CHAPTER 2
- Snape's Test - Early next morning Emma was woken up by the driver of the train, a very kind man who told here that breakfast was served. She sat up discovering that she had slept in her clothes, but she had a trick, she whispered some words in Latin and she was as clean- and her clothes so tidy as you would never taught that she had slept in them. She drew a comb trough her blond soft hair fixing it so it lay perfectly on her shoulders. She turned around when she heard a yawn and discovered that she wasn't alone in the compartment, a girl somewhat younger than her looked at here with big sleepy eyes. Emma smiled and told her that she better hurry up if she wanted breakfast and went too a room that was set up outside the train and where most of the pupils who had slept over eat. When she had finished, she was told that that the sleeping compartment of the train was going to be taken away and she went to get the things that wasn't in the luggage room and sat down in a compartment with 6 seats, 3 on each side. At 10 she noticed that the stream of travellers expended and soon the whole platform was filled with people. She looked outside the window wondering who's going to be her new classmates. Suddenly she recognised one of them, the boy that she had run into at Diagon alley. With him were 3 redheaded boys and two girls one as redheaded as the boys and one with dark fussy hair. She wondered who they were and if the boy knowed them or if it was a coincidence that they were boarding the train together. Exactly at 11 the train left the station and Emma was surprised by this cause she was more familiar with trains leaving late. Harry got on the train sitting with Ron, Fred, George, Ginny and Hermione in the same compartment, the countryside flew by and soon they reached Hogwarts taking the horseless car to the entrée while the first years took the usual ride over the lake. When they had settled down in the great hall waiting for the sorting ceremony to start Harry began to wonder what was going to happen to the quiddich team this year, with Wood gone they hadn't a keeper, "but I will surely be fixed to the best" he taught and concentrated when Prof Mcgonogall took out the Sorting hat and went to show the first years in. The hat sang a song and everyone clapped their hands entucalisticly, Prof McGonogall took word, the hall went absolutely silent.
- Another school year has begun and it's time that new pupil will find homes in Gryffiondor, Hufflepuff, Rawenclaw and Slytherin. But before we
begin with the first years the school is proud to have a pupil who has changed from the wizadring school in USA to Hogwarts here in Britain. She
will join the fifth graders in witch ever house she sorted into.
- Emma Dickens, she continued, looking around Emma draw her breath and walked up to the stage and sat down on the chair. The professor putted the hat on to her head, it was so big it fell over her eyes and she heard a small voice in her head. - Hm... Difficult, you're a bright person, I see, with astonishing powers, that old school of yours taught you much; I've found the perfect place for
you...
- GRYFFINDOR it shouted Emma smiled cause for some reason she had wanted to go to that house when she first heard its name. She walked against the table and noticed that the boy she had bumped into sat at that very table. She shook hands with some of the people, sat down and watched the rest of the sorting ceremony. While she was eating she looked up at the teachers table saw Hagrid who waved at her, she waved back and looked at the other teachers. But when she came to the old wizard who had a long silvery white beard and hair and moon shaped glasses she stopped. There was something in his eyes that caught here attention. She leaned over to the youngest guy with red hair asking.
- Is that Dumbledore?
- Yes it is, have you never seen him before?
- No I haven't
- Hey you are the girl who had changed school right?
- Yes that's me; well I don't like that look he gives me
- Who, Dumbledore?
- Yes he looks at me as he has seen a ghost. - Well that's probably because that the Gryffindore house ghost Sir Nicolas
is right behind you.
- Oh, I guess so... so what's you're Name? - Ron Wesley, and this is Fred Wesley, George Wesley, Ginny Wesley, they
are my brothers and sister, Hermione Granger and Harry Potter.
