Title: Days of My Innocence
Authoresses: Petpeeves12 and Firehotchica
A/n: Hello people! Petpeeves12 (rin136) here! Here's the next chapter! I made it longer than the last chapter because I wanted to compete with Firehotchica. The competing thing is pointless since there is no prize, but you guys win in the end! You guy's get a longer chapter! Grins
Instead of a quote at the beginning and end of the chapter I wrote a poem for y'all. Just because I wanted to try something different!
Disclaimer: We do not Own Harry Potter!
Future Harry's Poem My childhood is full of adventureWitches, wizards, and even demons, too
I tell my young ones my story
Hoping they will learn from me
Still to this day I wonder how I survived it all
I blame Nerime for getting me into trouble
Without her I probably would still be living with
My mean old ugly Aunt Petunia and her husband and
With Dudley, too
Listen to my story as I tell you of the Days of My Innocence
Chapter 6: Houses, Embarrassment, and Stories
("Grandpa, which house did they put you in?" the little boy at his feet waited impatiently.
"Ah, I will tell you. Let me continue with the story young one." I told my grandson.
"'Kay, Grandpa." He replied.)
I nervously waited for the hat to sort me into my house. Everyone had his or her eyes glued to me. The hat was murmuring something to himself. I couldn't see Nerime anywhere. My palms were sweaty. God, I hope I don't end up in Slytherian. Not with that spoiled brat Malfoy. I don't like him one bit.
"I know the perfect house to put you in… GRYFFINDOR!" loud cheers echoed across the room. I let out a breath that I didn't know I was holding. The hat was removed from my head and I ran down the steps to where Ron patted me on the back.
"CONGRADULATIONS, TO ALL OF THE NEW FIRST YEARS! KNOW LET US FEAST ON THIS WONDEROUS MEAL BEFORE THE HOUSE LEADERS TAKE THE FIRST YEARS TO THE DORM ITORIES! NOW ENJOY THE MEAL!" Dumbledoor clapped his hands and a magnificent feast appeared on each of our tables. Ron and I sat next to each other. Hermione sat on the other side of me. Ron's brothers sat across from us and even on the same side of the table as us. Tomorrow morning all of the first years would be getting their class schedules.
("Yay! You got into Gryffindor!" the boy bounced up and down. Harry smiled at the young boy's antics.
"Of course dummy, you didn't think he would be put in that awful Slitherin." The girl stared down at her younger sibling.
"Grandpa, she called me a dummy!" the boy whined. He just chuckled.
"You to be nice to each other." The boy smiled trimphly as he stuck his tongue out at his sister. The older one just rolled her eyes.)
The dinner finished and everyone went their own ways except the house leaders and the first years. The house leader of Gryffindor stood on the chair so every one of the first years in his group could see him. He had dark brown hair that could he been mistaken for black at first glance. His eyes were so dark that you could not see his pupils. He cleared his throat to get everyone's attention.
"Hello first years! I'm your house leader. You can call me your supreme lord and master!" He started laughing. "Just kidding! Don't freak out my name is Albert Mousy. I will show y'all around and answer any questions y'all may have. We will have the grand tour of the school tomorrow after y'all get your schedules so that way y'all will know where your classes are. Now then I will explain some of the rules as I lead you to our dorms. I will then explain more rules tomorrow. Any questions?" Albert asked us.
"Why is your accent funny?" the kid with fuzzy hair asked. Albert chuckled.
"I'm from the US. Texas to be exact." He replied.
"Dose all Texans talk like you?" a girl with dark colored skin asked.
"No, they don't. I talk like this because my hometown is very small and I lived on a ranch. I took care of cows, horses, and even pigs!" he replied with enthusiasm. "Any more questions or are y'all ready to go and see your rooms so you can get set up?" After a few moments of silence Albert replied, "Good let's start walking while you listen to my wonderful voice. Come, Come!" He clapped his hands and jumped off the chair.
("Come to think about it Albert Mousy was hiding a secret that he had hid very well." I interrupted my story to comment.
"Really, what was the secret?" the boy asked.
"I can't tell you now 'cause that will ruin the story, but I will let you know that he knows Nerime." I nodded my head.)
He led us to a room where the stairs were moving at their own accord. We all crowed and pressed against Albert to get a better view.
