Chapter four: And so it begins.
After the feast proved to be somewhat amusing for the girls. They'd gone back to the feast and met a few Slytherin sixth years. Millicent Pucey, a tall brunette with coke bottle glasses, was the first they were welcomed by. Following that, they met Adrian Goyle- a short 7th year pretty blond with brown highlights and a pointy nose- and Torrenia Mistin- an average heightened witch with black hair and an eyebrow ring in 6th year. The three girls were most eager to find out about Beauxbatons, and the twins found themselves making up insane things.
"Oh yeah, they have a ceiling just like this, except its always starry, never clouded."
"Really? Does it ever change to sunshine?" asked an eager first year named James Thomas.
Shane laughed.
"Actually, it does during the day, and even sometimes at night."
Rhoswen giggled.
"Oh sister, don't forget the mascot. Orianne would be most displeased if you failed to mention her."
Shane stifled a laugh.
"Oh yes, of course. Orianne is our two-headed dragon. We found her egg, and hatched her, and once we set her free, she refused to leave. She's really very nice, until you upset her. She's a fire breather, and tends to set fire to the dormitories."
Rhoswen and Shane bit their lips to hide their laughter as the Slytherins around them exclaimed their amazement.
The rest of the meal went by in a blur, as the twins bluffed their way through the details of their former school.
After that was over, the girls waved the rest of the table back to the dormitory, by saying that 'they'd join them shortly'.
They then proceeded to their father, who sat comradely speaking with a much younger Professor McGonagall, who appeared to be almost the same age as Albus Dumbledore.
Their father, seeing them, bade 'good night' to the other staff members, and walked towards his daughters. He smiled at them.
"Enjoying yourselves so far, dears?"
Shane and Rhoswen smirked at each other.
"Yes, Pa. And you? How were you getting along with your... fellow educators?" teasingly asked Shane.
Snape smiled again.
"Actually, I was enjoying myself immensely. It's so nice to have a decent conversation with someone who has a brain."
The girls giggled. Their father placed an arm on either of the girl's shoulder's and guided them towards the front entrance.
"I believe we should find out which beds are ours in the Slytherin dormitories, don't you?"
The girls nodded and allowed themselves to be led to the Slytherin Dormitory entrance. There, Severus Snape spoke the password that Dumbledore had passed onto him.
"Snake Venom."
They entered into the common room, and were immediately given curious looks, as people came to meet their new Head of house.
Snape shook most of their hands, and tried to keep track of their names. After the rush faded, the three 'Macleods' sat on one of the common room couches. Moments later, Millicent, Adrian, and Torrenia were at their sides, introducing themselves to their new house head, and dragging the Twins away.
The two girls called a 'goodnight' to their father and followed the three giggling girls down a tunnel and up a small flight of stairs to stand before a birch door.
"This is the 7th year's room, and right next door, you'll find Millicent, and Torrenia," declared Adrian while Shane and Rhoswen feigned stupidity. They knew where everything was, seeing as how nothing changed 20 years in the future.
Waving 'goodnight' to the two girls that were headed to their own room, they entered the room after Adrian.
It was as it had always been- a round room with silver and green embroidered tapestries, and 6 four poster beds, all with a trunk and a table near the bed. Each 7th year's name was elaborately handwritten in silver at the end of the bed- a contrast to the mahogany wood.
Shane and Rhoswen looked over the room and saw that the end beds had their names in the beautiful handwriting. They went over and tested the beds. They were soft, and incredibly comfortable. In fact, they were so comfortable that the girls refused to remove themselves, while sleep crept up on them. It only took a few minutes, but after their heads hit the pillows, they were out like a light.
The next morning dawned bright and cheery. The girls were given their schedules by their father, as well as some used textbooks to tide them over till they could arrange that trip to Diagon Alley, and were sent to breakfast. After a good amount of food; their first class.
It was time for potions; Shane was ecstatic, while Rhoswen was a little worried. Its wasn't that she didn't like potions, and it wasn't that she wasn't good at it, but since that little accident that brought them back twenty years, she's become a little more than cautious.
Rhoswen and Shane sat near the back of the class, though there were two empty seats in the desk in front of them. The class had already started. The professor, named Cricket, also the head of Gryffindor, disliked the Slytherins very much. She seemed to have it in for them. It reminded both girls of their father's attitude towards the Gryffindors, making the situation seem ironic.
"Today class, you're going to be making a potion- 'Rocten Morseld'. If done correctly, you could tell if a person is a werewolf. It does not harm them for it is used by writing down the name of a person, and put a drop of the potion on it. It will glow red, if they are a werewolf, but otherwise glow white. You are going to write down the name of your partner and see if they are a werewolf."
There were a lot of whispers in the class. The classroom door flew open and two people came rushing in. It was Sirius and Remus.
"Sorry we're late Professor, but we had a little problem that needed to be taken care of." Sirius gave her one of his charming smiles.
"Quite alright, dears. Now I'm going to pair you up- sorry my dear Gryffindors, but it has to be done- with one of the Slytherins."
There were a lot or groans.
"Remus you'll sit with Shane."
