A/N : I wished I owned Draco and the whole wizarding world, but I don't because J.K. Rowling does:( This Story is written by a viewpoint of a Ravenclaw 7th year.
Hogwarts at Last
The Hogwarts Express pulled smoothly up to the awaiting platform. In the background one could see the horseless carriages shifting restlessly. They creaked, and protested, for they had been snug and warm in their storage shed under the depths of the castle.
The train's doors open with random levels of loundess but was nothing compared to the growing noise as Hogwart's students pour from the scarlet train. Many of them chatted excitely, from others you could hear shouts of greetings and joy.
Cats and owls of all colours, shapes, and sizes, hissed, meowed, screeched, and croaked. Wait, there's something wrong with that, cats and owls don't croak. Ah that's right Neville lost his toad again and it happens to be annoying me as I sit here, so I'll go take Trevor, I think that's what it's name is, back to him.
As I was saying, for many students, myself included, this was a happy occasion, being back at Hogwarts I mean, but as always there are a few who aren't. I looked around me watching for my best friends and other various school mates, I didn't notice my enemy rival step off the train with his two enormously huge shadows following stupidly behind. I only noticed when darkness over the sunshine I'm sitting here writting in. I looked up only to find Gregory Goyle towering above me. Peeking behind him was his amazingly stupid, partner-in-crime. I said nothing and studied him. Goyle had changed over the passed summer. He had grown taller and more musclar, so it was obvious he had been working out and his arm were the size of small trees trunks. Crabbe had only grown in width and looked more disgustingly dirty and gross than any of the years before combined. His fat rolls seemed to have doubled and they showed because it seemed Madame Malcalm ran out fabric trying to fit his robe. HaHa. Poor is my attemp at humor.
" The Head Boy wants to see you," he said in a husky voice, " mudblood" he added as a afterthought.Clearly his brain remains the same size or it shrunk. But I don't see how that's possible cosidering his brain was the smallest size it could already or at least I think it is.Heehee.
Wait, did he say Head Boy ? Oh please don't tell me my arch enemy is the guy I have to work with the whole year. Suddenly my world of sunshine, rainbows and happy thoughts cowarded from the fear and darkness that clouds the sky. I sighed and looked around only to find the source of my fear leaning against a beam of the overhang. He too, had grown taller and more musclar , with blonde-silvery hair that framed his face, which was a improvement from the gelled hair and dreadlocks that made his hair look greasy and unwash for the longest time. His stormy grey eyes showed disgust as he watched the muggle borns laughing and mixing with the pure bloods.
" Just to clue you in, Goyle, I am a pure blood and it is obvious that your brain hasn't grown and will always remain that size." I replied with a sneer. Crabbe cracked his knunkles and Goyle's hands were clenched in fist form.I laughed histerically and I'm sure I scared the living daylights of of them when this went on for about 5 minutes.But that didn't stop Goyle from hitting me over the head and knocking me out. I'm sure I was a very interesting sight. A 7th year Ravenclaw sprawled on the ground.I'm also glad that I wasn't wake for the next couple hours because when I woke up I was in the hospital wing and my whole body ached.
I was told later that I had been dragged or carried depending on who you talk to, and not to nicely I might add, to a carriage by none other than my most hated person in the whole world, the Sytherin Prince. Than taken up to the hosiptal wing by Professor Flitwick.
I awoke to a blurry form of McGonall standing over me.My eye sight cleared as Madame Pomfrey handed me a steaming glass of horrifying slime coloured liqiud and told me to drink all of it.Drink it??? It's just hard look at it. I felt my stomach doing back flips just looking at it.
" Is it possible to just let me leave without taking it?" I asked pleadingly. She told me no and if I didn't drink she would force it down my throat and it would help with my pain. Man,why has the school become so threatening and violent? Maybe it did then because I was tired and had a great throbbing pain in my head,causing my brain to compute things wrong and even my blanket looked evil . I then realized if I drank the foul coloured potion I could leave this evil looking room.
" Once you are quite finished Miss Stevens, I will escort you to your new dormitories," the Professor said in a Don't- Mess-With-Me tone. New dormitories? What the HELL is she talking about? Maybe Goyle hit me harder than I thought. With that in mind I remember the conversation we had at the platform and it hit me. I'm the Head Girl!!!
"I'M THE HEAD GIRL!!!!" I yelled excitely and to congratulate myself drank the only thing in my hand , the potion. After drinking it, the good thing was my pain was relieved but the bad news was a wave, I mean a tidal wave, of nuesea swept over me, causing my stomach to turn and hurling all over the teachers is definitely not a good way of starting school, especially your last year of school.
