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The Great Below	By : aldallia Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 2127 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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A/N: This story is set 3 years
before Harry�s arrival at Hogwarts and will be more or less following canon
articles wherever applicable, but when not its all
original fiction guys.

Also, for those who have read
the original 4 chapters, this is the redone one,
hopefully this one will make more sense. Enjoy! Thanks to my beta reader Meagan
for helping out! J

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�Another day, another dreary
transfiguration class.� Sighed Caroline�s closest
friend at school, Adriana.

This was the longest Wizarding
Academy Caroline had ever been at ever since she turned eleven and was accepted
into one of the finest Wizarding Academies. Five
years and 23 different schools later she had finally begun to calm down. She
was 7 months into the new school and was finally starting to lessen the amount
and intensity of her urge to start a commotion. Her parents were very happy
about her change, usually by the end of the 6^th month they had had
to be ready with another entrance application ready to send out should Caroline
once again get thrown out for yet another prank she pulled and was unsuccessful
at wheedling her way out of.

�How�re you holding up? What with the whole �I�m not going
to cast another spell for as long as I live!� oath you made up this morning?�
she smirked.

Caroline rolled her eyes, �First off not so good and
secondly, that wasn�t an oath! More like a self prescribed set of guidelines. I
also said I wasn�t going to skip class anymore either. No matter how pointless
I may think it is to stay.� She frowned.

They had been listening to the boring lecture of Mrs. Twiddlesticks for the better part of half an hour and were
just on the verge of sleeping when finally she called for the start of the lab
assignment and let them get on with what she had been so tediously droning on
about. Today they would be transfiguring a tea cup into a monkey, the lesson
today having to do with the differences in spatial occupation. Basically how to
make something small change into something larger than its normal size. A feat
Caroline had already secured under her belt and was a pro at considering it had
been one of her favorite things to do to people�s things. Especially when she
made the weight of the object more than it appeared to be, that really brought on the laughs, Caroline mused to herself.

�For today we will be transfiguring an ordinary tea cup into
something much larger than itself, for example, a monkey.� She tapped the side
of the cup and it instantly transformed into an adorable Spider Monkey. �Now
get into pairs and begin your lab portion of this lesson. I should rather like
to get through this assignment without complications Miss Black?�

The class snickered at this remark; many of them liked
Caroline�s ease at disrupting a classroom without leaving a trace of evidence
pointing to her, even when she was inside the classroom conducting it! As usual
Caroline and Adriana paired up under disapproving stares from Mrs. Twiddlesticks

�Are we to actually have a class without the self proclaimed
master-of-all-things-witchy willing to demonstrate
her knowledge?� Adriana whispered.

Caroline gave a lopsided smile, �Unfortunately yes, I�m
going to try without doing something destructive for once.�

�Aw, what a pity, I was hoping for some entertainment.�
Adriana pouted.

Adriana raised her wand and on her second try was able to
get the incantation right and completely transformed her tea cup into a Spider
Monkey. Caroline gave her a few pointers on perfecting her wand motion but
otherwise stood only to give her friend praise. Adriana had asked Caroline
tutor her on her Transfiguration homework, in fact that was how they met. Back
then Caroline didn�t know anyone and Adriana provided her with a comedic outlet
for her actions which led to the decrease in pranks. Caroline turned to face
her tea cup, raised her wand, and was half way through the incantation when
someone backed up into her, shifting her aim from the tea cup directly at Mrs. Twiddlesticks�s rear end! In horror Caroline watched in slow
motion as her spell landed and instantly transformed Mrs. Twiddlesticks�s
back side, growing into a perfect prehensile tail. Mrs. Twiddlesticks
shrieked in terror as her butt was replaced with a long furry tail.

�MISS BLACK GET OUT OF MY CLASSROOM!� she bellowed.

Dismayed, Caroline obeyed, pointedly adding, �By the way
Mrs. Twiddlesticks, if I had wanted to do that to
you, I would have made you my personal dancing
primate.�

Caroline twirled at the door to see Adriana turning red from
all her unleashed laughter, as she shut the door behind her, Caroline leaned
against the wall and took a deep breath, fuck,
this is going to cost me. She strolled leisurely
past all the classroom windows, waving at those who saw her and made her way up
to the Headmaster�s office. Pushing past the line of waiting parents she caught
the attention of one of the secretaries.

