Future's Twins
Chap. 2: Serenity's First Day
GoddessMoonLady
Diclaimer:
GML: Bonjour everyone!
Draco: Oh, no. She's learning French. As if her English isn't bad enough.
Harry: snicker Tell me about it.
GML: Shut it, both of you! My English is just fine!
Harry: Yeah. Riiiiiiiight.
GML: waks him in the back of the head Humph!
Snape: sigh Tell the people what your here to say and get on with it! You
can argue over how well you speak english later.
GML: Ok, ok! Crabby-ass
Snape: glares 15 pnts from Slytherin.
GML: Fuck. sigh I don't own 'HP'. Though if I did I'd certainly have
quite a few Horrors in line for Sevy here.
Snape: glare Don't call me Sevy!
GML: rolls eyes
Serenity and McGonagall finished their breakfast about a half hour later and prepered to set off. As they came out of the dungeons Serenity caught sight of a few students sitting in the Great Hall. There were only about fifteen as it was very early.
McGonagall led her out the door and down the path that she had traveled the night before coming to the castle. It was a rather peaceful morning. The sun was shining, the wind blowing, the kind of day where you simply want to go sit on the grass and lounge about.
The trip to Hogsmeade was a rather silent one. As they left the Hogwarts gates, McGonagall started giving her basic information about the school. She already knew this but listened anyway. The main thought in her mind was that she was living her Grandpa Damien's storys! She was going to be walking down the 'exact' same streets he walked when he was eleven.
Serenity Grinned. She was going to get to see her Grandpa when he was her age! Before he changed his name! She'll meet his best friends, the one's he's alway laughing about and calling his 'partners in crime'. She was pulled out of her thoughts as McGonagall intered a pub called 'The three broomsticks'. Another place from her Grandpa's storys. She went in eagerly.
McGonagall led her to a rather large fireplace. She retch up and pulled down a jar off the mantle, then turned back to Serenity.
"Now, I trust you've used Floo before?" A nod. "Good, When you get in say 'Diagon Alley'. Make certain you pronounce it correctly." With that she took a pince of powder for herself, through it into the fire, which turned green, and stepped in. "Diagon Alley" She vanished.
Serenity took a deep breath. She hated Floo. Why couldn't they just fly to London? She sighed then took a pinch of powder and through it in. "Diagon Alley!" She was off in a swirl of fireplaces. She passed several, then when she felt herself slowdown she reached out and grabbed onto sides of the fireplace to stop herself from falling flat on her face.
She stepped out of the fireplace and looked around. She was in another pub. She recognised it almost instantly. 'The Leaky Cauldron'. This is where her Grandpa had his first meal in the Wizarding world.
She also knew a lot about it from her History text. It stated that 'The Leaky Cauldron' was a staple in the Wizarding world. As it lead to Diagon Alley, almost every witch and wizard in the world has passed through these doors. A shame it was destroyed when Voldemort attacked Diagon Alley in 1999. The entrance to Diagon alley was moved to the back of 'The Witch Stop', a magical resteraunt that stands about a block from where 'TLC' use to be. Diagon Alley had to be completely rebuilt as well.
She spotted McGonagall waiting for her by the back door of the pub. She hurried toward her. "Sorry to keep you waiting, Madame, I always get so dissy in the Floo." She offered a slight smile.
"That's quite alright, now, follow me." She turned and made her way out the door into a small square quartyard. She pulled out her wand and tapped it on the brick wall at the very back. "Three up, two across. Got that?"
"Oui, trois up, and deux across. Got it." Serenity smiled, she had to keep reminding herself to slip in a few French words here and there in order to keep up apearences.
McGonagall nodded. A hole appeared in the wall in front of them. It started to get larger and larger till it turned into a walk way. Serenity stared at it in wonder. Her grandpa had told her how big of a surprise it had been for him in his year.
"We should probably start by getting your school robes." McGonagall led the way down the crowded street. Serenity's head turned every which way. She wished she had another set of eyes so she could see everything at once. It felt as though she'd stepped into a history exhibit. A living history exhibit. She walked down the streets picturing her Grandpa and brother making this same trip.
