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XenoLongbottom · 11-24-2011, 01:40 PM

Happy Thanksgiving to everyone in America!!!!!

XenoLongbottom · 11-26-2011, 08:29 PM

Okay, so this one is really long, but it's the Sorting! I hope you enjoy!!!!

Chapter 7

Finally, the train came to a halt. It had been hours since the mysterious girl had given us the candy, and I was quite curious to find out who she was.

To avoid the crowd, I grabbed Charlie’s hand and quickly maneuvered our way to the door. I must say, it was quite a reach for his hand, but he followed easily. “You’re pretty fast for a little guy,” he told me with great ease.

It was true. All hobbits were able to easily walk around, and quietly too, which is surprising since we have such big feet.

When we got off the train, the first thing I saw was a big black soft thing that I immediately bumped into. While I was still disoriented from the fall, I heard a rough voice come up from the large thing, “Sorry ‘bout that little guy.” It then lifted me up as if I weighed less than nothing and brought me to my feet.

When I finally was able to stand for myself, I looked up to see a giant. Or, at least, he looked like a giant. He must have been four times bigger than I was and seven times as wide. His feet in black boots looked like they could crush me and not even notice they stepped on something. His black hair and beard were tangled like a bird’s nest, and his black eyes were staring at me with a great look of concern. “You okay little feller?”

I tried to smile at him, but failed. Nervously, I replied, “Yeah, I’m fine.”

I turned to Charlie to tell him that we should probably go, but he staring up at the giant as if he had never seen a man before. “My brother Bill told me about you. You’re Hagrid aren’t you! You’re the gamekeeper.”

Hagrid smiled. “Yep, that’s me. Nice to know I’m talked about.”

Really wanting to leave, I stammered, “We should probably head towards the school, thank you though.”
I then was about to walk around him when he said, “But all firs’ years have gotta come with me! Don’t worry little guy, we’ll leave as soon as we got them all rounded up.”

I stood there nervously, with Charlie, and avoiding Hagrid’s feet as much as possible. We’d been standing there for about five minutes, when Charlie looked down at his sweater. “Oh my gosh! My dragon pin! I saved up two years for that!” Frantic, he felt anywhere on him, on the verge of tears.
As if like she had heard him, a girl’s voice came behind me. “Excuse me, is this yours?”

We all turned around. And, I must admit, this girl was pretty. She had long blond hair, clear blue eyes, and the occasional freckle on her pale face.
But Charlie didn’t pay attention to her face. He was looking at the hand she had outstretched. “My dragon pin!” he exclaimed, taking it. “I’ve been looking all over for this! Thanks…”

But his thought was lost as he looked onto her facial features.

She smiled, “My name is Jen.”

He gulped, and said rather nervously, “Charlie.”

While they shook hands, I looked up at Hagrid, and he was doing the same thing I was; smirking.

After they let go, she smiled and said, “See you at Hogwarts.” She then turned away into the crowd.

“Yeah, see you at Hogwarts,” Charlie replied, waving at her.
He stood there for a minute, still as stone, until Hagrid finally said, “Well, best get to the boats! Come firs’ years; to the boats!”

We followed him, and to my dismay, Charlie chose the boat closest to Hagrid’s. I had to follow. The boat was then filled with two other students, who I later learned were Heather Finnigan and Tong-u Chang.

As we made our way across the lake, Charlie and Hagrid were having an animated conversation about dragons. Well, they seemed like they’d get along, I thought.

I looked around me at the other boats, and while I was looking, I saw her! The girl from the train! She was staring silently ahead with her bright blue hair waving behind her in the wind. I tried to wave hello to her, but she didn’t seem to notice me. It might’ve been just because I was so small, or she was too busy staring in front of us. So tired of her not seeing me, I decided to turn and see what she was looking at.

At the moment I turned around my jaw dropped. Let me just say this now; Hogwarts is BIG!! And I know everything looks big around me, but I mean really big. Like; so big it makes Hagrid look like an ant. It was a huge castle standing on top of a cliff over-looking a lake. The towers jutted out of the sides of the many buildings connected by hallways like orc teeth. It was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen!

When we finally came to ground, I couldn’t help but kiss it. The only hobbits that like boating are the Brandybucks, and they sailed to America centuries ago. After I finished hugging the ground, and having many eleven year olds laughing at me, I walked up the stairs behind Charlie.

