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Shtoops "The only thing I currently disagree(?) on is Elsa being in Slytherin, as she is totally a Ravenclaw. Other than that, I have no complaints(?) Bye!" -Oh we totally agree don't worry. you can even see on tumblr from over a month ago Azaria and I talking about it. However as Tom Riddles daughters when she was eleven years old she believed she was destined to be like her father, and though she didn't like it she "accepted it" and asked to be in Slytherin. She has come to hold different beliefs now, but one cannot change their house.
Salathi's Notes: Honestly the entire time I was writing my section for this chapter, I just wanted to read Azaria's XD. though I did enjoy making Rapunzel confront Elsa.
Azaria's Notes: Oh boy, I had so much fun writing this chapter. I laughed myself silly so many times. Kristoff, I love you, but you're so annoying sometimes. I have 2 stories under the name Azaria97 here, so it would be great if you guys checked those out as well :). I also have a tumblr under the name elsanna-has-ruined-me, so if you guys have any questions, or you want to submit anything, you can do it there. Anyway, enjoy!
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Disclaimers: We own none of the characters from Harry Potter or Frozen… sadly.
Elsa Riddle
Chapter 5
(Anna)
For once I'm actually on time. Of course it just has to be the one period where it doesn't matter what time I arrive, but you have to celebrate victories when you can. I'm at the bottom of the last moving staircase, about to enter the Great Hall, when I have the irresistible urge to look up. My eyes immediately find a spot of white high above on one of the highest staircases. I can't recognize what it is, so I turn around and begin to ascend the staircase. I reach the top of the one I'm on and squint as hard as I can.
Then I see what exactly caught my eye. It's.. Elsa. She's leaning over a banister with her braided hair dangling over her shoulder as she looks down. Faintly, I can also see her smiling at whatever she's studying so intently. What is she looking at? I almost feel jealous as I begin to search frantically for whatever has her attention so I can beat the nargles out of it. I'm so focused that I almost miss a laugh from above. I look back up to her and I see her shoulders shake slightly while her hand covers her mouth.
Then it hits me. She's looking at me again! And if she's looking at me, that must also mean she's laughing at me! My face heats in embarrassment, but I shove it aside and lift both my arms in a vigorous wave, smiling so hard it makes my cheeks hurt. She lifts her hand that isn't still covering her mouth and gives a slight wave back down to me. I'm brimming with happiness and I start running up the next staircase to meet her when a loud voice rings around the echoey room.
"Anna! Where the heck do you think you're going?" Kristoff yells from the very bottom of the stairs. I spin around, losing my balance and almost tumbling down the staircase I just climbed, but I grab the railing just in time.
"Kristoff! Don't you know not to startle me on stairs?!" His eyes look apologetic for one moment, then they are back to being furious. Next to him I see Merida and Rapunzel trying to hold Kristoff back while Flynn chuckles out of the way of the struggle. Kristoff strains against the two girls holding him and opens his mouth to scream at me again I guess, but I'm already turning away to continue on my way to Elsa. I look up, expecting her to still be laughing at me, but my heart drops when I find the spot where she used to be—completely empty. I suddenly feel like crying again.
I hear a *tap tap* coming from behind me, so I turn to find Kristoff galloping up the marble stairs toward me. I stumble back and land on my behind in surprise at his quick advance. When he arrives at the step just below me he reaches down and grabs my upper arms in a vice-like grip and lifts me up until I'm dangling just above the floor. I struggle and kick at him to let me down, but he ignores my wiggling and continues his speech. The same speech I had just ignored a few seconds ago.
"Of all the stupidest things you could possibly get yourself into, you just had to get messed up with her! Anna I can't believe—" and with that, I tuned out again.
As Kristoff carries me down the stairs I crane my neck upwards again in a desperate hope that Elsa comes back into my view just one more time, but she doesn't. I allow Kristoff to drag me all the way to our seats with Merida, Rapunzel and Flynn following behind us. Thanks guys for holding him back, I think with a roll of my eyes.
In the past few years the school board has been promoting out-of-house friendships. And one of the things they decided is that for meal times, there aren't any specific tables for the houses. Everyone can sit pretty much where they want to, except on special occasions. Of course most people just continue to sit at the same table that usually hosts their house.
