HP the Gryffindor Heir and the Labyrinth
By Rina Bollyqueen 420
A/N Sorry that I haven't updated for ages! I've not forgotten about this fic, in fact I'm thinking about doing a sequel. It's just that I've started and been settling into a new job and I've been extremely busy with college as well. Anyway we're one chapter closer to the one that you've all been waiting for.
Costumes and Remembering the Past
'Twas the noon of All Hallows Eve And All through Gryffindor House It was strangely quiet Not a scream nor a shout.
Everyone going about their business silently And in a corner of that very room Was our dear Hermione.
Nose buried in a book And on the edge of her seat She shook her head as once again Ron had poor Harry beat.
Yes. 'Twas the noon of all Hallows Eve And all through Gryffindor House Everyone stopped and stared When they heard that piercing scream Followed by ................................................
"DALER MENDHI! OH MY GOD!" came the shout. Everyone turned toward the stairs to the girls dorms as Sapna came rushing down and grabbed the closest person, who just happened to be Neville. "Daler Mendhi is coming to Hogwarts!" she shouted as she shook poor Neville. She saw Colin in a corner of the room and ran across to him. "Have you heard that .............................."
"Daler Mendhi is coming to Hogwarts," he finished. Sapna looked at him, confused.
"How did you know?"
"Well everyone from here to India probably heard you when you screamed it from the top of your lungs." Sapna blushed as she noticed everyone staring at her. Ginny and Hermione came up to them and grinned.
"Who's Daler Mendhi?" asked Hermione. "And why is he coming to Hogwarts?"
"This guy sings Bhangra songs, and Sapna is a BIG fan of him," Ginny supplied. "And Sapna wants to know that if he can perform during the one hour break between Sapna's 'entertainment'." The Head Girl frowned.
"I suppose if it's alright with Dumbledore, then it's fine by me." Sapna grinned.
"Thanks Hermione. Did you ask Dumbledore about ..............."
"Yes the wards for muggle electronics will be down by 5 so that your DJ can set up the lights and equipment." Sapna hugged Hermione.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!" she said. She let go of Hermione. "Well me, Zari and the twins have some last minute things to do so ............ see ya," she said as she dashed out of the common room, leaving Ginny, Colin and Hermione speechless.
"Is she a bit more ............"
"Crazy?" supplied Ginny. Colin shrugged.
"It's whatever she's got planned for tonight. She's been like this since Thursday," he said shaking his head.
Later on that day, Hermione and Ginny put on the gowns that Sarah had bought for them, and studied themselves in the mirror.
"This is better than in the dream," whispered Ginny to herself. She was wearing a dress, almost exactly like the one in the dream. Except this time, she had a white mask matching the dress. "You look great Mione," she said to her friend.
"Thanks Ginny," smiled Hermione. "You look great." Ginny blushed slightly and looked over her friend.
Hermione was wearing a fitting black top sprinkled with silver Fae dust which seemed to merge into a flowing deep red skirt. The sleeves were the same red as the skirt and covered her shoulders. She wore gloves of the same material and colour as the top, which reached her elbows. She'd deepened the brown of her hair till it was almost black and had stuck the matching black mask to her face. No one would have recognized her.
"Mione?" asked Ginny. "Could you make my hair a darker shade of auburn please?" Hermione grinned.
"Of course," she said and quickly did the spell with her wand. "Done. Now, there is no way that our guys are going to be able resist us."
"Harry, these blasted things are really tight. How am I even meant to walk in them?!" moaned Ron. Harry tried not to laugh at his friend. "And just look at our hair!" Harry and Ron both grimaced as they looked in the mirror. Even though their hair was the same colour, it's style was not. They both had the same hairstyle as the Goblin King.
"The girl's are going to know who we are!" moaned Ron. "Why did we listen to your Granddad again?"
