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FawkesthePhoenix Joined: 31 December 2006 Posts: 3534 Location: No idea, all I know is that there are a LOT of felt-tipped pens...	Posted: Saturday 27 September 2008 12 27 01 pm    Post subject: Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Gelato Stand in topic:Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Gelato Stand Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Gelato Stand I, Harry Potter, am here to tell you what really happened in my first year. I can no longer stand the lies of my editors. They took my story and crippled it, changing the title and general plot so as not to violate any copyright laws. Then they published it under the name of my therapist, Jo Rowling. I had told her everything, my feelings, my thoughts, so she knew how to make it seem Potter-like. But you, readers, deserve to know the truth. So, without further ado, here is the story of what really happened when I entered year #1 at Hogwarts. * * * My childhood pretty much sucked. My cousin Dudley bullied me, stealing my frozen desserts and locking me into freezers. But for some strange reason, I never had an emotional breakdown until after I had left the Dursleys. Maybe the strange feeling of pleasure I got from doing accidental magic had something to do with it. At any rate, life sucked at my aunt and uncle's house. In case you're wondering, my parents are dead. Yeah. Traumatized childhood or what? Dudley got everything. Presents, love, friends. One time he went to the Zoo for his birthday, and I only got to come because Mrs. Figg broke her leg. But at least I got to sick a snake on him. But everything changed a few weeks before my eleventh birthday. I got a letter, from some place that knew exactly where I lived, even where I slept. Before I got to read it, however, Uncle Vernon ripped it to shreds. Yeah. Temperamental or what? But they kept coming. Through the windows, in the eggs, everywhere. Uncle Vernon went into a crazed mental state, nailing the mail slot, door, and windows shut. He was only ever at peace on Sundays, when the mail didn't come. Until the letters started shooting down the chimney, of course. Then he lugged us off to some shack on the ocean where everything was wet and cold. Yeah. Paranoid or what? That turned out to be a rotten waste of time. On my birthday, a giant man knocks down our door in the middle of a storm, and tells me I'm a wizard. Yeah. Far-fetched or what? But it actually turned out to be true. I, Harry Potter, had finally found out the truth of my lineage. So here's my tragic childhood: Voldemort killed my parents but couldn't kill me. Then he lost his power or some trite thing like that, so now I'm a hero. A hero who will be going off to magic school in September! Take that, Dudders! A Smeltings stick will never beat a magic wand! So I went to this weird place called Diagon Alley with Hagrid to get school supplies. But you know what? Not a single street there was arranged diagonally. Misleading or what? So at some point or another, I was told that my magic wand shared a core source with Voldemort. Sick, right? What if he uses some creepy weirdo magic to make me fall in love with a teacher or something? Eww..... Sick thought. Soon it was time to go. The Dursleys dropped me off and left without a second thought. Which left me running around, trying to find an invisible platform labeled 9 3/4 before 11:00. Stress much? But my distress turned out to be a good thing, as it lead me to meet the Weasleys. Mrs. Weasley told me how to run straight through a brick wall and into Platform 9 3/4, which really made things more convenient. Soon I got onto the train, where I made friends with Ron Weasley and met Hermione Granger for the first time. She struck me as quite the bossy know it all then, until a brush with danger brought Ron, Hermione and I together by way of-- but I'm getting ahead of myself. The train ride was long, but nowhere near tedious. I learned more about the world of magic than I ever wanted to know. It was on the back of a collectible playing card that I first read the name Nicholas Flamel. I didn't know it at the time of course, but that article mention of Flamel's work on gelato would be crucial to find the Philosopher's Gelato Stand. But I'm getting ahead of myself. Once at Hogwarts, the new students were sorted by the the Sorting Hat, and I entered the House of Gryffindor. Classes were anything but boring. The Professors had us working day and night on spells and enchantments. Then came Halloween. Ron had upset Hermione to the point of tears, and I was beginning to feel a bit antsy, because she hadn't left the bathroom all afternoon. But all thoughts of my soon-to-be friend was banished by the feast that night. The food was decadent, the decor fantastic. But it wasn't to last. Just as I was reaching out to snag a pastry, Professor Quirrell ran screaming into the Great Hall, blubbering about a pudding cup in the dungeons. As the terrified teacher collapsed in a heap, it became apparent that this was no ordinary dessert. It had somehow mutated, and was now terrorizing the school. The students were quickly shepherded off to our Common Rooms, but then I remembered Hermione. Ron and I set off at a run towards the girl's lavatories. Just in time to see a trickle of chocolate pudding destroying the bathroom. Ron was the hero in this scenario. Just when all seemed lost, he casted a levitation charm that saved our lives. Bonded by trauma, Ron, Hermione, and I became friends. But you already knew that. Soon it became apparent that something was being hidden in the school. A three-headed dog sat day and night on a trap-door in the third-floor corridor. And it all came back to Nickolas Flamel. When we came to believe that Professor Snape was going to steal the stone, we knew it was time to go through the trap-door. We got past the dog without incident. Music made it fall right asleep. The plant that tried to strangle us was a different story. As was the giant chess set, troll, room of flying keys, and table of unknown potions with only a riddle as a guide. Soon I was the only one left in action. Going through the last door, I was struck dumb. Standing in front of a white plasticine counter, was a figure. But it wasn't Snape. Pause for dramatic effect. It was Quirrell. Stroking the pale surface, the teacher spoke. “Hello Potter.” He said softly. “I've been expecting you.” “Why?” I asked. “Why, because you are going to make me a gelato. One that will bring the Dark Lord back. He's ever so hungry.” Quirrell turned to face me. “Watermelon with chocolate custard.” he demanded. I didn't know what to do. So I made the gelato of immortality. Quirrell started forward to grab it, but I batted his hand away reflexively. Before my very eyes, Quirrell's hand melted like so much Italian ice left out in the sun. Then a ghostly voice issued from nowhere. “Kill the boy.” I knew it was Voldemort. It all happened very quickly then. Quirrell tried to draw his wand, but I lurched forward and grabbed his face. My scar began to burn, someone was screaming, but I would not let go. Then darkness over took me, and I fell into unconsciousness. I awoke in the Hospital Wing, where Prof. Dumbledore was waiting for me. He explained that Quirrell had died, Voldemort had escaped, The Philosopher's Gelato Stand had been destroyed, and the Flamels would soon leave the world of the living. Oh well. I suppose it's all for the best. So that's the real story. Up yours, Publishers!
