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I am SO sorry for taking so long with this chapter! School, homework, school, homework <- blame them not me... :d But anyway, here is chapter 8, which is mega-super-ultra long, so that makes up for it right? THANKYOU everyone for reading and commenting <3
It definitely makes up for it! (Though, we'd have forgiven you more if victor had been involved..}
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‘Ten to seven already!’ Mr Burke exclaimed, glancing at his wristwatch. ‘Oh dear, you may actually be the last to arrive.’
Amara saw him smirk out of the corner of her eyes.
Of course he would do it on purpose, **grumbles under breath about prats**.
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The gigantic front doors opened and a feeble orange light shone onto the otherwise dim morning, outlining the figure of someone standing in the entrance. Whoever it was started making their way towards them.
Ooooh...all creepy. Perfect mood!
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‘Ah, that should be Professor Karkaroff,’ said Mr Burke, nodding as he approached them.
**stabs Karkaroff** Never liked him...
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Mr Burke returned the greeting, then turned to Amara with a sneer. ‘Well, I must be off, Amarantha. I will leave you to Professor Karkaroff’s assistance, then.’ He nodded at the Headmaster again and disappeared with a twirl.
With a sneer?! Is he actually being nicer to Karkaroff than his own adoptive daughter?! I can't believe this! (Well, I can, but I don't want to...)
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‘Well, well,’ Karkaroff said, looking down at Amara with a cold smile. ‘Not very punctual, are we? Students usually arrive half an hour before the gates close. I would have thought you’d know that.’
AND HOW COULD SHE HAVE POSSIBLY KNOWN THAT YOU LITTLE...er-....TWIT!
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‘I do not normally have to greet the laggards myself,’ he went on, pocketing his wand. ‘And I assure you laziness is not put up with in this school. Now let me not keep you waiting any longer.’
Don't you dare call my Amara a laggard!!
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He strode off towards the gates and Amara followed grudgingly. It was even colder inside for some reason. The entrance hall was vast, with empty marble walls and a lit chandelier dangling from the ceiling. There were staircases in corners, and corridors leading off on all sides.
I bet it was colder because of all the cold hearts there....(I am being very biased against Durmstrang aren't I?)
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Karkaroff steered left and went down a dark hallway lit only by a few torches hanging in their brackets. Every now and then they passed a portrait with the occupant either snoring or mumbling to themselves, but they met no ghosts, no trick steps, no walls pretending to be doors.
Love the way you keep bringing Hogwarts to her mind. Durmstrang sounds so...well, empty and cold.
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The sound of talk soon reached their ears and sure enough, they soon arrived in a large hall with multiple tables standing vertically, and another one standing horizontally at the far end. It was brighter in here, but still as cold.
Love the imagery!
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She’d read that at Hogwarts, students were sorted at the start of term, but there was no sign of any Sorting Ceremony here. Maybe they did it later? People often complained that at Hogwarts they were sorted too early, after all...
I had wondered about that...
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Looking up and down the table, Amara saw that everyone was already sitting with their own group of friends, talking in Baltic languages, sometimes in others, and she caught a snatch of what sounded like Welsh at the table opposite her, but no one spoke to her. She guessed none of them were very good at English, and of course, there was the fact that she was new here.
I hated that, when I started at a new school, every one had their own friends and were very unwilling to share them...
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The start-of-term feast finished in silence for Amara, and then the Headmaster got up and addressed the school with a smile, but his eyes showed no sign of warmth.
Le sigh... this makes me want Dumbledore.
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‘Welcome, welcome back,’ he said, looking at the students as if he’d much rather be sending them away. ‘So, for all the newcomers, I would like to make clear a few things:
Make things clear? Like what? The fact that your a dirty little Bass Tart?
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‘Firstly, you should know that lessons here start at seven straight away, every day except for the start of term, of course. You will go to your first lessons right after I have finished – Professor Kysley, if you would hand out the timetables to the students? Now, all the basic school rules, you should also know – no duelling in the corridors, being on time for lessons, and not forcing clothes onto the house-elves are some of them. I assure you, any crook who wastes time trying to oppose the school regulations will be disciplined – and by that, I do not mean dusting the library books or cleaning bedpans.’ He bared his yellow teeth at them when he said this, and a sort of unanimous shiver ran through the hall.
he makes me think of filch.
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‘The last thing I wish to inform – or remind you of,’ he continued, ‘is the most important. We all remember Stanislav Videnov, who was dared to swim in the Lake Gjende. No one ever saw him whole after that. The Kraken that lives in the Gjende is not to be disturbed, and as all of you know how much I would hate if it got you in its clutches, I advise you not to go near it.
A kraken!? I want one! But poor Stanislav....
