Hogwarts High
Disclaimer: This is written by two Harry potter fangirls, we do not own him as much as we want to say we do. So for this fic, you may thank Miss. Rowling and our two authoresses; DemonofDoom and Jillibean
-Chapter One-
The Mayhem Begins...
The old mans blue eyes widened with interest as he read the crisply pressed official letter in his aged hands, occasionally lifting the aqua orbs to glance at his younger, female collogue who sat opposite of him, her lips pursed and nostrils flared. Once he finished reading, the man dropped the letter with a flourish, leaned over the desk, fingers laced beneath his chin and waited.
"Headmaster Dumbledore," His colleague said a half second later. "You can't possibly consider allowing this man into our school! He said he was here to, what? "Study your teaching methods"? Headmaster, if this muggle… superintendent comes to our school, he will know that we are not a muggle school! You must decline." The woman's brown hair, tied up into a tight knot at the back of her head, was covered by a green hat that matched her robes and flapped as she spoke angrily.
"My dear Minerva," Dumbledore said softly, laying his midnight blue clad arms by his side. "This man believes we are a school for muggle children, and since the location of this school is inside his district, we must comply so he may see that we are 'just an ordinary muggle school.'... Before vanishing from his files completely." He smiled sweetly at Minerva who continued to bristle. Seeing this the headmaster placed a hand on her shoulder and said calmly. "We'll just have to make do."
As Minerva began to calm down, the door behind the couple sung open. Standing in the doorway was a giant man with a large scraggly beard. "Professor McGonagall, Headmaster, th' transfer students r' here sir…"
-Why, Speak Of The Devil…-
As the huge red and black train came to a puffing halt, the soul two passengers jumped off, bags in their arms and stared around them. "Holy crap!" one of the girls exclaimed, braking the harsh silence and looking to her shorter friend; the former standing at about five six and the latter at five two. Both girls wore black skirts that went to mid thigh, white blouses and black jackets with the Hogwarts emblem on the breast pocket, but the rest of their attire screamed difference.
The taller girls' hair was blonde and cropped to her chin at its longest point. Her eyes were a bright blue that sparked with mischief. Through the sheer white blouse an observer could see a red and black striped shirt underneath and socks that were black and green, hugging her claves. Her shoes were large steel-toed black boots. Attached to her belt, was a wand case and her wand, rosewood, dragon heartstring thirteen point six inches. Many piercing adorned her face and blinded her friend as she looked around. "This is soo cool!" she hugged her smaller friend tightly who gasped for air and turned purple.
"Carrie… can't breathe!" the smaller girl rasped, Carrie let her go with a slightly evil cackle. Carrie smiled sweetly and patted her back.
"Its ok Skye, your special." Skye grinned angrily before muttering a thanks and straitening her clothes. Like Carrie, she wore the thin white blouse, but under there was a hot pink tank with black skull and cross bones that said, "PIRATE" on the front. Her brown hair fell down to her shoulders with blood red chunks randomly selected. Hr chocolate brown eyes were narrowed against the sun. Above her huge grey sneakers, her knee length socks with lavender with a white star pattern matched the grays blacks and whites of her dress. Her wand was hidden beneath her skirt on a strap attached to her thigh, so that the tip of the leather sheath peeked out from the hem of the skirt and a small hole in her skirt helped her reach the wand faster.
They walked through the town towards the castle. "This is gunna be so much fun!" Skye bubbled.
"Bwhahaha, today… We become... The enemy!" Carrie stated.
-A little while later…-
The two transfer students entered the headmaster's office.
"Ah good, you're here," The headmaster said, folding his long white hands. "We'll first see which house you two belong in."
The sorting hat was placed on Carrie's head. A while later it stated 'Slytherin!' Next, it was placed on Skye's head and stated 'Gryffindor!'
"We'll now let us go over the arrangements of the school…"
The bell rang for lunch and students filed into the Great Hall. There was a peculiar site of two students they had never seen before. The headmaster stood up once it appeared that everyone had taken his or her seats.
"Students, Staff, I am pleased to announce that we have two new students who have transferred here from America." There was some applause. "Also we will have to be disguised as a muggle school for the next couple of weeks."
There was sudden conversation that erupted from the hall. Dumbledore raised his hand for silence, which suddenly filled the hall.
