Title: If Sirius Black had a daughter.
Chapter: 4 (Ron Weasley (See!!! he doesnt get EVERYTHING passed down, he's
the first to have a chapter named after him, he should be proud!))
Written on: 8th June 2003 (my half b*day!!! WOOOOO!!! (soz... hyper)
Disclaimers: J.K.Rowling owns half of it, if not all.
(A/N: soz i aint writ nowt in ages, i had a REALLY bad case of writers block, i was only writing on paper :o( it was horrible, i could only ever write a few lines on the compy but im over it :oD ill write loads and loads and loads... for everyone ESPECIALLY my reviewers... if i have any... if so make urselves known... u pplz rool!!!)
'Are you in Hogwarts?' Tamzin asked Ron curiously.
'I'm starting this year.' He answered.
'Me too.' She said. So she was right about him! 'This maybe a stupid question but, how long have you known you was a wizard for?'
'All my life, my family's pureblood.' He said proudly. 'What about you?' He asked.
'I only found out this morning, and i'm pureblood.' She only knew that she was pureblood and what it meant when she was talking to Hagrid on the train.
'Who are your parents? I might know them.' He asked her. 'My dad works in the ministry, he's in the misuse of muggle artifacts department. So I might know them.'
'Well my mother died when I was a baby and my father's in prison.' She said quietly.
'Nice to know that you're not proud of your father, I doubt you'll be in slytherin when you get to Hogwarts.' He said knowingly, but he noticed her puzzled look and said ' Slytherin is one of the four houses in Hogwarts, the other three are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw. Slytherins are known for being sly and their house has produced the most death eaters ever, you-know-who's followers,' he added noticing her puzzled look.'Rumours say that you-know-who was in slytherin himself. Gryffindors are known for bravery and courage. Hufflepuffs are known for loyalty, honesty and patience. Lastly Ravenclaws are known for wisdom, wit and determination.' He explained. 'My brother Percy told me that much but none of my brothers would tell me how you actually get sorted. Which house do you want to be in?'
'Gryffindor sounds best, Slytherins are probably just a bunch of bullies.' She answered. 'What about you?'
'Gryffindor definately!' He grinned. 'That's the best, all of my brothers were and are in Gryffindor.'
'How many hav you got?' She asked curiously.
'I'm the youngest out of six boys and I have a younger sister called Ginny.' He said.
'Are all your brothers in Hogwarts?' Tamzin wondered aloud.
'No, only three of them are, Percy, Fred and George. Fred and George are twins. My other two brothers have left school. Charlie is in Romania studying dragons and Bill is in Egypt working for Gringotts bank.' He explained. 'Have you got any brothers or sisters?'
'Nope, i'm an only child. Or atleast as far as I know.' She said the last bit quietly.
Madam Malkin patted Ron's shoulder. 'Done am I?' He asked.
'Yes dear, your mother payed me earlier so off you go!' She replied politely.
'Bye Tamzin! See you on the train OK?' Ron smiled and waved goodbye.
'Yeah OK, bye then!' She grinned and he smiled back. He walked out of the door as Hagrid came in.
'Done yet?' He asked the other worker impatiently.
'Don't be so impatient Rubeus, this takes time.' She gestured to the cloth and pins that was attatched to Tamzin. 'Besides there's just one here, here, here and a few over there and we're done.'
Within ten minutes they were going down Diagon Alley towards Flourish and Blotts. 'Next we'll get your books. Hagrid said walking into a shop with a sign that read 'Flourish and Blotts - high quality wizarding book store'. There were shelves and shelves of big books, thin books, small books, thick books, leather covered, hard back, paper back, jewel encrusted books and books of every colour. Some books even flashed different colours.
A tall, thin man walked over to them. 'Hello, how may I help you?' He said politely. 'Ahh... Hogwarts?' Tamzin nodded. 'May I see your set books list please?' He asked. Tamzin passed him the list. He bustled off and was back within ten minutes with his arms full of books. Tamzin payed for her books and they were walking down Diagon Alley again.
'Now then, what else do you need?' Hagrid asked.
'Erm... A cauldron, parchment and quills (how do you write with them?), a wand, protective gloves, a set of glass or crystal phials, a telescope and a set of brass scales.' As she realised how much stuff she would need she wondered how she would get all of it to Hogwarts.
'Let's get your cauldron first.' Hagrid led the way. 'Pewter is it?' He asked on his way into the shop. 'You'll be wanting scales and a telescope from here too.'