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‘Hey!’ the girl said indignantly, turning round and holding her fists out in a martial arts-sort of pose.
She just became my instant favorite of students at Durmstrang (aside from Amara)
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‘Oh,’ the girl said, letting her hands fall to her sides. She brushed her short blonde pigtails behind her. ‘Sorry, I thought you were one of them,’ she whispered, glancing at the older girls who were continuing their pushing and shoving. ‘That was my defence pose, see, I use it to scare the bullies off.’ She nodded knowingly.
Defence? Do you mean defense or is this another one of those words that can be spelled differently?
Anyway, how often does that actually work?
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‘I was supposed to go to Hogwarts, since I’m from England but my – adoptive parents decided they should send me to Durmstrang instead.’
You'll be there Amara, you'll get to Hogwarts somehow, but apparently not in this chapter...
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Posters of famous Quidditch players and musicians winked down at them, a few instruments lay in one corner, there was a bookshelf covering half a wall, a picture of a cat with ‘LOST, 10G REWARD IF FOUND’ scribbled underneath was already pinned to the notice board,
yes, out of that whole paragraph, all I got was the poor lost cat...
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‘Nice, isn’t it?’ the girl said. ‘My sister says there’s...’ Her words were drowned out by a loud rumble of thunder, followed quickly by a flash of light. It started to rain.
She must really look up to her sister...
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‘No, mine’s Dark Arts,’ Amara replied, as they reached their dormitory and, spotting their trunks, started fishing in them for their books and quills. ‘Know if it’s any good?’
It's dark arts, of course it's no good!
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Professor Kysley allowed a few moments to pass in embarrassing silence for Amara, then went on: ‘I do not accept students into my class if they are late, and I will make no exception for you. You will stay outside until the next lesson, and you have detention.’
my point exactly, never a good class...
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Detention. And she hadn’t been there an hour. Amara could already see it, a trophy bearing her name and saying “Failure as a Witch on Her First Day of School”. She’d be written down in history.
I bet you're not the first one to feel that way!
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And not to mention, she felt like Levitating that curt look off Professor Kysley’s face (since the only spell she could fully perform yet was the Levitating Charm). She glanced at the timetable in her hand again: she had Dark Arts everyday! How could she survive seeing his face every single school day?
DO IT!!!!
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For a moment Amara considered running away, to the East Wing at least, but then her detention would be worse, and the Headmaster had already said detentions were much worse than cleaning without magic. She wondered what kind of detention it would be, imagining all kinds of torture and hoping she was only over-imagining things.
They could possibly make a detention like that right?
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‘But – no one ever dares to get detention here, they say it’s too bad.’
Who says that? And uh-oh....
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‘I’m so sorry!’ Karina suddenly said. ‘It’s all my fault, I shouldn’t have told you good luck!’
‘What?’ Amara looked at her, confused.
‘It’s me, whenever I tell people good luck, they’ve been getting bad luck, lately!’
Oh Karina....
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What looked like two dwarf-like creatures sat on a bench, grumbling and scowling. They wore red hats and their fingers were long with sharp claws. A few feet in front of them lay what looked like a carcass of a dead animal.
I felt bad for those animals, until I discovered about the hat things...
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A particularly tall boy with dark hair raised his hand. ‘Because,’ he said, in a thick Russian accent. ‘If the blood on their hats dries off, they die.’
It's just gross...
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The teacher, a middle-aged, balding man with a bored expression, didn’t even introduce himself. He told them to open their book and read out whole pages with minuscule writing throughout the whole lesson.
Sounds like my math teacher...
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Professor Ecklund, who looked around her late-twenties, turned out to be the nicest teacher Amara had come across that morning, and she even hinted how she’d actually preferred to have taught at Hogwarts. They started on an easy Reducing Charm, and by the end of the lesson almost everyone had managed to empty their glass of water.
My favoritist professor at Durmstrang now!
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Professor Siroth, on the other hand, was quite the contrary; his voice carried all across the corridor when he spoke, and no sooner had they started a simple Preserving Solution had he shouted his head off at someone who had turned on the fire before putting in his chopped Flobberworms.
sounds like my science teacher..
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All in all, Amara was glad when the day was finally over; she already had an essay on the House-elf Treaty and three diagrams to fill in for Magical Creatures, and Karina told her they had a Dark Arts essay for the day after as well, and with all that and the detention on her mind, she happily flopped down onto her bed after finishing her homework and having dinner. Not noticing how cold or hard the bed was, she fell asleep quickly, to the whistling of the wind outside and the low lament of the Kraken swimming in the Gjende.
Eerie noise to fall asleep too....
I love it!!! (As usual)
Keep it up, I mean it! (though I understand if it's latw 'cause of school and stuff...