Parvati Patil: The Soul Within
Summary: Parvati Patil is just that Gryffindor prep and member of the Hogwarts gossip circle. She's just Lavender Brown's sidekick and fan of Professor Trelawney. Right?. Maybe not, after all, people change. 6th year fic.
Disclaimer: If you recognize it, chances are that I don't own it.
A/N: Errr...This chapter was hard to right. It is a bit like a continued introduction in which nothing overly important happens. Also, before I go on I would like to thank my reviewers (you know who you are!) Thank you. For anybody else, please R/R
Chapter 2: Mother
Parvati was jerked out of her slumber by a tap on the shoulder. She lazily opened her eyes and yawned, staring up into a pair of dazzling, mysterious eyes. It was a few more seconds before realization hit her, and when it did she leaped out of her seat and made an unsuccessful attempt to straighten her robes.
"Oh my God. I didn't mean to fall asleep! Im sorry, I'll just...umm.." Parvati gulped at the amused looks of the other members of the compartment. She was making a fool of herself, just like she always feared she would.
"You'll probably just get off the train with the rest of us, unless you plan on returning to Hogwarts for the summer." Harry said in an amused voice, gesturing to the window where the train was screeching to a halt at a King's Cross platform.
"Err...yeah. Bye then, have to get my stuff. Yeah, that's it. See you next year." Parvati hurriedly exited the compartment, rubbing her neck, which was sore from nodding off in one of the train's seats.
She entered back into the compartment that she had shared with Lavender at the beginning of the train ride.
"Where did you run off to?"
"Err..." Parvati was at a loss of words. If she told Lavender that she had abandoned her just to go off and fall asleep in Harry Potter's compartment then Lavender would most likely go into a hysteric fit of giggles and never leave Parvati alone about it. Afterall, Lavender's day was made if a guy like Harry so much as said 'Hi' to her, much less let her 'hang out' with him.
"Eww. I know, you were trying to hook up with that one blonde boy weren't you? The one from Ravenclaw. Oh girl, you should have told me. I could have fixed you hair for you first. I can't believe that you are wearing it in that dreadful pony tail. Maybe you should get a perm, Im going to get one this summer. Do you think Harry might notice me if I got a perm..."
"Actually Lav, I wasn't hitting on Terry. He IS going out with my sister you know? And my hair is not dreadful. And Harry Potter will most likely never notice you. I heard that he has his eyes on some French girl."
Parvati said this all of this in one breath, making up the last statement simply to get Lavender to shut up about Harry. As Lavender started up again Parvati began heaving her trunk off the train, silently wondering were Lavender's was. She probably had some pitiful 3rd year boy to haul it off for her.
"...and I'm not surprised to hear that Harry is after a French girl. They do say that Harry likes it dirty, and you and I both know the reputation those French witches have." Here Lavender wiggled her eyebrows suggestively and burst into a fit of giggles. "Anyway, if you weren't with Terry then...Oh no, don't tell me that you are after Dean. You can do better than him!"
"Look Lav, I was just walking around if you're so interested." Lavender looked slightly taken back and offended for a minute as they made their way down onto the platform and began the search for their respective families.
Lavender seemed to forget any hostility that she had been feeling when, as Parvati had suspected, a small blonde 3rd year boy pushed Lavender's trunk up to her. Lavender thanked the boy and gave him a peck on the cheek. The boy blushed a deep shade of red and hurried of into the crowd in a blur.
"He's so cute. His name is Darren, wish he was in our year." Lavender cooed. Parvati rolled her eyes. "Oh, there's my mum." Lavender hurried off towards a plump blonde lady, calling over her shoulder to Parvati to remind her to owl frequently.
Parvati continued her search for her family, but it was in vain as Platform 9 ¾ continued to thin out. She spotted her sister sitting on a bench on the far side of the platform. Her face was hidden behind a large book, but identical twins do have a way of recognizing each other.
"They're late. Again." Parvati said, in a frustrated voice as she neared her sister.
"And you expected otherwise? And don't complain, its not proper."
"Not really. And since when have you cared for manners?"
"Since realization hit me that we just turned sixteen. I am planning on getting a job this summer. I already have an application for the robe shop in Diagon Alley and one for being an assistant at the Library in Hogsmeade."
"Does Mother know?"
"Of course."
"Father?" Padma either didn't hear, or didn't acknowledge this question and once again became immersed in her book. Parvati glimpsed the title, Ravenclaw Prefects: The Path to Power.
"Aren't you ambitious? Sounds like the Sorting Hat placed you in the wrong house." Parvati joked in an attempt to lighten the suddenly somber mood. All she got in response was a glare and toss of hair. A few more minutes passed by before Parvati gave another attempt at conversation.
"We're the last ones here."
"We always are." Padma replied, not looking up from her book.
"God, I swear that even Lavender is more interesting than you! At least she talks."
"You say that as if you don't enjoy her gossip."
"Whatever. There's Mother." Parvati said as a black haired petite women with large, dark eyes framed by thin spectacles approached the two sisters. The women didn't have on wizarding robes, but instead wore a very professional looking navy blue business skirt and coat.
