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Magic is everywhere
Chapter 3
My first charge
Flashback
"I've got it! You shall be in..."
End flashback
"Slytherin! I've done it again!" The hat proclaimed. Piper moved to the table that clapped the loudest. Immediately she wished she hadn't. As soon as she sat down, Malfoy moved towards her. Before he finished moving, she jumped up and started yelling.
"Oh hell no! There is no way I'm gonna be here! I demand a retrial! I would rather be with the Elders than here! Whoops..." The "Power that Be" orbed in.
"Is there a problem for you to call us?" The middle Elder stepped out. Elders are pacifist, but they looked angry that someone called them down.
"Uh, no problem. I was just saying how great the "Power that be" is." Oh my god, please don't let them here what I said. Please don't let them...
"Alright, if that is all..." They orbed back to the Heavens and Piper let out a breath she was holding.
"Um, Professor. Dumbldore, you should really give her another chance at the hat. If she stays there, you will never see her again. And you should know how much Piper hates the Elders. You can stretch it around the world over a million times." Phoebe didn't feel safe having her niece there. That Malfoy kid was there and she didn't trust him.
"Miss. Halliwell, you may get another chance at the hat." Professor Dumbledore said. Piper ran up and sat down on the chair. If you counted how far away she was sitting before, and how far it is to the teachers' table, that would be really fast. About 9 meters per second (A/N she's part of her schools track team. I'm not in it, but I'm gonna try out âº). The hat was placed on he and a voice whispered in her ear.
"Oh, thank god your back. I placed you in the wrong house! For some reason I got Slytherin and Griffindor mixed up! It was probably because I was remembering when they were fighting..." The hat droned on and on and on about the fight. Piper got tired of it and took the hat off while it was still talking.
"Then Godric waved his...It was really... 'Oh my', I said..."
She walked off the dais and headed towards the Griffindor table (A/N how does she know which table it is? Remember when Harry, Hermione, and Ron introduced themselves? They also said what house they were in).
"Miss. Halliwell, where are you going? The hat has not finished."
"Oh, it already told me. It likes to talk."
"Well, which house?"
"Um, some kinda Griffin or something." Immediately, loud noises and clapping came from that table. Instead of walking to the table, she doubled back and went to her aunts. Before she could reach them, a premonition hit her.
An eleven year old fainted after a spirit went through him... The same kid, only a year older, fighting a large, ugly, overgrown snake... Now her own age (You know where this is going...) and fighting off some ugly ass ghosts... Another year and now he's fighting- or dueling with sticks- for his life and dragging this –oh my god- dead person around... yet another year and he's fighting a whole bunch of people...
It stopped. That must have been the end because now, for some reason she was knocked off her ass and hit the wall. People gasped and her aunts came.
"What the hell happened?" Piper said. "Did you have a, um, vision?" Piper nodded her head. "What did you see?"
"A kid being killed. Him." She pointed up at Harry.
Magic is everywhere
Chapter 3
My first charge
Flashback
"I've got it! You shall be in..."
End flashback
"Slytherin! I've done it again!" The hat proclaimed. Piper moved to the table that clapped the loudest. Immediately she wished she hadn't. As soon as she sat down, Malfoy moved towards her. Before he finished moving, she jumped up and started yelling.
"Oh hell no! There is no way I'm gonna be here! I demand a retrial! I would rather be with the Elders than here! Whoops..." The "Power that Be" orbed in.
"Is there a problem for you to call us?" The middle Elder stepped out. Elders are pacifist, but they looked angry that someone called them down.
"Uh, no problem. I was just saying how great the "Power that be" is." Oh my god, please don't let them here what I said. Please don't let them...
"Alright, if that is all..." They orbed back to the Heavens and Piper let out a breath she was holding.
"Um, Professor. Dumbldore, you should really give her another chance at the hat. If she stays there, you will never see her again. And you should know how much Piper hates the Elders. You can stretch it around the world over a million times." Phoebe didn't feel safe having her niece there. That Malfoy kid was there and she didn't trust him.
"Miss. Halliwell, you may get another chance at the hat." Professor Dumbledore said. Piper ran up and sat down on the chair. If you counted how far away she was sitting before, and how far it is to the teachers' table, that would be really fast. About 9 meters per second (A/N she's part of her schools track team. I'm not in it, but I'm gonna try out âº). The hat was placed on he and a voice whispered in her ear.
"Oh, thank god your back. I placed you in the wrong house! For some reason I got Slytherin and Griffindor mixed up! It was probably because I was remembering when they were fighting..." The hat droned on and on and on about the fight. Piper got tired of it and took the hat off while it was still talking.
"Then Godric waved his...It was really... 'Oh my', I said..."
She walked off the dais and headed towards the Griffindor table (A/N how does she know which table it is? Remember when Harry, Hermione, and Ron introduced themselves? They also said what house they were in).
"Miss. Halliwell, where are you going? The hat has not finished."
"Oh, it already told me. It likes to talk."
"Well, which house?"
"Um, some kinda Griffin or something." Immediately, loud noises and clapping came from that table. Instead of walking to the table, she doubled back and went to her aunts. Before she could reach them, a premonition hit her.
An eleven year old fainted after a spirit went through him... The same kid, only a year older, fighting a large, ugly, overgrown snake... Now her own age (You know where this is going...) and fighting off some ugly ass ghosts... Another year and now he's fighting- or dueling with sticks- for his life and dragging this –oh my god- dead person around... yet another year and he's fighting a whole bunch of people...
It stopped. That must have been the end because now, for some reason she was knocked off her ass and hit the wall. People gasped and her aunts came.
"What the hell happened?" Piper said. "Did you have a, um, vision?" Piper nodded her head. "What did you see?"
"A kid being killed. Him." She pointed up at Harry.