Disclaimer:
Don't own them
Title: Welcome
Pairings: uhhhm
Warning: sort
of slash,
Rating: PG13 or R whatever floats your boat man.
Summary: Hogwarts, like a carousel with splintered horses.
Presenting...
Hogwarts is a cheerful place much like a carousel. Painted new horses and colourful, everyone in it is happy and the music moves everyone along. Sure there are those petty rivalries, but its just like that lapse in the time during carousel rides. It stops and all seem dreary, but it'll start again. That might not be a sure thing. Like a carousel, your seven years at Hogwarts will start off slowly, then you go faster and faster as you continue to ride that you didn't notice it slow to a stop. Then how are you now?
Will you end up in a whore house much like Hermione Granger because Professor Snape just despises you. So you go somewhere where he might need you someday.
Or maybe Ron suits you more. Getting off the ride under the shadow of your famous best friend, getting choked by his leash... of fame. And when you come out, you'll just prove that Malfoy git right because you really are scum.
Of course not. You'll end up just like Ginny Weasley, overdosed with drugs and dizzy from the ride. Why? Because Harry Potter was blinded, is blind.
And speaking of Harry Potter. Who? You know? Saviour
of the wizarding world. Disappeared because the many turns of the
carousel is too much to take. So where can you find him now? Anywhere
besides Draco Malfoy's bed chambers begging to be fucked... to
what?
To forget.
Draco Malfoy. Cold, hateful, arrogant, bastard. Where is he too (in the chambers fucking Harry Potter.) But where is the soul he had dropped amidst the ride, where daddy promised he wouldn't let go, but threw it to the side. And now he fucks Harry Potter (who?) in hopes that his screams are loud enough to bring it back.
But
their not to blame. N'or you for choosing this wonderful school.
Dumbledore. Operator of the carousel. Wedges a rock into the engine
to give it the perfect speed. Perfect manipulator. But no, this time
its in too deep, pushed too far, and... oh! Watch out for your
fingers Headmaster. Don't get them stuck and get caught meddling with
their lives. And who's to pay now Albus?
Fred and George forced to
fuck and strip each other in gay bars?
Snape being sent to Azkaban
because Hermione just WOULDN'T stop?
And Neville.
Never
should have told the sorting hat to put him in Gryffindor where "he
belongs." The badger should not have entered the lions den, clad
in lions fur or he will be treated as such. Then he will begin to
think he were brave enough to add a spoonfull of ground glass to
Minerva's cup of coffee. And later on, thirty years post-Hogwarts, he
will be the new Dark Lord, screwing Harry Potter (who?) and Draco
Malfoy in Luscious' bedroom.
But despite that...
Hogwarts is a cheerful place much like a carousel with splintered horses and groans and creaks everytime the wind gets to blow it around. Take the rock embedded in the engine out and...
Welcome to Hogwarts.
