(most characters are JK Rowlings. Except for 1 who is based on JK Rowlings
characters. The wolf idea was from the show "The 10th Kingdom that you must
watch!)
CHAPTER 1: Awaken and Remember
Harry tossed and turned. The first night back at Hogwarts was supposed to be the best sleep he would have this year. Yet he could not rest. His mind buzzed. The welcome back ceremony seemed empty. All of Hogwarts smelt as it did the last time he was there. The bed, his bed, reminded him of Sirius. He left the confines of his bedroom and decended the spiral steps to the common room. However, he didn't stay. It was their secret meeting place; the fire, their fire.
The thoughts in Harry's head all circled around one enormous thought that made his head ache. Who was that woman? At the staff table during the feast there sat, between Snape and Hooch, a woman of astounding beauty, she reminded Harry of someone, someone he knew once. She had Sirius' eyes. Harry, in his grief, tried to find Sirius in everyone he met. "She must be the new DADA teacher, why isn't she being introduced?" Ron had whispered to Harry and Hermione. "She looks just like......." Hermione had started, then she stopped and looked as if she was about to say something horrid. "Sirius." Harry said to Hermione.
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Severus examined the faces at the staff meeting that morning. Dumbledore went into a speech about care and safety at all times, reminded everyone of the oncoming war and introduced the new teacher to the staff. Snape stared at the madonna who stood before him. He eyed her with awe, she was beautiful. She had certainly grown since the last time he saw her. That was years ago, however deep down he had always imagined she would turn out to be that beautiful. A make-upless radiance radiated from every contor of her perfectly formed body. Snape's gave never moved from Dumbledore, yet he could sense her there.
Sitting next to her made him sweat. No matter how much he had 'thought highly' of Lily Evans, her best friend had always been the most beautiful. No matter how much he liked her, however, he could never talk to her, even if she was a Slytherin ('not from choice,' Severus recounted the moment the hat shouted the name she had burst into tears). Being in her family blood line, what did she expect? She was always more of a Gryffindor like her brother than a Slytherin.
As she said her welcomes to her old teacher friends, Hooch and Maconagall, Severus could not help but look at her eyes. They were cold and black. She had matured. Her brothers death by their own cousin had been a hammer to fall. She looked as if she had been crying. her robes were black as night. Severus saw the tail poking out of the bottom of the robe, she clearly didn't care who knew she was half wolf anymore. She had that nervous itch still and had peircing eyes tnat darted around whilst she spoke.
How Phynisia Black had grown.
CHAPTER 1: Awaken and Remember
Harry tossed and turned. The first night back at Hogwarts was supposed to be the best sleep he would have this year. Yet he could not rest. His mind buzzed. The welcome back ceremony seemed empty. All of Hogwarts smelt as it did the last time he was there. The bed, his bed, reminded him of Sirius. He left the confines of his bedroom and decended the spiral steps to the common room. However, he didn't stay. It was their secret meeting place; the fire, their fire.
The thoughts in Harry's head all circled around one enormous thought that made his head ache. Who was that woman? At the staff table during the feast there sat, between Snape and Hooch, a woman of astounding beauty, she reminded Harry of someone, someone he knew once. She had Sirius' eyes. Harry, in his grief, tried to find Sirius in everyone he met. "She must be the new DADA teacher, why isn't she being introduced?" Ron had whispered to Harry and Hermione. "She looks just like......." Hermione had started, then she stopped and looked as if she was about to say something horrid. "Sirius." Harry said to Hermione.
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Severus examined the faces at the staff meeting that morning. Dumbledore went into a speech about care and safety at all times, reminded everyone of the oncoming war and introduced the new teacher to the staff. Snape stared at the madonna who stood before him. He eyed her with awe, she was beautiful. She had certainly grown since the last time he saw her. That was years ago, however deep down he had always imagined she would turn out to be that beautiful. A make-upless radiance radiated from every contor of her perfectly formed body. Snape's gave never moved from Dumbledore, yet he could sense her there.
Sitting next to her made him sweat. No matter how much he had 'thought highly' of Lily Evans, her best friend had always been the most beautiful. No matter how much he liked her, however, he could never talk to her, even if she was a Slytherin ('not from choice,' Severus recounted the moment the hat shouted the name she had burst into tears). Being in her family blood line, what did she expect? She was always more of a Gryffindor like her brother than a Slytherin.
As she said her welcomes to her old teacher friends, Hooch and Maconagall, Severus could not help but look at her eyes. They were cold and black. She had matured. Her brothers death by their own cousin had been a hammer to fall. She looked as if she had been crying. her robes were black as night. Severus saw the tail poking out of the bottom of the robe, she clearly didn't care who knew she was half wolf anymore. She had that nervous itch still and had peircing eyes tnat darted around whilst she spoke.
How Phynisia Black had grown.