Harry Potter & the Honeychurch Institute of Magic
By Darkmoore
Michael Gerard stood dumbstruck for a moment, he had done it he had his happy memory.
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Chapter Thirteen: Christmas Holiday
For the next few weeks everything seemed to be going well for Harry and his classes. He was particularly please with his first years and their grades, they were really trying, which all he ever wanted them to do anyway. He even decided to squeeze in a section on Patronuses if he could, as they had heard about the sixth and seventh years working with them and became intrigued.
However, he was very pleased with the performance he was witnessing with Mr. Stahl and Mr. Gerard. They both were the first to have corporeal Patronuses and they both were the first group to successfully create one with a Dementor present. Actually it was a Boggart that Harry had been using with this third year classes, but luckily it was still able to transform into one when he approached it, so he was able to train the students in life or death situations without the fear of having their souls sucked out from between their teeth.
The only weakness Harry saw in the Stahl/Gerard team was they were each unable to produce their Patronus without the other being present. That concerned him. He knew they both capable of it, but how to do it independently. He would have to put some thought into it. However, he was happy that no one else had noticed this little weakness and told anyone.
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The second Quidditch match of the season was to be played near the end of November, Desdrilla House versus the Honeychurch Seven, or the H-7, as they called themselves. The H-7 is made of both boys and girls working together, which Harry was very keen on making happen. However, he made the mistake of allowing the Headmistress of being their team sponsor and she had given them that name. 'Oh well,' Harry thought, 'you can't have everything.'
Hyacinth Gamble, the captain of the Desdrilla team was determined to win this game, as she was still sore about losing to the boys last month. It also didn't help that her little sister, Daisy, was the seeker, on the opposing team and was quite vocal about it to her coach.
"But Coach, you can't have two members of the same family on opposing teams, it just wouldn't be right." Hyacinth wined to him once again.
"What would you like me to do, Ms. Gamble? Switch Ms. Feeney's and your sister's teams?" asked Harry without any intention of doing if she said yes.
"No! Daphne is a great seeker. She's an asset to our team." Hyacinth quickly defending her team mate.
"So are you saying that your sister is too good and you want to eliminate the competition?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Sir, I'm not going to sit here and comment on my baby sister's talent or lack thereof, what I'm saying is that it would not be good for our family unity."
"So maybe you should quit your team then, to preserve your family unity, take the higher road as it were Ms. Gamble." Harry said with a pointed look.
"Well, I'm sure our family can survive this one little game, sir." and then she walked away rather quickly.
Harry chuckled to himself and went back to what he was doing before the Quidditch captain stormed in.
A few days later the match was then played between Desdrilla and H-7 and it was an action packed game, the Desdrillas played a little on the dirty side, but still well within the regulations. Harry had expected this from the boys, not the girls. Both sides had injured chasers, Roma Burkhart from Desdrilla and Lester Nethery, the captain of the H-7 team. However, in the end, it was Daphne Feeney, the Desdrilla seeker who caught the snitch at a very close score. If Daisy Gamble had gotten it the Desdrilla's would have been slaughtered, but as it was the final score was Desdrilla 170 and the Honeychurch Seven 150.
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As the Christmas holidays approached, everyone was rather excited over the upcoming holidays and the annual Christmas tree decorating contest. Every year Professor Whitlock put up seven beautiful trees in the castle, six of equal size in the dining hall and a much larger one in the entrance hall. Just before the end of term, Professor Evanston would number each tree and at dinner one night he would pull the tree numbers from one box and the year number from another and thus decide who would get which tree to decorate.
As much as Harry would have liked for his Firsties to get the big tree in the entrance hall, it wasn't to be, that tree went to the third years, however, Harry's group did get a nice one up near the staff table that had a really nice shape to it.
"Alright everyone," Harry addressed his first years and Dobby who insisted on helping, "we may not have gotten the biggest tree, but were going to end up with the best."
Daisy and Violetta agreed with him whole heartedly, they wanted to win the contest. So the proceeded to have a decorating meeting and decided that first thing the next morning, which was Saturday, they would begin their task.
