Lily, from Shiz
By: Aaliyah-Charity
A/N: Yes! Finally I get to update! Yay! My parents are having their 21st Anniversary! Yeah! Whoo!!!!!!!! This chapter is to them, and to Adriana and Ana, who have had their cat attacked by two vicious dogs. My condolences go out to them. I LOVE YOU KIKI! YOU'RE THE ONLY CAT THAT DOESN'T ATTACK ME!
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns 'Harry Potter'
Chapter 6: Emmylene
"I can't STAND him," Harry said, happy to be out of Potions, but filled with rage, "He's so mean to me because of my parents, and you, Hermione, because you know everything, and Ron, because of your brothers and for being with us. It isn't fair!"
"We'll be last place in House points if he keeps this up," Ron said grimly.
"How did that girl-Audrey-know all that?" Hermione asked, not caring for once that points were taken off.
"Are you mad that someone actually knows more than you?" Ron joked, but stopped when Hermione glared at him.
"Well, Professor Snape didn't have to be so rude to her just because she looks like your mother," Hermione said to Harry, who was deep in thought and still angry.
"Come on," Ron said, trying to move on, "Let's not think of it. Snape is just never going to learn to be civil."
They stopped talking and walked to their next classes silently. Harry didn't like to look at Audrey because she reminded him so much of his mother, but he liked her there for the exact same reason. She was so beautiful, just like his mother, and her being there reminded him of his mother's love for him. The strange thing was, even her eyes looked exactly like his mother's emerald eyes. It almost scared him a little.
Later on that night before dinner in the Great Hall, he gingerly took out the book of pictures Hagrid had given him of his parents during his first year and looked longingly at his mother and father. He went back to their school pictures, and it was an exact replica of Audrey. He took it and went downstairs to meet Ron and Hermione in the Common Room, arguing about Scabbers and Crookshanks like they did frequently as of late.
"Ron, Hermione, look," he said, showing them the photo album.
"What's that?" Hermione asked, not recognizing it.
"Hagrid gave this to me at the end of our first year," he explained, and opened it to show them the bright pictures of his parents.
"Wow. They were right," Ron said, "You really are the spitting image of your father."
"And Audrey looks exactly like your mother. Do you suppose you two might be related somehow?" Hermione asked.
"I don't know. Dumbledore would've known about it, wouldn't he? Then I could've lived with her family instead of the Dursleys. Maybe," Harry said, "This year is so strange."
He closed his book after one last, longing glance at his smiling mother and went off to dinner with his friends.
Audrey ran from the dungeons in absolute tears and didn't care how many people saw her in distress. Luckily, only one or two people saw her running, but when she reached near the Hufflepuff dorms, she ran into someone. Her books and supplies fell out her hands, and she sobbed even more.
"Hey, are you okay?" asked the person whom she indirectly attacked. She looked up and saw a familiar face from Shiz. She couldn't quite place a name on her, but she knew she was a very popular and talented person in the former school. The girl had brown hair with slight blonde highlights and bright brown eyes that accentuated a flawless face. Her hair was curled to a slight definition, and she was dressed in the black robes with the Gryffindor emblem on them.
"I...I'll live," Audrey said quietly, watching the other girl pick up her books and handing them to her.
"It's hard, I know, to be new here at Hogwarts," she said, "I was the first one to get here, and it took a long time to fit in. I still don't quite fit in well yet, but it'll do."
"I remember you from Shiz," Audrey said, wiping a tear away, "You were in the top band."
"And a theater major," she smiled, "I'm Emmylene Chenoweth McPherson."
"I...I'm Audrey Lillian Menzel," she said shyly. She never thought a person from Shiz like her would ever say anything to just a band major.
"I remember you. Well, I never saw you, but I remember Jimmy talked of you," Emmy smiled, "Now tell me, what's wrong?"
"Do you...do you know Professor Snape?" she asked, her eyes now free of moisture.
"Oh yeah," the girl smiled, "He's horrible! Don't let him make you cry. Did he quiz you all day on stupid, complicated potions?"
"Yeah," she said, embarrassed, "Did he do that to the other girl from Shiz?"
"Eden Fae? Probably not. She's a Slytherin, and he loves them, so I doubt it, unless she pissed him off or something," she smiled, "She likes to do that a lot."
"Is she really as bad as people say?" Audrey looked at her.
"Well, it might seem she's mean on purpose, but she's still suffering. She has said some mean things about me and all, but it's only because it's the only way she knows how to cope with the fire. If she says anything to you about that, just...don't take it personally. It'll take some time, but she'll get better," she said, smiling serenely.