"This is due to a muggle school district that thinks we are a part of their district. It will only be for two weeks and it will never happen again"
-Over at the Marauders-
"I can't believe we have to act like muggles for two weeks!" said Sirius Black.
"That one girl has a lot of piercing…" Peter Pettigrew said, confused looking at Carrie with a mousy kind of fear.
"The short one is kind of cute." Remus Lupin stated thoughtfully.
"Ahh... Moony's in looove," said James, prodding Remus in the shoulder.
"I said nothing of love, but merely that the fact she's cute," Remus said indignantly, arms folded.
"Well she is, kinda…" Sirius said.
-End of their scene-
Dumbledore continued, "now our two newest students have already been sorted and will now join you in lunch."
The hall filled with chatter once again. "Looks like we have to sit at different tables." Carrie said.
"Seems so…" Skye agreed.
"Later."
"Cya after lunch."
"'K"
Carrie went over to sit at the S table while Skye walked to the G table.
-At the Gryffindor table-
Skye scanned the table as she walked towards it. Someone started to wave at her, and so she decided to go over.
"So, your one of the new students," Said a good-looking boy of her age with dark hair in his eyes.
"So." Was her reply.
"Don't be so rude, Sirius." Said a pale peaky boy. "I'm Remus Lupin, my friend here is Sirius black" (he motioned towards the handsome boy) "- James potter-" (motioned towards a boy with untidy hair) "-and Peter Pettigrew." (He waved his hand to a small, mousy-haired boy with a pointed nose.)
"I'm Skye Light." She replied.
"Skye Light!" Sirius asked. "That's a funny name."
"Well, yours isn't so serious either." Skye retorted.
Peter giggled at the bad pun, getting a glare from Sirius.
-At the Slytherin table-
Carrie looked around her for an empty spot to seat herself when she got a feeling she was being looked at. (An extra sixth sense she had developed over the years.) She looked in the direction her senses were detecting and saw a boy of her age glancing at her. When she looked at him he looked away, but glanced back and looked away again.
She walked over and sat next to him. He seemed to have sat very straight up.
"You were looking at me." She stated.
"So what if I was." He replied.
"An you have long hair."
"You have a lot of peircings."
"Four eyebrow peircings, a lip peircings, and pierced ears are not 'a lot'."
"Yes it is."
"Then you haven't seen 'a lot' of peircings on someone."
"And you have?"
"Yes, yes I have."
There was an awkward silence for a while.
"Can I sit here?" she asked.
"You already are!" he replied.
"I'll take that as a yes." She said as she started to serve herself lunch.
"What's your name?" he asked.
"Carrie Mayhem."
He looked at her in disbelief.
"Its my real name." she said as if reading his mind. "I didn't change it to be like a character in one of Stephen Kings books."
"Well, I'm Severus name."
"The S.S. SSSSS." She said getting a weird look. "I only had an 's' stencil."
"Where's that from?" Severus asked.
"You'll never know."
This was one weird girl…
-Back at the Gryffindor table-
They were eating their lunch in silence, with James and Sirius joking around every so often.
"So, are you and that one girl friends?" Remus asked, engaging Skye into polite conversation.
"Yeah, we're really good friends." Skye replied.
"You'll have to introduce us to her since she's your friend."
"Just be prepared."
"Prepared for what?"
"She's rather… different."
-Back at the Slytherin table-
"I have such a horribly big nose." Carrie said as she hit her nose by accident.
"You don't have a big nose." Severus stated flatly.
"Yes I do!" she argued. "Girls are supposed to have small noses, and I don't have a small nose."
"If you think you have a big nose, you don't know what a big nose is."
"And you do."
"Yes, just look at mine."
"Yes I do."
"Well, guys are supposed to have bigger noses then girls, and yours isn't that big."
"Yes it is."
"No you don't, I do"
"No I have a big nose, you don't"
After she had finished eating, Skye looked at her class schedule; and asked Remus where the potions room was... "I have that class next too; were in the same house and year so we will have all our classes together, except for selective ones for our professions." He explained.
"Oh, okay." She replied, blankly.
Remus looked at the schedule. "We have it with the Slytherin's today"
"Yay! That means Carrie's going to be in our class."
"Your friend?"
"Yup!"
"Hmm, maybe something horrible will happen to Snivellus today in potions." James suggested, rubbing his hands together gleefully.