Scellanis Joined: 11 September 2002 Posts: 6457 Location: Pretending to be a sea slug with 'go faster' stripes...	Posted: Saturday 20 September 2008 05 31 38 am    Post subject: Re: Introductions and FAQ's in topic:Introductions and FAQ's Hello Radha! Welcome to BaO!! *waves wand and makes Sorting Hat shaped cookies appear*
Scellanis Joined: 11 September 2002 Posts: 6457 Location: Pretending to be a sea slug with 'go faster' stripes...	Posted: Wednesday 10 September 2008 02 55 26 pm    Post subject: Re: Introductions and FAQ's in topic:Introductions and FAQ's Hello Ash! Welcome to BaO!! *waves wand and makes Sorting Hat shaped confetti fall from the ceiling*
Comma Joined: 4 September 2008 Posts: 14	Posted: Thursday 4 September 2008 08 43 39 pm    Post subject: A Gaunt Tale in topic:A Gaunt Tale [i]I've been working at this fic for a while. I've got about seventeen chapers posted up on fanfiction.net on my account. It's Marauder era, but it contains spoilers regarding the horcruxes and the deathly hallows themselves, so I figured I'd do best to post it here. It's centered around an original character of the Gaunt family (yep, Voldy's family), the Marauders, Lily, Snape, Voldy himself, and a few of his Hogwarts-bound followers (Bellatrix and Narcissa Black included). [b]There [u]will[/u] be a few grammatical errors within the first chapters that I never got around to fixing.[/b] [b]Genres[/b]: Fantasy, Romance, somewhat Suspense (as far as people have told me...) [b]The summary:[/b] Katalina Gaunt entered Hogwarts in her first year, only to be withdrawn from the school by her father immediately after she is sorted into Gryffindor, for homeschooling that he feels is more appropriate to someone of a herritage as "noble" as hers. She runs away at the age of fifteen to make it into Hogwarts for her fifth year, where she meets one troublemaker she would like nothing more than to hex, one she starts to develop a rather perturbing love/hate relationship with, a few new friends, and a few mortal enemies. Personal relationships turn out to be the least of her worries when she realizes there is a murderer on the loose within the school grounds and nothing she can do to prevent it without anyone close to her becoming the next victims. I think I'll post up the first two chapters to start with.[/i] ------------------------- [b]Chapter 1 Dementor's Search[/b] Katalina Gaunt was to be starting her fifth year at Hogwarts. She knew it would be a hard year, having never actually been to Hogwarts before. She was a member of the Gaunt family, a strictly pureblood family, a family that had been sorted into the Slytherin house for years, who was in Gryffindor. She was most definitely afraid. Had she not been homeschooled her whole life, she would have been alright with entering her fifth year at Hogwarts. However, since her fifth year was the equivalent of her first, it was impossible for her to feel at all comfortable with it. True, Katalina had come to Hogwarts when she was eleven, just like most other eleven year old witches and wizards. Then, a week after being sorted into Gryffindor, her father pulled her out of the school to teach her his own courses. The History of Magic became The History of the Dark Arts. Defense against the Dark Arts was just the Dark Arts. Potions included how to make undetectable poisons, and how to detect them. She still had Transfiguration, but the course was twisted to her father's style. The standard Charms course was a course for learning curses and hexes. She also had to study her family history and learn the connection of the dark arts with her ancestors. It just went back and back and back, right on back to Salazar Slytherin himself and further back even than him. Katalina had come from a long line of dark witches and wizards, most certainly. She herself was a break in the chain, and her father was attempting to mold her back into the chain. Her brother was perfectly okay with the dark arts. He was in his seventh year at Hogwarts, a Slytherin prefect. He was always willing to help discipline his disobedient sibling at home. There was only one method of discipline, and that was the Cruciatus Curse, the Torture Curse, one of the three Unforgivable Curses. Summer was a time she dreaded, for her brother and her father to be in the same house as her both at once was a nightmare. She definitely wasn't going to miss that at all. Now, here she stood, at Platform Nine and Three Quarters, just looking at the steam engine train. It was a sight that represented both her freedom from her father and her fear of the unknown. It gave her a scared feeling of relief that she could have never explained if she had tried to with all her might. Seeing all the loving families bidding their children goodbye was the one thing that seemed to damage her the most. Where was her caring family? Why couldn't she, just a fifteen year old with a hard life to put behind her, have what everyone else had? Was she not worthy of a family? Maybe she wasn't worthy of even having friends. She was a Gaunt in Gryffindor, after all, the rival house of Slytherin at Hogwarts. That didn't say much for her. Her last name said she was an evil, dark witch, but her house said that she wasn't even good at that. Who could ever befriend someone like her? Her question was answered in little more than a few seconds later, when a girl about her age stopped in front of her. She was about the same height as Katalina, and had a medium auburn hair color, and bright green eyes. The boy that was with her looked somewhat unsociable. His eyes were dark, his black hair was shoulder length and greasy, and he had a rather large nose and pale complexion that made him appear rather sinister. "Hi. I'm Lily Evans; this is my friend Severus Snape." She offered her hand, and they shook hands. Severus nodded in acknowledgement, so Katalina did the same. "Katalina... Gaunt..." she said, a little reluctant to release her surname. "Have you been to Hogwarts before?" Lily asked curiously. "We didn't recognize you." "I --" Katalina started, a little panicked about the question. She didn't think anyone would have asked it. Nonetheless, she managed a simple reply. "My father wouldn't let me come to Hogwarts, I was homeschooled." "Really?" Lily said. "With Albus Dumbledore headmaster?" She seemed a bit intrigued, and Katalina found herself walking onto the train with them. "He's been the best thing to happen to Hogwarts since it was founded, according to most." "Some don't believe..." she said evasively. "My dad doesn't like him... I didn't know why... mind if I hold onto that?" she asked one of the prefects, what was putting her larger luggage into one of the side compartments of the train; she grabbed her guitar case from him and continued in with Lily and Severus. Lily seemed nice enough, definitely, but the boy with her seemed distant; she, however, couldn't say much more for herself. "What about your mum?" Lily asked as the three of them found a compartment to sit in; an empty one. They all seemed larger inside than they were outside, clearly enough for eight people to easily fit into, four people per bench. The three of them took one bench, as Katalina's kitten jumped into her lap and mewed. "She couldn't have very well said with her current state..." Katalina said. "Our old house burned when I was a baby, her body was never even found. We still don't know what caused the fire… or who, if that's the case." She evaded any more questions on the subject of her mother’s death by continuing onto a different subject matter. "I just ran away from my dad, stayed in the Leaky Cauldron all summer. I took the key to my mum's account at Gringott’s; she'd left it all to me anyway. Got tired of being cooped up all day." "What year're you in? We're both in fifth." "Me too... and Gryffindor," she added. "Drove me dad nuts, he wanted another Slytherin in the family, we had all been for ages." "I can't believe parents get broken up over things so silly..." she said. "Muggleborn?" Katalina asked. "Yes," she said. "I never had to worry about it. Sev did..." she added, looking over a little cautiously -- he could