Disclaimer: All the work on Harry Potter is the great J. K. Rowling's, plus
a little bit of Tamora Pierce. Not mine or anybody else's who writes about
Harry and peoples.
Thanks to Wagga Wagga and Canberra for giving me inspiration, oh, and Questacon.
Be warned, with the Latin, unless you look it up somewhere you'll only find out near the end.
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Chapter 3: Disguises and a New Start.
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Harry was shaken out of his dream by the train shuddering to a stop. He looked out the window to find that the train was in the middle of a deserted plain. Loose sand whipped around the wheels of the Hogwarts Express. They were in the middle of the desert.
Suddenly Harry felt the ring in his pocket go hot. He had put it there so that it wouldn't get lost in his higgledy-piggledy trunk. Bringing it out to investigate it he found that it had another engraving on it. Veneficium Unbique Est, it read. Slipping the ring on his finger he found that the train had arrived at Hogwarts but it had been disguised for some reason. Calling to the rest of the school he led them to the school carriages that everyone thought was camels and made them ride to the entrance hall where everyone could see that it was Hogwarts.
Mrs McGonagall was waiting in the entrance hall when Harry came through the door first. Calling to him when several other people had come in, including Seamus's cousin and her friend, he was led off into her study. Here she slammed the door and demanded to see the ring. When holding it she immediately fell into a trance and fainted unconscious on the floor.
* * *
A few moments later Mrs McGonagall came around to find a pale faced Harry half-way out the door to get Madam Pomfery. Ruching around the corners and bumping into the few straggling students that had yet to get to the Great Hall he wondered what had over-come his teacher when she was holding the ring.
Harry burst into the hospital wing and called for Madam Pomfery to come down to see to Mrs McGonagall. He ran down the stairs with the schools healer hot on his trail to see what had happened to the teacher.
"Harry what are you doing getting Madam Pomfery to come down here just when the school had started??" Mrs McGonagall complained feebly "She had better things to do that to see me here on the first day,"
"But-"
"No buts Harry, you know that it was wrong."
"I'm sorry Mrs McGonagall, but Harry here told me that you had fainted when holding a ring that had somehow come into Harry's possession," Madam Pomfery pointed out "And indeed you do look a fair bit pale."
"Oh all right, I'll let you give me what I need but I really must be getting back to the feast. They can't start without me you know," Mrs McGonagall said, "Mr Potter, come see me tomorrow night at 8:30, I shall expect to see you then."
Harry quickly exited the room and ran down to the feast.
* * *
"Harry! Where were you?" was the first thing that Hermione said when Harry came into the hall.
"A little bit of appreciation would be nice, seeing what I did for you," was all that Harry could answer before Mrs McGonagall swept into the room with the new first years trailing behind her.
Harry Suddenly noticed that the stool for the sorting hat had already been placed out. On it Mrs McGonagall put the Sorting Hat and waited.
Then the Sorting Hat opened its mouth and began to sing:
Oh, you may not think I'm pretty,
But don't judge on what you see,
I'll eat myself if you can find
A smarter hat than me.
You can keep your bowlers black,
Your top hats sleek and tall,
For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat
and I can cap them all.
There's nothing hidden in your head
The Sorting Hat can't see,
So try me on and I will tell you
Where you ought to be.
You might belong in Gryffindor
Where dwell the brave at heart.
Their daring, nerve and chivalry
Set Gryffindors apart. Or perhaps in Hufflepuff
Where they are just and loyal.
Those patient Hufflepuffs are true
and unafraid of toil. If you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind. You may belong in Ravenclaw If you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind. In Slytherin you my take place, You'll make you real friends.
Those cunning folk use any means
To achieve their ends. So don't be afraid, I perfectly fine, I'm never in a flap, You're in safe hands (though I have none)
For I'm a Thinking Cap!
After a smattering of confused applause Harry said to Ron, "Ron, that's nearly the same song as our first year!"
"I know, that's what is so odd about it!" replied Ron
"I'm sorry to interrupt," butted in Hermione, "But I think that something has occupied the Sorting Hat's mind and so didn't have time to make another song.
"Yeh, it must be that" concluded Harry
*A.N. Another chapter finished!! Finally!! R+R please!! Next chapter up soon!!
