Dandelion milk! What, does he expect us to go back in time to spring, pick
a couple, then bring 'em back? Ah well. I think I have some from a potion I
did last year. Yep, here it is. I finally got all te ingredients reuired
for the potion! Leila
Leila was nearly attacked by the snowy owl. It had a note, and seemed to expect payment for trying to find the Ravenclaw portrait, which people from other houses weren't supposed to know. All I have is cat food! She thought. "Um...owl..... I'm afraid that I am unable to attain owl food for you at this time. Please, though, go peck whoever sent you into giving you something." The owl looked at her crossly. "Sorry, dear owl, I am the slave of a cat, not an owl." The owl took off and Leila opened the note.
Leila-
How'm I supposed to understand this? Half the book is upside down! And there are so many big words. Hermione said you're nice and you'll help me, but I don't really believe her. Besides, how would you help me if you're in Ravenclaw?
-Harry Potter
Leila sighed. Hadn't she already explained the format? Didn't this boy read anything but textbooks? She sat down and wrote in her neat handwriting
Mr. Potter –
I am pleased to inform you that it appears Ravenclaw and Gryffindor share an empty period on Tuesday, from 9:00 am- 9:45. Please be at the Great Hall at that time. I will assist you at that point. -Leila
She begged her cat to deliver the note, who finally took it huffily
and walked out. Just then she heard a cry. She walked down the stairs
into the common room, where a 1st year girl was sobbing. "What is
troubling you, small child?" Leila inquired. "M-M-Malfoy took my b-b-
book and said if I took it back hed b-b-break my arm!" She stammered.
"Oh, Malfoy. Come on, me and my sister will help take care of it. The
little girl shook her head and sobbed. "Noooo! Not Lana!" Leila
nodded. "Ok, I'll find him myself, all right? Now, let's go." And she
walked out, the little girl following behind her.
Finally, she saw Malfoy teasing a girl named Ginny Weasley about her
freckles. "Ah, Mister Malfoy. Sticking your overlarge nose into other
people's appearances again, eh? You should probably worry more about
your own. The pile of slime look went out of fashion years ago."
Malfoy turned his cold grey eyes towards her. "Loser." He muttered.
"Give back her book." She ordered. "No." He replied coolly. Leila
smiled sweetly, and in one swift move grabbed the book and handed it
to the little girl, who ran. Leila, too, turned and walked swiftly,
dodging a curse.
I hate Slytherin. That's all I have to say. Lana
Lana glared at all the green things around her. She hated her year. She hated her house, She hated everything. Except Leila. She and Leila would not live without each other. They were as dependant on each other as they were their hearts, which kept them alive (obviously.) Lana had never known anyone who had been as important to her as Leila except her mother...Lana had the sudden urge to rip something. But she would not. Her sister could make friends, but she had no desire to. Why should she? They's just be double- crossing scum- like him. He who she could not name. (A/N this does not refer to Voldemort. She says his name, and does not fear him. She, exactly like Leila, desires only revenge on Voldemort and He who she could not name.)
A/N- listen, people, I don't care if you have nothing to say, just review. To be honest, we just want to know if people actually read this. Just review to say 'hi I read it' will work, though comments are appreciated. I'm just curious to see if people read it. Don't worry, it'll keep going even if nobody reads it. -.- It is enjoyable to write. SO REVIEW. If you do, I'll be happy with you. Oh yeah, and tell me if I'm using big enough words for Leila.
Leila was nearly attacked by the snowy owl. It had a note, and seemed to expect payment for trying to find the Ravenclaw portrait, which people from other houses weren't supposed to know. All I have is cat food! She thought. "Um...owl..... I'm afraid that I am unable to attain owl food for you at this time. Please, though, go peck whoever sent you into giving you something." The owl looked at her crossly. "Sorry, dear owl, I am the slave of a cat, not an owl." The owl took off and Leila opened the note.
Leila-
How'm I supposed to understand this? Half the book is upside down! And there are so many big words. Hermione said you're nice and you'll help me, but I don't really believe her. Besides, how would you help me if you're in Ravenclaw?
-Harry Potter
Leila sighed. Hadn't she already explained the format? Didn't this boy read anything but textbooks? She sat down and wrote in her neat handwriting
Mr. Potter –
I am pleased to inform you that it appears Ravenclaw and Gryffindor share an empty period on Tuesday, from 9:00 am- 9:45. Please be at the Great Hall at that time. I will assist you at that point. -Leila
She begged her cat to deliver the note, who finally took it huffily
and walked out. Just then she heard a cry. She walked down the stairs
into the common room, where a 1st year girl was sobbing. "What is
troubling you, small child?" Leila inquired. "M-M-Malfoy took my b-b-
book and said if I took it back hed b-b-break my arm!" She stammered.
"Oh, Malfoy. Come on, me and my sister will help take care of it. The
little girl shook her head and sobbed. "Noooo! Not Lana!" Leila
nodded. "Ok, I'll find him myself, all right? Now, let's go." And she
walked out, the little girl following behind her.
Finally, she saw Malfoy teasing a girl named Ginny Weasley about her
freckles. "Ah, Mister Malfoy. Sticking your overlarge nose into other
people's appearances again, eh? You should probably worry more about
your own. The pile of slime look went out of fashion years ago."
Malfoy turned his cold grey eyes towards her. "Loser." He muttered.
"Give back her book." She ordered. "No." He replied coolly. Leila
smiled sweetly, and in one swift move grabbed the book and handed it
to the little girl, who ran. Leila, too, turned and walked swiftly,
dodging a curse.
I hate Slytherin. That's all I have to say. Lana
Lana glared at all the green things around her. She hated her year. She hated her house, She hated everything. Except Leila. She and Leila would not live without each other. They were as dependant on each other as they were their hearts, which kept them alive (obviously.) Lana had never known anyone who had been as important to her as Leila except her mother...Lana had the sudden urge to rip something. But she would not. Her sister could make friends, but she had no desire to. Why should she? They's just be double- crossing scum- like him. He who she could not name. (A/N this does not refer to Voldemort. She says his name, and does not fear him. She, exactly like Leila, desires only revenge on Voldemort and He who she could not name.)
A/N- listen, people, I don't care if you have nothing to say, just review. To be honest, we just want to know if people actually read this. Just review to say 'hi I read it' will work, though comments are appreciated. I'm just curious to see if people read it. Don't worry, it'll keep going even if nobody reads it. -.- It is enjoyable to write. SO REVIEW. If you do, I'll be happy with you. Oh yeah, and tell me if I'm using big enough words for Leila.