The Hogwarts Ho

The Hogwarts Ho’s story

Characters:
Dinah Rocher – the main character; 20 y/o girl with shiny long black hair and deep sparkling green eyes, fair skin and pure heart. Has tragic childhood, tragic marriage and tragic life now. Now works as a prostitute in the top attic at The Leaky Cauldron. Snape’s secret heartbreaker.

Mary Jane Weston – Dinah’s best friend from Hogwarts; long curly blonde hair and bonnie blue eyes, pale skin and petite figured girl. Grown up in a Toujours Pur family and now is a patissier and owns a bakery at the Diagon Alley. Once went out with a death eater in her teen years. Also a chaser in Slytherin Qudditch team.

Adele Berridge – Dinah’s friend from Hogwarts; shiny hazelnut curls surrounding her heart-shaped face, long limber body and smart head; now a talented ballet dancer in the muggle world and keeps a good balance between the 2 worlds as a dancer. Married a muggle-born wizard death eater for 3 years now and keeps a rocky marriage so far.

Nina Rodriguez – Dinah’s wild friend; deep auburn hair in the frizziest curls, square shaped face filled with freckles and cuts and scratches from the wild creatures from the enchanted forests and the sea. Set her heart in magical zoology and works for the ministry as an activist for endangered magical species.

Sylvia Sheffield – contrary to the charming name, she is known as the Fattie Sheffield; weighs over 350lbs, with sleek short brown hair, big round face shining bright with humor and kindness. Was the smartest girl in the history of the Slytherin house, comes from an extremely rich family with a fine wizarding lineage of the healers; now is a healer specialized in childhood disease at St. Mungo’s and takes care of Dinah’s daughter in the ward.

Anna Marie Rocher – Dinah’s 5 y/o daughter with pure blonde hair (just like her late father Tristan Rocher) and Dinah’s deep green eyes; when Tristan betrayed you-know-who 5 years ago and joined the Order of the Phoenix, he was burned in fire by you-know-who and Anna was cursed that she will not speak forever. Now she is in the permanent ward in St.Mungo’s and being treated from the moment she was born.

Chapter 1: Introducing the Elle’s


Ugh…another mortifying term in Hogwarts has begun. I heaved a sigh and went into the Great Hall along with the elles; Mary Jane, Adele, Nina and Sylvie. Yes, we are the Elles, a group Mary Jane has founded when we first came to here. From the moment I met Mary Jane, I realized that we are forever soul mate friends and so she was. Then she also realized that both of us possess a great look and sharp brain, and so are the rest of the girls in our room. Adele seems so delicate and lovely, and she was so good in entertaining those stupid immature boys in our house by her famous belly dancing. Naturally she became the Elle with us, and Nina was so beautiful in her own wild way and she enjoyed grossing us out with all the tiny weird creatures she caught in the black forest and the lake. When I saw Sylvia first, she was having a hard time getting on to her 4 posters, because the bed was ridiculously tiny for her huge body. Adele asked professor Snape to have a bigger bed for her on the very first night at Hogwarts, and then Sylvia treated us with homemade blueberry pies that she brought from her home. And since her face was just as beautiful as a Victorian lady, we all agreed to have her as our last Elle. Yes, to be an Elle, you just got to be pretty and smart. After all, we are proud Slytherins so we should do as what they do; be heavenly beautiful so all the other girls in the school would die with jealousy, be sharp as a nail to know where to stand when adversity strikes, study well to get a perfect career in the future and use our weapons well to get what we want, all the time.


My 5th year at Hogwarts has begun with despair, I thought, as I was sitting down at the long table, facing the gigantic banquet. First of all, my own mother kicked me out from her house over the summer, on my birthday morning. She has realized that her despicable low-life husband of hers has been raping me since my 11th birthday. She married that jerk right before I got accepted at Hogwarts. The only reason she married him was that the asshole had pile of money by owning a large grocery in the middle of London. We were very poor after my dad killed himself by drinking a bottle of weed killer a week after he married my mom. Poor dad, he could’ve done Avada Kedavra on her instead of killing himself. Maybe he realized that he married a trash, I thought. But then, mom was kind and nice to me until she met this jackass.
I don’t want to revive that horrible memory of him shoving his disgusting cock inside me whenever I was left alone with him. Mom was always busy going to shopping at Bond Street and having lunch with her equally dumb friends at fine restaurants. This so-called stepfather kept coming from the store whenever mom goes out to the city, and then…well, you know. He even took a shower with me and filmed me washing myself, sucking his…, and all the dirty weird stuffs he learns from the internet. How many times I wished to bite his cock off or push his face with my pillows when he snores aloud right next to, after he fulfills his perverted desires. The first thing I looked up in the Hogwarts library was contraceptive spell and charms to block off the unwanted STDs from sex. I managed well to hide it from mom; I should’ve told her in the first place but I was scared and stupid, and didn’t want to break her heart like that.
However, on the morning of my birthday in July, mom discovered the very sight that he was pounding upon me in my bed, sweating like a dog; it was 4:30 in the morning and he thought that he could give me an early birthday present. It was most unfortunate that mom woke up so early that morning, on her way to the kitchen to get a glass of water. She heard he was grunting somewhere, and she started looking for him, thinking he was fixing the broken faucet in the 2nd floor bathroom…and then when she opened my room…