Remus sat down beside Shane as Rhoswen sat beside Sirius.
"James you sit with Snape. Lily with Goyle." It went on and on till everyone in the class was paired up with a Slytherin or a Gryffindor, depending on which house you were from.
"Now you have until the end of class."
Professor Cricket went back to her desk.
"So what are we making?" Remus whispered quietly to Shane.
"Rocten Morseld."
Shane felt Remus stiffen beside her. She already knew he was a werewolf because he taught her in her last year before he too, was killed by Voldemort.
"Alright let's get going."
After they finished making their potions they wrote down their partner's name. Remus, shaking, put a drop on Shane's name. Shane pretended to put a drop on Remus's paper while charming it so his name glowed white. She may have been the daughter of a Slytherin, but she wasn't that cruel.
"Good, I see we have no monstrous werewolves here."
The Professor smiled at all her Gryffindors. Shane could practically feel her sister roll her eyes.
"It seems to me, Professor, that you have a strong dislike for werewolves," Shane bit out.
She felt her anger rise. Cricket turned to her, face set in a sneer.
"Yes it seems so."
She glared at Shane.
"Why? What have they done to you?" continued Shane.
"They exist, don't they!" Snapped the crazed teacher. "They are evil, uncivilized, and the causes of death! They cannot exist in a world of people!"
Shane could hear four growls. James, Peter, Rhoswen and Sirius were now glaring at Cricket.
"Then your no better then Voldemort."
There were a lot of gasps, as the teacher paled before turning red in the face.
"Never compare me to him. And twenty points from Slytherin for saying his name."
"'Fear of the name increases the fear of the thing itself.' And you're just like him, prejudice against those who are different. Just like Hitler with the Jews. Whites against the Blacks. You're repeating History here, Professor." Shane stood up her eyes flashing with silver fire. Cricket snarled as she leaned closely to Shane.
"Miss MacLeod, how do you know what a werewolf is? They are nothing but monsters, with blood thirst."
"Only during a full moon, but the rest of the time they are just like you and me. And my old teacher was a werewolf- he was gentle and kind, and he never raised his voice to anyone, not even to Voldemort. He was the best teacher I ever had. And he's a lot better than you."
Shane swung her bag over her shoulder and proceeded to leave the room before turning back.
"You're wrong! Werewolves aren't blood thirsty- only to humans. They keep their human minds when around animals." Rhoswen followed her sister out.
"Class dismissed."
Remus and Sirius tried to stand up but found that they couldn't. James and Peter looked at them.
"Why can't you get up?" Peter asked.
"Because we're glued to our seats by those two girls."
After the feast proved to be somewhat amusing for the girls. They'd gone back to the feast and met a few Slytherin sixth years. Millicent Pucey, a tall brunette with coke bottle glasses, was the first they were welcomed by. Following that, they met Adrian Goyle- a short 7th year pretty blond with brown highlights and a pointy nose- and Torrenia Mistin- an average heightened witch with black hair and an eyebrow ring in 6th year. The three girls were most eager to find out about Beauxbatons, and the twins found themselves making up insane things.
"Oh yeah, they have a ceiling just like this, except its always starry, never clouded."
"Really? Does it ever change to sunshine?" asked an eager first year named James Thomas.
Shane laughed.
"Actually, it does during the day, and even sometimes at night."
Rhoswen giggled.
"Oh sister, don't forget the mascot. Orianne would be most displeased if you failed to mention her."
Shane stifled a laugh.
"Oh yes, of course. Orianne is our two-headed dragon. We found her egg, and hatched her, and once we set her free, she refused to leave. She's really very nice, until you upset her. She's a fire breather, and tends to set fire to the dormitories."
Rhoswen and Shane bit their lips to hide their laughter as the Slytherins around them exclaimed their amazement.
The rest of the meal went by in a blur, as the twins bluffed their way through the details of their former school.
After that was over, the girls waved the rest of the table back to the dormitory, by saying that 'they'd join them shortly'.
They then proceeded to their father, who sat comradely speaking with a much younger Professor McGonagall, who appeared to be almost the same age as Albus Dumbledore.
Their father, seeing them, bade 'good night' to the other staff members, and walked towards his daughters. He smiled at them.
"Enjoying yourselves so far, dears?"
Shane and Rhoswen smirked at each other.
"Yes, Pa. And you? How were you getting along with your... fellow educators?" teasingly asked Shane.
Snape smiled again.
"Actually, I was enjoying myself immensely. It's so nice to have a decent conversation with someone who has a brain."
The girls giggled. Their father placed an arm on either of the girl's shoulder's and guided them towards the front entrance.
"I believe we should find out which beds are ours in the Slytherin dormitories, don't you?"
The girls nodded and allowed themselves to be led to the Slytherin Dormitory entrance. There, Severus Snape spoke the password that Dumbledore had passed onto him.
"Snake Venom."
They entered into the common room, and were immediately given curious looks, as people came to meet their new Head of house.
Snape shook most of their hands, and tried to keep track of their names. After the rush faded, the three 'Macleods' sat on one of the common room couches. Moments later, Millicent, Adrian, and Torrenia were at their sides, introducing themselves to their new house head, and dragging the Twins away.