�Oh boy, Doris, its
Caroline again, get the Headmaster. At
it again, eh Caroline?�

Caroline nodded at Bertha and jokingly replied, �Only it was
an accident this time, wrong person.�

�Ha! Yes I�m sure that�s what it always is.� Bertha joked
back before growing more solemn, �Sweetheart, be careful, you are on thin ice
now, and I�m afraid this might be it for you.�

Bertha reached out a hand to grasp Caroline�s, Caroline
patted her hand to reassure her everything would be exactly as it was before. Doris motioned for Caroline to enter the Headmaster�s
office. Caroline took another deep breath, well,
here goes�

�Ah, Caroline, please sit down.� Spoke Headmaster Marv

Every time Caroline walked into his office she always got
the same unending feeling of being naked while in his presence. It didn�t help
that Headmaster Marv was also very good looking, not
a day over 20. It also didn�t serve to make Caroline comfortable to read his
name plate on his desk: Headmaster MARVELOUS in Copperplate lettering along
with several other placards about his office walls with animated versions of
himself achieving all sorts of medals and victories in all sorts of
competitions.

�Caroline I wanted to��

�Is the age potion ready? Yea I can have it in here as soon
as possible depending on how long you want to keep me here.�

�That�s not what I meant but�� his voice grew deeper, �you
know you can always stay for as long as you want, I am the Headmaster after all.� He grinned at Caroline lasciviously.

�Uhh, no
thanks.� Caroline snorted in disgust.

�Mrs. Twiddlesticks sent me a
report of what happened in Transfiguration class today, I must say Caroline
that while we are continuously impressed with your skills as a witch of immense
power, we are saddened to see you resort to such trivial matters such as
tormenting your teachers and peers.�

Caroline nodded barely listening to what he was saying as it
was the same speech he gave to her each time she went into his office.

�As such, I�m afraid I have no choice but to send you away
from here. We�ve an entire filing
cabinet here with your name on it! All documented cases of spells gone wrong,
of mysterious floating objects, objects that weigh abnormally large amounts,
etc. With all this evidence, most of which is impossible to pin point to you,
something I am very impressed with, but must regretfully deny you further
access to this school.�

Caroline shook her head, �No way are you kicking me out for
a mistake. It was a mistake! You can
ask the person who bumped into my arm while I was waving my wand at the damn
fucking tea cup! I didn�t even mean
to hit Mrs. Twiddlesticks!�

�I�m dreadfully sorry Caroline, really I am. But I�ve made
too many exceptions for you and this is one I�m simply not allowed to let
slide. Unless, of course, you�d like me to slide into you?�
He raised an eyebrow suggestively at Caroline.

Caroline was beginning to be fed up with his increasingly
explicit comments, abruptly standing up from her seat, �Fine, I don�t care,
this place sucks anyway and before you say anything, no, I don�t and won�t suck
ANYTHING on, off or from you, you nasty pervert!�

Completely taken aback, Headmaster Marv
retorted in a deadly calm, �Young Lady, I suggest you accept my generous help
in this matter and do what I ask. Or do you want to go looking around for a new
school to attend before you leave that door? I promise you, cross me and I�ll
make sure you can�t set a foot inside any Wizarding
academy in this entire COUNTRY!�

Caroline spun on her heels and headed straight out the door,
but before she crossed the threshold she turned to her former Headmaster with a
smug grin, �Well Headmaster, there IS one thing you can kiss��

�Oh, and what might that be?� He questioned.

�Yes, you can kiss my
ass you damn filthy child molester!� Caroline shouted at him before
slamming the door shut in his face.

Headmaster Marv grimaced as
Caroline�s door slam resounded throughout his office. He picked up a handful of
floo powder, threw it in the fireplace and shouted
for Caroline�s home fire. Her mother was present in the living room to answer.

�Good afternoon Headmaster Marv,
am I right to suspect the nature of this call?�

�I�m sorry but we can no longer tolerate your daughter�s
further attendance to this establishment. She is unruly, HIGHLY insolent and
torments her fellow students through belittlement and sheer terror of her
presence. If allowed to stay special circumstances must be met and we simply
cannot handle a delinquent of her status.�

Caroline�s mother sighed deeply, putting down her book
before asking the same question she�s asked everyone who has tried to help her
get through to her daughter.

