"What lesson?"I asked,puzzled.
Carla shook her blond head."That will not be discussed now,child.Be careful what you do.Consider your actions carefully.Do not make the same mistake again or I shall be very dissapointed in you."
"Do you have a problem with me making out with him?"I asked,becomming slightly annoyed.
"That is not what I have brought you there to do.No more of it."
"This is a dream."I said plainly."This is the most ridiculous,insane dream I've ever had in my life.Quirrell isin't real.And neither is this dream.And I've already learned my lesson.I've learned that chips and cheese and a burrito before bed doesn't agree with me."
Carla did not show any signs of irritation at my spouting off,her expression simply remained the same.
"This is not a dream,child.This is reality and in due time you will come to realize and except this.I have brought you to this world because you are the only one who can save a man who is in great danger.What this man desperately needs is help,and you are the one to givee it.I am returning you to where you left off now.Remember my words and do not forget the accent."
She clapped and dissapeared before my eyes.I was left standing in darkness.I stood there,all alone,breathing heavy.Suddenly the darkness lifted in a loud whoosh and I found myself sitting in the chair in front of Quirrell's desk.I felt sick with embarrassment,even though I knew what I had done had been reset.He knew nothing of it.
"S-So you n-n-need a new wand,eh?"He asked,smiling sweetly.
I nodded.
He stood up and I watched mesmerized as he opened a wooden trunk with polished brass handles,pulling out a handful of wands.
He walked over to me and handed me one of them,setting the rest on his desk.I could see his hand was trembling badly.But I knew it was all an act.Right now he had Voldemort camping out on the back of his head.My eyes wandered up to his turban and pictured Voldemort resting there,listening to every word.Struggling to control his breaths.I picked up the wand in my own shaky hand.
"G-Give it a little swish a-and s-see w-w-what happens."
"Okay."I stood up,pointed at an hourglass laying on the desk and yelled "WinGAAARdium LeviOsa!!"and gave the wand a smooth swish followed up by a hard flick.
To my astonishedment the hourglass levitated two feet above the desk.I raised the wand slowly,as if pulling up a wooden puppet.The hourglass rised.Suddenly it fell to the desk with a loud crash,sending glass everywhere.Quirrell and I both jumped,startled."Sorry."I whispered,setting the wand down.
"T-That's t-the wand for you,alright."He said with a little laugh.He pointed the wand at the pile of shattered glass and sand and muttered "Repairo."and the hourglass resumed it previous form.
McGonagall came up from behind me,giveing me a bit of a start.I forgot she was even watching.
"That was wonderful!Who taught you Wingardium Leviosa?"
"Warwick Davis and Emma Wa-I mean....the man who tested me to see if I was a witch.He was kind enough to teach me that little one."
"Is that the only spell you know?"
I considered my answer for a moment.
"Yeah.Only Wingardium Leviosa."
"Well,that's certainly a nice start,isin't it?I'd say you're going to be a fine student tommorow."
Quirrell walked around to the front of the desk,picked up the wand,and handed it to me.
I grasped the wand,hardly noticeing it at all.I stared up into his eyes transfixed.I knew that in the movie his eyes had changed color.Sometimes they were brown,sometimes they were gray,sometimes they were blue,and sometimes they were green.Right now they were brown.Chocolate brown.A wonderful brown,I thought dreamily.
"I-It's thirteen inches long,cedar,st-stiff,and m-m-made of dragon hearstrings."
I nodded."M'kay."
I stood up,examing the wand.It smelled good.Like cedar.
"Well,we'd better get you some dinner."Said McGonagall. "I imagine you must be hungry."
"Not really."I said,barely listening,still staring at Quirrell.
"I'm going to go conjure up some dinner for her,Quirinus."She said.
Quirinus.So his name was Quirinus,just like on the trading cards.That's what I thought.
He nodded."O-Okay.N-Now that you mention it,Minerva....I think I'll j-join her.I'm pr-pretty famished myself."
My heart skipped a beat.Dinner with Quirrell.I was going to eat dinner with Quirrell! Maybe we could have a little discussion about his travels to Albania.....