apparently be rather touchy on this subject. "Mum kept saying I was a filthy half-breed and didn't deserve to be put in Slytherin," he said. "So I wanted to just to prove I did deserve it, and I did. Put her in her place, but she still doesn't like me very much. Nor does my dad, but he didn't know he was marrying a witch at the time." "My family had apparently been a long line of pure blood Slytherins that claimed to be descended from Salazar Slytherin himself... so, naturally, me being the first to break this cycle, my dad wanted me dead... I wouldn't doubt we did descend from him..." she added. "Been rumors about different bits of the Gaunt family everywhere..." "Gaunt..." Lily said, remembering something. "Are you related to Alfred Gaunt?" "Yes..." she said, quite grudgingly. "My brother... different mum than me, according to my dad. I don't really... get along with him." She sounded as though she were trying to put their feelings towards each other lightly. "Me and Dad had a huge row before I left, he told me I was just like my great aunt, running off against her father's wishes." She laughed slightly. "I told him if her dad was anything like him, then I couldn't blame her." "Why don't you try to find her?" "Couldn't if I wanted to," she said. "She died an hour after having a baby, turns out she'd given the muggle she'd run off with a love potion, but eventually stopped, and he left her, but she was already pregnant. She had the baby in an orphanage, it's possible whoever the child is now doesn't even have a clue who their parents are, so I couldn't track them down very well, and wouldn't be mentioned in our family history, being a... what was it my dad said... a 'filthy tainted half blood with an ungrateful blood traitor of a mother'." She sighed. "He really is quite a wonderful person," she added with sarcastic admiration; Lily and Severus both laughed. "Have you heard your brother's theory on the child?" Lily asked. "I try to avoid him and my dad during summer, them together is a nightmare." "He took a different view on it than your father, apparently," Severus said. "He claims that the child grew up to be Voldemort." "Really?" Katalina said, a little stunned at this. "He's always taken sides with my dad at home. Probably just looking to impress his friends. But then..." "What?" Lily said, a little fearful -- Voldemort was the wizard slowly working his way towards being the most feared dark wizard of all time. Most people didn't even dare speak his name aloud. She thought about it for a moment, then shook her head. "No, he's just being an arsehead, my brother's always been known for coming up with stories that benefit his own status." She shrugged it off, and as Severus appeared to be about to speak again, they were interrupted with guffaws of laughter outside, probably a few feet from the door. "God, not already." Lily gave an exasperated sigh. She got up and looked out the window, as did Severus. "What?" Katalina asked. She did the same, and managed to get a decent look out the window at a growing crowd. "The local baboons have broken out of their cage." Lily was scowling towards the front of the crowd. "James Potter and Sirius Black. The short chunkier one is Peter Pettigrew, follows the other two around worshipping them like Gods. Don't know who the fourth is, he must be new." She saw someone who was clearly a Slytherin prefect dangling upside down from his ankle in midair, a boy with shoulder length black hair controlling this, three of his friends with him, and a crowd of people around them, laughing. Katalina recognized this prefect, clearly, as her brother. She followed the other two out the door. She nearly laughed a little herself, but kindly decided not to. Alfred was most likely older than the boy and his friends, and begging to be put down. It was, however, a bit cruel. Katalina, who'd mastered silent spells extremely early and extremely well, was deciding between spells to use to kindly help out her brother. She took her time deciding, and Lily pushed her way to the front of the crowd. Katalina heard her speaking from the back. "Can't you idiots at least save it until you get off the train?" she snapped at the four in front. "No," said the one using the spell. "Gaunt here was mouthing off at us for being outside our compartment while the train's moving." "Well, it's dangerous!" she said. "And prefects're supposed to," she added. "You're not supposed to be out here." "And you are?" asked another, the one with black messy hair and glasses. "Or did you come out here just to tell us off? Not wise, you see what happened to Al. You're lucky, I'm too polite to hex a girl, and Sirius is occupied at the moment." "I could do two at once," Sirius said. "Just let me use your wand, James." "Nah, then I'd practically be doing it." Lily was pulling out her own wand now. "Oh, look, she's nice enough to let me use her own wand!" Sirius said with sarcastic enthusiasm. She pointed it at him. "Like you'll do anything," Sirius scoffed at her. Suddenly, he was being hoisted up by his ankle, but Lily wasn't doing it. Katalina made it to the front of the crowd, as he dropped his own wand and her brother fell with a small thud! on the carpet. Katalina had her own wand pointed at Sirius. "She's too polite," Katalina said. The crowed Oooohed at the sudden intervention. "Let me down!" Sirius said, trying and failing to reach his wand. Alfred stood up and grabbed his own wand. He put Sirius down, and Katalina directed her focus to him. "Look at this," Alfred said. "Two of the people I dislike most getting detentions before school's even started. Report to Filch at eight o' clock on Monday night." He grinned maliciously, then, grin fading, turned focus to Katalina. "I don't need help from any filthy blood traitors." Rather than glower at him, as most would have done, she grabbed his collar and pushed him into the wall, wand pointed in between his eyes. "And I don't need lip from people who's arses I've just saved by choice," she snarled back. Then, with a grin, she added, "And it didn't seem like you were about to get out of it yourself, you know." She put on a high pitched, mocking voice. "'Please, please put me down! I won't give you detention, I won't take points away from your house, please, please, please, I'm sorry! I'll never bother you again, I promise!' Yeah," she said, over guffaws of laughter at her impersonation, even from the boy she'd just used his own spell on. "I'm sure you had the situation completely under your control." She lowered her wand, then, as she'd expected, had to dodge a jet of red light; it could have easily been mistaken as a stunning spell, but she knew otherwise. She glanced over her shoulder. "You'd have been getting a lot worse than detention if that had hit me, Al," she said coldly. Her and Lily made their ways to the back of the crowd, followed by quite a few Ooooooo's at her last statement, from those who'd taken it as a threat. She, Lily, and Severus made their way back into their compartment, as the crowd faded. However, the other four, lingered for a moment, even as everyone else filed back into their compartments. The four of them; Sirius Black, James Potter, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew, waited until the rest of them were gone, except themselves and Al Gaunt, and Sirius spoke. "She doesn't get two detentions for that, at least?" he asked, a little disappointed. "Shut up!" Al snapped at him, walking off. "Alright, then..." James said, a bit confused, as they watched him walk away to his own compartment, then slam the door after him. "That's a little odd..." ------------------------------------------------- Inside their compartment, Severus and Lily were both questioning her as to how she'd known that spell. "What's the big deal?" she asked. "It's pretty much the same as Wingardium Leviosa, only directed exactly at an ankle. And besides, I could've learned it out of one of my spell books, for all you know." "That wouldn't be possible," he assured her. "Why not?" "Because I made that spell," he said. "Levicorpus. It was designed as you said, Wingardium Leviosa directed at