Chapter 2: Secrets of an Academy
The five teens exited Dumbledore's office and began to make there way down the long hallway they had entered.
"Our hallways aren't this wide," remarked Tonyur.
"How can you tell?" asked Kiyla.
"The walls are brimming with gold light, and the faint smell of snake remains," said Tonyur as he sniffed the air. He brought his arms up dramatically as he drew in a deep breath, "Our Harry has been busy, I smell not only snake's blood but his blood too."
Landiver rolled his eyes and put a finger to his lips, "Hush Tonyur, we are going to enter the Hall now and all the students will be there eating dinner. You're going to sit at what table now?"
"The Ravenclaw table isn't it exciting?" questioned Tonyur.
Falcon who was standing behind Tonyur gave him an angry glare which of course Tonyur did not notice.
"I am due at the Gryffindor table, I will seat myself as close to Harry as I can," whispered Falcon.
"Yes, use that charm we all know is in there somewhere," snickered Kiyla.
"Well Temptress, I wouldn't brag about being in Slytherin, nothing good comes out of that group," whispered a frustrated Falcon.
"Listen you feathered bastered-" began Kiyla.
Landiver held up his hand and Sherry gently pulled Kiyla away from Falcon.
Landiver waited a few moments for his teammates to collect themselves then said, "We all know what we must do. Falcon and I are in Gryffindor, Sherry your in Hufflepuff, Kiyla your in Slytherin, and Tonyur is in Ravenclaw. Now let's go."
With that Landiver shoved open the huge doors and everyone in the giant room stopped what they were doing. All of the children and young adults watched as the five ancients walked toward the podium where Dumbledore stood waiting. Whispers started fluttering around the room as Dumbledore raised his hand a called for silence.
The Five took their stance next to Dumbledore as he announced them.
"I know that it is a month into our year here and our new transfer students could not have come any later. They have had a long journey to get here. These students have come from The Ancient Academy."
The whispers turned into a loud buzz.
"Quiet!" yelled Dumbledore, "The two boys on the end here will be joining Gryffindor, this young lady in Hufflepuff, the other in Slytherin, and this gentlemen in Ravenclaw. Let's all welcome them and make room for them at our tables, go on clear some space now."
The Five began to approach their appointed tables and slowly the Hogwart students made room.
Landiver spotted Harry just two seats down from him and tried to squeeze in without being rude, he had no success and took a seat next to a lovely young woman with curly brown hair. Falcon sat next to Landiver and snagged a dinner roll out of the basket in front of him.
Landiver leaned toward Falcon's ear, "Try not to move so fast next time, we don't want to hint on what you are. There already scared of us, your not helping."
The woman next to Landiver shot him a look and he smiled at her.
"I'm sorry," she said, "I couldn't help but overhear. No one here is scared of you. The Ancient Academy is a myth; everyone knows that, Dumbledore was obviously joking."
Landiver opened his mouth to answer when Falcon leaned across the table to look at the girl.
"Pardon me," he whispered, "But our Academy is very real, little miss. We know more magic then all of your will ever know. We've read ancient scrolls, conducted dangerous spells, and we are the only Five in our entire Academy permitted to perform the Unforgivable's."
The girl gasped and Landiver kicked Falcon under the table. Falcon withdrew himself under the sanctuary of his hood and feasted on bread.
Landiver smiled sweetly at the girl and blocked Falcon from her view. "You must forgive Falcon, when he does talk he doesn't know what he is talking about, and that's more words I've heard out of him in a month. But the Academy is real Ms…I didn't catch your name…"
"Hermione," she said slowly, still coming out of her amazement, "And you are?"
He made a mental note to check to see if her name was on the List.
"I'm Landiver, and who are your friends?" he asked.
She looked over her shoulder and noticed three boys and a girl watching. "Oh," she said as a giggle erupted from her, "This is Ron, Neville, and Harry, and that's Ginny."
He nodded to all of them but locked eyes with Harry.
"So you're Harry Potter?" asked Landiver.
Harry shrugged as if this question was pointless, "Ya, I am."
Landiver was still eyeing him, "How is school treating you?"
"All right I guess."
"Good."
Ron cleared his throat, "Um, can I ask you a question Landiver?"
Landiver shifted slightly on the bench. "Of course Ron, fire away."
"My brothers once told me that The Ancient Academy was for things that were…not human, like animals and things. Is that true?"
Falcon cast a quick glance at Landiver then returned to his bread. Landiver inhaled deeply and new full well that it was impossible for him to lie.
"Yes, that's true," Landiver said abruptly.
"It is?" said a surprised Ron. Neville's eyes enlarged and Ginny covered hermouth with her hand.
"What kinds of animals?" asked Harry.
Landiver stared at him, "Certainly not the ones you see in a zoo. Mystic creatures, creatures of old lie in the Academy."
"Wait…if creatures are only allowed in the Academy then aren't you…" started Herminone.
Dumbledore tapped the side of his glass with his spoon, "All right now, off to your common rooms, lights are out in one hour."
Landiver almost melted with relief.