A/N: Welp... are you all enjoying this so far? I hope so. I'm seriously
thinking that this is going to be a very, very long story. If you want to
back out now, feel free, but you just might miss something.
Disclaimer: I own nothin' recognizable. 'Cept perhaps an original character or two that was in the previous chapter.
We slept as long as we intended. We were still a tad groggy but it was noon. We dressed soundlessly and stepped outside of the tent. I was a bit shocked when I looked around. There were only around 5 tents left from the 100 others that where there last night. Lain slept in along with us, she was waiting outside for us.
We approached one of the 2 ministry members and asked when the next portkey to Diagon Alley was. He told me that the last one was in 5 minutes. We basically just stood around and waited. Soon, my predictions were right. Dean and Seamus came up to the ministry dude too.
"Hello, Lain, Crystilin and err Damon" Seamus said, paying Damon and me little attention but was fully attentive for Lain.
"Err... hi" Lain replied.
"Hey 'Lin" Dean said. "It's pretty creepy, what happened last night I mean" he added, trying to break the nasty silence as Lain crept a little farther away from Seamus.
"Ye-"I started to reply but the ministry wizard came over and alerted us that our portkey was about to take affect. "Well, see you at Hogwarts" and with that said, Damon, Lain and I grabbed the aluminum can back to Diagon Alley. We were whooshed there almost immediately.
"Well, I best be off. My folks will be worried about me. What happened last night would defiantly be in the paper. I suppose I'll see you two in a week, at Hogwarts," Lain noted.
"Yes, I suppose," I replied.
"See you later," Damon added.
We watched her walk away and pass through the brick archway, back to the Leaky Cauldron. We headed to the shop soon after. I took down the sign that said 'At the Quiddich World Cup. Will return to normal hours when over. Thank You', unlocked the shop and walked in Damon following. We decided to open the shop early. Instead of normally opening it at one like we usually did we opened it at 12:30. I asked Damon to mind the store while I went to get us lunch.
I walked along the path filled with people. I went into a takeout place with a name I couldn't pronounce. I ordered something that was obviously oriental, Korean I believe. I brought it back to the shop and spent the rest of the day trying to figure out what it was I ate. When it was closing time Damon asked if she could just crash at my place for the rest of the week, until we went back to Hogwarts.
"Sure..." I answered.
"Thank you. I don't really wanna have to stay at the Leaky Cauldron for some reason. Oh, I remember now. It's probably going to be full. It tends to around this time of year, especially after an event, good or bad." she replied to my answer.
The week left until it was time to return to Hogwarts went by fast. We were soon packing our bags again for yet another long and crazy year. On September 1st we (Lain, Damon, and mwa) headed to the Kings Cross Station.
"Well.... We are, yet again, an hour early. But, hey, at least we got a good compartment." Damon told me.
"Yea... I still don't really wanna go to Hogwarts knowin' that there is going to be some sort of formal event. Stupid dress robes," I muttered.
"What have you got against the dress robes anyway, eh? Damon told me that you looked great in yours," Lain wondered.
"Damon's a liar then." I said with a hint of embarrassment. "She's the one that looks great."
"Ok, I can take being called a liar, but I can't be lied to!" Damon inquired and we all started cracking up. We talked the whole time and nobody bothered us. Well, at least until everybody else started boarding. I say this because soon we had to share the compartment with Dean and Seamus. It wasn't my doing. Lain's too polite...
"Thank you for lettin' us stay in y'all's compartment. Everywhere else's full..." Seamus said.
"Sheesh, we come an hour early to get an easy compartment, when we end up having to share it with others..." Damon noted. "Oh well, I presume the four of you don't mind it, getting to be with you lovers after all" she added quietly where only I could hear her. I elbowed her and she pinched me back.
"Oi, why don't you come with us to meet some of our friends," Dean suggested.
"Who, The Dream Team?" Seamus asked him.
"Yea," Dean replied back to him. "Do you want to?" he asked the three of us.
"Umm, I guess..." Lain replied. Uck! More socializing... I bet they are Gryffindors too... Oh, that's right we aren't wearing our patches.
We followed Dean and Seamus to a compartment with three people inside. Dean introduced us to Hermione, Ron, and Harry. I saw Damon and Lain glance quickly at a scar on Harry's forehead. It was shaped like a lightning bolt and he looked a tad annoyed as they did so. It didn't occur to me at the time (yea... I'm that dense...) that the Harry in there was the Harry Potter that everyone considered famous. OF COURSE!!!! I totally remember now! Harry Potter is famous for being the boy who lived! I read about it in a Rise and fall of the Dark Arts! But... I bet you know that already. I'm so dense... I know it will come back and haunt me one day.