The next morning Harry woke up and found his way into his bath room and took his shower, wishing the entire time he had a very large cup of coffee to help wake him up. However, the shower did manage to wake him up and so walked out the bath with his towel over his head drying his hair when he heard the sounds of a little girl giggling. There on his bed sat the ghost of Chloe Honeychurch.
"I can see Harry's pee pee!" she squealed with delight.
With lightning quick Quidditch reflexes, Harry covered his naked body up from the little girl and blushed a deep crimson all the way down his chest.
"Chloe? What are you doing here?" Harry exclaimed and highly embarrassed.
"That man-dog in the painting told me to come in here and wait for you to come out of the bath room. He said that I'd really see something if I did. He was right, I saw something."
"SIRIUS ORION BLACK!" Harry bellowed as he looked into his sitting room as a laughing painted man ran from his frame and down the corridor to get away from his mostly naked godson.
Chloe continued to giggle as she slid through the wall to find Twittlepuff to play with.
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About an hour later Harry entered the dining hall to after failing to locate his very evil godfather so he could be hexed into oblivion. However, Harry did promise to help the firsties this morning and he would do it no matter what. He could always kill Sirius later.
"Harry Potter is late." said Dobby.
"Yes, I know Dobby, I was trying to find my wayward godfather so I can get him back." replied Harry.
"Why do you need to do that sir?" asked Waverly.
"Well Ms. Su, it seems the portrait of my godfather decided to have some fun this morning and sent the ghost of Chloe Honeychurch into my shower while I was in it this morning."
All the girls giggled at the thought.
"Why would he do that sir?" asked a confused Will, making Xander roll his eyes.
"Obviously he wanted to embarrass the man Will." said Xander.
"It worked." replied Harry, "Now about this tree, I see you've started without me. Sorry about that."
Soon Harry and his firsties were hard at work decorating the tree, when Professor Fitzhugh came strolling into the dining hall like she knew the best secret in the world, calling out, "Oh Professor Potter."
"Yes, Professor Fitzhugh?" he asked.
"I just heard the best thing." she said in a sing song voice.
"What's that?"
"Chloe Honeychurch says she saw your pee pee." Fitzy said triumphantly.
Harry just crumpled to the floor and put his arms over his head causing the Charms teacher and all the students to laugh.
* * * * *
As the Christmas holidays were almost here, while the staff and students were getting ready for their end of term examinations, there was a buzz of excitement about having three whole weeks away from school. That is for everyone except Xander Malfoy. Though Narcissa was not his mother, she was somehow his legal guardian and had forbid him to come to Malfoy Manor for the holiday and hadn't allowed him to visit the home of a filthy Muggle woman and her mud-blood son. She also told him what a disgrace he was to the Malfoy name and how Lucuis would be disgusted with his behavior. With the exception of being forced to stay at school, Xander liked the idea that he was nothing like his father and so signed up to stay at school for the Christmas holiday.
"You're not going home with Mr. Beagle?" Harry asked his pupil.
"No sir, Narcissa won't let me and she won't let me go anywhere else either." Replied Xander.
"I'm sorry to hear that, but I'll be staying here over the holidays so it won't be like your all alone here." said a sympathetic Harry.
"Thanks, sir, but I'm going to be the only student in the whole school not leaving."
"I understand." Yes Harry did understand far more than he would have ever wanted to.
It wasn't too much later that day when Harry looked up and found Will Beagle entering his office.
"I'm signing up to stay also Professor." he said in a definite manner.
"Mr. Beagle … Will, your mother is expecting you home for Christmas. You told me that you're an only child and that your father passed on. She'll be all alone; do you really want to stay here?"
"She couldn't afford the ticket sir." lied Will.
"Will?"
"Xander shouldn't be alone on Christmas. I don't think he ever had a nice Christmas before. Mum will be upset, but hopefully she'll understand. Maybe if you wrote to her and explained it, she'd be able to understand better." Will said with a little bit of hope in his eyes, not only for himself, but for his best friend too.
"Alright, Mr. Beagle, I'll write your mother, but you do the same and we'll see what she says."
"Thanks, Professor!" said Will with a big smile and was off to his dormitory to write his mother.
