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Welcome to the next installment of The Godlings Book I: A Gathering of Children. Yes I did change the title for a reason and if you haven't figured it out yet than we have a problem. If it is called 'Book I' then yes there is going to be a 'Book II' and maybe even a "Book III'. Unfortunately, there will be no book four. If any of you have a better idea for the title than 'A gathering of Children' please review and tell me!
luv,
Brit*Kit
P.S. and much thanks to all my faithful reviewers, your comments are much appreciated!
Disclaimer- I own Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, and Tamora Pierce.
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Chapter 9 A Surprising Turn of Events
(a/n- this is told from Harry's point of view, not Liz's. I'll try to alter every other chapter.but the next one is going to be Harry's as well.) Hermione seemed anxious to tell them something that morning. Harry couldn't for the life of him figure out why she didn't seem to want to talk about it in front of the angels. He knew that they were perfectly trustworthy, but suddenly Hermione was lost in thought and quiet- even for her. Harry looked away from her and turned back to the more present problem. Oh, sorry, PROBLEMS. The list was somewhat short compared to last years, but still annoying him. Number one, where was Sirius? Number two, why is Hermione being all strange? Number three, what the heck was he going to do about qudditch? Number four, as usual, was Malfoy. Malfoy had been considerably miffed about the 'Train incident' as Ron had dubbed it, and while he was currently staying out of their way, Harry had a distinct feeling that it wasn't going to last very long. He sighed. Why was life ALWAYS so confusing?
"Penny for your thoughts," commented a sweet voice.
Harry looked up at the smiling Liz who had just sat down beside him. "What?"
"It's an American thing, I guess. Whatch'ya thinking about?"
"A lotta stuff."
"Any you want to share?"
"Not particularly."
"Damn." She sat down, flipping her hair over her shoulder. The other angels had dispersed themselves along the table and were chatting/flirting with the other Gryffindor boys. "Wonder what we've got today," Liz said, helping herself to pancakes and piling some on Harry's plate too.
"I think we're about to find out," commented Alena, looking at the sudden cloud of owls that had just arrived. At once, several packages were dropped onto the angel's laps, as well as several letters. Maya had a particularly large package, which she opened at once, and checked what was inside. Immediately after she closed it, grinned, and gave Liz the thumbs up. Liz automatically seemed to relax, and ripped open one of her letters.
"Ohh.excellent. Joanne's sent me my hogsmede form, and what's this?" Frowning slightly, she pulled a necklace out of the envelope. It was gold, and had a single, dark black stone that seemed to flicker with many colored fires from inside. "Mione?"
"Mmm?"
"What's this?"
Hermione looked up. Then she gasped. "Ohhh, Liz. That's a black opal. They're really rare!"
Liz looked unimpressed. "Mm-hmm. Looks like the other angels got some too." And indeed, Alena was holding up a sparkling diamond, Sara a light sapphire, Maya a blood-red ruby, Ela a gleaming emerald, Margie a deep amethyst, and Miri a moonstone. All looked confused. "How odd," Liz fumbled with the clasp and put it on, then tucked the necklace beneath her shirt.
At this point, a golden eagle swooped in, flying all around the great hall before finally dropping a letter in front of....Hermione? She sat there staring at the letter with an open mouth.
"Well don't just sit there, Mione, open it!" said Miri, excited. Trembling, Hermione did, and upended it on the table. All that fell out was shimmering necklace, with a stone that seemed to catch the sunlight and hold it, shimmering from within. "Put it on!" she did, and tucked it under her shirt as Liz had done. Slowly talk returned.
"Now what," said Ron, frowning, "was that all about?"
Harry was saved an answer because at that point Professor McGonagall tapped her glass and called out "Silence!" and the crowd hushed.
Dumbledore stood and smiled at them all. "You will be getting you're timetables in a minute, but I believe a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher is necessary. I said last night that he would be coming toda-"
Right then, the doors to the great hall flew open, and standing there, grinning, black hair swept all over his face, was Sirius Black. Several people screamed. Sirius grinned wider, "I came in too early, didn't I?" (a/n ohmigod I LOVE Sirius! Why did she kill him? If she doesn't bring him back I think she will have mutiny on her hands!)
"Yes, Sirius, you did. Children, I'd like you to meet you're new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Sirius Black."
Sirius strode down between the tables and took a seat on Dumbledore's left, catching Harry's eye. Then he winked and Harry could have sworn he heard about half the girls in the hall sigh. Oh boy, he thought, they don't know he's married! Huston, we have a problem..
"Oy, Harry!"
"Wha-what?"
"Would you kindly relieve me of these timetables before my arm falls off?"
