Date: Thu, 2 Oct 2014 00:33:34 +0200
From: Kristina Johansen <spurvelarv_kristina@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Espen Norum Cronicles, Chapter One: I'm Dennis, Dennis Creevey

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Chapter 1: I'm Dennis, Dennis Creevey.

"Hurry! Get on the train before it leaves! Write as often as you can and
tell me about your days, OK?"

"Yeees mom, I'll write you tomorrow to tell you about which house I got in
and- PLEASE DON'T! People are watching!" Espen cried out protest as his mom
planted a big kiss on his cheeks before giving him a big hug.

"Be safe and behave, you hear me! I don't want to get any letters from the
school telling me you've given someone potatoes for ears. Now get on the
train." she said as she guided him on board. Espen smiled to his mom and
tried not to notice her tears before hopping onto the train dragging his
giant suitcase after him in one hand and carrying the cage of his Owl, Hugo
in the other. Moments after he was on board the train, it started moving
and he could see his mom standing there all alone. He looked around on the
other parents standing around her, all in pairs and waving to their
children as they rolled past.

Madeleine Ambroise, was a pure-blood witch and had attended Beauxbatons in
her youth. After graduation she visited other countries with her
friends. It was at their visit to Norway to learn about the Norwegian troll
tribes, that she had met Esbjørn Norum. He was a muggle and was clueless
to magic. But she fell in love with him the moment she laid eyes on
him. Her other pure-blood friends didn't approve of her love for a muggle,
so Madeleine decided to leave her so called friends and stay in the
Norwegian village with Esbjørn, who had grown fond of her as
well. During those summer months they got as close as two people can be and
they conceived a child together, but their love wasn't destined to last. As
most of the Norwegian villages, fishing was one of the most important
incomes of food there, and Esbjørn was a fisherman by tradition. He had
ventured out to sea with three other men and never returned. The sea had
claimed them as it had many other brave men and women. Devastated and
heartbroken she went Paris to resume the life she had left behind while
being with Esbjørn. Months later she gave birth to a healthy baby boy
and named him Espen Aidan Norum, to honor the man she had fallen hopelessly
in love with in a small village in Norway. She Later applied for an
internship in the Ministry of Magics department for the Regulation and
Control of Magical Creatures, in England.

Espen had grown up with the knowledge of his parents history and his dads
death at sea. His mom never found another man to love, and Espen grew up
without a father. The day Espen's letter from Hogwarts arrived months
earlier, his mom were overjoyed. They set out to Diagon Alley days later to
pick up books and other school stuff, but most importantly a wand! Espen
had tried seven wands before finding the one for him. It was made of oak,
11 inches long with a hair from a Unicorn in it's core. Mr. Olivander was
very happy with Espen when he shot a stream of gold and silver sparks from
it when he touched it. After that he went to Madam Malkin's Robes for all
Occasions to get his school uniform and robes. His mom hadn't even opened
her mouth before Espen was swept away by Madam Malkin and put up on stool
so she could measure him. Espen hated clothes shopping and started to look
around the store instead while the women talked. To his left was an old
mirror that reflected his thin figure. Brushing some stray dark brown
strands of hair out of his green-blue eyes, he looked at his pale, skinny
body as his mind had begun to wander into dark thoughts. He thought about
how he had grown up without a dad and living alone with his mother as the
rest of the family had pretty much disowned her for daring to have a child
with a muggle and to bring this child home. Just months before he had been
attending a school for muggle kids since his mom worked full-time in the
Ministry of Magic. There he had learned to read and write and all the basic
skills, other than magic, needed to attend Hogwarts. Espen had never made
any real friends there, and was known as the quiet boy that never attended
sports or never spoke up in class, but still managed to get top grades.

Now he stood inside the train watching his mom fading into the distance
from the window. He could finally go to a school where he could tell others
about Quidditch and talk about magic! He smiled as he dried a tear from the
corner of his eye, straightened his muggle jacked and ventured into the
corridor to find a place to sit. As it happened, most carts were full of
kids, some more than others. At the end of the train he found an empty
compartment to sit in. Just as he was trying to get his suitcase up onto
the luggage rack, he misstepped and the suitcase fell back onto him. As he
fell he could hear someone yell out and open the door to the
compartment. He heard someone talk to him, but his head hurt so much he
didn't get anything of what the voice had said. All he could do was to try
to sit back up. He felt a small pair of hands wrap around his arm to helped
him stand up. As his head cleared and the stars faded away, Espen finally
got a look at who had helped him. It was a boy, with mousy hair and brown
eyes and a worried look on his face.

"Colin! Come and help!" he shouted out as another boy with the same mouse
hair, probably a few years older came in and helped Espen stand back up.

"Are you alright?" the youngest boy asked while he held Espen standing up
straight.