Professor McGonagall lead her to a shop with different colored robes in the window. In ancient gold lettering on the window were 'Madam Malkin's, robes for all accasions'. Serenity paused to examine the display before hurrying inside after the older woman. As soon as they were inside a dumpy little witch with a kind face apeared out of the back.
"Minerva! What a surprise. Shouldn't you be at the school?" Madam Malkin asked as she greeted her old friend and school mate.
"Verdin. I'm escorting a new exchange student from Beauxbatons to purchase her supplys and Uniforms."McGonagall motioned to Serenity.
Madam Malkin smiled happily, "Well, then come along dear. We'll get you measured and all set then. It'll only take a few moments."
Madam Malkin had Serenity stand on a stool as she took her measurements and fitted her uniforms. Serenity made a face of dislike when she saw the ancient, at least to her, grey skirt she would have to wear. The entire fitting took only about 30 minutes. The whole time she was gittery as she remembered Grandpa Damien's story of his first time in Madam Malkins. How he'd stood in this same spot. Afterward she paid, gathered her bags, bid the woman goodbye, and followed her Professor out of the shop.
McGonagall lead the way to the apothocary to purchase her potions supplys and the trinket shop for her cauldron and scales. That left only two stops Florsh and Blotts, and Olivanders.
Serenity had desided to purchase a new wand while she was in the past. It could cause trouble for her to use her current wand. She followed McGonagall to the corner shop with a faded sign over the door proclaiming it 'Olivander's, makers of fine wands since 382 B.C.' McGonagall opened the door and let Serenity in ahead of her.
Serenity stepped into the shop looking around. The place had the heavy silence feel of a library. She fiddled with her robe sleeve nervously. It was a habit she had inherated from their father, Devlan Kenaz. Suddenly a voice made her jump.
"Ah! Good morning." The voice was soft, "I was wondering when you would be getting around to my shop Miss Kenaz." The man had luminous, pale eyes that seemed to glow in the dimly lit room. His hair was sparse and white. Serenity twitched as he looked at her.
"Y-you knew I would be comming, Monsieur?" Serenity stuttered slightly.
The odd man smiled, "Yes, I remember when your brother came in here six years ago. Yes, you do look alike. Even with the glamour they have plased on him. Minerva McGonagall! Wonderful to see you, once more. 10 1/4 inches, Mahogany, perfect for Transfiguration! It's still in perfect order I believe?" He had turned to McGonagall before Serenity could ask him questions about her brother.
Minerva gave a stiff nod, "Yes, still in working order, now, Olivander, if you please? We still need to purchase her books and get back to Hogwarts."
"Ah, yes, yes. Which is your wand arm?" Serenity held up her right, "Good, good." He started taking her measurements, it was a moment before she noticed that the tape was measuring on it's own. She surpressed a shutter as she remembered her grandpa telling her how creepy Olivander was. And boy, was he right.
"That's enough." The tape fell to the floor, "Now! Give this one a try. 9 Inches, Cherrywood, dragon heartstring, quite stiff." He handed her the wand. She waved it. Nothing. She giggled as she remembered Grandpa telling her about how a glass vase had broken when he had tried his first wand.
It took them about 15 wands to find the right one. It was 10 inches, Willow, with a Unicorn hair center. Serenity was quite pleased with her wand. Even more so when he told her that her brother had perchased a wand quite similer, 12 inches, Willow, with a hair from the same Unicorn. So, they also had twin wands. Funny.
They left Olivander's and headed down the streets to the book store, 'Flourish and Blotts' to purchase her school books. Serenity was very thankful to get away from that creepy old man. She smiled as she stepped into the book store. She felt right at home instantly. Bookstores had been where she spent the most time whenever she went shopping.
"I'll fetch your requested books, you brows about a bit. Meet me back here in about 20 minutes." McGonagall instructed as she moved off. Serenity smiled. That was exactly what she was hoping the woman would say. She glanced around her, remembering her Grandpa telling her that in his second year a rediculous idiot named Lockheart had been signing his rediculously crappy books and a fight had broken out between Mr. Arthur Weasley and Mr. Lucius Malfoy. Serenity sneered at the thought of the bastard. She shrugged then looked around to deside where to start and instantly made her way to the History section. She chose a few books, The History of Wizardy 3rd adition, and The Wizarding world of the 1600s, then moved off to the Hexes and Jinxs section. She chose a few of these as well, 1001 ways to Jinx your friends (and not get caught), 51 hexs not to try at home, and Jinxs vs hexes the best of the best.
