DISCLAIMER: You know the drill-If you don't recognize it, it's mine, except for Alaina and Serenica, who belong to Alaina and Witch Green Eyes! All the rest belongs to the wonderful JK Rowling, whom I respect even though the death of Sirius deeply peeved me off.
Yay!!! Another chapter!!! I promised that this would be up a few days ago, but since it wasn't, I am making amends by making this chapter longer than the others. so without further ado, here's chapter 5 :)
Sit Vis Tecum --Chapter 5
When Sara opened her eyes that morning, everything was quiet and dark. Though it was still early, she felt wide awake. Pulling open the velvet hanging a bit, Sara saw a bit of light streaming through a narrow window near her bed. The sun had risen, but the bottom edge of it seemed to just hover over the horizon.
The watch on the nighttable to her left read 5:55 am. Sara pulled back the hangings on the bed and stepped onto the wood floor. She found her way to her trunk and pulled out her robes, having the intention of somehow finding the Owlery and visitng Athena. At this thought, she pulled out her now- finished letter to Ariana to give to Athena. Sara dressed, brushed her hair and silently left the room, pushing open the wooden door and stepping down the stone stairway into the common room. The fire in the room had burned itself out during the night, and a few charred logs remained. The room was empty, but who would be in the common room at 6:00 in the morning? Sara could see by the light of the rising sun that the portraits on the walls were snoozing peacefully in their frames.
Sara made her way out of from behind the statue of the eagle and headed down the route that Professor McGonagall had taken her last night, and found the staircase to the Great Hall. Sara gave a start when her foot hit the first stair and the noise reverberated through an empty corridor. She panicked. She was sure that she was being way too loud. She jumped back in terror. The last thing that Sara wanted to do was cause trouble. She stood in a tense, uncomfortable silence while the seconds seemed to drag on in her fright.
"Oh, it's alright, dear," a soft voice said gently behind her. Sara turned around and looked for the speaker, but found no one. "Over here, dear." Sara searched again, and this time a painting of an elderly woman smiled at her. She had white hair pulled back into a bun, and was wearing an everyday dress, sitting in a rocking chair and knitting. "Hello, and who might you be?" the woman inquired.
"S-Sara ma'am," she said tentatively.
"Aaaah, right you must be the new fifth year. I see you've been sorted into Ravenclaw house. Well done."
"Excuse me, but how did you know that?"
"Oh, dear, I can't travel much, but the other wiches and wizards in castle paintings come visit me often: bringing news, chatting over a cup of tea, exchanging gossip. Now, you looked like you were looking for something a minute a go, dear." The old woman sat back down in her chair and pulled a blanket from the side of her chair onto her lap.
"I was looking for the Owlery. Could you tell me where it is, please?"
"Of course,, honey. All you have to do," she explained this in the tone one would use while explaining to a toddler that 112. "Is go down this corridor to your left-- like you would to go back to Ravenclaw tower--turn right, go up two flights of stairs, go straight down the corridor, turn left after two corridors, go through the tapestry of the three women at tea, turn right,, keep going until you come to a narrow stone staircase, make sure you jup over the seventh and sixteenth steps so you don't get stuck, turn left at the first landing, then left again, go up the spiral staircase to the top, and you're there." The old woman smiled at Sara, who by now was extremely confused. She tried to smile.
"Thank you for your help, ma'am. I'll see you around, then." Sara told her. The old woman waved goodbye and went back to her knitting. Sara made to go back to Ravenclaw tower. Instead of turning down another corridor, she decided to lie low at Ravenclaw tower for a while. Paige could show her later where the Owlery was. Approaching the statue of the bronze eagle, she gave the password, and the statue sprang aside. Sara opened the heavy door and stepped through the passageway into the common room.
The room was deserted. Sara quietly made her way up the spiral staircase to her dormitory and pulled open the door. Paige was awake, dressed and tying a bandanna around her short, wavy hair. She looked at Sara and Sara could see a tiny wave of relief sweep over her face.
"Good morning," Sara said lamely. Paige rolled her eyes a bit.
"Where were you?"
"I tried to find the Owlery, but I got lost on the way...so I came back. What time is it?"
"Six-thirty," she said. "I'm going to go to breakfast early- I always do. Wanna come?" she smiled at Sara. Sara grinned.