Parvati hopped off the metal bench she had been sitting on next to her twin. Padma calmly stood up, placed her book inside her orderly trunk and straightened out her robes.
"There you two are. I assume you are ready?"
"Yes Mother."
"Of course Mother."
"Hurry on now." The women said, turning briskly and heading through the barrier that separated the muggle and wizard worlds. Her daughters quickly followed her, knowing that their mother was not to be questioned.
It was several hours later that the three female members of the Patil family could be found sipping tea from expensive china in a meticulously clean dinning room.
"I trust your year at Hogwarts was enjoyable?"
"Yes Mother." Parvati answered in a 'why-do-you-ask-the-same-questions- every-year' tone. The sarcasm went undetected by her mother.
"When will you receive your OWL results?"
"They will arrive in about two weeks time. Around the 21st I believe." Padma informed her.
"Excellent. You both naturally did fantastic, correct?"
"Yes Mother."
"Who won the House Cup."
"Slytherin." Parvati muttered.
"Ravenclaw got second! Parvati's lowly Gryffindors finished last! Even Hufflepuff did better than them." Padma said in a sing-song teasing voice.
"Whatever, it was only because the Weasly Twins pulled more pranks than usual because it was their 7th year, and Umbridge didn't help either."
Ms. Patil shut both of her daughters up with a disapproving warning glance.
"Where's father." Parvati asked, not really caring, yet wanting to stop talking about the school. Besides, she was afraid that her OWL results would disappoint her parents' high expectations.
"Away on business." And that was that. The twins knew when that when Father was away on business no questions were to be asked about why, where or of what nature his business was. 'Ask no questions and you shall be told no lies' was an unwritten law in the Patil household.
"Which reminds me, I will be leaving tomorrow for America for work for a week or two. I expect you two to behave yourselves and mind your father when he is around. You will also be expected to help keep up the house while your father and I aren't here, that pitiful house-elf of ours isn't capable of doing all the work."
"..But what about the job I'm going to get...?"
"...Lavender invited me over to her house, does this mean that...?"
"Silence! Now. Padma, if you get a job then I will permit you to floo into work, but nowhere else. Understand?"
"Yes Mother."
"Good, I will inform your father on that matter. And Parvati, you will just have to wait until later in the summer before visiting Lavender. I know that your...social...life is important to you, but it can wait until July."
"Yes Mother."
Ms. Patil then set her empty tea cup on the table and informed Parvati and Padma that they were dismissed. Parvati took the dismissal all to gratefully.
Summary: Parvati Patil is just that Gryffindor prep and member of the Hogwarts gossip circle. She's just Lavender Brown's sidekick and fan of Professor Trelawney. Right?. Maybe not, after all, people change. 6th year fic.
Disclaimer: If you recognize it, chances are that I don't own it.
A/N: Errr...This chapter was hard to right. It is a bit like a continued introduction in which nothing overly important happens. Also, before I go on I would like to thank my reviewers (you know who you are!) Thank you. For anybody else, please R/R
Chapter 2: Mother
Parvati was jerked out of her slumber by a tap on the shoulder. She lazily opened her eyes and yawned, staring up into a pair of dazzling, mysterious eyes. It was a few more seconds before realization hit her, and when it did she leaped out of her seat and made an unsuccessful attempt to straighten her robes.
"Oh my God. I didn't mean to fall asleep! Im sorry, I'll just...umm.." Parvati gulped at the amused looks of the other members of the compartment. She was making a fool of herself, just like she always feared she would.
"You'll probably just get off the train with the rest of us, unless you plan on returning to Hogwarts for the summer." Harry said in an amused voice, gesturing to the window where the train was screeching to a halt at a King's Cross platform.
"Err...yeah. Bye then, have to get my stuff. Yeah, that's it. See you next year." Parvati hurriedly exited the compartment, rubbing her neck, which was sore from nodding off in one of the train's seats.
She entered back into the compartment that she had shared with Lavender at the beginning of the train ride.
"Where did you run off to?"
"Err..." Parvati was at a loss of words. If she told Lavender that she had abandoned her just to go off and fall asleep in Harry Potter's compartment then Lavender would most likely go into a hysteric fit of giggles and never leave Parvati alone about it. Afterall, Lavender's day was made if a guy like Harry so much as said 'Hi' to her, much less let her 'hang out' with him.
"Eww. I know, you were trying to hook up with that one blonde boy weren't you? The one from Ravenclaw. Oh girl, you should have told me. I could have fixed you hair for you first. I can't believe that you are wearing it in that dreadful pony tail. Maybe you should get a perm, Im going to get one this summer. Do you think Harry might notice me if I got a perm..."
"Actually Lav, I wasn't hitting on Terry. He IS going out with my sister you know? And my hair is not dreadful. And Harry Potter will most likely never notice you. I heard that he has his eyes on some French girl."
Parvati said this all of this in one breath, making up the last statement simply to get Lavender to shut up about Harry. As Lavender started up again Parvati began heaving her trunk off the train, silently wondering were Lavender's was. She probably had some pitiful 3rd year boy to haul it off for her.
