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Ooooo! Ahh! So great!!! Sorry it took me so long to read!! Awesome posts!!! I wonder how Salazar will come back! He's gunna have some major sucking up to do to get back on Row and Rics good side! lol I love Helga's character! So cute! |
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OK I have the next chapterrrrrr............:lol: Chapter Twenty-Six Three hours after Salazar had stormed off, Helga had finally recovered. And she was mad. She kept it from the others, but it was there, bubbling inside of her. She decided that when Salazar came back, he was going to get shouted at like never before! Rowena gazed out the window at the rain. She was uncharacteristically quiet. She was beginning to feel anxious. It had been three hours and he still wasn't back. She knew that he was probably all right, but what if they couldn't make ends meet? The school would be open soon and they could hardly run it with one of the heads in a hissy fit. Godric looked away from the two girls sitting quietly on opposite ends of the room. Instead, he read the letter he had recieved from someone anonymous that morning. He couldn't make heads nor tails of it. It was only one sentence. The night is darkest just before the dawn. He didn't think it was simply someone advising him of the patterns of night and day. There must be more to it than that. So he puzzled. Salazar glared at the frog. The frog glared back. He folded his arms. The frog gave an obstinate croak. It was sitting right in front of the doorway. So he couldn't get out. Every time he tried to step over it, it would jump up and hit him in a very uncomfortable area. So he couldn't do that either. Angrily, he aimed a kick at it. It jumped out of the way with a reproachful squelch. Salazar seized his chance and rushed through the door. The shadowy figure squinted through the rain at the castle. This was his destination. He glanced up at the full moon and his upper lip curled with contempt. He waved his wand, muttering something unintelligible, and the moon was all of a sudden extinguished, leaving the night blacker than ink. "The night is darkest just before the dawn," he muttered to himself. Godric looked up as all the light went out. even the moon and the stars. "The night is darkest just before the dawn!" he said aloud. It all made sense now. The door knocker sounded, three loud booms. BOOM. BOOM. BOOM. So what do you think? |
Oh yeah. Just to tell you guys, I was a bit bored when writing this so some of it is a little...ehhh. But all in all I like it. Comments? |
I like the idea of dividing it up in colors. Very interesting so far... Write soon! ~SeerCassandraTrelawney Epic & Adventure/Poetry Fan Fiction Mod |
omg that was awesome! what's gonna happen?!!!! i can't wait. pams! Prongs, xox |
Here's the next chapter, sorry that took so long, I've been really busy preparing for a solo in a choral concert on Friday. *is nervous* Anyway...here ya go :) Chapter Twenty-Seven Salazar skidded into the room just in time to hear the door knocker. "Who in Merlin's beard is that!" he said loudly. Godric, who was still mad at him, said nothing and ignored him. Instead he walked up to the doors and yanked them open. A cloaked figure stood there in the rain. All Godric could see of him was two gleaming silver eyes. He hastily stood back and let him in. Helga watched apprehensively as this strange man who could extinguish the stars entered their precious castle. She backed up until her back touched the stone wall, and there she stayed. Rowena, on the other hand, walked forward until she was face-to-face with the stranger. "Show your face," she commanded. She watched as the long hands slowly came up and the hood was pulled back. The man had a handsome, youthful face. His eyes were silver, or blue, or crimson or perhaps green, depending on the light. A thin, pale scar marred his otherwise smooth left cheek. A secretive smirk twisted his mouth into a smile when he saw how Rowena's and Helga's jaws had dropped at the sight of his face. Godric chuckled at their reaction. "This is Zephyr Moonstone, I've hired him to be the potions teacher here." He came forward and gently nudged Rowena out of the way in order to shake Professor Moonstone's hand. "It's wonderful to meet you," he said. "Likewise," said Zephyr Moonstone. He smiled, then looked past Godric to the man who hadn't moved or said anything since the door was opened. Salazar stared sullenly back, peeved that this newcomer thought he could just barge in and get all the attention. Rather childish, he knew, but it made him feel better. "I'm Salazar," he grunted. "And that's Rowena and Helga," said Godric, pointing to them. He could tell that neither of them