A/N: Thank you to o-dragon, Nikki's Evil Doppleganger, Black Comet, Super-hero Fan and butterflywing (Am I forgetting anyone!) for reviewing last chapter! YOU GUYS ROCK! I LOVE YOU! ((In a Author/Reviewer/Friend kinda way)) Anyways, thank you so much!
This is for Nikki, and the rest of you who may be confused, heh, I'm sorry I didn't explain earlier, it just never occured to me, and Nikki, the genius, asked. Haha . . .
Riyhan's parents are Selena and Sirius. She was born after Eragon, when Selena disappeared.
Eragon and Murtagh's parents are Selena and Morzan.
Morzan's father is Dumbledore, and after Morzan died, Dumbledore, as he always had, looked upon Selena as his daughter.
So that's about it, I guess . . . .
Chapter Four: Owl Post
Harry walked over and opened the window, and the owl hopped importantly onto the windowsill. Harry rolled his eyes and untied the white thing that Riyhan noticed was on its leg - quickly realizing it was a letter - well a few of them.
Harry put them down on the small table by the window and the owl took off through the window again. He looked at the letters and tossed one to Ginny, Ron, and Hermione, until he was standing there, holding two envelopes. He handed one of them to Riyhan. She looked down at it.
Riyhan Iris-Suraii Black
That was the only thing on the outside of the envelope. No address. No return address.
Riyhan broke the wax seal and pulled out the peices of parchment inside, oblivious to the other four watching her with raised eyebrows.
Dear Miss Black,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted into Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Term starts on September 1, and the Hogwarts Express leaves the station at 11 o' clock sharp. DO NOT BE LATE.
Minerca Mcgonagall (sp)
Deputy Head Mistress
Riyhan raised an eyebrow and slid out the next slip of parchement. On it was a booklist. It reminded Riyhan of her mom's old bookcase at home. And underneath it was a list of supplies. Something about a cauldron, a wand, a hat, robes, and some other stuff . . .
Riyhan's insane thoughts were interrupted as Ginny coughed. Riyhan snatched her head up to look at her. Ginny tossed bach a few locks of red hiar and looked at Riyhan. "We're going shopping in Diagon Alley tomorrow." she said, finally.
Riyhan nodded, but her mind was whirling with questions. What was Diagon Alley? Where could she find a WAND? And who the hell was Voldemort? And Galbitorix? And Murtagh and Eragon? Last she checked, she was an only child, that went to public school, whose life revolved around music and art, who had water balloon fights in the summer. Pretty normal.
Not a witch, with a magic wand, and sparkly fairies as her dearest companions who skipped through the flowery meadows!
"Come on kids, dinner." Mrs.Weasly said, peeking into the room.
Riyhan was ripped away from her thoughts as she unconsiously followed the others downstairs, and then into the basement kitchen. She sighed as she was offered a seat in between her supposed father and Harry. She sat down and looked around . . . nothing weird about this, really. There were quite a few seats and a small acalanche of people sitting here, it looked to Riyhan kinda like Christmas or Thanksgiving back at home . . .
Some girl with pink hair sat across from Ginny, then there was this other guy that looked like a hobo . . . and Mr.Weasley -
"FRED! GEORGE! COME BACK WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" that was definitely Mrs.Weasey's voice. Riyhan looked up just in time to see a kinfe heading straight for Harry. She jumped up and caught it half a second before it reached Harry's nose - not that it mattered.Everyone had dived away from the table on panic, and were on the floor. Then the table lurched and A huge pot of steaming stew slammed down and skidded across the table and stopped near Riyhan other hand . . .
- - - - - - WHEEEE - - - TIME SKIP - - - WHEEEEEEE - - - - - -
Dream whooooooo . . . .
- Riyhan was laying in the middle of a huge landscape of a desert. All alone, with no one, and nothing near her. She heard a roar in the distance, and a few hysterical screams, and something that sounded like some latin words, but not much else.
She slowly got up. She looked down at herself. She was in a soft billowy white nightgown, that insulted her taste so much she felt like barfing, but she didn't. She looked around, and then she saw it. A long sword with a beatiful green tint on the blade, only a few feet away. She walked over to it barefoot, sand sifting through her toes.
She bent down and gingerly picked up the sword. It wasn't all that heavy, though it was almost as long as she was tall, and the blade was quite broad. She looked at the hilt. Emeralds and Rubies embedded into the silver and gold shone in the sunset light.
Riyhan turned around- to meet a pair of large, slanted green eyes and-
"Riyhan, wake up." Ginny shook her gently. "Wake up, girl! We have to get too Diagon Alley. Get dressed."
Riyhan groaned and covered her head with a pillow. "Five more minutes."
Ginny laughed and yanked the pillow up, and hit Riyhan on the head with it. "UP! Come on, get up!"
Riyhan grunted and sat up. "Fine. I'm up, see?" She walked over to her trunk and quickly pulled on a pair of ripped jeans and a Trace Adkins condert tee shirt, braided her dark brown hair back, and pulled on a pair of boots. "Ok, wheeee. Let's go." Riyhan skipped out of the room. Ginny blinked and followed her.
A/N: Yeah. Hm . . . WHEEEEE! OMG I am so hyper. I'm sorry this kinda took a little while. But I have horrible writers block! I'm trying to get them to school as fast as possible. Stupid summer. Oh - I can't beleive I just said that . . . Well anyway! We have a nice riddle today.
There's a man who's hung himself on a rafter in a barn. The walls are both twenty feet away, and he is forty feet off of the floor. There's a huge puddle of water beneath him. How did he hand himself?
Take a guess in your review.
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