The Truth is Told
By Sailor Juliet/Northstar, Shimmersea, and Lady Silver Dragon
Disclaimer: We don't own Harry Potter! We do own Harvey/Hannah/Maya/Leo/Jackson and any OC's that appear, okies?
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Julie: O.O Wow. Look at all the reviews.
Shim: That's a lot.
Silvie: Well, we better hanker down to thank all of our reviewers then! Thank you "Moomoo cow" and the next chapter is out right now!
Julie: Thankies "Salior_moon_says_zip" and we're so, so, sorry for not adding any new chapters! We all have had some massive writer's block, as well as trying to work on other fics.
Shim: *big grin* Well, Pink and Orange "Bannanie", I likes bannannies too! Thanks for your review, and we're sorry it so long to get this out!
All: *cheerily* Thankies "Sapphire999"! We miiiiiiiiiiss you!
Julie: Thank you "Rocky_Rainbow_Road"; we really, really appreciate your review! I mean, it's like SOOOOO ego boosting to have someone say that our work is good! We really enjoy it!
Silvie: Why thank you "Peeny_told"! I appreciate that you're standing up for me, but flamers don't bug me at all; it's a bit chilly here, and I need them to warm my feet. And thanks for saying we rock!
Shim: Nope "Totally", we're not JK Rowling! But thanks for saying we are; it really feels good to know that people can compare our fanfic with the books!
Silvie: *smiling sweetly* Of course we're all girls, "Whoa!"! All Sailor senshi are female, Shimmersea is definitely a female name, and why would I be calling myself "Lady Silver Dragon" if I weren't a girl? But still, thanks for the offer!
Julie: We're like, sooooo flattered that you'd actually want to marry us! And no, we don't get many reviewers asking us to marry them!
Shim: *sadly* Alas, we don't live in Kansas! Thankies for the offer though!
Julie: "Choco-late", thanks, and we love HP too! Why else would we be writing this fic?
Shim: Thanks "Extreme Compliments", and we offer you our much sincere gratitude for having people reading our fic as a part of your party! We're glad you like it so much!
Julie: Well "Party_gurl", we stopped because our muses abandoned us! How dare they, after all we do for them. When they came back they said they went 'On vacation.' Vacation my butt. And thanks for saying we rock!
Shim: "Chealse", thanks! If you tell us your account, we'll gladly read your fics and review them! I bet they're just as good as ours, cause frankly we stink compared to other authors out there!
Silvie: *blushing* Why thank you, "Are you all girls?" for your review! Thanks for your compliments. *blushes some more*
Julie: Thanks "This is a weird thing to do at a party."! We really think it's great you think our fic is great! At first, this was just a random thought floating in my head, and then when I told it to Shim and Silvie, it just GREW and they convinced me to get an account. Well, you can see where it got us!
Shim: Well "Please", we can't really help you with your fic if you don't give us your email address, or at least your account name. And about having our characters in your fic. We'll have to think about it, okay? But please, if you need any help at all, just email us, and we'll help you!
Silvie: You're welcome "To Kewl"! Expanding the vocabulary of everyone is just the first step of our plan of Global Domination! *insert evil laugh here, but stops after Shim and Julie stare at her* Just kidding.
Julie: Well "Yeah", we plan on continuing this. We have romances to sprout, plot to find, Harvey to rescue. I mean, we can't just leave him alone with all those girls, now can we?
Shim: Thanks for your compliment "Jenni"! We're flattered that you think we can write well; and we bet you can too! We will continue, we promise!
All: Thank you for reviewing! *sends kisses to all the WONDERFUL reviewers*
Silvie: You guys really won't be seeing much of our muses, as we spend enough time gibbering before the fic, so they're just not gonna talk! Well, onto the fic! We've talked far too long! Byeeee!
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Chapter Seven: First Few Classes
So nice. So warm. Samuel is so hot. Wait! So is Leo. Mmm..
"Hannah."
The prone teen rolled over, and pulled her pillow over her head in an attempt to block out that annoying voice.
"-dium Leviosa!"