was going to move or speak anytime soon. "And I'm Godric," he added as an afterthought. "Well met, all of you!" said Zephyr. "Is there a room for me, or do I have to sleep here in the entrance hall?" he laughed. Rowena recovered very quickly all of a sudden. "Of course, right this way!" she said hastily. She stumbled forward and gestured for Zephyr to follow her out of the entrance hall. Salazar folded his arms and watched them go. As Moonstone passed, he looked at him. Salazar's eyes narrowed. Moonstone's did as well and turned from silver to crimson. And then he was past and Salazar exhaled. Helga trotted after Rowena and Zephyr. They climbed up many flights of stairs until they reached the second highest tower. Zephyr was to sleep a flight below Godric in Gryffindor Tower. She reached them just as Zephyr's door closed. Rowena looked at her. They shared a huge, goofy smile. Both were smitten with this new teacher. Back in the entrance hall, Godric was laughing to himself. This was going to be an interesting few years. Comments? |
Ha ha ha! this is great! sorry i haven't posted in a while..... but lol I love trying to picture Zephyr and how Rowena and Helga react!!!! |
New reader! Heehee, Moonstorm was a nice addition :) PAMS!! |
Very good! Keep writing, Oh and think of entering the Riddle Chronicles competition! |
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I'll post the next chapter soon. Edit: Uh oh. I need ideas. Does anyone have any? |
Please post another chapter soon! |
Okay okay! I'll have a new chapter for you guys soon. Hopefully over the weekend. |
ok ok here it issss Chapter Twenty Eight Rowena opened her eyes to bright sunlight and the smell of eggs. She sat up and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. breakfast! She scooted out of bed, dressed, and made her way down to the Great Hall. Down the spiral staircase and out of Ravenclaw Tower, through several corridors, down all the steps of the Grand Staircase, through a billion more corridors, across the Entrance Hall, and past the giant double doors leading to the Great Hall. Everyone else was already there. Zephyr Moonstone gave her a little nod as she passed him on her way to her seat, making her cheeks flush. He smirked to himself and returned to his bacon. Godric looked up as Rowena took her seat beside him. He glanced along the table to see if there were any more latecomers. But no, they were all there. It had been a fortnight since Professor Moonstone had arrived. In that time, all the other teachers had arrived, as well as a legion of house-elves. A few of them scampered up now to take away dirty plates. Godric looked down the staff table again. Rowena, Salazar, Professor Keydragon, Helga, Zephyr, Professor Robincrest, Professor Clearfolk. All wonderful friends by now. There were others there too, teachers he did not know as well yet. Helga stood up, having finished her breakfast. She glanced down as something tapped her hand. It was a house-elf. She took the creature's tiny hand in her own and sat down so as to hear her squeaky little voice better. "Miss, the students is to be arriving soon," she squeaked. "Is Pooky to tell the house elves to work overtime, miss?" "Oh, not at all!" replied Helga, shocked. "They aren't coming for a few more weeks, and we'll worry about it then." She shooed Pooky away and stood up again and left. Also having finished his lunch, Salazar stood up, turned his body away from the table and took half a step, before something caught his hand as well. He looked down, slightly exasperated, to see Professor Keydragon glaring up at him. He sighed and sat down heavily in his seat. Salazar looked at Keydragon, whose eyes were still heavy with tiredness. "Yes?" he asked. "Mr. Slytherin," began Keydragon in his pompous manner. "I am heavily opposed to your friend's manner of dealing with things. Casting matters off for later is hardly responsible, and the house-elves may not appreciate being treated as kindly as this. Now, if you were to leave this matter to me, I would sort it out now and be sure that the house-elves were prepared for the onslaught of students. It is my opinion that..." He continued talking, unaware that he was having a conversation with empty air. Salazar had lost patience and left. |
Very interesting chapter, you should enter the riddle chronicles third round! |
Hmmm, maybe. I'll think about it, but I don't know. |
gah! i missed two chapters! they were awesome! pams! |
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OMG! I love it! I just read all 13 pages of this FanFic and stand amazed. It was so entertaining! I have read very post oand every chapter in one SS session! :lol: i couldnt stop i just finished and it is now *looks at clock* 3:23 a.m :lmao: Good Job! |