an ankle, but it's easier just to have one incantation without worrying about where to direct the spell, as long as it's directed at a person in general. It's Libertacorpus to let them down, and it's usually used as a silent spell, so no one ever knows when they're going to be hoisted up by their ankle in the middle of a corridor at school." "How come you didn't get another detention when you threatened your brother like that? And twice, for that matter," Lily asked. "Deep down inside that cold exterior, I think he's afraid of what I'll do to him when I'm not under the watch of his daddy," she said, grinning. "And the second time wasn't a threat..." she added, both coldly and a little nervously. "Anyone who's dumb enough to do that under such close watch is dangerous..." "But it was just a Stunning spell," Lily said, confused. "No," Katalina said. "I assure you it wasn't. Stunning spells don't feel hot when they pass the side of your neck." She lifted her hair and pointed to a red mark that would most likely turn into a burn blister within the next hour. "Also, the shape they're fired in is a spiral of red sparks, not a straight jet." "Then what was it?" she asked. "The Cruciatus Curse..." she said. Lily gasped and clasped her hands over her mouth. Severus looked surprised as well. "The Cruciatus Curse?" he repeated. "On the Hogwarts Express?" "Like I said," she sighed. "Anyone to do that is stupid and dangerous. I wasn't threatening him, I was stating the facts..." "He could easily get arrested for it," Lily agreed. "Could you both do me a favor and not mention to anyone I'm related to him yet?" she asked. "People'll figure it out eventually, but I'd like to delay people knowing my relation to him for as long as possible..." They both agreed. At that time, they heard voices close to their door, one of them quite angry, the others amused. They burst into the compartment, Sirius with his wand out. He stopped in front of Katalina and pointed it at her. "How the bloody hell did you get out of that?" he demanded, while the other three laughed. Lily looked ready to chop off Sirius's arm, and Severus glared in the opposite direction. "Out of what?" she said incredulously, standing up as well. She pulled out her own wand and pushed him down onto the other bench-like seat unexpectedly; he dropped his wand next to him, staring crosseyed at the one now pointed between his own eyes. "In case you didn't notice, I've got a detention as well, and I for one hope we've got them with different teachers, or I'll end up hexing you halfway through and getting another!" "I'm talking about from threatening a school prefect twice in under a minute!" he shot back, but recoiled when he remembered he wasn't in the best position to mouth off. "He figured on using his own methods of punishment rather than detention," she said. "I suppose you didn't notice that that wasn't a normal Stunning spell he fired?" "Wha...?" She sighed and lowered her wand. She sat back down, as the other three came in and did the same, on the bench seat Sirius was on rather than the other. "That was the Cruciatus Curse, idiot. A Stunning spell can't burn your skin, and I've got one hell of a nasty burn mark on my neck, I'm lucky I dodged it when I did. And a stunning spell is spiraled, the Cruciatus Curse is a straight jet of sparks." "Get real," James said. "With all the guard around here he wouldn't have dared use that on another student." "Look it up," she said. "You'll see I'm one hundred percent correct, whether you like it or not. He's apparently not the brightest person in the world." "Apparently..." James said. "There're teachers on the train, we've seen a few of them, its surprising none of them came out to see what was going on." Their attention turned as Sirius spotted Severus. "Snivellus!" he said, in a mock friendly voice. He didn't turn his head from the window out into the hallway. "Didn't see you in our crowd of fans and admirers." "He was too scared he'd be next," James said, laughing. He appeared to be trying to ignore James's and Sirius's taunts. "Cut it out," Lily said. "Make us," James said. She and Katalina both, at the same time, pulled out their wands and stood. Lily pointed her wand at James, and Katalina pointed hers at Sirius. "I'm perfectly willing to," Katalina shot at both of them. "You, Lily?" she asked. "Definitely," she said, jabbing it into James's forehead. He winced. "That hurt!" he said. "It'll hurt even worse if you keep on with this nonsense!" she said. "Now stop it!" "I wasn't thinking of hurting, really," Katalina said, looking over at Lily. "I was thinking a good strong Confundus charm. Make them think they're baboons. They must have gotten Confunded in the past, too, seeing as they're under the illusion that they're people at the moment." Sirius had taken the opportunity in which she'd looked away to grab his own wand; when she turned back, he was pointing his at her. She sat down, and the both continued pointing and glaring. Lily looked down at them, shook her head, and sat down herself, putting her own wand away. ----------------------------------------- "Would you two call a truce already or something?" she said to Sirius and Katalina after half an hour of them still silently pointing their wands at each other and glaring. "You know, before you become mortal enemies?" "She's a Slytherin, I'm guessing?" Sirius asked spitefully. "Funny, I thought you'd be one," Katalina said. "Dangling people from their ankle in the middle of the hall, honestly!" "She's a Gryffindor," Lily said. "Wish I had been a Slytherin," Katalina said, a little thoughtfully, a little grudgingly. "I'm glad I'm in Gryffindor, I didn't want to be in Slytherin at first.... My dad had doubts I would be, and he wanted me to be, so he decided to home school me for the first year, just to see. When I was sorted, they send the Sorting Hat with a Hogwarts employee to houses of children who may be in Hogwarts the next year, I was put in Gryffindor." "How'd you get out of being homeschooled if it pissed him off that bad?" James asked. "Ran away," she said happily. "And I'm never going back to that place again. I don't care if I have to stay at inns for all my summers. I'd rather be alone. I've got inheritance money from my mum, stole the key to her vault, she left it all to me anyway, so I don't need financial support and I can easily pay for costs of inns and hotels." "Inheritance?" Sirius said, lowering his wand without realizing he had. "She died in a fire when I was about six months old," she said. "No big deal. If my dad was married to her, God only knows how horrible she was... I know that's no way to talk about your dead parents that you've never met, but it's the truth. He'd've never married a blood traitor muggle lover. Curious, they never found her body in the fire, but with the amount of her blood they found, it's been figured out she wouldn't have lasted long even if she had gotten out." "If it was a fire..." James said slowly, "... then how was there blood?" "The hell if I know," she said with a shrug. "My dad never gave me the full set of details of everything that happened; he didn't like talking about it. Only thing that ever got to him." James had started to speak again, but was distracted by the luggage rack. "Is that a guitar?" he asked, pointing. "Go near it and you'll regret that you were ever born," she said. Everyone looked over at her, even Severus, who'd been so keen on looking out the window. "Sorry," she said. "It's just that it's the last thing I have to remind me of how much my dad despised me. He always hated it. The fact I used electricity in his house. I purposely didn't bewitch the amplifier to run by magic until I left. Annoyed the hell out of him, but I'd hex him if he ever set a foot near it," she said relishingly. "Good times." "There aren't even any electrical outlets in my house..." Sirius said. She laughed. "I put one in my room myself. Without magic. Bought the tools to do it at the local hardware store. Annoyed him even more that I did that when I could have just conjured everything out of the air." Slowly, as they continued talking, the