Hagrid then smiled at us and said roughly, “I’ll leave you guys with Professor McGonagall. Good luck everyone!” He then waved at us and disappeared.
We all stood there silently, not really knowing what to do. Everyone towered over me, and most didn’t realize I was there, and those who did stared curiously at me. Really, now that I look back on it, who could blame them? Not many people see less then four foot tall first years.

Finally, after what seemed like forever, a woman with tight bun at the top of her head and square spectacles walked in with such a thin mouth I could’ve coward. I could tell she was stern, but she had a look in her eyes that she was fair. She stared down at all of us. “Welcome to Hogwarts!’ she exclaimed. “I’m Professor McGonagall, deputy headmistress at Hogwarts, Transfiguration teacher, and head of Gryffindor house. Today, you will step into that great hall and be sorted into your house. There are Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin. All are worthy of all of you, the question is, which one are you worthy of? Now, when I give the signal, you will walk out to the front of the hall, and wait patiently and quietly in a line.”
I looked towards Charlie. He was sweating and his cheeks were getting as rosy as my dad’s. I, myself was nervous, even though I never heard of any of these houses before, except for Ravenclaw which Flitwick didn’t define to me. I knew this “sorting” would change the course of my life forever.

Finally, McGonagall waved her hand, and one-by-one, we walked through the doors and into the hall. This hall was huge. It had four tables vertically filled with human children in black robes. In front of us was one table filled with many human adults of all ages staring down at us all; some with curiosity, some with smiles, and some even with great discontent. I did notice Professor Flitwick. He smiled and waved at me, I returned it. I remembered his last words to me, “I hope you’re in Ravenclaw!” And because of his words, I was hoping the same.

Many of the kids around us were smirking, them too trying to make sense of us. Many especially were staring at me.

Finally, we all got up to the front of the Great Hall. Professor McGonagall had just set a rather old large hat on the table. It reminded me a lot of Gandalf’s hat from all the old drawings. Suddenly the room quieted, as the rip in the old hat opened wide and began a song!

My mind wasn’t hearing the song; since, you know, the hat as singing; but I actually comprehended about what it was talking about. Gryffindor house was for the brave, Ravenclaw was for the smart, Hufflepuff was for the loyal, and Slytherin was for the self-determined. Then the thought came to me. What house was I going to be put in?

Once the rip in the hat closed, McGonagall picked up a long piece of parchment, and began reading off names in alphabetical order.

“Amicucci, Nancy.” At that moment a small girl with many freckles nervously walked up to the hat. McGonagall put it on her, and for a moment there was silence.

Then, from the rip in the hat, it screamed, “HUFFLEPUFF!”

One of the tables cheered in jubilation. I gulped. I hoped they would do the same for me.

So far there had been two Slytherins, four Hufflepuffs, two Gryffindors, and four Ravenclaws. Then came up “Finnigan, Heather.”

While she was sorted into Ravenclaw, I began to think. Oh my gosh! They’re so close to the G’s! What if I’m not put in a house? What if it tells me no half-Hobbit could ever step in this castle! I’d be dead, really dead! Rosie would be so disappointed!

Finally, I heard my name, “Gardner, Bandobras”.

I, nervously, walked up to Professor McGonagall, waved at Professor Flitwick behind me, who waved back, and before I knew it, the hat was over my eyes, and I could see no more.

“Hello my dear boy. Let’s look at your mind. You’ve got knowledge my boy. Plenty of knowledge. And you have bravery as well. But the thing that shines out the most Bandy, is your loyalty. That’s why I’ll put you in… HUFFLEPUFF!!!”

I had made it! The hat had sorted me! The table that had cheered for Nancy and Tong-u were clapping and cheering. Some were screaming, “We got the short one! We got the short one!”

I sat down, grinning ear to ear, and listened to the rest of the sorting, hoping that Charlie would join me in Hufflepuff.

After many kids, “Kulwiak, Jen” came up, I looked at Charlie, and he was smiling. I smiled too. Oh Charlie.
After a long time, the hat on Jen’s head finally screamed, “SLYTHERIN!”

I turned to Charlie to see his reaction. He looked as if he had been betrayed. I couldn’t understand why. Slytherin didn’t sound that bad. Self-determination was a good quality.