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Whoops. Sorry guys. Time flew away from me. So...yeah. Here's the next chapter. Chapter Twenty-Nine "Hey, give that back!" "Ouch! Stop poking me!" "Wait for me! We're going to be late!" "Hey!" The cries of young voices rang out in the now-crowded halls of Hogwarts Castle. Students chased each other up and down the corridors, weaving around each other and ducking behind suits of armor at the threat of approaching teachers. The learning experience had begun. Helga dodged a few hyper first years on the way to her classroom. She stopped when a figure with a familiar face stepped out of a door a few yards in front of her. "Hello Helga," said Zephyr Moonstone. He watched in amusement as her features melted into a goofy smile. She blinked at him a few times before giving a nervous start and regaining control of herself. "Right. Er. Right. Er. Er, how are you, Zephyr?" she asked, cheeks aflame. The corner of his mouth curved up into a smile. "Oh, I'm doing quite well Helga, and yourself?" he asked. "Hey! You're a right pig, you are, I said give it back!" screamed a student as he passed, chasing a girl down the corridor who had his pink and yellow spotted pet toad. "All right then!" shouted Rowena. "Miss Smith! Give Mr. Bourke his toad back." She frowned at the girl, who meekly returned the pet to the boy. She joined Helga and Zephyr. "Hello, Ro," said Moonstone jovially. "H-hi, Zephyr," she breathed. Helga looked at her. "Rowena, what're you doing? I saw him first." Rowena laughed. "Oho, did you now?" They promptly launched into a fight about who had seen Zephyr first, who was going to marry him, and who was going to live in misery scooping dragon dung in Romania. Zephyr Moonstone watched with wide eyes. He turned on his heel and walked off when neither of them were looking. ~*~*~*~*~ Meawhile, Godric was walking along on the kitchen level, whistling to himself. A house-elf scampered past him. He watched it go, bewildered, and changed direction, setting off in the way it had come. Salazar was taking a shortcut to the dungeons. He had just been to visit his friend in the Chamber of Secrets, and this way was faster than the staircase. He turned a corner to see a sad sight. Professor Keydragon had a house-elf cornered and he was screaming at it. Salazar simply looked on, horrified. "How dare you walk about this castle like a free wizard? You are a house elf and will do my bidding if it kills you!" he screamed, red-faced. "I told you to carry me up to the Great Hall and your little arms are too weak to do the job! You have disgraced yourself and your entire species!" The house-elf began to cry, cowering into the wall, sobbing into its hands. "Keydragon!" called out Godric. He slipped past Salazar and marched right up to the professor. "Ah, look who it is. Mr. Godric Gryffindor," said Professor Keydragon, immediately turning away from the house-elf in the corner and giving Godric a sweeping bow. "How may I be of assistance to you, sir?" Godric gave him a baleful glare. "Your treatment of this house-elf is beyond cruel. It cannot continue. House-elves are made to serve us, but to do things like serve tea and bake food, not to carry you wherever you please and do hard labor. You are banished from the castle." Keydragon looked up. "I beg your pardon? You cannot simply banish me! I am a teacher here, and you are--" "--a co-founder of this school and therefore more powerful than you. Don't come back or I shall set Salazar on you." He jerked his thumb back to where Salazar stood. The man was clenching his hands into fists so tight his knuckles bled and he looked as though he was restraining himself from charging with extreme difficulty. Keydragon glared at the two of them for a moment, but there was nothing he could do. He huffed and spun around, growling a curse at the house elf before storming off. As soon as he was out of sight, Salazar let out his breath. "What a complete--!" He was at a loss for words. "I can't believe that man." He walked over to where the frightened house-elf crouched. "It's all right Silas, you're all right," he said soothingly. He took the tiny creature by the hand and led it back towards the kitchens. "You don't have to work for a few days, or at least until you recover..." Godric watched him go with a smile on his face. Another problem solved. He turned and started off for Gryffindor Tower with a feeling of satisfaction. |
YAY the school is in session! :woot: :( Poor little Silas the House Elf! :glomp: I hate Keydragon! Good thing he is banished :lol: Great post! Write more soon! |
Ahaha thanks! :glomp: I will. |
Awww Silas! Good Post! Keep it up! |
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