"A Child's Hope" by Canopus Carina
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Key: "speech" 'thought' /emphasis/ *parceltongue* ~Letter~
Disclaimer: I do not own anything Harry Potter or Severitus Challenge.
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Updated every Saturday Morning! Everyone reading, please read the paragraphs after the story and answer the question.
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Chapter Eight: PARTY!
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"Are you seriously going to take Potions willingly?" Ginny continued, "I'm with Ron, that's just crazy."
"It's sometimes good to face your worst subject," Luna said mysteriously, "I mean, he can't not just decide to become an Auror and not have Potions."
"Exactly," Hermione seconded. Before, Luna and Hermione didn't get along, but over the summer, they seemed to make up for their differences. The guys didn't like this one bit, though, since they were both pro- organization and studying a couple of months early.
Conversation stopped as everyone got up to say hello to each other.
"It's so good to see you again," Mrs. Weasley said sweetly, "how are you now? Feel any different?"
"Mum keeps going on about 'Sweet Sixteen' and it being some important change," Fred said, coming up behind his mother.
"Don't know what the big deal is..." George continued.
"We went through it..."
"...but it could be a disease..."
"...that we are immune to."
"It could be something..."
"...non twins are harmed from..."
"...but we wouldn't know..."
"...as we are twins!"
Harry just looked at the twins as though he was in a tennis match, watching the ball continuously going across the court. Sometimes it would be so hard to figure out which one was which, but all those years in the same common room taught him the difference.
"Don't mind them, Harry," Ginny said, shaking her head in amusement, "they have been at it all day, scaring poor Neville. Well, anyway, here you go!"
Harry showed them the small table that they were to put the presents on and it wasn't long until the table was crowded with gifts. Not knowing what to do, Harry sat down and was immediately surrounded by friends.
"So how was your summer, dear?" Mrs. Weasley asked, making sure he was getting plenty of food to ear, "It is so quiet without the other children here."
"Ron said the same thing," Hermione informed them, "you get use to it after awhile."
"Are you hungry?" Harry asked, still new to the birthday party concept.
Thankfully for him, Hermione saw his confusion and helped him out. "Let's have cake!"
"I second that!" Ron said happily.
"You only want food," Hermione scolded.
"What's the problem with that?"
Mrs. Weasley, not wanting Harry's birthday to go wrong, glared at them. Fortunately for them, they saw the clue to 'Shut Up!' and quieted down, waiting for the cake to come. An angry Mrs. Weasley yelling at you wasn't something most... sane... people like to have.
Before they knew it, Professor McGonagall came out with a chocolate covered cake with red and gold candles. Surprisingly, most of the teachers that stayed at the castle were singing "Happy Birthday," one of those absent would be Professor Snape.
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While this was all happening, someone was watching from the head table alone. He didn't understand how the Savior of the Wizarding World could seem as if he never had a birthday party. Was all his years of lecturing and picking on the boy worthless as he was mentally tortured before? But why was it that he couldn't block his mind out from the inside? Wouldn't someone that lived with a troubled childhood be able to block their mind?
Of course the answer wouldn't come to Professor Severus Snape as he watched Harry and his friends get their piece of cake. All he could think about were his questions about the boy's childhood... not that he cared or anything, he just wondered.
What he didn't know is that he would start to care in a matter of weeks...
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Everyone took a piece of cake, which turned out to have a vanilla filling, and starting eating.
"Food! Where art thou?" Ron cried out randomly. When Harry looked up, he could see that it wasn't really randomly as Ron had just finished his piece of cake.
"No more," Hermione replied happily.
"Why do you have to be so cruel to me?" Ron asked, still poking at his cleared cake plate.
"Because it's fun," was the simple answer as she turned back to Harry. "It seems as if mostly everyone is almost finished, so why don't you open some of your presents?"
Harry nodded and took one of the boxes from the pile. Upon opening it, he found a note:
Harry,
Lily always had this in her house and she kept saying that "the greatest husband in the world" had given it to her. It seems as if James knew what to get her! Sirius wanted to give it to you for your sixteenth birthday, but it seems as if I'm the one to pass it on.
Hope you like it,
Remus Lupin
Harry looked back into the box to find a crystal lily about half his arm length. He became speechless as he turned up to Remus to thank him, finding that he couldn't, he flung his arms around him.
"Its okay, Harry," Remus said softly, "I know how you feel... why don't you continue with your presents?"
