Clare: I understand that it doesn't seem all that creative, but you need to think about it.. Gryffindor, Slytherin, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff seem more exotic because the characters aren't talked about all that much in the books. If Dumbledoor weren't such a central character in the books, his name would seem just as exotic, instead of boring old Dumbledoor. As to the suggestions, the Order of the Phoenix may be run by the Headmaster, but it's an out-of-Hogwarts group, and wouldn't really be appropriate as a house name. Those two being sorted into Dumbledoor didn't have to do with them being from Atlantis. It was because they were impossible to place anywhere else because they had all the characteristics of the four houses. As for the others, they were students, or they had nothing to do with Hogwarts itself.
IRM Karmada: I wish I could write a Sorting Hat Song, but I was bashing my head against the wall just to pull that prophecy out of my arse. Besides, while the song was being sung, there wasn't actually a Dumbledore house yet. The Hat didn't know that year would be any different than any other, so there was no real reason for it to mention it. You got me confused with the house stuff for a moment. I thought you were making a Star Trek reference, which is where the name Kahless is from.
Ok, about the delay.. Do any of you sometimes mean to type something while you're thinking about something else and it comes out in complete and utter horse crap? Well, I just got a new DVD this week (The Osbournes Season One) and I don't suggest trying to write a story while listening to Ozzy.. It gets confusing to say the least. Then there was the problem with sleeping. First, my cat decided to jump onto the top bunk of my bed and then fall down onto me, before attacking my hands, feet and head. The next day, the cat was in the roof, scratching at the ceiling and making a hell of a noise. Next day, back to the cat attacks. The list goes on. I haven't got much sleep all week.
Anyway, the short version: Lotta mistakes and tiredness, and I had to rewrite the chapter.
On with the show!
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The Potions Master was just heading to his office to get set up on the next day's classes before he went to bed, only to hear someone shouting. Turning around from the way to his classroom, he started of quickly towards the sounds of the shouting. Arriving just in time, he saw Draco and his new "gang," or more correctly, the Slytherin Quidditch Team running at Potter.. No, not Potter.. Ferux he told himself. He started calling out "Malfoy!" when the twins raised their hands up to their necks and a brilliant gold flash filled the corridor, blinding him for a moment.
When he could see again, he saw the twins clutching something in their fists and a shield of translucent gold around them. The next thing he say was his house's Quidditch Team flying right at him. He didn't have enough time to get out of the way, and the last thing he heard was a thud as Malfoy collided with him and then the seven thuds as the eight of them hit the wall.
*****
When the morning came, word was all over the school that the Potions Master and the Slytherin's Quidditch Team were all in the hospital wing, healing various afflictions. Professor Snape lay on a bed, recovering from a concussion and a broken collar bone when Professor Dumbledore entered, a look of worry on his face.
"Severus, I'm glad you're awake. I thought you might want to talk to Ferux and Celeres with me about what happened? I can have Mr. Longbottom cover your morning classes."
"Yes, I would like to know what is going on. Mr. Malfoy tells me he and the rest of the team were just walking to the Common Room when those two attacked the group. If I hadn't seen Draco racing at the two, I might have believed him. I really hoped that the death of his father would have changed something in him."
"Very well. Meet me at my office when classes start. Password is Paddle Pop," he saw the confused look on Snape's face and explained, "People seem to have become away of my candy naming policy. I've switched to Ice Creams.." and walked out.
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"We are very sorry that you were harmed, Professor, but we were just defending ourselves from harm. Normally, that kind of thing doesn't happen, but the level of their hatred, the amount of harm they wanted to cause us... The shield had to dispel them at that speed, that's how it works," Ferux explained to Snape and Dumbledore.
"How did you create the shield? I've never seen anyone like that before," Snape inquired, not saying so, but apparently accepting the apology.
The twins pulled out a figure from under their clothes, one being a black dog, and one being a panther with wings, Celeres taking over from Ferux by explaining, "Our parents gave them to us. They told us that the animals are looking after us, and there is a charm on them that we can activate, which will make a shield around us."
"Very interesting. Well, I think Mister Malfoy and his friends deserve a months detention and suspension from the Quidditch Team," Dumbledore said with a sigh.
