Nez: This is going to be a long and interesting chapter.
Zan: Why?
Nez: I get to be out of character.
Zan: -monotone- Whoopdie-doo for you.
Nez: Be happy Zanny!
Zan: Why?
Nez: -pulls at corners of Zan's mouth- Caaaaaaause it makes everyone happy! –grin-
Zan: -smacks Nez- Naive wench.
Nez: -sniff- Zan...
Zan: -smack forehead- Damn. I got it upset.
Part Thirteen: The Quarrel
"Hooray! We're home!" Lily squealed as she danced in the common room. Sirius and James immediately concentrated on finding a way to get their luggage over to Hogwarts, as well as the Muffins out. Zanbato was able to be reached and somehow was capable of send over the trunks from Tsuki's basement. Everyone settled down and reflected on their confuzzling trip through dimensions.
"Never doing that again," Akina sighed.
"Agreed," everyone else chimed in.
"I just have one problem though," Remus said. "Where are we going to keep the Muffin Mafia?" All of the Muffins blushed.
"Dunno, our room, I guess," Fish-chan suggested.
"Well, you might be able to pass as students for awhile if you're lucky," Sirius commented. He sat down on the couch next to Fish-chan, who snuggled lovingly into him.
"Give me that busted watch for a second, Fish-chan," Nehszriah said as Remus took his respective seat next to her.
"What do you mean 'busted'? It got us back! Hermione's spell worked!"
"I'm saying that it's busted, so hand it over."
"No! I could fix it if it was broke!" Fish-chan righted in her seat and clutched the watch.
"No, you couldn't," Nehszriah said calmly. "Besides, we all know the Charms and Magical Items expert here."
"Lily?" James chimed in. Lily gave him a whack on the head.
"No, me," Nehszriah said smugly. Remus and the Muffins stared at her, for she usually didn't act this way.
"Why are you the expert at everything?" Fish-chan retorted.
"I am at everything worth while."
"Divinitation is worth while! What about Muggle Studies? I at least study stuff that is applicable in the real world."
"What do you mean," Nehszriah growled. She stood up, nostrils flaring.
Fish-chan stood up as well, going right up into Nehszriah's face, which she had to look up slightly to see.
"What good is Ancient Runes or Alchemy? They rarely or never pop up in a modern job description."
"Yeah, if you want to be an ALCHEMIST!!!!"
"Settle down there ladies," Sirius nervously said.
"Padfoot's right. Let's talk this over calmly. How's about some tea?" Remus added. He and Sirius got up and stared towards the girls, who gave them each such menacing glares that they quickly sat back down again.
"Since when do you want to become an Alchemist?" Fish-chan asked. "You never wanted to be one before."
"I was just giving an example!"
"Still, I don't think an Auror needs to know about some ancient scribblings that nobody else can read! Why is it such a big deal?!"
"Secrets passed down from the Ancients can unlock many powerful spells, incantations, teach us about the past..."
"You, of all people, to be in love with the past!"
"Not my past or your past, what came before it!"
"One like yourself should only be concerned with the present and future," Fish-chan half-yelled.
"We learn from our past! If the past is kept hidden, then we'll never be able to fully move into the future!"
"Then why are the leaders of the world making those same flawed decisions that had been made before?"
"They are ignorant and do not wish to remember!" Nehszriah came back. "If they weren't like that, there would be less crime, hatred, death and sorrow."
"Nothing can change that!"
Everyone was quiet for a long time. The only noise was Fish-chan and Nehszriah's heavy breathing. No one else dared to make a sound or even move in the slightest way.
"Don't lecture about what you don't know of. I've seen too many things to have you change my mind," Nehszriah growled.
"Fine, I'm leaving," Fish-chan said with a snort. She picked up her trunk and stormed towards the door.
"Wait!" Sirius shouted. "Where are you going?"
"Home. I don't need to hear her tainted, biased emotions any longer," she snarled as she pushed him away.
"Let her go," Nehszriah barked. Fish-chan turned around.