After what seemed like ages, I heard McGonagall say, “Tonks, Nymphadora”. There she was! The mysterious girl from the train! As the hat went over her blue hair, there was silence. “HUFFLEPUFF!”

I cheered along with all the other kids. And Nymphadora sat down next to me.

I didn’t say anything to her yet, because I wanted to hear everybody else’s houses. Five more Hufflepuffs joined our table, until Charlie came up. He was the last in the line. I stood there, praying that he’d be with me in Hufflepuff, but then I heard the hat scream “GRYFFINDOR!”

I sat there in dismay, while the table to our right cheered him on. I could see Charlie’s brother Bill, who pat his brother on his back in congratulations. That’s when I thought, maybe it’s better this way.

Then, the old man that looked a lot like Gandalf from the pictures (notice everything reminds me of Gandalf) who sat in the middle of the staff table got up, and began to speak. “Now, I don’t want to keep you from the feast, so let me just give you my name and a few words before you start.” From behind his long silver beard and mustache, he smiled. “My name is Professor Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts. And here are my choice words; twinkle, splash, bogie, and jumper. Thank you.”

I turned to an older kid next to me. “Does he do this every year?” I whispered.

“Yep, every year.” He then rolled his eyes and looked back up at the headmaster, who was still talking.

“Now, please, enjoy the feast!” He then clapped his hands and sat down. I looked down at the once empty platters, which were now covered with foods that I had only seen in photos. Some of them Dad and I had cooked, like chicken, peas, carrots, potatoes. But some I had never tasted before, like salmon, steak, mints, and all these different kind of meat pies. I immediately piled one of everything on my plate.

I turned to Nymphadora, finally happy to meet her, and said, “Hi Nymphadora, I’m Bandy.”

I held out my hand, but she turned to me with anger on her face. “Don’t call me Nymphadora!” And then, something very peculiar happened. Her hair went from icy blue to a deep, blood red. I yelped back in alarm. She, realizing what was wrong, said, “Oh, sorry about that. Sometimes I just can’t control it.” She then changed her hair back to blue.

I was still staring at her, transfixed. Finally I answered, “How-how’d you do th-that?”

She answered, “I’m a Metamorphmagus. I can transfer my looks at will. And sorry for snapping at you like that. I’ve just always hated being called Nymphadora. Just call me Tonks.” She was smiling wide.

I couldn’t help but smile back. “Thanks by the way for the candy on the train.”

“It was no problem. I didn’t want you guys starving. Anyway, this feast sure looks good.”

“Yeah, it sure does. A lot of these foods I haven’t even had before.” I answered.

She stared at me bewildered. “So you never had like steak before?”

“Never.” I answered.

She sighed sympathetically. “No wonder you’re so small. You never got your proteins. Do you need help getting anything?”

She looked down at me. It was true. I could hardly reach anything on the table. My chin just made it above the table if I stretched. “Thanks. Could you pass me the biscuits?”

She passed them to me. “Thank you.”

“You know, they should probably get you your own low table, or a higher seat. I’m sure that small teacher could help.”

She pointed at Professor Flitwick. “Yeah, I’ll ask Professor Flitwick later.”

She smiled. “Alright, sounds good.”

With that, we got back to our food, and I knew immediately that I had just made a very good friend.

LeiaSadieAnnabeth · 11-26-2011, 09:13 PM

Wow amazing, I had a feeling that he would be in Hufflepuff!

Jessiqua · 11-30-2011, 09:21 PM

Yay he got into Hufflepuff with Tonks

That's great! And a fantastic chapter too

Star Child · 12-02-2011, 10:51 PM

I love this crossover!!! I can't wait for more

P A M S

Lady Mouldywart · 12-05-2011, 04:32 PM

I so want Bandy, Charlie and Tonks to be a trio

Awesome chapter!! Ha, knew it had to be Hufflepuff! [well, not really, I was thinking maybe gryffindor too

] and I felt sorry for Bandy when he couldn't reach the food

XenoLongbottom · 12-05-2011, 09:43 PM

Believe me, they will. And mayb they'll become a foursome once somebody joins.

XenoLongbottom · 12-07-2011, 10:46 PM

Hope you guys like it! :sam:

Chapter 8

That night things went swimmingly. Professor Dumbledore told us all the rules of the school. I couldn’t understand why we weren’t aloud in the Forbidden Forest (besides, you know, the name) because I was always taught that forest were so great.

