A/N: Hey all, sorry I've been really busy of late, I don't know how I'm getting all my stuff done, but oh well.
This whole idear of Hogwarts is JK Rowling's (as far as I know) so please don't try to sue me, I'm just passing my ideas around.
PS. did you know that all my characters (other then Mrs. Rowling's) are actual people?
*Seen through the eyes of Ron*
The next few days were great. At least according to me. We practiced with the Canadian girls for a whole week straight, and every day too. Our team is made up of Harry who is seeker and captain, Dean was the Keeper, the Chasers were Ron, Laura, and Natalie, Seamus and Clifford were Beaters, and Hermione, Donald, and Sarah were spares, and they could play for pretty much anyone. Out of the Canadian girls, they decided that either Shayna or Holly would sit out the games. After the first practice Kate and Megan had eagerly asked Harry if they could examine his Firebolt, the one he had gotten from his godfather who was on the run for a crime he hadn't committed.
Harry agreed but the two of us jokingly joined them as they looked over his broom, they went over every inch, measuring the handle, then the twigs, and basically everything then took off with it, and us, to the library.
In the library Megan grabbed a book off the shelf, opened it to a page which Kate read aloud from
"'The flying broomstick has been around since the black ages of Europe. A warlock by the name of Jacques Monette created the spell and past it on to any witch or wizard he came into contact with. The spell is a simple modification of the levitation spell. The spell is 'Wingardium Nubigena.'
The proper method of making the broom fly, so one does not have to continuously reapply the spell is to soak each part separately in a Sodium Hydroxide formula, and then charm each part before putting the broom itself together. Some have found it helpful to apply the spell to the finished broom as well.'"
"Wait, a sec, are you thinking of making your own brooms?" Harry asked as my jaw dropped. They were nodding their heads together.
*General*
"Hey Megan." Kate said one Friday before supper. Megan was alone reading her book at the Gryffindor table, but she looked up when she felt her opposite enter. It was already well after Halloween and now was early December, all of the Quidditch teams had been practicing almost non stop.
The first match of the season had been between the New Zealand team that was made up of students from the Kiwi institute, and the Ravenclaw team. Ravenclaw had won but only by a margin of ninety points. The next match was to take place the next day, it was to be between Canada and Gryffindor.
"Okay, we so haven't had a good duel in like months," Kate said as she sat down beside Megan, "How about tonight after you eat?" she asked her counterpart. Megan smiled and nodded.
"I'll wait for you on the front steps." Kate said and then she left and Megan turned to wait for supper to start. Kate had stopped eating with the group after she and Seamus had a huge fight, and she became as silent as Megan.
After supper however, Megan got extremely involved in a conversation between Harry, Ron and Hermione who were explaining to Megan and the others why Draco hated the Gryffindors so much. Megan unfortunately totally forgot about Kate. Just then a very angry Kate burst into the Hall.
*Seen through the eyes of Kate*
"Where were YOU?!" I yelled at Megan. This is crazy, I will not stand for this sort of thing, I mean c'mon, I Kate, the shadow witch incarnate, will not be stood up by a mere being of light.
"I want compensation Telum, and I will have it. DUEL!" I yelled, using my other name for her. Everyone in the Hall is shrinking back from me in my anger and I love it. I wonder if they can tell that I'm going way beyond pissed off. I snap my fingers and am enveloped by a dark cloak of my shadow magic. My sweater changes into my course brown cloak, and underneath is my padiwan outfit that I know so well. I fling my cloak off so everyone else can see my transformation. I can see without looking my long dark hair, which is cropped short, with a long braid hanging by my left ear. My clothes are now a grey tunic with pants, and soft leather shoes in black. At my waist is my utility belt from which hangs my obsidian powered light sword, and my blaster weapon. Megan's transforming now too.
Someone's tapping me on the shoulder, I turn and see the Head boy, a seventh year from Ravenclaw named James Dietrich, he had come over to stop the fight obviously.
"Now girls, we can't have any fighting in here, please settle down, and sit." he said sternly. Okay? Yeah right you lily livered lout. Hello? I'm livid here, livid people don't sit down nice and quiet like.