Anyway, we were walking back to our compartment when, lucky us, (see the sarcasm dripping!) had a run in with Malfoy. Dean, Lain, and Seamus had already gone back in the compartment, unluckily for Damon and me......
"So, Damon have you heard what is going to happen at Hogwarts this year?" he asked Damon, ignoring me.
"Like I care," She responded.
"You should. Well, I do suppose you don't really interest in things like the triwizard tournament, shame," he smirked.
"Err... yea, see you later," she replied, walking back to the compartment, me tagging along.
The train arrived at the Hogsmade station later on. It was pouring rain. For September it was quite cold too. We were going to run quickly to the carriages that where pulled by 'invisible hoses' that Damon told me were thestrals. Right... I can't see them... Anyway, what made my day unbearable was that before we did so I tripped and fell on my face... That's considered pretty embarrassing, especially when you get knocked out for a few seconds. Garr... and you know what, only Dean waited for me. Damon was all the way up ahead of us with Lain and Seamus who was talking Lain's ear off. Poor her, wait, poor me. It took me a few seconds to get my bearings. I had tripped on a rock and unluckily landed on one too... I had a huge bump on my head. Ugg... We lost the rest of them in the crowd. I heard distantly Hagrid calling for the first years to come take their traditional boat ride to Hogwarts. I felt sorry for them.
"Are you okay 'Lin?" Dean asked sympathetically as we walked towards the carriages, which where filling quickly.
"Um... I think so. My head really hurts, though..." I replied wearily.
"You should go to the hospital wing when we arrive," he responded.
"That's okay! I don't need that much attention," I quickly said.
By the time we reached the carriages everyone else had been smart and gotten on one quickly. We were soaked.
"Uck! I'm so wet... I'm even dripping!" I complained, "I'm so pathetic."
"You? What about me! I'm drenched too. Seamus, on the other hand left without me, just because he's acting like a lovesick puppy..." Dean replied equally annoyed.
I then choked out, "He's lovesick?" I had figured he had liked her or whatever, but I wasn't going to make accusations if he hadn't told her, but I decided not to tell.
"'Lin... Are you seriously that dense," he answered, unbelievingly. "Sheez, of course, can't you tell? He's really onto that girl, your friend, um... Lain."
"Hey! So what if I'm a bit dense! At least I'm passing potions, with an A too!" That last comment soon got us into a playful squabble, until we arrived at Hogwarts. When we entered the Entrance Hall we caught up with Damon and them. We were happy to (or at least I was) see some students, especially that Ron kid, drenched as much as the both of us where by Peeves with water balloons.
"Where were you two?" Damon asked me hurriedly, as if she had to suffer something while we were gone.
"Well, FYI," I started annoyed, "I tripped and fell and Dean waited for me, unlike you."
"Figures..." she muttered. "If you wanted time alone with Dean you could have just asked."
"What?" I asked confused (and a bit embarrassed that she could think such a thing).
"Never mind..." she sighed.
We walked into the warm great hall, over to our tables. I walked over to the swarthy faced Slytherins at their or should I say, our table. I watched as Lain went over to the Ravenclaw table and Dean and Seamus to the Gryffindor table. We waited in non-silence for the first years to arrive. I wasn't in any hurry. I didn't feel well. The first years arrived soon afterwards and were sorted. We had a few new Slytherins. Dumbledore then told us to 'Tuck in', like every year. I watched as the plates filled quickly with the feast food.
"What's a matter 'Lin?" Damon asked me as she loaded her plate.
"I don't feel well," I answered.
"Go to Madam Pomfrey then."
"You and Dean both say the same things!" I sighed.
As soon as the dinner and desert I didn't eat were over, Dumbledore soon made some announcements. Before he got through telling us why the Quiddich Cup was canceled this year ("Great!" Damon said), the doors banged open and a man who looked like an experiment gone wrong came in. Everybody became silent at the prospect of seeing such a person. Dumbledore though, said,
"May I introduce our new defense against the Dark Arts teacher? Professor Moody."
Dumbledore and Hagrid began to applaud for the new staff member, but stopped just as I was about to, because nobody else in the hall was. Dumbledore continued. We found out that the Triwizard tournament was going to be held. Dumbledore soon after explained what it was and some of the rules.
"D-Durmstrang!" Damon stuttered. She looked as bad as I felt.
Poor her... The thought of seeing former classmates must have really been annoying her....
