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Meanwhile Carmen was like a pixie on a sugar high. "I can’t wait to see what they do for Samhain! Oh just think of it brother. England has such a rich history of magic, and...I’m excited!"
"You don’t say Lea. I never would have guessed." Morpheus laughed as he led his sister to the Great Hall. He had on a black robe with dark blue slacks and a white button down shirt. His hair was braided at the sides and pulled into a tail.
They both stiffened at the same time. "They celebrate Halloween." Carmen said breathlessly. "Halloween! They celebrate Halloween?!"
All eyes turned to the screeching woman.
"Carmen calm down."
"Calm?! This is a school for magic. Why in the world are they celebrating a non magical fake ass holiday? This is an important day for our kind." She stormed to the nearest table and grabbed a handful of candy with such a look of disgust on her face. "Who the hell is their Magical Cultures teacher?"
Morpheus gave a subtle shake of his head.
"They don’t have one?! How are New Bloods supposed to learn about the society they’re in now? Especially since I hear they don’t start magical education here until eleven years old. Wait." Carmen looked to be constipated at the moment. "Mo. Please tell me they celebrate Yule and not Christmas?"
Her brother shook his head.
"The Solstices?"
Again Morpheus shook his head.
"I don’t believe this! Britain has such a rich magical history. Hogwarts solstice celebrations were the stuff of legends!"
Morpheus noticed the children and the staff looking at them. Many of the old families had looks of vindication on their faces. "Car. Not now."
She looked to her brother and saw the look on his face. "I...see." Carmen made her way up to the Head table. She was wearing black combat boots, camouflage cargo pants, and another form fitting turtle neck in dark green.
Carmen plastered a smile on her face and walked through the Great Hall. She was disgusted, but being around politicians many times made fake smiles seem easy.
They made it to the Head Table and sat down.
"I see that your sister is as disgusted as we are regarding this...spectacle." Severus asked in a low voice.
"It was all that I could do not to stun her and take her back to our rooms."
"She practices the old ways I presume?"
Morpheus snorted quietly. "What you call old, we refer to as a way of life for those of us with magic."
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"Are we sure he’s alright?" Hermione was concerned for her best friend.
"He practically threatened us with torture if we didn’t leave him alone." George answered.
"Ok. It looks like McGonagall realizes he’s not here." Ron said as they watched as their Head of House stood and walked towards them.
She approached Fred...or was it George? "Where is Mr. Potter?"
"Harry didn’t want to come professor. He’s in his dorm." Hermione responded.
"I see. Thank you." She turned and left.
Harry was sitting beneath the window in his dorm. As he was preparing to light a candle in honour of his ancestors while he gave the gods a small offering, he realized that he should have probably used his trunk instead. McGonagall was coming in.
"Mr. Potter. Are you ill?"
"No Professor." Harry said in a polite tone.
"Then you are aware that the Halloween feast is mandatory unless you are ill."
"Are you requiring me to attend Professor?" Oh he hoped so. He had a few things to get off his chest, and the feast would make the perfect spectacle.
"The rules clearly state that attendance is mandatory, and the Headmaster is also requesting your attendance."
Harry smirked. "Very well Professor. Please allow me to change from my night clothes, and I will be down shortly."
Minerva gave a nod of her head and turned to leave. As she was walking down the stairs she remembered where she had seen that look. It was James Potter at his most devious. She’d done it again. She had followed the rules, and it was about to bite her in the arse. Dammit! She didn’t even ask why he wasn’t at the feast.
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Harry made his way down to the Great Hall on a mission. It was time that they all learned the truth. He was wearing dark wash jeans that hugged every inch of his frame. His black Chucks, and a black T shirt that had a "Smells Like Teen Spirit’ logo on the front. He left the eyeliner in his trunk. That was a recent deve...
"You wanted to see me Headmaster? Apparently the feast celebrating the murder of my parents is mandatory."
All conversation ceased.
Minerva leaned her head back against her chair. She knew it would all come back to bite her.
"That is not true my boy."
"Isn’t it? But let’s start with the truth once and for all" He scowled at Dumbledore, as he turned to the student body.
"All of those books you’ve read are BULLSHITE! The first time I saw a damn dragon was last year. You people are believing in some fairy tale that was made just to sell books. Who the fuck actually thinks that a one year old baby defeated an evil wizard? If you do you need your brain examined."
Many of the Student body looked sheepish.
"Well let me tell you about the real Harry Potter."
"Mr. Potter now is not the time to..."
"Oh no Headmaster. I want the world to know the truth!"
Longbottom got out of his seat and stood by Harry on his right. He looked just like the Longbottom sentry should.
"I was raised by magic hating non magicals. My mother’s sister and her family to be exact. They made every attempt to beat and starve the magic out of me."
There was a collective gasp from everyone not in the know. "They hated me. The only thing they hated more than me was magic."
Harry continued after the whispering had died down. "I was beaten nearly to death when my cousin and his gang of friends played a game they called "Harry hunting’ and I apparated onto the roof of a building. At eight years old."
Harry stalked towards the Slytherin table and Snape tensed. "I knew nothing about magic until I got my Hogwarts letter. You want to know who told me about magic? Hagrid. Hagrid took me to Diagon Alley. I love Hagrid but ask yourself. Is he the best guide to show someone who’s new to magic around? Especially the scion o...
"Alliances that are hanging by a thread, because I didn’t acknowledge the other Heirs. Well to all of you who were offended, I offer my deepest apologies because until this summer I didn’t even know I was the heir to The Ancient and Noble House of Potter. My godfather has worked himself crazy trying to teach me at fift...