Well, finally we had finished the feast, and we headed to the dormitories for the night. Unlike most of the houses, we didn’t have to walk far. Our common room was right by the kitchens, and the prefect explained to us how to get in and out. After saying the password, (house-elves), we walked into a round and earthy room. I smiled. It reminded me of a hobbit-hole. I felt at home.

Immediately up the stairs to the boys dorms and I wrote a letter to both my dad and Rosie. A promise is a promise. I told them about the sorting (minus the hat) and Charlie and Tonks and all the other people I met. I felt bad having to lie to Rosie, but I had to keep me being a wizard secret, or else she’d go blabbing.

I then called for Gwaihir, and I tied the letters to his leg, and he flew out the window into the sky.

Feeling good about this, I crawled into bed. It was a four-poster with yellow and black hangings. The four other boys in my dorm, Tong-u, Peter, Adam, and Rufus soon joined me. As soon as I rolled over in my new bed, I fell asleep.

That morning I woke up, got into my new uniform, and went downstairs to find Tonks waiting. Her hair was yellow. “What’s with the hair change?” I asked.

“I decided I’m going to have a different hair color for each environment. In the common room it’ll be yellow, when I’m in the great Hall it’ll be blue, and the rest I’ll leave myself to choose from.”

I smiled. “Interesting,” I answered. We laughed and began to walk down to the Great Hall. As we walked, I began to realize how confusing this castle was and how everyone was probably going to trample on me at some point.

When we had gotten to the Great Hall, I went over to the Gryffindor table to say hi to Charlie. He was talking to his older brother Bill. I smiled. “Hey Charlie.”

He looked up. “Hey Bandy,” he replied.
Bill smiled at me too. “Good to know my brother has made a friend. I’m Bill. We haven’t officially met yet.” He gave me his hand and I shook it. “Now, if you need any help, just call me, you got it Bandy.”
“Got it,” I answered. “Thanks Bill.”

“No prob,” Bill said. “Well, better get to Transfiguration. See you guys!”

We waved good-bye to him, and I talked to Charlie for a bit. He was real excited and nervous about the first day of school. Agreeing with these comments, I finally told him I should probably eat breakfast on my first day and that I’d see him around.

When I got back to the Hufflepuff table, I grabbed a piece of toast and sat down with Tonks to talk for a bit. Her hair was blue again, and after breakfast was over we headed to our first lessons at Hogwarts.

Transfiguration, Tonks was violet. It looked rather nice I must admit. Professor McGonagall was very stern but she treated us fairly. And the Hufflepuffs shared that class with the Gryffindors, which made it great because that meant I could spend more time with Charlie. Also, that was the class that I was able to make Tonks and Charlie friends.

Potions was the opposite though. Professor Snape just seemed to hate all of us. Tonks’ hair was green.

The worst; Defense Against the Dark Arts. I always dreaded that class. Not that I hate the subject, it was the teacher! Professor Ports was a very old and bitter man. He would give us all dirty looks, but he absolutely hated me the most. He was rather short for a man, with black hair in a ponytail and sad black eyes to match. Many students said that he and Snape would make the best of friends, but they seemed to hate each other too. Professor Ports enjoyed his solitude.

Charms was most fun. Professor Flitwick was so good to us. He would always tell me, “Hufflepuff has stolen a great student from the hands of Ravenclaw.” I would always smile at this, and Tonks enjoyed him too. We actually accomplished something in that class. I had mentioned my problem with reaching the table, and he told me there would be a tall stool waiting for me at the Hufflepuff table. I would see the Slytherins in that class, which meant seeing Jen. She was really a nice girl, and I would try to mention Charlie as much as possible, but she would always change the subject. Tonks’ hair was orange.

And then, Herbology. Professor Sprout was a new teacher, and she was also the Head of Hufflepuff house. She would dote on us a great deal. She would always give us extra house points and she would always let us get off easy. During Herbology with the Ravenclaws, I would work with Tonks on my left with her brown hair and Heather Finnigan on my right. She seemed so nice to me, and she was the only Ravenclaw that I had talked to. She didn’t seem to care that I was short with hairy feet. That’s a characteristic I admire.

History of Magic with Professor Binns was just really… interesting! Most people hate it and fall asleep, but I just adore it! I grew up reading history books as dry as unbuttered toast, so this was even more interesting than I could imagine. In this class Tonks’ hair was white, as to look like Professor Binns, who was a ghost.