Harry also took out parchment and a quill and began to write … 'Dear Mrs. Beagle, …'
* * * * *
On the morning everyone was to leave school to go home, Harry rose early and jumped into the shower, after he was finished, he made sure he was covered before exiting the confines of his bath. He was looking forward to Fitzy finding out he was caught exposing himself the ghosts.
He dressed quickly and made his way down to the front gates. The house elves were just beginning to get the carriages ready for the student to make their trip to the train station. However, Harry needed to walk there, as he was expecting a friend to show up that morning.
As he made it to the train station the early run had just pulled in and he quickly found who he was looking for. It wasn't hard, there was only one passenger getting off at Honeychurch Station. Harry greeted her warmly and picked up her bags and began to carry them down the cobblestone way and they talked readily along the way to each other.
Once they reached the gates of the school she was stunned by what she saw, the building was in ruins and looked like no one had been in it for over fifty years. Harry just laughed and told her to believe in herself that she would see it if she pulled the rope of the bell. Cautiously she stepped forward and took a deep breath while Harry turned away and rang the bell. Once again a shower of gold and silver sparks flew everywhere covering the ruins, the wall and where she stood and with a great blinding light the ruins melted away as wave after wave of magic flew back like a pair curtains on an overly greased rod revealing the small but magnificent castle that stood before her. Then the large golden gates that sparkled all on their own stood closed before Harry and his friend slowly opened for them to invite them in.
"Is it just me or does everyone go blind when they visit?" she said causing Harry to laugh and help her through the gates to the entrance hall.
* * * * *
After all the students were in the carriages and on their way to the station to catch the train Harry called his two wayward boys into this office.
"Well, since you two are the only students remaining here for Christmas, I wanted to get a few things straight right away in what I expect you to behave like." Harry said to the pair of boys in his best McGonagall way.
"Yes, sir" they chorused.
"First of all," Harry began, "there are games to be played and I expect you play them. Second, you two are to stay up late and sleep in because you are on holiday. Third there is mischief to be had somewhere in this old castle and I expect you to find it. Do you think you can handle that?"
"Yes sir" they said together.
"Excellent, now it's almost time for lunch and I have a special guest waiting for us in the dining hall and we shouldn't keep her waiting too long."
Soon the trio found their way to the dining hall where the rest of the staff and Harry's guest where waiting for them. At Harry's suggestion, the main tables were pushed away and one single table was left in the middle since there were so few people staying. Several of the professors would be leaving after they had their lunch or early the next day to their own holiday celebrations.
"Mum!" Will called out. "What are you doing here?"
"I've come to see you silly bug, unless you want me to go home." replied Mrs. Beagle.
"No, I just didn't expect to see you, that's all."
"Well it seems that you asked your professor here to write me to let you stay and they only way he could think of was to invite me to visit. I have to go back though after Christmas, but I'm here until then."
"That's right Will, she'll be staying in the guest quarters and be spending Christmas with the pair of you." said Madame Klump.
"That's going to put a damper on our mischief making then." Said Will with a smile.
To Be Continued…
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Author's Note: To everyone who reviewed, thanks again...
Madam Whitbrook wrote Thanks for the rash of recent updates!
Answer - If you think I'm shooting them out to fast let me know, I can slow down. :)
Ibozun wrote Good chapter again! The idea of pairings the student seems quite funny. You have an interesting story and you update quickly: i really enjoy reading it. Are you gonna have a love triangle Harry/Vespa/Fitzy?
Answer - Who am I to dictate Harry's love life to him?
Bill wrote (a lot) I doubt that we will ever see more than a few near-platonic kisses in the Harry Potter series, myself. You, on the other hand, can afford to be more realistic in your depictions--consistent with your story's G rating (incidently, this chapter's Gerard/Stahl scene probably pushed it to PG or PG-13). The one thing that I would prefer not to see would be a teacher/student relationship--there would be serious ethical questions about that, in my opinion. On the other hand, it would be quite amusing to see several love-struck, or just plain horny, students try to seduce Harry (not necessarily all at the same time).
