Date: Sun, 18 Jun 2006 18:19:53 GMT
From: jpw20@kent.ac.uk
Subject: Hogwarts story: begginings part 3

Sorry about the wait guys, but I was on holiday. Hopefully posts should be
more regular now. It has come to my attention that the bits that should be
in a different font aren't. When I am narrating it should be in times new
Roman. I do apologise for this, and shall correct as I can. Excpect to see
a few different systems before I settle on one. Sorry.

The usual ad nauseum. Harry Potter isn't mine, it's J K Rowling. Any
resemblance to real life is purely co-incidental (and if anyone knows any
wizards at all, please email me!) and this is all me making it up. If
you're not allowed to read/watch porn I suggest you stop looking for it.

[I do hope you'll forgive me for skipping ahead a week. Little enough
happens of any interest. The main theme is that Yoni cements a relationship
with Harry and Ron, and the three are often seen together. The unfortunate
side-effect of this is that people need go to only one place to see two
legends, so they quickly start finding shortcuts and alternate routes. Yoni
increasingly notices that Ron is not particularly happy that both his
friends are famous and he is merely the latest in the Weasley sage: one of
six brothers.]

Yoni was slightly taken aback at breakfast that morning. A parcel had
arrived for Harry containing a Nimbus 2000; top of the line. Yoni was
waiting for the Firebolt to be released first, one of his uncles was part
of the team designing and testing it. He glanced, with Harry and Ron, up at
the high table to see Professor McGonagall twinkling at them and stroking
one of the owls who brought up. Purely by chance Yoni also glanced at Snape
and knew that the hear Snape felt for him had abated not one iota.


flashback "We will be making a simple hiccough potion today." Professor
Snape sneered nastily "Simple, that is, if you can follow written
instruction accurately. This, of course, presupposes the ability to read,
something I have yet to be convinced about in some cases." At this he
scowled at poor Neville, who was Yoni's desk partner today. "The
instructions are on the board. Begin."

With that there was a clatter of activity for the class. Yoni had long
since progressed to more advanced potions and worked with only half a mind
on his, most of his attention was on Neville, who seemed to be about to
make every mistake in the book. Yoni had to keep reminding him to reread
the instructions or to stir or heat or cool as appropriate. He hadn't
realised that Snape was aware of his help.

"Take your cauldrons off your flames and allow them to cool. In five
minutes we will test one of the potions to see its effects; in the meantime
you may begin your homework on the importance of the algode root to the
potion." After five minutes Professor Snape swept up to Yoni, who had
almost finished his homework, and continued to write steadily as Professor
Snape dipped a beaker in his potion. "Since Mr Wiccatta feels secure enough
to not only make a potion while paying more attention to his neighbour, but
also to ignore his teacher, we will test his." At this Yoni looked up
"Forgiveness sir, I did not mean to ignore you; I had just almost finished
your homework, and wished to hand it in after the lesson. Apologies if I
offended."

Snape's eyes bugged out. "Finish your homework then" he snarled "and we
shall see how it measures up, as we shall your potion". He almost spat the
last word.

He turned and thrust the beaker at Neville. "Drink" he commanded
nastily. Neville swallowed and looked at Yoni, who ignored him as
thoroughly as he did Snape.

Neville drank and promptly began hiccoughing. Snape stared, seeing that
Snape would not help Yoni pulled out his wand and muttered the spell to
release Neville from the effects of the potion.  flashback

That was the first time Yoni had lost points for Gryffindor. 15 points in
total: Five for not paying attention, five for being rude and five for
using magic without permission. On the plus side, or so he was told, Snape
could find nothing to criticise in his homework. (Except that it had been
done too quickly.)

Rare was the person who earned Yoni's hatred. He only disliked Filch,
though no doubt the caretaker would go livid if he knew that Yoni liked him
exactly as much as Flesh-eating Slugs: they were horrible and
inconvenient. Avoid them if you can, deal with them as you must but they
are really not worth worrying about most of the time.