"Because apparently the Fae race has incredible powers of persuasion," said Harry. He was wearing the same emerald green breaches and matching jacket that he had on in the dream except that his poet's shirt was black, instead of white. Ron was wearing the same outfit as Harry, except his was the scarlet of Gryffindor House and his poet shirt was white. Overall, they didn't look as bad as they thought.
"C'mon," said Harry, putting on his silver mask. "Let's go." Ron sighed as he put on his golden mask and then they went down to the great hall.
Four girls stared at their reflection in the room of requirement.
"We look great! No one's going to know the difference!" said Parvati.
"Yeah. Sapna your dancing in the practice would put the real Madhuri Dixit to shame," grinned Zarina.
"Definitely," Padma agreed. Sapna blushed.
"C'mon guys, your moves are just as good as mine. Besides, we DO look great!"
Their outfits for the beginning of the Ball were the same. They all wore extremely flared silk trousers, which from afar looked as they were skirts. Their tops that reached just above the trousers were form fitting with sleeves coming just above the elbow. The only difference was the colour.
Sapna's outfit was black with silver embroidery. She wore silver accessories and heels, she had her hair black hair, which now had a reddish tint pulled back in tight bun with a few tendril loose, caressing her golden cheeks. She wore a matching black mask with the outfit.
Parvati's was hot pink with gold embroidery. She wore gold accessories, pink heels and her usually waist length black hair was now shoulder length and had brown highlights. She winked at her reflection before putting on her golden mask.
Her sister Padma had black accessories which went well with her wine coloured mask and outfit, which was also embroidered with black thread. She wore black heels and her now dark brown hair fell in waves down her back.
Zarina wore a deep blue outfit with silver embroidery with matching silver and sapphire accessories. She wore deep blue heels, the same colour as her outfit. Her usually brown black hair, was now midnight black, which shone blue in the light and was pulled back in the same style as Sapna's. She smirked at her reflection as she put on her silver mask.
"Ready to knock 'em dead girls?" she asked. All the girls looked at her.
"You bet!" exclaimed Parvati. "Us girl's are definitely gonna be the Queens of the balls tonight." Padma shook her head at her twins antics.
"Do you girls even remember that in a couple of hours we're going to be performing in front of the entire school!" she exclaimed.
"Of course we do," said Sapna. "Besides with the duet me and Zari are doing at the end of the night, we're the ones that should be worried!" Padma rolled her eyes.
"How could I forget? You both are going to dance to the song that was banned in India for it's underlying connotations." Zarina and Parvati late.
"Come on let's get going," Zarina interrupted.
"Yeah, we don't wanna keep the boys waiting," added Parvati with a giggle. With that said, they all changed into their Nagina forms and exited the Room Of Requirement.
People were beginning to enter the Great Hall and Jareth looked around amused. He stole a glance at his wife, who was currently conversing with Albus and Minerva. His wife looked back at him as if detecting his gaze upon her. She silently mouthed 'What?' and he gestured at the Great Hall, which had been transformed into a magnificent ballroom. She quirked her and eyebrow at her husband who then beckoned her to over. She marched over with a look of irritation on her face.
"What is it?" she asked. Jareth smirked.
"Care for a dance My Queen?" Sarah gave her husband a suspicious look, before holding out her hand for him to take.
"And why are you being so charming instead of your regular brooding self?" she inquired.
"Why Sarah, I'm surprised that you do not remember. I thought women remembered all important dates in their lives. I guess I was wrong?"
"What on Earth are you talking about Jareth?" He rolled his eyes over dramatically.
"Why Sarah it's our anniversary," he said simply as Sarah looked confused.
"But we were married on 18th of June. How can it possible be our anniversary?"
"Who said it was the anniversary of our wedding? I Sarah was talking about the night we met." Sarah blushed.
"I completely forgot! 50 years ago today, I wished Toby away to your Labyrinth," she remembered. "Who would have thought that because of that night we would be married, have children and grand children? I know that if someone had told me after that night, I would have thought that they'd gone stark raving mad!" she exclaimed.
"Now look whose gone mad," commented Jareth, earning himself a hit upside the head from his wife.