"I'm f-fine... The suitcase was a li-little heavier than I had thought."
Espen said as he held his free hand to his head where the suitcase had hit
him. The older boy picked up Espen suitcase and put it up on the rack next
to his Hugo's cage.  "Are you sure? Looks like you took a bad hit to your
head!" the youngest said as he examined Espens head.

"I said I'm fine! Now, can you give me my arm back?" Espen asked at the
boy, but the moment the he let go of Espens arm, the room began to spin and
he fell down on his back again. Now both of the boys helped him stand up
and got him to a seat before they both sat down still with worried looks on
their faces.

"Colin? You coming? We found Evan and the others just two compartments
away." another boy had popped his head into the compartment looking for the
oldest of the boys.

"I'll be right there. You want to join us Dennis? I heard Evan got some
really cool stuff from his dad this summer." the boy named Colin asked the
younger boy, but he just shook his had and quickly nodded towards Espen and
gave the other boy a look that clearly said "I want to make sure he is
alright first". Colin shrugged, looked one last time at Espen then went out
of the cabin and closed the door behind him. Now it was only Espen and the
other boy there. Still with his hand on his head, Espen now looked more
closely at the boy on the seat opposite him. He concluded that the boy had
to be as old as him, at least not any older by the look of his skinny arms
and legs and his light build. His mouse-brown hair was short, but was
clearly curled. He had a few freckles on his nose and his brown eyes now
stared straight at him.

"Soooo.... What's your name? I'm Dennis, Dennis Creevey" he said and put
out his hand as to give a handshake. Espen took it and shook it before
saying his name.

"I'm Espen, Espen Norum."

"That's a funny name." Dennis said smiling nervously at Espen. "Where is it
from?"

"It's Norwegian," Espen answered tired of this question as it had been
asked to him at least a hundred times over his eleven years. "My dad was
Norwegian, but he died before I was born so my mom wanted to name me after
him." Dennis got a deep red color in his face, obviously embarrassed,
especially now that he knew the answer to the question. He gave Espen an
apologizing look before saying anything again.

"I'm so sorry... My mom died too, when I was little. It's just me, my
brother and my dad. My dad is a milkman and-"

"Milkman? Is he a mug... I mean, isn't he a wizard?"

"No, we had never heard of this place before my brother got the letter from
Hogwarts two years ago. And this year I got in as well! My dad could hardly
believe it when my letter arrived, but he worries a lot though." Dennis
said with a serious look on his face. "The year my brother Colin started at
Hogwarts he got petrified, by a basilisk!"

"No way!" Espen burst out. He had heard about the basilisk from two years
before and the Chamber of Secrets being opened. With his mother working in
the Ministry, she had told him about it.

"It's true! He was going to visit Harry Potter at the infir-"

"He knows Harry Potter?!" Espen almost fell out of his seat this time. He
had grown up with stories of 'The Boy Who Lived'. His mom had told Espen
all about him the year he had started at Hogwarts as it had been plenty
about him in the Daily Prophet at the time.

"He does! Here, look." Dennis took out a black&white photo from his
jacket. It was a picture of two, no, three people. One of them was a
younger version of Colin, looking as happy as can be. Standing beside him
was a tall blond man with a wide smile who tried to pull a third one into
the picture with little success. After a little while the man gave up and
posed for the picture with Colin.  "Isn't it cool?" Dennis said with awe as
he looked on the picture. "Dennis sent us tons of these kind of pictures
from his first year. My dad thought it had to be something wrong with his
eyes when the pictures moved!" he laughed as just the idea of this was
ridiculous. To Espen, this was nothing new as his mom was a witch, their
house was full of paintings and photos that moved. Espens favorite poster
was from his favorite Quidditch team, the Falmouth Falcons, and they all
flied around the poster throwing the Quaffle to each other while smiling to
who ever looked on them.

"Are you sure that's Harry Potter? It just looks like his arm... Or is it
his arm?"

"I have more!" Dennis said excitingly as he pulled out five-six more photos
out to show him. One of them was of a black haired boy lying on the ground
squirming in pain with a broomstick next to him. As he looked closely he
could clearly see the scar. A lightning-bolt!

"Did Colin take all of these?" Espen asked as he noticed his mouth was open
in awe and quickly decided to closed it.

"It was the last picture we got from Colin his first year as he got
petrified later that same night..." Dennis said as he looked down on his
shoes. "He got these developed before he went out that night, trying to
sneak up to the infirmary to see Harry Potter as he was injured, but he
never made it up. He met the basilisk in the hallway and tried to take a
picture of it with his camera but the film got burned and he got
petrified. But it could had been worse!" he said quickly when he noticed
the look on Espens face. "If Colin hadn't tried taking that picture he
would have looked the basilisk in the eyes and died instead!"  A long
silence followed this statement as Espen tried to take in all this
information.