"Perhaps, an explosion. "Sirius agreed while running a finger over his chin.
"Maybe."
"Skye!" Carrie called, walking over with a second person following.
"We have the same class together!" Carrie stated.
"I know." Said Skye. "Is this your new friend?"
"Yeah, his name is Severus," she replied. " I see you made some friends yourself."
"Yup" Skye nodded. "This is Remus"
"Hi." Remus greeted.
"Hello, I'm Carrie." She said.
"Nice to meet you," Remus said. He looked at Severus. "Snape."
"Lupin." Severus replied.
"You two know each other?" Skye asked.
"Sort of." Severus said snidely.
"Yay! Were all friends then!" Carrie exclaimed.
Sirius, James and Peter walked up to them. "Snivellus, what are you doing here?" Sirius growled.
"I'm here with Carrie." He said crossing his arms.
"Carrie?" Asked Sirius.
"That's me!" shouted Carrie
"Carrie," Skye said, "these are James, Sirius and Peter." Each boy nodded as Skye said his name.
"Skye, you're so good at making friends." Carrie said.
"Yeah..." Skye said blushing lightly.
"Are you friends with them too?" Carrie asked Severus.
"Not really." Was his reply.
"Well, we should all get to class." Remus suggested.
"Alright, lets go." James said. The group started to walk down to the dungeons for potions.
Upon reaching the main classroom; which was as bland and depressing as the entire dungeon they had seen thus far, a stout teacher wearing a classic black robe with a belt of potion utensils protruding from inside it, walked out from the side room and began scribbling on a giant black board that stretched across the entire front wall.
"Who's that?" Carrie asked, leaning over to whisper to Severus, who sat to her left.
"Professor Dram, potions instructor.
"Oh..." Carrie glanced at Skye, who sat on her right, next to James and smirked as she saw her friend n deep conversation, not taking of the potions professors chalkboard antics.
"Good afternoon, students!" Professor dram squeaked, running his hands through his thinning hair and startling Skye onto the floor with a yelp. The professor glared at her for a moment, then returned his gaze to the class as a whole. "Today we will begin th lightness potion, which if brewed correctly will give the drinker a temporary floating effect, but if brewed incorrectly will turn the drinkers feet to stumps and nose to a large branch." Parts of the class giggled at this. "Follow the instructions on the board and do nothing if the potion turns a deep maroon. Begin!"
Carrie walked over to her cauldron and grabbed the cutting tools as Severus brought over the ingredients. "Shall we begin?"
-Two seats over…-
Skye changed her position in hr seat for the twentieth time, rubbing her butt. "That floors hard!" James laughed and handed her a skinning knife and a small, dead, half scaly half furry animal.
"Skin this and put it in the cauldron after I add the bats spleen." Skye grimaced.
"Are we really going to drink this?"
"You bet love," he smiled and began to work on his ingredients. "The stuff puts hair on your chest."
"I don't need hair on my chest!"
"Yes, but imagine how cool you'd be with it?"
-As class was ending-
Carrie looked at her schedule. "Transfiguration next… Severus lad the way." She turned to look back at Skye, who was about to be ushered away to muggle studies. "See you at dinner."
"Bye!" Skye called as she was dragged, still floating by her new friends.
-Lets watch Carrie and Sevvie! –
They walked to transfiguration class when Carrie started to sing.
"Dodeedodeedodeedodeedodeedodeedodeedodee-"
"Do you have to sing that?" Severus asked angrily, obviously annoyed by the song.
"Yes!"
"Well stop."
"Never! DODEEDODEEDODEEDODEE!"
She stopped suddenly.
"You actually stopped."
"I thought of a better song!"
"Oh no…"
"I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves
Everybody's nerves
Everybody's nerves!
I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves
And this is how it goes!
I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves
Everybody's nerves
Everybody's nerves!
I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves
And this is how it goes!
I know a song-"
"AAARGGGH!"
-Umm before Sev kills Carrie, lets see how Skye's doing! –
Skye and the marauders walked into their muggle studies class and sat down at one of the many tables, chatting happily. As the rest of the class filed in, a flustered witch with her violet hat askew danced in. "Good afternoon class! Today we will be finishing our study on the telephone and starting on the Internet. But first, did anyone do the extra credit on modern day muggle warfare?" peter raised his hand timidly. "Yes! Mr. Pettigrew, what did you find?"