A/N: If you liked then please review. But it seems that I will keep on posting even if no one reviews or anything... But you know that I would LOVE to hear your opinion, flames and all.
Disclaimer: I own nothin' recognizable. 'Cept perhaps an original character or two that was in the previous chapter.
We slept as long as we intended. We were still a tad groggy but it was noon. We dressed soundlessly and stepped outside of the tent. I was a bit shocked when I looked around. There were only around 5 tents left from the 100 others that where there last night. Lain slept in along with us, she was waiting outside for us.
We approached one of the 2 ministry members and asked when the next portkey to Diagon Alley was. He told me that the last one was in 5 minutes. We basically just stood around and waited. Soon, my predictions were right. Dean and Seamus came up to the ministry dude too.
"Hello, Lain, Crystilin and err Damon" Seamus said, paying Damon and me little attention but was fully attentive for Lain.
"Err... hi" Lain replied.
"Hey 'Lin" Dean said. "It's pretty creepy, what happened last night I mean" he added, trying to break the nasty silence as Lain crept a little farther away from Seamus.
"Ye-"I started to reply but the ministry wizard came over and alerted us that our portkey was about to take affect. "Well, see you at Hogwarts" and with that said, Damon, Lain and I grabbed the aluminum can back to Diagon Alley. We were whooshed there almost immediately.
"Well, I best be off. My folks will be worried about me. What happened last night would defiantly be in the paper. I suppose I'll see you two in a week, at Hogwarts," Lain noted.
"Yes, I suppose," I replied.
"See you later," Damon added.
We watched her walk away and pass through the brick archway, back to the Leaky Cauldron. We headed to the shop soon after. I took down the sign that said 'At the Quiddich World Cup. Will return to normal hours when over. Thank You', unlocked the shop and walked in Damon following. We decided to open the shop early. Instead of normally opening it at one like we usually did we opened it at 12:30. I asked Damon to mind the store while I went to get us lunch.
I walked along the path filled with people. I went into a takeout place with a name I couldn't pronounce. I ordered something that was obviously oriental, Korean I believe. I brought it back to the shop and spent the rest of the day trying to figure out what it was I ate. When it was closing time Damon asked if she could just crash at my place for the rest of the week, until we went back to Hogwarts.
"Sure..." I answered.
"Thank you. I don't really wanna have to stay at the Leaky Cauldron for some reason. Oh, I remember now. It's probably going to be full. It tends to around this time of year, especially after an event, good or bad." she replied to my answer.
The week left until it was time to return to Hogwarts went by fast. We were soon packing our bags again for yet another long and crazy year. On September 1st we (Lain, Damon, and mwa) headed to the Kings Cross Station.
"Well.... We are, yet again, an hour early. But, hey, at least we got a good compartment." Damon told me.
"Yea... I still don't really wanna go to Hogwarts knowin' that there is going to be some sort of formal event. Stupid dress robes," I muttered.
"What have you got against the dress robes anyway, eh? Damon told me that you looked great in yours," Lain wondered.
"Damon's a liar then." I said with a hint of embarrassment. "She's the one that looks great."
"Ok, I can take being called a liar, but I can't be lied to!" Damon inquired and we all started cracking up. We talked the whole time and nobody bothered us. Well, at least until everybody else started boarding. I say this because soon we had to share the compartment with Dean and Seamus. It wasn't my doing. Lain's too polite...
"Thank you for lettin' us stay in y'all's compartment. Everywhere else's full..." Seamus said.
"Sheesh, we come an hour early to get an easy compartment, when we end up having to share it with others..." Damon noted. "Oh well, I presume the four of you don't mind it, getting to be with you lovers after all" she added quietly where only I could hear her. I elbowed her and she pinched me back.
"Oi, why don't you come with us to meet some of our friends," Dean suggested.
"Who, The Dream Team?" Seamus asked him.
"Yea," Dean replied back to him. "Do you want to?" he asked the three of us.
"Umm, I guess..." Lain replied. Uck! More socializing... I bet they are Gryffindors too... Oh, that's right we aren't wearing our patches.
We followed Dean and Seamus to a compartment with three people inside. Dean introduced us to Hermione, Ron, and Harry. I saw Damon and Lain glance quickly at a scar on Harry's forehead. It was shaped like a lightning bolt and he looked a tad annoyed as they did so. It didn't occur to me at the time (yea... I'm that dense...) that the Harry in there was the Harry Potter that everyone considered famous. OF COURSE!!!! I totally remember now! Harry Potter is famous for being the boy who lived! I read about it in a Rise and fall of the Dark Arts! But... I bet you know that already. I'm so dense... I know it will come back and haunt me one day.