"The Quidditch match is tomorrow, we'll settle it then." I said to Megan, and then stormed out of the Hall.
*Seen through the eyes of Harry*
I don't think 'tomorrow' has ever come as fast as this one has. In no time at all my team members, and practically everyone else who reside in Hogwarts were eating breakfast. Mind, none of the girls from Canada are at breakfast.
I had just ordered the team to move out, feeling fairly happy with the weather when I went out earlier. Draco was standing by the doors though with some of his cronies, I don't think he's washed at all he still has a bit of cheese spread on his forehead!
"I told you, you'd pay for that." Draco said menacingly then him and his friends muttered a curse at us. Suddenly there were a few bone shattering cracks, and all of us on the team fell to the ground, each of us sporting a broken bone. Just then Holly came into the Hall, to further my now terrible day I'm sure.
"Shove off Malfoy." she told him and surprisingly he left, grinning at the success of his trick, "Hermione, Ginny, please take these people up to the hospital wing. We'll be waiting for you on the Pitch." she said, then turned to leave.
"Wait!" I yelled at her back, she turned back to me, "You aren't going to cancel the match?" Holly shook her head. Oh joyous day!
"Great!" Ron said then shouted in pain as he upset his broken rib. Holly left, and the Gryffindor team went up to the Hospital wing, where we were all instantly healed and let out thirty minutes later.
"Well hopefully they haven't given up waiting for us." Ginny said as we were leaving the Castle. Walking down the very wide stone steps I could hear something on the edge of my hearing that sounded very familiar. Cheers were erupting from the stadium, and we could hear many shrieks like you'd hear at a Quidditch match, Ohh's and Ahh's. I turned and looked at my teammates in surprise. What on earth is going on. Without a word we all broke into a run and went straight into the stadium. In the center of the stadium Megan and Kate faced each other, both had the weird outfits on again. This time they each had this glowing beam of light in their hands, holding them like swords. In-between them stood a stone block cut into four pieces. What on Earth could do something like that? Each of the two girls had two friends behind them. One of the other two Canadians stood in the middle and off to the side the other of their number was sitting by McGonagall and Stewart Simpson, who had taken over Lee Jordan's job as announcer.
"And now the duel will commence, but for an added test of their strength of skills, and dexterity, and also to give you a better watching experience, the duel will take place on broom sticks, that these girls created themselves for such a purpose. On an added note, neither of these two have dueled in such conditions before. This duel will end when either girl touches the ground, loses control of the force, or loses both of their weapons." Holly, the announcer, said to the crowd as Krista and Stacy each carrying a broom in their hands approached the contender on their side of the pitch with Robyn and Nikisa following behind and they all look so graceful, like dancers. With a great amount of ceremony the dark brown robes were removed from Megan and Kate's shoulders by a very subdued Robyn and Nikisa, as Shayna stood watch to the side, already mounted on a Cleansweep 7.
Their weapons were now 'off', I guess, if that's the word for it. Both of them were glaring at each other something terrible. It looks almost as if they're fighting each other in their minds. Holly's starting her commenting again, I better listen.
"They made their own light sabres when they felt they had progressed far enough into their training for them. Though each of them has enough knowledge and experience to be masters, they still wear the mark of the padiwan, or learners in the force. Now they will mount their brooms and the duel will begin." she said.
The two duelists had ignited their sabres again and then jumped into the air to land standing on their floating brooms. Then the brooms began to rise, and my team and I quickly ran up the stairs to get a better view.
When they were about eye level with the crowd, they bowed to each other then got into an 'attack position'. Kate moved first with a blurry move towards Megan's mid section, Megan countered by striking with her own blade, knocking Kate's off course and then tried to stab with her own weapon.
She missed only because Kate had to retreat to keep her balance. But now I can see the look of determination on each of their faces. They flew in and became blurs and flashes of light, the crowd only saw them whenever one overbalanced or their light sabres locked.
I did a double take, 'Light Sabres?' I turned to Hermione.
