Firstly, we would like to point out that this is a joint effort. 3
people wrote the following story. Órla, Lorna and Aoife. The 3 of us have
put an equal amount of effort into this story so we hope you like it.
Main characters: Lorna (Leo) Lombard
Órla (Elf Girl) Aldaríon
Aoife (Drunken Irishwoman) Harvey. Lorna (Leo) Lombard: Her name is Lorna but she doesn't like it so everyone calls her Leo except her teachers and her parents. She is the Gryffindor romantic agony aunt as she has experience in the area. She is the best in the class of defence of the dark arts. Órla (Elf Girl) Aldaríon: Is very self-conscious, but pretty and isn't confident enough to show it off. Is very shy and intelligent. Has train tracks (braces) which adds to her felling self conscious. Also is half elf and has the body characteristics of an elf, including the ears which turn pink when she sees Oliver Wood. Aoife (Drunken Irish): Is a muggle born who lives in Ireland, and feels very strongly against Irish discrimination. She tends to swear more than average and is very good at transfiguration. She comes from a long line of pub owners.
The 3 of us hope that you like the story and we will update chapters as often as possible. xXx
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Stepping onto platform 9 ¾, arm in arm, the three girls were braced themselves for there seventh and final year at Hogwarts School of Witch Craft and Wizardry. "Hey, isn't that Oliver Wood over there?" whispered Leo. "Yes" replied Órla, her elfish ears turning pinker the longer she gazed at the Gryffindor quidditch captain. "For the love of Merlin, go over and talk to him, you know you want him!" giggled Aoife while nudging Órla over to him. "Ouch ee! Stop it you wench! Oh hi Oliver!" "Hi Órla, erm how was your summer hols?" "Eh fine yours?" "Great, I got a scholarship to Edinburgh's Quidditch team." "Oh well done! Em, I guess I'll see you for Herbology then..." "Oh ok... Eh Órla? ""Yeah?" "Oh nothing." "Ok bye" "See ya." "Well that was uncomfortable" Órla whispered to the other two girls as they boarded the Hogwarts express.
The conversation changed to the Hogwarts letters they had each received 3weeks previous. Leo's letter had enclosed her new Head girl badge. "How did you get to be head girl anyway?" enquired the always-nosy Aoife. "Let's just say I earned it," Leo replied. "Who did you sleep with?" Aoife and Órla screamed in unison. "Excuse me? Am I not capable of becoming head girl? I did receive one of the best OWL results you know." "Yeah I know but you would tell me if you did sleep with a member of staff right?" said Órla while smirking. "UGH! Alright it was going to come out anyway..." "WHO? WHO?" the 2 girls yelled while a few heads turned. "Eh heh hum snape *cough*" said Leo very quietly. Aoife's jaw dropped "Did you just say who I think you said?" said the very stunned pupil. Órla had more of a wicked look on her face "What was it like? Give me ALL the gory details." "Well I had to be very drunk to do it so I can't remember much, but I do remember him crying during it, oh and he scrawled all my back" as Leo said this she lifted her top to show her dry red back. "Ouch" yelped Órla in a chihuahua like manner that made Harry Potter turn his head and walk over.
"Hey little Elf girl" sneered Harry. "Leave her alone just because she is half elf doesn't make her any less human...eh...well I eh...guess it does, but your just pissed because she is the new seeker and you aren't and we all know why...Harry POTHEAD" said Aoife while smiling at Órla. Órla smiled back. Harry turned away from Órla and Aoife and faced Leo. "Eh, hi Leo, I haven't seen you since that morning. That one brilliant morning. Oh I wish we could have a reunion if you know what I mean. Why didn't you return my calls?" said Harry in a very wimpish way while Aoife and Órla were making wanker gestures behind his back. "The Betty Ford Clinic wouldn't connect my calls. Oh and eh Harry? Em, eh there is no easy way of saying this but its over... and it has been for a very...very long time" said Leo while half smiling with false pain in her blue sparkly eyes. "That's what you think now my love, but soon, yes soon, we shall be together again. Just you wait my dear," saying this Harry turned around as if he had a cape on and left the compartment. "What a freak" said Órla. "I can't believe you sometimes Leo, I mean, Harry Potter. I know you have heard the rumour about his kinkiness. When did it happen?" "Last year, on this train, in the bathroom" said Leo while bowing her head in shame. "The bathroom?" said Órla confused. "You can barely fit one person in there let alone two and you need a bit of room for that sort of behaviour." "Let's just say my yoga teacher would be VERY proud of me." "EEEEEEW! Too much info! Will someone please wash my mind of that picture?" screamed Órla. "Sure said Aoife while pulling her wand out of her robes. "Astinato" she chanted while tapping Órla's head. "Ow!" Órla yelled due to Aoife's wand being caught in her long brown silky hair.
