The Dark Gryffindor
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HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
79
Views:
21,736
Reviews:
96
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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The Carrows' Secret 2
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Continuation of….
Chapter Forty-three: The Carrows’ Secret
Valerie ran up the stairs, passing the graffiti-plastered walls and up to the Muggle Studies corridor. But when she got closer to Professor Alecto Carrow’s huge lecture hall she halted, waveringly. She knew there was a slight possibility she wouldn’t come out of that classroom or out of the presence of that horrible witch alive.
She had no choice. She had to attend class today. Failing to show up would make Snape, who was in on the scheme look suspicious. For undoubtedly, Voldemort would hear from the Carrows how she had been avoiding their classes.
Valerie entered the classroom and saw Neville was already present. His black-haired head situated in the last row of benches. Valerie slid into place next to him.
“Hey, can I sit with you today?”
Neville nodded, “uh-huh.”
Valerie looked around and saw Seamus was seated not far off from them, a couple of rows ahead. Every student including Valerie and Neville were holding long scrolls of parchment. It was propaganda pieces they were supposed to have memorized.
*
An hour later Valerie and Neville were practically dozing from boredom on their bench. Luckily, nobody noticed. They barely heard the shrill voice of Professor Alecto Carrow say, “In this state we see that the muggles body is permanently impaired. They are the lowest life forms…So low they are unworthy and inferior to us. It is our duty to annihilate them off the face of the earth.”
Neville stirred and woke her up suddenly. He nudged Valerie and whispered, “Listen to her! She’s speaking worse than ever! I can’t stand it.”
“Muggles are nothing but ignorant wasted fools. We either use them for enslavement or kill them all. Nothing more! Their blood is the shit of existence. They cannot-“
But Alecto was rudely interrupted suddenly. Neville stood up from his seat, hands balled into fists. He shouted loudly, “Yeah, because we all know your pure…So how much Muggle blood do you have professor?”
The class as one gasped. Valerie shook in her seat. She knew what was coming later and this was going to make her situation worse. The Carrows were plotting to poison her and Neville, afterall!
“How dare you! What a wasted Pureblood you are for us, Mr. Longbottom. You still refuse to act as my Punisher…I have told you time and again to report to the dungeons and Crucio my prisoners. You refused.”
And Alecto strutted down the aisles until she came closer to Neville. She actually grabbed him by the scuff of the neck. Neville’s eyes bulged with fear, and Valerie shrunk in her seat.
She tapped her wand against his cheek. It felt cold and icy. There was a tiny ripping sound. A deep gash appeared on Neville’s cheek.
“You will be silenced boy! Report to my office straight after class today, Mr. Longbottom.”
And Alceto walked away, actually smiling. She was thinking how she was going to follow through on Voldemort’s orders and poison him later.
A chorus of cheers broke from the Slytherin side of the classroom. Alecto went on with her insane preaching from her podium. The class went back to its usual stupor within five minutes.
For Valerie it felt like forever to make Muggle Studies class end. Finally, Alecto was handing back a pile of her graded papers.
She handed one to Valerie. She gulped when she saw the mark. Surely there must be a mistake?
“Troll? T for Troll?” she said incredulously to the professor.
“Yes,” said Alecto firmly.
“But this deserves an A! An Acceptable at the very least!”
Alecto spoke carefully, in what was clearly a lie to get Valerie alone with her later, and Valerie being secretly informed knew it. “Ms. Powers, you will see me in my office straight after I dismiss everyone. We will discuss your grades then.”
Valerie couldn’t help but retort, “Troll! You’re a troll, you ugly hag!”
Some Gryffindor who heard laughed raucously. Alecto just held her head loftily, smiling. “My office, after class Powers.”
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Continuation of….
Chapter Forty-three: The Carrows’ Secret
Valerie ran up the stairs, passing the graffiti-plastered walls and up to the Muggle Studies corridor. But when she got closer to Professor Alecto Carrow’s huge lecture hall she halted, waveringly. She knew there was a slight possibility she wouldn’t come out of that classroom or out of the presence of that horrible witch alive.
She had no choice. She had to attend class today. Failing to show up would make Snape, who was in on the scheme look suspicious. For undoubtedly, Voldemort would hear from the Carrows how she had been avoiding their classes.
Valerie entered the classroom and saw Neville was already present. His black-haired head situated in the last row of benches. Valerie slid into place next to him.
“Hey, can I sit with you today?”
Neville nodded, “uh-huh.”
Valerie looked around and saw Seamus was seated not far off from them, a couple of rows ahead. Every student including Valerie and Neville were holding long scrolls of parchment. It was propaganda pieces they were supposed to have memorized.
*
An hour later Valerie and Neville were practically dozing from boredom on their bench. Luckily, nobody noticed. They barely heard the shrill voice of Professor Alecto Carrow say, “In this state we see that the muggles body is permanently impaired. They are the lowest life forms…So low they are unworthy and inferior to us. It is our duty to annihilate them off the face of the earth.”
Neville stirred and woke her up suddenly. He nudged Valerie and whispered, “Listen to her! She’s speaking worse than ever! I can’t stand it.”
“Muggles are nothing but ignorant wasted fools. We either use them for enslavement or kill them all. Nothing more! Their blood is the shit of existence. They cannot-“
But Alecto was rudely interrupted suddenly. Neville stood up from his seat, hands balled into fists. He shouted loudly, “Yeah, because we all know your pure…So how much Muggle blood do you have professor?”
The class as one gasped. Valerie shook in her seat. She knew what was coming later and this was going to make her situation worse. The Carrows were plotting to poison her and Neville, afterall!
“How dare you! What a wasted Pureblood you are for us, Mr. Longbottom. You still refuse to act as my Punisher…I have told you time and again to report to the dungeons and Crucio my prisoners. You refused.”
And Alecto strutted down the aisles until she came closer to Neville. She actually grabbed him by the scuff of the neck. Neville’s eyes bulged with fear, and Valerie shrunk in her seat.
She tapped her wand against his cheek. It felt cold and icy. There was a tiny ripping sound. A deep gash appeared on Neville’s cheek.
“You will be silenced boy! Report to my office straight after class today, Mr. Longbottom.”
And Alceto walked away, actually smiling. She was thinking how she was going to follow through on Voldemort’s orders and poison him later.
A chorus of cheers broke from the Slytherin side of the classroom. Alecto went on with her insane preaching from her podium. The class went back to its usual stupor within five minutes.
For Valerie it felt like forever to make Muggle Studies class end. Finally, Alecto was handing back a pile of her graded papers.
She handed one to Valerie. She gulped when she saw the mark. Surely there must be a mistake?
“Troll? T for Troll?” she said incredulously to the professor.
“Yes,” said Alecto firmly.
“But this deserves an A! An Acceptable at the very least!”
Alecto spoke carefully, in what was clearly a lie to get Valerie alone with her later, and Valerie being secretly informed knew it. “Ms. Powers, you will see me in my office straight after I dismiss everyone. We will discuss your grades then.”
Valerie couldn’t help but retort, “Troll! You’re a troll, you ugly hag!”
Some Gryffindor who heard laughed raucously. Alecto just held her head loftily, smiling. “My office, after class Powers.”
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