Muggle in Hogwarts
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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
4
Views:
2,149
Reviews:
13
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
POTION CLASS!!!
Muggle in Hogwarts
By: DxInsider
Chapter 2
~~Flashback~~
~~A five year old girl Jessie was running around on the grass, wearing her favorite red jumper with the yellow lion face on it; her charm bracelet jingling as she ran.
“Grandpa, Grandpa!” Jessie ran over to the long white bearded man. He picked her up and placed her onto a small white horse with a horn in the middle of its forehead. “This is Quicksilver, your wand will be made from his mane, as soon as you are of age and he will be your loyal friend.”
“ Can I have my wand now?”
“**laughing** No my dear, you are still just a baby; when you are older.” Quicksilver started moving slowly and the long white bearded man walked besides Jessie as she laughed. “I love you Grandpa.”~~
~~Flashback~~
Jessie’s POV
My eyes open from their wonderful dream to see a pair of yellow/blue eyes staring back at me; it was a white owl with brown tip wings and brown face. “AHHHH!!!!!!!”
“What’s wrong dear?” An old woman dress like a nurse or something close to that comes running over to me to see if I was ok. “What’s this owl doing here? It scared the crap out of me!”
“Dear, Prof Dumbledore told me he’s your owl. Oh and dear, if you want to know you are in Gryffindor.” She pointed to some weird looking robes; they were black with a lion crest on the left part of the chest. “Put on your robes and get down to the Great Hall for breakfast. All your thingve ave arrive from Durnstrang, now get going.” She then left.
[What stuff?! And I don’t own an owl! This just gets weirder and weirder by the second.] I turn back and looked at the owl. “Well I guess I should name you, you look like that owl from the movie ‘The Labyrinth’ so I guess I’ll name you Jareth.”
Jareth hooted happily and flew out the window; I wr whr where he was going. I put the robes on but when I got them on, there was a long wooden stick on the chair; it had a kind of white glow to it. Once I picked it up it stop. So I shrugged my shoulders and put it in my pocket, walking to where I remember the Great Hall was. As I walked in, the room had changed. It was a sunny day shinning down from the ceiling; everyone was sitting at their table’s woofing down his or her breakfasts. “Hey over here!”
Kids wearing the same chests as me waved for me to join them at their table. There were all types of food on the table and some I didn’t even know. I grabbed a glass of orange liquid and took a drink, then I spitted it out. “What the hell is this?!”
“Its called Pumpkin Juice. Don’t they have that at Durnstrang?” Harry and his friends took a seat at the table, taking their glasses of Pumpkin Juice, sucking it down. “um… no. It taste like crap. Is there any milk or orange around?”
“Here,” Hermione handed me a glass of orange. “I know how you feel, I thought it was orange juice too, but then I got use to the taste and I l it. it.”
“Yeah well, where I come from, pumpkins don’t make juice, only jack o lanterns.”
“So Jessie how you feeling? After the Sorting Hat sorted you into Gryffindor, you stood up, took a step forward and fainted.”
“Well I don’t know what the hell happen. Maybe it was the smell of that hat, it should be washed.” All three gave me these looks, then Ron looked up. “Oh great, the Spawn of Satan is coming this way.”
I turn to see who he was looking at a cute looking boy with two other fat ugly guys. He was pale, with slick blond hair; one word came to my mind…SEXY! “Malfoy none of us want to talk to you, so go away.”
“Shut up, Weasel, I came over here to see the new fainter.” He looked right at me. “Are you going to start falling all over the place like Potty?”
I couldn’t help myself; I got up and punched him in the nose. He held his nose cause it was bleeding and I think I may have broken it. “Man you are such a jackass you know that? You need to get yourself a better attitude adjustment. And I thought you were drop dead sexy too. Get the fuck out of here before I cut your family jewels off.”
Malfoy and his fat friends left busy saying they would come back. Everyone at my table had their mouths open wide in shock. “That was the coolest thing I have ever thing! I think I love you!”
“Ron act your age. But he is right, that was great.” Hermione bit into her apple.
“Thank you, thank you, I never did like people making fun of others and that goes for people that are now I call friends. Oh um…,” rubs the back of my head, “sorry for asking about that scar. I just wanted to know if you cut it yourself. Its cool if you don’t want to tell me or not, Harry.”