The two girls called a 'goodnight' to their father and followed the three giggling girls down a tunnel and up a small flight of stairs to stand before a birch door.
"This is the 7th year's room, and right next door, you'll find Millicent, and Torrenia," declared Adrian while Shane and Rhoswen feigned stupidity. They knew where everything was, seeing as how nothing changed 20 years in the future.
Waving 'goodnight' to the two girls that were headed to their own room, they entered the room after Adrian.
It was as it had always been- a round room with silver and green embroidered tapestries, and 6 four poster beds, all with a trunk and a table near the bed. Each 7th year's name was elaborately handwritten in silver at the end of the bed- a contrast to the mahogany wood.
Shane and Rhoswen looked over the room and saw that the end beds had their names in the beautiful handwriting. They went over and tested the beds. They were soft, and incredibly comfortable. In fact, they were so comfortable that the girls refused to remove themselves, while sleep crept up on them. It only took a few minutes, but after their heads hit the pillows, they were out like a light.
The next morning dawned bright and cheery. The girls were given their schedules by their father, as well as some used textbooks to tide them over till they could arrange that trip to Diagon Alley, and were sent to breakfast. After a good amount of food; their first class.
It was time for potions; Shane was ecstatic, while Rhoswen was a little worried. Its wasn't that she didn't like potions, and it wasn't that she wasn't good at it, but since that little accident that brought them back twenty years, she's become a little more than cautious.
Rhoswen and Shane sat near the back of the class, though there were two empty seats in the desk in front of them. The class had already started. The professor, named Cricket, also the head of Gryffindor, disliked the Slytherins very much. She seemed to have it in for them. It reminded both girls of their father's attitude towards the Gryffindors, making the situation seem ironic.
"Today class, you're going to be making a potion- 'Rocten Morseld'. If done correctly, you could tell if a person is a werewolf. It does not harm them for it is used by writing down the name of a person, and put a drop of the potion on it. It will glow red, if they are a werewolf, but otherwise glow white. You are going to write down the name of your partner and see if they are a werewolf."
There were a lot of whispers in the class. The classroom door flew open and two people came rushing in. It was Sirius and Remus.
"Sorry we're late Professor, but we had a little problem that needed to be taken care of." Sirius gave her one of his charming smiles.
"Quite alright, dears. Now I'm going to pair you up- sorry my dear Gryffindors, but it has to be done- with one of the Slytherins."
There were a lot or groans.
"Remus you'll sit with Shane."
Remus sat down beside Shane as Rhoswen sat beside Sirius.
"James you sit with Snape. Lily with Goyle." It went on and on till everyone in the class was paired up with a Slytherin or a Gryffindor, depending on which house you were from.
"Now you have until the end of class."
Professor Cricket went back to her desk.
"So what are we making?" Remus whispered quietly to Shane.
"Rocten Morseld."
Shane felt Remus stiffen beside her. She already knew he was a werewolf because he taught her in her last year before he too, was killed by Voldemort.
"Alright let's get going."
After they finished making their potions they wrote down their partner's name. Remus, shaking, put a drop on Shane's name. Shane pretended to put a drop on Remus's paper while charming it so his name glowed white. She may have been the daughter of a Slytherin, but she wasn't that cruel.
"Good, I see we have no monstrous werewolves here."
The Professor smiled at all her Gryffindors. Shane could practically feel her sister roll her eyes.
"It seems to me, Professor, that you have a strong dislike for werewolves," Shane bit out.
She felt her anger rise. Cricket turned to her, face set in a sneer.
"Yes it seems so."
She glared at Shane.
"Why? What have they done to you?" continued Shane.
"They exist, don't they!" Snapped the crazed teacher. "They are evil, uncivilized, and the causes of death! They cannot exist in a world of people!"
Shane could hear four growls. James, Peter, Rhoswen and Sirius were now glaring at Cricket.
"Then your no better then Voldemort."
There were a lot of gasps, as the teacher paled before turning red in the face.
"Never compare me to him. And twenty points from Slytherin for saying his name."
"'Fear of the name increases the fear of the thing itself.' And you're just like him, prejudice against those who are different. Just like Hitler with the Jews. Whites against the Blacks. You're repeating History here, Professor." Shane stood up her eyes flashing with silver fire. Cricket snarled as she leaned closely to Shane.
"Miss MacLeod, how do you know what a werewolf is? They are nothing but monsters, with blood thirst."
"Only during a full moon, but the rest of the time they are just like you and me. And my old teacher was a werewolf- he was gentle and kind, and he never raised his voice to anyone, not even to Voldemort. He was the best teacher I ever had. And he's a lot better than you."
Shane swung her bag over her shoulder and proceeded to leave the room before turning back.
"You're wrong! Werewolves aren't blood thirsty- only to humans. They keep their human minds when around animals." Rhoswen followed her sister out.
"Class dismissed."
Remus and Sirius tried to stand up but found that they couldn't. James and Peter looked at them.
"Why can't you get up?" Peter asked.
"Because we're glued to our seats by those two girls."