Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Harry Potter Characters, I just write
about them.and Dru once we get to him is purely Carissa's but she gave me
permission to lend him out for awhile.
And thanks for the tips about the paragraphing guys. I appreciated it.
When Lauretta came into the dining hall the next day she couldn't find Hallie so she sat with all the Quidditch players, the only people she ever really felt comfortable with.
"Can you believe they cancelled Quidditch?" Eric Alterby, a black haired fourth year was just saying.
"I know!" Renee Zalsky replied. She smiled at Lauretta as she sat down. "I was sure you would make Captain too Lauretta."
"Thanks." Lauretta said blushing.
"Are you going to enter the tournament?" Eric asked his eyes lighting up.
"Yhea," Lauretta replied nervously. She'd kind of hoped the topic would stay off of that. "But I'll never make it." She added quickly taking a small bite of her toast.
"Oh why not?" Renee asked. "You're decent at everything, Hogwarts would-"
She was interrupted as the owl post came in and a schedule, along with any other mail was dropped down in front of every student. Lauretta didn't get any other mail, but for once she tore open her schedule eagerly. She couldn't help but grin at the sight of her first class. It was Double Defense Against the Dark Arts with Gryffindor.
Lauretta barely made it to Defense Against the Dark Arts on time and she quickly scanned the room for a seat from the back so as not to attract attention to herself. Randall mouthed an apology to her, because all the seats around him were full and Lauretta just nodded.
She looked around for Hallie, but she was no where to be seen. Finally, Lauretta just sat down next to a girl she didn't remember who was wearing black lipstick and dark eye make up. The girl didn't even bat an eyelash at her. Lauretta just stared ahead nervously. The aura coming off this girl gave her the impression that if she stared at her for to long, Lauretta would be murdered.
"Good day class." Professor Snape said icily as he entered the room. "Since the Triwizard tournament will be starting in October , most likely you will lose all focus on your school work so until October we must get mostly the entire curriculum for the year in. This year we will be studying curses at the request of the new Headmistress. And in the light of the events of yesterday and-" He got a very nasty look on his face, and several students shuddered involuntarily. "Miss Grangers own lesson on curses when she was here at school, we are going to start on the unforgivable curses. Now I expect you all to take notes."
The girl next to Lauretta began tapping her long shiny black nails on the table as she pulled out her parchment. Lauretta stared at them curiously, and the girl turned and glared at her. Lauretta looked away quickly, scared again.
"Miss Weasley." Snape said crisply. "Can you tell me the three unforgivable curses?"
"Yes." The girl sitting next to Lauretta said.
Snape glared vehemently at her. "Three points from Gryffindor for your impertinence Miss Weasley. Tell us what they are then."
"The cruciatus, Imperius, and Avada Kedavra." She said sounding extremely bored.
Snape moved on and Lauretta just stared. She was a Weasley? But her hair wasn't even red! The girl caught her looking and glared again, and Lauretta quickly looked away.
"To cover these three curses we will be doing group term projects on them. There will be six groups of three and each group will be given a curse and the different aspects they are to focus on. I will tell you which aspect you will receive after you have gathered some background information. Now pick your groups carefully, because this project determines one third of your grade for the year." Snape gave the triplets a look as he said this.
The room rushed to get into groups. Lauretta knew with out even glancing his way that Randall would be with his brothers so she didn't even bother getting up. She would be with Hallie and. Lauretta looked around to see if anyone else was not in a group. There was only one, the gothic Weasley.
"So.erm.do you want to be in a group together?" Lauretta asked, twirling a brown curl around her finger nervously.
"Alright." The girl said shrugging.
A shadow fell over their table and Lauretta looked up at Professor Snape. She couldn't help but shrink back at his menacing look. "And do you have a group?" He asked.
"Yes sir." Lauretta squeaked, almost falling out of her chair. "The two of us and Hallie McMillian."
"Good." He responded. "And the three of you shall have the cruciatus curse." Snape went back up to the front of the class and resumed teaching.
The Weasley girl passed Lauretta note.
Meet me in the library during lunch.