�What do you suggest then?�

�Hogwarts, from the London
train station.�

"London, England?"

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It was another dreary winter day in glorious Boston, when Caroline was
dropped off at the airport. Her parents seemed, to her at least reluctant to
speak at all during the car ride. Not even to tell her why she was taking Muggle transport when they could have used a port key or floo powder to get across the Atlantic
Ocean. Were they trying to make her suffer through inconvenience?

Smirking, she stared out the window, I�m going to miss the States, but hey I get a free trip to Europe! Pretty sweet deal in my
opinion.

After she checked her baggage and re-checked for her plane
tickets she was at last ready to board the plane. Her parents gave her hugs.

�Caroline, please, we know you�re a good person, but do us
this small favor and try not to get yourself kicked out again?� Her mom, always
so forgiving of her endless rebellious actions said.

�I�ll do my best, Mom, that�s all I can promise.�

�We�ll arrange for the rest of your things to be dropped off
before you get there. Please be good.�

�Like I said Dad, I�ll do my best.�

Pivoting on her heels she marched through the gate and
settled into her seat, since it was going to be a long flight, about 9 hours in fact, she put on some
headphones and relaxed far back into the seat. Mmm, first class feels soooo nice.

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God, FINALLY, it took
an eternity for this damned thing to get there!

Passing through security she managed to make it through the
airport gate, find her luggage (a feat unimaginable to many of the muggles) and quickly hailed a cab. �To the train station
please.�

Fumbling through her coat pockets for the written note sent
to her by owl with the name of the train platform she nearly ran into a large
group of red headed boys. Deftly stepping aside she hide behind a stone pillar
and watched them go�straight through a solid brick
wall. Well, I do believe I�ve found where
I need to go. Behind the wall was a brilliantly shining train with the
platform, 9 and � according to the sign, run amok with children of all ages
wishing hurried farewells to their families.

While finding her way through the crowd she spotted the
red-headed family wishing farewell to two of their sons. One was completely
surrounded by a group of girls all vying for his attention, being the cock of
the walk that he was gladly accepted this orchestrated event with pride. He
caught sight of her and put on a smile that she guessed was what made the girls
run to him. Caroline scowled back at him and proudly walked in the opposite
direction. Picking one of the less crowded cars she settled into the cushy
seats and cast an invisibility spell. She�d much rather be
the one surprising people than the other way around. Soon after the final
boarding whistle blared, the rest of the students still crowding the platform
boarded the train filling up the cars. Her car was soon taken over by the
screeching giggles of younger girls all eager to sit together for the long ride
back to their school. Distraught that her car was no longer quiet she went out
in search of a calmer car to ride out the remainder of her trip. At the sudden
opening and closing of the car door the girls� incessant giggling came to an
end and they were soon wrapped up in a conversation about the chance of the
train being haunted. Smirking to herself, Caroline made her way from the back
of the car towards the front where certainly there would be more empty cars.
She removed the invisibility spell and peeked into the cars looking for an empty
car or quietly sitting students. Near the middle of the train the way was
blocked by an older woman with a cart full of sweets, asking if anyone would
like to buy some. Caroline overheard a group of first years ahead of her
talking about what their houses might be and how hard their classes were going
to be.

�Yea and I hear Potions is going to be the toughest class
there because of Snape being the teacher for it. He
hates his students and is always out to get Gryffindors
into trouble��

Caroline stopped paying attention to their conversation when
she heard something trouble up ahead. Her interest piqued, she squeezed past
the older woman with the cart and the gathering first years to see what was
going on. She stumbles past the last first year and sees a tall, dark imposing
figure reprimanding a student, who, in comparison looked very miniscule, on not
casting magical spells with their untrained selves while on the train.

�You petulant child, put that wand down! 10 points from
whatever House you end up belonging to when we arrive.� Said
the dark imposing figure.

Caroline saw as the chastised first year squirmed beneath
his hard, penetrating gaze. She was amused by the overwhelming sense of
authority that emanated from this man, who upon turning around and spotting
her, looked no more than 30 years old. He stared at her confused for a moment
as he could not recognize her before stalking off towards the front of the
train.