"Hey Hermione, have you ever seen a Star Wars movie?" I asked, not taking my eyes off of the scene before me.
"Yeah, why?" her answer came.
"Doesn't this remind you a bit of it, I mean, light sabres and all, that's what Luke Skywalker used." I said remembering watching the movies when they were on the television.
"Your right, it is Star Wars! I wonder how they got them to work though?" Hermione said and then fell silent. Megan had unholstered the gun weapon at her thigh and was shooting well placed rays of light at Kate, who deflected most of them, and dodged the rest, then it was Kate's turn and the pitch became torn up as the bolts of light hit the ground. Then they discarded the weapons, letting them fall to the waiting hands of Nikisa and Robyn.
They went at it again with the swords, becoming blurs once again. This is better then the movies. I think to myself as the brooms took on a life of their own, flipping and twisting, pulling the girl upon it, all over the place. Then with a daring move, the whole thing seemed to stop. Megan was bent over backwards, her light sabre locked tightly against Kate's, who was pushing them both towards Megan's chest. Without warning Kate's broom moved to the side, apparently not of her doing, since she panicked and broke off her attack. Megan though was too far off balance and she fell backwards off her broom, and she fell. Now only ten feet from the pitch, she was flipping about, and then miraculously landed on her feet. Kate, though was unable to maintain her own balance and just as Megan was landing, she was falling, though for some reason she didn't seem in control, not like Megan had been. Then Kate visibly slowed and then landed on her knees in the grass of the pitch. All six of the Canadian girls now swarmed around them and seemed particularly worried about Kate. They were all trying to help her to her feet but she shook them off and looked at Megan.
"You've won Katie." Nikisa said, everyone being able to hear her.
"No, Megan won, I lost control of the force, and so cannot accept that honor, it belongs to Megan." Kate answered her looking up in defeat. Though Megan was shaking her head and held her hand out to Kate.
"Very well then, it's a tie!" Shayna shouted happily. Then Holly turned to where I was standing, yelling and cheering my throat out, and looked straight at me.
"You'd better get dressed, we'll be starting soon." she said, though how I heard her, I couldn't guess.
This whole idear of Hogwarts is JK Rowling's (as far as I know) so please don't try to sue me, I'm just passing my ideas around.
PS. did you know that all my characters (other then Mrs. Rowling's) are actual people?
*Seen through the eyes of Ron*
The next few days were great. At least according to me. We practiced with the Canadian girls for a whole week straight, and every day too. Our team is made up of Harry who is seeker and captain, Dean was the Keeper, the Chasers were Ron, Laura, and Natalie, Seamus and Clifford were Beaters, and Hermione, Donald, and Sarah were spares, and they could play for pretty much anyone. Out of the Canadian girls, they decided that either Shayna or Holly would sit out the games. After the first practice Kate and Megan had eagerly asked Harry if they could examine his Firebolt, the one he had gotten from his godfather who was on the run for a crime he hadn't committed.
Harry agreed but the two of us jokingly joined them as they looked over his broom, they went over every inch, measuring the handle, then the twigs, and basically everything then took off with it, and us, to the library.
In the library Megan grabbed a book off the shelf, opened it to a page which Kate read aloud from
"'The flying broomstick has been around since the black ages of Europe. A warlock by the name of Jacques Monette created the spell and past it on to any witch or wizard he came into contact with. The spell is a simple modification of the levitation spell. The spell is 'Wingardium Nubigena.'
The proper method of making the broom fly, so one does not have to continuously reapply the spell is to soak each part separately in a Sodium Hydroxide formula, and then charm each part before putting the broom itself together. Some have found it helpful to apply the spell to the finished broom as well.'"
"Wait, a sec, are you thinking of making your own brooms?" Harry asked as my jaw dropped. They were nodding their heads together.
*General*
"Hey Megan." Kate said one Friday before supper. Megan was alone reading her book at the Gryffindor table, but she looked up when she felt her opposite enter. It was already well after Halloween and now was early December, all of the Quidditch teams had been practicing almost non stop.