They bought all this and were weighed down with all the shopping bags. Every time Hagrid saw Tamzin struggling he'd take a bag off her. 'Let's goget your basic potions ingredients, doesn't say on the list but the teacher will shout at you if you haven't got them. We can get your phials from there too, and next door from there we can get your gloves.' He took another bag from her. 'Then two doors along, you can get your parchment, ink and quills and then all that's left is your wand.'
They were walking down the street when they passed Eeylop's Owl Emporium. Tamzin stared in awe at the owls. 'They're so roolable!'
'I know! It's your birthday isn't it?' He asked smiling.
'Yeah, almost forgot about that.' Within two minutes Hagrid was in and out again, he passed her a large cage with a brown and black flecked owl inside. 'Hagrid! You shouldn't have!' She looked at the owl smiling. 'He's so roolable! I tell you what, you can name him, it's the least I can do!'
'Roolable? Funny word! Did you invent that?' [A/N: NO I DID!!! hee hee!] She nodded shyly. 'Erm... I'm not that good with names.'
'I know! Choose a word, something you like and i'll translate it to welsh and that can be his name!' She said excitedly.
'Excellent idea! What's ice cream in welsh?' He asked.
'Hufen îa.' She said. 'Maybe not welsh, what about french?'
'What's french for owl?' He asked thoughtfully.
'Chouette.' Tamzin answered.
'Are you good at French and Welsh then?' Hagrid asked.
'Not that much.' She went red.
'Well Chouette's not a very good name for a bloke owl.' He smiled thoughtfully through his big, black beard. 'I'll get back to you on that one.'
(A/N: Right then let's have a widdle competition... I'll give you lot a week to come up with a good name for a 'bloke owl', It can be any language you fancy, nowt stupid... and if it's foreign then i will check what it means (i feel strict and vicious now :o( naughty me)... and wait for it... there's a prize!!! The best one (judged by me *smiles and waves*) will get to read the next chapter first! you can answer in a review or e mail me on WelshXXLaydee@aol.com. Leave your e mail and i'll e mail the winner the next chapter... runners up can have the first word :oD im so good... and if u dont fancy that then do me a fav & review anyways. tell EVERYONE you know who reads HP fan fiction that I exist cause ive lost all my old reviewers and if you want to know when i update next then leave ur email in a review and ill be a happy chappy and tell you!!! I'm hyper... slightly.)
(A/N: soz i aint writ nowt in ages, i had a REALLY bad case of writers block, i was only writing on paper :o( it was horrible, i could only ever write a few lines on the compy but im over it :oD ill write loads and loads and loads... for everyone ESPECIALLY my reviewers... if i have any... if so make urselves known... u pplz rool!!!)
'Are you in Hogwarts?' Tamzin asked Ron curiously.
'I'm starting this year.' He answered.
'Me too.' She said. So she was right about him! 'This maybe a stupid question but, how long have you known you was a wizard for?'
'All my life, my family's pureblood.' He said proudly. 'What about you?' He asked.
'I only found out this morning, and i'm pureblood.' She only knew that she was pureblood and what it meant when she was talking to Hagrid on the train.
'Who are your parents? I might know them.' He asked her. 'My dad works in the ministry, he's in the misuse of muggle artifacts department. So I might know them.'
'Well my mother died when I was a baby and my father's in prison.' She said quietly.
'Nice to know that you're not proud of your father, I doubt you'll be in slytherin when you get to Hogwarts.' He said knowingly, but he noticed her puzzled look and said ' Slytherin is one of the four houses in Hogwarts, the other three are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw. Slytherins are known for being sly and their house has produced the most death eaters ever, you-know-who's followers,' he added noticing her puzzled look.'Rumours say that you-know-who was in slytherin himself. Gryffindors are known for bravery and courage. Hufflepuffs are known for loyalty, honesty and patience. Lastly Ravenclaws are known for wisdom, wit and determination.' He explained. 'My brother Percy told me that much but none of my brothers would tell me how you actually get sorted. Which house do you want to be in?'
'Gryffindor sounds best, Slytherins are probably just a bunch of bullies.' She answered. 'What about you?'
'Gryffindor definately!' He grinned. 'That's the best, all of my brothers were and are in Gryffindor.'
'How many hav you got?' She asked curiously.
'I'm the youngest out of six boys and I have a younger sister called Ginny.' He said.
'Are all your brothers in Hogwarts?' Tamzin wondered aloud.