Snape, however, he now hated. He treated the man with the courtesy that is
a professor is due, conferring a certain level of respect sight
unseen. Snape was quickly losing that respect. The man seemed to see no
further than his house, and disliked Yoni on principle. Harry too, but Yoni
was more concerned with his own marks. Harry had to fight his own battles.

Another one who had earned Yoni's dislike was Draco Malfoy. While it is
difficult to avoid marriage with a particular family given the limited gene
pool of pure bloods, more limited now that Voldemort had killed so many
off. He was as ruthless to his allies as to his enemies. (You almost had to
admire the man for that, it showed confidence.) Nevertheless, Clan Wiccatta
and Clan Malfoy had never mingled. Draco was the most arrogant, vicious and
petty boy Yoni had ever met (which wasn't saying much since he hadn't often
left his manor before coming to Hogwarts.


Excited, the three boys left the breakfast table and headed up to the
Gryffindor common room to open their broom, since Professor McGonagall had
asked them not to open it in front of their fellow students. Halfway up the
stairs their way was blocked by Malfoy and his two thuggish cronies Crabbe
and Goyle.

"That's a broomstick" he spat after grabbing the parcel "You'll be for it
this time Potter, first-year's aren't allowed them"

Yoni smiled, but Ron didn't leave it at that. "It's not any old broomstick;
it's a nimbus 2000. What did you say you've got at home, Malfoy, a Comet
260?"

"Don't gloat" Yoni interjected "Just because Harry has a better broom
doesn't mean we have to rub it in. Words a cheap anyway, action is what
counts"

"Like you'd ever do anything other than talk!" Malfoy sneered "Your family
never even leaves your manor"

"Just because we don't do something doesn't mean we can't. Meanwhile you,
who rely on two `henchmen' to do all your heavy lifting, accuse me of
laziness? I mean, it is obvious you are the brains of those three, but it's
also pretty obvious who has the brawn. Let me guess: you fingernails are
immaculate and unbent. Devoid of any sign of strenuous work, maybe I should
get you some nail varnish."

Malfoy could only gape at the verbal tirade. Yoni smiled again

"You're a monkey, Malfoy, not a fish so close your mouth and move out the
way. I'm sure your superior intellect has grasped the concept that stairs
are for walking on, not talking on."

"You'll pay, I swear it." He snarled as Harry, Ron and Yoni pushed past

Yoni turned quickly "oh really? How? I would beat you in any physical
contest and in a wizards duel; if you cared to pursue dishonourable combat
I would prove myself to better you at that as well. Malfoy you are
pathetic, the sooner you try to better yourself instead of cheapening
others, the sooner you can actually accumulate real power. Now shut up or
put up, I am tired of sparring with you."  With that Yoni turned and walked
away, he didn't hear a thing from behind.

"You know he'll try to pay you back right?" said Ron

"I hope he does work up the courage" Yoni responded "Some humility would be
good for him"

Before the conversation could continue any further a furious voice
exclaimed

"So I suppose you think that's a reward for breaking rules?

"I thought you weren't talking to us?" said Harry

"Yeah, don't stop now, its doing us so much good" continued Ron

Yoni simply watched her walk away, her nose in the air.

The day she learns that rules are only guidelines to normality the better.

The three happily admired Harry's Nimbus until seven when Harry went to his
first practice; a solo session with the Captain of the Quidditch team Wood.

[No jokes please ladies and gents; he's heard them all I guarantee you.]

Yoni and Ron watched from the window (which looked out onto the Quidditch
pitch, though it was so far away they couldn't see much). Or rather, Ron
looked out, and Yoni surreptitiously watched Ron.

Yoni wasn't naïve, he knew what all the parts of his body did and were for,
and he wanked off from time to time, but this year his libido seemed out of
control. His sexual needs had been increasing at a prodigious rate, as had
his equipment. He had never measured himself before, supposing that he was
a few inches only. But now, fully extended he was more luck seven
inches. That was a hell of an increase, also his sexual fantasies revolved
more and more with the freckled, long-nosed redhead sitting beside him.

