House Blurring Lines
Original language: English (fanfiction.net/s/5890592/1/Blurring_Hou
original author: Lily Winterwood ( fanfiction.net/u/1071606/Lily_Winterwood)
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Year One, Part III . E
l fall became winter, in the blink of an eye. The leaves of the trees, having turned to shades of red, gold and orange, now fell to the ground and slept under a big blanket of snow.
Arthur was sitting in the great room doing his homework. The door opened and Alfred, running. The U.S. moved quickly toward the Slytherin table, regardless of the ridicule of others, and patted the shoulder of Arthur.
"Hey Artie," he said, with an excited smile on his face.
"Do not call me" said Arthur, irritated,Nataliya Francis and simultaneously raised an eyebrow and laughed. He looked so bad, her cheeks reddening. "You two better keep quiet before they throw a curse."
Alfred laughed. "I want you to know someone, Artie!"
"But," the task, "Arthur managed to mumble before Alfred grabbed his arm and dragged him outside the Great Hall, for fun of everyone else. "HEY! Let go, you idiot! "
" You have to know, have tea and stuff! & Rdquo;
the end, Arthur was drawn to a small hut near the Forbidden Forest.
"Kirkland, eh," said Hagrid, the gamekeeper of Hogwarts, while poníaa boil a pot on the fire. "I met your brothers and your sister. Was not your brother Liam went to work for the Ministry, Department of Control of Magical Creatures Regulacióny? "
" Yes, exactly, "answered Arthur, watching Alfred feed Fang, Hagrid's the big dog.
Hagrid told him to sit next to the giant table. "Then & iquest, how you came into Slytherin? You do not seem the type. "
Arthur shrugged as he sat. "It was the choice of the hat" replied calmly, while Hagrid prepared two cups of tea, "Alfred had declined the offer.
"Well, I never thought I would say this, but the hat you put in the wrong place. Do not know the reputation of the House Slyherin? No wizard or witch who has turned evil, he stopped going to Slytehrin in his time at Hogwarts. "
" But the features of those wizards and witches were similar, as all were ambitious andutes, and Slytherin is looking for those traits. "Arthur took his cup of tea and sipped. He felt the hot tea through his throat. He coughed, and Hagrid's giant hand patted his back.
"Yeah, I guess you're right," growled Hagrid. "But you're not as bad as other Slytherin."
Arthur smiled. "Thanks?" I raised my cup of tea to his lips, but at that moment the door of the hut opened, and Francis and Nataliya stayed in the doorway, looking worried.
"Arthur, Arthur, you have to go back to the castle! "Nataliya's face looked paler than usual, and his hands were balled up.
"Why?" Arthur put down his cup and looked at Alfred and Hagrid.
Francis's eyes looked at him gravely. "Your brother was attacked." ________________________________________
Arawn lying on a bed in the hospital wing, his face and body bruised. Arthur ran to his brother and took her hand.
"What happened?" Questions &; Oacute; at him with horror. Arawn
looked at him, a small smile on his face. "But if my evil little brother" he smiled sideways. "What do you want?"
"Is it true? Someone attacked you? "
Arawn rolled her eyes. "I'm in the hospital, right? What do you think? "
Arthur sat beside his brother. "Can you tell me what happened? Who did it? "
"No idea. I was tired and sat on a chair and suddenly I was in pain, screaming, and some people brought me here, so here I am. "
" Nobody hurt you? How ... no one was there?
"Maybe I saw a tall, dark figure, but I do not know." Arawn shook his head. "Nope." ________________________________________
were dining in silence. Outside, the snow covering every inch.
"The two will leave for holidaysones for Christmas? "asked Arthur Francis and Nataliya, trying to create a little sound of silence.
"Non," replied Francis. Nataliya shook his head and turned his gaze to the Hufflepuff table. Arthur followed his gaze. Ivan was not there.
himself looked at the Gryffindor table. Alfred was silent for once, cutting his steak without comment. The fact that Alfred was silent and was a cause worthy of wonder.
After dinner, Arthur returned to the Slytherin common room. Extending over a leather sofa, closed & amp; oacute; eyes.
Arawn had been attacked by something, "Maybe someone had cursed him without noticing? Or perhaps the chair on which he sat was damn-
Arthur rejoined. ________________________________________
The office door of Professor Wang was ajar, and through it came voices. Arthur peered through the crack and saw the Professor Wang in conversation with Ivan, the boy in Hufflepuff.
