Post by Anime Monster on Apr 29, 2006 4:09:18 GMT -5
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns Harry Potter. Rent is owned by a group of people including Jonathan Larson. I’m not making any money off of this, though I could easily make this into an original fiction.
Rating: PG-13 possibly R
Warnings: AU, slash/yaoi, crossdressing, het., character death(s) major, twincest, controversial issues
Summary: Non-magic. A new student shows up to Hogwarts High. Draco’s turning heads and it’s not even the second day. Events are heating up and someone is going to die by the end of the year.
Rubeus Hagrid sometimes hated his job. He was a big man, easily seven feet and five hundred pounds, he was the imposing secretary to Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts Hig. Today was just one of those days. He already had Crabbe, Goyle, and Dursley sitting in the hard plastic chairs waiting to see the headmaster, they were caught bullying Miss Perks.
The door to Dumbledore’s office opened as a woman with platinum blonde hair and clear blue eyes exited. “Thank you for understanding, Headmaster,” she said.
“I understand, dear Narcissa. Young Draco will find it wonderful here,” the smiling old man said.
“Thank you, again, Professor Dumbledore,” she said.
“Mom,” a beautiful young woman with her mother’s platinum blonde hair and crystal clear blue eyes, said exasperated. She wore a knee length navy blue skirt with black stilleto pumps and a white short-sleeved blouse. Around her neck hung a silver chain with a pearl embedded in an alexandrite tear drop resting at the base of her throat. A single silver bracelet dangled from her right wrist, who’s hand clutched the straps of her black messenger tote. “I can handle myself.”
“I know, your father, though--”
“--is dead and good riddance to bad rubbish,” the young woman said with an icy chill to her voice.
Narcissa burst into tears at her daughter’s harsh tones.
“Hagrid, please escort Miss Malfoy to Minerva’s class and assign Mr. Potter to be her guide,” Dumbledore said turning towards the three delinquents at the same time. “In my office, now.”
The sobbing Narcissa left and Hagrid sighed. It was going to be a long day. “Well, let’s go,” he said.
Minerva McGonagall taught math. She was in the middle of lecturing when a hard knock banged on her door. Hagrid opened up and led a beautiful blonde lady in, “Minerva, this is Draco Malfoy, she’s recently transferred here. Mr. Potter has been assigned her guide.”
Minerva raised an eyebrow, but didn’t comment, “Mr. Potter, please raise your hand so Miss Malfoy can sit next to you.”
Harry Potter raised his hand and gestured to the seat next to him. Draco walked over and timidly sat down.
“Hello,” Harry whispered, “Harry Potter, pleased to make your acquaintance,” he held out his hand.
“Draco Malfoy, nice to meet you,” Draco said shaking Harry’s hand lightly. “Umm…where are we?”
“Derivatives,” Harry said. “If you’re not there yet, Hermione and I’ll help you catch up.”
“Thank you,” she said writing something down. “I live there,” handing the note to Hrary, “if you can come tonight that would be wonderful.”
“Sure, is six good? I have futbol practice until five and then I have to eat something,” Harry asked. Draco smiled and nodded yes as the bell rang.
A/N: I'll try to get the next chapter of Crimson Revival out soon, the chapter is in my head it's just typing it. I'll also get a display pic for this by the time the next chpater is published (already written).
BTW, if I didn't spell futbol right, please correct it. I know in England it's not soccer and it's spelt differently than football.
Rating: PG-13 possibly R
Warnings: AU, slash/yaoi, crossdressing, het., character death(s) major, twincest, controversial issues
Summary: Non-magic. A new student shows up to Hogwarts High. Draco’s turning heads and it’s not even the second day. Events are heating up and someone is going to die by the end of the year.
Homme Morte
Chapter 1: The New Girl
[/u][/center]Chapter 1: The New Girl
Rubeus Hagrid sometimes hated his job. He was a big man, easily seven feet and five hundred pounds, he was the imposing secretary to Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts Hig. Today was just one of those days. He already had Crabbe, Goyle, and Dursley sitting in the hard plastic chairs waiting to see the headmaster, they were caught bullying Miss Perks.
The door to Dumbledore’s office opened as a woman with platinum blonde hair and clear blue eyes exited. “Thank you for understanding, Headmaster,” she said.
“I understand, dear Narcissa. Young Draco will find it wonderful here,” the smiling old man said.
“Thank you, again, Professor Dumbledore,” she said.
“Mom,” a beautiful young woman with her mother’s platinum blonde hair and crystal clear blue eyes, said exasperated. She wore a knee length navy blue skirt with black stilleto pumps and a white short-sleeved blouse. Around her neck hung a silver chain with a pearl embedded in an alexandrite tear drop resting at the base of her throat. A single silver bracelet dangled from her right wrist, who’s hand clutched the straps of her black messenger tote. “I can handle myself.”
“I know, your father, though--”
“--is dead and good riddance to bad rubbish,” the young woman said with an icy chill to her voice.
Narcissa burst into tears at her daughter’s harsh tones.
“Hagrid, please escort Miss Malfoy to Minerva’s class and assign Mr. Potter to be her guide,” Dumbledore said turning towards the three delinquents at the same time. “In my office, now.”
The sobbing Narcissa left and Hagrid sighed. It was going to be a long day. “Well, let’s go,” he said.
Minerva McGonagall taught math. She was in the middle of lecturing when a hard knock banged on her door. Hagrid opened up and led a beautiful blonde lady in, “Minerva, this is Draco Malfoy, she’s recently transferred here. Mr. Potter has been assigned her guide.”
Minerva raised an eyebrow, but didn’t comment, “Mr. Potter, please raise your hand so Miss Malfoy can sit next to you.”
Harry Potter raised his hand and gestured to the seat next to him. Draco walked over and timidly sat down.
“Hello,” Harry whispered, “Harry Potter, pleased to make your acquaintance,” he held out his hand.
“Draco Malfoy, nice to meet you,” Draco said shaking Harry’s hand lightly. “Umm…where are we?”
“Derivatives,” Harry said. “If you’re not there yet, Hermione and I’ll help you catch up.”
“Thank you,” she said writing something down. “I live there,” handing the note to Hrary, “if you can come tonight that would be wonderful.”
“Sure, is six good? I have futbol practice until five and then I have to eat something,” Harry asked. Draco smiled and nodded yes as the bell rang.
A/N: I'll try to get the next chapter of Crimson Revival out soon, the chapter is in my head it's just typing it. I'll also get a display pic for this by the time the next chpater is published (already written).
BTW, if I didn't spell futbol right, please correct it. I know in England it's not soccer and it's spelt differently than football.