Anyway, we were walking back to our compartment when, lucky us, (see the sarcasm dripping!) had a run in with Malfoy. Dean, Lain, and Seamus had already gone back in the compartment, unluckily for Damon and me......
"So, Damon have you heard what is going to happen at Hogwarts this year?" he asked Damon, ignoring me.
"Like I care," She responded.
"You should. Well, I do suppose you don't really interest in things like the triwizard tournament, shame," he smirked.
"Err... yea, see you later," she replied, walking back to the compartment, me tagging along.
The train arrived at the Hogsmade station later on. It was pouring rain. For September it was quite cold too. We were going to run quickly to the carriages that where pulled by 'invisible hoses' that Damon told me were thestrals. Right... I can't see them... Anyway, what made my day unbearable was that before we did so I tripped and fell on my face... That's considered pretty embarrassing, especially when you get knocked out for a few seconds. Garr... and you know what, only Dean waited for me. Damon was all the way up ahead of us with Lain and Seamus who was talking Lain's ear off. Poor her, wait, poor me. It took me a few seconds to get my bearings. I had tripped on a rock and unluckily landed on one too... I had a huge bump on my head. Ugg... We lost the rest of them in the crowd. I heard distantly Hagrid calling for the first years to come take their traditional boat ride to Hogwarts. I felt sorry for them.
"Are you okay 'Lin?" Dean asked sympathetically as we walked towards the carriages, which where filling quickly.
"Um... I think so. My head really hurts, though..." I replied wearily.
"You should go to the hospital wing when we arrive," he responded.
"That's okay! I don't need that much attention," I quickly said.
By the time we reached the carriages everyone else had been smart and gotten on one quickly. We were soaked.
"Uck! I'm so wet... I'm even dripping!" I complained, "I'm so pathetic."
"You? What about me! I'm drenched too. Seamus, on the other hand left without me, just because he's acting like a lovesick puppy..." Dean replied equally annoyed.
I then choked out, "He's lovesick?" I had figured he had liked her or whatever, but I wasn't going to make accusations if he hadn't told her, but I decided not to tell.
"'Lin... Are you seriously that dense," he answered, unbelievingly. "Sheez, of course, can't you tell? He's really onto that girl, your friend, um... Lain."
"Hey! So what if I'm a bit dense! At least I'm passing potions, with an A too!" That last comment soon got us into a playful squabble, until we arrived at Hogwarts. When we entered the Entrance Hall we caught up with Damon and them. We were happy to (or at least I was) see some students, especially that Ron kid, drenched as much as the both of us where by Peeves with water balloons.
"Where were you two?" Damon asked me hurriedly, as if she had to suffer something while we were gone.
"Well, FYI," I started annoyed, "I tripped and fell and Dean waited for me, unlike you."
"Figures..." she muttered. "If you wanted time alone with Dean you could have just asked."
"What?" I asked confused (and a bit embarrassed that she could think such a thing).
"Never mind..." she sighed.
We walked into the warm great hall, over to our tables. I walked over to the swarthy faced Slytherins at their or should I say, our table. I watched as Lain went over to the Ravenclaw table and Dean and Seamus to the Gryffindor table. We waited in non-silence for the first years to arrive. I wasn't in any hurry. I didn't feel well. The first years arrived soon afterwards and were sorted. We had a few new Slytherins. Dumbledore then told us to 'Tuck in', like every year. I watched as the plates filled quickly with the feast food.
"What's a matter 'Lin?" Damon asked me as she loaded her plate.
"I don't feel well," I answered.
"Go to Madam Pomfrey then."
"You and Dean both say the same things!" I sighed.
As soon as the dinner and desert I didn't eat were over, Dumbledore soon made some announcements. Before he got through telling us why the Quiddich Cup was canceled this year ("Great!" Damon said), the doors banged open and a man who looked like an experiment gone wrong came in. Everybody became silent at the prospect of seeing such a person. Dumbledore though, said,
"May I introduce our new defense against the Dark Arts teacher? Professor Moody."
Dumbledore and Hagrid began to applaud for the new staff member, but stopped just as I was about to, because nobody else in the hall was. Dumbledore continued. We found out that the Triwizard tournament was going to be held. Dumbledore soon after explained what it was and some of the rules.
"D-Durmstrang!" Damon stuttered. She looked as bad as I felt.
Poor her... The thought of seeing former classmates must have really been annoying her....
A/N: If you liked then please review. But it seems that I will keep on posting even if no one reviews or anything... But you know that I would LOVE to hear your opinion, flames and all.