train began to come to a halt. By the time they were all properly introduced, the train had stopped. They noticed this. "We can't be there yet..." Sirius said, looking out the window, his hands pressed against it. "No," he said. "Someone's getting on, it looks like," he told them. As though burned or shocked, he pulled his hands back. "What the..." The window started to freeze and crack. "Dementors?" "Dementors?" Katalina repeated, disbelieving, and looked out the window herself. "There's been a rumor going around that Voldemort --" there were shudders within the compartment, except from Katalina, who was used to the name in her household, Severus, and Sirius. "-- tried to get a teaching job at Hogwarts," Severus said. "I heard that," Katalina said. "Then again, maybe they're coming to take away that prefect," she added hopefully. There were a few nervous laughs around the compartment; dementors were nearly as feared as Voldemort himself. Dementors were creatures that guarded the wizard prison, Azkaban. They were tall, hooded, and faceless, except for a gaping hole that was their mouth. They didn't see people, they felt fear. They went towards the source of the fear and would feed off of all the happy thoughts within the mind of that person, until nothing was left but the bad memories. They had once been people themselves, some of them, but had since had their own souls sucked from their bodies. They couldn't kill, but their finishing move was the Dementor's Kiss, where they'd clamp their jaws down on their victem's jaws and proceed to suck out their soul, leaving them a shell with a beating heart, but no will to live, and, eventually, they'd either waste away or become dementors themselves. "Still, to search Hogwarts and the train..." James said. "There've been plenty cases of dementors going bad," Lily said. "Especially lately, You-Know-Who's been persuading them over to his side. It's awfully risky bussiness..." "I suppose they'll search... all the compartments?" Katalina asked nervously, her grip tightening on her wand. "Yeah..." Lily said. "Probably..." They all sat silently in wait, and then, the lights in their compartment went out, and they could see their breath in little puffs of fog. "They're getting closer..." she said quietly, more to herself than the others. She tried to muster up an overpoweringly happy memory. Nothing seemed to do; the dementors seemed to be leaking fear and sorrow into their compartment already. A scabbed, black, skeletal hand reached over the window of their compartment. She was ready; she was remembering the moment she stepped onto Diagon Alley; the feeling of being freed. It opened the door, and there were at least five there. And no teachers keeping an eye on them? That was risky. The door opened, and they started to swoop in. Katalina stood, pointed her wand, and said the incantation clearly: "Expecto Patronum." She thought of nothing but that thought, and maintained focus on it, even as a silver phoenix burst out of the end of her wand and darted at the dementors. They turned quickly and left, making odd screaching noises that had to be their form of a scream. She flicked her wand, and the phoenix vanished, then the compartment door closed. The lights flicked back on; she had apparently scared the dementors off the train altogether. Lily hit her. "You could have said you knew how to do that!" she said loudly, hitting her in the arm again with her own wand. The four on the other bench were laughing at her reaction. "I didn't know if I'd be able to or not -- careful with that thing, you're about to catch my bleedin' arm on fire!" Lily made a noise of frustration, glared at Katalina for a moment as she put her wand away, then decided to stare at the bottom of the luggage rack over her head. "At least they're gone..." Katalina said sheepishly with a shrug. They heard someone running down the hall of the train. An old, stern looking witch stopped at the door of their compartment and opened it. Her hair was black and drawn back in a tight bun. She looked completely astounded. "Which of you conjured it?" she demanded of them. Sirius, James, Remus, and Peter stopped laughing immediately. "Which of you conjured the Patronus?" "The Pa-what-us?" Sirius said blankly, voicing what the rest of them were definitely thinking, except Katalina. She looked a little scared. She sheepishly raised her hand, her eyes even wider than usual. This made them laugh again. "Come with me," she said. Katalina got up and walked out of the compartment slowly with whomever the witch was that was standing there in emerald green robes. ----------------------------------- [i]Side info: -I have teachers placed on the train due to the fact that this is around the time that Voldemort would be at a height of power, and I figured Hogwarts would want to have more than train workers and prefects there in case anyone on Voldemorts side has been stationed on the train. -Lupin is a "new student" for reasons involving future things in this story that I can't give away -- I know it's not how it happened in the books or anything, but that's my story and I'm sticking to it.[/i] --------------------------------------------- [b]Chapter 2: Veritaserum[/b] "Please don't send me home..." Katalina begged the witch sheepishly. "That's not what we're concerned with right now," she said. She most certainly looked concerned about something. Katalina followed her down the hallway after she shut the door. They stopped at a teacher's compartment, and the woman opened the door, and indicated for Katalina to go in first. She did so, and the woman closed the door after her. Three other people who were apparently teachers sat in the room. This witch took a seat behind a desk. "Sit," she said, indicating the chair in front of her desk. Katalina did as told. "I'm assuming you're Katalina Gaunt?" She grimaced a little. "I prefer Smith..." she mumbled. The woman looked at her oddly. "... Katalina Smith?" she asked. "I don't like my family very much..." "I'll address you as Gaunt for the time being, it's your enrollment name. "Now, Katalina, I am Professor McGonagall, the head of Gryffindor House and Transfiguration teacher. This --" She indicated a wizard with ginger hair, balding and graying, and a little on the chubby side. "-- is our potions master and head of Slytherin House, Professor Slughorn. This is Professor Sprout, your Herbology teacher and head of Hufflepuff. This is Professor Flitwick, Charms teacher and head of Ravenclaw." She nodded in turn to each of them as she was introduced to them. "Now, Miss Gaunt here," McGonagall said, resulting in another slight grimace on Katalina's part, "has produced a Patronus Charm. She is in only her fifth year. A Patronus Charm is seventh year level magic, and most of them have trouble with it. The dementors detected a presence in her compartment that they recognized to be in relation to what they were searching for, whether in family ties or personality, they could not say." Katalina was horribly afraid. "Professor Slughorn, you have the Veritaserum, I believe?" Slughorn handed over a tiny bottle of a clear liquid. "Katalina," Professor McGonagall said. "You seem quite sincere, but, by Ministry orders, we must use Veritaserum to interrogate you." She nodded, gulping. "Wh... what does... V-veritaserum do...?" she asked. "It forces the drinker to tell the truth at all costs." She nodded. "It is tasteless, scentless, and clear, as you can see. It'll be like water to you, but you will tell the truth upon drinking it, as it will force you to without thinking about your answer first." She nodded, yet again, taking the bottle. She uncorked it, and drank it. It did, indeed, seem like water. She didn't feel any difference in herself. "State your true name," Professor McGonagall said. "Katalina Arianna Gaunt," she said. "Why are you here?" "To go to Hogwarts." "For what reasons?" "To learn." "Learn what?" "Whatever the classes I have chosen to take this year offer me as learning material." "Do you have any relation to He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named?" "I do not know." "That's interesting..." Katalina