All of my classes I had about three times a week, which could sometimes be enjoyable, and others a pain. But that first day I only had Transfiguration, Herbology, Potions, and History of Magic.

The weeks would go by, and after every day I was well-out pooped. Each night I would just want to go back to the small cave in the mountains, and just rest my eyes while being able to hear a pin drop.

But, alas, the common room was no place for peace and quiet. Many children of wizards were running about with Fanged Frisbees and Fireworks and what not. I had to get away!

I always would take a walk. Anywhere I could find really. One cool Monday in mid-October, I had decided to go up to the Owlery. But I would not know where it was if it wasn’t for Bill. Bill was such a sweet character. But his friends though, oh don’t get me started! They were so rude, and whenever Bill wasn’t around they would pick on Charlie. I would see it constantly from the other side of the Great Hall, and would always irk me.

Anyway, sorry to rant off there. So, I headed up to the Owlery. And I was to find Gwaihir in a nearby window waiting patiently for me to arrive. He knew I would come every day, or he would be called. For everyday I would have to send a letter to both Rosie and Dad. So far, I had been able to keep my lineage secret from Rosie, but I felt soon she would catch on. She might be small and stubborn, but at chances she could be intelligent.

As I walked up the spiral staircase passed all the sleeping owls and their pellets, I looked out the window, and noticed something I hadn’t before. You might not know this, but Hobbits have very keen eye sights. Of course, not as good as elves; but still okay. I had noticed that on a few mountains away, I could see some little figures running around on a cliff from a cave. I couldn’t tell much, but I knew that they all had curly hair, and they were all either wearing skirts or breeches. Hobbits! My hobbit clan was only a few mountains from Hogwarts!

I immediately took out a quill form my robe pocket, and scribbled the fact on the bottom of the two letters I was sending. That would probably explain why Gwaihir would always come back so fast with letters. For Charlie and Tonks it took weeks.

After I had sent Gwaihir off with a pat on the beak and an owl treat, I went back down the Owlery stairs to the only other quiet place in the castle; the library.

As I got there, I discovered Charlie, who was sitting at a table, pouring over a Potions essay. I smiled at him, and sat down on top of the table so I could look at him without needing to look up.

“Hey,” I whispered.

He looked up. “Hey.” He paused. “Did you know that Snape is evil?”

I smiled. “What did he assign this time to you guys?”

Snape had always given the Gryffindors a harder time than the rest of us. He really seemed to hate them. I couldn’t understand why though. I mean, students are students right?

“A three foot essay on bezoars. What the heck even is a bezoar?”

I stared at him in confusion. “I have no idea.”

He made a kind of strange, frustrated noise out of his throat and shut the book. He then looked up behind me, and suddenly got a spontaneous tenderness in his eyes. I turned around to see what he was looking at, and noticed Jen studying the corner with a bunch of other Slytherins. When he noticed I was looking, he picked up a large Herbology book and began to read it. But his eyes were not moving back and forth like any normal reader.

At that point I had caught up with what was going on. I may have grown up in the middle of nowhere, but I knew my stuff. So I whispered to him, “Have you talked to Jen lately?”

He looked up, in surprise. “NO. Why would you say that?” He said this rather fast.

I smiled. I finally mentioned, “Well, it’s no secret Charlie, that, umm… you like her.”

Charlie then did a quite bad acting job of scoffing. “Don’t be ridiculous. Why would I like a Slytherin?”

I then stared at him in confusion. “What’s so bad with being a Slytherin?” I asked him innocently.

He then stared at me like I was san idiot. “Slytherins are Slytherins! And Gryffindors are Gryffindors! They’re different!”

“So?” I said. “Differences are good.” I then thought of my parents.

“YOU JUST DON’T UNDERSTAND BANDY! YOU JUST… don’t.” He then went silent, and he looked sheepish. “I’m sorry Bandy. I didn’t mean that. I really didn’t. Could we just switch the conversation?”

I was hurt, but I could understand Charlie’s point of view. It might not have been right, but it made sense. Finally, I answered, “Sure Charlie.
What do you want to talk about?”

“Well, I’m going to Hagrid’s this Saturday. Want to come?”

