AN/ The following is about class schedules at Hogwarts for our favorite sixth years. It helped me to write it out so I knew when they were where.
For me to write classes and not get confused I made a class schedule for each of the students. I am putting up Harry/Neville's and will explain the differences for Hermione and Ron. I know that Harry doesn't actually have this schedule as he is not at Hogwarts but this is what it would have been, and as I said before it is also the same as Neville's. One other thing I need to mention is that I have added a Healing class. I am going on the thought that it will have been offered before and for sixth years taking it, it is one period, two hours, a class and when they take it in seventh year, you must have taken it before or you would be placed in the sixth year course, it is a double period class.
All days Physical Defense5:30 am (Optional) Regular classes 8:00pm after dinner. All classes take this class.
Breakfast is at 7am – BB Lunch is at noon – LL Dinner is at 7pm – DD
Notations d is for a double period – four hours n is for a normal period – two hours
Potions – P Transfiguration – T Charms – C DADA – D Herbology – H CoM – M Arithmacy – A Healing - HH
Monday – BB – Pd – LL – Mn – HHn – DD Tuesday – BB – Dd – LL – Cn – Tn – DD Wednesday – BB – Td – LL – Mn – HHn – DD Thursday – BB – Cd – LL – Pn – Dn – DD Friday – BB – Hd – LL – Mn – HHn – DD The differences in Ron's schedule is that instead of Potions he has free time, which you can be sure that Hermione will have him studying through. Hermione's is slightly different in that in place of CoM she has Arithmacy at that time. If you have any questions about it let me know.
Chapter 5
……… Do you know how to use that thing?………
"Do you know how to use that?" "Of course, the pointy end goes into the other man." Sigh "This is going to take a lot of work." The Mask of Zorro, Delavega and his apprentice, learning the sword.
It was the first day of classes. Ron, Neville, and the rest of the sixth year boys were trying to catch a few extra minutes of sleep and still have enough time to have breakfast before they had to get to there classes. "You know you two are lucky right?" Semeus said to Dean and Ron. "You can sleep in you don't have class on Monday mornings. Though knowing Hermione, Ron's not going to get much time to sleep extra. She'll have him studying during the whole time."
"Oh shut up Semeus. If I didn't get up now then I wouldn't get breakfast." Ron said while getting out of bed, and heading to the showers.
"And Hermione would give him such a telling off if he wasn't there." Neville said laughing at the face Ron was making.
"No doubt. Then they would have their usual fight like they do every week." Dean added. Three of the boys were laughing while the other grumbled in reply as they all headed to the showers to get ready for the morning, and the first day of classes.
On the other side of the tower the women were already up and getting ready after their showers. They too were gossiping about the opposite sex. Well to be truthful only two of the three sixth year girls were gossiping, being the biggest gossips in the school. The other one, one Hermione Granger was finishing her hair and picking out one of her school books to study before classes started. Her best friend Ginny was already down in the common room when she got there, having escaped her room mates earlier.
Ginny had always been an outcast in her year since she had opened up the Chamber of Secrets in her first year. It did not matter that she had been under the control of the memory of Tom Riddle, otherwise known as Voldemort. And though many didn't know much, the fact that she was involved had hindered her in finding and keeping friends. Her only true friends were her brothers, Hermione, Harry, Neville, and Luna. She was very close to Hermione but also to Luna as the only one in her own year group.
After Ron and Neville came down the four of them set off to breakfast. After breakfast the torture would begin, at least that is how may of the students saw it. They had made sure to bring their books and supplies with them. They had yet to receive their full schedules but all knew that the sixth year NEWT potions was first. It was just a given. McGonagall came by at that time and passed around the class schedules to her students.
"So what other things do we have this term." Ron mused with only a passing glance at his class list. He was too intent on his food. "Well this afternoon you should have Care of Magical Creatures while I have Arithmacy, and then we have Healing. It should be interesting." Hermione replied. "Right now some of us have to get to class." She said with a pointed look at Ron and Dean. Lavender and Pavarti were also getting up to leave having Double Divination first thing. No one else seemed to be taking it.
Hermione, Semeus, and surprisingly Neville, had double potions first thing after breakfast. They certainly didn't want to be late. No one ever did when they had Snape for a teacher. Especially the Gryffindor's who he had a special disliking for, no need to mention that he was a Slytherine, that was a definite given, even if you didn't know about the phenomenal school rivalry between the two houses.