"...and I'm not surprised to hear that Harry is after a French girl. They do say that Harry likes it dirty, and you and I both know the reputation those French witches have." Here Lavender wiggled her eyebrows suggestively and burst into a fit of giggles. "Anyway, if you weren't with Terry then...Oh no, don't tell me that you are after Dean. You can do better than him!"
"Look Lav, I was just walking around if you're so interested." Lavender looked slightly taken back and offended for a minute as they made their way down onto the platform and began the search for their respective families.
Lavender seemed to forget any hostility that she had been feeling when, as Parvati had suspected, a small blonde 3rd year boy pushed Lavender's trunk up to her. Lavender thanked the boy and gave him a peck on the cheek. The boy blushed a deep shade of red and hurried of into the crowd in a blur.
"He's so cute. His name is Darren, wish he was in our year." Lavender cooed. Parvati rolled her eyes. "Oh, there's my mum." Lavender hurried off towards a plump blonde lady, calling over her shoulder to Parvati to remind her to owl frequently.
Parvati continued her search for her family, but it was in vain as Platform 9 ¾ continued to thin out. She spotted her sister sitting on a bench on the far side of the platform. Her face was hidden behind a large book, but identical twins do have a way of recognizing each other.
"They're late. Again." Parvati said, in a frustrated voice as she neared her sister.
"And you expected otherwise? And don't complain, its not proper."
"Not really. And since when have you cared for manners?"
"Since realization hit me that we just turned sixteen. I am planning on getting a job this summer. I already have an application for the robe shop in Diagon Alley and one for being an assistant at the Library in Hogsmeade."
"Does Mother know?"
"Of course."
"Father?" Padma either didn't hear, or didn't acknowledge this question and once again became immersed in her book. Parvati glimpsed the title, Ravenclaw Prefects: The Path to Power.
"Aren't you ambitious? Sounds like the Sorting Hat placed you in the wrong house." Parvati joked in an attempt to lighten the suddenly somber mood. All she got in response was a glare and toss of hair. A few more minutes passed by before Parvati gave another attempt at conversation.
"We're the last ones here."
"We always are." Padma replied, not looking up from her book.
"God, I swear that even Lavender is more interesting than you! At least she talks."
"You say that as if you don't enjoy her gossip."
"Whatever. There's Mother." Parvati said as a black haired petite women with large, dark eyes framed by thin spectacles approached the two sisters. The women didn't have on wizarding robes, but instead wore a very professional looking navy blue business skirt and coat.
Parvati hopped off the metal bench she had been sitting on next to her twin. Padma calmly stood up, placed her book inside her orderly trunk and straightened out her robes.
"There you two are. I assume you are ready?"
"Yes Mother."
"Of course Mother."
"Hurry on now." The women said, turning briskly and heading through the barrier that separated the muggle and wizard worlds. Her daughters quickly followed her, knowing that their mother was not to be questioned.
It was several hours later that the three female members of the Patil family could be found sipping tea from expensive china in a meticulously clean dinning room.
"I trust your year at Hogwarts was enjoyable?"
"Yes Mother." Parvati answered in a 'why-do-you-ask-the-same-questions- every-year' tone. The sarcasm went undetected by her mother.
"When will you receive your OWL results?"
"They will arrive in about two weeks time. Around the 21st I believe." Padma informed her.
"Excellent. You both naturally did fantastic, correct?"
"Yes Mother."
"Who won the House Cup."
"Slytherin." Parvati muttered.
"Ravenclaw got second! Parvati's lowly Gryffindors finished last! Even Hufflepuff did better than them." Padma said in a sing-song teasing voice.
"Whatever, it was only because the Weasly Twins pulled more pranks than usual because it was their 7th year, and Umbridge didn't help either."
Ms. Patil shut both of her daughters up with a disapproving warning glance.
"Where's father." Parvati asked, not really caring, yet wanting to stop talking about the school. Besides, she was afraid that her OWL results would disappoint her parents' high expectations.
"Away on business." And that was that. The twins knew when that when Father was away on business no questions were to be asked about why, where or of what nature his business was. 'Ask no questions and you shall be told no lies' was an unwritten law in the Patil household.
"Which reminds me, I will be leaving tomorrow for America for work for a week or two. I expect you two to behave yourselves and mind your father when he is around. You will also be expected to help keep up the house while your father and I aren't here, that pitiful house-elf of ours isn't capable of doing all the work."
"..But what about the job I'm going to get...?"
"...Lavender invited me over to her house, does this mean that...?"
"Silence! Now. Padma, if you get a job then I will permit you to floo into work, but nowhere else. Understand?"
"Yes Mother."
"Good, I will inform your father on that matter. And Parvati, you will just have to wait until later in the summer before visiting Lavender. I know that your...social...life is important to you, but it can wait until July."
"Yes Mother."
Ms. Patil then set her empty tea cup on the table and informed Parvati and Padma that they were dismissed. Parvati took the dismissal all to gratefully.