A/N: I'm sorry the chapter's short but it my first time writing and it's very early in the morning because hearing ghost strories and being full of sugar isn't a good thing. please R&R
Remains Now and Forever
Get It And Imagine
Hogwarts at Last
The Hogwarts Express pulled smoothly up to the awaiting platform. In the background one could see the horseless carriages shifting restlessly. They creaked, and protested, for they had been snug and warm in their storage shed under the depths of the castle.
The train's doors open with random levels of loundess but was nothing compared to the growing noise as Hogwart's students pour from the scarlet train. Many of them chatted excitely, from others you could hear shouts of greetings and joy.
Cats and owls of all colours, shapes, and sizes, hissed, meowed, screeched, and croaked. Wait, there's something wrong with that, cats and owls don't croak. Ah that's right Neville lost his toad again and it happens to be annoying me as I sit here, so I'll go take Trevor, I think that's what it's name is, back to him.
As I was saying, for many students, myself included, this was a happy occasion, being back at Hogwarts I mean, but as always there are a few who aren't. I looked around me watching for my best friends and other various school mates, I didn't notice my enemy rival step off the train with his two enormously huge shadows following stupidly behind. I only noticed when darkness over the sunshine I'm sitting here writting in. I looked up only to find Gregory Goyle towering above me. Peeking behind him was his amazingly stupid, partner-in-crime. I said nothing and studied him. Goyle had changed over the passed summer. He had grown taller and more musclar, so it was obvious he had been working out and his arm were the size of small trees trunks. Crabbe had only grown in width and looked more disgustingly dirty and gross than any of the years before combined. His fat rolls seemed to have doubled and they showed because it seemed Madame Malcalm ran out fabric trying to fit his robe. HaHa. Poor is my attemp at humor.
" The Head Boy wants to see you," he said in a husky voice, " mudblood" he added as a afterthought.Clearly his brain remains the same size or it shrunk. But I don't see how that's possible cosidering his brain was the smallest size it could already or at least I think it is.Heehee.
Wait, did he say Head Boy ? Oh please don't tell me my arch enemy is the guy I have to work with the whole year. Suddenly my world of sunshine, rainbows and happy thoughts cowarded from the fear and darkness that clouds the sky. I sighed and looked around only to find the source of my fear leaning against a beam of the overhang. He too, had grown taller and more musclar , with blonde-silvery hair that framed his face, which was a improvement from the gelled hair and dreadlocks that made his hair look greasy and unwash for the longest time. His stormy grey eyes showed disgust as he watched the muggle borns laughing and mixing with the pure bloods.
" Just to clue you in, Goyle, I am a pure blood and it is obvious that your brain hasn't grown and will always remain that size." I replied with a sneer. Crabbe cracked his knunkles and Goyle's hands were clenched in fist form.I laughed histerically and I'm sure I scared the living daylights of of them when this went on for about 5 minutes.But that didn't stop Goyle from hitting me over the head and knocking me out. I'm sure I was a very interesting sight. A 7th year Ravenclaw sprawled on the ground.I'm also glad that I wasn't wake for the next couple hours because when I woke up I was in the hospital wing and my whole body ached.
I was told later that I had been dragged or carried depending on who you talk to, and not to nicely I might add, to a carriage by none other than my most hated person in the whole world, the Sytherin Prince. Than taken up to the hosiptal wing by Professor Flitwick.
I awoke to a blurry form of McGonall standing over me.My eye sight cleared as Madame Pomfrey handed me a steaming glass of horrifying slime coloured liqiud and told me to drink all of it.Drink it??? It's just hard look at it. I felt my stomach doing back flips just looking at it.
" Is it possible to just let me leave without taking it?" I asked pleadingly. She told me no and if I didn't drink she would force it down my throat and it would help with my pain. Man,why has the school become so threatening and violent? Maybe it did then because I was tired and had a great throbbing pain in my head,causing my brain to compute things wrong and even my blanket looked evil . I then realized if I drank the foul coloured potion I could leave this evil looking room.
" Once you are quite finished Miss Stevens, I will escort you to your new dormitories," the Professor said in a Don't- Mess-With-Me tone. New dormitories? What the HELL is she talking about? Maybe Goyle hit me harder than I thought. With that in mind I remember the conversation we had at the platform and it hit me. I'm the Head Girl!!!
"I'M THE HEAD GIRL!!!!" I yelled excitely and to congratulate myself drank the only thing in my hand , the potion. After drinking it, the good thing was my pain was relieved but the bad news was a wave, I mean a tidal wave, of nuesea swept over me, causing my stomach to turn and hurling all over the teachers is definitely not a good way of starting school, especially your last year of school.
A/N: I'm sorry the chapter's short but it my first time writing and it's very early in the morning because hearing ghost strories and being full of sugar isn't a good thing. please R&R
Remains Now and Forever
Get It And Imagine