Just as she started to make her way back toward the counter another section caught her eye, It was the Quiditch section. She grinned as she chose four books from here as well, Hogwarts Quiditch players of the last 50 years, Quiditch through the Ages (The copy her Grandpa had given her was threadbere and faded), International Quiditch teams of the ages, and Advance tricks for the Chaser.
She was feeling quite pleased with her choises as she set them down on the counter along with the school books her professor had gotten. McGonagall had retreived her a set of all the school books, including the books for years 1-5. Serenity paid for them and they made their way back to The Leaky Cauldron. It was getting quite late and they had to get back so Serenity could change and get ready for her sorting at dinner in just 2 hours.
McGonagall took a pinch of floo powder from the pot on the mantle, threw it in, "The Hog's Head" She was off. Serenity did the same. She stopped once out of the fireplace to dust off the soot and followed her professor for the 15 minute walk back up to Hogwarts.
The entire walk Serenity thought about how exciting her day had been, and it wasn't over yet. The thought of the sorting made her stomach squirm. She was going to be sorted by the old school sorting hat. Her text books were constantly talking about how important the hat had been. About the fact that it had once belonged to Godrick Gryffindor himself. Serenity smirked. Her Grandpa had told her all about his time under the hat. Especially the song it had sung. A smile played across her lips as they intered the Hogwarts gates.
GML: Well? Heres chapter 2! Draco: Yeah, and it only took you a month. GML: puches Ds shoulder Prat! You weren't suppose to tell them that! Harry: Hey! Don't hit him! Draco: looks smug Harry: I'm the only one that can hit him! He's MY bitch! Draco: smug look fades glares I am NOT your bitch, Potter! Harry: smirks Really? So that's why you were crying my name while I was fucking your brains out. GML: Ok, guys, as much as I love to here the details of you little sessions, I need to finnish up here. So, Like I was saying, Like it? Don't? REVIEW!!! Draco: We'll see who's whos bitch. grabs H and drags him out of the room Snape: Not again.... sigh GML: snicker Gonna go watch this. Harry'll have Draco screaming his name in a matter of minutes. evil grin leaves room following the boys
Serenity and McGonagall finished their breakfast about a half hour later and prepered to set off. As they came out of the dungeons Serenity caught sight of a few students sitting in the Great Hall. There were only about fifteen as it was very early.
McGonagall led her out the door and down the path that she had traveled the night before coming to the castle. It was a rather peaceful morning. The sun was shining, the wind blowing, the kind of day where you simply want to go sit on the grass and lounge about.
The trip to Hogsmeade was a rather silent one. As they left the Hogwarts gates, McGonagall started giving her basic information about the school. She already knew this but listened anyway. The main thought in her mind was that she was living her Grandpa Damien's storys! She was going to be walking down the 'exact' same streets he walked when he was eleven.
Serenity Grinned. She was going to get to see her Grandpa when he was her age! Before he changed his name! She'll meet his best friends, the one's he's alway laughing about and calling his 'partners in crime'. She was pulled out of her thoughts as McGonagall intered a pub called 'The three broomsticks'. Another place from her Grandpa's storys. She went in eagerly.
McGonagall led her to a rather large fireplace. She retch up and pulled down a jar off the mantle, then turned back to Serenity.
"Now, I trust you've used Floo before?" A nod. "Good, When you get in say 'Diagon Alley'. Make certain you pronounce it correctly." With that she took a pince of powder for herself, through it into the fire, which turned green, and stepped in. "Diagon Alley" She vanished.
Serenity took a deep breath. She hated Floo. Why couldn't they just fly to London? She sighed then took a pinch of powder and through it in. "Diagon Alley!" She was off in a swirl of fireplaces. She passed several, then when she felt herself slowdown she reached out and grabbed onto sides of the fireplace to stop herself from falling flat on her face.
