|Harry Potter and the Mystery of Hogwarts
Author: CrystalSparks PM
Harry Potter comes back to school to find a transfer student, Catherine Saber, there. Then Dumbledore tells one person from each house that there are actual heirs of the founders. The question is: Who?Rated: Fiction K - English - Adventure - Chapters: 5 - Words: 10,565 - Reviews: 11 - Favs: 4 - Follows: 4 - Updated: 11-13-04 - Published: 10-05-04 - id: 2083805
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Disclaimer: I do NOT own ANYTHING below except dear old Catherine, Nymphadora Sparks, Crystal, Kevin, and all the rest of the Sparks.
Author's Note: Lalala. This is a really weird chapter. The twists, I don't know how I got. Read on to try and understand the incomprehensibles!
Crystal sat at the Ravenclaw Table, listening to Terry Boot's undying chatter. "Good for you, Terry," she said boredly, gazing longingly at the Gryffindor Table where Kevin and Ginny were talking. "Listen, I'm going to be right back, okay?" Nodding, Terry went on, telling Amanda Brocklehurst about the greatest news he had ever received in his life.
Crystal arrived at her old table and cleared her throat. Kevin looked up, and his eyes brightened as he saw his sister. Ginny grinned from ear to ear. "Mind if I sit here?" the golden-haired girl asked with a small smile.
"Absolutely not," Kevin and Ginny replied in unison, sliding over closer to their neighbors (in Ginny's case, Ron, and in Kevin's, Lavender Brown) to make room for Crystal. She gratefully sat down and waved at Dean, who was talking to Parvati.
"So what's happening?" Crystal questioned her two friends as Dean grinned. "In Ravenclaw, all they talk about is study, study, study! I need some gossip!" Ginny shot off with the news of Draco Malfoy and Catherine Saber going to the Halloween Ball together.
Crystal snorted. "Well, that's obvious. No one else would want to go to the ball with Saber except Malfoy," she remarked.
"And Ron," Kevin added.
"And Zabini," Ginny said, but that led for Crystal to ask even more questions.
"So, does he have a date for the ball?" she said, her eyebrow arched perfectly.
"No," Ginny answered. "Why do you ask? You're not thinking of—"
"No way!" Kevin cried. "Crysie's not as stupid as she seems."
"Thanks a lot, Kev," Crystal grumbled. "And Gin, my bro's right. NO WAY!"
Ginny and Kevin burst out in laughter. "Fine, fine. I was just asking," the redheaded girl said sheepishly. Smiling in satisfaction at her friend's response, Ginny dug into her turkey.
Finally noticing something, Harry tilted his head toward them. His face showed total surprise. "Crystal! You're here again!" he exclaimed in shock.
"Did you ever doubt it?" Hermione said to him, grinning at the ex-Gryffindor.
"Well, now that I think of it, no," the Boy Who Lived answered, nudging Ron.
"Oh! Hi, Crys," the youngest Weasley boy greeted one of his sister's best friends. "How's it in Ravenclaw?"
"Absolutely terrible," Crystal said forlornly. "They have no sense of fun! As I said, all they talk about is—"
"Study, study, study," Kevin chanted. "I'm so not surprised to hear that." Hermione, Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Crystal laughed. "That wasn't funny," the fifteen-year-old said defensively.
"Yes, it is," Crystal contradicted.
"No, it wasn't."
"Does this happen all the time?" Hermione said exasperatedly.
"Yep," Ginny replied.
"I'm glad I don't have a twin," Ron said thankfully.
"You won't be when you see Fred and George at Christmas," Harry told him.
"Speaking of Christmas," Crystal said, cutting off on Kevin and her argument. "Are you all staying at the school?"
"Yeah," Ron replied. "Dumbledore said that most of the students are staying 'cause of You-Know-Who. He took over Durmstrang three days ago, remember?" Crystal nodded grimly. "Well, so Mum, Dad, Fred, George, and the rest are coming here, all except Percy. He can't bear to leave his precious Fudge in the Ministry all alone. Pish-posh. There're thousands of workers there! I bet he's afraid of us."
"I highly doubt it, Ron," Hermione said strictly, but smiling all the while. It grew faint as somebody stepped behind Harry.
"Zabini, why can't you leave us alone for just one day?" Kevin asked exasperatedly. His twin sister's senses sharpened as she heard her arch nemesis's name being mentioned. Turning around, the Ravenclaw looked up at the shadowy face of Blaise Zabini.