The day passed with out much complaint or complications. Neville had done surprisingly well in potions class. He was able to somewhat curb his nervousness and terror of the professor and make a decent potion. It would be an interesting year to say the least if Neville was able to keep it up. All the Gryffindor's were hoping he would be. It at least gave them fewer reasons for loosing house points off of the 'snarky' potions professor. And that in it's self was a great improvement.
That evening was the first class of physical defense, no one knew quite what to expect. As the class of sixth years walked into the room, they noticed that the walls were covered with weaponry. Lots of weaponry. All different types, bladed, dulled, staff, and projectile weapons were visible. It looked like a veritable armory.
Malfoy snickered at his companions and went over to one wall that contained different types and sizes of daggers and swords. "Well someone sure doesn't know how to deal with weapons. You don't leave them were any one can get at them, someone may just take one." He said to his posy of Slytherine's. Malfoy reached out to take a gold hilted mini dagger off the wall. It looked to very sharp and had a thumb sized emerald in the hilt.
As soon as his hand was an inch away from the dagger it was hit with a powerful bolt of lightning-like energy shot out of seemingly nowhere. Many snickers and some full out laughter was heard from the Gryffindor's who had seen the whole thing as they were walking into the room. Many of the sixth years from the other houses were also laughing they tried to stay in the background though. It was well know that if you were not a member of either house you should not get involved, for fear of retribution. It was much safer to be laughing on the side lines.
"Well I guess we now know what to expect from one who lost so much in brain capacity since that Bouncing Ferret indecent in regards to weaponry." Hermione said to him while Ron snickered and many in both houses laughed, remembering that trick from their fourth year.
Soon after their Professor came into the room dressed in loose fitting robes with a sword prominently displayed on his hip. He strode to the from of the room and stood looking over the class of sixth years.
"Welcome. My name is Brawn Granstone. You will address me as Mentor, or Mentor Granstone, and there will be no magic in this class, so put your wands away. This is physical training. I want you all to be wearing loose and comfortable clothing, robes are not a very good choose of wear in this class as it can easily trip you up and therefore cause you injury. Injuries which will not be healed unless life threatening. I have already talked to the Headmaster and Madam Pomphry, and they will abide by my decision." Brawn paused in his introduction while many of the students gasped or openly gaped at him.
'No healing! But that's not right.' Malfoy was trying to hold his blank mask while being totally stunned by what had just been said.
"Well that actually makes sense. It give people more incentive to work and train, so as not to get hurt in the future." Hermione whispered to Ron while he nodded, having actually thought the same. It was this thought that was going through many students minds. These were the ones who would truly succeed in this class, and Brawn could pick out nearly all of them, having done this many times before.
He continued with his introduction, "As I said you will not be doing any magic in here. We will also not be using weapons till near the second term of school. Full classes will begin next Monday. You will be having class with all of the fifth and seventh year students. Now to begin with, I want every one to run around the room till I tell you to stop."
No one was moving. Brawn glared at them. "I said to run. So RUN!" he yelled out at them. Every one ran. While they were at it, Brawn took the time to look over every one, mentally sizing them up for what weapons they would be best suited for. After about 15 minutes, when every one was working hard at just keeping going, he called a stop.
Looking around he noticed many of the students glairing at him. He continued to glair harshly, giving Snape a run for his money. It always worked, even to keep them running when they sure didn't want to. "Now I will be showing you some basic stretches. You will be doing them at the beginning and end of each class to warm up and cool down you muscles. This will insure that you do not become so sore in the mornings."
Brawn showed them all a few different sets of exercises and them bid them goodbye, reminding them of the morning exercises that would be open to all the school. He watched them as they left and thought over the other classes that he would have. He had fifth years on Wednesday at this time, and seventh years on Friday. Then they would all be together after dinner for up to two hours together. All the fifth, sixth, and seventh years together, this was going to be a lot of work. It was a good thing he had nothing during the days. He was going to need that time to prepare the adults for the coming battles.
The second day of classes began well. Malfoy had his Prefect status officially removed for good that morning, after statements had been taken from different students in all the houses by McGonagall and Snape as his Head of House and the Deputy Headmistress. The Gryffindor's all had double Defense against the Dark Arts first off with the Slytherine's, of course. It should wind up being an interesting class, if last night's class was anything to go by.