Suddenly, Hannah felt her pillow rise above her head, and the peaceful silence of sleep left her.
"Wake up Hannah!"
"I'm UP Maya!" she moaned, and mustered a feeble glare at the girl with long red hair.
"You don't seem to be," she replied, twirling her wand in her hands. "Maybe. You need a little pick me up?" The Weasley grinned, and the tip of her wand began to glow a bright red. That woke up Hannah immediately. If Maya could wreck havoc without a wand, imagine what she could do with an army of spells at her disposal. Hannah had seen her pouring over huge volumes of spells that she had bought for "A bit of extra reading."
Extra reading her butt.
"I don't," she said hurriedly, and sat straight up. "What time is it?" she asked suspiciously.
"A couple hours before breakfast," Maya said with a wink. "Thought you might like some time to find that Samuel and drool over him."
"I do not drool over boys!" she said hotly, blushing as red as Maya's hair. The girl tutted, and tapped her chin with her wand.
"Oh yeah?" she said with a grin. "When you met him, you just sighed like you were suddenly transported to paradise or something." Maya sighed, imitating Hannah, incessantly fluttering her eyelashes
"Well," Hannah muttered, "maybe just a little." An image of the dark and lean boy appeared in her mind, and she sighed dreamily, a slow smile creeping over her face.
"Maya to Hannah: you look like an idiot!" Maya snapped, giggling flicking a bit of her hair back. "C'mon and get dressed! I'll meet you at the Great Hall at breakfast!" Hannah scowled at her friend.
"And where exactly are you going?" Hannah asked suspiciously, brushing her blonde streak behind her ear.
"To the Library," Maya said, shrugging.
"To do what?" shrieked Hannah incredulously. "We don't have any homework yet!" Maya gave her The Look.
"None of your business. Yet." And then, she left, black robes billowing behind her.
***
Harvey was nervous. No, cross that: he was about ready to run away in terror, all these girls flirting with him. And what they thought.
-That boy has the skinniest little butt I have ever seen,- thought a brunette, smiling at him, and fluttering her eyelashes. -Looks good on him-
-Come on, pretty-boy,- thought one who had just mega-flittered with him, her black hair framing her picturesque heart-shaped-face. -Take the bait! Then you're mine.-
-Stupid new kid,- thought one of the rare boys from across the room. -How come he gets all the girls fawning over him? He's just been here an hour!-
-He's like, soooo, hot,- thought another girl, this time a bosomy blonde.
It didn't take Harvey too long to run away screaming from hearing the rather *cough* randy thoughts of the girls.
"'Vait 'Arvey!"
"'es! 'Vait!"
Harvey took refuge under his bed in the dormitory; he glared at Sirius, who also was there. The poor dog had been cooed and petted at all day, annoying him into a fit of peevishness. He growled.
"Nooooo," Harvey said, glaring at him. "I am NOT going back out there! It's dangerous!"
-I know,- Sirius thought irritably. -Geeze, can't this kid get a life?-
Harvey whacked his dog on the nose.
***
It took a while for Hannah to get to the Great Hall, but she made it, and she found Maya sitting at the Gryffindor table, with several large tomes at her side, taking notes on a sheet of parchment. She was about to wave, and run over to her friend, when she ran right into someone.
"Oh," that someone said, blinking his misty gray eyes. "It's you. Hannah." Hannah then recognized him as the boy from the train: Leo. He wore the red turtleneck of Gryffindor, and for some reason, Hannah kept thinking he should be in Slytherin, not Gryffindor. But she shook that thought out of her head quickly.
"Good to see you again, He-Who-Is-Not-A-Malfoy," she said cheerfully with a smile. The blonde boy blushed.
"Yeah," he mumbled, and cracked his fingers. "Well, got to go." With that, he scurried off, and left Hannah alone.
"Hannah?" said a familiar, chirpy voice. "Is that you?" She turned around, and saw a slightly familiar face. Round and cherubic, with blonde hair done in bouncy ringlets, and bright blue eyes, Hannah couldn't believe that she was seeing her cousin.
Diana Dursley.
