Me: Scream like a banshee!
Danny: Make you jump out of your skin!
Fright Knight: This is Halloween!
Dani: Everybody make a scene!
Tucker: Everybody's waiting for-
Victoria: You to start the fucking story!
Danny: Fine. Let the story begin.
"Man, I can't believe how long, yet easy our classes are!" Tucker said as he bit into his sandwich. Sam nodded.
"I agree. What do you think, Danny?"
"That they're shorter than dealing with ghosts back at home, that's for sure!" Danny stated. "And the classes are fun!"
"True that!" Tucker nodded. Just then, Albus Dumbledore walked up to them, Victoria close behind.
"Hello you three. I'd like to have a word with you in my office."
The Amity Trio looked at each other and nodded. They, along with Victoria, followed him to his office. Oh no! Nobody expected that! *cough* sarcasm *cough* When they arrived, Danny took a deep breath and asked, "So, what do you need to talk to us about?"
"Why, I'm glad you asked! I am planning to have you four take normal classes starting October 31rst. The advanced ancient spells will be taught in the afternoon during the weekends after that day, as right now the class is taking up two important classes. I do hope that this isn't much a bother for you four."
Danny smiled. "Don't worry of such things, Professor! It's no big deal! I bet we can handle them!"
"I sure hope you can, I really do."
(Time skip to October 31)
Danny woke up to Cujo growling at something. When he opened his eyes, he groaned. Right in front of him was the Box Ghost, who was currently in a tug of war with one of the Slytherin boys over a box.
"Let go of my belongings, you blue freak!" The boy shouted. The Box Ghost glared, gripping the box tighter.
"I'M NO FREAK! I AM THE BOX GHOST! AND THIS RECTANGULAR CONTAINER IS MINE!"
Danny rolled his eyes. "Hey Boxy, do you ever shut up? How'd you escape the Fenton thermos anyway?"
The boy and the Box Ghost looked at him. Boxy gasped. "Phaeeenton? What are you doing in Scottland?!"
"The same could be said for you. Last I heard, you were in a thermos."
"I WAS UNTIL MY GREAT AND TERRIFYING POWER ALLOWED ME TO ESCAPE!"
"Tell me the truth, Boxy. You know how terrible it would be to in one of those thermoses for an entire year."
The Box Ghost looked at him in terror as he let go of the box and held his hands up. "Fine! I was let out by one of the ecto pusses! I promise that this is the truth!"
"Promise to the Netherworld?"
"Yes, I promise to the Netherworld!"
"Good. Now get out of my sight and go back to the Ghost Zone."
"Yessir!" The Box Ghost sped away from Hogwarts as fast as he can.
The boy, who saw the entire situation, ran out of the common room. Danny sighed as he turned invisible, told Cujo to stay, and followed after the boy, flying. He followed him to the Great Hall, where he watched the boy run up to Draco. "Draco, you won't believe what Fenton just did!"
"Bogswart?! What do you talk about? What did Fenton do?"
"Well, there was this poltergeist that was trying to steal my box of potions and he woke up from the sounds of the poltergeist and I fighting then scared the ghost with only his words!"
"Blimey! That's impossible! No one can simply scare a poltergeist like that! We can't even… Wait, I forgot he can touch ghosts and spirits."
"M-my, who a-are y-y-you two boys talking about?"
The boys turned to see Professor Quirrell. "Oh, hello Professor! We're just talking about Fenton!" Bogswart answered.
"Fenton? A-as in Daniel Fenton?"
"Yes, Professor. He scared off a poltergeist using only casual words. No spells, no physical fighting, just words! It was amazing!"
"W-w-where is he now?"
"He's probably on his way here for breakfast."
"Th-thank you." Quirrell said before walking down to the entrance of the Great Hall. As he stood there waiting, Danny flew back to the common room and changed into his school robes. He gestured Cujo to follow him, and they both walked down to the Great Hall, Danny knowing that Quirrell was going to stop him, which he did. "Mr. F-Fenton? May I have a word with you for a moment?"
"Sure, teach. What about?"
"I f-find it best if we talk in the hall."
"Okay…" They went out into the hall. "Now can you tell me why you're wasting my precious time for breakfast with my friends and my dog?"