heard Slughorn say. "Have you met him?" McGonagall continued. "No." "Do you have a family connection with him?" "Yes." "Very interesting, indeed," McGonagall said. "Who?" "My father is one of his most devoted and important followers, some have called him Voldemort's right-hand-man." "And how do you feel about you father's connection with He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named?" "It sickens me to the very pit of my stomach." "That's good... "Did you produce the Patronus charm that scared off the Death Eaters?" "Yes." "What form was it in?" "A phoenix." Everyone in the room gasped, except McGonagall, though she did appear astounded. "Could... could you show us?" Katalina took her wand from her pocket. She stood, walked behind the chair, and pointed it at the chair seat. "Expecto Patronum," she said aloud. The phoenix burst from her wand again, and it perched on the edge of the chair. "How long can you hold it there?" Professor McGonagall asked. Katalina pocketed her wand, and the bird was still there. "Until I tell her to go." "How long have you been able to make a Patronus?" "A few weeks," she said. "How did you learn?" "From a seventh year course book that I bought at Flourish and Blotts’ in Diagon Alley for a bit of light reading." "How long did it take to learn?" "Around five minutes." McGonagall swallowed nervously, looking around at the rest of the teachers. "How long does it normally take to learn for most students?" she asked them. "Weeks," Flitwick piped; his voice was as high as he was low; he was only tall enough to come up just past Katalina's knee. "And most of them give up before producing a true Patronus." "Is it true you were homeschooled by your father?" McGonagall asked Katalina. "Sort of." "What did he teach you?" "Nothing in the course books," she said. "He taught me dark magic, against my will, and of the history of it, and of my own family history." "And he did not include the Dark Lord in this family history?" "He did not," she said. "Was there anyone in particular that stuck out?" "Yes... an unknown halfblood child, and I heard that my brother is suspicious about it." "Does he know about the child’s parents?" "Yes. Its mother is my great-great aunt, Merope Gaunt. Its father was a muggle she made like her by love potions." "Do you know anything about the child's mother?" “According to my father, she 'disgraced our family name' when she ran off with him. She became pregnant by him, and stopped giving him the potion, thinking he'd still love her. He didn't, he left to live with his parents. She was broken, scared, and distraught, and had the baby at a muggle orphanage, where she herself died an hour after its birth." "The father," McGonagall choked out. "Did you know his name?" "Tom Riddle." McGonagall and Slughorn seemed to be particularly worried by this. "Do you know the Dark Lord's real name?" "No." "Good," McGonagall said. "And you won't until the time is right..." She raised her wand and pointed it at Katalina. "Obliviate," she said quietly. A blue beam of light hit Katalina, and she stared blankly ahead. "You are to forget this conversation. You will remember being here, but the conversation will be a complete blank. You will figure out that I Confunded you while you still are here." Katalina, still looking blankly ahead, nodded. McGonagall flicked her wand at Katalina again, who snapped back. "Why am I here?" she asked. "What do you mean, Miss Gaunt?" "I mean, aren't you going to interrogate me?" she asked. She looked down. Her phoenix was still there. "How'd my Patronus get there?" she demanded. She looked up at McGonagall. "You've Confunded my memory of the interrogation," she said accusingly, pointing at her. "I have," McGonagall agreed. "It's the only way to keep you safe." "Did you use anything that might make me tell you anything I didn't want to...?" she asked, suddenly noticing the miniature flask in her hand. She set it on the table. "Yes, Veritaserum, only a small dosage. It makes the drinker tell the complete truth about everything." "I want to know what I said!" "I cannot tell you that until another time, Miss Gaunt." "But if I said something I didn't know I knew or that incriminates someone --" "You didn't." "But I don't know what I said, how can I believe that?!" "You'll have to believe it for now, Miss Gaunt. You did say you learned the Patronus in around five minutes." "I did," she said. "I know. It was weird; the book said it could take up to a year, sometimes more, to get your Patronus to have a true form. It was extremely difficult magic. But I didn't find it to be, really. I can teleport it, too." She looked at the Patronus, as though communicating with it silently, and it disappeared, reappearing in front of Professor McGonagall, atop her desk, gazing at her. "And..." she said, and, focusing quite hard on the Patronus, it spoke with her voice, "I can make it speak for me." Professor McGonagall was astounded, as were the rest of the teachers. She looked almost afraid of this. "Is it... bad that I can...?" "No," McGonagall assured her. "Anything but bad. It's... it's amazing magic, we don't even teach that. Very few of the staff can do it, even. Out of curiosity, how far can you teleport it?" "As far as I want. As it is a piece of my memory, I can see through its eyes or my own when I teleport it. I can only teleport it to places I have an address for or places I've been before, though." "It's impossible to do otherwise," she assured her. "I thought it was impossible for a fifth year student to do at all, honestly, to make a perfect Patronus charm... but I've been proven wrong, I suppose. You may head back to your friends now. But, if James Potter and Sirius Black are still there, you may want to be careful not to tell them we've used Veritaserum. The effects won't wear off for the next hour." "Yes', ma'am," she said. She looked at her Patronus, and it dissolved on the desk in a puff of silvery smoke. Katalina turned and walked to the door. She opened it, stepped out, and, as she was closing it, heard Professor McGonagall's voice, speaking to another teacher, one word: "Amazing..." She shut the door and headed back to her compartment. She opened the door silently, shut it behind her, and took her seat next to the window outside. "So how long will they be letting you stay at the school?" James asked brightly. She glared at him. "I'd smack you if you were closer," she assured him coldly. "I'm not being chucked out, thank you; they only wanted to question me." "About what?" Remus asked. "I have no idea," she said. "What kind of questions? About the Patronus?" Sirius asked. "I really don't know," she said. "McGonagall Confunded me after the questioning." "Did they use Veritaserum?" James asked. "Yes," she said, though she really hadn't wanted to. She could tell it was working. "Has it worn off?" Sirius asked. "Professor McGonagall said it would stay for another hour." "Don't even think about it, you two," Lily said warningly. "Oh, why not?" James asked pleadingly. "It just seems like it would be so much fun! If she hadn't meant for us to question her ourselves, then she would have made her wait back in the teacher's compartment." "She told me not to mention I was under the influence of Veritaserum," she said. "Then why did you?" Lily demanded. "They asked me," she said. "You could've lie -- oh, right... never mind..." "Please don't ask me about my family," she said. "I really don't want to talk about them. I didn't want to say yes, but the effect is that it makes you tell the truth without giving you time to think and it doesn't let you lie after saying the true statement." "May we ask what your surname is, since you conveniently forgot to mention it earlier?" James asked. "You can…. Meaning you're capable of doing so. But I wish you wouldn't." "What if we do anyway?" "Then I'd tell the truth unwillingly." "Then what's --" "Don't!" Lily yelled at them. She pulled out her wand and pointed it at him. "She told me not to tell anyone, so her telling you unwillingly while I'm here is practically the same thing! Stop it! I will do it!" She stood up, still pointing