Apparently the two new professors had been working together for quite some time, and were there for this class was bound to be as interesting as last nights was. The room they all entered for the DADA class was decorated simply with books and crystal objects. There were also some tanks of creatures in some places around the edge of the room. Then there were the objects that immediately caught every one's attention once they saw them.
At the front of the room to the sides of the black board were two very intriguing items. On the right was a tall white staff that seemed to be almost floating. It stood completely upright with out any visible support, and barely touched the ground at its base. The whole of the staff was intricately carves and seemed to be glowing a soft white light. On the tope was a Black Onyx gem stone the size of a first year's fist. It too seemed to be glowing white, if it was being seen correctly by all those present. Which in truth would be very hard to make them see if that was not the case. A black stone glowing with white light, it just seemed to defy all logic. But then whoever said magic was logical.
On the left side of the black board was a mirror. But not just any mirror. It seemed to be a living mirror. The glass was covered, but the framing seemed to be every where. It was living vines, and had the most beautiful violet colored flowers Neville, the true botanist, had ever seen. The framing surrounded the oval shape of the covered glass, with leaves and flowers overlapping it in some places. The vines continued on down to the floor too hold up the mirror and looked like a curtain of green and purple. It was the most magnificent mirror any of the students had ever seen. Hermione, ever the pragmatic one, was wondering what these objects had to do with the class.
It was at that point that the new professor came into the room. Every one quickly got into their seats. "Welcome to class. As you heard from the Headmaster I am called Lady Sillfair. You will abide by this title." She said sternly. "Now this class is Defense Against the Dark Arts. You will be learning of spells and curses that can harm you and how to defend against them. You will also be learning about different, lesser known creatures that are quite dangerous. I do not wish to interfere with what is being taught in your Magical creatures class so you will have to look hard for information on the creatures if you wish to know more than I tell you."
Everyone was studiously paying attention to what would seem to be another McGonagall type teacher. Everyone that is except Malfoy, who seemed to have found something in her speech to sneer at. "Is something not to your liking Mr. Malfoy?" The Lady asked. "I fail to see how it is that you can consider yourself under the title of Lady. Those were long ago dismissed in the face of true bloodlines being superior to mere titles like that one. Add to that the fact that going around calling yourself under such a title is illegal." The blond heir said smugly.
Lady Sillfair sent him a hard glair worthy of Snape. "Mr. Malfoy," She said so sternly every one knew not to mess with her, "I have held this title longer you, your father, and your grandfather put together have been alive, as has my husband and may others in our family. Do not presume to threaten me. The 'law' on this matter cannot be applied and if it happens again, you 'will not' like the consequences."
As she finished it could be seen that though she would be known to be stern, most of the school would love her once the story got around. Especially the Gryffindor's. After all this was said and done they got on with there first class, taking a written test to go over what had been actually taught in their past classes.
The rest of the week went by in a flash with Charm's, Transfiguration, Healing, and other classes. Not to mention the early morning exercise that the four friends decided to take. They wanted to be in peak physical condition when the fifth member of their group came back in a year. They knew he would be from his summer letters, so why shouldn't they. They were sure to slow him down if they weren't, and that was simply not expectable for them to do.
"Well Harry, lets get started with your physical training." Storm said to him as he was coming down for breakfast. She was in her usual gear of a soft leather top and slacks. Perfect for physical work and for fighting if need be, though she did have a more protective leather outfit she wore when she knew she would be fighting in the future or when she left to go on one of her adventures and she, and all the rest of them call it. Even if it was one continuing life threatening situation after another. She did have many other outfits more suited to a woman at any time or a Lady of Court but those were usually packed inside one of her many trunks hidden with her limited magic, ready at any time, in any place she needed them or something in them.
Storm tossed Harry a set of clothes similar to her own and pushed him back up the stairs to change before he even had a chance to grab some breakfast. The look on his face must have given him away for soon after she had started to push him back up they had both heard the voice of Elminster from the kitchen, "Go on lad. You can eat when yer done. Ye don't want to begin this stuff on a full stomach anyways. When ye get used to it so will your stomach and it won't matter when ye eat."
Harry rolled his eyes but complied with the continued pushing and went to change his clothes. When he was done he went back down stairs to find Storm waiting for him in the door way. "Come on now. We're going to start you on some physical training. You really need to get into shape." She said to him. Within the next half hour, Storm had Harry running laps around the tower and it's immediate grounds. It wasn't a very large area for him to run but Harry was a bit out of shape and so it tired him out easily. After running for about an hour, in which time Storm wouldn't give him any break but did mention to him that it wasn't a race and speed didn't count, he was allowed to stop.
