Thanks for the reviews, I have been soooo buisy I had this huge project for creative writing and my partner didn't do a very good job with her part so I had to re-do everything so we would get a good grade. Anyways that's enough from me, here's the story. Don't forget to review. Standard disclamer of course, If I owned it I wouldn't be so completely broke from buying Harry Potter shirts from Hot Topic with my savings;)
As the entourage entered the Great Hall, silence fell over the students as they got a better glimpse of the strangers who were all dressed in muggle clothes and were covered in sweat and in some cases a little blood, but not much.
None of the teenagers paid any attention to the student's reactions because they had spotted food, meaning well….. food. A little bit of drool came out of the corner of Ian's mouth as he looked over the mounds of breakfast food piled up on the tables in front of them.
Dumbledore conjured another table, seeing that they weren't a part of any of the houses and very well couldn't sit at the staff table. "You can sit here."
Everyone hurriedly sat down as Dumbledore called the houself, Dobby, again and asked him to send food up to this table as well at all meals until they were to depart which may be a long time away.
As all of the teenagers shoved whatever was in the local vicinity down their throats, chatter began to break out once again amongst the houses, most of it having to do with the new arrivals. Most of it was like this, 'he's sooooo dreamy,' 'she's totally hot', 'look at those abs', 'she has a great ass', 'who are they?', 'Do you think they are dark or light?' 'What's up with that hair?' etc.
"Gee, all they are talking about is so childish, I mean come on, my ass isn't that great," Kaylee sniggered, and Raiden shot the person who said such a thing a death glair. She was his sister for Merlin's sake.
"So what's next?" Noah asked, whipping his mouth on his napkin and standing up.
"Dumbledork….oh I mean Dumbledore asked us to meet him in his office." Mariah shrugged, enjoying her little joke.
Just then a few brave students approached the group.
"Excuse me," a bushy-haired girl squeaked, "I'm Hermione Granger, Gryffindor Perfect. I just wanted to welcome you to Hogwarts."
"Ehhh, thanks I think." Glen mumbled, still chewing.
"And I'm Tyler Evan Potter; you must have heard of me, I'm the Boy-Who-Lived." A rather rotund boy said, sneering, "And you must be those strange people who came in last night.'
"Correct, we are here for a reason not to be disclosed, now if you'll excuse us….." Jenna tried to push past Potter and his little posse.
"Well sweet cheeks I have to say your beauty is astounding, as well as how feisty you are. How about you, me, and my large bottle of fire whisky meet out by the lake tonight?" Potter tried to sound suave, but failed miserably. Everyone tried to hold back their sniggers and giggles.
"No thank you Mr. Potter, I'm not in need of a boy with a brain the size of a pea, but if I need to transfigure a pig into something, I'll be sure to call you." Jenna smiled slightly at the dazed look on Potters face at being shot down. "Now move before I make you move."
Needless to say, a path formed extremely quickly and the teens exited the hall without any interruptions. When they reached somewhere with no people in it they fell to the floor laughing.
Tears streamed down Glen's face as he rolled on the floor, clutching his stomach, laughing. "D…d…did you seeee that looook on his facceeee?" Glen howled.
"That was definitely a Kodak moment." Mariah said, a malicious grin on her face. She was the only one not doubled over, on the floor, or trying to stop themselves from losing control of their bladder.
"You go girl." was all Kaylee could manage before beginning to laugh again.
"Priceless." Ian added, still laughing, a small bubble of drool was forming out of the left side of his mouth.
"Yep, that was a good one Creide; you have the best luck with men, don't you?" Raiden asked, receiving a snort from Jenna in response.
After they stopped laughing, and cleaned themselves up a bit, they headed up to the headmasters office with the help of the map Gavin gave them this morning.
"Eh….anyone know the password?" Glen asked, scratching his head, the headmaster and Gavin had neglected to tell them that bit of information.
"Hold on a second, let me have a crack at it." Raiden pushed to the front of the group and smiled as a sudden thought struck him. He bent down and whispered something to the gargoyles, which evoked an automatic reaction of spring to the sides.
"What did you say?" Mariah asked, as they went up the stairs.
"Something involving a long crooked nose and some other body parts. Let's not go into that topic right now." Raiden put his mask up and knocked on the door.
"Come in Mr. Raiden and company." Dumbledore was seated behind his desk, eyes twinkling.
"You requested to see up Mr. Dumbledore?" Raiden asked stiffly.
