She had eyes of a Raven - A Hogwarts story - 1 Magic restored

11/18

Created by MirthRaven on Thursday, March 16, 2006

You walked in quietly. Your leather knee high boots making loud clicking sounds throughout the room. It was all white with only two windows and no blinds or curtains. The windows you knew were fake but they showed a sunny morning outside.


You sat down in one of the few pieces of furniture in the room. Four chairs and one long table where three bored members sat.


'At least their chairs looks remotely comfortable with cushion' you thought as you squirmed to make yourself comfortable on the wooden stool that left your feet dangling in the air even at 5 8.


They were all writing looking over papers just like they were last time and probably were every time one of these special cases came in. Thats what you were to them, 'just another case, another thing of paper work, another late night' nothing more then a job they had to full fill.

Since you knew it might just be a while you flicked your long black hair behind your shoulders and out of your raven like brow green eyes. You were wearing a brown sway skirt that went down about six inches under your knees and a red top that was one shouldered. The 'friends you were staying with since your parents were in Africa for the summer break made you look nice before the council.


'Heh, I doubt theyll even notice.'

You had learned at a very young age that they were short with you and you in turn were short with them, they had a life to live and you did as well.

You could see your wand laying in front of you the way they always did just to taunt you in some twisted way to magic.


"Miss Lynwood is that correct?" he looked up as he laid back in his chair and you just nodded with a stupid smile on your face.


"This is the second time in the detention office for magic you do realize that?"


'detention office, Heh, right, thats what they called the illegal magic office for underage wizards'

you thought to yourself making your smile a smirk.

"Yes sure I am aware of that fact." You nodded and fought the smile back that annoyed you.


"You do know that a third time at such Chaos like," he leaned over your file. "Making wartonbalm potion in your kitchen and trying to blow someones head off will be qualification enough for us to strip you off all magic use correct?"


You nodded dumbly again as you gave up the fight for a smile and turned to a emotionless look. You had just spent the summer going through wizards court on your punishment and it had been decided that they were going to take you from your private school for magic and put you in Hogwarts were they could keep a eye on you as they so put it. It sent your parents into a fury, they were purebloods, snooty purebloods unlike you who actually didnt care, and they thought that it was horrible youd have to mix with mudbloods. You actually thought it might be a decent school year getting away from your parents arguing and to a boarding school. The thoughts brought a smile on your face. Being possessed by some idiot (which was what happened in the first place. Some idiot possessed you into trying to blow the head off the guy who stole his girl friend who you didnt actually know. Pays to be at random some times) had actually turned out good for you. He began talking again this time snapping you back to reality.


"Since the wizard court has already decided to charge you of this incident we can do nothing but tell you your punishment. Dumbledor, the headmaster at Hogwarts has agreed to help us out with this case and you will be helping clean the castle every night for the first four months of your stay." You held your jaw in from dropping just so you wouldnt show them how miserable you were.


"Yes Sir." You said as politely as possible a hint of sarcasm sneaking through and he caught it sending you a glare that could kill.


"Good then, your to report to him for your nightly dutys and here is your wand back." You got up and grabed it since he was now back to writing in more papers. He didnt even look up as you waited for the last four words you wanted to hear most.


"Your free to go." He said annoyed and the door opened with a swing of his wand. You smiled as you walked to the elevator holding back screaming with joy, where memos were flying around a few times you ducked so they wouldnt take your eyes out. Once the door shut you jumped and screamed quietly. "Yes!" they couldnt take this one away form you.


'God, I hate that guy.' You thought.


You got to the main lobby where you could see a statue of what was once a golden house elf, centaur, and witch fountain was basically now the base of it. Walking to a fireplace you threw floo powder in and said loudly "Hidawel Mansion!"


You could feel the spinning beginning as you closed your eyes instantly from habits. It always gave you this lightheaded feeling that made you want to puke. It stopped instantly sending you on the marble floor of one of the many rooms of the Mansion. This was your parents friends house, they were snoody and uptight just like your parents. Luckily they had no kids of their own but they treated you all right. They ignored you just like you wanted them too and you pretty much kept to yourself back. Their house was so huge you could live there forever and they probably wouldnt notice. They always kept you on the west side of the house, the darkest part of the house where they kept everything unwanted at stored neatly in the mansions many rooms. They gave you an old Victorian room with a slay bed made of cherry wood. The walls were candlelight off white and seemed to liven up every time the windows were open and you let the warm summers air in. You walked quietly there as possible, past the upstairs rooms, the tearooms, and the study and past pretty much anything interesting in the house. All the way to the farthest left side of the house were the marble floors were only mopped every once and a while compared to every day like the other east side. You turned the old-fashioned doorknob to your room and walked in crashing on your bed after opening the window. Relief of not getting something terribly bad like cleaning up muggle play grounds or something nasty Mr. Hidawel said you could get, flooding over you.


(I enjoyed writing that..) It wasn't that bad (thanks..) No problem
I didn't like it... (*takes out shotgun and laughs evily*)
Thanks for reading! Hope you liked this one! The second one should be out by tomorrow! on the 19th! If you liked this message me and tell me your opinions. This might have been borning and what not but its the start.

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