~Well you asked for it, so here it is. Chapter two of my latest masterpeice. Sorry the story kinda drags on some, I just want to make sure I get all the background info out before I carry on with the plot. Happy reading, and please review if you haven't already. All input is welcome.~
With a steady, dull, creaking sound the horse-less carrages came to rest at the drop-off point for Hogwarts students. In almost a rushed way, the five friends collected themselves and their belongings, making their way up to the grave, stone castle. From the corner of his eye Chad watched the shocked look on Cedric's face with amusement. To someone who had never seen the school before, Hogwarts looked like a world of its own. Truthfully it was, but to regular students, the world was not as large or complex as it looked.
Untangling his fingers from Hermione's, Chad casually slid up beside Cedric.
"Honestly amigo, it's not as big as it seems. The only thing you really have to watch out for are all the little hidden goodies that keep every day a new adventure."
Cedric chuckled, the sound false and insecure. "Hidden goodies? Sounds pleasent."
"Oh it is." replied Chad with a crooked smile, " it is. I leave you now, in the good trusting hands of Michael. My only advice for you is to stay close to him. He knows this tricks of this school and can teach you all you need to know. Keep a watchful eye on that boy."
Cedric nodded in agreement. "Thanks for the words of wisdom. They will be well taken."
With a swift incline of his head Chad turned and walked back to his waiting Hermione.
"You know Chad, for a Slytherin, you're not that bad." she commented with a smile.
"Thanks hun, glad to know upi feel that way. See you at the sorting feast."
A quick moment of compassion passed between them, then in the wink of an eye Chad was lost in the sea of black robes and pointed hats.
"I guess this is it. There doesn't seem any point to standing outside in this chilly wind and rain, we're not getting any younger." Sighed Katie.
"Point." Agreed Michael. "Is there anyone you need to talk to Cedric?"
The raven-haired boy shook his head. "I'm sure your headmaster will make some sort of comment about my comming, and that would be my cue to stand and pass on my message from my old headmistress. So in other words, lead on McMike. To the food we go."
Chad was already seated at the Slytherin table, mindlessly playing with his fork, when the small group of his friends entered the Great Hall. The three regulars blended into the surrounding attmosphere, in their black Hogwarts robes and matching school ties. It was only Cedric who stood apart, in his unique fashion statement. Indeed Chad had taken an immediete liking to this newbie. He had brought just the exact sparkle Hogwarts needed. Not saying this wasn't a fun place for Chad, it was just the simple fact the DaFunk boy felt it could be a better place.
Catching Hermione's eye as she sat down at the Gryffindor table, he smiled and winked, then turned his attention to more important matters. The new first years had entered the room with McGonagall, and headmaster Dumbledore had rose for a speach. Rolling his eyes Chad began to prepare himself mentally for the long process ahead of him.
"It is indeed a pleasure," started Dumbledore, gazing around the room through his half moon specks, "to see so many old, familiar faces back for another wonderful Hogwarts year. I will keep my words short as we have many new faces to welcome to our school.
"All students are to be reminded that the Forbidden Forest is strictly off-bounds. And student caught, un-authorized, trampling through that area will suffer a most tedious detention. I will ask you all right now, for the sake of your own safety, to stay out of those trees.
"Quidditch will be starting up second week of school. Any second-year or higher may try out for the teams. Please check the scheduels in your respective common rooms. It should be a good year, many of the teams have been practicing hard hours this summer. Good luck to all players."
Nodding solemly to Professor McGonagall, Dumbledore took his seat, and the sorting ceremony began.
By the time the last "Zeiggler" (tripplets you know) had been sorted into Ravenclaw, Chad was already too tired to eat. On the table before him, was the most delicious assortment of foods known to man, and here he was, too low on engery to even lift his fork. The only thought on his mind was the soft warmth of his waiting bed.
"Hey Funk boy, you still seeing Miss Gryffie-buck-tooth over there?"
Rolling his grey eyes, Chad turned to face Draco Malfoy.
"If you feel that knowing that will make your day, yes. Hermione and I are still together."
"Why you waste your time on that pathetic shermb I'll never understand. I mean, she's not even pureblood mate. She's mudblood. A pureblood like yourself could at least get himself a decent girlfriend. Wouldn't you agree?" Smirked Draco.