'No, only three of them are, Percy, Fred and George. Fred and George are twins. My other two brothers have left school. Charlie is in Romania studying dragons and Bill is in Egypt working for Gringotts bank.' He explained. 'Have you got any brothers or sisters?'
'Nope, i'm an only child. Or atleast as far as I know.' She said the last bit quietly.
Madam Malkin patted Ron's shoulder. 'Done am I?' He asked.
'Yes dear, your mother payed me earlier so off you go!' She replied politely.
'Bye Tamzin! See you on the train OK?' Ron smiled and waved goodbye.
'Yeah OK, bye then!' She grinned and he smiled back. He walked out of the door as Hagrid came in.
'Done yet?' He asked the other worker impatiently.
'Don't be so impatient Rubeus, this takes time.' She gestured to the cloth and pins that was attatched to Tamzin. 'Besides there's just one here, here, here and a few over there and we're done.'
Within ten minutes they were going down Diagon Alley towards Flourish and Blotts. 'Next we'll get your books. Hagrid said walking into a shop with a sign that read 'Flourish and Blotts - high quality wizarding book store'. There were shelves and shelves of big books, thin books, small books, thick books, leather covered, hard back, paper back, jewel encrusted books and books of every colour. Some books even flashed different colours.
A tall, thin man walked over to them. 'Hello, how may I help you?' He said politely. 'Ahh... Hogwarts?' Tamzin nodded. 'May I see your set books list please?' He asked. Tamzin passed him the list. He bustled off and was back within ten minutes with his arms full of books. Tamzin payed for her books and they were walking down Diagon Alley again.
'Now then, what else do you need?' Hagrid asked.
'Erm... A cauldron, parchment and quills (how do you write with them?), a wand, protective gloves, a set of glass or crystal phials, a telescope and a set of brass scales.' As she realised how much stuff she would need she wondered how she would get all of it to Hogwarts.
'Let's get your cauldron first.' Hagrid led the way. 'Pewter is it?' He asked on his way into the shop. 'You'll be wanting scales and a telescope from here too.'
They bought all this and were weighed down with all the shopping bags. Every time Hagrid saw Tamzin struggling he'd take a bag off her. 'Let's goget your basic potions ingredients, doesn't say on the list but the teacher will shout at you if you haven't got them. We can get your phials from there too, and next door from there we can get your gloves.' He took another bag from her. 'Then two doors along, you can get your parchment, ink and quills and then all that's left is your wand.'
They were walking down the street when they passed Eeylop's Owl Emporium. Tamzin stared in awe at the owls. 'They're so roolable!'
'I know! It's your birthday isn't it?' He asked smiling.
'Yeah, almost forgot about that.' Within two minutes Hagrid was in and out again, he passed her a large cage with a brown and black flecked owl inside. 'Hagrid! You shouldn't have!' She looked at the owl smiling. 'He's so roolable! I tell you what, you can name him, it's the least I can do!'
'Roolable? Funny word! Did you invent that?' [A/N: NO I DID!!! hee hee!] She nodded shyly. 'Erm... I'm not that good with names.'
'I know! Choose a word, something you like and i'll translate it to welsh and that can be his name!' She said excitedly.
'Excellent idea! What's ice cream in welsh?' He asked.
'Hufen îa.' She said. 'Maybe not welsh, what about french?'
'What's french for owl?' He asked thoughtfully.
'Chouette.' Tamzin answered.
'Are you good at French and Welsh then?' Hagrid asked.
'Not that much.' She went red.
'Well Chouette's not a very good name for a bloke owl.' He smiled thoughtfully through his big, black beard. 'I'll get back to you on that one.'
(A/N: Right then let's have a widdle competition... I'll give you lot a week to come up with a good name for a 'bloke owl', It can be any language you fancy, nowt stupid... and if it's foreign then i will check what it means (i feel strict and vicious now :o( naughty me)... and wait for it... there's a prize!!! The best one (judged by me *smiles and waves*) will get to read the next chapter first! you can answer in a review or e mail me on WelshXXLaydee@aol.com. Leave your e mail and i'll e mail the winner the next chapter... runners up can have the first word :oD im so good... and if u dont fancy that then do me a fav & review anyways. tell EVERYONE you know who reads HP fan fiction that I exist cause ive lost all my old reviewers and if you want to know when i update next then leave ur email in a review and ill be a happy chappy and tell you!!! I'm hyper... slightly.)