"So what about your mother? Is she a witch then?" Dennis asked carefully,
not wanting to hurt Espen again.

"Yes she is. That whole side of the family are. I'm the only one in our
family history that's not of pure-blood."  They continued to talk about
each others families for a long time. Espen told Dennis the story of how
his parents had met and how her family had reacted to her being with
child. Later Espen explained how Quidditch worked and everything that had
happened during the world cup in the midst of summer. When the food trolley
arrived, Espen bought them a few Cauldron Cakes and Chocolate Frogs before
they continued talking about what they could expect during their first year
at Hogwarts. The talk never stopped and both talked so much that none of
them noticed the heavy rain outside the window and before they knew it,
they were nearly at Hogsmeade station. They quickly decided they should
change into their uniform, Dennis had to run out to his brother to get his
before he could change into his. They locked the door and pulled the
curtains over the windows as they took off their muggle clothes that they
had worn to the station and put on their changed into their uniform. Espen
tried not to look too much at his new friend as he pulled off one article
of clothing after the other and then finally stood there only wearing a
pair of white boxer-briefs. His pulse skyrocketed when he noticed the
rather sizable lump that pushed out the fabric at Dennis' boxer-briefs. The
lump looked somewhat hard from this angle, but he decided to look away when
he felt a rush of blood going to his own privates and he turned his back at
Dennis. Espen took off his own clothes and put on his school uniform. He
put on the charcoal gray trousers and started to button up his plain white
shirt before he put on his jumper and tied his shoes. Espen put on his open
cloak and turned to look on his friend. He too had finished changing now
and they both they were just about to take down Espens suitcase when a
voice echoed through the train telling them to leave the luggage on the
train, as it would be brought up to the school later. The train stopped and
Espen and Dennis walked out and became soaking wet within seconds. Dennis
spotted his brother and tried to follow him but Colin stopped him and
looked on them both as he smiled at them and winked.  "You two can't come
with me now, you have to go him." he said and pointed at a light from a
lantern at the other end of the platform. It rained so heavy that they
could couldn't see the one holding the lantern, but they could hear him.

"First years! First years this way!" a deep voice called out and others
around them walked towards the voice. Espen and Dennis walked over there
and both Espen and Dennis' jaws dropped as they saw a mountain of a man
greeting them. The man was towering over even the tallest of the
students. Espen thought he had to be at least twice the size of a normal
man, and three times as wide! He had rugged black hair and beard and wore a
thick mole skin overcoat. Despite his scary outer look he had a warm smile
they could even see through the beard.

"Everyone here? OK! Follow me everyone!" the giant shouted out and started
walking down a slope that led into the trees with the first-years following
suit. After a little while following the giants lantern, which was the only
thing they could see, they arrived at a lake. It was huge, black and was
storming! On the shore there were lots of small boats that the giant now
walked towards. On the other side of the lake, on top of a hill they could
see the faint lights from what had to be Hogwarts castle. By the amount of
lights, the castle had to be enormous!

"A-are we going to use those to get over the lake?" Espen pointed at the
small boats. Espen had never liked water much and ever since he learned his
dad had drowned at sea he had never gotten on a boat if he could avoid it.

"Yes, they are safe enough. Just two and two in the boats please! We don't
want anyone falling out into the water tonight." the giant replied as he
took a slightly larger boat for himself.  They all paired up, Dennis and
Espen shared one and both looked slightly scared at the thought of this
tiny boat holding out in this stormy waters.

"Everyone ready? LET'S GO!" the giant shouted and the boats started moving
by themselves. At first it went pretty smooth but that soon changed. Around
halfway the waters started getting real bad! One huge wave crashed against
their boat and Dennis fell out into the water. Panicking Espen shouted to
the giant that Dennis had fallen over board. Students around him started
screaming and tried to see where he had gone. Espen was just about to jump
into the water to try to find Dennis, when Dennis suddenly came flying out!
He crashed into the boat again and from the spot he came up, Espen could in
a fraction of a second, see the tip of a dark tentacle slipping into the
dark waters again.

"Are you alright? I thought you were a gonner for sure!" Espen asked
relieved he didn't have to jump into the waters. Espen had learned how to
swim at the muggle school, but that was in a still pool. This was far
deeper and far colder than any pool Espen had been to.

"I'm fine... Something grabbed me and pushed me back in again. I don't know
what though. Did you see it?" Dennis asked shivering. The water must have
been really cold and Espen wrapped his arms around his friend.

"Umm... No, I didn't. I just saw you come flying back into the boat. Let me
warm you up. We're almost there now, I can see the shore." Not far ahead,
Espen noticed a long dock. As soon as everyone were out of their boats and
on the safe docks, the giant rushed over to Dennis to check on him. He
overheard then took off his giant mole skin overcoat and wrapped Dennis in
it and they then started walking up a road up to the castle.

To be continued...