A/N: Thank you for the reviews and the notices that my previous chapter was all in code, I apologise for the inconvenience but no more jibber-jabber. Chapter 9 is here.
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"Said Slytherin, We'll teach just those who's ancestry's purest
Said Ravenclaw, We'll teach those whose intelligence is surest
Said Gryffindor, We'll teach all those with brave deeds to their name
Said Hufflepuff, I'll teach the lot and treat them just the same"
CHAPTER NINE
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Dudley had to be honest to himself. He was scared. When the old professor-who knew what her name was-called out his name, he was shocked and quickly rushed forwards just as those before him had done. Neither Harry nor Neville nor Draco had yet been sorted so Dudley had no preferences although Draco had seemed to believe Slytherin was best of all four houses. But there weren't for houses anymore. Dudley was worried.
He approached the three legged stool and took the speaking hat into his hands and seated himself onto the stool. Then he placed the grumbling hat onto his head, and no longer could he see the hall.
"I see, I see. You seem utmost confident of yourself being brave and noble and right in every way but that you are not. So not Gryffindor. You are cunning and sly, yet slow-witted and slow-minded. And as such Ravenclaw and Slytherin aren't the houses for you. That leaves us with Hufflepuff, the house for just and true. You may not have the traits but this house shall help you." Intones the hat into Dudleys head, Dudley being to shocked to notice the rhyming of the hat's speech.
"HUFFLEPUFF!" The hat shouts out just as the professor lifts the sorting hat right off of his head. He rushed off to sit at the table which had already been occupied by second, third, fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh and the new first years. He took a seat next to a boy who introduced himself as Zacharias Smith and Hümellnemer Jakov. The Smith boy took one look at Dudley then turned away to the second years to start a conversation in hushed tones.
Hümellnemer however instantly struck up a conversation. Although he did have a very heavy German accent.
"Hallo, my name is Hümellnemer Jakov, and you?" He says
"Oh...er, I'm Dudley, Dudley...Evans." Replies Dudley, not stuttering through lack of confidence, rather stuttering out of shock. Because just as Jakov turns his face to show the left side, Dudley notices a glaring scar. An old scar, unlike Harry, Jakov's is massive. Running from the end of his left eyebrow to the middle of his chin.
"You have noticed the scar, have you not." He asks dryly but not angrily.
Dudley shy's away from looking at the scar, preferring to look down at his shoes below the table.
"Do not worry, you have not offended me. Do not be embarrassed." Jakov says kindly
"Well...sorry anyway, sorry. Sorry about that...How?" Replies Dudley, still looking down.
"It is fine, do not worry. And it was many a year ago, my parents were extreme pureblood supremists...I...I did not share their views and befriended a muggle without them knowing. Until they found out. My father used quite a dark spell, and this is what happened. I was six." Hümellnemer tells Dudley.
Dudley profoundly apologises for asking while lifting his gaze and changing the subject to Hogwarts itself, and from there they continued to talk and talk. So much that Dudley didn't even notice where Neville or Draco or even Harry had ended up. He was more interested in the sprouting friendship that he was a part of.
The headmaster quickly says a few things of which Dudley takes no notice of, and then the food appears. And within seconds Dudley was stuffing his face with mashed potatoes, rice, lots of exotic foods. The conversation is put aside for the moment as Jakov is also enamoured by the food.
Nearing the end of the meal the headmaster stands up once again, though unfortunately for him, Dudley was quite happy with eating his vanilla ice cream to listen to him so when the Hufflepuff prefect starts to tap him on the shoulder to say that they needed to be off to the dormitory, he was quite shocked.
Though Dudley did stand up and started to walk along and behind the prefects, through corridors and round corners. Until they arrived at a stack of barrels, the prefect started pointing and saying stuff but Dudley was yet again ignoring the figure of authority as he was more interested in what he'd seen next to a nearby portrait. It was like the size of the Goblins at Gringotts although it was much more wiry and seemed to be wearing rags. Were they the slaves of the school, surely some world like this wouldn't have slaves.
Dudley was still wondering until Jakov started to wave his hand in front of Dudley's face. Dudley looked back at the barrels to notice that over half of the house had crawled in through an open barrel. Soon enough Dudley and Jakov were crawling in as well.
"This is the Hufflepuff Basement. Welcome." Says the female prefect. Dudley didn't happen to know her name.
It was very homely, with a low ceiling and a round structure. All across the room there are randomly placed circular windows in which you can see the stars shining in the night sky and probably the sun shining in the morning. To Dudley there seemed to be hundreds of plant pots and plants just growing on the walls and the ceiling.
The room is also dotted with overstuffed yellow and black chairs and sofas. Doors are placed at each side of the room, one for the boy's dorms and one for the girls. The whole room is light up by copper lamps which cast shadows all over the room. All in all Dudley didn't hate it, no. Dudley very very very much disliked it. It didn't appeal to him at all, but it seemed that Hümellnemer was most taken by it.
"We'll talk again in the morning, but for now, go rest and sleep in your lovely comfy beds." She says once more
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Athim Babineaux was an Arab French boy. Arab mother, French Father. He'd learned to become fully fluent in both languages along with English. Which gave him multiple options for schools, Beuaxbatons, Hogwarts, Abid School of Magic, Hassan Taaban El-Masri School of Magics, Ramses II institution of Ancient Magics. He was at first going to head off to Rameses's Institution until he'd heard of how he would have to spend an extra FOUR years at school. In all honesty Ramses's Institution was the second best school in the whole wizarding world, only behind Atlantis school of Ancient Magics of all Wizarding Creatures.