"Sure," Paige put down her hairbrush and led the way back down the stairs, through the common room, and out into the corridor. As they walked down to the Great Hall, they began to talk.
"So why were you up so early this morning?" Paige inquired.
"Oh I woke up, and felt too awake to go back to sleep."
"Oh, ok." there was a pause as they started down the first staircase. "So how long have you been in England?"
"About three weeks."
"Really? Wow. When most people move, they do it at the beginning of the summer, to have time to settle in. How come you came so late?" Sara panicked. She didn't want to tell anyone yet, not about what really happened, what really brought her to England. She did some very quick thinking.
"Oh, um--my father was transferred here with his job, and we didn't know until later in the summer." She glanced over at Paige. The look of understanding on her face told Sara that she had bought the story.
"So what sort of job does your dad have?"
"He was a specialist in hyperbaric medicine." Sara's eyes widened in horror as she realized her mistake too late: She had used the past tense. Maybe Paige hadn't noticed. She had.
"Was?" she asked.
"Oh, um, I mean he still is...it's just he's become higher in that position. That's why we moved here. He is the director of a medical center specializing in that sort of thing that just opened up outside of London." Paige suddenly nodded in understanding.
"Oh, so that must be a muggle thing--Hybareplics, isn't it?" Sara laughed a bit. Half of it was in relief. Paige wouldn't know if a medical center had been opened in the muggle world or not!
"Yep, it's a muggle thing all right. Oh, here's the door." They had reached the heavy oak doors to the Great Hall. The doors swung open at their approach to reveal a cheerful Hall, whose enchanted ceiling was, today, a cheery blue with scattered white clouds. She saw that maybe a hundred or so students had already seated themselves at their respective House tables and were enjoying the bacon and eggs that were sitting on platters on each of the four long wooden tables. Paige led her across the hall to the Ravenclaw table, where they joined Noah and Christian, who had apparently arrived earlier.
"Morning, girls," Noah said cheerfully as Paige took the seat next to him as Sara sat beside Christian.
"Morning, Noah," Paige said cheerfully, pouring herself a glass of pumpkin juice.
"How was your first night here, Sara?" Christian inquired. Sara poured herself a glass of water and took a sip.
"It was fine, thanks." Sara helped herself to an English muffin and began buttering it as Lisa joined them, sitting beside Sara and spooning scrambled egg onto her plate. "Good morning, Lisa."
"Good morning Sara, and everyone else," she said, smiling widely at them all.
"You seem overly perky today," said Christian.
"Oi, she's always like that, mate!" Luke Finelli appeared and took the seat across from his twin sister. His remark earned him a slap on the wrist from Lisa.
"So Sara," Sara turned at the sound of Noah's voice, "First day of classes today--are you excited?" Sara continued preparing her breakfast, now spreading a thin layer of jam on the muffin.
"Not terribly, no," she responded without looking up. Luke's jaw dropped in mock horror.
"Oh, but whyever not?" he asked.
"Why would she want to?" Tabitha, Serenica and Alaina joined them and sat down, clearly interested in Sara's response.
"Because the only really new thing here for me will be my Arithmancy class. Don't know if I told you, but in the States, they start wizarding education at the age of 10 rather than 11, so I have had a year more education than you guys. So basically, since they don't have accelerated programs here or anything, so I have to sort of repeat the fifth year." She glanced around. The girls looked unfazed, having heard all of this the previous night, but Noah, Luke, Christian and Connor who had joined the rest moments earlier had expressions of mixed awe and horror on their faces.
"Geez," said Luke, "You yanks are messed up!" This earned him another slap from his twin.
"Luke, be nice," Lisa hissed under her breath. The rest of the students in earshot laughed, and to Lisa's surprise, so did Sara.
"Yes, you're right, Luke-- Americans do have a different way of doing things, but I do think that this is for the better." She finished spreading jam on her English muffin and looked up at the rest of them. "But I did get Professor McGonagall to put me in Arithmancy with the sixth years, so I will at least be up-to-speed there."
"That's cool," Paige said. "Maybe you'll see my sister while you're there. She's in Ravenclaw too."
"Yeah," Christian said. "So is my brother." After that point the talk shifted to their siblings. Sara contented herself with munching on her muffin, listening rather than talking. After a while, a sudden swooshing sound of hundreds of wings of owls filled the ceiling, taking Sara by surprise. She gasped audibly.
