets?'
' . . . in our House! A monster!'
'What's going on here!'
Everyone went silent and looked at the entrance. Professor McGonagall stood there, which was weird, because she normally never entered the common room.
'I asked what's happening here. Is anyone going to answer me?'
One of the first years was brave enough to speak: 'She,' he pointed at Raven, 'has a tail! So she's a monster. When I write my parents about this you'll be in big trouble.'
'There won't be any trouble at all,' McGonagall said, while she walked at the young girl, 'because everyone will go to their classes. And she is no monster. She is a fellow student who has been cursed while she was a kid, and there is no counter curse yet. Now go!'
And all the students went through the portrait of the Fat Lady. They already knew it wasn't smart to ignore something the Head of their House ordered. The only ones who left behind were Harry, Ron and Hermione. And, of course, McGonnagal herself and Raven, who looked a little happier already with all the younger ones gone.
'Don't you have classes to attend?' McGonnagal asked kindly.
'No, we have a short day on Tuesdays, professor,' Hermione answered.
'I see. Now, would you be so kind, to give Raven a little guide though the castle and the grounds? There was no time yesterday.'
'Sure, professor,' the three friend said in unison.
'Alright then,' she said, and she turned to Raven. 'You are sure you are fine, miss Shirow?'
'Yes, I am, I was just afraid they. . .'
'I understand. Have fun this afternoon.' And McGonagall left.
'Shirow, nice last name,' Ron said, 'does it mean anything?'
'I don't know, just had it all my life. It could mean 'boring' of course. I don't like getting attention for my tail, but it's better than sitting at home, not being allowed to go outside, because your parents are afraid people will think you are weird.'
'Know the feeling,' Harry said, thinking of how he had it at the Dursleys.
'Come on, lets go now, I want to see more of this castle today than this common room and the Potions-classroom!'
The friends first showed her all the classrooms from all the classes Raven attended. And along the way they told them what they had experienced on the different places along their way.
'And here I almost got caught by Filch, during our fourth year, when I was working out the clue of the second task in the Triwizard tournament.'
'Here is the statue under which the secret passage to Hogsmade, that's the wizard village close by, starts.'
'At this place was a swamp last year, created by two of my older brothers, who have a joke shop now. There is the piece professor Flitwick left.'
After the sightseeing in the school building, they went outside to show Raven the school grounds, and to visit Hagrid, who they hadn't seen all summer. Everyone was outside, because the weather was still pretty good for this time of year. The sky was cloudless, the sun was warm, the grass was green.
Inside Hagrid's hut it was nice and cool.
'I thought Icethee would do better now, with this weather,' Hagrid said, when they all sat down on the ground, because there were not enough chairs.
'Yeah, nice, did you make it yourself?' Hermione asked.
'Nah, bought it when I was in London, doin' some business for Dumbledore.'
They didn't ask any further, like what kind of business he had been doing in London, when there were so many other members of the Order of the Phoenix there.
'But who are you, little girl?' Hagrid asked, 'Never seen you before.'
'I'm Raven Shirow, and I just attended Hogwarts. They showed me the whole place. . . or at least a lot of it'
'And a Gryffindor too?'
'Yes. I like it, the people are nice, just a bit nosy,' she said this while looking supposed angry at Ron, who had been questioning her tail and why she had gone to Hogwarts so late the whole tour, without much luck.
The rest of the time they talked about all kinds of stuff. The summer had not been the most interesting one, but nonetheless there was much to be told. Raven seemed to feel comfortable, she told them about her house, and her family. The house had three floors, and her room was the attic, the walls of it were painted all the shades between red, purple and black. She had a big four-poster, a large wooden desk, and over it hang posters of a few muggle metalbands. She had no sisters or brothers, her mum and dad, both muggles, didn't really care what she was doing, as long as she didn't went outside to often.
'I think they are scared the neighbours think I'm a 'mutant'. That's what they call me.'
They stayed with Hagrid till it was time for dinner. They even had to run (for the second time that day), so they would not miss all the good food.
When they were seated, there were whispers and people threw looks at Raven.
'Hey you, tailwoman,' Draco yelled, 'I heard you got expelled from Durmstrang, because you were as stupid as the animal you look like.'
Raven sighed, but not of anger, she just seemed bored.
'How many times have I already heard stuff like this,' she whispered to Harry, 'They never come up with something new.'
'And that's probably why you have your own room too. You sleep on a bed of hay, and you didn't want anyone to discover it.'
The deserts stood on the tables, the usual apple pies, chocolate fudge cake, spotted dick and fresh fruits salad. Raven grabbed one of the little muffins close by, stood up, turned around, seemed to hesitate for a moment, but then she threw it at Malfoy.
'Foodfight!' someone yelled, and suddenly the cakes, the whipped cream, the jelly, all flew through the air. Even Hermione started to fling food to the other tables. Harry got cherry flan in his hair, Ron managed to stay clean, except for his hands, because he kept throwing all kinds at ice-cream at the Hufflepuffs. Raven continued to pitch the muffins at Draco, she was the only one who really meant to hurt the one she was aiming at, but she still had fun (especially when Draco used Crabbe as a shield on his front, and he got hit on the back of his head by a rice pudding, thrown by a fellow Slytherin.
The teachers let them have their fun for a little while. Dumbledore threw a few pieces of treacle tart himself. But after a little while he stood up, and bellowed: 'Enough'
Everything went silent, and looked at the teachers table.
'It has been fun, but now it is time for you to go to the rooms of your House. To sleep maybe, or to have a little 'afterparty'
Everyone giggled, it was indeed very weird. Dumbledore, the long bearded headmaster, with yellow custard trickling from his hat.
-*-*-
Back in the Gryffindor common room, everyone was talking about their 'great hits'
'Did you see that look on his face? When I hit him with the banana ice- cream right in his neck! Ow, I wished it was winter already, so we could have some great snow fights outside,' Ron said.
'Ron, have you forgotten that we can never have snowfights, because in that time of year we're from head to toe buried in homework,' Harry reminded him, 'But now I want to sleep, I don't want to risk,' he yawned widely, 'we get the same situation as this morning.'
'I agree with you, Harry, I'll go up too,' Hermione said, 'you two better get to sleep as well. Ron you seem awake but I know better, and Raven, you look like you could fall asleep any moment.'
'Yes, mom,' Ron and Raven said at exactly the same time. They looked at each other and they laughed.
They all went to their dormitories, and found out they were the last of their 'sleeping partners' to enter.
It took Harry and Ron both a long time to fall asleep, but not because they were talking to each-other, and not because Neville was snoring, they were both thinking of the 'little girl'. She looked so small, so pretty, so fragile, but she was able to take care of herself, they had seen that during dinner. Having a hard-on when you sleep with four guys in one bedroom was a real problem.
-*-*-
A/N: Oh no! Now it seems like I'm writing a very ordinary love story! I promise you it isn't! Maybe there is going to be some love, but there's only a very little chance there will be. I just discovered who or what Raven is, and she's not what you think she is. Next chapter there are real secrets to be revealed!
Please review, and see you next Chapter!