Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling wrote Harry Potter, not me, though it would be nice if I had, since I'd be rich, but either way, I own nothing already written or claimed by other people, and if they don't claim it, well finders keepers.
Summary: This story is supposed to be set a few years after the HP story. It won't contain very many of the official characters, except for the professors, of course. The rest will be made up by me. This is rated R because I'm too lazy to make sure it stays pg or pg-13.
The Tale of a Young Wizard
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Steven boarded the train alone, and made for the first empty room he could find. He put away his bags and pulled out a book he had bought along with his school books entitled "Wizard War History". He thumbed through a few chapters and read how the famous auror Harry Potter had killed Voldemort when he was only a 7th year at Hogwarts. He didn't know who either of these people were but he was sure he'd find out later on. He read on a little more and read about how a dark wizard named Draco Malfoy turned sides and betrayed Voldemort and his own father.
The door to his room slid open abruptly and three students about the same age as Steven entered his room. They didn't notice he was there at first, he was burried in his book, but when they acknowledged him and started to introduce themselves, he simply cocked an eyebrow at them and went back to reading.
The ride was primarilly uneventful until 5 students wearing green and silver entered the room.
"So there you three little mudbloods are..." the smallest one hissed.
The three kids cowered and one of them spoke up "We're sorry M-M-Mike...we d-don't want to p-p-p-play.."
"What's that!? Who said you could address me by my first name? Or that you had the right to refuse to play with me? Now hold still..."
Tarantallegra!
Before the three kids could react, the one who spoke up began to dance wildly.
"H-H-Help!!!" he began to cry. "I can't stop!"
The gang of five kids bursted into laughter as the three kids ran out of the room, one of them dancing a jig as he left. Steven too couldn't help but laugh at the kid, though he felt a bit guilty for not standing up to them, but it WAS funny after all..
"So who are you? I don't think I've ever seen you around here before." The shortest of the gang said.
"My name is Steven Indoval, and you are?"
"Gregory von Stein" he declared proudly, offering his hand to Steven.
Steven shook his hand firmly, and the four other students took seats in the room.
"We are all going into Slytherin when we get to Hogwarts, its a family tradition for all of us, what about you?"
"I don't know, I don't have a family.."
"Ah, well, maybe you'll get lucky and end up with us in Slytherin, the other houses are just jokes. Gryffindors are all about bravery but they've got no wits, Ravenclaws think they're the smartest in the school but they've got no sense, and don't even get me started on those cowardly Hufflepuffs...the Slytherins run the school, they're the best by far, if you want power and respect, you should hope you get in there."
"I'd like to have respect..."
"Well, good luck, now I'm going to get some sleep, I'll talk to you when we get there." Greg leaned his head against the window, and promptly fell into a slumber. Steven leaned his head against the other side of the window and started to drift into a peaceful slumber...
He soared high up into the sky...down below him he could see Hogwarts. He dived down through the air towards the giant castle, and flew around the grounds of the school. Eventually he came across someone who looked like himself, except maybe a year or two older. He was wearing a Hogwarts robe, and he was walking with a girl a little bit shorter then he was. He couldn't make out much about her but he could see she had long, light-brown hair, and that she was very pretty. He stopped in the air and watched the two for a little bit until they sat down together under a tree, then he flew away, off in the distance he saw a train arriving on the other side of a lake, and then he started to hear his name being called...and then suddenly..
"Come on man, the train is stopping! We're here!" Gregory shouted at him.
They exited the train and Steven stuck with the 5 other Slytherins he was with, his jaw dropped when he saw the horseless carriages. He turned to look at Greg, who simply said to him "It's magic, duh." The six of them selected a carriage and rode off to Hogwarts to begin the feast and the sorting.
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Notes: Well, this one wasn't too bad...I guess. Eh, review. I should also say that italic stuff is usually important, or thoughts, but usually, it's important.
Summary: This story is supposed to be set a few years after the HP story. It won't contain very many of the official characters, except for the professors, of course. The rest will be made up by me. This is rated R because I'm too lazy to make sure it stays pg or pg-13.
The Tale of a Young Wizard
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Steven boarded the train alone, and made for the first empty room he could find. He put away his bags and pulled out a book he had bought along with his school books entitled "Wizard War History". He thumbed through a few chapters and read how the famous auror Harry Potter had killed Voldemort when he was only a 7th year at Hogwarts. He didn't know who either of these people were but he was sure he'd find out later on. He read on a little more and read about how a dark wizard named Draco Malfoy turned sides and betrayed Voldemort and his own father.
The door to his room slid open abruptly and three students about the same age as Steven entered his room. They didn't notice he was there at first, he was burried in his book, but when they acknowledged him and started to introduce themselves, he simply cocked an eyebrow at them and went back to reading.
The ride was primarilly uneventful until 5 students wearing green and silver entered the room.
"So there you three little mudbloods are..." the smallest one hissed.
The three kids cowered and one of them spoke up "We're sorry M-M-Mike...we d-don't want to p-p-p-play.."
"What's that!? Who said you could address me by my first name? Or that you had the right to refuse to play with me? Now hold still..."
Tarantallegra!
Before the three kids could react, the one who spoke up began to dance wildly.
"H-H-Help!!!" he began to cry. "I can't stop!"
The gang of five kids bursted into laughter as the three kids ran out of the room, one of them dancing a jig as he left. Steven too couldn't help but laugh at the kid, though he felt a bit guilty for not standing up to them, but it WAS funny after all..
"So who are you? I don't think I've ever seen you around here before." The shortest of the gang said.
"My name is Steven Indoval, and you are?"
"Gregory von Stein" he declared proudly, offering his hand to Steven.
Steven shook his hand firmly, and the four other students took seats in the room.
"We are all going into Slytherin when we get to Hogwarts, its a family tradition for all of us, what about you?"
"I don't know, I don't have a family.."
"Ah, well, maybe you'll get lucky and end up with us in Slytherin, the other houses are just jokes. Gryffindors are all about bravery but they've got no wits, Ravenclaws think they're the smartest in the school but they've got no sense, and don't even get me started on those cowardly Hufflepuffs...the Slytherins run the school, they're the best by far, if you want power and respect, you should hope you get in there."
"I'd like to have respect..."
"Well, good luck, now I'm going to get some sleep, I'll talk to you when we get there." Greg leaned his head against the window, and promptly fell into a slumber. Steven leaned his head against the other side of the window and started to drift into a peaceful slumber...
He soared high up into the sky...down below him he could see Hogwarts. He dived down through the air towards the giant castle, and flew around the grounds of the school. Eventually he came across someone who looked like himself, except maybe a year or two older. He was wearing a Hogwarts robe, and he was walking with a girl a little bit shorter then he was. He couldn't make out much about her but he could see she had long, light-brown hair, and that she was very pretty. He stopped in the air and watched the two for a little bit until they sat down together under a tree, then he flew away, off in the distance he saw a train arriving on the other side of a lake, and then he started to hear his name being called...and then suddenly..
"Come on man, the train is stopping! We're here!" Gregory shouted at him.
They exited the train and Steven stuck with the 5 other Slytherins he was with, his jaw dropped when he saw the horseless carriages. He turned to look at Greg, who simply said to him "It's magic, duh." The six of them selected a carriage and rode off to Hogwarts to begin the feast and the sorting.
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Notes: Well, this one wasn't too bad...I guess. Eh, review. I should also say that italic stuff is usually important, or thoughts, but usually, it's important.