"Huh? Oh! Sorry, Liz," he grabbed them from her, found his own, and passed them down. "Whatch'ya taking?"
"Ummm..Oh goody!"
"What!"
"We've got the same schedule. Auror, are we?"
"Uh-huh. What about the rest of the angels?"
"Same," said Liz, finally munching on her pancakes. "C'ept Margie's got Divination."
"I feel sorry for her."
"Why? She's really good at it. She gets dreams and the like all the time. And she saw in the fire twice, and once on the winds. She usually gets pictures in crystal every time she tries, but they're confusing."
"Its no the subject- it's the teacher. And how is it confusing?"
"Oh. Well, she doesn't see a lone image- just bits and pieces and flashes of what might happen, if something else does. Her crystal reading's the best- so we got her an amethyst mounted crystal ball back in third year."
"Wasn't that expensive?"
"You have no idea.."
"I see."
"Oh, no you don't- the damn thing cost about five hundred galleons!"
"Oh, good god."
"Precisely."
Finally Harry had a chance to glance at his schedule. "Some good, some bad," he sighed. And looked again; Astronomy, DADA, Potions, and then lunch. Oh well.
By now they were well out of the great hall and going across one of the many courtyards to the astronomy tower. Harry found himself comfortable with the angels, as comfortable as if he'd known them all his life. Hermione and Ron were just as accepting of the American girls; all of them agreed that the girls were just fine.
"Well, well, well, it looks as thought Potter has finally found himself a girlfriend." a voice drawled. At once Harry whirled around, just about ready to deck the sneering Malfoy. Liz sneered right back.
"Well if it isn't Daddy's boy. Where's you're fathers precious master? Slinking off in some hellhole that he has the nerve to call a castle?"
Malfoy went bright red. "Oh, come on. Everyone knows that your family has been with Riddle for AGES- its not like it's anything new."
"At least I have a family- a REAL one anyway! Not some group of people that took me in on charity!"
Liz went white, and Harry saw the tears well up in her eyes. All of a sudden, Harry just didn't want to hurt Malfoy, to curse him, but to kill him. He knew perfectly well the every single night Liz wakes up with nightmares of the night her parents died. He knows perfectly well that she had been force- fed veristirum, and had to live it all again. Harry stepped in front of Liz, blood literally boiling inside him. He would take it back. He would take it all back.
Suddenly, the world around him faded into black.
Welcome to the next installment of The Godlings Book I: A Gathering of Children. Yes I did change the title for a reason and if you haven't figured it out yet than we have a problem. If it is called 'Book I' then yes there is going to be a 'Book II' and maybe even a "Book III'. Unfortunately, there will be no book four. If any of you have a better idea for the title than 'A gathering of Children' please review and tell me!
luv,
Brit*Kit
P.S. and much thanks to all my faithful reviewers, your comments are much appreciated!
Disclaimer- I own Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, and Tamora Pierce.
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I wish!
Chapter 9 A Surprising Turn of Events
(a/n- this is told from Harry's point of view, not Liz's. I'll try to alter every other chapter.but the next one is going to be Harry's as well.) Hermione seemed anxious to tell them something that morning. Harry couldn't for the life of him figure out why she didn't seem to want to talk about it in front of the angels. He knew that they were perfectly trustworthy, but suddenly Hermione was lost in thought and quiet- even for her. Harry looked away from her and turned back to the more present problem. Oh, sorry, PROBLEMS. The list was somewhat short compared to last years, but still annoying him. Number one, where was Sirius? Number two, why is Hermione being all strange? Number three, what the heck was he going to do about qudditch? Number four, as usual, was Malfoy. Malfoy had been considerably miffed about the 'Train incident' as Ron had dubbed it, and while he was currently staying out of their way, Harry had a distinct feeling that it wasn't going to last very long. He sighed. Why was life ALWAYS so confusing?
"Penny for your thoughts," commented a sweet voice.
Harry looked up at the smiling Liz who had just sat down beside him. "What?"
"It's an American thing, I guess. Whatch'ya thinking about?"
"A lotta stuff."
"Any you want to share?"
"Not particularly."
"Damn." She sat down, flipping her hair over her shoulder. The other angels had dispersed themselves along the table and were chatting/flirting with the other Gryffindor boys. "Wonder what we've got today," Liz said, helping herself to pancakes and piling some on Harry's plate too.
"I think we're about to find out," commented Alena, looking at the sudden cloud of owls that had just arrived. At once, several packages were dropped onto the angel's laps, as well as several letters. Maya had a particularly large package, which she opened at once, and checked what was inside. Immediately after she closed it, grinned, and gave Liz the thumbs up. Liz automatically seemed to relax, and ripped open one of her letters.