"Finally," said Alaina, absentmindedly twirling a lock of blonde hair around her index finger. "Mum should be sending a package of parchment, I totally forgot it for some reason." Sure enough, a large brown barn owl swooped down and dropped a package into Alaina's lap. Sara watched as other owls of various sizes and colors deliver packages and letters as diverse in appearance as the owls themselves into their owner's laps. Soon after, as Sara helped herself to a tangerine, a tiny little wizard maybe three feet tall came around handing out everyone's course schedules. When he finally got 'round to Sara, a grin spread across his face.
"Hello, Miss O'Hanlon. Welcome to Hogwarts! I am Professor Flitwick, Charms professor and Ravenclaw Head of House. It is a pleasure to meet you," He said, handing her a roll of parchment and shaking her hand. Sara smiled at him politely.
"Thank you, Professor. It is nice to meet you, too." Professor Flitwick beamed at her and continued to move down the table, handing out timetables to the rest of the Ravenclaws. Sara took the opportunity to unroll the parchment and look at her schedule:
SARA O'HANLON
RAVENCLAW HOUSE
MONDAY 9am HERBOLOGY with Hufflepuffs
1030am ANCIENT RUNES
1pm HISTORY OF MAGIC with Slytherins
230pm DOUBLE TRANSFIGURATION with Gryffindors
TUESDAY: 9am CHARMS with Gryffindors
1030am ARITHMANCY
1pm DAtDA with Gryffindors
3pm POTIONS with Slytherins and Gryffindors
WEDNESDAY: 830am SUPPLEMENTAL EDUCATION
10am DOUBLE HERBOLOGY with Hufflepuffs
1pm DIVINATION
3pm HISTORY OF MAGIC with Gryffindors
THURSDAY: 9am ANCIENT RUNES
11am CHARMS with Hufflepuffs
1pm ARITHMANCY
3pm DOUBLE DAtDA with Gryffindors
FRIDAY: 9am DOUBLE POTIONS with Slytherins
1130am DIVINATION
130pm TRANSFIGURATION with Gryffindors
3pm HISTORY OF MAGIC with Hufflepuffs
SATURDAY: FREE DAY
SUNDAY: 1130pm ASTRONOMY
Sara pored over her schedule. Today was Tuesday, as the first of September had been the previous day. Then her first class would be Charms with the Gryffindors. Sara noticed that Paige was looking over her shoulder, reading her schedule with interest.
"Hmmm, looks like your schedule is a bit tweaked-probably because of your advanced Arithmancy course-but-" she checked her own schedule, "-I have Charms and Defense against the Dark Arts with you. That's good, but it also looks like you'll be the only Ravenclaw in your potions class today. I have potions when you have Arithmancy, and it looks like most of the rest do, too." Tabitha inclined her head, tearing her gaze away from her timetable.
"We what?" she inquired, sitting up straighter and setting her schedule down for a moment.
"What class do you have today at 10:30?" Sara asked her. Tabitha picked up her schedule again and scanned it.
"Potions with the Hufflepuffs, why?" Sara frowned a bit.
"How about Basti and Alaina?" As they were both sitting near Tabitha, she yanked their timetables out of their hands ("Hey!") and looked them over briefly.
"Potions, and---Potions, why?" she asked for the second time, apparently unaware of the death glares that were being thrown at her from either side. Quickly catching the hint, Tabitha returned the timetables to their proper owners.
"Because Sara has her Arithmancy class then, which sticks her in a Potions class at three o'clock with the Slytherins and Gryffindors." The other fifth years were all casting her looks of both pity and confusion.
"Wait a sec, though," said Sebastian (Basti?) "I take Arithmancy, too, but there are no conflicts like that with my schedule." Sara almost rolled her eyes, but then remembered that he had not been there when she had explained the situation earlier in the morning. Sara filled him in on her dilemma, and then sat back and took a sip of her water, waiting for a response. Basti just shrugged.
"Oh," he said, "Alright, then." and embarassedly lowered his head, suddenly becoming extremely interested at the ham and eggs still on his breakfast plate.