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As the girls stepped off the train Aoife let out a gasp. "Wow look at Malfoy! He's really filled out." Draco Malfoy had indeed grown. His broad shoulders complemented his now 6ft height. His muscular chest was visible through his expensive robes but not in that obvious sort of way. "Hey look at his feet "whispered Órla. "They have to be at least size 15 and you know what they say about the size of a guys foot!" as they giggled he cast his famous look at them and smiled to himself. "And look!" said Leo, He's head boy too."
As the feast in the Great hall ate its way through dessert the girls started talking about their fellow classmates. "Where's Hermione?" Órla asked Ginny Weasley who was a very trusted friend of Hermione. "Well she's in rehab" "Oooh why?" asked Leo. Ginny replied "Drug addiction, alcohol abuse, sex addict, insanity etc. etc..." "No way!" whispered Órla. "What do you think Aoife?" asked Órla. "Mmmmm?" dozily as she gazed at Draco Malfoy on the Slytherin table. He turned and met her gaze. He smiled at her with his perfect mouth while Pansy Parkinson warbling on at 17 words per second next to him. Aoife blushed soft pink as she looked away shyly. "Am I the only one of us with any fucking balls when it comes to guys? Asked Leo. "YES! That's because you're a man-eater, you change your man as often as your underwear!" sniggered Órla as she pushed Leo off the bench. "Eh careful now!" warned Harry who was sitting across from them with a wicked grin "Don't you dare hurt the future Mrs. Potter. OW YOU BITCH!" Harry was just on the receiving end of a kick on the shin from Órla who was smiling evilly. *Ting ting ting* Dumbledore stood up to welcome the first years into the great hall, where the ceiling was a perfect purple sunset was the odd star twinkling every so often...
Main characters: Lorna (Leo) Lombard
Órla (Elf Girl) Aldaríon
Aoife (Drunken Irishwoman) Harvey. Lorna (Leo) Lombard: Her name is Lorna but she doesn't like it so everyone calls her Leo except her teachers and her parents. She is the Gryffindor romantic agony aunt as she has experience in the area. She is the best in the class of defence of the dark arts. Órla (Elf Girl) Aldaríon: Is very self-conscious, but pretty and isn't confident enough to show it off. Is very shy and intelligent. Has train tracks (braces) which adds to her felling self conscious. Also is half elf and has the body characteristics of an elf, including the ears which turn pink when she sees Oliver Wood. Aoife (Drunken Irish): Is a muggle born who lives in Ireland, and feels very strongly against Irish discrimination. She tends to swear more than average and is very good at transfiguration. She comes from a long line of pub owners.
The 3 of us hope that you like the story and we will update chapters as often as possible. xXx
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Stepping onto platform 9 ¾, arm in arm, the three girls were braced themselves for there seventh and final year at Hogwarts School of Witch Craft and Wizardry. "Hey, isn't that Oliver Wood over there?" whispered Leo. "Yes" replied Órla, her elfish ears turning pinker the longer she gazed at the Gryffindor quidditch captain. "For the love of Merlin, go over and talk to him, you know you want him!" giggled Aoife while nudging Órla over to him. "Ouch ee! Stop it you wench! Oh hi Oliver!" "Hi Órla, erm how was your summer hols?" "Eh fine yours?" "Great, I got a scholarship to Edinburgh's Quidditch team." "Oh well done! Em, I guess I'll see you for Herbology then..." "Oh ok... Eh Órla? ""Yeah?" "Oh nothing." "Ok bye" "See ya." "Well that was uncomfortable" Órla whispered to the other two girls as they boarded the Hogwarts express.