She stepped out of the fireplace and looked around. She was in another pub. She recognised it almost instantly. 'The Leaky Cauldron'. This is where her Grandpa had his first meal in the Wizarding world.
She also knew a lot about it from her History text. It stated that 'The Leaky Cauldron' was a staple in the Wizarding world. As it lead to Diagon Alley, almost every witch and wizard in the world has passed through these doors. A shame it was destroyed when Voldemort attacked Diagon Alley in 1999. The entrance to Diagon alley was moved to the back of 'The Witch Stop', a magical resteraunt that stands about a block from where 'TLC' use to be. Diagon Alley had to be completely rebuilt as well.
She spotted McGonagall waiting for her by the back door of the pub. She hurried toward her. "Sorry to keep you waiting, Madame, I always get so dissy in the Floo." She offered a slight smile.
"That's quite alright, now, follow me." She turned and made her way out the door into a small square quartyard. She pulled out her wand and tapped it on the brick wall at the very back. "Three up, two across. Got that?"
"Oui, trois up, and deux across. Got it." Serenity smiled, she had to keep reminding herself to slip in a few French words here and there in order to keep up apearences.
McGonagall nodded. A hole appeared in the wall in front of them. It started to get larger and larger till it turned into a walk way. Serenity stared at it in wonder. Her grandpa had told her how big of a surprise it had been for him in his year.
"We should probably start by getting your school robes." McGonagall led the way down the crowded street. Serenity's head turned every which way. She wished she had another set of eyes so she could see everything at once. It felt as though she'd stepped into a history exhibit. A living history exhibit. She walked down the streets picturing her Grandpa and brother making this same trip.
Professor McGonagall lead her to a shop with different colored robes in the window. In ancient gold lettering on the window were 'Madam Malkin's, robes for all accasions'. Serenity paused to examine the display before hurrying inside after the older woman. As soon as they were inside a dumpy little witch with a kind face apeared out of the back.
"Minerva! What a surprise. Shouldn't you be at the school?" Madam Malkin asked as she greeted her old friend and school mate.
"Verdin. I'm escorting a new exchange student from Beauxbatons to purchase her supplys and Uniforms."McGonagall motioned to Serenity.
Madam Malkin smiled happily, "Well, then come along dear. We'll get you measured and all set then. It'll only take a few moments."
Madam Malkin had Serenity stand on a stool as she took her measurements and fitted her uniforms. Serenity made a face of dislike when she saw the ancient, at least to her, grey skirt she would have to wear. The entire fitting took only about 30 minutes. The whole time she was gittery as she remembered Grandpa Damien's story of his first time in Madam Malkins. How he'd stood in this same spot. Afterward she paid, gathered her bags, bid the woman goodbye, and followed her Professor out of the shop.
McGonagall lead the way to the apothocary to purchase her potions supplys and the trinket shop for her cauldron and scales. That left only two stops Florsh and Blotts, and Olivanders.
Serenity had desided to purchase a new wand while she was in the past. It could cause trouble for her to use her current wand. She followed McGonagall to the corner shop with a faded sign over the door proclaiming it 'Olivander's, makers of fine wands since 382 B.C.' McGonagall opened the door and let Serenity in ahead of her.
Serenity stepped into the shop looking around. The place had the heavy silence feel of a library. She fiddled with her robe sleeve nervously. It was a habit she had inherated from their father, Devlan Kenaz. Suddenly a voice made her jump.
"Ah! Good morning." The voice was soft, "I was wondering when you would be getting around to my shop Miss Kenaz." The man had luminous, pale eyes that seemed to glow in the dimly lit room. His hair was sparse and white. Serenity twitched as he looked at her.
"Y-you knew I would be comming, Monsieur?" Serenity stuttered slightly.
The odd man smiled, "Yes, I remember when your brother came in here six years ago. Yes, you do look alike. Even with the glamour they have plased on him. Minerva McGonagall! Wonderful to see you, once more. 10 1/4 inches, Mahogany, perfect for Transfiguration! It's still in perfect order I believe?" He had turned to McGonagall before Serenity could ask him questions about her brother.