Feeling his hands become fists in his lap under the table, he grit his teeth together. For three years this never-ending battle had been raging between himself and Draco. Three consecutive years Draco had bugged him and tormented him. Hermione was the last straw. Cursing violently under his breath, he turned to face Draco, anger flashing in his eyes.
"For the last fuckin' time Malfoy, she's muggle-born. Do I look like the type of person who cares what background she has? No. I'm not you damnit! I'm not some snobby pureblood with my head stuck up my ass, who sees the world from the end of my nose. Besides, I really don't see why you give a damn about who I'm dating in the first place, you hate everyone who doesn't bow down before you. Why don't you just piss off and let me attempt to eat in peace?"
Shaking his head, Chad straightened his tie around his neck, and leaned back on the bench some. He didn't mean to loose his temper, it was just something that had happened spur of the moment.
Around him, the hall was silent. Students sat glued to thier seats, not daring to even breath. It was so unlike Chad to blow up like that, and those who knew him well, started to worry. Hermione in particular felt the change in him, and it frightened her. What on Earth had Draco said to him?
Feeling frusterated and restless by the silence, Chad arose quickly to his feet, and walked from the room in anger. He could feel eyes upon him, and he was tempted to turn and point-blank accuse them, but what would be the point? It was only natural for them to oogle.
Hermione watched him walk from the room, and was about to race after him, when a firm hand on her shoulder stopped her.
"Trust me," came Harry Potter's voice, in a low soothing tone, "he needs to be alone right now. You go after him, and he'll just end up saying something to you that he'll regret later. It's better this way, let him cool off first."
Nodding in agreement, Hermione turned back to the food she no longer desired.
At the Hufflepuff table, the silence was broken by Cedric's unfamiliar voice. All through Chad's erruption, he had sat quietly and watched. There was an odd tone that didn't seem to be there normally in Chad's voice. A tone that only seemed to come up when Hermione was being talked about unpleasently.
"One can only hope not all dinners are like this. High amounts of excitement is hard on the stomach."
Beside him, Michael chuckled. "I know exactly what you mean Cedric. This keeps up and we'll be able to sell tickets to dinner."
Those who heard the comment from surrounding places chuckled and commented. Those who didn't, shrugged and continued with thier meal. It did not take long for regular conversations to resume, and talks of Chad to die down.
It was not until after all the dinner had been eaten, dessert had come and gone, and students began to yawn in thier seats that Dumbledore stood up again, and tapped his spoon against his goblet, for silence.
"Before you all depart to your common rooms, and farther still, your dorms, I have one more quick announcement. I would like you all to warmly welcome young Mr. Cedric Didgery to our school. He's a transfer student from over-seas, who will be staying with us for the year. Please be sure to give him nothing short of a friendly, welcome feeling. You all will have many oppertunities through-out the year to talk with him, and I would advise you all to use them. Cedric, if you would be so kind."
Nodding to the headmaster, Cedric rose, to the polite sound of a pushed applause. Keeping it short, he gave two bows to each direction of house tables from the center of the room, then looked to Dumbledore.
"I have been here such a short time, and already I feel most welcome. The attmosphere is inviting, and I can hardly wait to experience the pleasure of working with such a wonderful school. My headmistress sends along her wishes to you and your staff here at Hogwarts." With a gentle incline of his head, Cedric took his seat again beside Michael.
"Well said." Complimented Michael between yawns. "Now this is the part where we get to go to bed."
Feeling exhausted, Cedric nodded, then yawned. "Goodie. My favorite part of the day. After you."
Together the boys rose, and walked from the room. Stopping a moment at the Gryffindor table, Michael gave Katie a quick kiss, and wished her a good night. He knew she would be up for many more hours, sorting out first years, then talking with her roomate, Hermione. Having finished that, he placed a hand on Cedric's arm, and led him to the Hufflepuff common room, and more importantly, his waiting bed.
