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OH MY GOODNESS! I LOVE YA'LL! You have all made my day, week, and MONTH! I'm so happy you like it, because I loved the concept myself ! I hope I can keep it good and interesting *Nervous Laugh*. I'm not sure if I want to add in Harry Potter and them, only because JK did such an amazing job on those characters I don't want to get them out of character. But if the majority wants them in it I will need your help and suggestion on when this is taking place too. (What year are harry potter and them? Should the whole "He who must not be named" plot in the background?). I figured I'll go with what the majority of you reviewers, since ya'll made me walk around my place smiling like a FREAK!
SPECIAL THANKS: writer3098, Thank you for helping me try and figure out how to chang POVs better :)!
P.s. Reviewers: fixed the typos! Thanks for bringing them to my attention!
A Lion And A Tiara
The food had been amazing, and the company had been good. Sam was happy he made another friend named Mike Chang, who had been a little disappointed that he didn't get into Hufflepuff.
As far as Sam could see everyone in the room had satisfied looks on their faces, from the great meal they had just eaten. But one face caught his attention above all the others. He wasn't sure what it was about the girl but something inside him fluttered uncomfortably whenever he looked her way. "Hey Finn? Do you remember what her name was?" Sam watched as Finn leaned over to see where his finger was pointing.
"Umm… I think it was Macy Jackson?" Finn said. But Sam scrunched up his nose "That doesn't sound right…"
Sam was trying to remember when he heard the booming voice of the Headmaster yelling that dinner was over and for all the first years to follow their Prefects to their corridors.
The little blond shook his head causing his hair to fall into his face 'Snap out of it Sam.' He thought to himself.
All the first years did as they were told. "I'm Oliver Thomas, Gryffindor Prefect. If you will all follow me to Gryffindor Tower we will find your rooms on the 7th floor."
They followed the tall slender looking man whose chocolate skin reminded him of that "Macy Jackson".
"Wow." Finn and Rory whispered from Sam's side and when the boy looked to see what his friends were talking about his mouth dropped opened. What seemed like a hundred different staircases shifted and moved with people standing on them.
"This is the most direct way to the dormitories, but be careful for the stairs like to change." Oliver Thomas said while beginning to ascend onto the steps.
When they reached the 7th floor the Prefect walked them to a picture with a golden frame. It was a full portrait of a larger woman wearing a silk pink dress. And when Oliver stopped in front of it, all the first years grew concerned.
"Do ya think he knows where he's goin'?" Sam could hear Rory asked Quinn next to him.
"Let me ask SamSam. SamSam?" Quinn asked while placing a hand on his shoulder making him cringe a little at her new nickname for him.
"Yeah?" He tried his best to be polite.
"Why are we stopped in front of a picture?" But before "SamSam" could answer, the woman in the picture began to speak.
"Password?" her voice was deep, with a small strain lingering in her through.
"Caput Draconis" Oliver said without a moment's hesitation, and the door slowly creaked open to reveal a room covered in ancient looking furniture all either a deep red, or a deep gold. But a picture on the wall caught Sam's eye, and harnessed in his attention.
In a silver frame above an ancient chess table a picture of a young man sitting on a lion stood proud. His blond hair was to his shoulders with the beginning of a beard, roughly poking out if his face. The man held a silver sword with deep red rubies on the hilt. But the smallest detail on the picture was the most prominent to Sam. A thin golden necklace flowed down from around his neck to lie on his upper chest. Hanging from the end was a charm.
Sam clutched his shirt in the middle of his chest and continued to look at the picture. The body of the lion was in gold and the mane was the blood red that matched the colors of Gryffindor. But the oddest thing, that nobody took notice was the lion's eye. It was a piercing green that stared directly at Sam. And as he leaned closer he could have sworn it winked at him, but Rory tugging on his sleeve brought him out of his deep observation.
Everybody else who hadn't already entered had finally came in and Oliver began to speak "Boys up the stairs to your left is where you will find your belongings and your beds, and girls to your right tis the same. Well I'll let you all get settled in, and welcome to Gryffindor, the house of the strong and courageous just like our founder Godric Gryffindor, as most of you know. Since you all are here you must be one of two, and I congratulate you. Now let's all wish for an uneventful year, because it seems that is impossible here at Hogwarts." With that Oliver left the room from the way they came in and everybody ran around excitedly exploring their new home. Sam joined in, but every 10 seconds his eyes drifted to that picture.
Standing in Ravenclaw Tower Located on the west side of the castle, opposed to Gryffindor which laid on the eastern part. Mercedes and Artie finally reached the group who waited outside the door for them. Since Artie couldn't use the stairs, and didn't know the correct spell to use to make it up the staircase, they had to use the secret passage ways through portraits to get to Ravenclaw Towers.