"Well I'll be a bloody rat. Harry, do you see this?" Ron stared at the stairs with his mouth wide open.
"This is magnificent. I never seen anything like this before." I gazed at the stairs. Albert turned around.
"Now y'all need to be careful with these stairs because as you can see they like to move on their own. The third floor is off limits to first, second, and third years so don't go on that floor if you value you life." The staircase moved to where it was just behind Albert. He stepped on to the stairs and went up a few steps. "Come on what are y'all waiting for?"
We all went on the staircase and followed him up to the second floor. Where he turned around once he got in front of a painting with a big fat woman holding a glass. "Now first years this is the door to the Griffindor house. Remember this password or you won't be able to get into the dorm." He turned around to face the painting. " Hey, Fat Lady " The picture moved and we all gasped.
"Hello Albert!" She forced a smile onto her face. "Are these the new first years?" Albert nodded his head. "They're so cute!" She clapped her hands. "I could just pinch their little faces. They look good enough to eat!"
"Big Bertha, we want to enter into the dorm." Albert said in a board tone.
"You know the rules… say the password." She smiled.
"The password is Birds of Paradise. Now let us in." Albert glared at the painting. She huffed and the painting swung itself open to reveal a large room. We all gathered inside and Albert stood in front of the fireplace. The door swung closed after we all had entered. I looked around the room. The room had a plush carpet from wall to wall. Tapestries that had the house colors adorned the walls. Lavish seating area surrounded the fireplace.
"This is cool." One of the other first years commented.
"Now this is our lounge. We can do our homework and relax in here. The door to the right leads up to males' dormitories…" He pointed to the door on the right. " The one on the left leads to the female dormitories." He pointed at the door on the left. "Under no circumstances shall the opposite sex is allowed to enter the others dormitories. For example no girls in boy's dormitory and no boys in girl's dormitory. If you want to see the member of the opposite sex… than y'all will meet in this lounge. Any questions?" Albert looked around at the quiet faces. Albert couldn't decied whether he intimidated them or if the first years were even listening to him.
"How will we know which bed is ours to sleep in." Hermione asked after a few moments.
"On the top of each door will indicate if there are any vacant beds for which y'all may sleep. Once you enter a room with a vacant bed just put your stuff into the trunk and the door will indicate that the room is full. How will you know which bed is taken or not? Well, the beds that are taken will have a flower on the pillow." He folded his arms across his chest. "Now I suggest all of you go find your rooms and unpack. Then get some sleep for we all have a big day tomorrow." He began to walk to the boy's dormitory door. "And if any of y'all has any questions please don't hesitate to send your animals with messages to get me. I will then meet you in this room. Now off to bed with y'all and have a good night." Albert walked passed the boy's dormitory and out the door that we had entered in.
"C'mon, Harry, lets hurry so we can get a room together!" Ron grabbed my hand and dragged me to the boy's dormitory. After about twenty minutes of searching we found a room where we could both be housed in the same room. Unfortunately one of Ron's older brothers shared that same room and some mystery person that wasn't there yet.
"I call this bed!" I flopped down on a bed near the stained glass window.
"Alright then I call this bed!" Ron mimicked me flopping on the bed and I laughed. It felt good to laugh. Something I couldn't do when I was with my aunt and uncle. Ron's brother entered the room. Once he saw us a huge grin plastered his face. He walked over to Ron and put him in a headlock.
"I didn't know you liked me so much that you wanted to be my room mate for the whole school year!" He was giving Ron a nuggie.
"Ahh! Stop!" Ron struggled to get free. George finally let him go after a few minutes and he walked over to his own bed.
"How 'bout this after we get our pajamas on we tell stories?" George asked.
"That's a bloody brilliant idea! Harry, what do you think?" Ron asked.
"Yes, I like this idea." I replied. George went into his trunk and pulled out a pair of pajamas.
"You two do know that your pajamas are in the trunks at the foot of the bed right?" George pointed to the trunks at the foot of our beds. He took off his shirt exposing his bear chest. We nodded our heads and proceeded to do the same. We were all down to our underwear when the mystery person showed up.
"Hi boys! You really should lock the door if your going to change." A female voice echoed across the room. We froze afiad to look at the speaker. Our faces turned red as a tomato or perhaps even redder than that. We turned around to see Nerime in the doorway with a smirk on her face.