He was completely out of breath. Storm let him take a small break. "You know that if you run slower you will be better able to pace your self. In the long run this will allow you to breath easier during a fight or other competition. Pacing yourself now and learning to go greater distances will increase your stamina. Proves to be a great thing let me tell you." She said to him. "So it doesn't matter how fast I run just how long I can run with out getting tired?" Harry asked her. Storm smiled at him, "Yep!" And she set him to running again.
They stopped the workout about an hour later to cool off and get a late breakfast. "We will be starting this earlier in the morning as of tomorrow. You will need to be up and ready to go by 7:00am." Storm told Harry. "Alright. I guess I can get used to that. Will we be doing this all day?" He asked her. His answer was given by some one else though.
"Nay lad. Every morning you will work on physical training, and in the afternoons the two of us will be working on your magic." Elminster said to him from his seat in the library as they were passing by. "We will be starting that schedule today. We'll continue what we've been doing, and in no time will have you able to reach your magic and bring it forward with out the use of any type of focus. Ye will only need that for that magic ye use in yer land. Later I'll teach ye how to use our focuses. Now get, both of ye. I have work to do." And with that he showed the two of them back out of the library. Storm just laughed and led the way into the kitchen.
"So in the mornings we will be working together, and in the afternoons I'm working with the Old Mage. Do I get the time after dinner to myself?" Harry asked. "I still have to do all my school work for Hogwarts so I know what I will be tested on when I get back."
"Of course you get time to yourself. For now any time after dinner will be used for what you deem fit. Later on as you get better with different things you will get more time free for your Hogwarts study and anything else you may wish." Sylûne said as she came into the kitchen. "For now you will be mostly working with Storm and El. Lhaeo and I will come in later. I for one hope that you will have a bit of elemental magic in you that we can tame. It would be a great asset for your fight and can be fun if you are strong enough in it. I will be teaching you that if you can do it. But don't worry about it now. We will get there when we get there."
After everyone was finished eating their brunch El and Lhaeo set off on their own errands while Storm began preparing to leave. "Now I have some things to do and I will be gone for about a week. Be sure to keep up with what you did today. When I get back I expect you to be in shape. Got it?" Storm asked Harry.
"Don't worry I will be." He said in reply as she was putting on her traveling leathers and weapons. This included, from what Harry could see, a sword, and multiple sets of daggers in different locations. Her boot tops, between her shoulder blades, and above her inside wrists were just a few of the locations of the bladed weaponry. He was sure there was more, he just didn't know where.
Storm gave the two sitting a small wave and a cheeky grin before she walked out the door and to the stables. With Storm leaving, Harry realized that he didn't know much about the world he was now in, and as Sylûne was sitting down next to him he had the perfect opportunity to find out. "Sylûne, just what is your world like, geography and country wise I mean?" Harry asked her.
"Ah, a very good question. I was wondering if you were going to ask. Lets go some where more comfortable shall we?" She said to him, and got up out of her seat at the kitchen table. Sylûne led the two of them up to the second floor of Elminster's tower where there was a comfortable sitting room with a fireplace. It looked like a mini second library but with many more comfortable chairs and sofa's as well as small side tables.
There were six book shelves on one side of the large room while the fireplace was on the other side. Two medium sized tables that could comfortably seat four people were in the center of the room with high backed chairs around them, and most of the stuffed arm chairs and sofa's were arranged around the fireplace though there were others spread around the room. All in all it was a quite comfy room and Harry figured he would be spending a lot of his studying time in here.
"Now to begin with we have many different kingdoms. Some are ruled by a King or Queen, others are ruled by a council. Others still are ruled by different methods. Here in Shadow Dale we are mostly ruled by a Council. We have a small 'army' I guess you could call it, of protectors. Most of them are made up of Knights of Myth Drannor that have been guarding Myth Drannor since the fall of the city. It was an elvin city and has been gone a long time. They guard the city from robbers and the local lands and towns from the demons that have inhabited the ruins." Sylûne began her explanation.
"Our closest enemies are the Zentarium. They are run by the strongest Wizard in the land. If one believes they are stronger than they fight to see who is alive at the end. It is and ever changing ruling counsel. They also follow the evil God Cyric. In his service the wizards ally themselves with beholders, orcs, demons, and other such monsters. They are our number one enemy because they always seem to want to kill Elminster. The citizens of Shadowdale don't mind though. They love having El here and in the 500 or so years that he has been here, have not once asked him to leave."
