A Confused
Student
Author: Dr. Armageddon Endikut
Date: 12-07-01 08:30
One of the new Ravenclaws, a Douglas Terbeek, approached the head table and asked, "May I borrow the Sorting hat? I think it may be wrong about the big kid Chris Lostark," he said.
"He was sorted a Ravenclaw, so he must be one," Dumbledore said.
"Out of the question," McGonagall said.
"Why not humor the boy, he's a first year, he should know the sorting hat is never wrong," I said before cutting my chicken.
"Fine, throw tradition out the window," McGonagall said cutting into her dinner.
"Well, the best teacher is experience," I said.
"Shhh, if the students find out we will be out of jobs," said Flitwick.
Doug went to his table with the sorting hat and placed it on Lostark's head. "RAVENCLAW!" the hat said. Doug removed the hat and placed it back on the giant's head. "RAVENCLAW!" the hat said louder than ever. McGonagall was getting tired of it quickly and went to retrieve the hat. Doug, confused, removed the hat and placed it back on the kid's head again. "I STAND BY THIS SORT! THIS ONE IS A RAVENCLAW!" the hat said before what sounded like a rasberry.
"I think that is enough playing with the sorting hat," Professor McGonagall said taking the hat from Doug's hands who was going for a fourth time.
"Thanks, some kids just can't trust an old hat these days!" said the hat.
I went back to my chicken, chuckling.
Re: An Introduction
Author: Samantha Thatcher
Date: 12-07-01 18:27
Samantha grinned at Majandra. "So Gryffindor is the best house at Hogwarts, eh? Surprised I made it here 'en!" She joked.
Majandra laughed. "Well, you're more than worthy enough for this house! After what you did to Malfoy on the train...Scared the pants of 'im I think!"
"Hmm...Seems tha' no'un likes this Malfoy kid. I cin see why; shovin' gurls around like 'e does! I think some'un needs ta teach 'im a few leasons in manners!" Samantha stuffed some food in her mouth.
"Well," Harry cut in. "I don't think anyone here is more qualified than you Samantha!"
She smiled and noticed Majandra looking down the table. Samantha followed her gaze and saw one of the twins staring at her. Embarrassed, he quickly turned his attention back to his plate. But she was still watching him.
"Always has ta be one.."
"What was that Samantha?" Ron asked and Sam turned to him.
"Nothing....Um..I assume that you're related ta those twins down there?" Samantha jerked her head in their direction.
Ron wrinkled his brows. "Who? Fred and George? Yeah, they're my older brothers. Seventh years."
"Seventh years? Well fancy that...So am I..." She looked down at the two again and sure enough the boy's attention was back on her. So she flashed him a warm smile.
Hat Tricks
Author: Aradia Forest
Date: 12-08-01 07:26
I sit down and am instantly made welcome by several Ravenclaws, including Skyra, who I met on the train, and Lostark, who I recognize from Diagon Alley.
"Hello! Hello Everyone! I'm Aradia...pleased to meet you...pass me the Yorkshire Puddings! They look awesome!" I dig into the food. I am STARVING. After a while, some boys start looking at Lostark, who is exceptionally tall. One boy inststs that Lostark must be in the wrong house - shouldn't he be in Slytherin? Eventually they get the Sorthing Hat back and repeatedly put it on the giant. Without fail the hat yells RAVENCLAW... I can tell he is getting annoyed and after the fourth of fifth time the teachers. Helping myself to pumpkin juice and more food I dig in and talk happily with the other students.
"This year Ravenclaw is going to take the house cup!" I proclaim. "And win at Quidditch!"
Quidditch
Author: Lostark The Rude
Date: 12-08-01 08:42
"How? Slytherins are nothing but enforcers and a snobby rich brats, and Gryffindor has Harry Potter, the twins, and I have been hearing somethings about their new Keeper. True, Cho is very talented, but it doesn't revolve around the seeker," I said to Aradia.
"Then again, you are the biggest Ravenclaw we ever had," said Doug, the same kid who wondered if I was a Slytherin.
"Do you play Quidditch?" asked Titania.
"Just pickup games in the desert. I played a lot of football," I said.
"Foot-ball?" asked Anastasia.
"An American Muggle version of rugby," I said.
"Rug-bee?" asked Titania.
"All I did was chase a kid with a strange ball, the only ball," I said as all the other Ravenclaws said oh.