"Sir, please don't do that. There was no real harm done.. I mean.. There was harm done to Professor Snape, but that wasn't really their fault. Don't suspend them from the Quidditch Team, please. It would take a lot of fun out of the games," Ferux asked
Dumbledore glanced at Snape, who was completely shocked. As the Headmaster coughed softly to get Snape's attention, Dumbledore asked a silent question and the Potions Master nodded. "Very well, a month of detentions on top of the previous week's he received. Now, onto other matters," Professor Snape excused himself, knowing that they were going to talk about the new house, and he wanted to get back to prepare for his next class.
"As I was saying... I don't think you should be staying with the Slytherins anymore. Luckily, we have found a place for you to stay, until we can get a more permanent common room and dorm. Of course, it's up to you, but I thought that maybe your common room could be a place for all houses to go to socialise," glancing questioningly towards the twins, who nodded their agreement. "Excellent! Your bedrooms would be protected by passwords, so that you wouldn't get any unexpected visitors."
"Right.. Well, there is fifteen minutes until your next class, so I will show you to your temporary housing. You'll need your books, parchment and quills, after all. Follow me," her asked and led them out of his office, and towards the Great Hall. Just about one hundred metres from the doors to the Great Hall was a painting containing a figure with an eye-patch and a parrot on his shoulder (AN: Aah, stereotypical Pirates.. gotta love em).
"Avast, ye landlubbers! Say the Pass lest I swab the deck with yer heads. Arr.." said the painting as he glared down at the Headmaster and two students.
"Pickle Ice Cream..." Dumbledore said, causing Ferux and Celeres to look at him strangely.
"Arr.. Your tastebuds should mutiny, Cap'n," stated the painting as it swung open and let the three into a room with two four posted beds, desks and their trunks.
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Ok, I decided to put this up now and get on with the next chapter, so that I don't start getting hate mail.
Aaah, paddle pops.. I'll try not to Aussiefy this any more than this, but when the Order move in and start listening to music, I'll probably be using names of music I listen to, so that'll probably include Aussie music.. aah well.
Check out my profile page and read the attachment to this called "Magical Science." It's just how it certain things work in my mind, and if anyone likes the ideas, feel free to use them.. But please give me credit for it :) I might write another chapter to it, which will be a lot longer, about how I think spells work.
Next Chapter: The stuff I said would be in this chapter but didn't get around to.. whoops.
IRM Karmada: I wish I could write a Sorting Hat Song, but I was bashing my head against the wall just to pull that prophecy out of my arse. Besides, while the song was being sung, there wasn't actually a Dumbledore house yet. The Hat didn't know that year would be any different than any other, so there was no real reason for it to mention it. You got me confused with the house stuff for a moment. I thought you were making a Star Trek reference, which is where the name Kahless is from.
Ok, about the delay.. Do any of you sometimes mean to type something while you're thinking about something else and it comes out in complete and utter horse crap? Well, I just got a new DVD this week (The Osbournes Season One) and I don't suggest trying to write a story while listening to Ozzy.. It gets confusing to say the least. Then there was the problem with sleeping. First, my cat decided to jump onto the top bunk of my bed and then fall down onto me, before attacking my hands, feet and head. The next day, the cat was in the roof, scratching at the ceiling and making a hell of a noise. Next day, back to the cat attacks. The list goes on. I haven't got much sleep all week.
Anyway, the short version: Lotta mistakes and tiredness, and I had to rewrite the chapter.
On with the show!
****************************************************************************
The Potions Master was just heading to his office to get set up on the next day's classes before he went to bed, only to hear someone shouting. Turning around from the way to his classroom, he started of quickly towards the sounds of the shouting. Arriving just in time, he saw Draco and his new "gang," or more correctly, the Slytherin Quidditch Team running at Potter.. No, not Potter.. Ferux he told himself. He started calling out "Malfoy!" when the twins raised their hands up to their necks and a brilliant gold flash filled the corridor, blinding him for a moment.
When he could see again, he saw the twins clutching something in their fists and a shield of translucent gold around them. The next thing he say was his house's Quidditch Team flying right at him. He didn't have enough time to get out of the way, and the last thing he heard was a thud as Malfoy collided with him and then the seven thuds as the eight of them hit the wall.
