Yes Miss Susan
Ok I don't own Harry Potter or Discworld so no sue.
Susan from Discworld becomes the new defense against dark teacher...need I say more
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Susan closed her eyes and started walking down the hall towards the staff lounge. She, Susan was not by nature a social person. This was probably due to her heritage; sometimes she had the tendency to make people somewhat nervous. Thus her history with parent-teacher meetings was not good. Susan found that she had the power to make almost anyone sit in a perfect upright position as if they were scared of getting detention; EVEN if they were already out of school. Well except for maybe one person... Then again.
Could Death be counted as a person?
Shaking her head Susan let go of her musings and continued down the hall, it was better to think on the task at hand. Like had the Wizarding world-
Susan's thoughts corrected themselves; had the Wizards HERE had the sense to ban and destroy all chocolate with nogurt in it? Probably not she thought answering her own question; nogurt seemed to have this effect on most people. It made people like its disgustingly sticky change from real chocolate. This was of course unlike the changes occurring now. People in general were starting to notice them, and when people in general started to notice things that meant trouble.
Most people found a way to disbelieve everything that didn't want to believe but this time something was making them believe. Susan had a fairly good idea that the certain 'something' wasn't acting in the best interests of well, everything.
As Susan neared the Staff lounge she put her witch's hat on and became 'professor Sto-Helit'. It looked like her thoughts would have to wait.
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Professor Snape lurked against the wall; he had just had a five hour debate with McGonagall on the odds that Slytherin would win the quiddich cup this year. His argument hadn't gone so well, Mogonogal had simply pointed out the he had already lost three years running and that it was better to give up while he was ahead. So Professor Snape was lurking against a wall ready to take out his temper on the next person he came in contact with.
It was then that Professor Sto-Helit walked into the room. Almost on impact she was bombarded with welcomes and other forms of greetings. Snape smirked; at least he wasn't in her position.
For some odd reason beyond his knowledge Snape was compelled to look up at the raven statue on the mantle piece. Hadn't it always been there?
Still he mused, somehow it just didn't fit.
Deciding he was being stupid he ignored this sudden, out of character impulse and went about things as usual. This also translated as 'back to lurking'.
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Frankly Susan had tired to talking to these people hours ago; she had already formed an opinion on each of them within a few minutes of talking and just wanted to go back to her quiet room. She was also allocating her time from talking (not very enthusiastically though) and shooting warning glances/glares between the odd little skeleton statue on the table beside the chair and that curious Raven statue on the mantle piece.
"Why" she muttered. "Do they always follow me?"
"What did you say" Professor Binns asked floating along side her "Didn't hear you"
Professor Binns had taken quite a liking to Susan, he couldn't explain it but she seemed to have a certain aura that suggested she knew a lot about death. Professor Binns fought back an uncanny urge to say "Which death?"
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The turtle. Now by saying the turtle it was meant THE turtle. The great A- Tuin (sex unknown) shifted uncomfortably for the first time in its unnaturally long life. "Was it just it, or was the world slightly heavier now?
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SORRY! I know this is incredibly and unforgivably late but yr 12 does not give you much time to write at your own leisure! Other than that my only excuse is my computer crashing AGAIN (what's this; the third time?) and me losing all files and copies of every story I have ever written. And no, I could not be bothered to create backups and not I am being punished for it.
This isn't really a chapter but it's something isn't it? I just felt I needed to put something up for all those readers who have probably given up hoping that me, the incredibly lazy authoress Pebbles-Sama would get up off her lazy but and adjourn to the computer to write for them. As I said before, it's not much but at least something's been updated. I PROMISE you'll all get more of a chapter soon... when I finish that pile of assignments due in two weeks.
Pebbles-Sama
Ps I think I spelt the turtles name wrong but I couldn't be bothered to go find a book and check. Once again, this is due to me being lazy.
Ok I don't own Harry Potter or Discworld so no sue.
Susan from Discworld becomes the new defense against dark teacher...need I say more
**********
Susan closed her eyes and started walking down the hall towards the staff lounge. She, Susan was not by nature a social person. This was probably due to her heritage; sometimes she had the tendency to make people somewhat nervous. Thus her history with parent-teacher meetings was not good. Susan found that she had the power to make almost anyone sit in a perfect upright position as if they were scared of getting detention; EVEN if they were already out of school. Well except for maybe one person... Then again.
Could Death be counted as a person?
Shaking her head Susan let go of her musings and continued down the hall, it was better to think on the task at hand. Like had the Wizarding world-
Susan's thoughts corrected themselves; had the Wizards HERE had the sense to ban and destroy all chocolate with nogurt in it? Probably not she thought answering her own question; nogurt seemed to have this effect on most people. It made people like its disgustingly sticky change from real chocolate. This was of course unlike the changes occurring now. People in general were starting to notice them, and when people in general started to notice things that meant trouble.
Most people found a way to disbelieve everything that didn't want to believe but this time something was making them believe. Susan had a fairly good idea that the certain 'something' wasn't acting in the best interests of well, everything.
As Susan neared the Staff lounge she put her witch's hat on and became 'professor Sto-Helit'. It looked like her thoughts would have to wait.
**********
Professor Snape lurked against the wall; he had just had a five hour debate with McGonagall on the odds that Slytherin would win the quiddich cup this year. His argument hadn't gone so well, Mogonogal had simply pointed out the he had already lost three years running and that it was better to give up while he was ahead. So Professor Snape was lurking against a wall ready to take out his temper on the next person he came in contact with.
It was then that Professor Sto-Helit walked into the room. Almost on impact she was bombarded with welcomes and other forms of greetings. Snape smirked; at least he wasn't in her position.
For some odd reason beyond his knowledge Snape was compelled to look up at the raven statue on the mantle piece. Hadn't it always been there?
Still he mused, somehow it just didn't fit.
Deciding he was being stupid he ignored this sudden, out of character impulse and went about things as usual. This also translated as 'back to lurking'.
**********
Frankly Susan had tired to talking to these people hours ago; she had already formed an opinion on each of them within a few minutes of talking and just wanted to go back to her quiet room. She was also allocating her time from talking (not very enthusiastically though) and shooting warning glances/glares between the odd little skeleton statue on the table beside the chair and that curious Raven statue on the mantle piece.
"Why" she muttered. "Do they always follow me?"
"What did you say" Professor Binns asked floating along side her "Didn't hear you"
Professor Binns had taken quite a liking to Susan, he couldn't explain it but she seemed to have a certain aura that suggested she knew a lot about death. Professor Binns fought back an uncanny urge to say "Which death?"
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The turtle. Now by saying the turtle it was meant THE turtle. The great A- Tuin (sex unknown) shifted uncomfortably for the first time in its unnaturally long life. "Was it just it, or was the world slightly heavier now?
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SORRY! I know this is incredibly and unforgivably late but yr 12 does not give you much time to write at your own leisure! Other than that my only excuse is my computer crashing AGAIN (what's this; the third time?) and me losing all files and copies of every story I have ever written. And no, I could not be bothered to create backups and not I am being punished for it.
This isn't really a chapter but it's something isn't it? I just felt I needed to put something up for all those readers who have probably given up hoping that me, the incredibly lazy authoress Pebbles-Sama would get up off her lazy but and adjourn to the computer to write for them. As I said before, it's not much but at least something's been updated. I PROMISE you'll all get more of a chapter soon... when I finish that pile of assignments due in two weeks.
Pebbles-Sama
Ps I think I spelt the turtles name wrong but I couldn't be bothered to go find a book and check. Once again, this is due to me being lazy.