Chapter Twelve: Magical Time and Four's play
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"Owwwwww!" Cat whimpered, clutching her brother's green and silver robes in her hand tightly. "That hurt, Draconis." She smirked, savoring her brother's furious face before he collided with her again.
"Owwwwwwwwwww!" she cried, and slapped Draco on the nose, "Off of me, you attacker!" she yelled, taking out her wand and transforming it into a sword. "En Garde!" She said, her crystal blue eyes full of mirth.
Draco smirked and transformed his wand into a sword. And with a cry, he went forward, clanking his sword against Catastrophe's. They danced intricately for a while, then-
SMACK!
"Draco, Draco, and how many times do I have to tell you that you lose yourself in the dance?" Cat said, offering her hand to her brother on the floor.
"Um…" he said, and shook his head. "Once? No, must be twice. No, thrice?" he mumbled.
"Thrice? So medieval and old language." She said, circling him. "Are you sure you haven't lost yourself in the medieval times, Draconis?" she teased.
"Hah!" Draco yelled and got up.
"Now, now. Stop this nonsense!" Hermione nodded, laughing as Catastrophe tackled her brother to the ground. "Cat, enough, my dearie." She gasped, clutching her stomach as she saw Draco's confused face, shaking stars out of his eyes.
Cat stood triumphant. Then, she turned with great speed to the windows, her eyes narrowed. Then her eyes fully opened and gasped as an owl flew at the window and tapped.
"Hi, there." She cooed, sticking out her arm as it hooted and landed gracefully on her arm. It dropped a thick envelope and cooed. "Aww, what's your name, honey?" she cooed again, and extended her finger and touched the owl gently on the chest. Her eyes closed of concentration, and the three watched, their breath held. Then her eyes opened. "Chestnut? Is that your name? It is! Well, are you hungry, Chestnut?" she cooed, grabbing a bowl that had morsels of food in it. She extended the bowl and laughed as the owl pecked delicately at it. Then she set it down and picked up the envelope. She gasped. Then her eyes sparkled with such joy that the room was illuminated. "Draco," she murmured, whispering with happiness, "I'm accepted to Hogwarts! And... You are too, Dustin- I mean Dust." She giggled. Dustin winced and Hermione laughed.
"That's great, Cat!" Draco murmured and made his way to her side. "That's GREAT!" he gasped and hugged his little sister, twirling her around like she was a ragdoll. Then he set her down and looked at her fondly. "You'll make a great Gryffindor." He murmured, kissing her on the nose.
"Gry… Gryffindor?" she gulped. "Why not Slytherin?" she asked, swallowing back tears.
"You're too good for it." A baritone came behind her and she whipped around, her eyes blazing.
"What did you say, Dustin?" she drawled. "Too good?" she murmured, making her way closer. "Too good?" she erupted. "Am I too bad?"
"No, no!" Dustin yelled back. "I'm not saying that." He relieved her. "Meaning that you shouldn't be in Slytherin."
"Yeah, I agree with him, Cat." Draco drawled like his sister. "You shouldn't be in Slytherin."
"And you shouldn't be in Slytherin either." She stated firmly.
"And I love you."
"And… Draco!" Cat erupted in laughter again.
"Come on, let's read the letter." Hermione and Draco said at the same time. They looked at each other and stared.
"What is this, a staring contest?" Cat moaned. "Come on!"
So they looked as Cat picked up the letter and flipped it over, revealing the four colors and symbols. (Picture at profile)
"Wait." Hermione held up her hand, and everybody looked at her. "This never happened before." She murmured.
"What?" Cat sighed, eager to open the letter.
"Well, you have to start from fist year, but I guess Professor Dumbledore actually is okay with this."
"I concur." Draco said and looked at Catastrophe. "Congrats." He mumbled.
"Hey! Stop being so gloomy. Let's read this letter!" she said and opened one of the yellow parchment, brushing off the wax that sealed it.
Dear Miss Catastrophe Malfoy and Dustin Granger,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Students shall be required to report to the Chamber of Reception upon arrival, the date for which shall be duly advised.
Please ensure that the utmost attention be made to the list of requirements attached herewith.
We very much look forward to receiving you as a part of the new generation of Hogwart's heritage.
Draco Dormiens Nunquam Titillandos
Professor McGonagall
Also, please note this private message written from Professor Dumbledore himself-
Dear Miss Catastrophe Malfoy,
This is Professor Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts. We are very happy and looking forward to seeing you and Mister Draco at Hogwarts this year.
This year is very different. This year is the only year we've ever accepted a sixth year as a New Year challenger, for we always let the students start from the beginning, the first year.
We are sorry to hear about your loss. We will always be open to you and Mister Draco when you need us. You may stay at Hogwarts for the summer or go with a friend.
I sensed great magic in you. You may be the best witch there ever was, along with Miss Hermione Granger. It seems to me that you are good friends with her already.
The Sorting Hat will tell us where for you to go. But you'll rather be in Gryffindor or Slytherin, or Ravenclaw.
Thank you and again sorry for your loss,
Professor Dumbledore, Headmaster
Catastrophe looked up and saw that everyone was looking at her. She said to Dustin, "Here's your letter." Then she looked up at Hermione and asked, "Can you help me pack, Hermione?" she asked, hopeful.
"Oh, yes!" Hermione replied and followed her up the elegant stairs.
"I have colorful clothes, unlike Draco!" she yelled. "And don't kill each other, either."
Dustin looked at his letter and read it silently.
Dear Mister Dustin Granger,
We were happy to find out that you were Miss Hermione's brother. We hope you are feeling the magic in the wizarding world.
Please join Miss Catastrophe Malfoy and Mister Draconis Malfoy in coming to Hogwarts.
We shall see you soon, I do hope,
Professor Dumbledore, Headmaster
He looked up to see Draco's outstretched hand. "We'll call it a truce until we are at the station. Truce?"
He took his hand, grinning. "Truce."
Okay, end of Chapter Twelve! I died writing this chapter! Please review if you want more! Heck, I could just stop writing the story! Review please!
Thanks,
Cat