My friends and I usually stay at the Gryffindor table because we can be loud and no one really cares. So that's where Kristoff carries me and plops me down on a bench so I'm facing him. Oh boy, here it comes.
"Anna, why in Dumbledore's name are you talking to the most evil, horrible, disgusting girl in school and why in the Muggle's Hell did she give you a rose?!"
"Wait, what? What do mean she's 'the most evil girl is school?' And how do you even know about the rose?" I pat my inside pocket to make sure it's still with me.
"The rumors have been flying since the end of first period. There are even some that she killed you in secret when you two took off on that hippogriff and buried your body under the whomping willow. And even one where the rose was poisonous and you died in your father's arms in the courtyard. Anna, you have to understand, as much as you hate people getting close to you only for your family, she is the one person most likely to take advantage of you for that!"
"I don't understand what you're saying, Kristoff. Elsa is a lovely person! She even saved me when she didn't have to! And what do you mean she's the most likely person to do that to me? I'm not buying it. Elsa is one of the nicest people I've ever met! She rescued me from falling off and killing myself! How could someone like that be evil?"
He groans in frustration as he spins around and clutches his head in a tight fist. It looks like he's about to rip out his own hair. That looks painful.
I feel Rapunzel sit down next to me on the bench. I shift to face her and she just stares into my eyes for a long minute. She puts her hand on my shoulder and asks the question I haven't even allowed myself to think of yet.
"Anna? Do.. do you have a crush on Elsa?"
I'm so surprised by her sudden question that I don't even have time to think or blush about it.
"Ummm… Yes…?"
"What?! You have a what?!" Kristoff splutters in disbelief.
"Well, I think I might have a crush on Elsa. It's not a for sure thing yet." I say calmly, hoping it'll rub off a little on him.
"You mean to tell me you have a crush on someone you just met today?" Ok, Kristoff is officially losing it.
"Yes, Kristoff, I said I think so. Now pay attention."
"Haven't your parents ever warned you about strangers?! Especially this one?!"
"She's.. she's not a stranger. At least she doesn't feel like a stranger. It feels like I've known her longer than forever."
"Oh yeah, you think so? Alright, what's her last name?"
"Elsa.. of Slytherin House." Whew, pulled that one out of nowhere.
"How can you possibly not know her last name?! Well, whatever; moving on: what's her favorite food?"
"Ice cream!" I'm only guessing, but I have a really good hunch.
"Best friend's name?"
"Probably Gerda." God, I hope there's a Gerda around here somewhere.
"Eye color?"
"A beautiful ice blue."
"Foot size?"
"Elegant, but foot size doesn't matter!"
"What if you don't like the way she wakes up in the morning with stinky breath? What if you don't like the way she picks her nose?"
"Ew! Excuse me, Kris, but she is a lady!"
"Everyone does it. And what's worse, she's a girl! You can't be crushing on a girl!"
"Ooch man, you ignorant dolt! Who are ye to say she can't be crushin' on a girl? That's none of yer goddamned business!" I look over and see Merida standing next to Kristoff with a face almost redder than her hair. He definitely shouldn't have said that, especially in front of her. I think she's what the muggles call 'a feminist.' And she's never liked being told what she can and can't do, anyway.
"Thank you, Merida! And besides, none of that little stuff really matters! I know she's a good person in my heart, and that's what I'm going to trust." Honestly, the fact I may be crushing on a girl is a little bit worrying, but I don't have time right now to think about that too deeply.
"That doesn't sound like true love to me," he mumbles out, thinking none of us can hear him.
"What, are you some sort of love expert then? And we aren't even talking about true love!"
"Well no, not me personally. But you know that my family deals with all sorts of love potions and stuff!" He starts to glance away uncomfortably.
"That has nothing to do with what we are talking about now! Love potions and true love are two completely different things!"
"Stop talking." Ok, I'm really mad now.
"Oh no. Nonono; you can't walk up to me, carry me around like I'm some ragdoll, yell at me and then tell me to shut up!" I'm standing now and I'm trying to get all up in his face, but I'm not nearly tall enough for that. I open my mouth to yell at him again, but he claps one of his huge hands over my mouth to stop me from talking.
"No, seriously, I mean it. Shh. You need to be quiet, like, now."