"Y-yes. I heard about your f-fight with that poltergeist."
Danny snorted. "If you could even call that a fight. My parents are experts on the paranormal, so I know a thing or two about ghosts. And just to tell you, Boxy is a very low level ghost. He couldn't harm a fly. The only danger he is to someone is annoying the G-Zone out of them."
"I-I also heard that you can use physical contact with spirits. I-is this true?"
"Yeah, it is. I thought everyone knew that by now."
"B-but I have another question for you."
"Shoot."
"A-are you a mudblood or a pureblood? Th-there has been some… arguments amongst the teachers, m-myself included.
"Pureblood."
"So y-your parents aren't-"
"No." Danny said tiredly. "Can I go now? I'm hungry."
Quirrell nodded. "O-of course."
"Good. See you is class teach!" Danny ran and met up with his friends. Meanwhile, Quirrell went to his office and shut the door, locking it. Once secured, he began to unwrap the cloth on his head to reveal another head.
"My Lord, what do you think of the boy's words?" Quirrell asked.
"I believe that he is indeed hiding much more than his words are to speak. I also believe that his power level is extremely high and worthy of my cause. Tell the others to prepare plans for having him join our side, and I also want you to keep an eye on him. Find out anything and everything you can."
"Yes sire."
Meanwhile, the Amity trio, along with Cujo, finished breakfast and were on their way to History of Magic class. The one class they all had together. When they arrived, the teacher, Cuthbert Binns, shook their hands. "So you three are the famous trio I've been hearing about during my time in the Ghost Zone! It's a pleasure to be your teacher during your time here at Hogwarts!"
Danny smiled. "Well, I'm glad to be here, Mr. Binns!"
"Same here!" Tucker said. Sam nodded.
"It's certainly a lot better than being a senior in Casper High. That school was terrible." She said aloud. Binns rose an eyebrow.
"So, while you three are here, who's watching your town?"
"My cousin. Her name is Dani with an I, short for Danielle. She's a halfa too."
"Well, that's good to hear. Th-"
Binns was cut off by an enormous group of students swarming into the classroom. The Amity Trio looked at their teacher before sitting down. But it wasn't long until Victoria saw them and waved, coming to their location. She sat in the desk in front of Sam's and turned to them. "Hey you three. Are you guys going to pay attention to this class?"
Sam nodded while Danny and Tucker shook their heads. Sam glared at them. "Why not?!"
"We already read the book during the summer along with using libromem. We already know the history." Danny explained. Tucker smirked.
"By heart!" He added. Sam facepalmed.
"Of course you two would find a memory spell. Only you two would." She sighed and turned to Victoria. "Don't be lazy like these two. They'll rot your brain."
Victoria nodded as class began. Binns started to talk about the first years of magic discovery, which sent everyone listening into a bored state. For Danny and Tucker, however, they were secretly watching YouTube videos on the new movie Logan, trying to learn about all of the new easter eggs (yes, it's purposely not capitalized, as we aren't talking about the holiday, if that weren't obvious). When they learned that Wolverine was losing his powers to old age, they looked at each other with tears in their eyes. Danny grabbed a piece of paper and a pencil. The duo started to write to one another.
Can you believe it, Tucker? Wolverine's losing his powers and physically falling apart! Literally!
I know! How old was he anyway? 110?
No, he's over 200 years old. Remember that he was in the Civil War, The two world wars, and the Vietnam war. And the movie takes place in 2027.
Ten years into the FUTUUURE!
LOL!
IKR? It's sad that Wolverine is going to die though.
We don't know that for certain yet. All we are certain about is that Charles will die, as he is ninety, and his powers are fading as well.
Yeah, it's sad. But now there is a second generation of mutants.
Hey, does my ghost powers make me a mutant too?
Naw, you're half dead, mutants aren't. You'd be more like Blade, as he's more of the supernatural, being a daywalker and all. You being a halfa is no different.
Point. So, what class do you have next?
Charms. You?
Same. Jeez, I can't tell why they have Gryffindor and Slytherin in the same classes so often if they're rivaling houses to befriend them or create more of a rivalry than there already is! Like seriously! It's like they're too stupid to realize what they're doing by grouping these houses together! What idiots! Not that I'm complaining, considering that we get to hang out in almost every class, but still!