"Oh my gosh," the girl said giddily, giggling. "I never thought I'd see you here!"
"I never thought you'd be here," Hannah said truthfully, "let alone I'd see you here!" Diana giggled again.
"Oh, Papa was furious," she said with a big smile. "But he didn't want me to do anything. Abnormal by accident. So I'm here!" That was when Hannah noticed the green turtleneck under the girl's black robes.
"What house are you in," Hannah asked with a thoughtful look at her cousin as they walked down to the tables.
"Oh," giggled Diana, "that's an easy one Hannah! I'm a Slytherin!" She giggled again, and twirled. "They're all pretty disgusted with me, you know? Said I was too happy." She then got a devious look that didn't match the rest of her. "Do you know any good. Tricks to play, perhaps?" Hannah groaned; Maya was bad enough with her devious schemes, but with Diana, things would be ten times worse.
"You don't?" Diana said with a pout. "Well, then, do you know anybody who can tell me?" Then she noticed that they were going to the Gryffindor table, and squeaked a bit. "Sorry, I like have to go! See you around Hannah!" She then ran off with a wave. Hannah blinked. This was too much, too fast. She shook her head, and finally made it to Maya.
"'ook oo 'ong enough," said Maya around a heavily buttered piece of toast.
"Sorry," Hannah said apologetically. "I saw some people I knew." Maya finished her toast and proceeded to lick her fingers, and dig into the half- eaten bowl of cereal in front of her.
"Well," chuckled Maya with a grin. "This sure is gonna tickle your fancy!" She stuck a spoon full of cereal in her mouth. Hannah personally detested cereal; she preferred oatmeal. So she grabbed a bowl and stuffed in milk, butter, and plenty of syrup.
"Wha'?" questioned Hannah, in the middle of her own breakfast.
"Your dad told you about his old Potions teacher, right?" Maya queried, draining her bowl, and grabbing her glass of orange juice for a chug.
"Duh," Hannah replied, with an exasperated face. "I've heard so many horror stories about that old bat that I could write a book about him!" Maya snickered as she began to hurriedly put her books away.
"Well, you're definitely in for a surprise then," she said mysteriously, and snickered again. She then glanced at her watch. "Come on, let's go Hannah; we don't wanna be late for our first class!" She grabbed Hannah's arm, and dragged her from the table.
"Hey!" she whined, looking longingly at her oatmeal. "I wasn't done yet!"
"You snooze you loose," Maya replied, not letting go of Hannah for a moment. "Believe me, you do not want to be late for this particular class."
***
Maya held a secret little grin as she watched the look of distaste as Hannah took a good look at her surroundings. They were in the dungeons of Hogwarts, and it was wet, dank, drippy, cold. Everything that Hannah didn't like in a room. So it was interesting to see such a funny face on Hannah; she didn't get much more disgusted than that. Little did the uneducated heathen Hannah was knew, she was about to have her first class of Potions. Maya dug out of her pocket a band to tie her hair back; didn't want that floating in her concoction, whatever that was.
"So who's the teacher Maya?" Hannah asked, twirling a bit of her hair around a finger.
"That is for me to know, and you to wonder," Maya said with a wink. Oh, how she loved teasing Hannah in this way. Just wait until she knew Hogwarts better, then things would become so very interesting.
"Quiet," snapped a quiet, silky, stern voice. The tone made the entire class shut up; not many had the talent of shutting kids up so quick. While they had been chatting, nobody had noticed the man who now stood at the head of the classroom come in. He had pale skin, probably from hardly stepping out of the school. He had slimy looking black hair that was intermediately streaked with gray, and here and there a bit of white, and he possessed quite a large nose. His dark eyes held the tinge of faint disgust, and his face seemed locked in a perpetual sneer.
Maya knew her guesses had been correct. She snuck a look to Hannah, and saw that the girl was staring open-mouthed.