"Doesn't sound exciting!" said Doug.
"Well, the Muggles were your size. Pass the chicken," I said.
Someone from the Slytherin table or in their direction tossed a chicken leg at our table. One was chuckling like a hyena. It was Lawrence Stewart, the same whiner from the train. He was showing a very pale young man how brave he was by egging me on. I knew the pale man was Draco Malfoy. I've seen him in the Daily Prophet, grimacing with his teammates.
Welcoming
Amerah
Author: Hannah Abbott
Date: 12-08-01 20:03
"HUFFLEPUFF!" anounced the hat.
Amerah Patterson came running towards the table.
"Welcome to the house Amerah!" called out Hannah as she walked towards Amerah. "I am the house prefect, so if you have any questions feel free to come to me."
Pranks...Maybe
Later
Author: Fred Weasley
Date: 12-08-01 21:49
"Listen, Fred," George started, snatching a dinner roll off a silver platter. "You still want to go through with the lil plan we 'ad? I mean, you've lost us five points already. There'll be 'ell to pay, if you cost us more."
"What are you goin' on about, George?" Fred asked, feigning innocence.
George's eyes went round, "Are you off your trolley, man?"
Fred raised a brow, staring at his brother strangely. Then, he broke into a big grin. "Do you really think we should back off of our plan, George?"
"Yeah. I'm thinkin' so. You shouldn't 'ave started that food riot, though I must admit, it was pretty good!" George slapped his thigh, and gazed down the table at Samantha.
Fred frowned, "Don't even start."
"Now, Freddy, my boy. You know teasing brothers is not my cup of tea!" George grinned, focusing his attention back on his twin.
"Roight. Wotever," Fred shook his head, smiling slightly as he watched Samantha out of the corner of his eye. "I've got another idea, George."
George grinned and leaned in closer, "Oh yeah?"
"Well, our ultimate goal is to tick off Nancy boy over there," Fred said, jerking his thumb in Malfoy's direction. "Why don't we try an' nick his broomstick?"
"Good plan," George agreed.
Fred's gaze shifted back to Samantha's.
"Majandra's wavin' at ya," George stated, giving her a small wave.
"Huh? Wot?" Fred turned his head a little bit, seeing Majandra wave at him. "Oh, 'ello!" He waved back, and then turned back to George. "That girl has got a mighty michievious mind."
"Who? Samantha Thatcher?" George flashed Fred a sweet grin.
"No, you dimwit. Majandra Fine." Fred sighed, reaching for some corn on the cob.
George smiled, "Speaking of mischievious minds. I think it's about time we invent some more joke stuff. But before we do that, I want dessert." George picked up his fork and knife and acted as if he was going to start banging on the table with them as Fred had done earlier. "I'm just pulling your leg, Fred. You're the type to start riots, not me!"
Feastin'
Author: Hagrid
Date: 12-09-01 00:08
Even if you were starving....even if you were so hungry your tummy was wondering if your throat had been cut.....even if your belly had made up its mind that it had obviously been caught up in a famine you wouldn't (once the chance arose) eat 17 chickens, a leg of lamb, 41 pigs trotters and ... an egg.
But then you aren't Hagrid....are you?
Hagrid had chomped away happily and had let the noise and the conversations around him drft over his head.
He felt a vague discomfort somewhere around his middle and loosened his belt a couple of notches.
"Must have bin the egg," he thought to himself. "Yer gotta be careful with eggs cos they can fill yer up an make yer feel bloated."
Turning his attention to the large mug of beer that appeared by his elbow he pondered once again....."Nuffin like a nice drop of ale ter wash yer dinner down with,".....and so began to drink.
And drink.
And drink.
And drink some more (hic)
To con betinued...no...to can tweebinnued..(hic)
(More to come) Hic.
Dinner
Author: Dr. Armageddon Endikut
Date: 12-09-01 00:46
"Are there any other students I should keep an eye on? Other than the twins in Gryffindor?" I said to Snape.
"Harry Potter and Ron Weasley. Hermione Granger is a bit of a know-it-all," Snape said.
"Just Gryffindor? None of the Hufflepuffs or Ravenclaws, or even Slytherins?" I asked.
"Oh, Snape! He isn't found of 'arry Potter," said Hagrid behind a mountian of food.