In the end he believed Hogwarts would be best, after all it had one of the best histories in the world and after all it had Albus Dumbledore, the best wizard in many generations. All in all he simply could not wait. Especially to be sorted into one of the houses.
That was all until the fifth house was added and then everything was thrown out of balance, even more so when he, himself was sorted into the fifth house. He was a strong wizard and he knew it, smart, powerful, talented and an expert dueller, he'd learnt all of this in Egypt, where any wizard could perform magic at any age, which helped him to realising his potential and improving as a wizard.
The fifth house would be fun, certainly if it was for the strong. It had Harry Potter, the defeater of The Dark Wizard of the Century, Voldemort. Draco and Aquila Malfoy of one of the richest families in the world and one of the closest descendants from the Very Noble and Very Ancient house of Black. Certainly there were friends to be made and allies as well. Yes, Athim would have fun at Hogwarts.
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Ryouichi Kuazuki Sato was originally from China although he lived in Australia, he'd at first lived in Hong Kong, until his father, a specialist assassin was threatened by the wizarding rule over China, his family had had to flee to a far away country, and for them, it was Australia. And for the same reasons he had gone to Hogwarts, a conspicuous school. There would be a small to nothing chance of the Chinese finding them.
He was pureblood and did believe that those with pureblood should treated as above anyone else but he didn't believe that these wizards should die or be refused the right to learn magic. This view hadn't come from his parents he'd actually developed this view through seeing how these muggleborn wizards just came along to the wizarding world and just changed, altered and disrespected the wizarding traditions. It was quite disgusting.
But other than his high tendency to act stiff, upright and evil around muggleborns...mudbloods. He was naturally a very funny person, fluent only in English because quite frankly he could never be arsed to learn Chinese. It was always too tough for him and after all he'd left China at two years old.
He was extremely excited for Hogwarts. From his contacts he had gathered that Slytherin was the house for the pure, but being sorted into the Fifth House he was determined to keep this new house very pure. Very pure indeed. Especially with all these well known wizards being in it. Including the Malfoy Twins, Heir to the Babineaux family and Harry Potter himself, he'd heard of him even in Australia. But being completely honest Harry Potter wasn't much famous in any non-english speaking countries.
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Shannon Burton was a halfblood. An English pureblood. Posh and peaceful. Trained in manners an etiquette. There wasn't much to be said about her at all. Living in a small, privately owned Island that was hidden away from any eyes by goblin magic. Because goblin blood was also abundant in her.
She was talented in many aspects of magic. Being secluded on her own private island meant that she could perform magic anytime she wanted and with private Goblin tutors and her parents allowing her to do practically whatever she wanted as long as she kept her manners meant that she got to practice and learn and study.
Her father had said Ravenclaw was going to be the place for her, her mother had said that Huffelpuff was the spot for her. At first she had personally agreed with her father. Until the sorting.. Until the appearance of the new fifth house. Until then she was willing to go to Ravenclaw, but when the fifth house appeared, she was prepared to do anything to get into it and that is exactly what she did.
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He was a cold and quiet boy. Of the name Canes. No mother known to him, and a father he cared not for. Raised in a Dark family. Raised with Bellatrix Lestrange. She wasn't his mother. And he hated her. She didn't exactly love him either but he was heir. He was the heir.
Any respectable wizard would love to have him as their son. Even adoptive son. And he was completely willing to deal with this coddling and kindness from others, until he grew of age. When he would kill every single scrounging pitiful excuse of a wizard or witch.
Not muggleborns, no. His adoptive parents believed that but he, he more believed that anyone trying to get something they do not deserve should be killed. And he believed Dark and Light magics were not split by boundaries rather magic being viewed from different angles. He was prepared to use any kind of magic himself. He didn't much care for houses either, Slytherin, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw. Yes, he didn't care. He did in the end become part of Ravenclaw but that didn't matter, what mattered was what he would do in his schooling life until he was ready to kill his scavengers.
This was Canes. Canes Black. Heir to the fortune of house Black. Son of Sirius Black.
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Ronald Weasley wasn't rich. No, not at all. No he was practically dirt poor and he was very very keen on changing that. Really that was why he was heading to Hogwarts. To live up to his amazing wizarding potential. To befriend the greatest wizards in the school. And to befriend Harry Potter especially. Oh and not to forget, he was to become Head Boy and prefect and hero of Gryffindor. Yes, yes. Hater of Slytherin as well. First he would befriend Harry Potter as he would with no doubt end up in Gryffindor and he would follow him around for the first few years of Hogwarts until he himself became stronger, faster, better, richer.
Ronald Weasley had plans and they were all crushed when Harry Potter was sat in a compartment talking to Draco Malfoy and even more so when the boy landed himself in Vipertooth. This was not fair. Ron wanted a place in Vipertooth!
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"The ministry is hiding something" writes the man, "I know it, just not what. I will find out and I will end it, forever, for the better of the Wizarding World." "My name is Gareth Cray, and I am the leader. Leader of the..."
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A/N: Ok, I realise that this chapter is split up loooads, sorry. Review, it only takes a minute. Fav and Follow, next chapter soon and what do you think. Sorry about the cliffhangers. Canes will probably be in the next chapter but Gareth, I don't think Gareth will be appearing until Book Three. Oops...
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