"I am Professor Snape, teacher of this class," he said, the sneer on his face somehow creeping into his voice. "You most likely have heard of me from your parents. Whatever they told you is completely and utterly." Here he paused, obviously for dramatic effect. ".True." The class then decided to gulp simultaneously. His eyes surveyed all of them, pausing to etch the face in memory. When he finally reached Hannah and Maya, far in the back, he heaved a gusty sigh.
"Looks like Potter and Weasley have spawned," he drawled. "I thought I would have died before I had to deal with two more of them." Diana, who was on the Slytherin side of the room, stifled a giggle. Snape glared at her reproachfully. Diana stopped giggling.
"Today, you will be taking a test to see how inept you are," he said, his sneer becoming positively evil. "Prepare yourselves."
***
Hannah was glaring at Maya. Oh yes, she was annoyed.
"Why didn't you tell me he was still alive?" she whined. Maya just looked insanely pleased with herself.
"Because," she said with that annoying grin of hers, "I wanted to see how you would react. It was hilarious. Onto Transmogrification!" Hannah's eyebrow twitched as she watched Maya happily walk.
"This. . . Is going to be hell. . ." Hannah muttered, stomping behind her friend who was so happy she was almost singing.
***
Hannah wasn't that surprised when she saw her Practically-an-Aunt Ginny lying on her desk in the Transmogrification room, but it startled her a bit. She thought that Ginny had just been there to like, um, help with Herbology, not teach one of the hardest classes that Hogwarts had to offer! And besides, it was a bit unnerving to see the teacher lying stomach-down on her desk.
Hannah hadn't really seen Aunt Ginny for. Oh, five years or so when her aunt had gone with Charlie to Romania to help with dragons. And she hadn't really taken a good look at Ginny last night, since she was very tired. Since she had the chance, she took it. Ginny had grown out her bright red hair into a curly mane tied loosely back with a little leather strap. Freckles still took over most of her face, and her large brown eyes were still expressive as ever. She was still tiny, and had grown very lithe. Her dark blue robes were less flowing then the other teacher's, probably an old habit from chasing those dragons. The woman checked her watch, and jumped off the desk with a grin.
"Welcome one and all to Transmogrification!" she said cheerily. "I'm Professor Weasley, and this is my first year teaching this class!" The students blinked, and stared at their teacher, those who had come from Potions glad that she wasn't like their other Professor.
"In this class, you will be learning the art of changing one thing to another," Ginny stated, grabbing her wand from her desk. "Such as this!" She pointed to her desk, muttered a spell, and it changed into the biggest beanbag chair known to man. The Professor sank down into it, and happily sat in Indian style.
"Also, in my class," she continued, ignoring the gaping looks of the students, "you shall learn to become an Animagus. This was not a normal part of Transmogrification until, oh, fifteen years or so ago." The familiar redhead tapped her chin thoughtfully. "It started in my sixth year to be precise. That is when you will begin to learn the study. It normally takes a person one or two years to learn it in our classes. Would you like me to demonstrate?"
"Yes Professor!" called out a girl in Hufflepuff yellow. "Would you please show us?" Ginny smiled, and then, she began to change. It was very quick, and quite magnificent. First, a smiling woman was sitting on a giant purple beanbag chair, and then, a fox was grinning toothily at them. A vixen to be precise. Then she quickly became the young woman once more. She glanced at her chair, pointed her wand at it, and it turned back into her desk (she was still sitting on it cross-legged though).
"Well," she said, clapping her hands together. "Ready to turn matches into needles?"
End
Silvie: *beaming* I wrote it!
Shim: . That's because you've been supremely lazy and haven't written a thing for AGES.
Silvie: Hey! I just wasn't INSPIRED then!
Juliet: ^^;; No fighting, please.
Silvie: *suddenly is waving banners and making a huge scene* DM/GW forever!!!
Shim and Juliet: u_u;;
Silvie: I have a neeeeew couple obsession! *waves her banner some more* They're SOOOOOO cute!
Shim: *whining* Why can't you just be normal and like H/H?
Silvie: P I like being different. *insert huge raspberry here*
Shim: Grrr! *replies in like*
Juliet: You guys. Need to get a life. THIS FIC WAS MY IDEA!!! MIIIIIIIIIIIIINE!!