I need to name Seamus's cousin and her friend something so please give me some names and perhaps a bio?? It would be very much appreciated!!!!!
Thanks to Wagga Wagga and Canberra for giving me inspiration, oh, and Questacon.
Be warned, with the Latin, unless you look it up somewhere you'll only find out near the end.
~~~
Chapter 3: Disguises and a New Start.
~~~
Harry was shaken out of his dream by the train shuddering to a stop. He looked out the window to find that the train was in the middle of a deserted plain. Loose sand whipped around the wheels of the Hogwarts Express. They were in the middle of the desert.
Suddenly Harry felt the ring in his pocket go hot. He had put it there so that it wouldn't get lost in his higgledy-piggledy trunk. Bringing it out to investigate it he found that it had another engraving on it. Veneficium Unbique Est, it read. Slipping the ring on his finger he found that the train had arrived at Hogwarts but it had been disguised for some reason. Calling to the rest of the school he led them to the school carriages that everyone thought was camels and made them ride to the entrance hall where everyone could see that it was Hogwarts.
Mrs McGonagall was waiting in the entrance hall when Harry came through the door first. Calling to him when several other people had come in, including Seamus's cousin and her friend, he was led off into her study. Here she slammed the door and demanded to see the ring. When holding it she immediately fell into a trance and fainted unconscious on the floor.
* * *
A few moments later Mrs McGonagall came around to find a pale faced Harry half-way out the door to get Madam Pomfery. Ruching around the corners and bumping into the few straggling students that had yet to get to the Great Hall he wondered what had over-come his teacher when she was holding the ring.
Harry burst into the hospital wing and called for Madam Pomfery to come down to see to Mrs McGonagall. He ran down the stairs with the schools healer hot on his trail to see what had happened to the teacher.
"Harry what are you doing getting Madam Pomfery to come down here just when the school had started??" Mrs McGonagall complained feebly "She had better things to do that to see me here on the first day,"
"But-"
"No buts Harry, you know that it was wrong."
"I'm sorry Mrs McGonagall, but Harry here told me that you had fainted when holding a ring that had somehow come into Harry's possession," Madam Pomfery pointed out "And indeed you do look a fair bit pale."
"Oh all right, I'll let you give me what I need but I really must be getting back to the feast. They can't start without me you know," Mrs McGonagall said, "Mr Potter, come see me tomorrow night at 8:30, I shall expect to see you then."
Harry quickly exited the room and ran down to the feast.
* * *
"Harry! Where were you?" was the first thing that Hermione said when Harry came into the hall.
"A little bit of appreciation would be nice, seeing what I did for you," was all that Harry could answer before Mrs McGonagall swept into the room with the new first years trailing behind her.
Harry Suddenly noticed that the stool for the sorting hat had already been placed out. On it Mrs McGonagall put the Sorting Hat and waited.
Then the Sorting Hat opened its mouth and began to sing:
Oh, you may not think I'm pretty,
But don't judge on what you see,
I'll eat myself if you can find
A smarter hat than me.
You can keep your bowlers black,
Your top hats sleek and tall,
For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat
and I can cap them all.
There's nothing hidden in your head
The Sorting Hat can't see,
So try me on and I will tell you
Where you ought to be.
You might belong in Gryffindor
Where dwell the brave at heart.
Their daring, nerve and chivalry
Set Gryffindors apart. Or perhaps in Hufflepuff
Where they are just and loyal.
Those patient Hufflepuffs are true
and unafraid of toil. If you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind. You may belong in Ravenclaw If you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind. In Slytherin you my take place, You'll make you real friends.
Those cunning folk use any means
To achieve their ends. So don't be afraid, I perfectly fine, I'm never in a flap, You're in safe hands (though I have none)
For I'm a Thinking Cap!
After a smattering of confused applause Harry said to Ron, "Ron, that's nearly the same song as our first year!"
"I know, that's what is so odd about it!" replied Ron
"I'm sorry to interrupt," butted in Hermione, "But I think that something has occupied the Sorting Hat's mind and so didn't have time to make another song.
"Yeh, it must be that" concluded Harry
*A.N. Another chapter finished!! Finally!! R+R please!! Next chapter up soon!!
I need to name Seamus's cousin and her friend something so please give me some names and perhaps a bio?? It would be very much appreciated!!!!!