I growl in frustration until I realize why exactly he's telling me that. I finally notice that the whole Grand Hall is deadly quiet. I'm scared to look but I can feel hundreds of eyes on me so I turn around slowly….
I chuckle nervously at all the attention and wave timidly at the crowd of staring people. One kid even waves back at me! I hear Flynn shout out a smooth 'Hey there' to the crowd and he even puts on his famous 'smoulder' look before Rapunzel smacks his arm. Merida groans in frustration.
"Alright, shove off, all of ya! This 'as nuthin to do with any of ya! And I swear I'll shove my wand down yer throat if ye don't back off!" She shouts at everyone, and out of fear, they all listen.
"We may want to go somewhere more private for this," Rapunzel suggests. We all walk out of the Great Hall, and Kristoff even lets me walk on my own this time. "Anna, where would you like to go?"
"Ya can always say no if you don' wanna talk abou' it, and I don' care what Kristoff has to say abou' it." Merida comforts me along with a side hug as we leave the castle.
"I know! How about we go sit on the beach! I haven't been there in ages!" I say. By the time we get there Kristoff looks exhausted. We girls sit down in the sand while Kristoff paces in front of us, and Flynn refuses to sit down in the 'messy, clothes-ruining sand.' Out in the middle of the lake I can faintly see a couple of merpeople. I wave to them and they return the favor.
The only reason they acknowledge me is because my 3rd year here I fell into the lake by accident and they rescued me from the giant squid that was trying to eat me. They took care of me for a few hours until someone noticed I was missing and came looking for me. I'm still friends with a few of them, and I bring them anything shiny and pointy I can for their collections as payment on the debt I owe them.
I'm brought back from my reverie when Rapunzel glomps onto my shoulder and giddily asks for the whole story from this morning.
So, I tell it.
I tell them about the first time I saw Elsa and how I tripped right in front of her, I tell them about our first conversation and how I crumbled into a babbling idiot in front of her, I tell them about the hippogriff ride and how Elsa is the only reason I'm still alive right now; or at least not in the hospital wing. I tell them about my strange feelings of familiarity and about the strange buzzing feeling that only happens when we touch.
When I finally reach the part about the ice rose, I pull it out of my pocket carefully and show it to each of them. Kristoff snatches it out of my hand when he's in reach of it and starts to crush it in his grasp. Merida jumps up and punches him in the stomach, to which Kristoff whines in agony. She then plucks the rose delicately out of his hand as he doubles over, turns around and gives me a crooked grin before handing it back to me carefully. Without wasting any time I inspect it and, to my great relief, find that no damage has been done. I feel like crying in anger and thankfulness.
I love Kristoff with all my heart, but he's really starting to get on my last nerve.
"Kristoff! What the heck was that for?!" I ask while cradling my precious flower.
"You need to forget about her, Anna. You need to destroy that thing and never speak to her again. On second thought, don't even go anywhere near her!" He demands vehemently while stomping his feet in the sand.
I gasp indignantly. How dare he say that to me! "How can you even say such horrible things about her? You haven't even met her, Kristoff! How could you possibly know that she will be bad for me? I can't believe—"
"Anna, her name is Elsa Arendelle Riddle, as in Tom Riddle's kid." He interrupts my rant quietly. "You know, Voldemort's daughter? Your dad killed her dad about 23 years ago?" He grumbles in annoyance, as if he's talking to a brick wall. "You still don't recognize her? She is literally the offspring of evil, and you think she's not going to be horrible and nasty to you? It's in her blood! She couldn't help herself even if she tried!"
I'm shell-shocked for a moment. Elsa—the sweet, quiet, caring Elsa that I met in class—is actually Lord Voldemort's daughter? I'm having a hard time wrapping my head around that fact. And, for once, I'm out of things to say.
Then I register what exactly he said. "Wait, what? If Voldemort was killed 23 years ago, how is it possible for Elsa to be in her teens? Do you even know he's her father for sure?"
"Yeah, it's been proven that she is his blood daughter by some kind of parentage spell, but the details of how she can be so young were never announced to the public."
"Well, who's her mother then?"
"Her mother is Princess Idunn Arendelle," Rapunzel says, "the last living member of the Arendelle line, besides Elsa of course. The Arendelles were one of the Royal families in the wizarding world during the dark ages."