"I'm worried about this school, aru," Professor Wang was saying "Too many secrets between the wallis this castle, aru. "
"The chair, Professor," said Ivan. "He attacked the Gryffindor. Could it have been the chair? "
" Who knows, aru? It looks like the chair of the photos, aru. Professor Dumbledore has quarantined the chair, who knows if an innocent student comes and sits in it, aru? "
" Cree is the Chair of Busby, sir? & Rdquo , asked Ivan, and Arthur watched him fiddling with his scarf.
Professor Wang was silent for a long timeand then spoke. His voice belied his true age, hidden under a mask of youth.
"I do not know, aru." ________________________________________
Christmas fell on the castle as snow. The Great Hall was decorated festively with twelve giant trees, all adorned with sparkling fairy lights and candles. Like most of the Slytherins had gone for the holidays, Arthur, Francis and Nataliya almost all the dungeons were free for them.
"Well, Christmas is here and in the dungeons will be only youI, Nataliya and the Prefect, who never actually uses the Common Room "Francis said as he dropped into a chair. With Arthur leaning on him, watched Nataliya knit a scarf, and wrapped around a high-backed chair just in front of them.
"What holidays more enjoyable," said Nataliya, a catlike grin adorning his face.
"Who is that?" Asked Arthur, eating a scone that was looted at breakfast.
"To my brother." Arthur Francis and exchanged glances.
"Bien sûr," Francis said lazily, stretching and then returning to its previous position. Began to play with your hair Arthur.
Arthur's face turned red, which looked very strange under the green glow of the room. "Q-
do you think you're doing?"
"What seems like I'm doing, mon cher?" Francis smiled on one side, giggled Nataliya . ________________________________________
"Joyeux Noël!"
Francis was reached quickly by a pillow from the bed of Arthur.
"Ah, oui, je t'aime aussi."
"Shut up, frog" Arthur rubbed the sleep from his eyes. "Give me back my pillow."
"Non, you gave me, obviously, is my Christmas gift ..."
"It's not! In fact, I took the trouble to buy a gift, now give me my pillow! "
" A cadeau pour moi? "Francis said excited, then plunged into the huge pile of gifts-most a, of course, allgirls who had been seduced in the first half of the year.
Arthur turned his attention to his own pile of gifts. The top package was Nataliya.
Francis looked over a half-opened package of what looked like a box of chocolates Bulgarians. "A stuffed unicorn," she asked.
"Hey, it's cute!" Arthur said, and hugged the stuffed animal. Leaving aside, selected the following package. Erin was.
I had woven a bright green scarf, and came with a note that dECIA: "Wishing you a Merry Christmas to the black sheep of the family. With love, Erin. "
Peter gave him a box of sweets Bertie Bott's Every Flavor. Arthur made a mental note to let the flavors Alfred disgusting.
Liam gave him a miniature model of a unicorn. Arthur smiled, appreciating the little things that his brothers did, even when they were never tell.
Francis had given her a box of French truffles. "There are ... mixed with something, right?" Said Arthur, looking at the box and then into French sospechosamente.
"Non, why would ruin a chocolate so perfect?" Francis laughed, turning to his gifts. "Mon Dieu, I have too many chocolates. You gotta help me eat, if I eat them all get fat. "
Arthur looked back at her gifts. Hagrid had given him a can of biscuits, which Arthur could not eat without having toothaches. Alfred gave him a book about magical creatures strangest in the world, and a box of Earl Grey.
"Arthur, merci beaucoup for the book The Best of British food," said FrancisSuddenly, holding the book with a slight nausea expression on his face. "Surely I will have nightmares for weeks."
"Oh, calm down."
The door opened and Nataliya. "Thanks for the chocolates and roses, Arthur." He said with a smile.
"Ah, yes, is delighted to remain always in bloom," said Arthur, with a slight shade of pink appeared on her cheeks. Francis
raised an eyebrow. "Qu'est-ce que c'est? "Our Artie, being romantic?"
Nataliya rolled her eyes. & LDQuo; Honestly, Francis. You're so egocentric. By the way, thanks for the camera. "
" Ah, Oui. Do you know how to set it to moving pictures? "
" No, do you teach? "
" Of course. "Francis smiled sideways. Arthur did not want to Nataliya was going to do with your camera, so do not even bother to ask.