"That shirt looks good on you. It matches you wretched soul." She spun around and left fuming. Nehszriah, in turn, stormed up the stairs to the girl's dorms.
All the others were near speechless, especially the Muffins, who had never seen either of the two get so worked up over anything before. After a few hour-long minutes of silence, they started to chat once more.
"I'll show her," Fish-chan grumbled as she roamed the halls for a hidden portkey that would take her back home. Severus Snape just happened to walk by, on this way to the library and purposely ran into his livid stalker target.
"Oh, I'm terribly sorry," he mumbled as their shoulders slammed.
"Out of my way," Fish-chan hissed. Severus, so curious about what got her in such a foul mood, silently followed her to a statue of a medieval wizard, where she disappeared behind it. He sat there for a moment, gathered up his courage, and went after her. He came out; right where he came in, except Fish-chan was there.
"What are you doing here?" she whispered. Just then, a Slytherin prefect came up behind them.
"Who may I ask are you two?" he sneered. "By the looks of it, you're a fellow Slytherin, but I can't seem to identify who you are." He looked over the both of them with interest, particularly Fish-chan. "What are your names?"
"Severus."
Fish-chan didn't answer instantly. She kept looking over the boy in front of her. He seemed to be a sixth or seventh year, tall with short dark hair and deep black pools for eyes. She searched in her mind for a name, one she didn't have to use ever again.
"My name is Angel," she said softly.
"Fine, come with me then," he replied coldly. He started to walk briskly away, Severus and Fish-chan struggling to catch up.
"What's your name, if ours is so important?" Severus asked as they reached the dungeon entrance to the Slytherin common room.
The boy just turned around, an evil smile plastered across his pale face.
"They call me Tom Riddle."
Zan: Dramatic. You've clearly outdone yourself.
Nez: Thanks! –grins-
Zan: I thought you'd recognize the sarcasm.
Nez: Ku! I did!
Zan: -twitch- You did not, baka.
Nez: -wink- Let's reply to the spiffy reviews!
Zan: Whatever.
Fish- I visited the site and... well there was your fighting!
Zan: Why?
Nez: I get to be out of character.
Zan: -monotone- Whoopdie-doo for you.
Nez: Be happy Zanny!
Zan: Why?
Nez: -pulls at corners of Zan's mouth- Caaaaaaause it makes everyone happy! –grin-
Zan: -smacks Nez- Naive wench.
Nez: -sniff- Zan...
Zan: -smack forehead- Damn. I got it upset.
Part Thirteen: The Quarrel
"Hooray! We're home!" Lily squealed as she danced in the common room. Sirius and James immediately concentrated on finding a way to get their luggage over to Hogwarts, as well as the Muffins out. Zanbato was able to be reached and somehow was capable of send over the trunks from Tsuki's basement. Everyone settled down and reflected on their confuzzling trip through dimensions.
"Never doing that again," Akina sighed.
"Agreed," everyone else chimed in.
"I just have one problem though," Remus said. "Where are we going to keep the Muffin Mafia?" All of the Muffins blushed.
"Dunno, our room, I guess," Fish-chan suggested.
"Well, you might be able to pass as students for awhile if you're lucky," Sirius commented. He sat down on the couch next to Fish-chan, who snuggled lovingly into him.
"Give me that busted watch for a second, Fish-chan," Nehszriah said as Remus took his respective seat next to her.
"What do you mean 'busted'? It got us back! Hermione's spell worked!"
"I'm saying that it's busted, so hand it over."
"No! I could fix it if it was broke!" Fish-chan righted in her seat and clutched the watch.
"No, you couldn't," Nehszriah said calmly. "Besides, we all know the Charms and Magical Items expert here."
"Lily?" James chimed in. Lily gave him a whack on the head.
"No, me," Nehszriah said smugly. Remus and the Muffins stared at her, for she usually didn't act this way.
"Why are you the expert at everything?" Fish-chan retorted.
"I am at everything worth while."
"Divinitation is worth while! What about Muggle Studies? I at least study stuff that is applicable in the real world."