Before long, it was eight o'clock, and Sara wanted to go back to the common room to prepare for her first class. She told Paige this, and she agreed to lead the way back to Ravenclaw House. They were soon accompanied by Alaina and Serenica, who were chattering excitedly about the start of classes. They rounded a corner on the fourth floor, passing the elderly woman who had tried to help Sara earlier, who smiled at Sara as she passed. They came to the front of the statue.
"Scarab beetle," Alaina said impatiently, and the eagle hopped aside and let them into the common room. It looked as if the house-elves had been in to clean: the fire was once again crackling in the grate, the array of torn bits of parchment and Drooble's Best Blowing Gum wrappers which had littered the floor earlier were gone, and (Sara saw as they went into the dormitory) the beds had all been made, complete with little cards on the pillows welcoming them all back to Hogwarts.
Sara crouched by her trunk, rummaging around inside it, gathering one-by- one the textbooks and other supplies she would need for Charms and Ancient Runes. She rounded up some parchment, a bottle of black ink (as she did not yet know rules concerning ink color) and a few ordinary quills. Finally fishing her copy of Advanced Numerogical Theory out of her trunk, she slammed the lid shut, neatly piling the materials on top of it.
"Why are you carrying so many books around?" Serenica asked. "It's only Charms and Potions first, and we don't have a book for potions."
"I don't have potions with you, remember?" Sara said as she began putting the books into her bag. "I have charms and Arithmancy first, and I am taking them in case I don't have time to come back here--there's a very good chance I could get lost between classes."
"Fair point," Paige agreed, shoving a box of potion ingredients into her own bag. By then Tabitha and Lisa had come back, and were packing their bags. Sara sat on her bed, bag having been ready for seveal minutes. She had horrible butterflies in her stomach and she tried in vain to suppress them, but soon found that pressing the palm of her hand on her stomach made the nervous feeling multiply by ten. She was startled out of her daydream when Paige, who occupied the bed to her right, picked up her backpack and sat on Sara's bed.
"Listen," she said soothingly. "You'll be fine." Sara gave her a feeble nod. "Do you want to go to class early? So you can meet Flitwick? Charms is one of my favorite classes--you are allowed to talk most of the time and it is really a lot of fun."
"Alright. Let's go, then," she said, and Sara slung her bag over her shoulder and, after looking back at the dorm for a moment (Alaina finishing up an essay she'd had to do for summer homework, and Tabitha braiding Serenica's long, dark hair), she followed Paige out the door and down the spiral staircase.
"So where exactly is the Charms classroom?" They emerged from the common room and started down the corridor.
"Oh, it's not far--it's just on the third floor." Within five minutes they were in the classroom and ten minutes early for class. Both set their bags down on nearby desks and sat down, waiting for class to start, not even Professor Flitwick was there yet. They sat in silence for what seemed like a lifetime: Sara suddenly felt too weak and self-conscious to talk. It was as if Paige could read her thoughts.
"Are you alright, Sara? You look sick."
"I don't feel great, truthfully," she admitted. "I guess it comes with the territory, being the new girl and all." She paused. "So what's Professor Flitwick like, anyway?"
"Short--very short," a familiar voice said jokingly behind her. Sara turned to see who had just entered the classroom and found herself face-to- face once again with James Potter. Right behind him was Sirius, both grinning at her.
"Good morning James, Sirius," she told them, grinning as well.
"And you, O'Hanlon," Sirius returned.
"Oh, please Sirius--cut the last-name crap." Lily Thompson appeared in the doorway, followed by Arabella, her dark hair swinging behind her. "Good morning, Sara."
"Morning Lily. Morning, Arabella." Arabella smiled in reply.
"So what were we talking about?" Lily inquired.
"You mean before you burst in here---"
"Sirius I'm warning you--"
"---Barging into people's private conversations like you own the place---" The sarcasm in Sirius' voice was quite detectable; Sara could tell that the two of them joked around a lot.
"All right, all right," James cried in exasperation. "Enough already! You are going to scare Sara.she's gonna think we act like this all the time!"
"But we do act like this all the time!"
"That's not the point!"
"What's the point, then?"
"AAARGH!!!! Black, I'm gonna kill you!" Lily cried, mocking James' exasperated tone of voice.
"There you go again---using my last name when you just got through telling me not to---"
"Sirius, would you like to be buried or cremated?"