it at him. "Thank you," Katalina said gratefully. "Is it that embarrassing?" Sirius asked. "Is to me." "Sounds funny?" James asked. "Not really, I guess." "She's ashamed of her family, alright?" Lily said. "Do you really need to know anything else?" "It's not because they're muggles? Or one of her parents was a muggle or a muggle born?" James said. "Because then I'd have to hex her." "No," Katalina said. "That's not why. I'd rather it be that way in fact." "Insufferable purebloods, I'll bet," Sirius said to James. "You would be one to know," James said to Sirius, nodding. “Alright, before we run out of time," James continued, Lily lowering her wand and sitting back down. "Un-family related shit. What to ask first..." "Where the bloody hell did you learn to do a Pa... Pa-thing-a-ma-what's-it-called?" Sirius asked. "Patronus." Lily corrected, laughing. "Oh, shut up, it's not my problem your brain's getting too bloody big for your skull..." "A seventh year course book," she said. "I bought it to read and see what the hardest things I'd learn would be, and I thought Patronuses sounded cool, so I gave it a go." "How long did it take to learn?" Lily asked. "About five minutes," she said. "They said it was a year before it would take actual form," she said. "But I didn't find it very hard at all. I can also make mine teleport and I can talk through it." "What kind of bird was it?" Lily asked. "It looked like a phoenix," she said. "It was a phoenix." "Wow..." she said. "Is the veritaserum still working?" James said. "Yes." "Thought it would be a good idea to double-check..." "Have you ever seen a dragon?" Sirius asked. They all looked at him oddly. "Hey, we're asking random questions now," he said. "I don't know anyone who's seen a dragon before." "No," she said. "Do you have any abilities that're rare to the wizarding world?" She didn't want to answer. She resisted. She resisted for nearly a minute. But she couldn't. "I can do magic without a wand," she breathed out. "And... and..." her voice quavered. "Is it wearing off already?" James asked. "No..." she strained. "I think she's trying to resist telling you something," Lily said. "I can talk to..." she said. "To... to..." She gulped. "I can talk to snakes." They were all quiet, staring at her oddly. She looked at the floor. It was exactly why she had resisted telling them. "When did you find out?" Lily asked. "I was two..." she said. "Two years old... I remember. My dad decided to test it... common in my family... I could already speak perfect English, he'd said, I remember, so we should see if I could speak Parseltongue like most of the rest of my family... and I could... I hate him for making me realize I could... I hate him..." "Don't all the Parselmouths end up in Slytherin?" Remus asked. "It's hard to track," Sev said. "I'd bet at least 99% had. But there's always odd cases in everything...." "Why did he want to know if you could?" Lily asked. "To... to... to make sure I really was his daughter..." she said. "Because his hatred of muggles wasn't reflected by me... or of muggleborns... halfbloods... he didn't understand why, so he tested... that... to see if I was truly a member of his family..." "So your entire family is?" Sirius asked. "Yes," she said. "As far back as we can trace it... all Parselmouths... all Slytherins... except me, and he doesn't like it, he tried to turn me into a Slytherin himself... please don't ask me any more about them..." she said. "I think I told McGonagall something about them that I hadn't put together myself and she managed to... she wouldn't tell me, but I think she did, and she wasn't telling me because she said it wasn't the right time to yet..." "But --" James started. "No," Lily said, amazingly at the same time as Sirius. Both of them looked at Sirius. "I'm ashamed of my family, and I know I'd be pissed as hell if someone force fed me Veritaserum and started asking me about them,” Sirius said. "If any of you tell anyone I'm a Parselmouth, I'll kill you," she said. "Literally?" James said. "Could be, depending on how upset I am," she said. "Okay," he said. "I value my life, I'm not going to. "Do you have an invisibility cloak?" "Yes," she said. "Yes, actually. Amazing thing, really, even when my dad tried to summon it, it would never come off me unless I physically pulled it off of myself. You could hide from Death himself under that cloak. And most of them, the charms wear off after a while; this one'd been in my mom's family for forever, according to her will. I thought it was amazing when I read about it. Reminded me of that one story in a collection of Beedle the Bard stories I read when I was young, the three brothers. My dad had that page marked and some symbol over it circled, it was weird." "I didn't ask her, in my defense," James said to Lily and Sirius. "I only --" "I know," Lily said. "It means the potion's starting to wear off. She can say things other than the answers now, but she tells the complete truth about them anyway." "What did the symbol look like?" Sirius asked. "Looked like a rune, but it isn't one," she said. "A triangle with a circle and a line in it. Book said something about the deathly hallows under there, where my dad had written in it, but I couldn’t make anything of it.” "The deathly hallows..." Lily said. "I've never heard of that before..." "Where’s the cloak?" James asked. She reached into her pocket and commenced to pulling something long and silvery out, that looked almost fluid-like, except that it couldn't have been, or it would have made the pocket of her skirt wet, or wouldn't have stayed in her pocket. She finished pulling it out; it was big enough to fit a fully grown adult. "There's no way that could have fit in your pocket without shrinking," Lily said. "I've read about invisibility cloaks --" "And everything else on God's green earth," James added. She kicked him in the knee. "I've read about them, none of them do that." "Do you know summoning spells?" she asked Lily. "You seem to be the smartest person in the compartment." "Yes," Lily said, laughing at the glares Katalina was getting from James and Sirius. "I'll put the cloak on, you summon something else first to prove you can, then try the cloak." "I know summoning spells too," Sirius said. "And so does James." "Alright," Lily said. Katalina threw the cloak over herself. Lily thought for a moment, then decided. "Accio wand," she said, pointing at James, whose wand flew out of his pocket and into her hand. "Hey!" he said. She handed it back, laughing. "Alright, now try the cloak," Katalina's apparently disembodied voice said. "Shall I put my hands out to prove I'm not holding it?" "Sure." Her hands appeared out of nowhere. "Accio invisibility cloak!" she said, clearly determined to make the spell work. The cloak didn't budge. She took it off, straightening out her hair. "Wish mine did that..." James said, admiring the cloak. "Mine doesn't even look the same..." "She just wasn't trying hard enough," Sirius said, pulling out his own wand. "It doesn't nescisarily have to be on," she said, folding it and placing it in her lap. "Try." "Accio invisibility cloak!" he said. It didn't budge. "Accio invisibility cloak!" he said, a little more forceful. "Careful," James said. "I don't want mine thinking it's being called and springing out of my luggage." "I don't get it..." he said, looking at the cloak, frowning. "Maybe it really is the cloak from the story," James said. "Yeah," Katalina said with a laugh. "And maybe a female Hungarian Horntail would give you her eggs without a fight if you asked her nicely. Kids stories," she concluded quite firmly. "They're made to entertain and teach a lesson. In this one, the lesson is actually the motto of the Ravenclaw House," she said. "'Wit beyond measure is a man's greatest treasure.' While the older brothers asked for material things that could be stolen or misused, the youngest, smartest brother decided to think of something that would fool Death, and hide him and his gift from the rest of the world so it couldn't be stolen." "You mean there're people out there who can actually decipher the hidden lessons?" James