Is Harry going to stay at Honeychurch for a long time, or just for the year? It would be nice to see his group of students grow up from first-years to seventh-years, but at the pace that this story is progressing, that would take several million words. (not that I'm complaining, I prefer detailed stories) I'm looking forward to finding out more about Harry's students and fellow staffmembers.
Let's see, with three Quidditch teams, that's three pairings, so the season would consist of some multiple of three games. How often will Quidditch games be held? I estimate that we have 8 months available, from late October to late June. That's 34 weeks. If a game is held every two weeks, then allowing for Christmas and Easter breaks, we have room for 15 games, or 5 games for each of the three possible matchups.
Answer - There won't be a lot written about love scenes, they will be there, be sure, but this story is not a romance. So I will be leaving much to your imagination, besides I'm not sure I would be up to the challenge of being Jackie Collins. :) As for Harry having a fling with a student - NEVER GONNA HAPPEN!!! Sure there are several that have a crush on Harry, he is a good looking muscular, young man from years of Quidditch and Auror training, but heh ain't going there.
Also I probably went over board with the two boys in the forest, but young love often goes too far too fast, at least with me it did. Ah, memories.
As for the length of time Harry will stay at Honeychurch, I wouldn't know, you'd have to ask Harry himself, it's his life.
Lastly, for Quidditch season, Hogwarts only has a season of six games, where everyone plays everyone once and only once. Trust me I looked it up. However, you are correct three games is a bit too few, I was thinkingn everyone playing everyone twice, making it six games total, but I haven't decided as yet. I may change my mind.
Bill, if you would like you can email me directly - hotbearcub69@yahoo.com - mostly because I've decided not to do the companion with all the character details until after I finish the main story, one of my friends said it might spoil things later on.
athenakitty wrote Is the murder story too? What's with Proctor? Will Harry get more information about the resident teachers? Will Sirius be visiting other portraits? Will they find the bones?
Answer - Athena asks such good questions doesn't she? Proctor is Proctor, just the way he is. Harry already knows everything about the other teachers, it's the readers who don't know. :) Yes, Sirius will off the other portraits, if he hasn't been already. As for your other question concerning Will's mother, she has christmas shopping to do doesn't she?
By Darkmoore
Michael Gerard stood dumbstruck for a moment, he had done it he had his happy memory.
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Chapter Thirteen: Christmas Holiday
For the next few weeks everything seemed to be going well for Harry and his classes. He was particularly please with his first years and their grades, they were really trying, which all he ever wanted them to do anyway. He even decided to squeeze in a section on Patronuses if he could, as they had heard about the sixth and seventh years working with them and became intrigued.
However, he was very pleased with the performance he was witnessing with Mr. Stahl and Mr. Gerard. They both were the first to have corporeal Patronuses and they both were the first group to successfully create one with a Dementor present. Actually it was a Boggart that Harry had been using with this third year classes, but luckily it was still able to transform into one when he approached it, so he was able to train the students in life or death situations without the fear of having their souls sucked out from between their teeth.
The only weakness Harry saw in the Stahl/Gerard team was they were each unable to produce their Patronus without the other being present. That concerned him. He knew they both capable of it, but how to do it independently. He would have to put some thought into it. However, he was happy that no one else had noticed this little weakness and told anyone.
* * * * *
The second Quidditch match of the season was to be played near the end of November, Desdrilla House versus the Honeychurch Seven, or the H-7, as they called themselves. The H-7 is made of both boys and girls working together, which Harry was very keen on making happen. However, he made the mistake of allowing the Headmistress of being their team sponsor and she had given them that name. 'Oh well,' Harry thought, 'you can't have everything.'
Hyacinth Gamble, the captain of the Desdrilla team was determined to win this game, as she was still sore about losing to the boys last month. It also didn't help that her little sister, Daisy, was the seeker, on the opposing team and was quite vocal about it to her coach.
"But Coach, you can't have two members of the same family on opposing teams, it just wouldn't be right." Hyacinth wined to him once again.
"What would you like me to do, Ms. Gamble? Switch Ms. Feeney's and your sister's teams?" asked Harry without any intention of doing if she said yes.
"No! Daphne is a great seeker. She's an asset to our team." Hyacinth quickly defending her team mate.