When their Prefect Alexandria de Hoot saw them walking to the group she clapped her hands excitedly. "Well fellow Ravenclaws this is my favorite part of being a part of this house. You see, entrance into every house has a password, but for them it is but a simple memorizing of said password to enter. But for us Ravenclaws, the smartest of all the students here at Hogwarts we must use our minds whenever we want to enter. Like so…" Alexandria turned to the brown door behind her and looked at the door knob.
But when examining closer Mercedes and Artie (who were now standing by Blaine) saw that it was a knocker in the shape of an eagle.
Blinking the eagle seemed to awaken from a heavy sleep before it spoke in an ancient voice "Where do Vanished objects go?" The eagle asked without moving its mouth.
Alexandria began to giggle, while Mercedes and all the first years thought of the answer. Alexandria turned around "Does anybody have an answer?"
A few students tried but it didn't work. Artie, Mercedes and Blaine stood stumped by the question, until it finally hit Artie. Slowly he raised his hand. "Yes?" She asked.
"Umm…Into nonbeing, so in a way kind of… everything." Alexandria jumped up and down making a *dingDINGding* sound before turning back to the door.
"Into nonbeing, which is to say, everything." The eagle fluttered its wings and the door opened on its own. "Well done, what was your name?" She asked while walking into the room.
"His name is Artie." Mercedes spoke proudly when the shy boy didn't answer "and he's my brother."
When everybody entered into the room the Prefect turned around to wait.
The room was beautiful and a Ravenclaw's dream; books lined every inch of the walls. There were microscopes, and globes, maps, and chess sets, and many desks for students to study. Everything was in different shades of blues, making the place look like an ocean. "So first years since our only entrance into the Ravenclaw common room is answering one riddle, if you get it wrong you must wait for another Ravenclaw to come and answer it correctly. Since nobody but Artie seemed to get it right, you all might want to get acquainted with him. Moving on, our founder Rowena Ravenclaw was known and remembered for her intelligence and creativity. She was the best witch of her time, and out of the other house's founders, even though they all beg to differ. On another note, girl's rooms to the left, boys to the right. You will find all of your belongings next to your assigned bed. Well… Welcome to Ravenclaw, and get to know the common room." She was about to leave when 5 hands shot up into the air for questions.
With a soft chuckle she already knew their questions "Yes you can read the books. Muggle-Fiction is up the stairs to the right, Magical-Fiction up the stairs to the left, Muggle-NON-Fiction is straight down the hall on the left, Magical-NON-Fiction same hall to the right. And these books" She motioned to the ones all over the walls "Everything in between." Then with a nod she walked to one of the desks and with her wand summoned a book off of one of the shelves.
Artie clapped excitedly "Which section should we see first?" Blaine asked. But Mercedes couldn't stop thinking about Ravenclaw's founder for some odd reason. When Mercedes was younger her mother used to read her "The Adventures of Rowena Ravenclaw" which told the stories of her taming the great Loc Nest Monster, and her battles against the dark magic that threatened to Muggle world, but never had Mercedes really heard her story.
"I say Fiction." Artie looked to Mercedes.
"Umm… You guys go I'll meet you there." She offered them a smile and off they went. Mercedes walked up to the Prefect and sat at the desk facing Alexandria.
When the girl's blue eyes saw Mercedes sitting there, she put her bookmark in the current page she was reading "Can I help you?" She asked warmly.
"Yeah… I was wondering if you could tell me more about Mrs. Ravenclaw?" Alexandria smiled wide and pushed her book to the side.
"Well Miss Rowena Ravenclaw was born in Glencoe, by Scotland. She had a daughter Helena who is now our house ghost. You can see her around; she doesn't like talking to many people outside of the Ravenclaw house. Especially ANY and ALL Slytherin, that's to be expected tho, I mean after all their house ghost, the Bloody Baron, killed Helena in the first place."
"Why was she killed?" Mercedes leaned forward on the desk as she got into the story.
"Her mother had her killed."
"Wait? Our founder had her own Daughter killed?"
Mercedes could see the Prefect trying to think about the correct words to say "Well… not exactly… You see each house has a special item which was held dear to the founder. For Slytherins they have Salazar Slytherin's locket, the Hufflepuffs have Helga Hufflepuff's golden cup and the Gryffindor's have Godric Gryffindor's silver and ruby sword. Each relic is said to hold magical powers. And Ravenclaw's is no different. You see Rowena had Diadem, or a Tiara. It is said to be silver with beautiful blue jewels, and a saying inscribed on it; "Wit beyond measure is man's greatest treasure". The tiara made you smarter. It was precious to our Founder… that is why when Helena stole it her mother wanted it back before her death."
"How did Rowena die?" Mercedes asked.
"That's not entirely known… Nobody has been able to get that information out of Helena… But she is rumored to have died of a broken heart. From who? Nobody knows." With that Alexandria grabbed her book and headed to the girl's room, leaving Mercedes to wonder alone.
Down in the dungeons where the Slytherin's lay camp, the first years had already settled in. Santana lounged on the couch, while Rachel stood nervously beside her. Puck was playing with the arm of his chair and Lauren was looking out the small single window.