Harry smiled and nodded. “Its alright, I’m use to it. Welcome to Gryffindor.”
No One’s POV
Harry, Ron, Hermione and Jessie became fast friends; never knowing that Jessie was what the Wizard World called a muggle. The bell went off telling them it was time for class, the group headed to their first class…Potions. Malfoy was sitting with his house rubbing his hurt nose, looking really pissed at the gang. “Everyone sit down, NOW!”
A man dress in all black robes with very greasy hair and pale skin came walking in; all the kids, the ones from Gryffindor, ran to their seats. He started by calling everyone’s name to make sure everyone was there and then started class. Professor Snape started asking the students, questions. Every time a student got an answer wrong he would take points; he was only asking the Gryffindor students. Snape wasn’t them a chance to answer them.
Jessie’s POV
“Hey, why don’t you give them a chance to answer?”
The Professor turn and looked right at me, after he took points away from Ron for not answering a question right; like I knew where you would find wormwood. “So the new girl from Durnstrang decides to speak. Tell me Miss James, where can I find the slime of a Horn Toad?”
“I don’t know, but their looks like enough slime in your hair for a Horn Toad to use.” The whole class, only Gryffindor, started laughing at what I said. “20 points from Gryffindor,” and he started walking back to his desk.
“Hey! Why you taking points from the whole group? I was the one that made fun of you, take points from me.” Hermione was shaking her head, telling me not to go on anymore, Ron was giving me thumbs up. “What is your problem? Why are you picking on Gryffindor anyways? Shouldn’t you be asking questions to those guys over?” Pointing to the Slytherins. “Man, take the stick out of your ass and…”
“ENOUGH!” Professor Snape was pissed off; his face was bright red, his eyes with wide. He stomped over to me and looked me right in the eye. “Damn, your breath stinks. Don’t you brush your teeth?”
“GET OUT OF MY CLASS ROOM! 100 POINTS FROM GRYFINDOR!!!” Everyone was looking at me and I grabbed my stuff and left the classroom. [Well I think I did pretty well for my first day of running away. I wonder what happens next?]
Words from the author- The whole thing with Snape/Draco was what I wanted to do to him since the moment I saw him in the movie/book. I hope you guys enjoyed it. I just want you guys to know I can’t write as Hagrid talks.
By: DxInsider
Chapter 2
~~Flashback~~
~~A five year old girl Jessie was running around on the grass, wearing her favorite red jumper with the yellow lion face on it; her charm bracelet jingling as she ran.
“Grandpa, Grandpa!” Jessie ran over to the long white bearded man. He picked her up and placed her onto a small white horse with a horn in the middle of its forehead. “This is Quicksilver, your wand will be made from his mane, as soon as you are of age and he will be your loyal friend.”
“ Can I have my wand now?”
“**laughing** No my dear, you are still just a baby; when you are older.” Quicksilver started moving slowly and the long white bearded man walked besides Jessie as she laughed. “I love you Grandpa.”~~
~~Flashback~~
Jessie’s POV
My eyes open from their wonderful dream to see a pair of yellow/blue eyes staring back at me; it was a white owl with brown tip wings and brown face. “AHHHH!!!!!!!”
“What’s wrong dear?” An old woman dress like a nurse or something close to that comes running over to me to see if I was ok. “What’s this owl doing here? It scared the crap out of me!”
“Dear, Prof Dumbledore told me he’s your owl. Oh and dear, if you want to know you are in Gryffindor.” She pointed to some weird looking robes; they were black with a lion crest on the left part of the chest. “Put on your robes and get down to the Great Hall for breakfast. All your thingve ave arrive from Durnstrang, now get going.” She then left.
[What stuff?! And I don’t own an owl! This just gets weirder and weirder by the second.] I turn back and looked at the owl. “Well I guess I should name you, you look like that owl from the movie ‘The Labyrinth’ so I guess I’ll name you Jareth.”
Jareth hooted happily and flew out the window; I wr whr where he was going. I put the robes on but when I got them on, there was a long wooden stick on the chair; it had a kind of white glow to it. Once I picked it up it stop. So I shrugged my shoulders and put it in my pocket, walking to where I remember the Great Hall was. As I walked in, the room had changed. It was a sunny day shinning down from the ceiling; everyone was sitting at their table’s woofing down his or her breakfasts. “Hey over here!”