"Ohh.excellent. Joanne's sent me my hogsmede form, and what's this?" Frowning slightly, she pulled a necklace out of the envelope. It was gold, and had a single, dark black stone that seemed to flicker with many colored fires from inside. "Mione?"
"Mmm?"
"What's this?"
Hermione looked up. Then she gasped. "Ohhh, Liz. That's a black opal. They're really rare!"
Liz looked unimpressed. "Mm-hmm. Looks like the other angels got some too." And indeed, Alena was holding up a sparkling diamond, Sara a light sapphire, Maya a blood-red ruby, Ela a gleaming emerald, Margie a deep amethyst, and Miri a moonstone. All looked confused. "How odd," Liz fumbled with the clasp and put it on, then tucked the necklace beneath her shirt.
At this point, a golden eagle swooped in, flying all around the great hall before finally dropping a letter in front of....Hermione? She sat there staring at the letter with an open mouth.
"Well don't just sit there, Mione, open it!" said Miri, excited. Trembling, Hermione did, and upended it on the table. All that fell out was shimmering necklace, with a stone that seemed to catch the sunlight and hold it, shimmering from within. "Put it on!" she did, and tucked it under her shirt as Liz had done. Slowly talk returned.
"Now what," said Ron, frowning, "was that all about?"
Harry was saved an answer because at that point Professor McGonagall tapped her glass and called out "Silence!" and the crowd hushed.
Dumbledore stood and smiled at them all. "You will be getting you're timetables in a minute, but I believe a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher is necessary. I said last night that he would be coming toda-"
Right then, the doors to the great hall flew open, and standing there, grinning, black hair swept all over his face, was Sirius Black. Several people screamed. Sirius grinned wider, "I came in too early, didn't I?" (a/n ohmigod I LOVE Sirius! Why did she kill him? If she doesn't bring him back I think she will have mutiny on her hands!)
"Yes, Sirius, you did. Children, I'd like you to meet you're new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Sirius Black."
Sirius strode down between the tables and took a seat on Dumbledore's left, catching Harry's eye. Then he winked and Harry could have sworn he heard about half the girls in the hall sigh. Oh boy, he thought, they don't know he's married! Huston, we have a problem..
"Oy, Harry!"
"Wha-what?"
"Would you kindly relieve me of these timetables before my arm falls off?"
"Huh? Oh! Sorry, Liz," he grabbed them from her, found his own, and passed them down. "Whatch'ya taking?"
"Ummm..Oh goody!"
"What!"
"We've got the same schedule. Auror, are we?"
"Uh-huh. What about the rest of the angels?"
"Same," said Liz, finally munching on her pancakes. "C'ept Margie's got Divination."
"I feel sorry for her."
"Why? She's really good at it. She gets dreams and the like all the time. And she saw in the fire twice, and once on the winds. She usually gets pictures in crystal every time she tries, but they're confusing."
"Its no the subject- it's the teacher. And how is it confusing?"
"Oh. Well, she doesn't see a lone image- just bits and pieces and flashes of what might happen, if something else does. Her crystal reading's the best- so we got her an amethyst mounted crystal ball back in third year."
"Wasn't that expensive?"
"You have no idea.."
"I see."
"Oh, no you don't- the damn thing cost about five hundred galleons!"
"Oh, good god."
"Precisely."
Finally Harry had a chance to glance at his schedule. "Some good, some bad," he sighed. And looked again; Astronomy, DADA, Potions, and then lunch. Oh well.
By now they were well out of the great hall and going across one of the many courtyards to the astronomy tower. Harry found himself comfortable with the angels, as comfortable as if he'd known them all his life. Hermione and Ron were just as accepting of the American girls; all of them agreed that the girls were just fine.
"Well, well, well, it looks as thought Potter has finally found himself a girlfriend." a voice drawled. At once Harry whirled around, just about ready to deck the sneering Malfoy. Liz sneered right back.
"Well if it isn't Daddy's boy. Where's you're fathers precious master? Slinking off in some hellhole that he has the nerve to call a castle?"
Malfoy went bright red. "Oh, come on. Everyone knows that your family has been with Riddle for AGES- its not like it's anything new."
"At least I have a family- a REAL one anyway! Not some group of people that took me in on charity!"
Liz went white, and Harry saw the tears well up in her eyes. All of a sudden, Harry just didn't want to hurt Malfoy, to curse him, but to kill him. He knew perfectly well the every single night Liz wakes up with nightmares of the night her parents died. He knows perfectly well that she had been force- fed veristirum, and had to live it all again. Harry stepped in front of Liz, blood literally boiling inside him. He would take it back. He would take it all back.
Suddenly, the world around him faded into black.