- Oh we meat again... Harry Potter Harry looked up from his dinner looking straight into Emma's blue eyes; He smiled back at her while replying
- Yes it seems like it Emma Dickens - Hey, wait a minute, said Ron looking puzzled, you two know each other? - Yes said Harry, we latterly bumped into each other in Diagon ally, she
dropped her things and I helpt her. - Oh, I understand said Ron, so that was what occupied your mind that day. No more was said cause the dinner was finished and they walked towards the common room. Emma was going to live with the 5th graders so Hermione showed her up to were they slept. When Emma came into the dormitory she would share with 5 outer girls in her own age she couldn't stop thinking that she somehow belonged there and that she never had been a whole person before she got there. She wondered were her bed was but soon found the answer, she saw her things neatly unpacked and she sat down at that bed to shy to say anything at all. An acuard silence covered the room until Hermione spoke:
- Tell me Emma, how was your old school? - Well, it was good, but it has different opinions than this, for example
we never learned to use a wand, the hands magic is enough according to
them. It is difficult beginning at a new school; I have read things you
haven started with yet and in other topics I'm just a beginner. - Never learnt how to use a wand? That's odd. I guess, if you want to of
course, I can learn you - Oh tanks, that would be nice, we can start tomorrow, now I'm too tired,
tell me about the teachers instead. - Well there's Prof. McGonogall who teach transfiguration, she's nice but
very strict, she's also head of Gryffiondor house... Hermione went on about the teachers and Emma listen. They got ready for bed and the outer girls went to sleep in an instance but Emma who always had trouble sleeping when she came to an unfamiliar place laid in her bed looking up into the ceiling trying to remember all that Hermione had said about the teachers and after a while she finally fell asleep. The following week Emma learned how to manage her wand with a pleased Hermione as teacher. At their first potion lesson with Snape, Emma noticed that almost everyone hated him, but after that lesson she understood this feeling, Snape gave her the creeps. Then on their 10th lesson Snape turned to Emma and spoke in a cold voice. - Well miss Dickens I have heard you bragging about you're old school and
what you learned there, it's time you will be tested. I want you all to
make a potion of dashing herbs and liquid asphodel.
- But sir, said Emma, That potion is deadly, and I' am not bragging.
- Did I give you permission to speak Dickens? Snape snapped; yes that
potion is deadly if you do it the right way, now go on! Everybody looked nervous when they started shopping the herbs and measuring the asphodel. Emma who had did this before and knew the right way to do it warmed the water in her cauldron to the right warmth then she broke off the herbs into pieces putting them into the boiling water letting them soften and then take them out of the water and adding about 4 ml of the asphodel. When everybody was ready Snape went along the benches inspecting each cauldron " weary good Malfoy" "What is this Longbottom, porridge?" and so he went on, he also tried out every potion except Longbottoms that stood smoking on his bench. When he came to Emma's cauldron he looked surprised and he spoke in a toneless voice: - Now Ms Dickens, I will try your potion out and I hope your potion don't
disappoint me. - I don't think it would be a good idea sir, remember it's deadly when done
right.
- Oh, not to fear! I don't think it's so dangerous. He took the little glass that Emma held out and swept it in one strike made a face and dropped to the floor. Some of the slytherin's screamed and Draco Malfoy rushed to his teacher and Emma rounded her bench settled down on her knees beside the body.
- You have killed him! Screamed Malfoy looking terrified at her
- I have not! It was a week potion, nothing I can't fix, and for him
drinking it...I told him not to, but he didn't listen.
- Fix it, now! Malfoy shouted
- All right I will...
- Pity, I think he can lie there for a while, said Ron
- If I don't do anything now he will die, Ron, Emma said slowly and Ron
gulped Emma putted her hands over Snape's body and a bright light came from them, everyone drawled their breath, she moved her hands from Snapes head to his feet and after a minute he began to move. " He will be fine" Emma declared rising up taking her seat again. Snape got up to his feet and carried on like nothing had happened. But he had a kind of quiver in his voice that told them that he was pretty shaken up.
- Emma how did you do that? Asked Ron
- What? The thing with my hands? (Ron nodded)
- And why did you make the potion deadly asked Harry
- Actually I don't know, I have always been able to do it, but I use it only in special occasions and for the potion... I just did as I learned at my old school, but I weakened it, if I would have put in 6 ml of asphodel he
would died direct but I just put in 4.
- I see, said Ron looking at Harry who smiled a little They continued walking and Emma put the potion lesson out of her mind going down to a lesson in Herbolodgy with Prof Spout. Everybody soon forgot the potions accident (that Snape called it) and life continued as usual. Halloween came closer and Emma was looking forward to the incredible feast she had been told took place then. Spending a lot of time with her new found freinds Harry, Ron and Hermione she soon picked up much of the things she didn't learnt yet, and she helped them with subjects she read long before them.