Kids wearing the same chests as me waved for me to join them at their table. There were all types of food on the table and some I didn’t even know. I grabbed a glass of orange liquid and took a drink, then I spitted it out. “What the hell is this?!”
“Its called Pumpkin Juice. Don’t they have that at Durnstrang?” Harry and his friends took a seat at the table, taking their glasses of Pumpkin Juice, sucking it down. “um… no. It taste like crap. Is there any milk or orange around?”
“Here,” Hermione handed me a glass of orange. “I know how you feel, I thought it was orange juice too, but then I got use to the taste and I l it. it.”
“Yeah well, where I come from, pumpkins don’t make juice, only jack o lanterns.”
“So Jessie how you feeling? After the Sorting Hat sorted you into Gryffindor, you stood up, took a step forward and fainted.”
“Well I don’t know what the hell happen. Maybe it was the smell of that hat, it should be washed.” All three gave me these looks, then Ron looked up. “Oh great, the Spawn of Satan is coming this way.”
I turn to see who he was looking at a cute looking boy with two other fat ugly guys. He was pale, with slick blond hair; one word came to my mind…SEXY! “Malfoy none of us want to talk to you, so go away.”
“Shut up, Weasel, I came over here to see the new fainter.” He looked right at me. “Are you going to start falling all over the place like Potty?”
I couldn’t help myself; I got up and punched him in the nose. He held his nose cause it was bleeding and I think I may have broken it. “Man you are such a jackass you know that? You need to get yourself a better attitude adjustment. And I thought you were drop dead sexy too. Get the fuck out of here before I cut your family jewels off.”
Malfoy and his fat friends left busy saying they would come back. Everyone at my table had their mouths open wide in shock. “That was the coolest thing I have ever thing! I think I love you!”
“Ron act your age. But he is right, that was great.” Hermione bit into her apple.
“Thank you, thank you, I never did like people making fun of others and that goes for people that are now I call friends. Oh um…,” rubs the back of my head, “sorry for asking about that scar. I just wanted to know if you cut it yourself. Its cool if you don’t want to tell me or not, Harry.”
Harry smiled and nodded. “Its alright, I’m use to it. Welcome to Gryffindor.”
No One’s POV
Harry, Ron, Hermione and Jessie became fast friends; never knowing that Jessie was what the Wizard World called a muggle. The bell went off telling them it was time for class, the group headed to their first class…Potions. Malfoy was sitting with his house rubbing his hurt nose, looking really pissed at the gang. “Everyone sit down, NOW!”
A man dress in all black robes with very greasy hair and pale skin came walking in; all the kids, the ones from Gryffindor, ran to their seats. He started by calling everyone’s name to make sure everyone was there and then started class. Professor Snape started asking the students, questions. Every time a student got an answer wrong he would take points; he was only asking the Gryffindor students. Snape wasn’t them a chance to answer them.
Jessie’s POV
“Hey, why don’t you give them a chance to answer?”
The Professor turn and looked right at me, after he took points away from Ron for not answering a question right; like I knew where you would find wormwood. “So the new girl from Durnstrang decides to speak. Tell me Miss James, where can I find the slime of a Horn Toad?”
“I don’t know, but their looks like enough slime in your hair for a Horn Toad to use.” The whole class, only Gryffindor, started laughing at what I said. “20 points from Gryffindor,” and he started walking back to his desk.
“Hey! Why you taking points from the whole group? I was the one that made fun of you, take points from me.” Hermione was shaking her head, telling me not to go on anymore, Ron was giving me thumbs up. “What is your problem? Why are you picking on Gryffindor anyways? Shouldn’t you be asking questions to those guys over?” Pointing to the Slytherins. “Man, take the stick out of your ass and…”
“ENOUGH!” Professor Snape was pissed off; his face was bright red, his eyes with wide. He stomped over to me and looked me right in the eye. “Damn, your breath stinks. Don’t you brush your teeth?”
“GET OUT OF MY CLASS ROOM! 100 POINTS FROM GRYFINDOR!!!” Everyone was looking at me and I grabbed my stuff and left the classroom. [Well I think I did pretty well for my first day of running away. I wonder what happens next?]
Words from the author- The whole thing with Snape/Draco was what I wanted to do to him since the moment I saw him in the movie/book. I hope you guys enjoyed it. I just want you guys to know I can’t write as Hagrid talks.