Peter stood and read from a small piece of parchment; "I found a great battle called 'world war one' it took years for it to end and all the world was involved. Th weaponry was as modern as t is today in muggle society; guns, small bombs, tanks, and the little knifes called baynettes." Peter smiled happily and sat down.
"Very good Mr. Pettigrew. Does anyone else have something to add?" Skye stood. "Yes Ms. Light?"
"I'm afraid Mr. Pettigrew's evaluation of muggle warfare is slightly incorrect. There was a second world war following a thing called the holocaust; where thousands were murdered for little to no reason at all. Now, in the, muggle world, they have atomic bombs that disincarnate anything it comes in contact with, other lovely weapons and many more ways of killing people." She smiled sweetly at the professor before sitting.
"Um well, that is correct ms light, good job..." the professor stammered, pushing up her glasses. "Now, lets continue on the telephone…" she stumbled to a large box and began to hand out a telephone to each of the tables When she neared the marauders table, Skye smirked evilly and leaned over to peter and said s only he could hear;
"Telephones, If plugged in and dialed, will suck out your souls, isn't that cool?" before she could say anymore. The professor walked to the front of the class and said; very business like; "plug your phones into the jack in the center of the table, then dial one of the number combinations on the sheet taped to the table, speak in a normal voice."
Sirius smiled happily and jammed the outlet into the jack. As he picked up the receiver and started to dial he was thrown to the floor. "Noooo!" Sirius looked up at peter who was holding the phone as if it were an explosive and laughed. "Don't laugh, Sirius! It'll take your soul!"
Sirius stood and took the receiver back. "Will not, just look." Before peter could do more then blink, Sirius put the phone to his ear and dialed a number. "AHHHH!" Sirius screamed and fell to the floor, eyes rolled into the back of his head.
Peter fell beside him weeping. "Sirius! No! Why?" he began to shake the body then leaned his head on the shoulders. "Noooo…" he whimpered.
"Boo!" peter screamed and fell away from Sirius, who was sitting upright and laughing with Skye.
"Class!" the professor called. "It seems we have finished with the telephones, so lets start on the Internet, shall we?" she glared at Skye and Sirius. "Mr. black, ms. Light would you be so kind and explain it to us?" Sirius stared at her with a gaping mouth and mumbled something that sounded like ' hemoglobin.' While Skye smiled.
"Id love to professor!" she stood and began to explain the 'difficult concept of the internet.' When she had finished, most of the students looked at her him awe, some in horror.
"Very… good ms light…"
-What's going on with Carrie and Sev? –
In transfiguration, they had to transfigure a quill into a teapot. Carrie had no problem with it. Severus on the other hand had one little issue…
"Why does it keep coming out feminine?" he exclaimed.
"I don't know, I'm not the master of all knowledge," Carrie said, transfiguring her quill into a teapot with wavy black and white contrasts.
Severus transfigured his quill into a teapot that had a large pink flower decoration all around it.
"Hey!" it even comes with a tea cozy!" Carrie exclaimed, pointing at the fuzzy pink tea cozy.
"I don't want a tea cozy on mine!" he said, throwing the tea cozy at Carrie.
Carrie picked it up and placed it on her head as if it was a hat. Then, she started to sing; "I'm a little teapot short and stout, here is my handle here is my spout"
"No singing!" Severus said taking away the tea cozy.
"Maybe, the reason your teapots are feminine, is 'cuz of something we don't know about you." She said with a raised eyebrow looking at Severus with a smile.
"There's nothing to know about!"
"Hmm…." She dazed off in thought.
After dinner Skye and Carrie met up to talk to each other to talk about their days.
"And I told him it would suck his soul out!'
"No way!"
"Way. And then, he believed me! Sirius played along and acted like it really did suck out his soul!"
Carrie laughed. "You wont believe what happened in transfiguration. Severus' teapots kept turning out feminine."
Skye laughed.
"Then I said, ' maybe there is something about you we don't know about.' " They burst out laughing.
"Do you plan on pranking tonight?" Carrie asked.
"Yup, you?" Skye replied.
"Yep."
"Don't forget to tell me what happens."
"Of course! You too."
"Don't worry, I'll have pictures."
"I can't wait!"