- Snape's Test - Early next morning Emma was woken up by the driver of the train, a very kind man who told here that breakfast was served. She sat up discovering that she had slept in her clothes, but she had a trick, she whispered some words in Latin and she was as clean- and her clothes so tidy as you would never taught that she had slept in them. She drew a comb trough her blond soft hair fixing it so it lay perfectly on her shoulders. She turned around when she heard a yawn and discovered that she wasn't alone in the compartment, a girl somewhat younger than her looked at here with big sleepy eyes. Emma smiled and told her that she better hurry up if she wanted breakfast and went too a room that was set up outside the train and where most of the pupils who had slept over eat. When she had finished, she was told that that the sleeping compartment of the train was going to be taken away and she went to get the things that wasn't in the luggage room and sat down in a compartment with 6 seats, 3 on each side. At 10 she noticed that the stream of travellers expended and soon the whole platform was filled with people. She looked outside the window wondering who's going to be her new classmates. Suddenly she recognised one of them, the boy that she had run into at Diagon alley. With him were 3 redheaded boys and two girls one as redheaded as the boys and one with dark fussy hair. She wondered who they were and if the boy knowed them or if it was a coincidence that they were boarding the train together. Exactly at 11 the train left the station and Emma was surprised by this cause she was more familiar with trains leaving late. Harry got on the train sitting with Ron, Fred, George, Ginny and Hermione in the same compartment, the countryside flew by and soon they reached Hogwarts taking the horseless car to the entrée while the first years took the usual ride over the lake. When they had settled down in the great hall waiting for the sorting ceremony to start Harry began to wonder what was going to happen to the quiddich team this year, with Wood gone they hadn't a keeper, "but I will surely be fixed to the best" he taught and concentrated when Prof Mcgonogall took out the Sorting hat and went to show the first years in. The hat sang a song and everyone clapped their hands entucalisticly, Prof McGonogall took word, the hall went absolutely silent.
- Another school year has begun and it's time that new pupil will find homes in Gryffiondor, Hufflepuff, Rawenclaw and Slytherin. But before we
begin with the first years the school is proud to have a pupil who has changed from the wizadring school in USA to Hogwarts here in Britain. She
will join the fifth graders in witch ever house she sorted into.
- Emma Dickens, she continued, looking around Emma draw her breath and walked up to the stage and sat down on the chair. The professor putted the hat on to her head, it was so big it fell over her eyes and she heard a small voice in her head. - Hm... Difficult, you're a bright person, I see, with astonishing powers, that old school of yours taught you much; I've found the perfect place for
you...
- GRYFFINDOR it shouted Emma smiled cause for some reason she had wanted to go to that house when she first heard its name. She walked against the table and noticed that the boy she had bumped into sat at that very table. She shook hands with some of the people, sat down and watched the rest of the sorting ceremony. While she was eating she looked up at the teachers table saw Hagrid who waved at her, she waved back and looked at the other teachers. But when she came to the old wizard who had a long silvery white beard and hair and moon shaped glasses she stopped. There was something in his eyes that caught here attention. She leaned over to the youngest guy with red hair asking.
- Is that Dumbledore?
- Yes it is, have you never seen him before?
- No I haven't
- Hey you are the girl who had changed school right?
- Yes that's me; well I don't like that look he gives me
- Who, Dumbledore?
- Yes he looks at me as he has seen a ghost. - Well that's probably because that the Gryffindore house ghost Sir Nicolas
is right behind you.
- Oh, I guess so... so what's you're Name? - Ron Wesley, and this is Fred Wesley, George Wesley, Ginny Wesley, they
are my brothers and sister, Hermione Granger and Harry Potter.