"Guys, I think we---as in, you---are scaring Sara's friend," Arabella said calmly, pointing over Sara's shoulder. Paige stood off to the side, wearing an expression of confusion mixed with, Sara was surprised to see, a tiny hint of intimidation. Her face was also slighly pale. Sara laid her hand on Paige's shoulder and shook it gently. Her eyes suddenly snapped into focus.
"Geez, Sara, where are your manners?" James asked in a voice of mock scandalization. "Aren't you going to introduce us?" James put his arm around Lily's shoulders.
"Oh, right---um, guys, this is Paige,"she indicated her fellow Ravenclaw unnecessarily--Paige smiled through her nervousness. Off to the side, James and Sirius exchanged smirks. "And Paige, this," she indicated each of them in turn, "is Lily, James, Sirius, and Arabella." They smiled at Paige.
"So, umm, you're in Ravenclaw, then?" Sirius asked, looking as if he already knew the answer, but wanted to hear Paige's answer for himself, as confirmation.
"Yes, I am," said Paige, trying to control her shaking voice. Sirius and James exchanged looks of mischief. Lily noticed and elbowed James painfully in the ribs, causing him to wince. That moment, though, Sara heard voices coming down the hall that distracted her from James' whimpers of pain and Lily's glares at him and Sirius. She strained her ears to hear the voices, but this became quite unnecessary as the voices grew louder. The rest of them quieted to hear the shouting as well.
"No, I'm not!!!"
"Yes, you are!"
"No way!"
"You can't deny it---you are a bookworm!"
"Am not!" The voices of the two people were coming closer, Sara recognized both of them.
"You are so!"
"Am NOT!" Remus and Rena Lupin came around the corner and into the classroom. Remus' face was bright red, and Rena had laughter in her eyes. James forgot the pain and grinned. Sirius laughed.
"Are so!" he shouted, mocking Rena's tone of voice and laughing again. Sara noticed that his laugh sounded rather like the bark of a dog. Remus rounded on him.
"I'm so gonna kill you, Padfoot!"
"Are not!" once again, he mocked Rena's tone of voice. This caused both of the twins to glare at him.
"Would you like to be buried or creamated?" Rena spat at Sirius. This caused Lily to laugh out loud, and Arabella grinned.
"Now, now, no need to be violent, Miss Lupin." They all whirled around. Professor Flitwick, along with the majority of the class, were staring at them. Sara was appalled; she hadn't even realized that they were there. Looking around, the only people who had noticed their presence were Arabella and Paige. "Alright, settle down everyone, let's start class...take your seats." Sara was flushed. She sat down in her seat next to Paige, who looked mildly ill. Sara saw all of her fellow Ravenclaw fifth-years sitting around her, and a number of students she did not know sat with Lily and her friends on the opposite side of the room. Once everyone was seated, class began.
"Good morning, class," Professor Flitwick said cheerfully, clambering on top of the stack of books that allowed him to see over the top of his desk. "I hope you have all had a relaxing holiday. Now, first things first, please hand in the essays I've asked you to do over the summer." There was a sudden scramble and a rustling of parchment as students retrieved their homework.
"Oh, no---I've forgotten mine!" squeaked a pudgy boy with small, watery eyes that Sara recognized as Peter Pettigrew. Nobody else seemed to pay much attention to him, so Sara redirected her attention back to Professor Flitwick, who, with a sweeping of his wand, collected the essays.
"Now, I thought we would start the year with Unbreakable Charms. Before we begin practicing the charm, though, you'll need to copy these notes down--- " He waved his wand at the blackboard, and at once neat script writing appeared on it. Sara, of course, knew the information already, but dipped her quill into the inkwell on her desk and began to write.
Halfway through the hour, the scratching of quills ceased, and the Professor instructed them to pull out their wands.
"Now, repeat the incantation after me: Impedire Fragosus." He looked expectantly at the class.
"Impedire Fragosus!" they chanted, Sara feeling rather foolish, mostly because she already knew this charm.
"And make sure you use the correct wand movement: wave the wand around the object you wish to make Unbreakable, then quickly jab it, if you will. Go ahead and practice, we will be practicing on teacups and saucers, which are up here at the front of the room for you to collect. Get to it!" No sooner had he uttered these words than a voice piped up from the back of the room.