Audrey felt better now that she saw another survivor from Shiz being so calm. Emmy had helped her up and after a few words of encouragement, she left her on her own to go to class. She was relieved to find her Hufflepuff peers with her for her next class, Muggle Studies. She was always interested in muggles, and she loved to learn about how they could live without magic. Her favorite aspect of the class was how they played music. They played it exactly like the wizards, only their uniforms and dress didn't have a charm on them, so they would get hot and sweaty. No matter what, however, whether you be wizard or muggle, you had to endure the weight of your instrument, but some wizards got the privilege of not having to if they could conjure up the spell. It rarely happened though.
"You survived!" Hannah said happily as she meet up with the now calm Audrey.
"Yes I did," she said, "That man is a terror!"
"Yeah he is!" Hannah said, "Susan should be here soon. If not, we can vitiate her into tiny pieces and sell them to the Slytherins!"
"That's horrible!" Audrey laughed. She decided not to tell her friends about the incident in Potions. It was too embarrassing, and word might get out anyways. They could find out about it themselves. Maybe then she'd have a chance of not being found out. She desperately wanted to impress her friends to keep them; she didn't want to lose them at all.
Muggle Studies turned out to be very interesting. They didn't learn anything about the fine arts portion, but learned about the use of broom, which shocked half the class who was outraged about how it didn't fly.
"How do they do it?" a Hufflepuff asked, astounded.
"Wow....I never thought I'd say it, but muggles sure are smart if they can live without what we use," said another Hufflepuff. Audrey wondered the same thing. Though she couldn't use magic herself outside of school, she knew what it was like and couldn't imagine life without it.
Already two classes on her first day, and Audrey was busy with five feet worth of homework. At Shiz, teacher would assign them by inches, so it sounded more granular, so Audrey was thankful by the new measurements, even if it didn't change anything.
"Yes! No more classes for the day!" cried Susan happily, "Aren't you glad, Audrey?"
"I would be, but I have one more class left," she smiled, "I've been looking forward to this for a long time."
"What's that?"
"Band."
"Oh," Susan said, and shrugged, "Well, I'll see you later, okay? I'm going to the dorms for a long awaited nap."
"I'm going there too. I must get my instrument!" Audrey said and they walked together. Audrey was glad she had practiced that morning for a little bit. She was strikingly nervous about it, but she knew she had to go through with it. The tears she sobbed earlier made her weary, but she was determined to go through her next class with dignity and honor.
A/N: Thanks for all the reviews, guys! I love them and I cherish every one of them. I am slowly but surely making my chapters longer, so don't you fret! Thank you for your time and I hope you enjoy it! Review!
By: Aaliyah-Charity
A/N: Yes! Finally I get to update! Yay! My parents are having their 21st Anniversary! Yeah! Whoo!!!!!!!! This chapter is to them, and to Adriana and Ana, who have had their cat attacked by two vicious dogs. My condolences go out to them. I LOVE YOU KIKI! YOU'RE THE ONLY CAT THAT DOESN'T ATTACK ME!
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns 'Harry Potter'
Chapter 6: Emmylene
"I can't STAND him," Harry said, happy to be out of Potions, but filled with rage, "He's so mean to me because of my parents, and you, Hermione, because you know everything, and Ron, because of your brothers and for being with us. It isn't fair!"
"We'll be last place in House points if he keeps this up," Ron said grimly.
"How did that girl-Audrey-know all that?" Hermione asked, not caring for once that points were taken off.
"Are you mad that someone actually knows more than you?" Ron joked, but stopped when Hermione glared at him.
"Well, Professor Snape didn't have to be so rude to her just because she looks like your mother," Hermione said to Harry, who was deep in thought and still angry.
"Come on," Ron said, trying to move on, "Let's not think of it. Snape is just never going to learn to be civil."
They stopped talking and walked to their next classes silently. Harry didn't like to look at Audrey because she reminded him so much of his mother, but he liked her there for the exact same reason. She was so beautiful, just like his mother, and her being there reminded him of his mother's love for him. The strange thing was, even her eyes looked exactly like his mother's emerald eyes. It almost scared him a little.
Later on that night before dinner in the Great Hall, he gingerly took out the book of pictures Hagrid had given him of his parents during his first year and looked longingly at his mother and father. He went back to their school pictures, and it was an exact replica of Audrey. He took it and went downstairs to meet Ron and Hermione in the Common Room, arguing about Scabbers and Crookshanks like they did frequently as of late.
"Ron, Hermione, look," he said, showing them the photo album.
"What's that?" Hermione asked, not recognizing it.
"Hagrid gave this to me at the end of our first year," he explained, and opened it to show them the bright pictures of his parents.
"Wow. They were right," Ron said, "You really are the spitting image of your father."
"And Audrey looks exactly like your mother. Do you suppose you two might be related somehow?" Hermione asked.
"I don't know. Dumbledore would've known about it, wouldn't he? Then I could've lived with her family instead of the Dursleys. Maybe," Harry said, "This year is so strange."