Carla shook her blond head."That will not be discussed now,child.Be careful what you do.Consider your actions carefully.Do not make the same mistake again or I shall be very dissapointed in you."
"Do you have a problem with me making out with him?"I asked,becomming slightly annoyed.
"That is not what I have brought you there to do.No more of it."
"This is a dream."I said plainly."This is the most ridiculous,insane dream I've ever had in my life.Quirrell isin't real.And neither is this dream.And I've already learned my lesson.I've learned that chips and cheese and a burrito before bed doesn't agree with me."
Carla did not show any signs of irritation at my spouting off,her expression simply remained the same.
"This is not a dream,child.This is reality and in due time you will come to realize and except this.I have brought you to this world because you are the only one who can save a man who is in great danger.What this man desperately needs is help,and you are the one to givee it.I am returning you to where you left off now.Remember my words and do not forget the accent."
She clapped and dissapeared before my eyes.I was left standing in darkness.I stood there,all alone,breathing heavy.Suddenly the darkness lifted in a loud whoosh and I found myself sitting in the chair in front of Quirrell's desk.I felt sick with embarrassment,even though I knew what I had done had been reset.He knew nothing of it.
"S-So you n-n-need a new wand,eh?"He asked,smiling sweetly.
I nodded.
He stood up and I watched mesmerized as he opened a wooden trunk with polished brass handles,pulling out a handful of wands.
He walked over to me and handed me one of them,setting the rest on his desk.I could see his hand was trembling badly.But I knew it was all an act.Right now he had Voldemort camping out on the back of his head.My eyes wandered up to his turban and pictured Voldemort resting there,listening to every word.Struggling to control his breaths.I picked up the wand in my own shaky hand.
"G-Give it a little swish a-and s-see w-w-what happens."
"Okay."I stood up,pointed at an hourglass laying on the desk and yelled "WinGAAARdium LeviOsa!!"and gave the wand a smooth swish followed up by a hard flick.
To my astonishedment the hourglass levitated two feet above the desk.I raised the wand slowly,as if pulling up a wooden puppet.The hourglass rised.Suddenly it fell to the desk with a loud crash,sending glass everywhere.Quirrell and I both jumped,startled."Sorry."I whispered,setting the wand down.
"T-That's t-the wand for you,alright."He said with a little laugh.He pointed the wand at the pile of shattered glass and sand and muttered "Repairo."and the hourglass resumed it previous form.
McGonagall came up from behind me,giveing me a bit of a start.I forgot she was even watching.
"That was wonderful!Who taught you Wingardium Leviosa?"
"Warwick Davis and Emma Wa-I mean....the man who tested me to see if I was a witch.He was kind enough to teach me that little one."
"Is that the only spell you know?"
I considered my answer for a moment.
"Yeah.Only Wingardium Leviosa."
"Well,that's certainly a nice start,isin't it?I'd say you're going to be a fine student tommorow."
Quirrell walked around to the front of the desk,picked up the wand,and handed it to me.
I grasped the wand,hardly noticeing it at all.I stared up into his eyes transfixed.I knew that in the movie his eyes had changed color.Sometimes they were brown,sometimes they were gray,sometimes they were blue,and sometimes they were green.Right now they were brown.Chocolate brown.A wonderful brown,I thought dreamily.
"I-It's thirteen inches long,cedar,st-stiff,and m-m-made of dragon hearstrings."
I nodded."M'kay."
I stood up,examing the wand.It smelled good.Like cedar.
"Well,we'd better get you some dinner."Said McGonagall. "I imagine you must be hungry."
"Not really."I said,barely listening,still staring at Quirrell.
"I'm going to go conjure up some dinner for her,Quirinus."She said.
Quirinus.So his name was Quirinus,just like on the trading cards.That's what I thought.
He nodded."O-Okay.N-Now that you mention it,Minerva....I think I'll j-join her.I'm pr-pretty famished myself."
My heart skipped a beat.Dinner with Quirrell.I was going to eat dinner with Quirrell! Maybe we could have a little discussion about his travels to Albania.....