"Accio, teacup!" James said, waving his wand: almost immediately, a china teacup soared into his waiting hand. Most of the class laughed, and James looked as if he enjoyed the attention. The laughter soon subsided, and the other students were filing up to Flitwick's desk for tea china to charm.
Sara's lavender-patterned teacup sat on the edge of her desk: she tried to decide whether to play dumb, or just charm the cup and act like she was lucky the first time. Looking around, she saw that every student in the room was attempting to charm his or her cup or saucer, with the exception of James and Sirius, who were making their teacups race each other across the room. As Paige had told her earlier, everyone was talking with their friends. The other Ravenclaw fifth years had pulled their desks into a large circle: over on the left side of the room, the marauders and company had done the same, leaving a few students on their own to form their own group. Tabitha motioned for her to join them, so Sara eagerly pulled up her desk, toting her teacup and wand with her.
"Didn't think we'd leave you by yourself, did you?" Tabitha grinned along with the others. She could hear them attempting the charm for themselves, though without muck success.
"Impedier Fragusus...I mean, Impdiree Fractious..AAARG!" Sebastian cried out in frustration. The others seemed to be having the same amount of luck. Noah, who sat next to Sara, said the incantation perfectly, but couldn't get the wand movement down. He jabbed his wand so hard out of frustration that the saucer was knocked over the edge of his desk and shattered ("Reparo!" Serenica pointed her wand at the shards and the saucer was back in one piece). Alaina waved her wand so wildly that it flew out of her hand and hit the stack of books that Professor Flitwick was standing on, causing them to topple over. Alaina retrieved her wand, wringing her hands and apologizing endlessly as Flitwick rebuild his book stack. She returned to the table looking so embarrassed, that Sara wanted badly to help her.
"No, it's more of a swirling motion," she told Alaina before she could stop herself. Realizing the slip far too late, she quickly averted her eyes. Most of the others looked at her in disbelief.
"You can do this charm?" Paige asked quietly, a look of mild puzzlement on her face. Sara nodded slowly. They would surely shun her now. Looking up at last, however, she found that she was quite wrong.
"Can you show us how to do it properly?" Asked Noah in admiration. Behind him, the others nodded fervently. Sara nodded. She turned to the teacup on her desk, and pointed her wand at it.
"Impedire Fragosus!" she commanded the cup, swirling her wand over it, then doing the proper jabbing motion. The teacup quivered for an instant, then glowed with a rose colored light, rising a few centimeters in the air. The others watched, impressed. Sara, feeling eyes on her back, turned and saw that every pair of eyes in the room was turned to her, including Professor Flitwick's. The teacup dropped back onto her desk, but did not so much as crack. Flitwick clapped his hands enthusiastically.
"Well done, Miss O'Hanlon, well done indeed!" He beamed at her, and she smiled back nervously. She was uncomfortably aware of whispers in the room.
"It was only her first attempt, too!"
"Who does she think she is?"
"She's not even from this country."
"It must be something about those foreign schools."
"Yankees, I'm telling you-" This voice, Sara saw, belonged to none other than Sirius Black. Sara looked over in that direction, eyebrows slightly raised. Lily caught her eye and motioned her over. Sara briefly excused herself from the Ravenclaw table and went to join the Gryffindors.
"Don't mind Sirius, he's just jealous," Lily explained, glaring at Sirius.
"What?!?"
"Sara heard your comment, Padfoot," Rena said bitterly. Sara was mildly surprised. Were they actually sticking up for her?
"Don't worry about it, Rena," she said quickly, covering for Sirius. Why would she care about a stupid comment, anyways?
"He's just jealous," Lily said, earning a glare from Sirius. "He and James think they are brilliant.and it is a change having someone better than them. Of course, that's to be expected of Ravenclaws.." Sara smiled. This might turn out to be a fun year after all.
End of the fifth chapter, sorry I made you wait so long.It ended in a bad place, but still.Had I gone through the whole day it would have been twice as long as it is now!!!
Shout outs to my two reviewers:
VampireBat: I love your character, and I can guarantee that she will show up in the near future! Keep reading and reviewing!
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Right, though she won't like them anyways!
Hey, If there is something wrong, I wanna know about it!
::shrugs:: suit yourself, then
Stick around for chapter 6..more to come: Sara, Lily, and others have secrets.what could they be? Keep reading and find out