He closed his book after one last, longing glance at his smiling mother and went off to dinner with his friends.
Audrey ran from the dungeons in absolute tears and didn't care how many people saw her in distress. Luckily, only one or two people saw her running, but when she reached near the Hufflepuff dorms, she ran into someone. Her books and supplies fell out her hands, and she sobbed even more.
"Hey, are you okay?" asked the person whom she indirectly attacked. She looked up and saw a familiar face from Shiz. She couldn't quite place a name on her, but she knew she was a very popular and talented person in the former school. The girl had brown hair with slight blonde highlights and bright brown eyes that accentuated a flawless face. Her hair was curled to a slight definition, and she was dressed in the black robes with the Gryffindor emblem on them.
"I...I'll live," Audrey said quietly, watching the other girl pick up her books and handing them to her.
"It's hard, I know, to be new here at Hogwarts," she said, "I was the first one to get here, and it took a long time to fit in. I still don't quite fit in well yet, but it'll do."
"I remember you from Shiz," Audrey said, wiping a tear away, "You were in the top band."
"And a theater major," she smiled, "I'm Emmylene Chenoweth McPherson."
"I...I'm Audrey Lillian Menzel," she said shyly. She never thought a person from Shiz like her would ever say anything to just a band major.
"I remember you. Well, I never saw you, but I remember Jimmy talked of you," Emmy smiled, "Now tell me, what's wrong?"
"Do you...do you know Professor Snape?" she asked, her eyes now free of moisture.
"Oh yeah," the girl smiled, "He's horrible! Don't let him make you cry. Did he quiz you all day on stupid, complicated potions?"
"Yeah," she said, embarrassed, "Did he do that to the other girl from Shiz?"
"Eden Fae? Probably not. She's a Slytherin, and he loves them, so I doubt it, unless she pissed him off or something," she smiled, "She likes to do that a lot."
"Is she really as bad as people say?" Audrey looked at her.
"Well, it might seem she's mean on purpose, but she's still suffering. She has said some mean things about me and all, but it's only because it's the only way she knows how to cope with the fire. If she says anything to you about that, just...don't take it personally. It'll take some time, but she'll get better," she said, smiling serenely.
Audrey felt better now that she saw another survivor from Shiz being so calm. Emmy had helped her up and after a few words of encouragement, she left her on her own to go to class. She was relieved to find her Hufflepuff peers with her for her next class, Muggle Studies. She was always interested in muggles, and she loved to learn about how they could live without magic. Her favorite aspect of the class was how they played music. They played it exactly like the wizards, only their uniforms and dress didn't have a charm on them, so they would get hot and sweaty. No matter what, however, whether you be wizard or muggle, you had to endure the weight of your instrument, but some wizards got the privilege of not having to if they could conjure up the spell. It rarely happened though.
"You survived!" Hannah said happily as she meet up with the now calm Audrey.
"Yes I did," she said, "That man is a terror!"
"Yeah he is!" Hannah said, "Susan should be here soon. If not, we can vitiate her into tiny pieces and sell them to the Slytherins!"
"That's horrible!" Audrey laughed. She decided not to tell her friends about the incident in Potions. It was too embarrassing, and word might get out anyways. They could find out about it themselves. Maybe then she'd have a chance of not being found out. She desperately wanted to impress her friends to keep them; she didn't want to lose them at all.
Muggle Studies turned out to be very interesting. They didn't learn anything about the fine arts portion, but learned about the use of broom, which shocked half the class who was outraged about how it didn't fly.
"How do they do it?" a Hufflepuff asked, astounded.
"Wow....I never thought I'd say it, but muggles sure are smart if they can live without what we use," said another Hufflepuff. Audrey wondered the same thing. Though she couldn't use magic herself outside of school, she knew what it was like and couldn't imagine life without it.
Already two classes on her first day, and Audrey was busy with five feet worth of homework. At Shiz, teacher would assign them by inches, so it sounded more granular, so Audrey was thankful by the new measurements, even if it didn't change anything.
"Yes! No more classes for the day!" cried Susan happily, "Aren't you glad, Audrey?"
"I would be, but I have one more class left," she smiled, "I've been looking forward to this for a long time."
"What's that?"
"Band."
"Oh," Susan said, and shrugged, "Well, I'll see you later, okay? I'm going to the dorms for a long awaited nap."
"I'm going there too. I must get my instrument!" Audrey said and they walked together. Audrey was glad she had practiced that morning for a little bit. She was strikingly nervous about it, but she knew she had to go through with it. The tears she sobbed earlier made her weary, but she was determined to go through her next class with dignity and honor.
A/N: Thanks for all the reviews, guys! I love them and I cherish every one of them. I am slowly but surely making my chapters longer, so don't you fret! Thank you for your time and I hope you enjoy it! Review!