Minerva gave a stiff nod, "Yes, still in working order, now, Olivander, if you please? We still need to purchase her books and get back to Hogwarts."
"Ah, yes, yes. Which is your wand arm?" Serenity held up her right, "Good, good." He started taking her measurements, it was a moment before she noticed that the tape was measuring on it's own. She surpressed a shutter as she remembered her grandpa telling her how creepy Olivander was. And boy, was he right.
"That's enough." The tape fell to the floor, "Now! Give this one a try. 9 Inches, Cherrywood, dragon heartstring, quite stiff." He handed her the wand. She waved it. Nothing. She giggled as she remembered Grandpa telling her about how a glass vase had broken when he had tried his first wand.
It took them about 15 wands to find the right one. It was 10 inches, Willow, with a Unicorn hair center. Serenity was quite pleased with her wand. Even more so when he told her that her brother had perchased a wand quite similer, 12 inches, Willow, with a hair from the same Unicorn. So, they also had twin wands. Funny.
They left Olivander's and headed down the streets to the book store, 'Flourish and Blotts' to purchase her school books. Serenity was very thankful to get away from that creepy old man. She smiled as she stepped into the book store. She felt right at home instantly. Bookstores had been where she spent the most time whenever she went shopping.
"I'll fetch your requested books, you brows about a bit. Meet me back here in about 20 minutes." McGonagall instructed as she moved off. Serenity smiled. That was exactly what she was hoping the woman would say. She glanced around her, remembering her Grandpa telling her that in his second year a rediculous idiot named Lockheart had been signing his rediculously crappy books and a fight had broken out between Mr. Arthur Weasley and Mr. Lucius Malfoy. Serenity sneered at the thought of the bastard. She shrugged then looked around to deside where to start and instantly made her way to the History section. She chose a few books, The History of Wizardy 3rd adition, and The Wizarding world of the 1600s, then moved off to the Hexes and Jinxs section. She chose a few of these as well, 1001 ways to Jinx your friends (and not get caught), 51 hexs not to try at home, and Jinxs vs hexes the best of the best.
Just as she started to make her way back toward the counter another section caught her eye, It was the Quiditch section. She grinned as she chose four books from here as well, Hogwarts Quiditch players of the last 50 years, Quiditch through the Ages (The copy her Grandpa had given her was threadbere and faded), International Quiditch teams of the ages, and Advance tricks for the Chaser.
She was feeling quite pleased with her choises as she set them down on the counter along with the school books her professor had gotten. McGonagall had retreived her a set of all the school books, including the books for years 1-5. Serenity paid for them and they made their way back to The Leaky Cauldron. It was getting quite late and they had to get back so Serenity could change and get ready for her sorting at dinner in just 2 hours.
McGonagall took a pinch of floo powder from the pot on the mantle, threw it in, "The Hog's Head" She was off. Serenity did the same. She stopped once out of the fireplace to dust off the soot and followed her professor for the 15 minute walk back up to Hogwarts.
The entire walk Serenity thought about how exciting her day had been, and it wasn't over yet. The thought of the sorting made her stomach squirm. She was going to be sorted by the old school sorting hat. Her text books were constantly talking about how important the hat had been. About the fact that it had once belonged to Godrick Gryffindor himself. Serenity smirked. Her Grandpa had told her all about his time under the hat. Especially the song it had sung. A smile played across her lips as they intered the Hogwarts gates.
GML: Well? Heres chapter 2! Draco: Yeah, and it only took you a month. GML: puches Ds shoulder Prat! You weren't suppose to tell them that! Harry: Hey! Don't hit him! Draco: looks smug Harry: I'm the only one that can hit him! He's MY bitch! Draco: smug look fades glares I am NOT your bitch, Potter! Harry: smirks Really? So that's why you were crying my name while I was fucking your brains out. GML: Ok, guys, as much as I love to here the details of you little sessions, I need to finnish up here. So, Like I was saying, Like it? Don't? REVIEW!!! Draco: We'll see who's whos bitch. grabs H and drags him out of the room Snape: Not again.... sigh GML: snicker Gonna go watch this. Harry'll have Draco screaming his name in a matter of minutes. evil grin leaves room following the boys