"You're a female!" Ron's brother stated while pulling up his pants and slipping his shirt on.
"And he deserves a prize for stating the obvious!" She put her hands to her mouth like a microphone.
"Females aren't allowed in the male dormitories! What are you doing here?" Ron stammered after he hurriedly put on his clothes. His face was still red.
"Well sorry to break it to you boys, but that other vacant bed is mine. It literally has my name on it. If you don't believe me look on the trunk and on the pillow case." She pointed to the empty bed with a flower on it.
I walked over to the bed and looked after I pulled on the rest of my clothing. Sure enough her name was indeed on it. I turned around to see the three staring faces. I nodded my head.
"But how did you, a girl, Get a bed in the males dormitory?" George asked a little shocked.
"There was no more beds in the female dorm and besides…" she sat on her bed. "I can leave the room when you guys are changing." She laid down completely.
"What about when you change?" Ron asked. Nerime sat up again.
"Don't worry even if I change in here with you guys in here you guys won't see a thing. Besides I'm having a curtain set up around my bed tomorrow so I can all ways change in there. Now you boys said something about telling stories?" She had a mischievous glint in her eyes.
"Alright but I want to talk to Dumbledor about this tomorrow." George sat on his bed. We, Ron and I, followed suit by sitting on our own designated beds. "Tell me what is your name?"
"Nerime, and I believe I already met Ron and little Harry." She smiled as she looked at me and I blushed. "I guess I will go first on the story telling, yes?" We nodded our heads in agreement. We were still uneasy sharing a room with her after she almost saw us naked. Well not naked, but in our under wear.
"Alright you'll be first then I'll go followed by Ronny and then Harry." We only nodded again.
Nerime cleared her throat and started, "In a far away land there lived magical beings. Some were wizards, some were witches, there were dragons, and a race called demons. There were several types of demons. The top class and upper middle class demons referred to themselves as Yokai. The lower classes were simply called demons for they acted out of brute force. These lower class demons only killed for the fun of it. The Yokai only killed when they had to or when they were pissed off.
They would also kill if they were challenged in a fight. The Yokai had human forms and were quite intelligent. They all used to roam the land till they disappeared into myths and legends. No one knows where the demons or Yokai have gone. Only that they disappeared. Some say they all died out while others say they left this planet to live on a different planet.
Then again people say that witches and wizards don't exist or are myths or legends." Here story sent each of us to the edge of our beds. "People fail to realize that myth and legends originated from the truth. They were changed into stories when the truth was too dangerous. Stories over time change with each generation till the truth itself disappears.
A legend I heard was that the Yokai lie in wait. Waiting for their enemy to show up so they can start a war. An enemy that if left alone will destroy the whole world. Why would the demons care if the world gets destroyed when they live on another world? Well demons are possessive and the earth is where they originated.
They want to take over the world after the humans make the planet unfit for themselves to live. The demons will come and rejuvenate the planet. Bringing new life and a new era of peace." Nerime smiled. "Well that's my little story. Your turn Georgie boy." She laid down flat on her bed. She placed her hands under her head.
A/n: how did you all like this chapter? How about Albert Mousy? If you noticed I gave the fat lady a name, Big Bertha. Can you guess where I got that password from? And what do you all think about the poems I wrote? I tried to make them in both past and future Harry's views.
Past Harry's Poem
Singing hat
Sorts us into our houses
My invisible stalker
Haunts me where ever I go
Nerime knows something she's not telling me
She never ceases to embarrass me or surprise me
Ron and Hermione have become fast friends with me
How did my life turn up side down?
Here's a trivia question for all of you…
What anime/manga did I get the inspiration to create Nerime from?
Inuyasha B. Fruits Basket C. Ghost in the Shell D. Elf quest
The rules are simple 1.) There can be more than one answer 2.) You can just put A, B, C, or D to answer the question if you want 3.) There's no number three
Prizes: we'll put your name in bold letters at the beginning of the chapter and if you have a story you want us to read we will. Now we only will do this if you guess part of it right or the whole thing. The answer will be reveled in the next chapter!
A/n: I hope you enjoyed this chapter and until next time…
TTFN!
(Note to self: Firehotchica usually dose the author notes… I should add my input more often…)