Many of the Noble houses were pale with shock.
Harry went to stand in front of Malfoy. "I wonder what your father will think when he realizes that he could have had my votes. That he could’ve had the Potter seats on the Wizengamot."
"What are you talking about Potter?"
"You were the first boy I met that was my age and magical, and yet even at eleven you were a pompous arse. I would have gladly been taken into the House of Malfoy if you were less of a prick. I was desperate for affection and friendship. As a child, anyone who tried to be my friend was beaten up by my cousin. Did you k...
Harry began to go from house table to house table.
"All of those gods awful children’s stories were just that. Stories. My solicitor is in the process of suing them to hell and back. I never received a knut from those wretched things. Growing up I never had toys, or candy. Never had any birthday or Christmas gifts. You all saw the hideous clothes that I wore. Too big. ...
Many people nodded.
"That’s because my loving relatives never saw fit to buy me my own clothes and gave me my cousins clothes. Imagine someone so large that it makes Crabbe look like a super model." He turned to Crabbe. "No offence." Quite a few people laughed at that. Even Crabbe chuckled. "Now you may ask yourself why didn’t I just buy ...
Many nodded their heads in curiosity.
"Because I thought the vault that Hagrid took me to on my first trip to Diagon Alley was the only money that I had, and I needed it to last me until I graduated. I had thought I had to pay for school, and didn’t want to spend it on something as frivolous as clothes. I thought that that was the only money I had. I thoug...
Harry stopped moving and paused. "Muggleborn and raised a tip if I may. Never give your key to anyone...ever. Goblins can get angry rather quickly."
"I should also mention that this summer was the first time that I saw the sea. My relatives went on holiday all the time, but before this summer I had only been to Hogsmeade, Hogwarts, Diagon, and the Weasleys. Oh and The Quidditch World Cup. That’s all."
Harry moved back to the Head table. He didn’t notice the glares that Draco received. "I didn’t come to the feast Headmaster, because I was observing a moment of prayer for my parents who were slain this day. Let it be known that I will try to observe what is known as the old ways from now on. This summer was the first ...
"I will of course follow the rules and participate in your merriment of the day I was abandoned on the doorstep in the middle of the night with magic hating non ma...muggles after the murder of my parents. It’s a rule of course."
Harry bowed and went to the Gryffindor table and his friend followed him. He sat down, and pulled out a book on transfiguration. He refused to touch any of the candy. A turkey sandwich with salad, onions, cheddar, ranch and tomato appeared in front of him. Along with chips and catsup and a glass of milk. He loved catsu...
"Thank you Dobby." Harry muttered.
Harry munched on his sandwich, as he read his book. His friends knew well enough to leave him be, and ran interference when needed.
Harry was mad. A mad Harry was a dangerous Harry.
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She was tempted. Oh she was tempted, but she kept her cool. In all honesty she wanted to smack Albus.
"Do you see what you’ve done?" She hissed
"Minerva." Albus started, but he was interrupted by his charms master.
"Is what he said true?" Filius asked.
"It’s actually worse than what he mentioned." Minerva answered.
"The boy is obviously lying! Trying to get more attention I say. First trying to discredit the Minister and now this." The pink toad just had to put her two Knuts in.
"Really?" Minerva grinned. "And tell me of this proof that you have that he is lying Dolores."
"I am the Undersecretary to the Minister of Magic! That boy has sullied our traditional Halloween feast for his own personal gain, and I will not stand for it!"
"Define traditional." Carmen asked as she continued going through her correspondence while drinking her Diet coke. If it was pre mixed with brandy, well who needed to know?
"I wouldn’t expect a foreigner to understand the intricacies of Magical life in Britain." Umbridge said snootily.
"I would expect that a native of this great nation would also understand their own history, but seeing as how it’s being taught by a ghost that is still using the same lesson plan that he had when he died...a century ago, I can excuse your ignorance. Convenient that is also when the Wizengamot started getting rid of yo...
Morpheus went to face palm, but Severus reached for his wrist and stopped him. "Perhaps it would be best that while your sister is here, you refrain from assaulting yourself. I believe that your face would appreciate it if you showed some restraint."
Morpheus sighed but agreed.
"And what is that supposed to mean?" Umbridge asked
Albus threw a privacy shield up between them and the students, but someone silently brought it down.
"What is that supposed to mean?" Carmen mocked in a high pitched voice. "The U.K has some of the strongest magical ley lines in the world. The only ones stronger are the ones in parts of South America, and parts of Sub Saharan Africa. But you don’t teach how important those lines are to keeping our magic strong. How yo...
"And here we go." Morpheus murmured. Snape gave him a sideways glance.
"Magical Britain was once respected around the world for their magical prowess, but are now seen as a joke. Now who can tell me what Ley lines are?’
She looked at the table marked Hufflepuff and pointed to a little blonde girl. "Yes. Miss...?
"Alvin. Ley lines are what gives the ability for magic to reach it’s fullest potential."
"Ten points to the badgers!"
Everyone watched as the baubles filled the counter.
"She can give points?" Snape asked.
"Apparently." Pomona said surprised.
"Now who can give me the strongest Ley lines in the United Kingdom?"
"To the snakes this time." Carmen pointed at a blonde girl with ice blue eyes. It seemed not many knew the answer to the question.
Daphne Greengrass answered. "Hogwarts, Hogsmeade, Stonehenge, and Diagon Alley. Well there are some other magical districts, but those are the most well known."
"Ten points to the snake house!" And they watched as the baubles filled again. "Now Miss..."