Now that is something I can agree with. So, Danny, I heard that we are going to make feathers fly. You going to use your telekinesis?
Hell yeah I am! Besides, using "Wingardium Leviosa" is easy! It worked on my first try!
It worked on my second try! And I'm an average level wizard!
Like I said, easiest spell ever.
And it wasn't a lie. When they arrived at their charms class, Sam in Transfiguration, Danny and Tucker saw the feathers and instantly made them fly before class even started. Their teacher, Filius Flitwick, was astonished by this, telling them that they could do what they like so so long as they didn't disturb other students. Danny and Tucker nodded happily. They sat in the back of one of the rows of desks as the rest of the class, all Gryffindors and Slytherins, swarmed in. Draco and his two friends decided to sit in the row right in front of the duo. Danny rolled his eyes as class began and Flitwick started attendance.
After attendance was dealt with, Flitwick looked at all of his students with a smile on his face. "Good morning, class! Today we are going to learn and practice the flying spell! After all, a wizard's most rudimentary skill is levitation, the ability to make objects fly."
Hermione raised her hand. "Is that why we have feathers on our desk?"
Flitwick nodded. "Why indeed it is! Now there are two spells for levitation. The first one we are going to use is Swish and Flick. Get out your wands and say the spell! And don't forget the nice brisk movement we've been practicing!"
The class, excluding Danny and Tucker, who were watching The Wolverine from 2013, did as told. But of course, their feathers did not fly. Flitwick sighed. "Try again." The class tried and failed many more times before working. Once it did, Flitwick decided to try the other incantation. "Okay class, how about we try using the second incantation? It's Wingardium Leviosa." The class nodded and tried to use the spell. Danny, with curiosity, took out one of his earbuds and started to listen around him when he overheard Ron and Hermione's argument.
"Look, stop, stop, stop! You're going to take someone's eye out! Besides, you're saying it wrong. It's leviosa, not leviosaww!" Hermione stated.
"You do it then, if you're so clever! Go on!" Ron challenged.
Hermione mentally rolled her eyes. "Wingardium leviosa." Her feather began to levitate and everyone stared at it.
Flitwick noticed this and said, "Oh well done! See here everyone! Miss Granger has done it! Splendid!"
Danny smirked. Too bad Tucker and I already beat her to it! He thought as he noticed Seamus gain a determined look on his face, scaring Harry. "Wingardium leviosa! Wingardium levio-"
As Flitwick finished congratulating Hermione; a giant flash along with a giant BOOM came. Nearly falling over, he turned to where the explosion came from, Seamus. "Ooh!"
Harry turned to the teacher. " I think we're going to need another feather over here, Professor."
Danny snickered under his breath and whispered to Tucker, who just took his headphones out, about what happened. Tucker started to silently laugh, not loud enough for the teachers to hear, however, still loud enough that Draco heard. The young Slytherin turned to the trio. "You two find it amusing as well? Well, Fenton, I guess this half blood is a decent one."
"You got that right, mate! He's certainly a one of a kind friend!" Danny bragged. Tucker laughed.
"Sure, but nowhere as cool as someone who's got a death day and a birthday!"
"True, very true."
Draco raised an eyebrow. "I heard you mention this death day before. But wouldn't you have to be dead to gain one?"
Danny shrugged. "Yeah, you would be. Not me though. Oh wait, does being dead for a few minutes after being electrocuted by two million bolts, before coming back to life, count?"
Draco looked at the young halfa in horror. How many lightning bolts was he hit with?! "Blimey, Fenton! What kind of storm has that many lightning bolts?!"
"Lightning bolts? I never said it was from lightning, mate. I went inside of a death contraption of a machine when I was electrocuted. No big deal. In my town, people have dealt with worse."
"As in poltergeists like the one in the Slytherin common room? How did you scare it off anyway?"
"Dude, boxy is such a low level poltergeist that it's easy to scare him off! He's nothing more than an annoying nuisance that obsesses over boxes! And maybe the perfect guy for misplaced aggression."
"That was a low level poltergeist?!" Bogswart cut in. "But he's so strong!"
"Seriously? Boxy strong? It must be the end of the world!" Danny pretended to be strangled to death. Tucker laughed as Bogswart frowned.