~I can't say how long you're going to have to wait for the third chapter, I'm getting very busy with school and grad coming up. Sorry if there's a rather long wait for it. Hope you enjoyed this chapter, and remember reviews are always welcome. ^.^
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters from the books, or the name Hogwarts, or any other names that come directly from the books.~
With a steady, dull, creaking sound the horse-less carrages came to rest at the drop-off point for Hogwarts students. In almost a rushed way, the five friends collected themselves and their belongings, making their way up to the grave, stone castle. From the corner of his eye Chad watched the shocked look on Cedric's face with amusement. To someone who had never seen the school before, Hogwarts looked like a world of its own. Truthfully it was, but to regular students, the world was not as large or complex as it looked.
Untangling his fingers from Hermione's, Chad casually slid up beside Cedric.
"Honestly amigo, it's not as big as it seems. The only thing you really have to watch out for are all the little hidden goodies that keep every day a new adventure."
Cedric chuckled, the sound false and insecure. "Hidden goodies? Sounds pleasent."
"Oh it is." replied Chad with a crooked smile, " it is. I leave you now, in the good trusting hands of Michael. My only advice for you is to stay close to him. He knows this tricks of this school and can teach you all you need to know. Keep a watchful eye on that boy."
Cedric nodded in agreement. "Thanks for the words of wisdom. They will be well taken."
With a swift incline of his head Chad turned and walked back to his waiting Hermione.
"You know Chad, for a Slytherin, you're not that bad." she commented with a smile.
"Thanks hun, glad to know upi feel that way. See you at the sorting feast."
A quick moment of compassion passed between them, then in the wink of an eye Chad was lost in the sea of black robes and pointed hats.
"I guess this is it. There doesn't seem any point to standing outside in this chilly wind and rain, we're not getting any younger." Sighed Katie.
"Point." Agreed Michael. "Is there anyone you need to talk to Cedric?"
The raven-haired boy shook his head. "I'm sure your headmaster will make some sort of comment about my comming, and that would be my cue to stand and pass on my message from my old headmistress. So in other words, lead on McMike. To the food we go."
Chad was already seated at the Slytherin table, mindlessly playing with his fork, when the small group of his friends entered the Great Hall. The three regulars blended into the surrounding attmosphere, in their black Hogwarts robes and matching school ties. It was only Cedric who stood apart, in his unique fashion statement. Indeed Chad had taken an immediete liking to this newbie. He had brought just the exact sparkle Hogwarts needed. Not saying this wasn't a fun place for Chad, it was just the simple fact the DaFunk boy felt it could be a better place.
Catching Hermione's eye as she sat down at the Gryffindor table, he smiled and winked, then turned his attention to more important matters. The new first years had entered the room with McGonagall, and headmaster Dumbledore had rose for a speach. Rolling his eyes Chad began to prepare himself mentally for the long process ahead of him.
"It is indeed a pleasure," started Dumbledore, gazing around the room through his half moon specks, "to see so many old, familiar faces back for another wonderful Hogwarts year. I will keep my words short as we have many new faces to welcome to our school.
"All students are to be reminded that the Forbidden Forest is strictly off-bounds. And student caught, un-authorized, trampling through that area will suffer a most tedious detention. I will ask you all right now, for the sake of your own safety, to stay out of those trees.
"Quidditch will be starting up second week of school. Any second-year or higher may try out for the teams. Please check the scheduels in your respective common rooms. It should be a good year, many of the teams have been practicing hard hours this summer. Good luck to all players."
Nodding solemly to Professor McGonagall, Dumbledore took his seat, and the sorting ceremony began.
By the time the last "Zeiggler" (tripplets you know) had been sorted into Ravenclaw, Chad was already too tired to eat. On the table before him, was the most delicious assortment of foods known to man, and here he was, too low on engery to even lift his fork. The only thought on his mind was the soft warmth of his waiting bed.
"Hey Funk boy, you still seeing Miss Gryffie-buck-tooth over there?"
Rolling his grey eyes, Chad turned to face Draco Malfoy.
"If you feel that knowing that will make your day, yes. Hermione and I are still together."
"Why you waste your time on that pathetic shermb I'll never understand. I mean, she's not even pureblood mate. She's mudblood. A pureblood like yourself could at least get himself a decent girlfriend. Wouldn't you agree?" Smirked Draco.
