Disclaimer: Sadly the characters of Harry Potter do not belong to me, they belong to the wonderful J.K. Rowling. I am however borrowing them for my own twisted pleasures.
AN: Sorry this chapter took so long to update, not that it seems to matter. But ne wayz. If there is someone reading this I just wanted them to know that I have already written chapter three and I am halfway through chapter four.
Chapter 2: New Roommates and a Sexy Beast
Prior to the day I entered Hogwarts as a sixth year, I had not seen so much as a moving picture of the place, and until that time I had no need to either. Which I guess equally leveled me with the other students (first years) who I was to be sorted with.
I entered Hogwarts as any other student (first or otherwise) on the Hogwarts Express, and had a thankfully uneventful trip. I sat alone in the train compartment and met Professor McGonagall on the train platform when we arrived.
I was then escorted to a giant of a man, Hagrid was his name, who was shouting for first years. (This all sounds really exciting doesn't it?) Anyways you can guess where I was dragged after that, you know the drill. Lake edge, boat ride over black water to Hogwarts, through front entrance, and to the Great Hall…So here is where things got exciting for me as a transfer student starting as a sixth year.
I made my way to the Sorting Hat, ignoring the curious stares that followed in my wake. As I sat down on the stool, right before the hat covered my eyes, I noticed two things. One was Malfoy, who's stone grey eyes were locked not on me but on someone across the Great Hall.
Following his stare, I saw for the first time, the Boy-Who-Lived. His eyes locked with mine, and then the Hat was on.
Muffled sounds from the Great Hall were cut short by the Sorting Hat's curios voice.
"Hmm…an older mind for sorting I see…Well now this is a first. Someone who isn't nervous…Courage then, eh…and cunning. Your loyal too, and wits…but where to put you?"
I waited patiently as I could, wondering which house I would be best in. I knew my father would like me to be a Slytherin, but I wasn't really interested in it.
To tell the truth I was tired of hearing all their pure blood is best crap and I wasn't dead set on being considered a dark wizard because of house and family ties. Not to mention Malfoy and his friends would become a nuisance, and I could never get close to Potter that way. No definitely not Slytherin.
The Sorting Hat, who in my thoughts I'd totally forgotten, piped in. "Not Slytherin eh? Well now I like a student who can think for themselves every once in a while. Maybe you should try Gryffindor house, they're a nice lot they are."
No, I thought. It might be a good house but my father would never accept it.
The Hat pondered my thoughts, made an exasperated sigh, which halfway through became a gasp.
"I know exactly where to put you, with all this thinking, you're a perfect RAVENCLAW!" The last word was shouted to the entire hall.
McGonagall took the hat from my head, and I took my place at the Ravenclaw table, who's claps were followed by curious and pondering stares.
I found myself surrounded by first years though, so to bide my time I took in my surroundings. Everything at Hogwarts was so different from Durmstrang. The houses (there were none at Durmstrang), the muggle-
borns, everything.
A clap sounded at the front of the Hall and food appeared. Throughout dinner I kept to myself, listening in to some of the conversations, but I found myself staring at Potter. He was different from what I had expected.
Towards the end of the Star of Term Banquet, I felt a tap on my shoulder, and I turned to find a girl my age with a prefect badge smiling back at me.
"Hi ," she said, extending her hand. "I am Cho Chang."
I shook her hand, and told her my name but I was interrupted from saying anything else.
"I just came over to say hello and tell you if you need any help getting around school or something, all you have to do is ask me or the other Ravenclaw prefect." She pointed to a boy our age, then smiled and went back to the head of the table where she leaned over to say something to her friends. All of whom were glancing from me to her and giggling amongst themselves.
For some reason, girls did that a lot around me. Any way, after their little giggle fest, Cho lead everyone back to the dorms.
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At first glance I thought the common room was extremely small for everyone in Ravenclaw, just big enough for maybe one year, but definitely not seven.
Although however small, it did look extremely comfortable what with the big cushiony sofas and chairs. Off to the sides of the room were two identical doorways with Ravenclaws piling into them. I, however, had no clue where to go.
I spotted Cho directing several first years through a door to the left, and made my way over to ask if she knew where I was supposed to go.
She responded by pushing me through the door and saying, "Top floor, first room to your left." Then sliding a wrought iron door in front of my face.