*everything turns into meaningless author quibbling; it is insanely weird with purple and orange cows floating around, and muses begging for mercy*
All: *in a bout of sanity* Read and Revieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeew!!
Disclaimer: We don't own Harry Potter! We do own Harvey/Hannah/Maya/Leo/Jackson and any OC's that appear, okies?
***
Julie: O.O Wow. Look at all the reviews.
Shim: That's a lot.
Silvie: Well, we better hanker down to thank all of our reviewers then! Thank you "Moomoo cow" and the next chapter is out right now!
Julie: Thankies "Salior_moon_says_zip" and we're so, so, sorry for not adding any new chapters! We all have had some massive writer's block, as well as trying to work on other fics.
Shim: *big grin* Well, Pink and Orange "Bannanie", I likes bannannies too! Thanks for your review, and we're sorry it so long to get this out!
All: *cheerily* Thankies "Sapphire999"! We miiiiiiiiiiss you!
Julie: Thank you "Rocky_Rainbow_Road"; we really, really appreciate your review! I mean, it's like SOOOOO ego boosting to have someone say that our work is good! We really enjoy it!
Silvie: Why thank you "Peeny_told"! I appreciate that you're standing up for me, but flamers don't bug me at all; it's a bit chilly here, and I need them to warm my feet. And thanks for saying we rock!
Shim: Nope "Totally", we're not JK Rowling! But thanks for saying we are; it really feels good to know that people can compare our fanfic with the books!
Silvie: *smiling sweetly* Of course we're all girls, "Whoa!"! All Sailor senshi are female, Shimmersea is definitely a female name, and why would I be calling myself "Lady Silver Dragon" if I weren't a girl? But still, thanks for the offer!
Julie: We're like, sooooo flattered that you'd actually want to marry us! And no, we don't get many reviewers asking us to marry them!
Shim: *sadly* Alas, we don't live in Kansas! Thankies for the offer though!
Julie: "Choco-late", thanks, and we love HP too! Why else would we be writing this fic?
Shim: Thanks "Extreme Compliments", and we offer you our much sincere gratitude for having people reading our fic as a part of your party! We're glad you like it so much!
Julie: Well "Party_gurl", we stopped because our muses abandoned us! How dare they, after all we do for them. When they came back they said they went 'On vacation.' Vacation my butt. And thanks for saying we rock!
Shim: "Chealse", thanks! If you tell us your account, we'll gladly read your fics and review them! I bet they're just as good as ours, cause frankly we stink compared to other authors out there!
Silvie: *blushing* Why thank you, "Are you all girls?" for your review! Thanks for your compliments. *blushes some more*
Julie: Thanks "This is a weird thing to do at a party."! We really think it's great you think our fic is great! At first, this was just a random thought floating in my head, and then when I told it to Shim and Silvie, it just GREW and they convinced me to get an account. Well, you can see where it got us!
Shim: Well "Please", we can't really help you with your fic if you don't give us your email address, or at least your account name. And about having our characters in your fic. We'll have to think about it, okay? But please, if you need any help at all, just email us, and we'll help you!
Silvie: You're welcome "To Kewl"! Expanding the vocabulary of everyone is just the first step of our plan of Global Domination! *insert evil laugh here, but stops after Shim and Julie stare at her* Just kidding.
Julie: Well "Yeah", we plan on continuing this. We have romances to sprout, plot to find, Harvey to rescue. I mean, we can't just leave him alone with all those girls, now can we?
Shim: Thanks for your compliment "Jenni"! We're flattered that you think we can write well; and we bet you can too! We will continue, we promise!
All: Thank you for reviewing! *sends kisses to all the WONDERFUL reviewers*
Silvie: You guys really won't be seeing much of our muses, as we spend enough time gibbering before the fic, so they're just not gonna talk! Well, onto the fic! We've talked far too long! Byeeee!
***
Chapter Seven: First Few Classes
So nice. So warm. Samuel is so hot. Wait! So is Leo. Mmm..
"Hannah."