"He and Weasley do still get into trouble. Draco Malfoy had his fair share of reduced points," McGonagall said.
There was a large belch in Hagrid's direction and some of the students laughed. I smirked. Hagrid set a world record for amount of beer drunk in one breath. "Are you ok?" I asked. Hagrid just collapsed into a pie, probably tired. Flitwick levitated Hagrid's head and I moved the pie.
"What a wonderful example for the students," McGonagall said sarcastically.
"I wish I could do that," said an unknown student.
Catching Up
Author: Hannah Abbott
Date: 12-09-01 05:15
As the students ate and conversed amongst each other, Hannah talked to one of her fellow room mates and compared class schedules.
"I am going to be taking Ancient Runes and Care of Magical Animals as my electives. I figured having a class taught by Hagrid would be a nice break from all our other classes," said Hannah. "Hagrid's class promises to be fun, and easier than other classes," agreed Susan. "I am going to take Muggle Studies as my other elective, they seem like an interesting lot. I never have had to spend any time with them and would like to learn more about them."
Hannah and Susan kept on talking between bites of chicken and potatoes.
"Have you heard anything about who will be the new DADA teacher?" continued Susan.
"No, I haven't. I hope the new one doesn't turn out be anything like the previous ones," was Hannah's reply.
Thoughts
Author: Clara Devaki
Date: 12-09-01 10:48
Clara Devaki's green eyes glistened with darkness as she surveryed the scene in front of her. A couple seats down sat Draco Malfoy and his friends, Crabbe and Goyle. Next to her sat Tempest Asiling, her best friend. She then scowled as her eyes took her to look at the table next to theirs. The Gryffindor table.
"Such goodness!" She thought to herself as she began to think of everything that had happened last year. The Dark Lord had risen again. She found it hard to hide the pleasure she felt from that thought. She then smiled at the thought off all the mudbloods that the Dark Lord would eventually dispose of. The less mudbloods the better in her opinion.
Clara and Tempest snickered when McGonagall took points from Gryffindor because of the chanting. They grinned at each other when the food appeared and began to eat.
Boredness
Author: Samantha Thatcher
Date: 12-09-01 19:55
Samantha stretched and put her arms behind her head. "I can't eat another bite! I'm as stuffed as a turkey!"
Ron poked Samantha's tummy. "Naw, you still got room for more!" He laughed.
"Very funny!" Samantha brushed his hand away. "When's this feast goin' ta be o'er eh? I want ta go check this place out!"
Picking up a roll Hermione looked over. "Well you're just going to have to be patient Samantha. The feast lasts a while...Everyone has to eat you know."
Groaning Samantha laid on the table, resting her cheek on her fisted hand. She picked up her fork and played with her food.
Ahh (hic)
Author: Hagrid
Date: 12-09-01 20:25
The ale goes down a treat and I begin ter feel a bit peckish again.
It's funny but I seem ter be gettin' the odd stare......anyone would think I burped at the table.....as if.
The second helping(s) of chicken(s) appears in a pile on me plate.
The food at Hogwarts is the very best anywhere. (hic)
Suddenly Shy
Author: Majandra
Date: 12-09-01 20:50
After the initial introduction to Samantha, Majandra's shyness around strangers surfaces. Saying nothing else to the newcomer, Majandra listens to the conversations around her, only occassionally speaking to friends.
Being the
Bigger Man
Author: Lostark The Rude
Date: 12-09-01 23:30
Lawrence Stewart was chuckling like a wild hyena. I saw a green grape, and I wondered if I should turn it into an ape. Then I decided to just eat the grape, but I did turn some water into milk. I startled him before by transfiguring a door into a wooden golem. I grabbed another chicken leg, my twenty-first so far. "With all you ate, I'm surprised you didn't blow up. I'm Sykra," she said. Lucky for us the plates kept on filling. So, others can eat. One Ravenclaw, Sykra told me was named Adam, was very quiet and only had six chicken legs. Must not be hungry.
Strategies
Author: Aradia Forest
Date: 12-10-01 07:00
I look at Lostark. Can he really be that pessimistic?