With a lurch the entire room shot upwards then quickly jolted to a stop.
"First year dorms." A feminine voice echoed.
The iron door slid open and the elevator emptied leaving me and two others. The door slid shut again and a boy behind me said, "Fourth year dorms."
The floor seemed to lurch upward again then stopped with another jolt. Again the door slid shut, this time leaving me alone. "Sixth year dorms," I said with only a little hesitation.
Seconds later I stepped out into another common room, this one slightly different from the first one I had seen. There were three doors on each side of the circular room, four of which stood open.
There were no couches as in the first one, but a circular indention filled with pillows. A stained glass window in the design of a wizard muted the light that filtered through, giving the room a cozy feel. As did the fireplace guarded by stone eagles to the right of the elevator.
I walked to the first door on my left, one of the open doors, and took a look inside. My things were piled on the bed farthest from the door.
"So you're the new kid."
I turned in half stride to find my new roommate lying on the first bed. I had completely missed him when I walked in.
His legs crossed at the ankles and his head pillowed on his arms, he stretched out on his bed and stared at me with dark eyes that almost matched his black hair. Excepting the fact that his hair had bright red streaks and was gelled into long spikes, of course.
"Yeah." I answered, turning to walk to my side of the room. I could feel him still staring at my back while I began unpacking.
"So what's your name again?"
I turned back around and extended my hand. "Legion Rosier. And you are?"
Jumping off the bed he took my wrist, and then we slid hands, ending with a finger snap. "Jadyn Ollivander." He smiled then, and I noticed the cynical air it emanated. It made me feel like he knew something I didn't. It was a most unnerving look.
"So where did you transfer from?"
"Durmstrang." But right as the word left my mouth, a loud thumping emitted itself from a neighboring room.
It sounded like music, but it was hard to tell. I looked to see if Jadyn was as surprised as I was only to find him giving me that I-know-something-you-don't smile and shaking his head.
A door to the left of my roommate's bed opened, revealing a bathroom and another dorm-room.
The boy who had come through both of these dorms seemed completely oblivious to both Jadyn and I, however, and danced right into our room and directly onto Jadyn's bed.
The music that flooded into our room took on a more tribal beat and the boy on the bed swiftly lifted his shirt over his head and began twirling it around as he danced.
Another boy appeared in the doorway, cupped his hands over his mouth and made a loud catcall.
"Lyric, you sexy beast. Whoo Dance, boy, dance."
I knew I was gaping when the boy had come in dancing and took his shirt off, but now neither Jadyn nor I could stop laughing. And by the time we could, we were both choking for lack of air.
Bent over gasping for air, I saw a quick movement in the corner of my eye, and I moved to get out of the way.
It was the other boy, not Lyric, that I had seen charge, but it wasn't me he was after. It was Jadyn.
When they connected they hit the floor with a loud thump and wrestled, rolling over the rug, and trying push the other off.
"Ivor, you ass, get off.!"
"Aww, I'm sorry love, did I hurt you?"
"Yeah, your bloody bony ass landed on my elbow!"
Ivor pretended to search Jadyn for any more injuries, and Jadyn pushed the other boy to the ground as he, himself, got up off the floor.
Ivor took on the look the look of someone who's heart had just cracked in two, tears and everything. Sniffling, he looked up and cried, "Don't you love me any more?"
I held back the laughter tickling my throat as Jadyn sighed and rolled his eyes.
"Legion, meet dumb and dumber, hope you don't mind living next door to insanity."
"Aww come on Jadyn. We're not that bad are we, Lyric?" Ivor said sounding insulted.
"No I rather like our insanity. Besides our 'ol buddy Jadyn knows that's why 'e likes us."
Both boys' faces broke into grins as Jadyn sighed, giving in.
"Aye your that new kid Legion right?
"Yeah, s'right."
"So where are you from?"
"Durmstrang."
"Durmstrang eh? Why'd you move here? Parents changing jobs or something?"
A picture of my mum's body flashed through my mind, and then my father's speech about no one was to know who I really was.
"My parents are dead."It came out sounding forced, wiping the smiles off of all three of the boy's faces. "They died a few years back."
Ivor opened his mouth to tell me how sorry he was, but I stopped him.
"It's fine you know. I've been living with the Maloys for almost two years now. Mr. Malfoy thought it would be easier if I just came here like Draco."
