8. Arma apud vereor
(Do not be afraid this Chap. Is in English!)
(A/N: ha! Now, that I know what it means, thank you for all of your reviews, I appreciated them all and will try to incorporate your ideas. Second: Now that school has started for me, my post will be less frequent.
Sorry!
Dylan Black! )
(P.s. she is in her 5th year, not going to follow normal plot.)
The next week for the young witch, Dylan Black, was loathsome and uneventful. All the Slytherins hated every fiber of her being, for the potions incident. Snape now loathed her as much as any Gryffindor.
Meanwhile, Dylan was accepted at the Gryffindor house, her knew friends, Harry, Ron, and Hermione, were always there for one another. While her old Friends, Dan and Mandy, kept her from doing anything to extremely stupid.
" I can NOT take it!" she ranted down the hallway after getting out of another potions session. This time Snape complained her perfect potions was TOO smooth! "It makes no God Damn sense!"
She slammed her heavy leather bag down on the stool in the back the D.A.D.A room. 5 breathless teenagers finally caught up with there over dramatic friend.
"And where the HELL is this Professor Lynch? Hmm. One week and she STILL is ditching!?" she huffed making a series of aggregated hand motions. Her 5 friends were about to open their mouths when a new voice jumped to the punch.
"Ah, Miss. Riddle, so you too have noticed my absence?" Dylan looked past her 5, thoroughly shocked friends, to see Professor Lynch. Her hair was twisted in a braided bun, and her green eyes shown from under a pair of black glasses. Dylan opened her large mouth to reply but someone beat her to it.
" She is Sorry Professor. S-She is just having a bad day and...all...you know...Snape." Stuttered a bashful Harry.
"Oh, don't worry! I really could careless at least someone had the courage to notice" She smiled walking over to her desk and placing her things neatly in an order from smallest to largest. "But, I fret I must ask you to sit down, seeing how class will be starting soon." Indeed the classroom had filled before anyone cared to glace up from the ranting of the young witch. The classrooms glares were on the 6 of them, they all quickly sat down. Dan next to Mandy, Ron and Hermione, and Dylan and Harry. She leaned next to Harry ear, and She could feel his muscles tense, even though they were not touching.
"Hey, Harry, you didn't need that. I could have dealt with it. But.....err...thanks." she whispered into his ear. The girl was never good with apologizing, she never had to it was rather hard for her to bring the courage up.
"Miss. Riddle, can you turn your attention to the bored please." Asked a slightly amused Professor Lynch. Dylan looked at the young teacher, and....smiled? "Now, I know I have been absent for the last week, but I still will be demanding a high expectation from this school, and years. Especially this year, this is a critical year along with your 7th. As you all know the OWLs are this year and it is my job to prepare you. I have already heard from some pervious teachers that you have learned a great deals of curses, counters, magical animals, and spells, so I will be concentrating on some completely different." She took a pause studying the room. The Slytherins, looked unenthused, but on the contrary Miss. Riddle and the Gryffindors and the other looked, intrigued. "It is some thing called Arma apud vereor, this means Weapons in front of Fear. These weapons are enchanted, and have a sort of 'pull', or attraction on them. The daggers, have a potentia, pull to them, or a 'power'. We will NOT be using these in class, for one reason. Power makes people to stupid things. But there are 3 other weapons we will be using a sword, bow and arrow, and an axe, each weapon will pick their owner. The sword has a pull that draws the gallant, the noble, or the selfish. The axe will draw the humble. And the bow and arrow will draw the swift, and graceful. Today we will only pick our weapons, and not use them, once a weapon is ours it will only respond to you. Slytherins you may go first." The Slytherins got up and walked to the assortment to weapons that appeared hanging in the middle of the thin air. Most Slytherins were swords, and a few were bow and arrows. Mandy on the other hand was an axe, while Dan was a bow and arrow. Dylan, joined the minority and was drawn to a sword.