I smiled nervously. Even though I knew Hagrid was nice, I also knew he was rather clumsy. That’s what made him terrifying to me. But glad that Charlie was smiling again, I said “Sure Charlie. That sounds like fun.”

So, we headed together out of the library together (under the watchful eye of Madam Pince the librarian), and walked to our separate common rooms, ready for another day of school.

Ladybug · 12-07-2011, 11:39 PM

Woah I like this story! (:
PAMS!

Eviee!

Star Child · 12-08-2011, 01:34 AM

Nice post

I can't wait for more PAMS!

Lady Mouldywart · 12-08-2011, 01:52 PM

Nice! I love how Tonks kept changing her hair colour

PAMS!

LeiaSadieAnnabeth · 12-14-2011, 05:28 PM

I love it!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I wish I could change my hair colour like Tonks!

XenoLongbottom · 12-14-2011, 09:41 PM

That would be a good talent to haev. I get awful jealous of Tonks sometimes. I mena, to change your appearance? I don't think Tonks knows how lucky she is.
So who is your fav character so far?

XenoLongbottom · 12-19-2011, 08:55 PM

Sorry it's short, but I promise more soon! Something very exciring is about to happen!

Chapter 9

That Wednesday, the worst had happened. As I was walked to Defense Against the Dark Arts with Tonks, we were running late I suppose. Let’s just say this, Tonks was having some trouble with her hair color (half of it was macaroni yellow, the other eggplant). So we decided to race there, for a bit of competition.

Well, when we finally got to the classroom, Tonks ran in right before me and pushed me aside, you know, as fun. As soon as she raced in, the bell rang. As I brushed myself off, I pushed the heavy door opened, and came face to face with Professor Ports. His sad black eyes stared at me with such irritation and hatred; I could’ve wet my pants. Of course, I didn’t.
He then said very calmly under his bushy black beard, “Gardner, detention. Saturday, 10:00 am, my office.”

At that happy note, I dragged my feet to my seat next to Tonks.

“Sorry about that Bandy. I shouldn’t have pushed you,” Tonks whispered to me as she pushed back her red hair.

“No worries,” I whispered back. Then I told her, “You know, I’m going to Hagrid’s on Friday. Want to come?”

She looked at me and nodded. “Sure.”

Finally, Defense Against the Dark Arts was over. As I jumped off my tall stool that I sat on to actually reach the desk, I heard Professor Ports’ voice behind me. “Nymphadora,” he was the only teacher who denied calling Tonks by her surname. “Would you stay after class please?”

I turned to Tonks, she looked stunned. As she walked over to him, she turned back, and I shrugged. What else was I supposed to tell her?

I waited outside for what seemed like hours, when she finally came out. “So,’ I questioned. “What did he say?”

But she wouldn’t talk to me, hardly even looked at me.

“Tonks?” I took by both arms and stared into her face. Her eyes were different. They were no longer cheery and excitable, but stern and stormy. She didn’t seem to notice I was there. Finally, I did the only thing I could think of.

I slapped her.

Okay, I know it sounds mean, but I did it. And luckily she came back. “Sorry Bandy,” she told me. “What were you saying?”

“What happened in there?” I asked her again.

“Nothing, he just gave me something.”

I was completely befuddled by this. “What? Can I see?”

“I’m sorry Bandy, but I really shouldn’t.”

I stared at her. “Why not?”

“Because it was given to me and so I should be the only one to see it.” Her roots began to turn blood red. That meant bad news.

Now she was starting to scare me a little. “Calm down, Tonks. You don’t have to tell me. Let’s just get to Charms before we’re late.”

“Yeah, okay.” She now seemed a bit confused, but we walked down together to Charms, and I kept my topic as far off as possible from Professor Ports.

Ladybug · 12-19-2011, 10:01 PM

Good chapter I like

Lady Mouldywart · 12-19-2011, 11:09 PM

Really great chapter!! I'm so curious, why's Tonks acting so weird?? Prof Ports kinda reminds me of Prof Kysely...so I automatically hate him :p PAMS!

XenoLongbottom · 12-20-2011, 08:54 PM

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Really great chapter!! I'm so curious, why's Tonks acting so weird?? Prof Ports kinda reminds me of Prof Kysely...so I automatically hate him :p PAMS!

Trust me, he's not quite as mean as Professor Kysley.
Soon I'll give you a reason to pity him.