"So are you saying that your sister is too good and you want to eliminate the competition?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Sir, I'm not going to sit here and comment on my baby sister's talent or lack thereof, what I'm saying is that it would not be good for our family unity."
"So maybe you should quit your team then, to preserve your family unity, take the higher road as it were Ms. Gamble." Harry said with a pointed look.
"Well, I'm sure our family can survive this one little game, sir." and then she walked away rather quickly.
Harry chuckled to himself and went back to what he was doing before the Quidditch captain stormed in.
A few days later the match was then played between Desdrilla and H-7 and it was an action packed game, the Desdrillas played a little on the dirty side, but still well within the regulations. Harry had expected this from the boys, not the girls. Both sides had injured chasers, Roma Burkhart from Desdrilla and Lester Nethery, the captain of the H-7 team. However, in the end, it was Daphne Feeney, the Desdrilla seeker who caught the snitch at a very close score. If Daisy Gamble had gotten it the Desdrilla's would have been slaughtered, but as it was the final score was Desdrilla 170 and the Honeychurch Seven 150.
* * * * *
As the Christmas holidays approached, everyone was rather excited over the upcoming holidays and the annual Christmas tree decorating contest. Every year Professor Whitlock put up seven beautiful trees in the castle, six of equal size in the dining hall and a much larger one in the entrance hall. Just before the end of term, Professor Evanston would number each tree and at dinner one night he would pull the tree numbers from one box and the year number from another and thus decide who would get which tree to decorate.
As much as Harry would have liked for his Firsties to get the big tree in the entrance hall, it wasn't to be, that tree went to the third years, however, Harry's group did get a nice one up near the staff table that had a really nice shape to it.
"Alright everyone," Harry addressed his first years and Dobby who insisted on helping, "we may not have gotten the biggest tree, but were going to end up with the best."
Daisy and Violetta agreed with him whole heartedly, they wanted to win the contest. So the proceeded to have a decorating meeting and decided that first thing the next morning, which was Saturday, they would begin their task.
The next morning Harry woke up and found his way into his bath room and took his shower, wishing the entire time he had a very large cup of coffee to help wake him up. However, the shower did manage to wake him up and so walked out the bath with his towel over his head drying his hair when he heard the sounds of a little girl giggling. There on his bed sat the ghost of Chloe Honeychurch.
"I can see Harry's pee pee!" she squealed with delight.
With lightning quick Quidditch reflexes, Harry covered his naked body up from the little girl and blushed a deep crimson all the way down his chest.
"Chloe? What are you doing here?" Harry exclaimed and highly embarrassed.
"That man-dog in the painting told me to come in here and wait for you to come out of the bath room. He said that I'd really see something if I did. He was right, I saw something."
"SIRIUS ORION BLACK!" Harry bellowed as he looked into his sitting room as a laughing painted man ran from his frame and down the corridor to get away from his mostly naked godson.
Chloe continued to giggle as she slid through the wall to find Twittlepuff to play with.
* * * * *
About an hour later Harry entered the dining hall to after failing to locate his very evil godfather so he could be hexed into oblivion. However, Harry did promise to help the firsties this morning and he would do it no matter what. He could always kill Sirius later.
"Harry Potter is late." said Dobby.
"Yes, I know Dobby, I was trying to find my wayward godfather so I can get him back." replied Harry.
"Why do you need to do that sir?" asked Waverly.
"Well Ms. Su, it seems the portrait of my godfather decided to have some fun this morning and sent the ghost of Chloe Honeychurch into my shower while I was in it this morning."
All the girls giggled at the thought.
"Why would he do that sir?" asked a confused Will, making Xander roll his eyes.
"Obviously he wanted to embarrass the man Will." said Xander.
"It worked." replied Harry, "Now about this tree, I see you've started without me. Sorry about that."
Soon Harry and his firsties were hard at work decorating the tree, when Professor Fitzhugh came strolling into the dining hall like she knew the best secret in the world, calling out, "Oh Professor Potter."
"Yes, Professor Fitzhugh?" he asked.
"I just heard the best thing." she said in a sing song voice.
"What's that?"
"Chloe Honeychurch says she saw your pee pee." Fitzy said triumphantly.