"Haha, very funny."
"Not as funny as seeing the ectopusses screech and begin having rainbow farts!" Tucker told him. Danny rolled his eyes.
"You bought the Nyan Cat app, didn't you?"
"Maybe…" Tucker admitted. "And maybe I sorta used you in some of my Nyan Cat videos."
"Dude! That's as bad as the whole Spectra incident!"
"Totally worth it though!"
"I just hope that you didn't upload that to YouTube."
"Don't worry, I didn't upload it… Yet."
Danny glared at the geek, who snickered. "I'm just kidding! Although, I must say that your face was priceless!"
"Whatever." Danny muttered. After half an hour more of class, everyone was dismissed to go to their next class, which was Defence Against the Dark Arts. When Danny and Tucker arrived, they saw Hermione silently crying in the back and decided to sit next to her. "Are you okay?" Danny asked. Hermione looked at him and shook her head. "What happened?"
"R-Ron said I was a n-nightmare and that it was no surprise that I don't have any friends." she sniffled. "I-is that true?"
Danny glared. "Of course not! From what I saw, you were only trying to help! And besides, his face had jealousy written all over it! Don't take his insults too seriously. That's how most eleven year olds are."
"O-okay. You know, you're strange for being eleven. In a good way!"
That's because I'm not eleven, I'm seventeen. "Thanks I guess." Just then, class started. The teacher, Professor Quirrell, had the class open their books to page forty in chapter four (The pages start back at one for every new chapter). Danny and Tucker, of course, decided not to do as told. They decided to play Smash Bros, and Danny was winning just about every round. They would nudge each other and silently swear at one another as they played. At one point in time, Tucker said shit a little bit too loudly, and when Quirrell looked at him, Tucker blamed it on his pencil breaking. On that que, Danny quickly broke a pencil for him. Tucker grabbed the pencil and rose it up. Quirrell shrugged and turned back to teaching.
Hermione noticed the entire act. She leaned over. "Why aren't you paying attention?" She silently questioned. Danny didn't look away from his game, but still heard her question.
"We already know what he's talking about because we read our books before school and memorized the words." He whispered.
"Oh." She turned back to the teacher's lesson. After forty minutes, Quirrell assigned everyone to read the rest of chapter four and all of chapter five. Danny and Tucker smirked, hid their 3DS devices, and rose their hands. Quirrell saw them and walked over.
"Is t-there anything I c-can do for you two?"
"Can I go to the bathroom?" The duo asked at the same time. The teacher nodded. "Thanks!" They said as they ran out of the classroom. But instead of going to the bathroom, they held hands, teleported to Hogsmeade, and went into the Honeydukes candy shop. With some of the galleons that Danny had brought with him, they got as much sweets, mainly the magical ones like the Pepper Imps and Fizzing Whizbees, as they could. After they did, they quickly teleported back to Hogwarts, hid their candy in their cloaks, and went back to class. The whole event took about ten minutes total, a normal time for students when they actually need to go to the bathroom. They smugly sat back in their seats, knowing that they scored a goal of victory.
Quirrell noticed this and took this into note. Actually, unbeknownst to anyone, he was keeping an eye on the duo, trying to find them out. However, they both were a mystery to him. Nothing they seemed to do made sense. And this stunt they obviously did, due to their victory smirks, was a perfect example. It wasn't like they could apparate as the school had a charm to prevent such things, and brooms would take a long time, not to mention how visible they'd be in daylight. That meant that they couldn't have left school grounds, right? Oh how wrong he was! How severely wrong he was! And he'd never end up finding out the stunt the duo pulled. Never.
Not long after, the class was dismissed. Danny and Tucker grabbed their belongings and found Sam. Then Danny called for Cujo to come. Within seconds, the ghost puppy was literally in the halfa's hands. They all went outside into the fields and sat down. Danny and Tucker took out the candy. "Happy Halloween!" The trio said as they dug in. After they finished, and laughing like crazy due to the candy's effects, they took Cujo for a walk.
Sam yawned. "So, where did you two get the candy?"
"Hogsmeade." The boys said, grinning. "During class."
Sam rose an eyebrow. "And you didn't get caught?"
