Disclaimer: Dude, I am NOT doing a disclaimer… I'm a WRITER, not a LAWYER. Draco, darling?
Draco: NO!
Hermione: I want to be a lawyer… or an auror… or an assassin… I haven't really decided yet…
AndryRocks: Then do my disclaimer!
Hermione: Fine… AndryRocks doesn't own anything she's not supposed to, which includes the ever-so-lovely Hermione, the git Malfoy and the-
Draco: Make that a sexy git…
AndryRocks: Children, settle down now!
Harry: help…….me…..
A/N: Thanks to
Pretty Padfoot: Thanks for the review… I appreciate it. And cliffhangers suck when you read them, but they are really fun to write…oh and I read your story but my computer is waaaayyy wacko, so I couldn't review… I thought it was really funny
And To
missmcweir: It's more like, will Hogwarts get used to the exchangees… and I hate just writing, "I don't own stuff" so I thought I'd make the disclaimer interesting. I'm glad you like it!
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A/N 2: I am sooooo sorry for the late review... my computer wouldn't let me go online... sigh... I really need a new computer...
The doors opened to reveal a mob of students. However, there was no way you could mistake anyone of them for a Hogwarts student. They were lounging around, chewing gum, listening to there enchanted i-pods, and chatting like the world depended on it.
"Dear god." Dumbledore murmured, though no one seemed to hear him.
Suddenly, the students heard a voice from the back of the crowd.
"Excuse me-
"Out of my way-
" MOVE!"
The crowd quickly parted to make room for what seemed to be one of the professors. A very young professor. She seemed to be about twenty-eight, 5'6", and thin. Her robes were obviously of a high quality and emphasized her willowy figure. She looked a little harassed for a moment, and then organized her windblown hair with a flip of her wand. Finally, she cleared her throat and walked up to Dumbledore.
"Headmaster," she said in a sweet voice, " It's been absolute ages since I last saw you. We really must catch up on some things."
"Of course, Giselle, but we really must do that in private. I believe the students are waiting for an explanation." And indeed, the great hall had become deathly silent.
"Right you are Albus," Giselle said with as much venom as she could muster (which, the students were to learn, was quite a bit). She turned to the Hogwarts students with a dazzling smile. "I am Headmaster Exstans (A/N: for all you poor folks who don't speak Latin, that means 'towering') and these," at this, she gestured at the hundred-odd students behind her, "are my top 117 students. They WILL NOT be sharing dorms with you, but you will be seeing them in classes and at ball and festivities."
"They should be treated like Hogwarts students." Dumbledore interjected. "And because you don't know them, tomorrow night we will be having a welcome feast. 117 of you will receive owls at dinner telling you who you will be paired up with from Cuxana. I want you to show them around Hogwarts." He glared over his half moon specticals at the Slytherin table, "And please TRY to show them what they should see.
"Headmaster, we really should leave them to get to know each other."
"You took the words right out of my mouth."
At this, the two headmasters as well as all the teachers got up and exited the great hall. The doors slammed shut, leaving the students alone.
A/N: I seem to really like ending my chapters with doors opening and closing… oh well. If you haven't noticed, I am obsessed with the period button. Tell me if it bothers you.
THANKS AGAIN TO Pretty Padfoot and missmcweir
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