"Of course!" George cried out, trying to lighten the mood.
"Why don't you take ours?" Fred asked, giving Harry the gift.
Harry, knowing not to accept anything from the Weasley twins, eyed the two suspiciously.
"Don't worry, Harry," Ginny reassured him, "I watched them wrap it and they didn't have their wands with them, meaning there aren't any spells."
"Thanks, Gin."
Harry, still suspicious, opened the present aimed at the twins, just in case something popped out. It turned out to be harmless, but the contents could be proven differently. Inside, Harry could find many different tricks and jokes that he could use during the year.
"This will be used well," Harry said, looking though the contents, "but not right now." He put the box to the side.
"Here Harry," Neville said confidently, handing him an average sized box, "Luna and I decided, since we don't know you as much as Ron, Hermione, or Ginny do, that we would get one together."
"Thanks," Harry replied, taking the offered gift.
Harry took off the red wrapping paper quickly and opened the box to see an ebony figurine that had carvings of the six student's animagus forms...
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From Canopus: YAY! Another chapter! Everyone needs to know that I update every Saturday, as early as I wake up. My AIM is K091288, feel free to IM me (but tell me who you are). If you want me to tell you when a new chapter is up, just tell me in a review.
Reviews: I'm sorry, but I'm really tired and I'm writing this at ten o'clock my time, but I promise that I'll post responses next chapter... especially since that is when you find out if you were correct. I have the points totaled except the points for the vote for chapter seven.
Vote for Chapter Nine: Who do you think should be the pairings? I don't like, nor can write, some of them, but I want to know your ideas. I'm not a person who can write descriptive romance (though I like to read it, hehe) so it will be most likely implied.
Houses: If you don't know what house you should be in, I found a sorting that actually has questions that matter (unlike harrypotter.com). I have the web address on my bio, it's really good!
Contact: If you want me to send you a notice when I update the story, please put your email address on a review. Anyone who wants to talk, whether it's just a 'hi' or you don't understand something, my AIM is K091288.
Extra Credit! Anyone who has information on the ashwinder can get ten points for telling me it. I have seen what it looks like and I like it, so I'm putting it in my story, but I don't have any info on it!
* * * * *
Key: "speech" 'thought' /emphasis/ *parceltongue* ~Letter~
Disclaimer: I do not own anything Harry Potter or Severitus Challenge.
* * * * *
Updated every Saturday Morning! Everyone reading, please read the paragraphs after the story and answer the question.
* * * * *
Chapter Eight: PARTY!
* * * * *
"Are you seriously going to take Potions willingly?" Ginny continued, "I'm with Ron, that's just crazy."
"It's sometimes good to face your worst subject," Luna said mysteriously, "I mean, he can't not just decide to become an Auror and not have Potions."
"Exactly," Hermione seconded. Before, Luna and Hermione didn't get along, but over the summer, they seemed to make up for their differences. The guys didn't like this one bit, though, since they were both pro- organization and studying a couple of months early.
Conversation stopped as everyone got up to say hello to each other.
"It's so good to see you again," Mrs. Weasley said sweetly, "how are you now? Feel any different?"
"Mum keeps going on about 'Sweet Sixteen' and it being some important change," Fred said, coming up behind his mother.
"Don't know what the big deal is..." George continued.
"We went through it..."
"...but it could be a disease..."
"...that we are immune to."
"It could be something..."
"...non twins are harmed from..."
"...but we wouldn't know..."
"...as we are twins!"
Harry just looked at the twins as though he was in a tennis match, watching the ball continuously going across the court. Sometimes it would be so hard to figure out which one was which, but all those years in the same common room taught him the difference.
"Don't mind them, Harry," Ginny said, shaking her head in amusement, "they have been at it all day, scaring poor Neville. Well, anyway, here you go!"
Harry showed them the small table that they were to put the presents on and it wasn't long until the table was crowded with gifts. Not knowing what to do, Harry sat down and was immediately surrounded by friends.
"So how was your summer, dear?" Mrs. Weasley asked, making sure he was getting plenty of food to ear, "It is so quiet without the other children here."
"Ron said the same thing," Hermione informed them, "you get use to it after awhile."
"Are you hungry?" Harry asked, still new to the birthday party concept.
Thankfully for him, Hermione saw his confusion and helped him out. "Let's have cake!"
"I second that!" Ron said happily.
"You only want food," Hermione scolded.