The first match of the season had been between the New Zealand team that was made up of students from the Kiwi institute, and the Ravenclaw team. Ravenclaw had won but only by a margin of ninety points. The next match was to take place the next day, it was to be between Canada and Gryffindor.
"Okay, we so haven't had a good duel in like months," Kate said as she sat down beside Megan, "How about tonight after you eat?" she asked her counterpart. Megan smiled and nodded.
"I'll wait for you on the front steps." Kate said and then she left and Megan turned to wait for supper to start. Kate had stopped eating with the group after she and Seamus had a huge fight, and she became as silent as Megan.
After supper however, Megan got extremely involved in a conversation between Harry, Ron and Hermione who were explaining to Megan and the others why Draco hated the Gryffindors so much. Megan unfortunately totally forgot about Kate. Just then a very angry Kate burst into the Hall.
*Seen through the eyes of Kate*
"Where were YOU?!" I yelled at Megan. This is crazy, I will not stand for this sort of thing, I mean c'mon, I Kate, the shadow witch incarnate, will not be stood up by a mere being of light.
"I want compensation Telum, and I will have it. DUEL!" I yelled, using my other name for her. Everyone in the Hall is shrinking back from me in my anger and I love it. I wonder if they can tell that I'm going way beyond pissed off. I snap my fingers and am enveloped by a dark cloak of my shadow magic. My sweater changes into my course brown cloak, and underneath is my padiwan outfit that I know so well. I fling my cloak off so everyone else can see my transformation. I can see without looking my long dark hair, which is cropped short, with a long braid hanging by my left ear. My clothes are now a grey tunic with pants, and soft leather shoes in black. At my waist is my utility belt from which hangs my obsidian powered light sword, and my blaster weapon. Megan's transforming now too.
Someone's tapping me on the shoulder, I turn and see the Head boy, a seventh year from Ravenclaw named James Dietrich, he had come over to stop the fight obviously.
"Now girls, we can't have any fighting in here, please settle down, and sit." he said sternly. Okay? Yeah right you lily livered lout. Hello? I'm livid here, livid people don't sit down nice and quiet like.
"The Quidditch match is tomorrow, we'll settle it then." I said to Megan, and then stormed out of the Hall.
*Seen through the eyes of Harry*
I don't think 'tomorrow' has ever come as fast as this one has. In no time at all my team members, and practically everyone else who reside in Hogwarts were eating breakfast. Mind, none of the girls from Canada are at breakfast.
I had just ordered the team to move out, feeling fairly happy with the weather when I went out earlier. Draco was standing by the doors though with some of his cronies, I don't think he's washed at all he still has a bit of cheese spread on his forehead!
"I told you, you'd pay for that." Draco said menacingly then him and his friends muttered a curse at us. Suddenly there were a few bone shattering cracks, and all of us on the team fell to the ground, each of us sporting a broken bone. Just then Holly came into the Hall, to further my now terrible day I'm sure.
"Shove off Malfoy." she told him and surprisingly he left, grinning at the success of his trick, "Hermione, Ginny, please take these people up to the hospital wing. We'll be waiting for you on the Pitch." she said, then turned to leave.
"Wait!" I yelled at her back, she turned back to me, "You aren't going to cancel the match?" Holly shook her head. Oh joyous day!
"Great!" Ron said then shouted in pain as he upset his broken rib. Holly left, and the Gryffindor team went up to the Hospital wing, where we were all instantly healed and let out thirty minutes later.
"Well hopefully they haven't given up waiting for us." Ginny said as we were leaving the Castle. Walking down the very wide stone steps I could hear something on the edge of my hearing that sounded very familiar. Cheers were erupting from the stadium, and we could hear many shrieks like you'd hear at a Quidditch match, Ohh's and Ahh's. I turned and looked at my teammates in surprise. What on earth is going on. Without a word we all broke into a run and went straight into the stadium. In the center of the stadium Megan and Kate faced each other, both had the weird outfits on again. This time they each had this glowing beam of light in their hands, holding them like swords. In-between them stood a stone block cut into four pieces. What on Earth could do something like that? Each of the two girls had two friends behind them. One of the other two Canadians stood in the middle and off to the side the other of their number was sitting by McGonagall and Stewart Simpson, who had taken over Lee Jordan's job as announcer.