"Whoa. She's even a princess…" And I'm starstruck all over again.
"Anna." He sighs while pinching his forehead. The tone of his voice brings me back to the seriousness of this conversation. "I just don't want your heart to get broken. She's not good for you."
I turn to Rapunzel. "Did you know about this?" She sadly nods her head. I look back down to my useless hands in between my legs. I feel something crawling on my thigh, and right as I'm about to swat whatever it is away, I recognize Rapunzel's magical chameleon, Pascal. He climbs right next to my left hand and pats it reassuringly. "Thanks, Pascal."
"We were going to tell you, but you just seemed so happy. We didn't want to ruin it for you just yet. Well, everyone except Kristoff." She looks pointedly at him as Pascal returns to her palm.
"So, will you stay away from her? Promise me you will stay away from her, Anna." Kristoff pleads desperately.
"I…I…"
"Come on, Anna! Just say it, please!"
I huff in exasperation. "Kristoff, I can't promise you that. I don't know why, but I just can't. But thank you guys for listening to me. And thanks for telling me her last name! If she's that famous, it would've been embarrassing to ask her what it is! And thank you for trying to protect me Kris, but don't ever speak to me that way again, or else I'll sick Merida on you." She giggles in the background at my words.
"W-what?" Kristoff sputters. Distantly I can hear the school bell bonging the signal for classes.
"Well, we'd better go, or we'll be late. Come on, Pascal." Rapunzel calls out as she starts skipping back to the castle, her long blonde hair flowing like a banner behind her.
"Honestly, I think she loves that frog more than she loves me." Flynn whines to Merida. I can almost hear the restraint she's having for not punching him in the face. We all start walking back to school except for Kristoff, who is still frozen in place at my answer to his request. He grumbles at being ignored and denied, so he stomps past all of us and leaves for the castle by himself. I almost feel bad for making him angry, but I don't because he was being a real jerk with the way he was talking about Elsa. That made me angrier than sin.
Elsa. The sound of her name ringing in my head sends shivers down my neck. I wonder if this new fact about her past changes anything.
I start to think of her; her beautiful eyes, her beautiful hair and her beautiful smile, even though it doesn't happen often and she tries to hide it. I don't really feel any different than I did earlier; still floaty, queasy and nervous, but in the good kind of way. I am a little worried about it though.
I'm so lost in my thoughts about Elsa that I don't even remember I forgot to have lunch.
(Elsa)
I am hardly paying attention to a single thing the charms professor is saying because I'm lost in my own thoughts and fantasies about a certain bubbly redhead. The bright smile and energetic wave she had sent in my direction before lunch—they had been so wonderful.
I blink a few times to bring my eyes back into focus, only to realize the room was practically empty and I mentally slap myself. I had been so lost in my thoughts I hadn't even noticed the bell ring.
I sling my black satchel over my shoulder and turn to leave the classroom, then find a pair of piercing green eyes staring me down. Rapunzel of House Ravenclaw is standing in front of me, legs spread wide, arms crossed and back straight.
I blink in surprise and slight annoyance. Can't people just leave me alone? I don't interact with anyone. I just leave them be. I feel my annoyance building as I try to walk past her, she shifts to block my path.
"Why did you do it?" she asks in a deadly calm voice. I just stare at her blankly, with honestly no clue whatsoever as to what she's talking about.
"Why run after Anna? Why save her?" She clarifies and she takes a step closer to me. Her eyes stay locked on mine as she walks up until we are barely a foot apart.
Angry and irrational jealousy immediately start to boil in my chest at her question. Did she wish I hadn't saved Anna? How does she even know Anna?
"Would you have preferred it if I had let her get hurt?" I growl dangerously as I glare fire into her eyes.
"Of course not! I am very glad she didn't get hurt, as are all her friends." Rapunzel replied, her face turning red in anger as well. "What I don't like is that Elsa Riddle, the Ice Queen of Hogwarts, who never gives anyone a spare glance nor word just happened to take an interest in Anna Potter."
She takes another step towards me as she speaks until she is directly in front of me.
"I will admit, I don't know much about you, at least not the real you. But I know the rumors about you, and if even half of them are true, then you are very dangerous."