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Snape had finished chastising a
particularly stupid first year and was about to head back to the teacher�s car
when he felt someone�s eyes at his back. He turned around to see a rather tall
older girl staring back at him with an amused grin set on her features. Her
mid-length dark honey colored hair filled with loose curls framed a feminine
face with strong features. Her soft, full lips seemed to be stuck in a
perpetual mocking grin, while her hazel eyes challenged him. Snape quickly turned around and headed back to the
teacher�s car, intent on finding out exactly who she was.

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Caroline stared after him and couldn�t help but feel drawn
to his terrifying presence. So that must
have been Snape. She mused to herself. The
forgotten first year had long since scurried away towards the safety of his
peers and could not be seen. Caroline meanwhile decided to continue in her
search for an empty car. She had reached the front of the car and saw that every
single car was filled with students; she was beginning to wonder if maybe she
should dare enter the teacher�s car. Caroline caught a glimpse of Snape as he entered his own private quarters within the
teacher�s car. Finally she came upon an empty car, overjoyed at her success she
entered without fully checking for occupants. At her arrival someone came awake
just behind the door and it was none other than Mr. Popular himself, totally
alone, a chance one of his infinite admirers would kill for. The red haired boy
looked up at her

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Bill was jolted awake by the sound of the car door opening,
he had forgotten to put on an invisibility spell so that he could get a
moment�s peace from all the girls he had around him all the time. When he
looked up he half expected to see one such admirer begin
to squeal at him and perhaps rush off to tell her friends. Instead he caught
sight of the girl on the platform who had given him nothing but an icy stare
and cold shoulder as she walked away from him. He instantly admired her then
for her aloofness. He couldn�t help himself but broadly grinned at her,
counting his luck with him today that he could get a chance to speak to her
alone without interference from his crowd of admirers.

�Hello there, looking for a quiet place to spend the rest of
the train ride on? Well me too, come, please, sit down. As you can see there�s
plenty of room.� Bill grinned.

The girl shook her head in disgust, �Oh god, it�s you, of
all the damn cars!�

Bill did his best to hide his amusement at her misfortune
before inviting her to sit down on one of the seats across from him.

�I get that a lot, my name�s Bill, Bill Weasley.
What�s yours?�

She leisurely took her seat before answering, �I�m Caroline,
Caroline Black.�

�From your accent I can tell you�re a foreigner, from America
perhaps?� He smiled good naturedly back at her.

Caroline gave a wry smile, �Why yes, yes I am.�

Bill felt emboldened, she was putting up a fight and a
challenge was something he loved pursuing.

�So what brings you to Hogwarts? I haven�t seen you before,
cute girl that you are.�

Caroline did her best not to blush but failed much to Bill�s
amusement, giving him courage to probe further.

�I�ve been recently admitted for special circumstances, my
parents mainly just wanted me to get into a good wizarding
school.�

After all the small talk options were exhausted they both
resorted to staring out the window and sneaking occasional glances at each
other to see if the other was peeking at them.

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Caroline had hoped that the red haired boy� Bill was his name,
would be more obnoxious and thereby warrant her dislike of him, but the more
she spoke to him in this candid manner the more she grew to realize he only was
using the assets available to him. He was using his good looks to persuade
people in the same way she manipulate people to persuade them to her liking.
She enjoyed his company during the long train ride and was glad to have been
able to meet him this way and kept sneaking glances at him during their moment
of silence only to find him doing the same to her. She blushed a bit more but
didn�t say anything, eventually the train pulled into Hogsmeade
Station. Bill had left a bit earlier to the boys
bathroom to change into his school robes so Caroline took that time to change
into hers as well. Snapping her fingers she was instantly dressed in the
school�s uniform, seamlessly blending in with the exiting students. Pushed around
by the crowd she tried to follow those close to her age group as they came upon
empty carriages hitched to an invisible, yet powerful force. If she squinted
hard enough she could vaguely see the outline of a fierce some beast. She again
picked an empty carriage and waited for everyone to get situated so they could
leave.

�Well, we meet again I see. Can�t get enough of me can you?�

Caroline abruptly turned her head at the sound of his voice
and couldn�t help but grin back at him.

�Seems to me it�s the other way around, you just can�t get
enough of me.�
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