"And now the duel will commence, but for an added test of their strength of skills, and dexterity, and also to give you a better watching experience, the duel will take place on broom sticks, that these girls created themselves for such a purpose. On an added note, neither of these two have dueled in such conditions before. This duel will end when either girl touches the ground, loses control of the force, or loses both of their weapons." Holly, the announcer, said to the crowd as Krista and Stacy each carrying a broom in their hands approached the contender on their side of the pitch with Robyn and Nikisa following behind and they all look so graceful, like dancers. With a great amount of ceremony the dark brown robes were removed from Megan and Kate's shoulders by a very subdued Robyn and Nikisa, as Shayna stood watch to the side, already mounted on a Cleansweep 7.
Their weapons were now 'off', I guess, if that's the word for it. Both of them were glaring at each other something terrible. It looks almost as if they're fighting each other in their minds. Holly's starting her commenting again, I better listen.
"They made their own light sabres when they felt they had progressed far enough into their training for them. Though each of them has enough knowledge and experience to be masters, they still wear the mark of the padiwan, or learners in the force. Now they will mount their brooms and the duel will begin." she said.
The two duelists had ignited their sabres again and then jumped into the air to land standing on their floating brooms. Then the brooms began to rise, and my team and I quickly ran up the stairs to get a better view.
When they were about eye level with the crowd, they bowed to each other then got into an 'attack position'. Kate moved first with a blurry move towards Megan's mid section, Megan countered by striking with her own blade, knocking Kate's off course and then tried to stab with her own weapon.
She missed only because Kate had to retreat to keep her balance. But now I can see the look of determination on each of their faces. They flew in and became blurs and flashes of light, the crowd only saw them whenever one overbalanced or their light sabres locked.
I did a double take, 'Light Sabres?' I turned to Hermione.
"Hey Hermione, have you ever seen a Star Wars movie?" I asked, not taking my eyes off of the scene before me.
"Yeah, why?" her answer came.
"Doesn't this remind you a bit of it, I mean, light sabres and all, that's what Luke Skywalker used." I said remembering watching the movies when they were on the television.
"Your right, it is Star Wars! I wonder how they got them to work though?" Hermione said and then fell silent. Megan had unholstered the gun weapon at her thigh and was shooting well placed rays of light at Kate, who deflected most of them, and dodged the rest, then it was Kate's turn and the pitch became torn up as the bolts of light hit the ground. Then they discarded the weapons, letting them fall to the waiting hands of Nikisa and Robyn.
They went at it again with the swords, becoming blurs once again. This is better then the movies. I think to myself as the brooms took on a life of their own, flipping and twisting, pulling the girl upon it, all over the place. Then with a daring move, the whole thing seemed to stop. Megan was bent over backwards, her light sabre locked tightly against Kate's, who was pushing them both towards Megan's chest. Without warning Kate's broom moved to the side, apparently not of her doing, since she panicked and broke off her attack. Megan though was too far off balance and she fell backwards off her broom, and she fell. Now only ten feet from the pitch, she was flipping about, and then miraculously landed on her feet. Kate, though was unable to maintain her own balance and just as Megan was landing, she was falling, though for some reason she didn't seem in control, not like Megan had been. Then Kate visibly slowed and then landed on her knees in the grass of the pitch. All six of the Canadian girls now swarmed around them and seemed particularly worried about Kate. They were all trying to help her to her feet but she shook them off and looked at Megan.
"You've won Katie." Nikisa said, everyone being able to hear her.
"No, Megan won, I lost control of the force, and so cannot accept that honor, it belongs to Megan." Kate answered her looking up in defeat. Though Megan was shaking her head and held her hand out to Kate.
"Very well then, it's a tie!" Shayna shouted happily. Then Holly turned to where I was standing, yelling and cheering my throat out, and looked straight at me.
"You'd better get dressed, we'll be starting soon." she said, though how I heard her, I couldn't guess.