"I would never hurt Anna." I whisper. I long to take a step back and put some distance between us because I don't like anyone in my personal space, but she's challenging me over Anna; and Anna. Is. Mine! I will not back down.
"Even if I believe you, that doesn't mean you can't hurt her unintentionally." Then her voice dropped softer tone. "I know what it's like to be raised by less-than-good parents, I want to believe that you can be a good person regardless of who your father is. But for the six years I've known about you I have seen nothing and heard nothing that proves to me you are a good person except for that you protected Anna earlier today. It is only due to that fact that I'm not telling you to stay away from her."
I can't begin to describe how much I wish to shout at this girl. Anna's mine—mine! Or at least she will be soon. Yet here she is assuming I would dare cause Anna harm. She even had the gall to tell me she'd be telling me to stay away from her if not for the fact I had protected Anna earlier today.
However, instead of shouting like I wanted to, I take several slow breaths to remind myself that this girl is one of Anna's friends; and Anna would most likely be opposed to me transfiguring her into a toad, or frog or anything of the like. So instead I say something to her that I know I will mean later when I've calmed down, but at the moment it feels like a complete lie.
"I am glad Anna has friends who care so much about her. Thank you for giving me a chance and I hope you can eventually come to trust me." I say this with my back straight, my face calm and polite, showing none of my inner turmoil. "Now if you'll excuse me I must be getting to my next class." I rush past her as elegantly as I can manage and, holding in tears, hurry for the nearest girl's bathroom.
Tears of rage and sadness. I know I'm dangerous. That's why I keep myself apart, it's why I don't let anyone in and why I ignore the world. So that I can keep them all safe. Yet from the moment I met Anna down by the forest I let her in, I didn't have a fear of hurting her. In fact, every single thought was of protecting, possessing and caring for her.
Those thoughts had been so strong I hadn't even thought about the possibility of hurting her. For almost a half-day I had not been afraid of hurting someone. That peace was gone now, filled with a fear that I will hurt Anna, that I might even kill her. I feel a panic attack rising inside me. I haven't had one in years.
Once in the girl's bathroom, I sprint for the basilisk tunnels. Once in I run for all I'm worth for the only room I know of that can handle my panic attacks. I can feel my magic start to lash out as I run, streams of frost spread over the tunnel walls, flames briefly flash all around me. Wind comes in wild gusts and every now and then the tunnel shakes.
I had inherited many things from my father, but my most dangerous ability was from my mother's family. My family line from my mothers side could be traced all the way to Merlin, the greatest wizard in history. It was rare, but not unheard of for his descendants to possess one of his greatest gifts; wandless magic. I had inherited this gift, and I didn't need a wand or spells to work magic. Yet I used both for greater control and safety. Magic controlled by a wand and a spell was far less likely to break out of my control than my other forms of magic.
Finally I reach the dead end of a tunnel that leads into the Room of Requirement. It's an entrance I don't think anyone knows about. The normal entrance is across the tapestry of Barnabas the Barmy on the 7th floor. But the basilisk tunnels have an entrance into every special room in the castle, and this place is no different.
Three times I pace at the end of the tunnel, thinking, I need a place to hide and contain me—a place that seals away magic from the outside world. On my third pass, a door formed as if out of thin air and I jerk it open to enter the very small and completely white room. I close the door behind me, after which there was only a doorknob on a wall.
It took many hours for my panic attack to subside; but, like always, the Room of Requirement kept me and, more importantly, everyone else safe.
Salathi's Notes: A there you go, now you know another one of Elsa's "gifts" (she will come to see them as such eventually, but for now she sees them only as a curse.) the next chapter is 75% Azaria's work . and I am working one the one following it trying to make it 75% my work to make up for it… lol. if that doesn't happen I'll even us out eventually ;). Also I know I told you guys I would have at least one chapter for each of my stories this week because of my break from school. What I had not anticipated was 3 consecutive date days with my girl, which means I didn't get the time I wanted to write. I do have a chapter of Frozen Blood coming, and with time to write on monday and wednesday while she is in school this coming week I should get at least one other chapter out as well, for which story I don't know yet.
Azaria's Notes: I think this chapter is my favorite so far, just because of the scene between Kristoff and Anna arguing over Elsa XD. So until next time!