The prone teen rolled over, and pulled her pillow over her head in an attempt to block out that annoying voice.
"-dium Leviosa!"
Suddenly, Hannah felt her pillow rise above her head, and the peaceful silence of sleep left her.
"Wake up Hannah!"
"I'm UP Maya!" she moaned, and mustered a feeble glare at the girl with long red hair.
"You don't seem to be," she replied, twirling her wand in her hands. "Maybe. You need a little pick me up?" The Weasley grinned, and the tip of her wand began to glow a bright red. That woke up Hannah immediately. If Maya could wreck havoc without a wand, imagine what she could do with an army of spells at her disposal. Hannah had seen her pouring over huge volumes of spells that she had bought for "A bit of extra reading."
Extra reading her butt.
"I don't," she said hurriedly, and sat straight up. "What time is it?" she asked suspiciously.
"A couple hours before breakfast," Maya said with a wink. "Thought you might like some time to find that Samuel and drool over him."
"I do not drool over boys!" she said hotly, blushing as red as Maya's hair. The girl tutted, and tapped her chin with her wand.
"Oh yeah?" she said with a grin. "When you met him, you just sighed like you were suddenly transported to paradise or something." Maya sighed, imitating Hannah, incessantly fluttering her eyelashes
"Well," Hannah muttered, "maybe just a little." An image of the dark and lean boy appeared in her mind, and she sighed dreamily, a slow smile creeping over her face.
"Maya to Hannah: you look like an idiot!" Maya snapped, giggling flicking a bit of her hair back. "C'mon and get dressed! I'll meet you at the Great Hall at breakfast!" Hannah scowled at her friend.
"And where exactly are you going?" Hannah asked suspiciously, brushing her blonde streak behind her ear.
"To the Library," Maya said, shrugging.
"To do what?" shrieked Hannah incredulously. "We don't have any homework yet!" Maya gave her The Look.
"None of your business. Yet." And then, she left, black robes billowing behind her.
***
Harvey was nervous. No, cross that: he was about ready to run away in terror, all these girls flirting with him. And what they thought.
-That boy has the skinniest little butt I have ever seen,- thought a brunette, smiling at him, and fluttering her eyelashes. -Looks good on him-
-Come on, pretty-boy,- thought one who had just mega-flittered with him, her black hair framing her picturesque heart-shaped-face. -Take the bait! Then you're mine.-
-Stupid new kid,- thought one of the rare boys from across the room. -How come he gets all the girls fawning over him? He's just been here an hour!-
-He's like, soooo, hot,- thought another girl, this time a bosomy blonde.
It didn't take Harvey too long to run away screaming from hearing the rather *cough* randy thoughts of the girls.
"'Vait 'Arvey!"
"'es! 'Vait!"
Harvey took refuge under his bed in the dormitory; he glared at Sirius, who also was there. The poor dog had been cooed and petted at all day, annoying him into a fit of peevishness. He growled.
"Nooooo," Harvey said, glaring at him. "I am NOT going back out there! It's dangerous!"
-I know,- Sirius thought irritably. -Geeze, can't this kid get a life?-
Harvey whacked his dog on the nose.
***
It took a while for Hannah to get to the Great Hall, but she made it, and she found Maya sitting at the Gryffindor table, with several large tomes at her side, taking notes on a sheet of parchment. She was about to wave, and run over to her friend, when she ran right into someone.
"Oh," that someone said, blinking his misty gray eyes. "It's you. Hannah." Hannah then recognized him as the boy from the train: Leo. He wore the red turtleneck of Gryffindor, and for some reason, Hannah kept thinking he should be in Slytherin, not Gryffindor. But she shook that thought out of her head quickly.
"Good to see you again, He-Who-Is-Not-A-Malfoy," she said cheerfully with a smile. The blonde boy blushed.
"Yeah," he mumbled, and cracked his fingers. "Well, got to go." With that, he scurried off, and left Hannah alone.
"Hannah?" said a familiar, chirpy voice. "Is that you?" She turned around, and saw a slightly familiar face. Round and cherubic, with blonde hair done in bouncy ringlets, and bright blue eyes, Hannah couldn't believe that she was seeing her cousin.