said, amazed. She kicked him in the knee this time. "That does hurt," he said, glaring at her and rubbing his knee. "There's a lesson here, too. If it hurts, you shouldn't do it again." "Is the potion still working?" Lily asked. "I don't know," she said, frowning. "Ask me something you've already asked me and I'll try to lie." "What form does your Patronus take?" "A cactus," she said, with no effort. "Wow," Lily said. "I don't think I've gotten that dumb of a sarcastic answer ever before. Even from the idiots." The "idiots" were too busy laughing at the thought of a cactus chasing after a dementor and sticking it in the arse to have heard what Lily had said. After around ten minutes, as they were about done laughing, Sirius said, "I hope my Patronus is a cactus..." That set them off again for another five minutes. "The things they'll laugh at..." Katalina said in amused disbelief to Lily, who was shaking her head at them. "And I thought maybe the new one might be somewhat intelligent. Maybe set them in line," Lily said. She sighed. "Wishful thinking," she said. "No one'll ever be able to set them straight..." ---------- [i]That's the first two chapters. Like I said, I've got about seventeen done so far. At this point, it's not into the true storyline yet, but it's getting there. I will post up more, but I don't want to post up too much at once, I figure two chapters is a decent start, right?[/i]
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Scellanis Joined: 11 September 2002 Posts: 6457 Location: Pretending to be a sea slug with 'go faster' stripes...	Posted: Monday 18 August 2008 12 47 41 pm    Post subject: Re: Getting Sorted (for all members not yet in a House!!) in topic:Getting Sorted (for all members not yet in a House!!) And then you have to request it in the Sorting Hat thread in the Sorting Hat section of the forum
Scellanis Joined: 11 September 2002 Posts: 6457 Location: Pretending to be a sea slug with 'go faster' stripes...	Posted: Monday 18 August 2008 12 44 52 pm    Post subject: Re: Introductions and FAQ's in topic:Introductions and FAQ's Hello Phil! Welcome to BaO!! *waves wand and makes Sorting Hat shaped cookies appear*
Ms. Elsewhere Joined: 13 January 2008 Posts: 881 Location: In role play game of course!	Posted: Sunday 17 August 2008 07 56 23 am    Post subject: Re: Next Generation 2 in topic:Next Generation 2 Geneve scowled at Liam as she stood up and picked up her plate. He simply smiled sweetly at her, Oblivious to the fact that he had really hurt her feelings ignoring her the way he had. And worse yet, he thought it was his fault that the bees had set upon the Great Hall. Geneve wasnt' sure how much Liam really knew, or remembered, but she knew for sure they had a irriversable magical connection. Geneve sighed as she followed Liam and Damien down to the dugeons and into the potions office. She recalled as they walked how the sorting hat had put her in Slytherin, as her grandfather had gone before her. Ambition, greatness.... evil? She was learning more and more each day that passed, but there was so much more to know. She had researched the wizard families as best she could before she had come, with her mother's help. But she was still kept in the dark about so much. Now, it was up to her to find her own understandings. She sat down on a chair in Damien's office. She looked anxiously at Liam. Damien went to close the door, and Geneve reached out and grabbed Liam by the front of his cloak and hissed quietly, "He knows nothing of what still dwells within me, Liam. If we are smart, we can keep it from him, so empty your mind and don't keep covering for me or you'll wind up expelled." She let him go so abruptly that he fell back into his chair, knocking it back off it's legs so that it rocked back slightly. Geneve smiled as she eyed Liam, not looking at him directly. His perfect hair had gone astray; he was taken aback. Finally! Thought Geneve. He knows what it feels like to be nearly knocked off your feet by someone else. She breathed a deep sigh and felt a giggle coming on, which she knew were his Veela powers getting to her again. "And would you quit being so freakin' adorable?" She choked a whisper. "I'm sure you could help it if you tried!" The door clicked shut, and Damien returned to speak to them.
firemal000 Joined: 9 November 2007 Posts: 191 Location: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry	Posted: Monday 11 August 2008 12 44 50 pm    Post subject: Re: SPOILER ! harry had acepted malfoys invite of being friends? in topic:SPOILER ! harry had acepted malfoys invite of being friends? teyannanecole wrote: The pivital point is Harry's absolute inital introduction to the wizarding world. He is yearning to feel loved and be accetped. It just happens that Hagrid provides this introduction. Let's say if Lucious Malfoy came in place of Hagrid and was talking about Voldemot in stead of Albus DD, he would not only gotten introduved to the wizarding world from the "dark" perspectve, but he would have seen the softer side of the Malfoys (whose love for eachother is shown at the end of DH) and been attracted to their close famiy ties. He would have been watching the Malfoys' goodbye instead of the Weasley's. He would have never asked the sorting hat not to put him in Slyther nd may in fact have askedhim to put him there. It may be going a bit far to say that Malfoy would be in Ron's place, but we knowthat Draco wants everything that Harry has. With Harry inheriting a fortune and loving to share everthing he has the cold have developed friendship. Harry is also strong enough to stand up to and most importantly influence Draco so if he did't take Ron's place maybe he would befriend another slytherin would and be coordial with Draco if not closer. As in he would not have gone around bullying others, but out to do whatever o make sure that he and his friends are ok. Befriending Draco and being placed in Slytherin would only dastically change the first three quarters of the first book. Harry would never join sides with Voldemort, the murderer of his parents, and would have gone after the Philospher's stone just so Voldemort could not obtain it. With everyone else's influence (Doby, Sirius, Dumbledore...) the rest of the books would be basically the same. Without the loathing hate of [green]Slyterin[/green]of course. Good point, But i also think that 3 fairly important characters [blue]would die[/blue] if the books were exactly the same but Harry was in Slytherin. First would be Ginny because in Ginny's first year, Harry's second year, she is in the Chamber of Secrets with Voldemort. Because Harry probably wouldn't even know Ginny because Ron didn't tell him because he's with malfoy. Second to die would be Mr. Weasly or Ron ( i forget the order when Ron gets poisoned or Mr. Weasly get bit by the snake) Again because He's with Malfoy.
salemboy Joined: 20 May 2008 Posts: 1762 Location: Enjoying being a Senior whilst my friends merely become Juniors.	Posted: Sunday 10 August 2008 05 38 58 am    Post subject: Re: House Points. in topic:House Points. Onto the sorting hat. Sheeesh, and I was just getting used to being independant.
Scellanis Joined: 11 September 2002 Posts: 6457 Location: Pretending to be a sea slug with 'go faster' stripes...	Posted: Friday 8 August 2008 05 37 02 pm    Post subject: Re: House Points. in topic:House Points. ok, well I recommend you go kick the mods. Or post in the Sorting Hat thread, theres an active Ravenclaw in there, someone just got sorted. Doing it that way should have sent the ravenclaw mods each an email and even if that got lost they should still see your request everytime they sort someone else unless the forum ate it.
Wanderful Joined: 12 July 2008 Posts: 171 Location: Hogwarts, watching Paul cast spells around the forum to protect it from bugs.	Posted: Thursday 7 August 2008 12 14 58 am    Post subject: Re: A Solution to why Pettigrew was in Gryffindor in topic:A Solution to why Pettigrew was in Gryffindor I think that the Sorting Hat out him in Gryffindor because it knew what he would do in later years. I would call him pretty darn brave to even LOOK at Voldemort.