Sylvie gave me a nudge in my ribs rather painfully and I was woken up from the reverie.

“You look sick, Dinah, what’s wrong?”

“Oh, nothing, nothing I’m fine”. I lied.

“But you didn’t eat a single bite on your plate, and I know you love roast chicken!” said Adele.

“No, I ate 2 pumpkin pasties in the train, remember? And I stuffed my face with the chocolate frogs all the way up here. I just don’t have much appetite now.”

But the elles looked rather suspicious, because they know I eat like a pig at every dinner time. Mary Jane realized something was going on my face, and changed the subject by talking about how Snape looks weirder and greasier on every semester and everyone in the vicinity burst out laughter. Thank you, Mary, I totally owe you one.
And really, Snape looked so greasy up on the teachers’ table, in his usual black robe sulky sallow face. Thank goodness I always mark a top grade in his scary potions class in the cold dungeon.


After the dinner, I dragged myself behind the elles and went to the second floor bathroom, where that ugly Moaning Myrtle haunts the girls all the time. When we first saw her, Nina came up with an idea to torture her instead. It was purely mean but highly entertaining too. Every day we go to the bathroom at least once, and shout all the mean things to her we can think of, such as

“God, you are so fat even when you are ghost!”,

“oh you must be grateful now, cuz now you don’t have to go on diet forever”,

“why don’t you ever go to boys’ bathroom for a change? It will give you a sight that you never had any access to when you were alive~” and such.
And as you would expect, Moaning Myrtle wails and dives deep in one of the toilet. Adele was so mean that she flushes the toilet a couple of times so the ghost drains down to the lake, where she joins the giant squid. Oh, by the way, one would be wondering what the meaning of the word Elle is; well, Sylvia came up with the name while we were deciding between Slytherin Missus and Missus Slytherin. Then Sylvia suggested that we should make the name plain and simple so everyone would know. Elle means women in French, but as we are all pretty and smart girls, we add new meaning to the word Elle.


The bathroom was empty of Moaning Myrtle; she now hides herself in the U bend when she hears us coming to the bathroom. I pressed my aching forehead upon the cold mirror and stayed like that for awhile. The fact that my mother disowned me is not bothering me anymore, because I’d never want to live like that under the same roof with her and her husband. She disowned me because she thought I allured him to do such things so far. Yes, it’s quite a non-sense and she is an utter idiot, but I didn’t want to convince her or whatsoever. All I wanted to do at that time was to get out of the hell house. Then I went to The Leaky Cauldron and begged Tom the innkeeper to stay there and work as a house elf; he liked the idea of having a house elf, because then he doesn’t have to give me salary or anything. He gave me a tiny room up in the top of the old inn and 2 meals a day, and has been working me out as if I am a real house elf. I stayed in the kitchen, cooked and cleaned around the dirty kitchen all by myself, and kept myself hidden all the times because Tom was scared that somebody might report me to the Ministry, because wizards cannot be treated as a house elf anyway. Of course Tom is fully aware of the law yet having a great cook and maid without giving a single Knut is so much appealing than breaking the law. But he paid me for the new books and stuffs to get me back to Hogwarts anyway, because he is not so void of heart.
I felt so miserable and scared; now is now, but then what does gonna happen to me if someone in the school discovers my secret? Surely I will end up in a court, defending myself in front of all the Ministry people that I had no choice, then I will possibly end up in Azkaban for some years, and then no one will hire or marry me in the future. I might as well as join in the band of death eaters now, because the future seems not so promising to me. I know that either Dumbledore or McGonagall would bind to know about me living as a house elf if the school mails are directed toward the inn from now on.
I sighed, washed my face with cold water and came out of the bathroom, and then I saw a familiar dark figure was lingering above my feet. I raised my head, and saw Snape was looking down at me, menacingly as always.

“Why are you still wondering around the corridors? Shouldn’t you be in your dormitory with the rest of the Elles now?”

Oh please, I rolled my eyes without realizing, and retorted back,

“I’m going now, thank you for caring so much!”
But before I walked one step, he was grabbing my left arm hard.