"What's the problem with that?"
Mrs. Weasley, not wanting Harry's birthday to go wrong, glared at them. Fortunately for them, they saw the clue to 'Shut Up!' and quieted down, waiting for the cake to come. An angry Mrs. Weasley yelling at you wasn't something most... sane... people like to have.
Before they knew it, Professor McGonagall came out with a chocolate covered cake with red and gold candles. Surprisingly, most of the teachers that stayed at the castle were singing "Happy Birthday," one of those absent would be Professor Snape.
* * * * *
While this was all happening, someone was watching from the head table alone. He didn't understand how the Savior of the Wizarding World could seem as if he never had a birthday party. Was all his years of lecturing and picking on the boy worthless as he was mentally tortured before? But why was it that he couldn't block his mind out from the inside? Wouldn't someone that lived with a troubled childhood be able to block their mind?
Of course the answer wouldn't come to Professor Severus Snape as he watched Harry and his friends get their piece of cake. All he could think about were his questions about the boy's childhood... not that he cared or anything, he just wondered.
What he didn't know is that he would start to care in a matter of weeks...
* * * * *
Everyone took a piece of cake, which turned out to have a vanilla filling, and starting eating.
"Food! Where art thou?" Ron cried out randomly. When Harry looked up, he could see that it wasn't really randomly as Ron had just finished his piece of cake.
"No more," Hermione replied happily.
"Why do you have to be so cruel to me?" Ron asked, still poking at his cleared cake plate.
"Because it's fun," was the simple answer as she turned back to Harry. "It seems as if mostly everyone is almost finished, so why don't you open some of your presents?"
Harry nodded and took one of the boxes from the pile. Upon opening it, he found a note:
Harry,
Lily always had this in her house and she kept saying that "the greatest husband in the world" had given it to her. It seems as if James knew what to get her! Sirius wanted to give it to you for your sixteenth birthday, but it seems as if I'm the one to pass it on.
Hope you like it,
Remus Lupin
Harry looked back into the box to find a crystal lily about half his arm length. He became speechless as he turned up to Remus to thank him, finding that he couldn't, he flung his arms around him.
"Its okay, Harry," Remus said softly, "I know how you feel... why don't you continue with your presents?"
"Of course!" George cried out, trying to lighten the mood.
"Why don't you take ours?" Fred asked, giving Harry the gift.
Harry, knowing not to accept anything from the Weasley twins, eyed the two suspiciously.
"Don't worry, Harry," Ginny reassured him, "I watched them wrap it and they didn't have their wands with them, meaning there aren't any spells."
"Thanks, Gin."
Harry, still suspicious, opened the present aimed at the twins, just in case something popped out. It turned out to be harmless, but the contents could be proven differently. Inside, Harry could find many different tricks and jokes that he could use during the year.
"This will be used well," Harry said, looking though the contents, "but not right now." He put the box to the side.
"Here Harry," Neville said confidently, handing him an average sized box, "Luna and I decided, since we don't know you as much as Ron, Hermione, or Ginny do, that we would get one together."
"Thanks," Harry replied, taking the offered gift.
Harry took off the red wrapping paper quickly and opened the box to see an ebony figurine that had carvings of the six student's animagus forms...
* * * * *
From Canopus: YAY! Another chapter! Everyone needs to know that I update every Saturday, as early as I wake up. My AIM is K091288, feel free to IM me (but tell me who you are). If you want me to tell you when a new chapter is up, just tell me in a review.
Reviews: I'm sorry, but I'm really tired and I'm writing this at ten o'clock my time, but I promise that I'll post responses next chapter... especially since that is when you find out if you were correct. I have the points totaled except the points for the vote for chapter seven.
Vote for Chapter Nine: Who do you think should be the pairings? I don't like, nor can write, some of them, but I want to know your ideas. I'm not a person who can write descriptive romance (though I like to read it, hehe) so it will be most likely implied.
Houses: If you don't know what house you should be in, I found a sorting that actually has questions that matter (unlike harrypotter.com). I have the web address on my bio, it's really good!
Contact: If you want me to send you a notice when I update the story, please put your email address on a review. Anyone who wants to talk, whether it's just a 'hi' or you don't understand something, my AIM is K091288.
Extra Credit! Anyone who has information on the ashwinder can get ten points for telling me it. I have seen what it looks like and I like it, so I'm putting it in my story, but I don't have any info on it!