*****
When the morning came, word was all over the school that the Potions Master and the Slytherin's Quidditch Team were all in the hospital wing, healing various afflictions. Professor Snape lay on a bed, recovering from a concussion and a broken collar bone when Professor Dumbledore entered, a look of worry on his face.
"Severus, I'm glad you're awake. I thought you might want to talk to Ferux and Celeres with me about what happened? I can have Mr. Longbottom cover your morning classes."
"Yes, I would like to know what is going on. Mr. Malfoy tells me he and the rest of the team were just walking to the Common Room when those two attacked the group. If I hadn't seen Draco racing at the two, I might have believed him. I really hoped that the death of his father would have changed something in him."
"Very well. Meet me at my office when classes start. Password is Paddle Pop," he saw the confused look on Snape's face and explained, "People seem to have become away of my candy naming policy. I've switched to Ice Creams.." and walked out.
*****
"We are very sorry that you were harmed, Professor, but we were just defending ourselves from harm. Normally, that kind of thing doesn't happen, but the level of their hatred, the amount of harm they wanted to cause us... The shield had to dispel them at that speed, that's how it works," Ferux explained to Snape and Dumbledore.
"How did you create the shield? I've never seen anyone like that before," Snape inquired, not saying so, but apparently accepting the apology.
The twins pulled out a figure from under their clothes, one being a black dog, and one being a panther with wings, Celeres taking over from Ferux by explaining, "Our parents gave them to us. They told us that the animals are looking after us, and there is a charm on them that we can activate, which will make a shield around us."
"Very interesting. Well, I think Mister Malfoy and his friends deserve a months detention and suspension from the Quidditch Team," Dumbledore said with a sigh.
"Sir, please don't do that. There was no real harm done.. I mean.. There was harm done to Professor Snape, but that wasn't really their fault. Don't suspend them from the Quidditch Team, please. It would take a lot of fun out of the games," Ferux asked
Dumbledore glanced at Snape, who was completely shocked. As the Headmaster coughed softly to get Snape's attention, Dumbledore asked a silent question and the Potions Master nodded. "Very well, a month of detentions on top of the previous week's he received. Now, onto other matters," Professor Snape excused himself, knowing that they were going to talk about the new house, and he wanted to get back to prepare for his next class.
"As I was saying... I don't think you should be staying with the Slytherins anymore. Luckily, we have found a place for you to stay, until we can get a more permanent common room and dorm. Of course, it's up to you, but I thought that maybe your common room could be a place for all houses to go to socialise," glancing questioningly towards the twins, who nodded their agreement. "Excellent! Your bedrooms would be protected by passwords, so that you wouldn't get any unexpected visitors."
"Right.. Well, there is fifteen minutes until your next class, so I will show you to your temporary housing. You'll need your books, parchment and quills, after all. Follow me," her asked and led them out of his office, and towards the Great Hall. Just about one hundred metres from the doors to the Great Hall was a painting containing a figure with an eye-patch and a parrot on his shoulder (AN: Aah, stereotypical Pirates.. gotta love em).
"Avast, ye landlubbers! Say the Pass lest I swab the deck with yer heads. Arr.." said the painting as he glared down at the Headmaster and two students.
"Pickle Ice Cream..." Dumbledore said, causing Ferux and Celeres to look at him strangely.
"Arr.. Your tastebuds should mutiny, Cap'n," stated the painting as it swung open and let the three into a room with two four posted beds, desks and their trunks.
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Ok, I decided to put this up now and get on with the next chapter, so that I don't start getting hate mail.
Aaah, paddle pops.. I'll try not to Aussiefy this any more than this, but when the Order move in and start listening to music, I'll probably be using names of music I listen to, so that'll probably include Aussie music.. aah well.
Check out my profile page and read the attachment to this called "Magical Science." It's just how it certain things work in my mind, and if anyone likes the ideas, feel free to use them.. But please give me credit for it :) I might write another chapter to it, which will be a lot longer, about how I think spells work.
Next Chapter: The stuff I said would be in this chapter but didn't get around to.. whoops.