Was the cryptic message. Lauretta nodded showing her consent.
During her next class, Divination, Lauretta could barely focus. Professor Patil for some strange reason favoured Lauretta and so she didn't notice Lauretta's lack of attention to her teachings. Lauretta was distracted by several things, the greatest which was the attack on the student yesterday. Every time there was a lull in the background noise she would hear the anguished screams echoing inside her brain. There was no real reason it should be bothering her. She didn't know the student, she hadn't seen the attack, it wasn't echoing through everyone else's brain.
"Your inner eye is very clouded today." Professor Patil stated, startling Lauretta out of her reverie.
"Umm. yes." Lauretta said sheepishly realizing that she hadn't even opened her star charts that the rest of the class was currently pouring over.
The way Patil looked at Lauretta gave her the uncanny feeling that she was looking at her thoughts, and Lauretta blushed, knowing that she had also been thinking about Randall too.
"I understand today, Miss Tonks, why don't you come over here and I'll fix you a cup of ginseng tea and maybe you'll feel better."
"Alright." Lauretta said hesitantly. She was certain that the other students would think she was a suck up, but she was grateful for Professor Patil's concern, the last thing she wanted to do was try focusing on class. She followed the professor over to a corner of the room where she was poured a steamy cup of tea. She carefully prepared it, adding just the write amount of sugar and honey and was grateful for the distraction.
When she was done Patil pointed to an ugly grey couch against the wall, swept up in the shadows. Lauretta sat on it wearily as the shadows made it look ancient, but when she sunk back into it, she was surprised to find it was the comfiest couch she'd ever sat on in her life.
"Would you like to tell me what's bothering you?" Patil asked, noting that Lauretta was now comfortable.
"Well, it's kind of stupid really." Lauretta said quickly looking down.
"Ahh. that's what you think, but your unconscious seems to be telling you otherwise doesn't it?" Patil said a smile playing at her lips. Lauretta was unsure as to whether or not she was joking with her. She hated when that happened. she never understood anything like that EVER.
"If it is bothering you so much it must be something serious." Patil said scooting closer to the edge of her seat in excitement. "We should maybe analyze what your inner sub conscience is trying to tell you."
Lauretta sighed inwardly. How had she even thought that Professor Patil would understand? Of course everything would have to do with divination. "Well I can't stop thinking about the attack yesterday." she muttered quietly, staring down at her hands that were now folded neatly in her lap. She sighed again, and looked up to meet the professor's eyes.
Patil's misty expression quickly solidified into a normal expression of logic and sense. "Ah yes." She said quickly, her voice firm and reassuring. "That is quite understandable dear. I was rather surprised myself that we haven't had more kids becoming upset about that. It was very traumatic to have one of our students attacked. I am pretty sure that it just didn't actually register in most of the students here. Here drinks some more tea, and I will write you a notice to have the rest of the day off."
Lauretta stared at her astounded. She could have the rest of the day off? Yes she did have a feeling that more students would have it register after this occurrence. But far be it for Lauretta to argue about getting out of divination. She quickly drank her tea, and then descended from the tower back into the main corridors of the school.
She went back to the Ravenclaw common room slowly, taking the time to look at most of the paintings, something that she barely ever had time to do, as she was busy scurrying off to her several activities, or to go to the library. She couldn't ever remember having a random day off like this.
Her heart sank when she remembered that she would have to go meat the gothic Weasley during lunch. On a day such as this, that was the last thing she wanted to do. Lauretta had no doubt that the abnormal Weasley girl would be mean, and vulgar, and would most likely make an easy enemy, now that Lauretta and Randall were becoming closer friends.
Lauretta just settled down in front of the now cold fireplace in the commons room, and studied the carved marble chimney, gazing over the depictions of various fairy tales that she had been told by a muggleborn acquaintance that were of purely muggle origin. She was rather curious about the various depictions, but had been to shy to ask anyone to hear the stories.
As Lauretta sat there, she felt herself beginning to become drowsy. Just as she was about to nod off, Hallie came into the room.