"Please take a seat," Dumbledore motioned to the seven seats that now were located in front of his desk, they weren't there a minute ago, Raiden had to admit; the man was good. "I called you up here to discuss Mr. Potter's training."
"Yes." Creide replied simply, while thinking; 'get on with it already you old manipulating bastard'.
"Well, you see Mr. Potter is a bit…..out of shape. He's a special child and I would go as far to say that he has been over-coddled in some ways. He needs this training or the wizarding world will be in mortal peril."
Some of the group had to restrain themselves from rolling their eyes at the man's thick-headedness. Couldn't he see he had the wrong son? Raiden was the chosen one not that spoiled brat Tyler. The little idiot couldn't last a damned moment in the heat of battle before running to his mother.
"Well there is another thing we must discuss as well. I understand Mr. Aidan has requested," there were a couple of stifled coughs coming from the portraits on the walls at this comment, that I not reveal your identity, Mr. Raiden. Are you aware of this?" Dumbledore asked, running a hand through his beard.
"Yes." Raiden replied just as stiffly as he had before, "I am aware of this."
"Good, well I hope you could give me your opinion on this whole fiasco. Do you think your loving parents have the right to take you back into your rightful home after you were kidnapped?"
Anger shot through every one of Raiden's veins, no amount of training or control could save Dumbledore from his wrath now.
"What the FUCK do you think? Do they deserve the right? HA, no they don't. For once, I am happy, and you…..you stupid old bastard have to try and ruin that for me. When I was younger you saw the abuse but you chose to ignore it. WHY? Couldn't you see they were slowly killing me? My magic was slowly sapping away, I was lucky that that I escaped when I did. AND I WAS NOT KIDNAPPED. I left on my own free will and when I did I was lucky that Gavin had found me or otherwise I'd have died or had to return to my own PERASONAL HELL and I would have died there anyways. Would you have LIKED to HAVE my BLOOD on YOUR HANDS? Is that what you wanted? What kind of person leaves a kid to suffer in silence? DID YOU EVEN CARE? Of course not. You'd never think of anyone except yourself and your golden boy. I was taught to forgive and forget but this……this is too much…too personal. No one NO ONE should have to suffer like I did at the hands of my parents and brother. I'd rather die than go back to those bastards. You'll have to kill me first. Of course you'd do that to keep POTTER happy wouldn't you? Well go FUCK YOURSELF. I'm NOT GOING BACK." Raiden sat there, breathing heavily as everyone in the room stared at him.
"Well Mr. Raiden, I feel that you have some strong issues you need to take care of before you can be with your parents once again, so I'll just keep that request honored, all right?" Dumbledore looked around nervously, the little objects on his shelves were floating and it was not looking good because many of those objects had sharp points.
"Fuck you," was all Raiden said as he stormed out of the office.
"Well, now since we have that cleared up, why don't we get on to the plans?" Dumbledore's annoying little voice said as the group shook their heads. This man was a piece of work all right.
"I wonder where Raiden is." Kaylee said, something wasn't right, she could feel it.
"For the five- hundredth time Kaylee, He's fine. He just has to let off some steam. You saw him earlier; he just needs some time alone; you know some down-time." Ian answered irritably, but in the pit of his stomach he could feel something was wrong as well, he just chose to pretend the little nauseous feeling didn't exist.
"Chill Ian, Kaylee, I feel it too. I don't know if it's just tension from earlier or something else entirely, but whatever it is, I feel it. It doesn't mean that you can jump down each other's throats. Got it?" Jenna growled an angry gleam in her eye and a 'listen to me or suffer the wrath of P.M.S', kind of undertone.
"Errr if I say yes, will you promise not kill me in my sleep?" Ian asked timidly, taking a step back from the older girl.
"Whatever you dip-shit. Gaah men." Jenna muttered as she stalked off, she wasn't in a good mood earlier and the feeling that something was going to happen any second wasn't helping.
About twenty minutes after this episode, the group headed down to lunch in the Great Hall.
"Ya know, Raiden hasn't come back yet. We should probably go looking for him, or at lease tell Gavin and Carla what happened." Kaylee said as they walked into the hall and sat down.
"Mmmph," Noah agreed through a mouthful of chicken.
"Yeah whatever you pig, chew your food don't inhale it." Mariah remarked as she wiped her mouth with her napkin. As tough as she was, she still believed in good table manners.
Just as Noah was going to shoot back a scathing remark, the doors burst open and in staggered Raiden, covered in dirt and blood. "Just thought you guys would like to know. There's about a hundred death-munchkins surrounding the castle……"
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