Feeling his hands become fists in his lap under the table, he grit his teeth together. For three years this never-ending battle had been raging between himself and Draco. Three consecutive years Draco had bugged him and tormented him. Hermione was the last straw. Cursing violently under his breath, he turned to face Draco, anger flashing in his eyes.
"For the last fuckin' time Malfoy, she's muggle-born. Do I look like the type of person who cares what background she has? No. I'm not you damnit! I'm not some snobby pureblood with my head stuck up my ass, who sees the world from the end of my nose. Besides, I really don't see why you give a damn about who I'm dating in the first place, you hate everyone who doesn't bow down before you. Why don't you just piss off and let me attempt to eat in peace?"
Shaking his head, Chad straightened his tie around his neck, and leaned back on the bench some. He didn't mean to loose his temper, it was just something that had happened spur of the moment.
Around him, the hall was silent. Students sat glued to thier seats, not daring to even breath. It was so unlike Chad to blow up like that, and those who knew him well, started to worry. Hermione in particular felt the change in him, and it frightened her. What on Earth had Draco said to him?
Feeling frusterated and restless by the silence, Chad arose quickly to his feet, and walked from the room in anger. He could feel eyes upon him, and he was tempted to turn and point-blank accuse them, but what would be the point? It was only natural for them to oogle.
Hermione watched him walk from the room, and was about to race after him, when a firm hand on her shoulder stopped her.
"Trust me," came Harry Potter's voice, in a low soothing tone, "he needs to be alone right now. You go after him, and he'll just end up saying something to you that he'll regret later. It's better this way, let him cool off first."
Nodding in agreement, Hermione turned back to the food she no longer desired.
At the Hufflepuff table, the silence was broken by Cedric's unfamiliar voice. All through Chad's erruption, he had sat quietly and watched. There was an odd tone that didn't seem to be there normally in Chad's voice. A tone that only seemed to come up when Hermione was being talked about unpleasently.
"One can only hope not all dinners are like this. High amounts of excitement is hard on the stomach."
Beside him, Michael chuckled. "I know exactly what you mean Cedric. This keeps up and we'll be able to sell tickets to dinner."
Those who heard the comment from surrounding places chuckled and commented. Those who didn't, shrugged and continued with thier meal. It did not take long for regular conversations to resume, and talks of Chad to die down.
It was not until after all the dinner had been eaten, dessert had come and gone, and students began to yawn in thier seats that Dumbledore stood up again, and tapped his spoon against his goblet, for silence.
"Before you all depart to your common rooms, and farther still, your dorms, I have one more quick announcement. I would like you all to warmly welcome young Mr. Cedric Didgery to our school. He's a transfer student from over-seas, who will be staying with us for the year. Please be sure to give him nothing short of a friendly, welcome feeling. You all will have many oppertunities through-out the year to talk with him, and I would advise you all to use them. Cedric, if you would be so kind."
Nodding to the headmaster, Cedric rose, to the polite sound of a pushed applause. Keeping it short, he gave two bows to each direction of house tables from the center of the room, then looked to Dumbledore.
"I have been here such a short time, and already I feel most welcome. The attmosphere is inviting, and I can hardly wait to experience the pleasure of working with such a wonderful school. My headmistress sends along her wishes to you and your staff here at Hogwarts." With a gentle incline of his head, Cedric took his seat again beside Michael.
"Well said." Complimented Michael between yawns. "Now this is the part where we get to go to bed."
Feeling exhausted, Cedric nodded, then yawned. "Goodie. My favorite part of the day. After you."
Together the boys rose, and walked from the room. Stopping a moment at the Gryffindor table, Michael gave Katie a quick kiss, and wished her a good night. He knew she would be up for many more hours, sorting out first years, then talking with her roomate, Hermione. Having finished that, he placed a hand on Cedric's arm, and led him to the Hufflepuff common room, and more importantly, his waiting bed.
~I can't say how long you're going to have to wait for the third chapter, I'm getting very busy with school and grad coming up. Sorry if there's a rather long wait for it. Hope you enjoyed this chapter, and remember reviews are always welcome. ^.^
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters from the books, or the name Hogwarts, or any other names that come directly from the books.~