Harry listened with rapped attention to everything Sylûne said about the lands and their rulers, as well as some of the different conflicts that had been going on. They spent the rest of the day talking, as well as all of the day following except for when Harry was working on his physical training.
As Storm left the stables with her sturdy mare she was met with Sherantya, one of the Knights of Myth Drannor , who had asked to accompany her to the Fighters Stockade. This was where Storm was headed. It was a showing of sorts for any who wanted to get into the fighting busyness, ether as a solder, mercenary, or just looking for a master to apprentice under. Many who were looking to pass on their skills would go to the Stockade to find an apprentice, and those who were not chosen as an apprentice could apply for a position in the local army's or possibly even find a job working for mercenary's. There were many Stockades that took place in all the different lands, and the Harpers had at least one eye in all of them, looking for potentials. It was this 'eye' that led Storm to the Stockade in Cormyr now.
Mert, an old friend and long time Harper, had said there were some promising young men and women who had given a slight indication of wanting to join the Harpers. As the leader of the group, Storm decided to check them out. It was not required. One could become a Harper through any Harper, if you worked at it. No, Storm was looking for someone who she could train along with Harry. It was always better to have someone to train against who was on or just above your own level. The others who showed interest in becoming Harpers she could send on their way to those she thought would be best to teach them. She knew many who would accept those she sent their way.
As the two women set off on their horses they were quite. They rode for two hours before coming to the top of a small nondescript hill. Nondescript except for the positioning of two standing stones about waist height that stood across from on another. Storm and Sherantya got down from their horses and each tied a blindfold over their horse's eyes. When that was done they took hold of the rains and led the horse's through the two standing stones. They did not walk strait through as one might think. For between those two stones was a gate. This was why they blindfolded their horse's. It was just to disconcerting for the animals.
The two women and two horse's emerged from the other side of the gate at the foot of a waterfall. Un-blindfolding their mounts, the two walked out of the shallow stream and onto the dry bank. It was time to get to the Stockades, the doors would be opening soon and Storm wanted to be there for the last remaining week of the event. She had a second apprentice to find. Sherantya on the other hand was mainly looking to see what talent was out there. If she did find someone who she thought would benefit the Knights she was willing to take them on for some training.
The two rode for another three hours till they reached the site of the Fighters Stockade. It was an open area off to the side of the main road outside of a town called Kelmen. Now Kelmen wasn't a big town. Nor was it well known. It just happened to be in the right place for this sort of thing and that was why it had been the grounds for the Fighters Stockade in the Corymr Kingdom.
The stockades were set up as multiple bare ground arena's. Each one was a circular area any where from twenty to fifty feet in diameter. In each circle were any number of people from two to twenty, engaged in mock combat to show off there skills. Those looking for new apprentices or guards were standing at the outside edges of the circular arena's judging the fighters.
During breaks any number of people could be seen chatting and exchanging information. Sometimes said information would be about ways of improving, other time's it would be about who to go see for job information. Some of the fighters were even getting job offers from multiple people, they were that good.
Storm and Sherantya separated at the first arena, to see if they could find what, or rather who, they thought would be good for the positions they had in mind. Looking more closely at the arena's one could tell that they were categorized. Some held those looking for an apprenticeship, others those looking for jobs, and overall they seemed to be separated by the skill level of those in the arena's.
Storm was wondering. She knew that some where in amongst all of these people was an old merchant. The one call 'Old Wolf'. A long time Harper and traveler, as well as one of the hidden Lords of Waterdeep. He was the one who had told her of the promising individuals attending this event. He had asked for her opinion and company while he chose those who would best suit the Harpers.
Mert was an active one, that was for sure. He was in the area, after a trading run, when the Fighters Stockade had begun and so decided to look into potentials. Storm was only happy to come and take a look for herself. If the sly Old Wolf had found some people who he thought would be a benefit to her than she was not one to sit at home and wonder. She trusted his opinion too much to disrespect him so.
Storm wandered through the different arena's, taking a look at all the different people who were out to work for someone. She did find two or three who looked to have a promising future in their area of fighting. She would see about talking to them later. It was near the back of the Stockade's that she found Mert and three young fighters.
Two men around the ages of 18 and 23, along with one woman probably only 15 years old, were standing with the Old Wolf talking about different fighting styles when Storm walked up. She was greeted warmly by the Harper with a strong handshake and a nod while the others simply looked on.