Diana Dursley.
"Oh my gosh," the girl said giddily, giggling. "I never thought I'd see you here!"
"I never thought you'd be here," Hannah said truthfully, "let alone I'd see you here!" Diana giggled again.
"Oh, Papa was furious," she said with a big smile. "But he didn't want me to do anything. Abnormal by accident. So I'm here!" That was when Hannah noticed the green turtleneck under the girl's black robes.
"What house are you in," Hannah asked with a thoughtful look at her cousin as they walked down to the tables.
"Oh," giggled Diana, "that's an easy one Hannah! I'm a Slytherin!" She giggled again, and twirled. "They're all pretty disgusted with me, you know? Said I was too happy." She then got a devious look that didn't match the rest of her. "Do you know any good. Tricks to play, perhaps?" Hannah groaned; Maya was bad enough with her devious schemes, but with Diana, things would be ten times worse.
"You don't?" Diana said with a pout. "Well, then, do you know anybody who can tell me?" Then she noticed that they were going to the Gryffindor table, and squeaked a bit. "Sorry, I like have to go! See you around Hannah!" She then ran off with a wave. Hannah blinked. This was too much, too fast. She shook her head, and finally made it to Maya.
"'ook oo 'ong enough," said Maya around a heavily buttered piece of toast.
"Sorry," Hannah said apologetically. "I saw some people I knew." Maya finished her toast and proceeded to lick her fingers, and dig into the half- eaten bowl of cereal in front of her.
"Well," chuckled Maya with a grin. "This sure is gonna tickle your fancy!" She stuck a spoon full of cereal in her mouth. Hannah personally detested cereal; she preferred oatmeal. So she grabbed a bowl and stuffed in milk, butter, and plenty of syrup.
"Wha'?" questioned Hannah, in the middle of her own breakfast.
"Your dad told you about his old Potions teacher, right?" Maya queried, draining her bowl, and grabbing her glass of orange juice for a chug.
"Duh," Hannah replied, with an exasperated face. "I've heard so many horror stories about that old bat that I could write a book about him!" Maya snickered as she began to hurriedly put her books away.
"Well, you're definitely in for a surprise then," she said mysteriously, and snickered again. She then glanced at her watch. "Come on, let's go Hannah; we don't wanna be late for our first class!" She grabbed Hannah's arm, and dragged her from the table.
"Hey!" she whined, looking longingly at her oatmeal. "I wasn't done yet!"
"You snooze you loose," Maya replied, not letting go of Hannah for a moment. "Believe me, you do not want to be late for this particular class."
***
Maya held a secret little grin as she watched the look of distaste as Hannah took a good look at her surroundings. They were in the dungeons of Hogwarts, and it was wet, dank, drippy, cold. Everything that Hannah didn't like in a room. So it was interesting to see such a funny face on Hannah; she didn't get much more disgusted than that. Little did the uneducated heathen Hannah was knew, she was about to have her first class of Potions. Maya dug out of her pocket a band to tie her hair back; didn't want that floating in her concoction, whatever that was.
"So who's the teacher Maya?" Hannah asked, twirling a bit of her hair around a finger.
"That is for me to know, and you to wonder," Maya said with a wink. Oh, how she loved teasing Hannah in this way. Just wait until she knew Hogwarts better, then things would become so very interesting.
"Quiet," snapped a quiet, silky, stern voice. The tone made the entire class shut up; not many had the talent of shutting kids up so quick. While they had been chatting, nobody had noticed the man who now stood at the head of the classroom come in. He had pale skin, probably from hardly stepping out of the school. He had slimy looking black hair that was intermediately streaked with gray, and here and there a bit of white, and he possessed quite a large nose. His dark eyes held the tinge of faint disgust, and his face seemed locked in a perpetual sneer.
Maya knew her guesses had been correct. She snuck a look to Hannah, and saw that the girl was staring open-mouthed.