"What are you looking at Zizes?" Santana asked as she sat up on the dark green sofa.
"This window looks out into the lake… We're under water." She said with excitement while Puck jumped up to run over and look.
"WOW! My mom's gonna freak when she hears about this." Puck said.
"Puckerman, maybe you forget but your mommy was a Slytherin… SHE ALREADY KNOWS!" Santana yelled, while standing to look around the room. "Where did everybody go?"
The room was empty, when not even 10 minutes ago it had been filled. The green and grey room was completely silent.
"Maybe they all went to bed?" Rachel suggested as she walked over the to an old looking piano in the corner of the room.
"Maybe… But still… it's quiet… too quiet…"
"What?" Puck and Lauren both questioned. They couldn't believe what was happening before their eyes as they looked a fish outside the window frozen in place. "Santana look at this." Puck hollered.
When Santana looked the fish was completely still, yet its gills still moved like it was breathing. "How is that happening?"
"I can explain that." A deep voice rang out from one of the 4 darkly lit hall ways. Santana could see his shape, but not distinguish any features. All she could tell; he was tall, and when he came out from the shadows she saw he was floating in midair.
"You?" She whispered.
"I need your help." He said without missing a single beat of silence.
"Anything."
The next day was the first day of classes, and all the Ravenclaw first years had gotten to class 15 minutes early despite getting less than 4 hours of sleep, because of their library. In the long classroom each desk fit two students, and Mercedes was not a happy camper when Blaine called "dibs" on sitting next to Artie.
When the door opened Mercedes turned, expecting to see some more students walk in, but when all she saw was a cat with grey strips she turned back in her seat. The cat hopped up onto the desk in the front of the class and just stared at the students.
"That must be Professor McGonagall's cat." She heard someone say, before the door opened again and this time Hufflepuff students walked into the room and took their seats. They sat in the back-middle section of the class room evenly taking up 5 desks.
"I can't believe I don't get to search for my unicorn this year." Mercedes heard a girl say behind her.
"I wouldn't worry about it… maybe we can find another place where the unicorn are… we'll go to library after classes ok?" Mercedes couldn't tell if it was a boy or a girl comforting their friend.
Mercedes pushed up her right sleeve a little to see the time on her X-Men, Wolverine watch, Ray and Leo had gotten her. The little hand hit at 9:00, and Mercedes smiled widely as that was the time class was meant to start. Almost exactly at that time Slytherin students, and Gryffindors walked into the class. But Mercedes couldn't help but notice that the Samuel Evans wasn't among them.
Brushing that out of her mind she waited some more until the clock hit 9:05, and class still hadn't started, 'Where is the professor?' She thought angrily, until the doors behind her opened once again.
But it wasn't the footsteps of a single person but the frantic footsteps of two.
"I told you it was this way Sam!" An Irish accent whispered, not low enough to be kept a secret.
"Then why did it lead us to the dungeons?" He whispered back.
"Well, at least the professor isn't here yet." Then as if on cue, the cat on the desk jumped down, but when it landed on the cold cement floor it was not on four paws but rather two feet, covered by a long dress.
"Mr. Evans and Mr. Flanagan, perhaps you can explain why we had to wait 5 minutes for you two to come to class today?" Ms. McGonagall stood straight up and proper as if two seconds ago she hadn't been a cat licking her paw on the desk.
"We got lost." Sam said with his head pointed at the ground.
"Well I take it you can find your way to your seats?" She asked without needing an answer and walked back to the front of the classroom.
Rory found one open seat next to Finn, while another one sat open next to Quinn. But Sam continued to look around the class for any other option. And when he saw an opening he smiled mischievously before walking over and sitting down.
"Why hello." He said in a quiet whisper.
Mercedes's head shot up and a frown went directly into place. "What do you want?"
Sam had that feeling again in his stomach making him shift uncomfortable under her heavy gaze. "It was the only seat open." He lied.
Mercedes knew he was lying, but she knew that it was only because he wanted to make fun of her. "If you want to pick on someone today, I suggest you go somewhere else."
"Quiet…" Ms. McGonagall warned them from the front of the classroom.
"Maybe your fun to pick on." Sam said with more rudeness in his tone then before.
"Well maybe I don't want you to pick on me. I don't care who you are. Maybe tomorrow you should go sit by one of your Gryffindor 'friends' " Mercedes shot back.
"Well maybe I want to sit by you." He threw back.
"Mercedes, Samuel." Ms. McGonagall turned around. "I will see you after classes for detention, where you will be explaining why you shouldn't speak while the teacher is talking."
"Your name's Mercedes?" Sam thought out loud, when the professor had turned back around. Sam couldn't help but think how pretty that name was, as he repeated it in his head.
Ms. McGonagall just shook her head and turned back to the board, thinking to herself 'It is not a good thing to have those two in the same class… especially, bad sitting next to each other… I need to keep them apart… this can't be a good sign.'
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