Yoni privately resolved to satiate his curiosity some time and see Ron
naked.  The next few weeks until Halloween were standard. Unfortunately,
Hogwarts being as luxurious as it was, and there being so few students
(comparative to muggle schools anyway) there seemed no need for communal
ablutions, and since neither Ron nor Yoni played Quidditch he couldn't see
him there either. Everyone (with the exception of Yoni himself) were
properly, even excessively modest when dressing and undressing and it was
all very frustrating. Yoni did catch a glimpse of a very prodigious tool on
Neville, but shy as he was it was hard to be sure.

Halloween was an interesting day.

To start with, Yoni pulled off a perfect wingardium leviosa first try along
with Hermione. He had already had a word with all the teachers in whose
subjects he already had knowledge: charms, herbology, defence against the
dark arts and potions, so his production of flawless spells and
encyclopaedic knowledge was treated as non-events by the teachers, and Yoni
never rubbed in the fact he was ahead, though he was willing to help any
(Neville) who needed it.

Hermione did rub it in. Yoni didn't think she was doing it to be nasty, she
may even by trying to help, but her attitude was all wrong.

After listing all the things Ron was doing wrong, Hermione also levitated
her feather, causing Flitwick to praise Hermione and Ron to sulk...in a
cute way.

"It's no wonder no-one can stand her, she's a nightmare honestly" Ron
declared after Charms, which prompted Hermione to shove past in tears.

Not a good start to the day.

Then came the feast.

The feast was delicious, and the live bats strangely comforting, Yoni had
always enjoyed watching the bats outside his window. Halfway through the
feast Professor Quirrell rushed into the hall and up to Dumbledore's chair.

"Troll – in the dungeons – thought you ought to know" then fainted

And he's our DADA teacher?  Pandemonium erupted; there was also a lot of
noise. It took purple fire-crackers from Professor Dumbledore's wand to
restore order and the houses were sent to the dormitories.

Part of the way there and...

"Hermione" Harry gasped "She wasn't at dinner?" Yoni responded "No, she's
still in the girl's bathroom" "Which one?"

"What's wrong?" Ron asked, having not heard the urgent conversation behind
him

"Hermione" they chorused

Ron bit his lip, Yoni melted

"Oh all right but Percy'd better not see us"

Surreptitiously as they could they joined a group of Hufflepuff's going the
other way, and then ducked down a deserted corridor. Almost immediately
they heard footsteps behind them.

"Percy" Ron hissed and he and Harry hid behind a pillar, there wasn't room
for three. At the last second Yoni hid in a shadowed doorway, closed his
eyes and wished with all his might that he was invisible.

Striding past him, close enough to touch went Snape, making unmistakably
for the third floor.

Rejoining the others, Yoni couldn't help but wonder at the motives of
Snape, it wasn't beyond the realms of possibility that the Troll was let in
as a decoy, being as dumb as they are. But was Snape off to take advantage
of that or to stop another from doing so?

So absorbed in his thoughts he was that he walked into Ron, then he saw
what had transfixed them both. It was the back end of a troll disappearing
into a room.

"We could lock it in" Harry whispered That plan, however, was quickly
dashed by the screams that erupted from the room.

"Hermione!" Harry cried and the three of them rushed in.

Yoni had never had reason before to use his enhanced abilities, but greater
speed and strength seemed like a good idea at the moment.

As soon as he could he pushed past Ron and Harry and ran up to
Hermione. Everything seemed to be moving through water, Yoni felt sure that
if he wanted to he could have dodged the Troll's club forever, instead he
ducked the first wild swing, grabbed Hermione and tried to break for the
door, only to be forced back by another swing from the Trolls club.

Yoni shoved back Hermione as far as she would go into a corner, where she
cringed in mute terror. He then took advantage of the Troll's distraction
(Harry and Ron where Yelling and throwing stuff) to rip out one of the
porcelain sinks.

The troll turned his back on Yoni and started advancing towards Ron and
Harry

"No you don't" Yoni snarled, he ran up the Trolls back (half-climbed
actually) and smashed the sink on the Trolls head.

The troll stumbled

Snarling again with rage he hit, even harder then the first time and all in
the room heard a distinct crack, the sink had a crack running up its middle
and the troll started falling. Yoni dropped the sink and jumped free.