"What do you mean," Nehszriah growled. She stood up, nostrils flaring.
Fish-chan stood up as well, going right up into Nehszriah's face, which she had to look up slightly to see.
"What good is Ancient Runes or Alchemy? They rarely or never pop up in a modern job description."
"Yeah, if you want to be an ALCHEMIST!!!!"
"Settle down there ladies," Sirius nervously said.
"Padfoot's right. Let's talk this over calmly. How's about some tea?" Remus added. He and Sirius got up and stared towards the girls, who gave them each such menacing glares that they quickly sat back down again.
"Since when do you want to become an Alchemist?" Fish-chan asked. "You never wanted to be one before."
"I was just giving an example!"
"Still, I don't think an Auror needs to know about some ancient scribblings that nobody else can read! Why is it such a big deal?!"
"Secrets passed down from the Ancients can unlock many powerful spells, incantations, teach us about the past..."
"You, of all people, to be in love with the past!"
"Not my past or your past, what came before it!"
"One like yourself should only be concerned with the present and future," Fish-chan half-yelled.
"We learn from our past! If the past is kept hidden, then we'll never be able to fully move into the future!"
"Then why are the leaders of the world making those same flawed decisions that had been made before?"
"They are ignorant and do not wish to remember!" Nehszriah came back. "If they weren't like that, there would be less crime, hatred, death and sorrow."
"Nothing can change that!"
Everyone was quiet for a long time. The only noise was Fish-chan and Nehszriah's heavy breathing. No one else dared to make a sound or even move in the slightest way.
"Don't lecture about what you don't know of. I've seen too many things to have you change my mind," Nehszriah growled.
"Fine, I'm leaving," Fish-chan said with a snort. She picked up her trunk and stormed towards the door.
"Wait!" Sirius shouted. "Where are you going?"
"Home. I don't need to hear her tainted, biased emotions any longer," she snarled as she pushed him away.
"Let her go," Nehszriah barked. Fish-chan turned around.
"That shirt looks good on you. It matches you wretched soul." She spun around and left fuming. Nehszriah, in turn, stormed up the stairs to the girl's dorms.
All the others were near speechless, especially the Muffins, who had never seen either of the two get so worked up over anything before. After a few hour-long minutes of silence, they started to chat once more.
"I'll show her," Fish-chan grumbled as she roamed the halls for a hidden portkey that would take her back home. Severus Snape just happened to walk by, on this way to the library and purposely ran into his livid stalker target.
"Oh, I'm terribly sorry," he mumbled as their shoulders slammed.
"Out of my way," Fish-chan hissed. Severus, so curious about what got her in such a foul mood, silently followed her to a statue of a medieval wizard, where she disappeared behind it. He sat there for a moment, gathered up his courage, and went after her. He came out; right where he came in, except Fish-chan was there.
"What are you doing here?" she whispered. Just then, a Slytherin prefect came up behind them.
"Who may I ask are you two?" he sneered. "By the looks of it, you're a fellow Slytherin, but I can't seem to identify who you are." He looked over the both of them with interest, particularly Fish-chan. "What are your names?"
"Severus."
Fish-chan didn't answer instantly. She kept looking over the boy in front of her. He seemed to be a sixth or seventh year, tall with short dark hair and deep black pools for eyes. She searched in her mind for a name, one she didn't have to use ever again.
"My name is Angel," she said softly.
"Fine, come with me then," he replied coldly. He started to walk briskly away, Severus and Fish-chan struggling to catch up.
"What's your name, if ours is so important?" Severus asked as they reached the dungeon entrance to the Slytherin common room.
The boy just turned around, an evil smile plastered across his pale face.
"They call me Tom Riddle."
Zan: Dramatic. You've clearly outdone yourself.
Nez: Thanks! –grins-
Zan: I thought you'd recognize the sarcasm.
Nez: Ku! I did!
Zan: -twitch- You did not, baka.
Nez: -wink- Let's reply to the spiffy reviews!
Zan: Whatever.
Fish- I visited the site and... well there was your fighting!