"I am Professor Snape, teacher of this class," he said, the sneer on his face somehow creeping into his voice. "You most likely have heard of me from your parents. Whatever they told you is completely and utterly." Here he paused, obviously for dramatic effect. ".True." The class then decided to gulp simultaneously. His eyes surveyed all of them, pausing to etch the face in memory. When he finally reached Hannah and Maya, far in the back, he heaved a gusty sigh.
"Looks like Potter and Weasley have spawned," he drawled. "I thought I would have died before I had to deal with two more of them." Diana, who was on the Slytherin side of the room, stifled a giggle. Snape glared at her reproachfully. Diana stopped giggling.
"Today, you will be taking a test to see how inept you are," he said, his sneer becoming positively evil. "Prepare yourselves."
***
Hannah was glaring at Maya. Oh yes, she was annoyed.
"Why didn't you tell me he was still alive?" she whined. Maya just looked insanely pleased with herself.
"Because," she said with that annoying grin of hers, "I wanted to see how you would react. It was hilarious. Onto Transmogrification!" Hannah's eyebrow twitched as she watched Maya happily walk.
"This. . . Is going to be hell. . ." Hannah muttered, stomping behind her friend who was so happy she was almost singing.
***
Hannah wasn't that surprised when she saw her Practically-an-Aunt Ginny lying on her desk in the Transmogrification room, but it startled her a bit. She thought that Ginny had just been there to like, um, help with Herbology, not teach one of the hardest classes that Hogwarts had to offer! And besides, it was a bit unnerving to see the teacher lying stomach-down on her desk.
Hannah hadn't really seen Aunt Ginny for. Oh, five years or so when her aunt had gone with Charlie to Romania to help with dragons. And she hadn't really taken a good look at Ginny last night, since she was very tired. Since she had the chance, she took it. Ginny had grown out her bright red hair into a curly mane tied loosely back with a little leather strap. Freckles still took over most of her face, and her large brown eyes were still expressive as ever. She was still tiny, and had grown very lithe. Her dark blue robes were less flowing then the other teacher's, probably an old habit from chasing those dragons. The woman checked her watch, and jumped off the desk with a grin.
"Welcome one and all to Transmogrification!" she said cheerily. "I'm Professor Weasley, and this is my first year teaching this class!" The students blinked, and stared at their teacher, those who had come from Potions glad that she wasn't like their other Professor.
"In this class, you will be learning the art of changing one thing to another," Ginny stated, grabbing her wand from her desk. "Such as this!" She pointed to her desk, muttered a spell, and it changed into the biggest beanbag chair known to man. The Professor sank down into it, and happily sat in Indian style.
"Also, in my class," she continued, ignoring the gaping looks of the students, "you shall learn to become an Animagus. This was not a normal part of Transmogrification until, oh, fifteen years or so ago." The familiar redhead tapped her chin thoughtfully. "It started in my sixth year to be precise. That is when you will begin to learn the study. It normally takes a person one or two years to learn it in our classes. Would you like me to demonstrate?"
"Yes Professor!" called out a girl in Hufflepuff yellow. "Would you please show us?" Ginny smiled, and then, she began to change. It was very quick, and quite magnificent. First, a smiling woman was sitting on a giant purple beanbag chair, and then, a fox was grinning toothily at them. A vixen to be precise. Then she quickly became the young woman once more. She glanced at her chair, pointed her wand at it, and it turned back into her desk (she was still sitting on it cross-legged though).
"Well," she said, clapping her hands together. "Ready to turn matches into needles?"
End
Silvie: *beaming* I wrote it!
Shim: . That's because you've been supremely lazy and haven't written a thing for AGES.
Silvie: Hey! I just wasn't INSPIRED then!
Juliet: ^^;; No fighting, please.
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Silvie: I have a neeeeew couple obsession! *waves her banner some more* They're SOOOOOO cute!
Shim: *whining* Why can't you just be normal and like H/H?
Silvie: P I like being different. *insert huge raspberry here*
Shim: Grrr! *replies in like*
Juliet: You guys. Need to get a life. THIS FIC WAS MY IDEA!!! MIIIIIIIIIIIIINE!!
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