Thogan, Felnor, and Ayana were introduced to Storm as the ones who most wanted to become Harpers, but needed training, in more that just their fighting skills. Over the rest of the week, Storm watched and worked with the three to find out just what each needed to learn to be a successful Harper. By the end of the Fighters Stockade she knew where she would send each of them.
Storm was sitting in her tent just outside the Stockade's. It was the last evening, and everything would be closing up in the morning. Sherantya walked in to find her writing two letters. Storm looked up from the letters she was writing. "Any good candidates?" She asked Sher.
"I've talked to quite a few and some seem well enough, but they just don't have that special something." Sher said with conviction. Storm laughed, "Well I always knew you Knights were picky. It's hard to find the right kind of people for you here anyways." Sher just smiled. "Yea I really didn't expect to find one either. So did you choose one of Mert's applicants?" "Yea. Ayana will work best. Especially since I have Harry to train as well." Storm replied.
Storm and Sherantya walked up to the three men and one woman who were standing next to their mounts. Storm said as she handed Thogan and Felnor each a letter. "Now, as I already have one apprentice and can't take on more than two at the moment two of you are receiving letters. If you wish to continue to follow the Harper life then this will be your best path. Thogan, take this letter to Helopath and deliver it to a man named Brogan. Felnor, deliver yours to a woman named Glena in Kormi. They inform the two of your current skills and my wish for them to train you. I wish you both the best of luck. With hard work and an advancement in your skills I have no doubt that you will be good Harpers." Storm handed the two there letters and sent them on there way.
After she sent the two young men off she turned to Mert. "Well Old Wolf you did well as always. Don't stay away too long. I have two new apprentices now, I'll need some fun in between." She said to him laughingly as she gave him a kiss on his smirking lips.
"Of course dear lady. We wouldn't want you to get bored now would we?" He replied before he too set off back to Waterdeep. Once he was gone it was only the three women left.
"Well Ayana, as you realize you are my newest apprentice. Now that the others are gone I believe that we should be on our way as well. Shar if you would led us?" Storm asked the woman and received a nod in response. The three mounted their horses and conversed back and for the while riding there way back to the Dalelands, in particular, towards Shadowdale where a black haired young man waited.
Said black haired male was currently finishing that mornings exercising, about to head in for breakfast before continuing with his magic training. Harry and Elminster had continued with working Harry's core magic so that he could call on it with out the use of a wand and it had been coming along nicely.
"Harry lad, how are ye doing this fine morning?" El called out as the young man walked into the study of the mage's tower. "Well I actually feel energised for once after the exercise." Harry replied with a smile.
"Good, good. Ye'll be fit and trim in no time the way yer going lad. Now as you should have been studying, tell me what each of thease are and what different combinations, will do what with what spells." The Old Mage continued. The two of them continued on this vein for the rest of the day. Harry, working with the spell components and different spells themselves, learning all sorts of useful spells as well as how and when to use them. It wasn't until late that evening that Storm, Sher, and Ayana got back to the tower.
Review Responses:
Bandgsecurtiyaw, Ragnorak, ThrainTalonwater, Makotochi, nogoalielikeme: Thank you. I'm glad you like it. I sure have fun writing it. I am working on getting this out sooner but I have had some problems on where to go with those at Hogwarts. Its coming though.
Dragon Rage: If you look closely at the end of the Avitar trilogy you see that Midnight decides to go by Mystra as it has always been the name of the Goddess of Magic and she does not wish to loose any one or confuse them by changing the name. The others who were the Goddess before her, including the one who had been Mystra since before Elminster's Choosing if you would call it such, have also followed this tradition. I believe at the beginning of the first set of Elminster books, the mysterious woman who we learn is Mystra, goes by her first, and birth, name when she comes in as a messenger. I am glad you like this story. I have heard from many to have him meet Drizzt. If I do so it will not be a big part. He is more likely to me him if he goes to Silverymoon to meet Alustrial.
X revolution: Thank you for your review. I am working on keeping all the spellinig errors out. Most of those were from last minute additions to the story when I was posting it here. If you have never read Forgotten Realms and like my story then I suggest you try it. My recommendation would be to start with Ed Greenwood's first trilogy in the group, Elminster the Making of a Mage. The other two go in the order as follows, Elminster in Myth Drannor, and The Temptation of Elminster.