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CHAPTER TWO: STARK RAVING MAD
It was early in the morning on a crisp clear late August day, and Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was bustling with people.
"Keep up now, you wouldn't want to get lost!" Professor Snape called to his half awake daughter Autumn.
"I'm coming, I'm..." Autumn let out a long yawn and stretched her arms as they reached the teacher's lounge.
Inside the room were all of the professors at Hogwarts and their newly returning Headmaster, Albus Dumbledore. Brief introductions were made and then, the moment Autumn had been dreading since her return to England, her sorting began. There was no song to lift Autumn's secrets, just the old stool and threadbare hat.
"If you would, please sit on the stool and place the sorting hat on your head, it will determine what house you are to enter as you start your 6th year here." Professor McGonagall said in a serious tone, everything about her seemed serious to Autumn, the way her hair was pulled into a tight bun, the way her lips formed a tight light pink line, even the way her robes hung on her shoulders. Autumn approached the stool, at first she was afraid it would fall apart when she sat down, then once she had gotten seated, the nervousness of the possibility of being sorting into Slytherin House kicked in. She could hear a voice whispering in her ear:
Hmmm, interesting wand. . .the brother wand of Dumbledore! Proves power. . .pureblood, a knack for the dark arts? Sounds like a classic Slytherin! Wait, what's this. . .well, in that case lets make it...
"GRYFFINDOR!" The sorting hat shouted, a look of udder astonishment and surprise passed over the professors' faces.
"gryffindor? Gryffindor?! GRYFFINDOR!?!?!!" Severus Snape was red with anger and embarassment now.
"Now Severus, there is no need to yell, Autumn cannot decide which house she is sorting into, the sorting house does that." There was that unmistakable twinkle in Dumbledore's eyes. As the Headmaster and the Potionsmaster were bickering, Autumn snuck out of the room.
She walked quickly down a long narrow corridor, and the light from the early morning's dawn crept slowly through the tall victorian windows. It was a beautiful day and Autumn wanted to hurry up so she could enjoy it. If she hadn't of stopped to pick up her wand she had dropped, she would have run right into the Malfoys and a strange boy who looked out of place.
"O, hallo." Lucius said coldy, his wife was with him, but Draco was no where to be found.
"Good Morning." Autumn felt to anxious to be polite.
"Have you met Malachi Lestrange?" Narcissia questioned
"No, I can't say I have. . ." Autumn let out an involuntary shudder at the sound of Malachi's name.
"We really must be going, hope to see you again." And with that the Malfoys and the Lestrange boy left. Even after Autumn had returned back to her loft in London she couldn't get the erie picture of Malachi Lestrange's pale, cold, unemotional blue eyes from haunting her mind.
September First-Kings Cross Train Station, Paltform nine and three quarters
It was a normal day, like any other, except it was the first day of the new school year and bright red hogwarts train was being filled with overjoyed, and some less enthusiastic passengers. Autumn and Ginny had found each other while waiting at Platform Nine and Three Quarters. They were, now, currently sitting in a compartment with Harry, Ron, and Hermione. There was a pleasant chatter about when Hermione screamed.
"What in Merlin's name!" Hermione jumped up into the seat.
"It's just Trevor, you know, Neville's toad." Ron picked up the intruder and showed him to Hermione.
"He loses that thing every year!" Ginny complained
"I will take it to him, it will be nice to meet some other students." Autumn said. With Trevor clasp in her hands and with a description of Neville Longbottom in her mind she setted out, looking down each of the trains corridors.
Just as she was about to give up and head back to her compartment, after meeting quite a few new people, Autumn heard a small squeek, like a whimper.
"Please Pansy, Malfoy, give him back!" the small round faced boy begged
"I don't have your bloody toad Longbottom!" Malfoy spat
"But you do have to pay the price for buggi-" but the pug faced girl standing next to Draco Malfoy was cut off byt Autumn
"i have your toad, Neville. I found him in my compartment, I was looking for its owner." She handed Neville his toad and he smiled gratefully up at her.
"Who are you?" Pansy Parkinson demanded
"I should ask the same of you, bullying people like so." Autumn couldn't stand people who were disrespectful of others like Pansy had been to Neville
"I am Pansy Parkinson, Draco Malfoy's girlfriend, and Slytherin Prefect." Pansy said proudly, she extended her hand, but Autumn folded her arms across her chest while giving Draco a quizzical look.
"My name is Autumn Snape, how unfortunate to meet you, Pansy." Autumn said coldly.
"Snape? Ohhh, I heard about you, your Professor Snape's daughter, the one who disgraced him by being sorted into Gryffindor instead of Slytherin."
Autumn smiled. She turned to Neville and told him to head back to his compartment, he thanked her and left. She stared coldly at Malfoy for a second, then shifted her glance to Pansy.
"You must be Stark Raving Mad to think I would ever lower myself to a level of such filth as to be a Slytherin and stand next to either of you." Autumn turned and walked away, leaving a very mad Pansy Parkinson and even angrier Draco Malfoy standing in her wake.
A/N: Review and I will give you a Toad shaped cookie!!!!! :-]
Disclaimer: I do not own anything Harry Potter associated(thats a hard word to spell. . .siriusly!)