Harry just crumpled to the floor and put his arms over his head causing the Charms teacher and all the students to laugh.
* * * * *
As the Christmas holidays were almost here, while the staff and students were getting ready for their end of term examinations, there was a buzz of excitement about having three whole weeks away from school. That is for everyone except Xander Malfoy. Though Narcissa was not his mother, she was somehow his legal guardian and had forbid him to come to Malfoy Manor for the holiday and hadn't allowed him to visit the home of a filthy Muggle woman and her mud-blood son. She also told him what a disgrace he was to the Malfoy name and how Lucuis would be disgusted with his behavior. With the exception of being forced to stay at school, Xander liked the idea that he was nothing like his father and so signed up to stay at school for the Christmas holiday.
"You're not going home with Mr. Beagle?" Harry asked his pupil.
"No sir, Narcissa won't let me and she won't let me go anywhere else either." Replied Xander.
"I'm sorry to hear that, but I'll be staying here over the holidays so it won't be like your all alone here." said a sympathetic Harry.
"Thanks, sir, but I'm going to be the only student in the whole school not leaving."
"I understand." Yes Harry did understand far more than he would have ever wanted to.
It wasn't too much later that day when Harry looked up and found Will Beagle entering his office.
"I'm signing up to stay also Professor." he said in a definite manner.
"Mr. Beagle … Will, your mother is expecting you home for Christmas. You told me that you're an only child and that your father passed on. She'll be all alone; do you really want to stay here?"
"She couldn't afford the ticket sir." lied Will.
"Will?"
"Xander shouldn't be alone on Christmas. I don't think he ever had a nice Christmas before. Mum will be upset, but hopefully she'll understand. Maybe if you wrote to her and explained it, she'd be able to understand better." Will said with a little bit of hope in his eyes, not only for himself, but for his best friend too.
"Alright, Mr. Beagle, I'll write your mother, but you do the same and we'll see what she says."
"Thanks, Professor!" said Will with a big smile and was off to his dormitory to write his mother.
Harry also took out parchment and a quill and began to write … 'Dear Mrs. Beagle, …'
* * * * *
On the morning everyone was to leave school to go home, Harry rose early and jumped into the shower, after he was finished, he made sure he was covered before exiting the confines of his bath. He was looking forward to Fitzy finding out he was caught exposing himself the ghosts.
He dressed quickly and made his way down to the front gates. The house elves were just beginning to get the carriages ready for the student to make their trip to the train station. However, Harry needed to walk there, as he was expecting a friend to show up that morning.
As he made it to the train station the early run had just pulled in and he quickly found who he was looking for. It wasn't hard, there was only one passenger getting off at Honeychurch Station. Harry greeted her warmly and picked up her bags and began to carry them down the cobblestone way and they talked readily along the way to each other.
Once they reached the gates of the school she was stunned by what she saw, the building was in ruins and looked like no one had been in it for over fifty years. Harry just laughed and told her to believe in herself that she would see it if she pulled the rope of the bell. Cautiously she stepped forward and took a deep breath while Harry turned away and rang the bell. Once again a shower of gold and silver sparks flew everywhere covering the ruins, the wall and where she stood and with a great blinding light the ruins melted away as wave after wave of magic flew back like a pair curtains on an overly greased rod revealing the small but magnificent castle that stood before her. Then the large golden gates that sparkled all on their own stood closed before Harry and his friend slowly opened for them to invite them in.
"Is it just me or does everyone go blind when they visit?" she said causing Harry to laugh and help her through the gates to the entrance hall.
* * * * *
After all the students were in the carriages and on their way to the station to catch the train Harry called his two wayward boys into this office.
"Well, since you two are the only students remaining here for Christmas, I wanted to get a few things straight right away in what I expect you to behave like." Harry said to the pair of boys in his best McGonagall way.
"Yes, sir" they chorused.
"First of all," Harry began, "there are games to be played and I expect you play them. Second, you two are to stay up late and sleep in because you are on holiday. Third there is mischief to be had somewhere in this old castle and I expect you to find it. Do you think you can handle that?"
"Yes sir" they said together.