Both Lyric and Ivor winced at the name Malfoy and took on a more disgusted look when I said Draco's name.
"I take it you don't like the Malfoys." I said when I noticed.
"It's not that we don't like them," Ivor started,"It's that we hate them. Stupid pure blood's…No offense Jadyn, but really, I mean come on!"
This time Lyric and Jadyn winced, looking to me to see if I was insulted. But they had nothing to worry about, I was to busy laughing to be insulted.
"I agree, we purebloods can be infuriating, but your right, The Malfoy's are the worst." I said.
Lyric spoke up then. "It's not that me and Ivor have anything against purebloods per say," he said punching Jadyn in the arm, "It's just that well, I'm muggle-born and hyperactive over here is half-n-half. As long as you're not into the whole Death-Eaters-rock thing we'll be ok."
"No problems there," I answered.
A loud shout sounded from Lyric and Ivor's room, followed by the sound of the music being turned off. Soon after, the figures of two girls appeared in the doorway.
"Ever heard of sleeping? We have classes tomorrow." The girl foremost in the doorway said, flipping her extremely light brown hair out of her yellow-green eyes, anger apparent in her every gesture.
Ivor jumped up and stood in front of the girl, I could hear the smile in his voice. "Now Cree you know how much I love it when mad…"
"Ivor."
"Yes beautiful?"
"Shut up."
Pushing the boy out of the way, she and the girl behind her made their way to the other door. As she walked through it, she yelled back, "And go to bed!"
"I wondered how long it would take her to show up." Lyric said, one eyebrow raised at the door. Shaking his head, he and Ivor walked out the door.
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"Pass the eggs." Jadyn asked as he sat down beside me.
"Do you know what classes you have yet, Legion?" Lyric asked through his mouthful of sausage.
"Not really." I answered, "Do you know yours?"
"We picked our classes last year but we find out what times we have our classes today."
At that time the rustle of owl wings filled the hall, and I looked up to find my owl swooping over my head with a letter. With practiced ease, I caught the letter he dropped and read the front. It was a simple piece of parchment with my name written in blue. I broke the Hogwart's seal on the back and read:
Mr. Rosier,
Because you have transferred from another school, your courses have been picked for you fro the transcripts sent. If you do not want your assigned courses or would prefer an alternate course to replace another, please speak to your head of house. Otherwise your classes are as follows:
Potions
Transfiguration
History of Magic
Herbology
Charms
Defense Against the Dark Arts
Astronomy (This class is held only on Wednesday from midnight until)
And Ancient Runes
Alternate courses include Arithmancy, Muggle Studies, and Divination
If you are interested in Defense Against the Dark Arts, every Tuesday and Thursday from 7:00pm to 9:00pm we offer a club (D.A.) in the room of requirement. However to join this club, you must find the room of requirement and pass an initiation test. For further information, see Harry Potter.
You should also know that 6th years are allowed to go to Hogsmeade every 2nd weekend of every month. Get your parent/ guardian to send us a letter with their permission. If you have any questions, locate Professor Flitwick, your head of house, otherwise I bid you good day and good luck.
Albus Dumbledore
I looked up to find the others still reading their letter, and waited until they were done. After a moment Ivor's face spread into a grin.
"Yes! I got divination again this year!"
Lyric raised an eyebrow. "Hmm I wonder why that could be Ivor, maybe because you picked it you wanker!"
"Hey I picked it last year and they gave me Muggle Studies…Like a half blood wizard needs bloody muggle studies. I missed my divination, and its like the only class I really understand."
Now that was a shocker. "You actually understand divination?" I asked.
"Well not really, it's more of a joke between us. See in third year Professor Trelawney asked me about every single thing in the lesson," Ivor huffed out his chest and put a snooty look on his face," Professor Trelawney says that I'm the only student that really understands Divination in this entire school. She says I have enough potential to be a great Divinator."
"Divinator, so that's what they are calling it these days?" Jadyn said with his all knowing little smirk.
The smaller boy looked at him and deflated, "Yeah whatever, what did you two get anyways?"
"Ancient Runes" Jadyn and I answered at the same time.
Jadyn looked back down at his schedule. "Well we better get to potions first." With one last bite of toast, I got up and walked to class with my new friends.