"What're you doing here, anyway? I thought Slytherins and Gryffindors didn't mingle together," Harry said, scratching his head. He didn't hate other Slytherins as much as he did Malfoy.
"It's a free country," Blaise replied promptly, sneering. "Can't a sixteen-year-old walk around his own school without getting yelled at?"
"'Fraid not, Zabini," Crystal said, rolling her eyes. "I never knew you were a Yank."
"I'm not," Blaise snapped. "Anyway, I came to—"
"Ask Crystal to the ball?" Ginny teased. Her golden-haired friend elbowed her. Reddening slightly, the tall Slytherin continued.
"I came to deliver a message from Draco," he said quietly.
"What does he want to tell us?" Hermione snorted. Her hatred for the amazingly handsome Slytherin was stronger than ever, now that he was going to the Halloween Ball with the stunning girl that dared to come across Ron.
"Just let him continue, Herms," Ron soothed, but glaring at Blaise in turn. "Go on."
"He wants to let you pathetic little Gryffs know that he's found the Lily," Blaise muttered. "Whatever that means."
Harry's eyes grew wide as he nodded to Ron and Hermione. Crystal, Ginny, Kevin, and Blaise looked at them questioningly. Shaking his head, the Boy Who Lived quickly asked, "Who is it?"
"Do you think the King of Slytherin would tell me?" Blaise snorted. "He's going to tell his girlfriend first, I'd bet." Crystal couldn't help but see the flash of his eyes. Was she mistaken, or was that a flicker of jealousy? She smirked to herself.
"You like her, don't you?" she said casually, turning to her arch nemesis. The Slytherin looked astonished. "You do, I can tell."
"Whom, may I ask?" was his cool reply.
"Saber. Catherine. Whatever."
"What ever made you think such a thing?"
"It's obvious! You're jealous of Malfoy!"
"No, I'm not!"
"Yes, you are!"
"No, I'm not!"
"Yes, you are!"
"Hmph!" With that, Blaise trotted to the Slytherin Table, cursing to himself.
"What was that all about?" Kevin questioned.
"Nothing you'd want to know about," Ginny smiled.
"It's obvious, anyway," Crystal told her twin.
"You'll figure it out soon, Kev," Ron said to his oblivious cousin.
"Hopefully," Harry and Hermione managed to add in. The fifteen-year-old, puzzled, turned to his schedule.
"It's Potions first thing in the morning for us," Ginny groaned, looking over her friend's shoulder. "How 'bout you guys?"
"New class," Harry mumbled, handing the schedule over to Crystal.
"Taught by—"the Ravenclaw started, but was cut off by Hermione.
"Professor Nymphadora Black Sparks!" the Gryffindor bookworm exclaimed.
"Mum?!" Kevin and Crystal cried. "But—but—"
"Lucky," Ginny sulked. "She'll go easy on you guys."
"I highly doubt it. Mum believes in equal shares," Kevin said sadly.
"Even for homework," Crystal grumbled. "Let's hope she's got a good lesson in store for us."
"And let's hope that the rest haven't found out," Kevin added. He meant the other six Sparks children attending Hogwarts. Michael (Ravenclaw), and Kelsey (Hufflepuff), had graduated already. The six were the following: Courtney, Slytherin sixth year; Matthew, Slytherin fourth year; Cailyn, Hufflepuff fourth year; Katherine, Hufflepuff third year; Kyle, Gryffindor second year; and Katrina, Ravenclaw first year. Nymphadora and Ricardo Sparks must have been very busy.
Ron checked his watch. "Uh-oh. It's time!" he shouted, and the group divided into two. Kevin and Ginny headed for Potions with Professor Snape, and Crystal and the Golden Trio of Gryffindor hurried off to the new class with Mrs. Sparks.
The classroom for Ancient Magic was on the fifth floor in an old, bare classroom. But now it could hardly be described as 'bare'. It was filled with bookshelves overloaded with books. There were maps of all sizes, desks of all shapes, and everything was bright and cheery, all colorful and airy. At the head of the classroom stood a tall woman with a magnificent head of golden curls, bright blue-green eyes, and soft, creamy skin. She looked about thirty, but was actually years older. This was Nymphadora Sparks, wife to Ricardo Sparks and a mother of ten children. A radiant smile was planted on her lips, and everyone felt at peace with this professor.
"I don't like this one bit," Crystal complained as she eyed a couple of boys at the front who were staring up at her mother. She raised her wand threateningly and they quickly dropped their admiring gazes.