"Gryffindors" Lynch gestured to the weapons, which were all replenished. Dylan watched Ron and Harry pick up a swords, while Hermione reached out her hand and grasped a bow and arrow and a quiver. But then Dylan was lost in her swords wonderful Celtic engravings, she didn't notice her 3 friends sit down.
" I sword, us too!" she jumped startled, and looked up to see Ron's smiling face.
"Cool!" she replied. "Herms, you got a bow, Knew it!"
She sheepishly nodded and blushed. But before she could ask anymore questions Professor Lynch called "Class dismissed, Leave your weapons here! Harry, and Dylan can I see you for a minute after class." Lynch didn't ask this as a question, but as a statement. The two teens waited until the rest of the class had filed out of the room.
"Now, can you follow me to the Headmasters office." She took long strides. Dylan felt sick. 'I had only what I thought, she didn't seem to mind. Or did she? Or is it because I am Slytherin? Or Voldemort's daughter? Oh God!' She was plucked out of her worries by being invited to sit down, she did so, and then came to. She was in Dumbledore's office, in the chair next to the Harry, there was also Cho Chang, from Ravenclaw there, and Jason Tricklewater, from Hufflepuff.
"Now as you all know , you are working with enchanted weapons in Defense Against the Dark Arts," they all nodded, "Well, the sorting hat has called it my, our attention that these house heirs shall be needed, in the future. We are going to test each of you to see if you are the heir. If you are, when you put the sorting hat on, then take it off your house, your founder of your house's weapon or weapons will fall out of the hat. You each have been examined by your skills, attitude, personality, and etc. Though there are exceptions." Dumbledore glanced at Dylan Riddle. "We already know Harry is the heir to Gryffindor, so this is for you Harry," He handed Harry Godric's sword, and a belt sheath. There was a knock on the door," Come in", in walked Snape, McGonagall, Sprout, and Flitwick, the head's of houses. "Just in time, Cho will you go first?" Dumbledore asked, and she replied with a nod. Professor Lynch handed her the Sorting Hat, and she put it on. A few seconds later she took it off and out feel a pure gold and silver bow beautifully engraved with designs, also a quiver fell out. Inside were Pure silver arrows, with perfect gold arrowheads. Dumbledore nodded, and gestured to Jason Tricklewater. Cho handed off the hat, then Jason followed her procedure, only this time a heavy silver Celtic shield fell out, closely followed and a heavy Celtic axe. Next was Dylan she took a deep breath and stuck the hat on her head. She heard nothing in her head, and she began to get worried. She took the hat off and out plopped to leg sheaths and a belt sheath. 'How helpful' she thought. But then she felt 3 large objects fall unto her lap. She looked down and saw 2 silver daggers, and one sword. 'Daggers?' She thought.
"Well, I guess we have our heirs." Smiled Lynch.
"Yes, yes, very well. But you must never let anyone get a hold of these these are scared. "Said Dumbledore, but Dylan was putting a leg sheath on each of her calves, "Do not let anyone see them." They nodded, Dylan was studying her daggers and swords, there were all engraved in Parsel Tongue and snakes. "Also all for of you will be starting training Mondays, Weds days, and Thursdays with Professor Lynch in the The room of Requirement on the 3rd floor. Okay now I suggest you go to your common rooms and put these things away at once. Then go straight to dinner, tell know one." Dylan stood up along with the others and reached down for her sword, daggers, and belt sheath. She then put both daggers in the leg sheaths, and turn to leave with Harry.
"Well, that was interesting," he smirked once out of earshot of the mumbling Professors.
" I know, weird, huh?" Frowned Dylan thinking of the events. They lingered for a moment then said Good-bye to Harry and headed for the dungeons, with her newly acquired weapons.
(A/N: This story is exactly....1,555 words, not bad considered to my last one. I hoped you like it! And here are some pictures of what the weapons look like, of a least a little
Dylan Black)
Gryffindor Sword Hufflepuff Shield H. Axe
R. Quiver R. bow.
S. Sword S. Daggers 2 daggers this is just pic. Of one.