"Excellent, now it's almost time for lunch and I have a special guest waiting for us in the dining hall and we shouldn't keep her waiting too long."
Soon the trio found their way to the dining hall where the rest of the staff and Harry's guest where waiting for them. At Harry's suggestion, the main tables were pushed away and one single table was left in the middle since there were so few people staying. Several of the professors would be leaving after they had their lunch or early the next day to their own holiday celebrations.
"Mum!" Will called out. "What are you doing here?"
"I've come to see you silly bug, unless you want me to go home." replied Mrs. Beagle.
"No, I just didn't expect to see you, that's all."
"Well it seems that you asked your professor here to write me to let you stay and they only way he could think of was to invite me to visit. I have to go back though after Christmas, but I'm here until then."
"That's right Will, she'll be staying in the guest quarters and be spending Christmas with the pair of you." said Madame Klump.
"That's going to put a damper on our mischief making then." Said Will with a smile.
To Be Continued…
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Author's Note: To everyone who reviewed, thanks again...
Madam Whitbrook wrote Thanks for the rash of recent updates!
Answer - If you think I'm shooting them out to fast let me know, I can slow down. :)
Ibozun wrote Good chapter again! The idea of pairings the student seems quite funny. You have an interesting story and you update quickly: i really enjoy reading it. Are you gonna have a love triangle Harry/Vespa/Fitzy?
Answer - Who am I to dictate Harry's love life to him?
Bill wrote (a lot) I doubt that we will ever see more than a few near-platonic kisses in the Harry Potter series, myself. You, on the other hand, can afford to be more realistic in your depictions--consistent with your story's G rating (incidently, this chapter's Gerard/Stahl scene probably pushed it to PG or PG-13). The one thing that I would prefer not to see would be a teacher/student relationship--there would be serious ethical questions about that, in my opinion. On the other hand, it would be quite amusing to see several love-struck, or just plain horny, students try to seduce Harry (not necessarily all at the same time).
Is Harry going to stay at Honeychurch for a long time, or just for the year? It would be nice to see his group of students grow up from first-years to seventh-years, but at the pace that this story is progressing, that would take several million words. (not that I'm complaining, I prefer detailed stories) I'm looking forward to finding out more about Harry's students and fellow staffmembers.
Let's see, with three Quidditch teams, that's three pairings, so the season would consist of some multiple of three games. How often will Quidditch games be held? I estimate that we have 8 months available, from late October to late June. That's 34 weeks. If a game is held every two weeks, then allowing for Christmas and Easter breaks, we have room for 15 games, or 5 games for each of the three possible matchups.
Answer - There won't be a lot written about love scenes, they will be there, be sure, but this story is not a romance. So I will be leaving much to your imagination, besides I'm not sure I would be up to the challenge of being Jackie Collins. :) As for Harry having a fling with a student - NEVER GONNA HAPPEN!!! Sure there are several that have a crush on Harry, he is a good looking muscular, young man from years of Quidditch and Auror training, but heh ain't going there.
Also I probably went over board with the two boys in the forest, but young love often goes too far too fast, at least with me it did. Ah, memories.
As for the length of time Harry will stay at Honeychurch, I wouldn't know, you'd have to ask Harry himself, it's his life.
Lastly, for Quidditch season, Hogwarts only has a season of six games, where everyone plays everyone once and only once. Trust me I looked it up. However, you are correct three games is a bit too few, I was thinkingn everyone playing everyone twice, making it six games total, but I haven't decided as yet. I may change my mind.
Bill, if you would like you can email me directly - hotbearcub69@yahoo.com - mostly because I've decided not to do the companion with all the character details until after I finish the main story, one of my friends said it might spoil things later on.
athenakitty wrote Is the murder story too? What's with Proctor? Will Harry get more information about the resident teachers? Will Sirius be visiting other portraits? Will they find the bones?
Answer - Athena asks such good questions doesn't she? Proctor is Proctor, just the way he is. Harry already knows everything about the other teachers, it's the readers who don't know. :) Yes, Sirius will off the other portraits, if he hasn't been already. As for your other question concerning Will's mother, she has christmas shopping to do doesn't she?