The conversation changed to the Hogwarts letters they had each received 3weeks previous. Leo's letter had enclosed her new Head girl badge. "How did you get to be head girl anyway?" enquired the always-nosy Aoife. "Let's just say I earned it," Leo replied. "Who did you sleep with?" Aoife and Órla screamed in unison. "Excuse me? Am I not capable of becoming head girl? I did receive one of the best OWL results you know." "Yeah I know but you would tell me if you did sleep with a member of staff right?" said Órla while smirking. "UGH! Alright it was going to come out anyway..." "WHO? WHO?" the 2 girls yelled while a few heads turned. "Eh heh hum snape *cough*" said Leo very quietly. Aoife's jaw dropped "Did you just say who I think you said?" said the very stunned pupil. Órla had more of a wicked look on her face "What was it like? Give me ALL the gory details." "Well I had to be very drunk to do it so I can't remember much, but I do remember him crying during it, oh and he scrawled all my back" as Leo said this she lifted her top to show her dry red back. "Ouch" yelped Órla in a chihuahua like manner that made Harry Potter turn his head and walk over.
"Hey little Elf girl" sneered Harry. "Leave her alone just because she is half elf doesn't make her any less human...eh...well I eh...guess it does, but your just pissed because she is the new seeker and you aren't and we all know why...Harry POTHEAD" said Aoife while smiling at Órla. Órla smiled back. Harry turned away from Órla and Aoife and faced Leo. "Eh, hi Leo, I haven't seen you since that morning. That one brilliant morning. Oh I wish we could have a reunion if you know what I mean. Why didn't you return my calls?" said Harry in a very wimpish way while Aoife and Órla were making wanker gestures behind his back. "The Betty Ford Clinic wouldn't connect my calls. Oh and eh Harry? Em, eh there is no easy way of saying this but its over... and it has been for a very...very long time" said Leo while half smiling with false pain in her blue sparkly eyes. "That's what you think now my love, but soon, yes soon, we shall be together again. Just you wait my dear," saying this Harry turned around as if he had a cape on and left the compartment. "What a freak" said Órla. "I can't believe you sometimes Leo, I mean, Harry Potter. I know you have heard the rumour about his kinkiness. When did it happen?" "Last year, on this train, in the bathroom" said Leo while bowing her head in shame. "The bathroom?" said Órla confused. "You can barely fit one person in there let alone two and you need a bit of room for that sort of behaviour." "Let's just say my yoga teacher would be VERY proud of me." "EEEEEEW! Too much info! Will someone please wash my mind of that picture?" screamed Órla. "Sure said Aoife while pulling her wand out of her robes. "Astinato" she chanted while tapping Órla's head. "Ow!" Órla yelled due to Aoife's wand being caught in her long brown silky hair.
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As the girls stepped off the train Aoife let out a gasp. "Wow look at Malfoy! He's really filled out." Draco Malfoy had indeed grown. His broad shoulders complemented his now 6ft height. His muscular chest was visible through his expensive robes but not in that obvious sort of way. "Hey look at his feet "whispered Órla. "They have to be at least size 15 and you know what they say about the size of a guys foot!" as they giggled he cast his famous look at them and smiled to himself. "And look!" said Leo, He's head boy too."
As the feast in the Great hall ate its way through dessert the girls started talking about their fellow classmates. "Where's Hermione?" Órla asked Ginny Weasley who was a very trusted friend of Hermione. "Well she's in rehab" "Oooh why?" asked Leo. Ginny replied "Drug addiction, alcohol abuse, sex addict, insanity etc. etc..." "No way!" whispered Órla. "What do you think Aoife?" asked Órla. "Mmmmm?" dozily as she gazed at Draco Malfoy on the Slytherin table. He turned and met her gaze. He smiled at her with his perfect mouth while Pansy Parkinson warbling on at 17 words per second next to him. Aoife blushed soft pink as she looked away shyly. "Am I the only one of us with any fucking balls when it comes to guys? Asked Leo. "YES! That's because you're a man-eater, you change your man as often as your underwear!" sniggered Órla as she pushed Leo off the bench. "Eh careful now!" warned Harry who was sitting across from them with a wicked grin "Don't you dare hurt the future Mrs. Potter. OW YOU BITCH!" Harry was just on the receiving end of a kick on the shin from Órla who was smiling evilly. *Ting ting ting* Dumbledore stood up to welcome the first years into the great hall, where the ceiling was a perfect purple sunset was the odd star twinkling every so often...