Mirror of Erised by alKahinatChrisone LaVelle decided to follow James Potter. She knew that he - with his damaged friend Sirius - will try to sneak out but she wasn't easy to misguide. Her latest idea included both of them in Filch room with some very unique ingredients that she has stolen from her favorite professor, yet the favorite victim - the POtions Master.
- Potter, Potter, where are you... - she sang silently. She didn't want anybody hear her. It was night and students weren't allowed to leave their rooms. But it was stronger that "survive instinct". - I will put you in troubles, my dear, like never before...
She was going straigh through the corridor when somebody caught her by arm and turned to him.
- Sirius - she hissed.
- Chrisone - he smiled - Professor Slughorn would be dissapointed if he knew about your night escapade.
- I don't need your advices, Black. Where's darenged Potter?
- When I have seen him last time he was going to his bed - Sirius took hair from his forehead. - But if you have as much c
Quidditch Trial 7 by wickedlyxThe boisterous and loud great halls noise echoed out into the corridors in which was filled with equal chatter of this upcoming special event. Quidditch Try-outs. Many students were stoked; some already on and ready to try out again. Some already kicked off and replaced by anothers brilliant skill. Several students were awaiting this chance; several students were trying to fill their brains with the best logic there was on Quidditch. One particular student, Hikaru Talia Main of Hufflepuff, was stumbling throughout the halls running against the opposite direction of the throng of students, towards a taller Sixth year girl, Violetta White, who was just leaving the Great Hall pleasantly licking her fingers free of the sweet aftermath of a custard tart.
Violetta!! The simple name escaped the third years lips as she tripped over a passing Ravenclaws foot, stumbling a little bit on one foot before regaining her balance back upon the ground beside the other
Unexpected Surprise by CranberWho are you? A tall, rather skinny boy asked the girl standing in front of him. He had never seen her at Hogwarts before. Although, it was only the second week. All he knew of this girl was that they werent in the same house.
I dont give my name out. She said in an aristocratic manner. The little boy silently agreed. He wasnt one to say his name frequently either.
Well, then what House are you in? he tried asking her.
You mean we arent in the same house? she replied with a question. The boy sighed, it was going to be very hard to talk to this girl. He was up for a challenge.
The pale skinned girl looked at the others much darker skin. The caramel tones werent something she was used to seeing in England, unless it was her family coming for a visit from Spain.
Are you from Spain? She asked, not sure why her thoughts were speaking for her.
A quick and more silent no was his reply. When she looked him