"I saw him." Hallie uttered, her face white, with that she collapsed on the floor, waking Lauretta up abruptly.
And thanks for the tips about the paragraphing guys. I appreciated it.
When Lauretta came into the dining hall the next day she couldn't find Hallie so she sat with all the Quidditch players, the only people she ever really felt comfortable with.
"Can you believe they cancelled Quidditch?" Eric Alterby, a black haired fourth year was just saying.
"I know!" Renee Zalsky replied. She smiled at Lauretta as she sat down. "I was sure you would make Captain too Lauretta."
"Thanks." Lauretta said blushing.
"Are you going to enter the tournament?" Eric asked his eyes lighting up.
"Yhea," Lauretta replied nervously. She'd kind of hoped the topic would stay off of that. "But I'll never make it." She added quickly taking a small bite of her toast.
"Oh why not?" Renee asked. "You're decent at everything, Hogwarts would-"
She was interrupted as the owl post came in and a schedule, along with any other mail was dropped down in front of every student. Lauretta didn't get any other mail, but for once she tore open her schedule eagerly. She couldn't help but grin at the sight of her first class. It was Double Defense Against the Dark Arts with Gryffindor.
Lauretta barely made it to Defense Against the Dark Arts on time and she quickly scanned the room for a seat from the back so as not to attract attention to herself. Randall mouthed an apology to her, because all the seats around him were full and Lauretta just nodded.
She looked around for Hallie, but she was no where to be seen. Finally, Lauretta just sat down next to a girl she didn't remember who was wearing black lipstick and dark eye make up. The girl didn't even bat an eyelash at her. Lauretta just stared ahead nervously. The aura coming off this girl gave her the impression that if she stared at her for to long, Lauretta would be murdered.
"Good day class." Professor Snape said icily as he entered the room. "Since the Triwizard tournament will be starting in October , most likely you will lose all focus on your school work so until October we must get mostly the entire curriculum for the year in. This year we will be studying curses at the request of the new Headmistress. And in the light of the events of yesterday and-" He got a very nasty look on his face, and several students shuddered involuntarily. "Miss Grangers own lesson on curses when she was here at school, we are going to start on the unforgivable curses. Now I expect you all to take notes."
The girl next to Lauretta began tapping her long shiny black nails on the table as she pulled out her parchment. Lauretta stared at them curiously, and the girl turned and glared at her. Lauretta looked away quickly, scared again.
"Miss Weasley." Snape said crisply. "Can you tell me the three unforgivable curses?"
"Yes." The girl sitting next to Lauretta said.
Snape glared vehemently at her. "Three points from Gryffindor for your impertinence Miss Weasley. Tell us what they are then."
"The cruciatus, Imperius, and Avada Kedavra." She said sounding extremely bored.
Snape moved on and Lauretta just stared. She was a Weasley? But her hair wasn't even red! The girl caught her looking and glared again, and Lauretta quickly looked away.
"To cover these three curses we will be doing group term projects on them. There will be six groups of three and each group will be given a curse and the different aspects they are to focus on. I will tell you which aspect you will receive after you have gathered some background information. Now pick your groups carefully, because this project determines one third of your grade for the year." Snape gave the triplets a look as he said this.
The room rushed to get into groups. Lauretta knew with out even glancing his way that Randall would be with his brothers so she didn't even bother getting up. She would be with Hallie and. Lauretta looked around to see if anyone else was not in a group. There was only one, the gothic Weasley.
"So.erm.do you want to be in a group together?" Lauretta asked, twirling a brown curl around her finger nervously.
"Alright." The girl said shrugging.
A shadow fell over their table and Lauretta looked up at Professor Snape. She couldn't help but shrink back at his menacing look. "And do you have a group?" He asked.
"Yes sir." Lauretta squeaked, almost falling out of her chair. "The two of us and Hallie McMillian."
"Good." He responded. "And the three of you shall have the cruciatus curse." Snape went back up to the front of the class and resumed teaching.
The Weasley girl passed Lauretta note.
Meet me in the library during lunch.
Was the cryptic message. Lauretta nodded showing her consent.