CHAPTER TWO: STARK RAVING MAD
It was early in the morning on a crisp clear late August day, and Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was bustling with people.
"Keep up now, you wouldn't want to get lost!" Professor Snape called to his half awake daughter Autumn.
"I'm coming, I'm..." Autumn let out a long yawn and stretched her arms as they reached the teacher's lounge.
Inside the room were all of the professors at Hogwarts and their newly returning Headmaster, Albus Dumbledore. Brief introductions were made and then, the moment Autumn had been dreading since her return to England, her sorting began. There was no song to lift Autumn's secrets, just the old stool and threadbare hat.
"If you would, please sit on the stool and place the sorting hat on your head, it will determine what house you are to enter as you start your 6th year here." Professor McGonagall said in a serious tone, everything about her seemed serious to Autumn, the way her hair was pulled into a tight bun, the way her lips formed a tight light pink line, even the way her robes hung on her shoulders. Autumn approached the stool, at first she was afraid it would fall apart when she sat down, then once she had gotten seated, the nervousness of the possibility of being sorting into Slytherin House kicked in. She could hear a voice whispering in her ear:
Hmmm, interesting wand. . .the brother wand of Dumbledore! Proves power. . .pureblood, a knack for the dark arts? Sounds like a classic Slytherin! Wait, what's this. . .well, in that case lets make it...
"GRYFFINDOR!" The sorting hat shouted, a look of udder astonishment and surprise passed over the professors' faces.
"gryffindor? Gryffindor?! GRYFFINDOR!?!?!!" Severus Snape was red with anger and embarassment now.
"Now Severus, there is no need to yell, Autumn cannot decide which house she is sorting into, the sorting house does that." There was that unmistakable twinkle in Dumbledore's eyes. As the Headmaster and the Potionsmaster were bickering, Autumn snuck out of the room.
She walked quickly down a long narrow corridor, and the light from the early morning's dawn crept slowly through the tall victorian windows. It was a beautiful day and Autumn wanted to hurry up so she could enjoy it. If she hadn't of stopped to pick up her wand she had dropped, she would have run right into the Malfoys and a strange boy who looked out of place.
"O, hallo." Lucius said coldy, his wife was with him, but Draco was no where to be found.
"Good Morning." Autumn felt to anxious to be polite.
"Have you met Malachi Lestrange?" Narcissia questioned
"No, I can't say I have. . ." Autumn let out an involuntary shudder at the sound of Malachi's name.
"We really must be going, hope to see you again." And with that the Malfoys and the Lestrange boy left. Even after Autumn had returned back to her loft in London she couldn't get the erie picture of Malachi Lestrange's pale, cold, unemotional blue eyes from haunting her mind.
September First-Kings Cross Train Station, Paltform nine and three quarters
It was a normal day, like any other, except it was the first day of the new school year and bright red hogwarts train was being filled with overjoyed, and some less enthusiastic passengers. Autumn and Ginny had found each other while waiting at Platform Nine and Three Quarters. They were, now, currently sitting in a compartment with Harry, Ron, and Hermione. There was a pleasant chatter about when Hermione screamed.
"What in Merlin's name!" Hermione jumped up into the seat.
"It's just Trevor, you know, Neville's toad." Ron picked up the intruder and showed him to Hermione.
"He loses that thing every year!" Ginny complained
"I will take it to him, it will be nice to meet some other students." Autumn said. With Trevor clasp in her hands and with a description of Neville Longbottom in her mind she setted out, looking down each of the trains corridors.
Just as she was about to give up and head back to her compartment, after meeting quite a few new people, Autumn heard a small squeek, like a whimper.
"Please Pansy, Malfoy, give him back!" the small round faced boy begged
"I don't have your bloody toad Longbottom!" Malfoy spat
"But you do have to pay the price for buggi-" but the pug faced girl standing next to Draco Malfoy was cut off byt Autumn
"i have your toad, Neville. I found him in my compartment, I was looking for its owner." She handed Neville his toad and he smiled gratefully up at her.
"Who are you?" Pansy Parkinson demanded
"I should ask the same of you, bullying people like so." Autumn couldn't stand people who were disrespectful of others like Pansy had been to Neville
"I am Pansy Parkinson, Draco Malfoy's girlfriend, and Slytherin Prefect." Pansy said proudly, she extended her hand, but Autumn folded her arms across her chest while giving Draco a quizzical look.
"My name is Autumn Snape, how unfortunate to meet you, Pansy." Autumn said coldly.
"Snape? Ohhh, I heard about you, your Professor Snape's daughter, the one who disgraced him by being sorted into Gryffindor instead of Slytherin."
Autumn smiled. She turned to Neville and told him to head back to his compartment, he thanked her and left. She stared coldly at Malfoy for a second, then shifted her glance to Pansy.
"You must be Stark Raving Mad to think I would ever lower myself to a level of such filth as to be a Slytherin and stand next to either of you." Autumn turned and walked away, leaving a very mad Pansy Parkinson and even angrier Draco Malfoy standing in her wake.
A/N: Review and I will give you a Toad shaped cookie!!!!! :-]