"Teleportation powers has its props." Danny shrugged.
"Oh."
After a few hours, the trio went to dinner in the Great Hall. They all sat at the Gryffindor table near Harry and Ron. After a few minutes, Harry noticed that Hermione was missing. "Does anyone where Hermione is?"
A girl looked at him. "She went to the bathroom. She's going to be here soon."
Then all of a sudden Quirrell barged into the Great Hall shouting, "TROLL! IN THE DUNGEON! TROLL IN THE DUNGEON! Thought you ought to know." He then fainted. The Amity Trio watched as all the other students started to freak out. They started to scream and run like blind fainting goats.
"SIIILEEENCCCE! WILL EVERYONE PLEASE NOT PANIC." Everyone silenced. "Now, Prefects will lead their house back to the dormitories. Teachers will follow me to the dungeons."
Tucker looked at Danny, knowing what the halfa planned to do. He grabbed ahold of the halfa's arm as Danny turned them invisible. They ran to the dungeons. But the troll wasn't there. Then Danny heard screaming from the girls bathroom. He teleported themselves there and saw Harry and Ron throwing pieces of wood at the troll, who was occupied with attacking Hermione. He rolled his eyes as Tucker grabbed his lipstick taser. "Really? Wood? Talk about last millennia!" He said, shooting the troll with an energy blast. Harry and Ron were shocked. Danny noticed and smirked. "Let me show you how fighting is really done!" He and Tucker shot at the troll, knocking him out in seconds. Soon after, teachers came in. McGonagall looked at them horrified.
"Ah! Okay, oh my goodness! E-explain yourselves! All four of you!"
Danny took no hesitation. "Well, Miss McGonagall, Hermione was in the bathroom when Quirrell told everyone about the troll, so Harry and Ron went to warn her. Tucker overheard them, contacted me, and we both went to help out. But by the time we got here, Harry and Ron were practically done dealing with the troll, who found his way to the girls bathroom like a complete perv. Harry was the distraction and Ron as the one who made the blow. Needless to say, I think they did a decent job dealing with something as measly as a troll."
"Measly? Why in the world would you say that?!"
"Because trolls are straight up retarded." Danny answered, shrugging. "Hell, I could deal with the troll with both of my hands tied behind my back. Then again, I do live in Amity Park, so I might just be used to this type of stuff."
"Well, if this is true," said McGonagall as she turned to Harry and Ron, "Not many first years can face a fully mounted troll and live to tell the tale. Five points will be awarded to each of you. For sheer dumb luck!" She then left. Danny followed Snape as they headed back to the Slytherin common room when Danny noticed that the teacher was limping.
"Professor Snape, what's wrong with your leg?" The halfa questioned his teacher.
"None of your business, Mister Fenton." Snape muttered. Danny rolled his eyes and pointed to a bench.
"Sit down." He commanded sternly. Snape glared.
"You are in no position to be making demands, Mister Fe-"
"I SAID TO SIT DOWN SNAPE!" Danny shouted, eyes glowing toxic green. The teacher backed away before complying. Danny grabbed the injured leg and rolled up the pants sleeve ( I think that's what it's called). When he saw the gash, his eyes widened. "Damn. Well, at least the bone doesn't seem to be broken. I think I can handle this." He placed his left hand over Snape's wound. His eyes and palms glowed white as Danny healed the wound. Snape was shocked.
"T-thank you Mister Fenton."
"No prob. So, how in the G-Zone did you hurt your leg?"
"I was preventing someone from stealing a certain item and was hurt in the process."
"I'm guessing that the looter was also the guy who let the troll in. And I'm also guessing that the item you're talking about is that Sorcerer's Stone I've been hearing about."
"H-how-"
"Ghosts don't keep their mouths shut towards me."
"Oh."
Danny yawned. "Anyway, I'm going to go to bed. Night Snape." He said as he went back to the Slytherin dorm, Cujo already curled up on the bed. Danny smiled. "Good night Cujo." He whispered as he curled up next to his puppy and fell asleep.
Me: That was the show today! Hope you-
Danny: Kagami! This isn't a show! This is a fanfiction chapter!
Me: I don't give a damn! I'm the one in control here!
Clockwork: Actually, I am-
Me: No one asked you!
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