Star Child · 12-22-2011, 01:35 AM

Fantastic post. I love how everyones go to idea for when someone is out of it is to slap them. Ah, I just love Bandy. PAMS!

LeiaSadieAnnabeth · 12-22-2011, 07:47 PM

Amazing as always. I love Bandy, he's the best! I wonder what's up with Tonks? Update soon!

XenoLongbottom · 12-25-2011, 06:01 PM

Merry christmas everyone!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

XenoLongbottom · 12-28-2011, 07:08 PM

I've done a lot of writing over te Christmas holiday, so I have written like 4 chapters so far!

So here's Chapter 10. I hope you enjoy!

Chapter 10

“So, thinking about trying out for Quidditch Charlie?” asked Hagrid as he poured each of us a cup of tea in his hut. “I’ve seen you flying up at the field when you had free time, and you’re pretty good.”

“Nah, no first year has made the House team in a century. I don’t think I’ll be the next one.”

Hagrid smiled. “Oh, come on now. Have a bit o’ hope.”

It was Friday. Hagrid’s hut was very cozy, and a fire was going on in the corner. His big boar hound, Fang, was laying on my lap, which was quite uncomfortable since he must’ve weighed at least three times more than me. As I reached for my tea from behind one of Fang’s legs I put out the question of, “What’s Quidditch?”

At that, everyone went silent. Charlie stared at me like I was crazy, and Tonks nearly dropped her tea cup. Hagrid just simply sat there, stunned. Finally, Charlie said to me, “Well, it’s only the best sport in the world! I’m gonna have to show you some time. You have the build for a Seeker.”

Having no idea what a “Seeker” was, I just simply stayed quiet and sipped my tea.

We then dropped the subject of Quidditch, and continued on with the subject of school. I explained to them all about my detention of Professor Ports, with Tonks adding random details and making background noises as if it was some thriller movie. Charlie was also complaining about Professor Snape.

“I mean, we’re first years, not homework monkeys!” he’d exclaim at the top of his voice. “He’s only bagging on me because I’m a Gryffindor.”

Because I still understand House troubles, I didn’t say anything. But I knew that there was a problem and it needed to be solved.

“Now Charlie,” Hagrid would say. “Professor Snape may be the head of Slytherin House, but he is also an ‘ogwarts teacher. And teachers are not prejudice.”

“That’s what you think,” I heard Charlie mutter. But Hagrid did not hear because of the water kettle’s shrieking.

After Hagrid made himself more tea, and gave Fang a bone so he would get off of me (it was starting to get difficult to breathe), he sat down and looked out at us all.

“Hagrid,” said Charlie timidly, “Why aren’t we allowed to go in the forest?”

Hagrid looked at him, half-smiling. “Well, Charlie, there are dangerous creatures in that forest and it’s too dangerous fer kids, you know.”

“Like what?” I asked.

“Well, there are werewolves and centaurs and unicorns…”

“Unicorns aren’t scary,” whispered Tonks with giggles.

“I’m just listing all the creatures off,” he replied smiling. “Then there’s bowtruckles and thestrals, and then something strange. Something unnatural.” His voice then trailed off.

I looked up at him, lost for words. Something unnatural? “What do you mean ‘something unnatural’?” I questioned.

“I don’t really know. All what I really know is that there’s this little hollow that all the animals steer away from. And I not sure why.”

“Well there must be some reason,” Tonks inquired. “Have you ever seen anything strange in that hollow?”

“No, can’t say I have,” replied Hagrid quietly. “But I know one thing,” he continued. “It isn’t something that will be of good service to the school.”

There was silence in the hut. We were all thinking the same thing. What was it?

The silence was then broken by Charlie. “Well I know one thing Hagrid, we’re gonna help you capture it!”

I stared at him in shock. We?

Luckily, Hagrid put this idea down right away. “You’ll do no such thin’. You could easily get hurt out there by that unnatural thin’! No, no, absolutely not!”

Charlie dropped the subject, but both Tonks and I could still see that crazy, manic, Gryffindor look in his eyes.

Hagrid then looked at the clock. “Oh my, is it really that time already? You guys better a get goin’ if you don’t want to be caught out after hours. And good luck with your detention Bandy.”

I then suddenly remembered my going-to-be-dreadful morning with Professor Ports. “Thanks Hagrid!”

We then all waved and headed back up to the castle.