Ron and Yoni stared at the troll as Harry rushed over to Hermione.

"Are you ok?" he asked.

"Yes" she quavered "Is it..."

Yoni crossed over and checked it for a pulse.

There wasn't one

"It's still alive, just unconscious" he stammered

I killed a troll, with my bare hands. No human can do that. I'm not human,
what am I?

At that moment Snape, Quirrell and McGonagall burst into the room. Quirrell
saw the troll, let out a whimper and sat down, clutching his heart. Snape
checked the troll while McGonagall merely looked. Her mouth a thing white
line, her nose pinched.

"What on Earth were you thinking of? She demanded

Yoni though quickly and settled on the truth. Ish.

"Hermione wasn't aware of the troll as she had come up here before Quirrell
came in to inform us of the troll. Only Percy was in the area when I
realised she must be here, and he couldn't take us back to Gryffindor
common room AND come here, so I decided to save him the moral dilemma and
come myself, I didn't realise that Harry and Ron had also worked out where
Hermione was and followed me, though if it hadn't been for them I think the
two of us" Yoni motioned to himself and Hermione at this point "would
probably be dead".

McGonagall surveyed them through her square spectacles for a moment as
Snape stood slowly up from the troll and watched.

"Very well. I still say you shouldn't have wandered off, but as that would
have resulted in the death of a student I can hardly complain can I? I
shall, however, award five points to Gryffindor for defeating the troll,
five points for each of you. For sheer dumb luck." She finished and strode
away.

"A moment please Mr Wiccatta." Snape said as the others filed out.

Once they were alone (Quirrell having left as well) Snape got right to the
point.

"You realise that the troll's skull is cracked don't you?" he said lazily

"Is it? I hadn't realised no" Yoni responded

"I find that hard to believe" Snape said softly and focused on Yoni

Yoni quite deliberately let the memory of Snape striding up towards the
third floor corridor drift into his minds eye and didn't think of what
happened when he hit the troll.

"So." Snape hissed "you already know some occlumancy"

"Yes." Yoni snarled "And next time have the courage to call me a liar to my
face."

He strode out and hurried to catch up with professor McGonagall, a funny
ringing in his ears. He blindly turned a few corners and almost ran down
professor's McGonagall and Dumbledore.

"Wiccatta! What are doing here? You should be on your way to your common
room!" McGonagall snapped

"In a moment Minerva, something seems to have upset our young Mr Wiccatta."

"Professor Dumbledore, May I beg a moments audience please?" asked Yoni in
a strangled voice as he bowed.

"A moment only I am afraid" Dumbledore responded.

"I was looking for Professor McGonagall but consider it good fortune that I
found you as well." He paused "I swore to inform you if I felt my condition
changed. I think I might need somewhere to...go...from time to time. To
cool off as it were."

Dumbledore surveyed him for a few moments "And what brought this on, may I
ask?" he inquired

Yoni paused and swallowed "I could have smashed that trolls head in, and I
very nearly did, professor Snape can tell you how it was cracked, and that
with only two blows."

Professor McGonagall's lips went white again but it was professor
Dumbledore who responded.

"I assume from your current disposition that you feel your anger is going
to be the problem, as such it is unlikely that a secluded place off the
school grounds will be convenient. I shall have to make inquires. In the
meantime I suggest you keep a tight reign on your temper. And now, if you
will excuse me, there are other matters that demand my attention."

With that he strode off, professor McGonagall quickly beside him.

Yoni slowly made his way to the common room. At the door he saw Harry and
Ron peering along the other corridor, looking for him.

"We thought Snape was going to give you detention." Ron exclaimed

"What did he want?" asked Harry

"To know haw we defeated that troll, that's what" Yoni responded wearily.

They stepped inside the common room to see the rest of the house packed in
and enjoying a very festive feast (and a few food fights). Inside the door
Hermione was waiting there was a short and awkward silence as they looked
at one another (spoilt only slightly by a custard pie sailing past them and
narrowly missing Harry) then...

"Thanks" they all said and went their separate ways, friends forevermore.