"So what if they have Harry? I don't doubt his - or anyone else's - ability, but as you say, there is more to winning than the Seeker. And if our competitors are tough- all the better! With practice and skill we can still win! I, for one, will not just give up and LET them win! Not without a fight anyway - a fair one, of course. One thing is certain, if we all have the resigned attitue that you do, Lostark, we WILL lose!" I put down the goblet I was holding with a meaningful thud. Then I glanced over my shoulder to the Gryffindor table. Oh yes, the competition this year will be tight. Nevertheless, I intend to lead Ravenclaw to a win, but I will do so fairly, and with honour. Any less is no victory at all.
Re: Strategies
Author: Sykra Sawyer
Date: 12-10-01 09:48
Sykra couldn't believe what she had just heard come out of the new Ravenclaw's mouth. "Aradia is exactly right!" she said in agreement. "Going out without a fight just isn't how we Ravenclaws do things! Plus Cho here is just as good a seeker as Potter! He just gets lucky!"
Cho blushed. "Oh Sykra!" She laughed. "You're not such a bad chaser!"
Sykra grinned. "Wotever. I'm likely to fall off my broom!" She laughed. "We also have a couple of good beaters!" She gestured towards Adam and Lilah. "Anyways, Lostark, as Aradia said, with an attitude like that we're sure to lose! So get a better attitude 'n' cheer us on to victory!" They all cheered then laughed and ate some more.
Annoyed
Author: Minerva McGonagall
Date: 12-10-01 18:57
McGonagall stood up and walked over to the Ravenclaw table. The look on her face swam somewhere between annoyance and anger.
She stood next to Lostark, who looked up at her quizzically.
"No magic in the hall, Mr. Lostark. Five points from Ravenclaw," she paused as the other Ravenclaw's around him stared between she and Lostark. "You'll do well in not performing magic outside of class for the time being. Especially, not in here." She turned and left.
Morning Deliveries
Author: Owl Post
Date: 12-10-01 21:05
Remember! The morning meal is when the deliveries usually occur. So if you want to get those notes or packages get them to us soon.
Neville will be getting his typical "left something behind and Grandma had to send it" owl. Hermione will be getting her "Daily Prophet". We've an order or two already...
Don't be left out! (of course not everyone needs something every time!) Let's also pace ourselves... We don't want a mess of sick owls at Hagrids Hut.
If Given
a Second Chance
Author: Adam Higginton-Smythe
Date: 12-10-01 23:22
"Professor McGonagall."
The professor froze in mid step, and turned slowly expecting a rebellious answer to her removal of five points from the fair Ravenclaw house. The students of the table closed their mouth's and jerked their heads...at Adam.
"Mr. Higgington-Smythe, I believe you have something on your mind?" The professor seemed extremely aggitated and even worse, uncompromising. Adam stood slowly to meet her glare. He instead added a special pinch of innocence to his look, "I apologize for the actions of our fellow Ravenclaw Christopher here. I absolutely support the exercising of punishment for rule breaking and would usually applaud your removel of points from Ravenclaw, or any house for that matter, but I argue that the situation does not require a punishment. Christopher is a new student to Hogwarts, and the rules are not familiar quite yet for him. Please Professor McGonagall, reconsider. I believe this to be an excellent and proper warning that he will take with him for the remander of his schooling at Hogwarts. His attempt at Transfiguration didn't even succeed-"
"That is hardly the point! Transfiguration is serious business Mr. Higgington-Smythe and you of all stu-" Professor McGonagall's face began to fade into a scarlett much alike that of the Gryffindor decoration red. Adam panicked hoping she was not becoming extremely mad and interrupted, "I apologize for interrupting you Professor. It is not the point, I agree. I only ask if you might consider awarding back the lost point. It is not the easiest thing wearing new robes (Adam meant this in more ways than one...) and surely one will forget and act out in a situation, even it is not them. Christopher has erred, but he is not well educated in our rules yet. I assure you Professor...please?"
Huh? I Was
Just Thinking
Author: Lostark The Rude
Date: 12-11-01 01:12
"How did she know I was just thinking of making a grape golem and knew I made a wooden golem on the train?" I said to my fellow Ravenclaws. They shrugged, but were more angry at my lack of team spirit. "I'm sorry about the points and the lack of team spirit. Maybe I might gain us some points with my skills in Transfiguration class?" I said optimistically.
"You would probably have to be able to turn a tick into an elephant," Doug said.
"I did that once, last year, at Cowboils," I said remembering the mayhem it caused. My mom convinced the local muggles it was a run away elephant and not a former tick. "I promise to be more optimistic," I said to my fellow housemates.