Harry laughed. "Come on, Crys. It's going to be fun," he said, smiling dazzlingly. He waved to Mrs., or now, Professor, Sparks.
"If I catch any of you guys staring at my mom, you're as good as dead," Crystal threatened Ron and Harry ill-temperedly. The Ravenclaw was certainly not in a very good mood.
"Don't worry," Hermione assured her female friend. "They won't be." She glared at her two mates as if daring them to do otherwise.
Once the class quieted down, Crystal's mother (A/N: Whom I will call Professor Sparks from now on) smiled that lovely, peaceful smile that made everyone at ease. "Welcome to your new class. I am Nymphadora Black Sparks, and will now on be called Professor Sparks. I'm your new professor, and also—er—"She looked around at the class, and could only find the golden locks of her most adventurous daughter Crystal out of the ten heads that she was expecting. "Crystal's mother." She waved at the ex-Gryffindor.
Crystal reluctantly waved back and muttered, "Hi, Mum." This seemed to cheer Professor Sparks up greatly and boosted up her confidence. This was the opposite of what Crystal had wished. "Oh, great," she said to herself, so quietly that no one could hear her.
"Today we will learn about ancient spells. Please turn to page five in your textbook, Magic Through the Years by Kelsey Sparks. I'm sure you'll find it most interesting," Professor Sparks said enthusiastically, delighted at her first attempt to teach a class at Hogwarts. She smiled as she said her eldest daughter's name.
The class turned to page five. "Now you will see some of the various spells that you will be learning in this class." Harry saw that all of the spells on that page were ones that he didn't know. Lilus Transportus was one of them, and it could transport any inanimate object to anywhich place the user of the spell wished. The word Lilus brought him back to the Lily. Who was it? How could Malfoy have found her so easily? He turned to the Slytherin third of the room and spotted the shiny white-blonde head of his enemy. Did he even get the right person? So many questions . . .
"Class is dismissed. Next class, you won't need to bring any of your books, but I advise you to study the spells," Professor Sparks told them with a wink. "Crystal, can you stay behind for a minute? You too, Mr. Potter and Miss Saber." Surprised, the Ravenclaw, the Slytherin, and the Gryffindor stayed behind, leaving Ron, Hermione, and Blaise to go without them.
"What did you need us for, Professor Sparks?" Catherine asked politely, evidently trying to act sweet so she wouldn't get in trouble. This was her enemy's mother, and she was obviously the one who had transferred Crystal from Gryffindor to Ravenclaw.
"We'll talk about that matter later, Miss Saber," Professor Sparks said coolly to the student, reading her mind. "Now, Professor Dumbledore has informed me about the heirs of the founders, Merlin, and the other two, whomever they are."
"The Lily and the Keeper of Time," Harry corrected. Crystal looked confused. Professor Sparks explained the matter to her daughter, with Harry dropping in information from time to time.
"So that's what Zabini was talking about!!!!!!!" Crystal cried. "When he told us that Malfoy knew who the Lily was!"
"And that's what Draco told me about. . ." Catherine trailed off.
"Who is it?" Harry demanded the Slytherin Queen. "Who?"
"Miss Saber, we would really appreciate the answer," Professor Sparks urged the sixteen-year-old girl. "Please?"
Nodding as if in a trance, Catherine answered, "It's Pansy. Pansy Parkinson."
Author's Note: O.o Pansy! Isn't that a lovely ending?
Crystal: No way, Jose! You're insane!
CrystalSparks: Thanks a lot, Crys.
Crystal: You're welcome!
Blaise: You people are really weird.
CrystalSparks: Who're you calling weird?
Draco: Who asked you?
Kevin: Shut up for a second! I want to read the chapter again! Mum's here, remember?
CrystalSparks: (sighs) Why did I create him like this?
Crystal: That's my twin brother you're insulting!
Blaise: Like she's supposed to care.
Crystal: (raises fist menacingly) Never provoke a Sparks.
Catherine: (snorts) I'm sooooo scared.
Crystal: (bites her arm) You should be.
Draco and Blaise: SPARKY!
Blaise: Not you, dope.
Crystal: Don't make me angry!
Draco: Why shouldn't we?
Harry: Shh. Gin and everyone else are sleeping.
CrystalSparks: So I'm a nobody now.
Blaise: You're not even in the story!
CrystalSparks: (shuts off switch) G'night!