By Rina Bollyqueen 420
A/N Sorry that I haven't updated for ages! I've not forgotten about this fic, in fact I'm thinking about doing a sequel. It's just that I've started and been settling into a new job and I've been extremely busy with college as well. Anyway we're one chapter closer to the one that you've all been waiting for.
Costumes and Remembering the Past
'Twas the noon of All Hallows Eve And All through Gryffindor House It was strangely quiet Not a scream nor a shout.
Everyone going about their business silently And in a corner of that very room Was our dear Hermione.
Nose buried in a book And on the edge of her seat She shook her head as once again Ron had poor Harry beat.
Yes. 'Twas the noon of all Hallows Eve And all through Gryffindor House Everyone stopped and stared When they heard that piercing scream Followed by ................................................
"DALER MENDHI! OH MY GOD!" came the shout. Everyone turned toward the stairs to the girls dorms as Sapna came rushing down and grabbed the closest person, who just happened to be Neville. "Daler Mendhi is coming to Hogwarts!" she shouted as she shook poor Neville. She saw Colin in a corner of the room and ran across to him. "Have you heard that .............................."
"Daler Mendhi is coming to Hogwarts," he finished. Sapna looked at him, confused.
"How did you know?"
"Well everyone from here to India probably heard you when you screamed it from the top of your lungs." Sapna blushed as she noticed everyone staring at her. Ginny and Hermione came up to them and grinned.
"Who's Daler Mendhi?" asked Hermione. "And why is he coming to Hogwarts?"
"This guy sings Bhangra songs, and Sapna is a BIG fan of him," Ginny supplied. "And Sapna wants to know that if he can perform during the one hour break between Sapna's 'entertainment'." The Head Girl frowned.
"I suppose if it's alright with Dumbledore, then it's fine by me." Sapna grinned.
"Thanks Hermione. Did you ask Dumbledore about ..............."
"Yes the wards for muggle electronics will be down by 5 so that your DJ can set up the lights and equipment." Sapna hugged Hermione.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!" she said. She let go of Hermione. "Well me, Zari and the twins have some last minute things to do so ............ see ya," she said as she dashed out of the common room, leaving Ginny, Colin and Hermione speechless.
"Is she a bit more ............"
"Crazy?" supplied Ginny. Colin shrugged.
"It's whatever she's got planned for tonight. She's been like this since Thursday," he said shaking his head.
Later on that day, Hermione and Ginny put on the gowns that Sarah had bought for them, and studied themselves in the mirror.
"This is better than in the dream," whispered Ginny to herself. She was wearing a dress, almost exactly like the one in the dream. Except this time, she had a white mask matching the dress. "You look great Mione," she said to her friend.
"Thanks Ginny," smiled Hermione. "You look great." Ginny blushed slightly and looked over her friend.
Hermione was wearing a fitting black top sprinkled with silver Fae dust which seemed to merge into a flowing deep red skirt. The sleeves were the same red as the skirt and covered her shoulders. She wore gloves of the same material and colour as the top, which reached her elbows. She'd deepened the brown of her hair till it was almost black and had stuck the matching black mask to her face. No one would have recognized her.
"Mione?" asked Ginny. "Could you make my hair a darker shade of auburn please?" Hermione grinned.
"Of course," she said and quickly did the spell with her wand. "Done. Now, there is no way that our guys are going to be able resist us."
"Harry, these blasted things are really tight. How am I even meant to walk in them?!" moaned Ron. Harry tried not to laugh at his friend. "And just look at our hair!" Harry and Ron both grimaced as they looked in the mirror. Even though their hair was the same colour, it's style was not. They both had the same hairstyle as the Goblin King.
"The girl's are going to know who we are!" moaned Ron. "Why did we listen to your Granddad again?"
"Because apparently the Fae race has incredible powers of persuasion," said Harry. He was wearing the same emerald green breaches and matching jacket that he had on in the dream except that his poet's shirt was black, instead of white. Ron was wearing the same outfit as Harry, except his was the scarlet of Gryffindor House and his poet shirt was white. Overall, they didn't look as bad as they thought.