During her next class, Divination, Lauretta could barely focus. Professor Patil for some strange reason favoured Lauretta and so she didn't notice Lauretta's lack of attention to her teachings. Lauretta was distracted by several things, the greatest which was the attack on the student yesterday. Every time there was a lull in the background noise she would hear the anguished screams echoing inside her brain. There was no real reason it should be bothering her. She didn't know the student, she hadn't seen the attack, it wasn't echoing through everyone else's brain.
"Your inner eye is very clouded today." Professor Patil stated, startling Lauretta out of her reverie.
"Umm. yes." Lauretta said sheepishly realizing that she hadn't even opened her star charts that the rest of the class was currently pouring over.
The way Patil looked at Lauretta gave her the uncanny feeling that she was looking at her thoughts, and Lauretta blushed, knowing that she had also been thinking about Randall too.
"I understand today, Miss Tonks, why don't you come over here and I'll fix you a cup of ginseng tea and maybe you'll feel better."
"Alright." Lauretta said hesitantly. She was certain that the other students would think she was a suck up, but she was grateful for Professor Patil's concern, the last thing she wanted to do was try focusing on class. She followed the professor over to a corner of the room where she was poured a steamy cup of tea. She carefully prepared it, adding just the write amount of sugar and honey and was grateful for the distraction.
When she was done Patil pointed to an ugly grey couch against the wall, swept up in the shadows. Lauretta sat on it wearily as the shadows made it look ancient, but when she sunk back into it, she was surprised to find it was the comfiest couch she'd ever sat on in her life.
"Would you like to tell me what's bothering you?" Patil asked, noting that Lauretta was now comfortable.
"Well, it's kind of stupid really." Lauretta said quickly looking down.
"Ahh. that's what you think, but your unconscious seems to be telling you otherwise doesn't it?" Patil said a smile playing at her lips. Lauretta was unsure as to whether or not she was joking with her. She hated when that happened. she never understood anything like that EVER.
"If it is bothering you so much it must be something serious." Patil said scooting closer to the edge of her seat in excitement. "We should maybe analyze what your inner sub conscience is trying to tell you."
Lauretta sighed inwardly. How had she even thought that Professor Patil would understand? Of course everything would have to do with divination. "Well I can't stop thinking about the attack yesterday." she muttered quietly, staring down at her hands that were now folded neatly in her lap. She sighed again, and looked up to meet the professor's eyes.
Patil's misty expression quickly solidified into a normal expression of logic and sense. "Ah yes." She said quickly, her voice firm and reassuring. "That is quite understandable dear. I was rather surprised myself that we haven't had more kids becoming upset about that. It was very traumatic to have one of our students attacked. I am pretty sure that it just didn't actually register in most of the students here. Here drinks some more tea, and I will write you a notice to have the rest of the day off."
Lauretta stared at her astounded. She could have the rest of the day off? Yes she did have a feeling that more students would have it register after this occurrence. But far be it for Lauretta to argue about getting out of divination. She quickly drank her tea, and then descended from the tower back into the main corridors of the school.
She went back to the Ravenclaw common room slowly, taking the time to look at most of the paintings, something that she barely ever had time to do, as she was busy scurrying off to her several activities, or to go to the library. She couldn't ever remember having a random day off like this.
Her heart sank when she remembered that she would have to go meat the gothic Weasley during lunch. On a day such as this, that was the last thing she wanted to do. Lauretta had no doubt that the abnormal Weasley girl would be mean, and vulgar, and would most likely make an easy enemy, now that Lauretta and Randall were becoming closer friends.
Lauretta just settled down in front of the now cold fireplace in the commons room, and studied the carved marble chimney, gazing over the depictions of various fairy tales that she had been told by a muggleborn acquaintance that were of purely muggle origin. She was rather curious about the various depictions, but had been to shy to ask anyone to hear the stories.
As Lauretta sat there, she felt herself beginning to become drowsy. Just as she was about to nod off, Hallie came into the room.
"I saw him." Hallie uttered, her face white, with that she collapsed on the floor, waking Lauretta up abruptly.