"Ivan gave you something," asked Arthur.
"Yes, a sunflower." Arthur and Francis looked at each other, Both trying not to laugh. ________________________________________
Alfred was waiting for breakfast. "Merry Christmas!" He exclaimed. "Thanks for the game so great, Nat and Francis!"
"De rien," Francis said casually, eating their eggs.
"And Arthur, uh ... thanks for the book of horror stories."
Arthur smiled sideways. "Yes, at least with these will have a real excuse to scare you."
A sudden shadow fell on them. Nataliya turned and jumped onand the person who cast the shadow. "Ivan," cried, hugging the bewildered boy.
"Oh, Nat, Can you please drop? I think you broke one of my ribs. " Nataliya
head stubbornly refused. "Nyet, brother, I'll never let go."
"But ... But sister, I can not breathe!"
Alfred, Arthur and Francis laughed. "It is almost wicked to see how much I enjoy seeing this," Francis said, still laughing. ________________________________________
How there were so few andtudents in school, the House tables had been replaced by a single table for dinner that night. Francis could not even complain about the Christmas dinner, or maybe it was because someone had mixed her whiskey pumpkin juice.
"Crackers!" Said Professor Dumbledore after dessert and away the dishes. "Merry Christmas, everyone!" Arthur opened a
with Francis. The cookie was a loud BANG! and let out a pirate hat and a model of a pirate ship float. Grabbing his hat, Arthur, put on his head. Francis winked.
"You'll be a sexy pirate," said smiling sideways.
opened another with Alfred, which contained a hat marked "muggle aviator cap." Alfred put it, complementing her jacket perfectly.
"Hey Artie, you want to come to the Gryffindor Tower with me?" He said as Dumbledore began to order all in one round to sing Christmas carols. "Fred and George make a party, locked in his habitacióny Percy've got a little extra food in the kitchen."
"Une fête?" Said Francis who had been listening. & Amp; ldquo; Sounds fun, non? "
" Da, we "agreed Nataliya. ________________________________________
Gryffindor Tower was well decorated and cozy. The red and gold ornaments, and pictures of famous Gryffindor were on the walls. A cheery fire crackled in the fireplace.
"Hey Alfred!" A very red-haired boy greeted him. "How nice to see you again, but why did you bring a Slytherin?"
"these guys are nice-Slytehrin as nice as can be." Alfred smiled enthusiastically. & Ldquo; This is Artie Kirkland. "
"It's Arthur, actually." Shorts Arthur.
"Call Artie" Alfred laughed, and Arthur looked at him badly. "And these two are friends: Francis Bonnefois - Yes, it's French-and Nataliya Arlovskaya."
The boy smiled. "Well, Welcome to the Gryffindor Tower! I Gred Weasley, and this, here - another guy that was identical to first joined them, "is my brother, Forge."
Arthur laughed. "Hi, Fred and George & RDQuo;.
The two looked at him. "Did you hear about us?" Fred (or was it George?) Asked, eyes wide, staring innocently.
"You two are always out there," Arthur looked at the tables, which were filled with food. "Who else is? And how the hell took so much food without calling someone's attention? "
" It's a secret "they both said simultaneously. ________________________________________
On the way back to the dungeons of Slytherin, the tris passed through the great hall. The doors were open, but inside the lights were dim.
At the sound of voices, the three were crouched behind a nearby statue. Were left until after the deadline in the Gryffindor Tower and the last thing they needed was being caught lurking in the night during Christmas vacation.
"The chair must be moved from the cells," said a voice.
"Professor Snape is!" Whispered Nataliya. Francis made a noise to be quiet.
"I know, Severus, but no ning & amp, desktop search, No more appropriate place. Many students do not bother to stay in the dungeons, so there is every chance that the chair wins another victim. "Professor Dumbledore's voice could be heard, even sober after the large quantity of mead he had drunk at dinner.
"Yao has found a more appropriate place for the chair?"
"Not yet. I hope I can find a place soon, because ... "Dumbledore sighed, and the three students now struggling against panic as the two teachers were placed before him, Snape closing puErtas as if to leave.
"Why?"
"Harry Potter Hogwarts begins next year. Should you find a chair and accidentally sat on it, we are all doomed. "
continues: (Part Four)
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