memories are still pointed out eg, (memory) (end of memory) lol, If anyone
can tell me how the hell I can get italics I will love you forever, please,
please tell me!!!
Chapter 5
The great hall was just as she remembered it, the ancient walls that seemed to pulse with the power this great building held, its gothic arches giving it an air of mysticism the she loved, her whole body tingled with excitement as she stepped under its enchanted ceiling, she looked up to see the stars that shone from above and the clouds that dragged themselves lazily across the moonlight nights sky.
Awoken from her dream as she saw the tall figure in front of her. His long beard and piercing blue eyes. The man who had given her hope.
"I've missed you" was all she could say, all she could think to say
"Likewise my dear Alexandra, I hope you did not have too much difficulty escaping the ministry?"
"A little, but nothing that I couldn't handle, you know what he's like" she found herself incapable of holding his gaze as she finished her sentence.
"I'm sure" he answered "Let us be seated before they arrive then" he said directing her to a seat beside Serverus upon the dais.
As if all at once a thousand different voices played upon her ears, the hall that had seemed dead to it was suddenly infused with life as the great doors swung open to reveal a wave of children of all shapes, ages, sizes and race's. A smile past her face, it was a bit daunting seeing it from the other angle, added to the fact she felt like a complete idiot sat their above everyone else, as well as that she felt lonely, she was usually sat surrounded by all those she cared for, and they were either dead now or on the run, or god knows where, she missed them, it had been six years ago that she had last seen Remus, and the others so long that she had almost forgotten what they looked like 'Why do memories have to fade?' she sighed inwardly. And cast her eyes upon the line of first years, some looked completely traumatised, clearly the ones who had elder siblings and had caused them to lose their sanity through the tales they had told them about the sorting.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, may I please have your attention for the sorting" Dumbledore raised his voice above the chatter from beneath him as the old stool and hat were brought in front of them. The sorting began.
**********
(memory)"Concentrate Lexie" her grandmother's voice sounded somewhat exasperated by now.
"I CAN'T do it, it's too hard. What's the point anyway?!"
"The point would be that you're a Summoner who can't summon her staff to do any real summons with!! You need to be able to do this Alexandra, I know it's hard, but you need to be able to." Her grandmother hug her tightly to stop the tears from leaving her granddaughters eyes "now, remember let your mind go blank, let it come to you, just relax"
She complied and sat there on the floor cross legged and placed her hands out in front of her. Small beads of white light began to float across her palms, more and more appeared and began to move purposefully forming a long glowing line in front of her that seethed with magic and power.
"Good girl. Now, try and make it take form, try and imagine it in your mind, can you see it? Its shape colour, texture"
Turning her mind to the picture of it that danced across her eyelids and sighing, she continued the incantation. The long white engraved wooden shaft, the way it curved outwards into three separate branches that went out and curved back round to join together forming a small oval cage where a deep red stone nested. At the centre of the shaft a crimson and gold fabric was wrapped gently around. It was simple, but beautiful; it was what she had always wanted to hold.
Completely lost in her thought she felt her grandmother shake her gently opening her eyes she saw the exquisite object before her. She let her finger trace the engraved Celtic design that ran across the wood.
"It's even more beautiful in the flesh" she murmured.
"Is this what you wanted?"
"Yes" she sounded dreamy as she answered
"It is a fine staff, you shall still have to practise making it come to you, you did take your time, and time is something you don't have on a battle field."
"Come on grandmother, you know I'll never see a battle field, I'm to be married" she sighed, how could she stop it from happening.
"Or not" she looked up at her face.
"Explain!" she smiled eagerly.
"I'm not sure yet my child, but, I don't want you to marry him, your farther is too rash, give me time and I shall try to sort you out a better future, if you are happy to leave here?"
"My only regret would be leaving you"
Her grandmother laughed "You are very wise for your age, and to that I commend you, but I shall keep in contact with you if you went"
"Went where?!"
"Just don't get married yet, patients is, after all, a virtue." (end of memory)
The feast was now ending; the weary children walked out of the hall, friends chattering with enthusiasm, others barely able to keep their eyes open.
"Alexandra?" Dumbledore's soft voice awoke her from her day dreams.
"Yes?" she smiled tiredly
"Perhaps you should go to bed? Your in the red room, I have no doubt that you know where the teachers corridor is" he smiled at her knowingly "The pass word is 'marmalade'. I'll see you in the morning."
Making her way up the spiral staircase up into the corridor she stood to face a portrait of a young maiden, flowers strewn through her hair and at her feet, angelic wings came from her back, she smiled serenely.
"Evening Angelicas."
"Evening, Nick said he thought you were coming, you haven't aged much, can still tell who you are, anyway, password?"
"Oh feck, damn it why can't I remember anything? Ermm, marmite? No, that's not it, Marmaduke?"
"Nope"
"Marmalade!"
"Give the girl a medal!" The painting swung open into a brightly lit corridor.
"Red door" she muttered to herself stopping in front of it and placed her hand upon the door knob and was ready to enter before she heard voices laughing. 'It was a red door wasn't it?' she questioned herself. She called her staff into her hand and barged in.
"What the bloody hell?!" her eyes shot open, now fully awake.