- Oh we meat again... Harry Potter Harry looked up from his dinner looking straight into Emma's blue eyes; He smiled back at her while replying
- Yes it seems like it Emma Dickens - Hey, wait a minute, said Ron looking puzzled, you two know each other? - Yes said Harry, we latterly bumped into each other in Diagon ally, she
dropped her things and I helpt her. - Oh, I understand said Ron, so that was what occupied your mind that day. No more was said cause the dinner was finished and they walked towards the common room. Emma was going to live with the 5th graders so Hermione showed her up to were they slept. When Emma came into the dormitory she would share with 5 outer girls in her own age she couldn't stop thinking that she somehow belonged there and that she never had been a whole person before she got there. She wondered were her bed was but soon found the answer, she saw her things neatly unpacked and she sat down at that bed to shy to say anything at all. An acuard silence covered the room until Hermione spoke:
- Tell me Emma, how was your old school? - Well, it was good, but it has different opinions than this, for example
we never learned to use a wand, the hands magic is enough according to
them. It is difficult beginning at a new school; I have read things you
haven started with yet and in other topics I'm just a beginner. - Never learnt how to use a wand? That's odd. I guess, if you want to of
course, I can learn you - Oh tanks, that would be nice, we can start tomorrow, now I'm too tired,
tell me about the teachers instead. - Well there's Prof. McGonogall who teach transfiguration, she's nice but
very strict, she's also head of Gryffiondor house... Hermione went on about the teachers and Emma listen. They got ready for bed and the outer girls went to sleep in an instance but Emma who always had trouble sleeping when she came to an unfamiliar place laid in her bed looking up into the ceiling trying to remember all that Hermione had said about the teachers and after a while she finally fell asleep. The following week Emma learned how to manage her wand with a pleased Hermione as teacher. At their first potion lesson with Snape, Emma noticed that almost everyone hated him, but after that lesson she understood this feeling, Snape gave her the creeps. Then on their 10th lesson Snape turned to Emma and spoke in a cold voice. - Well miss Dickens I have heard you bragging about you're old school and
what you learned there, it's time you will be tested. I want you all to
make a potion of dashing herbs and liquid asphodel.
- But sir, said Emma, That potion is deadly, and I' am not bragging.
- Did I give you permission to speak Dickens? Snape snapped; yes that
potion is deadly if you do it the right way, now go on! Everybody looked nervous when they started shopping the herbs and measuring the asphodel. Emma who had did this before and knew the right way to do it warmed the water in her cauldron to the right warmth then she broke off the herbs into pieces putting them into the boiling water letting them soften and then take them out of the water and adding about 4 ml of the asphodel. When everybody was ready Snape went along the benches inspecting each cauldron " weary good Malfoy" "What is this Longbottom, porridge?" and so he went on, he also tried out every potion except Longbottoms that stood smoking on his bench. When he came to Emma's cauldron he looked surprised and he spoke in a toneless voice: - Now Ms Dickens, I will try your potion out and I hope your potion don't
disappoint me. - I don't think it would be a good idea sir, remember it's deadly when done
right.
- Oh, not to fear! I don't think it's so dangerous. He took the little glass that Emma held out and swept it in one strike made a face and dropped to the floor. Some of the slytherin's screamed and Draco Malfoy rushed to his teacher and Emma rounded her bench settled down on her knees beside the body.
- You have killed him! Screamed Malfoy looking terrified at her
- I have not! It was a week potion, nothing I can't fix, and for him
drinking it...I told him not to, but he didn't listen.
- Fix it, now! Malfoy shouted
- All right I will...
- Pity, I think he can lie there for a while, said Ron
- If I don't do anything now he will die, Ron, Emma said slowly and Ron
gulped Emma putted her hands over Snape's body and a bright light came from them, everyone drawled their breath, she moved her hands from Snapes head to his feet and after a minute he began to move. " He will be fine" Emma declared rising up taking her seat again. Snape got up to his feet and carried on like nothing had happened. But he had a kind of quiver in his voice that told them that he was pretty shaken up.
- Emma how did you do that? Asked Ron
- What? The thing with my hands? (Ron nodded)
- And why did you make the potion deadly asked Harry
- Actually I don't know, I have always been able to do it, but I use it only in special occasions and for the potion... I just did as I learned at my old school, but I weakened it, if I would have put in 6 ml of asphodel he
would died direct but I just put in 4.
- I see, said Ron looking at Harry who smiled a little They continued walking and Emma put the potion lesson out of her mind going down to a lesson in Herbolodgy with Prof Spout. Everybody soon forgot the potions accident (that Snape called it) and life continued as usual. Halloween came closer and Emma was looking forward to the incredible feast she had been told took place then. Spending a lot of time with her new found freinds Harry, Ron and Hermione she soon picked up much of the things she didn't learnt yet, and she helped them with subjects she read long before them.