"C'mon," said Harry, putting on his silver mask. "Let's go." Ron sighed as he put on his golden mask and then they went down to the great hall.
Four girls stared at their reflection in the room of requirement.
"We look great! No one's going to know the difference!" said Parvati.
"Yeah. Sapna your dancing in the practice would put the real Madhuri Dixit to shame," grinned Zarina.
"Definitely," Padma agreed. Sapna blushed.
"C'mon guys, your moves are just as good as mine. Besides, we DO look great!"
Their outfits for the beginning of the Ball were the same. They all wore extremely flared silk trousers, which from afar looked as they were skirts. Their tops that reached just above the trousers were form fitting with sleeves coming just above the elbow. The only difference was the colour.
Sapna's outfit was black with silver embroidery. She wore silver accessories and heels, she had her hair black hair, which now had a reddish tint pulled back in tight bun with a few tendril loose, caressing her golden cheeks. She wore a matching black mask with the outfit.
Parvati's was hot pink with gold embroidery. She wore gold accessories, pink heels and her usually waist length black hair was now shoulder length and had brown highlights. She winked at her reflection before putting on her golden mask.
Her sister Padma had black accessories which went well with her wine coloured mask and outfit, which was also embroidered with black thread. She wore black heels and her now dark brown hair fell in waves down her back.
Zarina wore a deep blue outfit with silver embroidery with matching silver and sapphire accessories. She wore deep blue heels, the same colour as her outfit. Her usually brown black hair, was now midnight black, which shone blue in the light and was pulled back in the same style as Sapna's. She smirked at her reflection as she put on her silver mask.
"Ready to knock 'em dead girls?" she asked. All the girls looked at her.
"You bet!" exclaimed Parvati. "Us girl's are definitely gonna be the Queens of the balls tonight." Padma shook her head at her twins antics.
"Do you girls even remember that in a couple of hours we're going to be performing in front of the entire school!" she exclaimed.
"Of course we do," said Sapna. "Besides with the duet me and Zari are doing at the end of the night, we're the ones that should be worried!" Padma rolled her eyes.
"How could I forget? You both are going to dance to the song that was banned in India for it's underlying connotations." Zarina and Parvati late.
"Come on let's get going," Zarina interrupted.
"Yeah, we don't wanna keep the boys waiting," added Parvati with a giggle. With that said, they all changed into their Nagina forms and exited the Room Of Requirement.
People were beginning to enter the Great Hall and Jareth looked around amused. He stole a glance at his wife, who was currently conversing with Albus and Minerva. His wife looked back at him as if detecting his gaze upon her. She silently mouthed 'What?' and he gestured at the Great Hall, which had been transformed into a magnificent ballroom. She quirked her and eyebrow at her husband who then beckoned her to over. She marched over with a look of irritation on her face.
"What is it?" she asked. Jareth smirked.
"Care for a dance My Queen?" Sarah gave her husband a suspicious look, before holding out her hand for him to take.
"And why are you being so charming instead of your regular brooding self?" she inquired.
"Why Sarah, I'm surprised that you do not remember. I thought women remembered all important dates in their lives. I guess I was wrong?"
"What on Earth are you talking about Jareth?" He rolled his eyes over dramatically.
"Why Sarah it's our anniversary," he said simply as Sarah looked confused.
"But we were married on 18th of June. How can it possible be our anniversary?"
"Who said it was the anniversary of our wedding? I Sarah was talking about the night we met." Sarah blushed.
"I completely forgot! 50 years ago today, I wished Toby away to your Labyrinth," she remembered. "Who would have thought that because of that night we would be married, have children and grand children? I know that if someone had told me after that night, I would have thought that they'd gone stark raving mad!" she exclaimed.
"Now look whose gone mad," commented Jareth, earning himself a hit upside the head from his wife.