Oh oh, cliff-hanger, lol, again please review!!! And please, will some one tell me how to get italics on here!! Very frustrating :o)
Chapter 5
The great hall was just as she remembered it, the ancient walls that seemed to pulse with the power this great building held, its gothic arches giving it an air of mysticism the she loved, her whole body tingled with excitement as she stepped under its enchanted ceiling, she looked up to see the stars that shone from above and the clouds that dragged themselves lazily across the moonlight nights sky.
Awoken from her dream as she saw the tall figure in front of her. His long beard and piercing blue eyes. The man who had given her hope.
"I've missed you" was all she could say, all she could think to say
"Likewise my dear Alexandra, I hope you did not have too much difficulty escaping the ministry?"
"A little, but nothing that I couldn't handle, you know what he's like" she found herself incapable of holding his gaze as she finished her sentence.
"I'm sure" he answered "Let us be seated before they arrive then" he said directing her to a seat beside Serverus upon the dais.
As if all at once a thousand different voices played upon her ears, the hall that had seemed dead to it was suddenly infused with life as the great doors swung open to reveal a wave of children of all shapes, ages, sizes and race's. A smile past her face, it was a bit daunting seeing it from the other angle, added to the fact she felt like a complete idiot sat their above everyone else, as well as that she felt lonely, she was usually sat surrounded by all those she cared for, and they were either dead now or on the run, or god knows where, she missed them, it had been six years ago that she had last seen Remus, and the others so long that she had almost forgotten what they looked like 'Why do memories have to fade?' she sighed inwardly. And cast her eyes upon the line of first years, some looked completely traumatised, clearly the ones who had elder siblings and had caused them to lose their sanity through the tales they had told them about the sorting.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, may I please have your attention for the sorting" Dumbledore raised his voice above the chatter from beneath him as the old stool and hat were brought in front of them. The sorting began.
**********
(memory)"Concentrate Lexie" her grandmother's voice sounded somewhat exasperated by now.
"I CAN'T do it, it's too hard. What's the point anyway?!"
"The point would be that you're a Summoner who can't summon her staff to do any real summons with!! You need to be able to do this Alexandra, I know it's hard, but you need to be able to." Her grandmother hug her tightly to stop the tears from leaving her granddaughters eyes "now, remember let your mind go blank, let it come to you, just relax"
She complied and sat there on the floor cross legged and placed her hands out in front of her. Small beads of white light began to float across her palms, more and more appeared and began to move purposefully forming a long glowing line in front of her that seethed with magic and power.
"Good girl. Now, try and make it take form, try and imagine it in your mind, can you see it? Its shape colour, texture"
Turning her mind to the picture of it that danced across her eyelids and sighing, she continued the incantation. The long white engraved wooden shaft, the way it curved outwards into three separate branches that went out and curved back round to join together forming a small oval cage where a deep red stone nested. At the centre of the shaft a crimson and gold fabric was wrapped gently around. It was simple, but beautiful; it was what she had always wanted to hold.
Completely lost in her thought she felt her grandmother shake her gently opening her eyes she saw the exquisite object before her. She let her finger trace the engraved Celtic design that ran across the wood.
"It's even more beautiful in the flesh" she murmured.
"Is this what you wanted?"
"Yes" she sounded dreamy as she answered
"It is a fine staff, you shall still have to practise making it come to you, you did take your time, and time is something you don't have on a battle field."
"Come on grandmother, you know I'll never see a battle field, I'm to be married" she sighed, how could she stop it from happening.
"Or not" she looked up at her face.
"Explain!" she smiled eagerly.
"I'm not sure yet my child, but, I don't want you to marry him, your farther is too rash, give me time and I shall try to sort you out a better future, if you are happy to leave here?"
"My only regret would be leaving you"
Her grandmother laughed "You are very wise for your age, and to that I commend you, but I shall keep in contact with you if you went"
"Went where?!"
"Just don't get married yet, patients is, after all, a virtue." (end of memory)
The feast was now ending; the weary children walked out of the hall, friends chattering with enthusiasm, others barely able to keep their eyes open.
"Alexandra?" Dumbledore's soft voice awoke her from her day dreams.
"Yes?" she smiled tiredly
"Perhaps you should go to bed? Your in the red room, I have no doubt that you know where the teachers corridor is" he smiled at her knowingly "The pass word is 'marmalade'. I'll see you in the morning."
Making her way up the spiral staircase up into the corridor she stood to face a portrait of a young maiden, flowers strewn through her hair and at her feet, angelic wings came from her back, she smiled serenely.
"Evening Angelicas."
"Evening, Nick said he thought you were coming, you haven't aged much, can still tell who you are, anyway, password?"
"Oh feck, damn it why can't I remember anything? Ermm, marmite? No, that's not it, Marmaduke?"
"Nope"
"Marmalade!"
"Give the girl a medal!" The painting swung open into a brightly lit corridor.
"Red door" she muttered to herself stopping in front of it and placed her hand upon the door knob and was ready to enter before she heard voices laughing. 'It was a red door wasn't it?' she questioned herself. She called her staff into her hand and barged in.
"What the bloody hell?!" her eyes shot open, now fully awake.
Oh oh, cliff-hanger, lol, again please review!!! And please, will some one tell me how to get italics on here!! Very frustrating :o)