Posted on 11/18/2003 5:12:22 AM PST by Chancellor Palpatine
Opting for a producer-only role this time, director Chris Columbus passes the Harry Potter baton off to Alfonso Cuarón (Y Tu Mamá También) for Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, the third film in the series. Daniel Radcliffe returns as the bespectacled young wizard who is now in his third year at Hogwarts. After and incident that sees his anger get the best of him, Harry runs away from the school. Unfortunately, the magical wunderkind soon learns that Sirius Black (Gary Oldman) has escaped from Azkaban prison and is after him. Along with Oldman, the additions to the cast the third time around include David Thewlis and Michael Gambon, who assumes the role of Professor Albus Dumbledore, previously played by the late Richard Harris. ~ Matthew Tobey, All Movie Guide
Harry entered platform 9 3/4 with Ron looking for Hermione. Ron was already in a foul mood because they knew that she had spent the summer in Bulgeria with Viktor Krum. Harry knew that there was going to be a row the second those two met. "And I am looking forward to that," Harry thought.
"Where in bloody hell is Hemione?" said Ron irritably.
"Ron, watch your language!" shrilled a scandalized Hermione from behind.
"Looks like shes right behind you," said Harry laughing to himself. "And here we go" he thought to himself.
"Did you ever have to say that Vicky?"
"DONTCALLHIMVICKY!" shrieked a very irritated Hermione.
"Oi, shut it both of you," Harry said calmly, "Were going to miss the Express if we dont get on now. Do you guys want to go to the prefects car or find one where we dont have Malfoy breathing down our necks?" Harry said calmly. All three of them had become prefects the bad part was so had Draco Malfoy.
Ron was certain about his choice, "I dont want to be on the same compartment with that brainless prat so I suggest we get a car..."
"Ron!" Hermione interrupted.
" so I suggest we get our own car."
"Honestly, you two need to either watch your language or dont bring up Malfoy," Hermione scolded.
"Come on, you two--get on the train before all the compartments are taken"
They were able to find an empty compartment with out much trouble and quickly started on a game of Exploding Snap. They were right in the middle of it when they heard a knock on the car door.
"Do you mind if I sit with you? All the other cars are full." The speaker was a blonde who looked like she would be in their year but none of them had seen her before, not only thatshe had a American accent!
"My name is Naomi Kingsley," she said while sitting down, "I guess by your expressions youve already figured out Im American."
"Yeah," said Hermione, "Im Hermione Granger. What year will you be in?"
"Fifth, but I still have to be sorted. What year are yall in?"
Hermione slightly grimaces at the word "yall."
"Were in fifth-year, too. I hope you will be in Gryffindor, which is our House. Im Harry Potter and this is Ron Weasley." Harry introduced Ron because of the dumbfounded look on his facewell she was kind of prettyshe was no veela though. Harry waited for the shock to appear on her face that came to most people when they heard his name, but it didnt come. Her eyes didnt even go to his scar; maybe Americans hadnt heard of him.
"Oh, my uncle told me about you, Harry. Said you defeated the Dark Lord more than once and worked hard as heck"
Hermione grimaced and looked like she was about to yell then shut her mouth abruptly when Harry shot her a look.
"to do it another time, in fact it is because of the Dark Lord that Im coming to Hogwarts," she grew very quiet. "My uncle is the President of Magic in America. He didnt believe it was safe for me at Lone Star Academy, so he pulled some strings to get me into Hogwarts. We flew overseas on broomsticks to Diagon Alley so I could go."
"Why didnt your parents take you?" Ron asked, apparently over the shock of seeing her.
"Theyre Muggles. They dont agree with the study of magic and said that if I wanted to learn, that I had to live with my uncle, they were mad that he never told them he was a wizard." Naomi said a little more confidently.
"Oh," said Harry, "The Muggles I live with are a lot like that, except they would be too ashamed to admit they were related to me to hand me over to anyone else."
"So, Naomi, what is Lone Star like? Ive read a bit about it but I dont know that much" Hermione asked.
"Well, its okay. I mean, I guess with a name like Lone Star Academy for Highly Advanced Studies of Witchcraft and Wizardry, it cant be that much of a free ride, right?" Naomi laughed to herself accompanied by Ron, while Hermione wore an expression of both shock and jealousy. Harry couldnt help but smile at the sight of it. Seeing Hermiones expression Naomi quickly added, "It definitely lives up to its name. I hope Hogwarts has a little lighter work load then maybe I could get some decent sleep. Our structure is a bit different; we have teams instead of Houses. There is Ruby, Diamond, Sapphire, and Emerald. I was in Ruby which means I am better at Transfiguration and Charms. Though to be honest, Divination is pretty much my favorite subject, cause you can make up all the homework and still get good grades!" Harry and Ron burst out laughing, while Hermione looked utterly appalled. "We were also more into athletics, we even had Muggle sports, and the Arts," she added once the laughter had died down.
"I like this girl!" exclaimed Ron. Hermione looked like she was ready to strangle something. Harry nodded in agreement while still laughing his head off.
"We better get into our robes. I expect we will be arriving soon," Hermione said in a especially snobby voice. "Ron, while dont you and Harry step outside while Naomi and I change."
"Okay, as long as you dont hex her," said Ron.
"Fine," Hermione replied, sounding a little disappointed. Naomi suddenly sported a look of terror. When they had all finished changing, Naomi taught them the Muggle game of poker. They played for Chocolate Frogs and Pumpkin Pasties. Suddenly the compartment door opened.
"Too good for the prefects car, Potter?" Malfoy exclaimed.
"Who is this ass?" asked Naomi, seeing the dumbfounded expressions and taking them for confusion, "translation- arse."
Ron and Harry laughed, and Hermione scowled at her language.
"Malfoy," Harry said with a scowl.
"Are you calling me an arse?! Ill have you know, I come from a long line of pure-bloods."
"Oh, who gives a freak?! Im just a Muggle-born, but my uncle is President of Magic in America and to be frank, I would take that over being pure-blooded any day."
Hermione, Harry, and Ron were shocked to find Naomi talking to Malfoy that way. They were afraid he would make her puke slugs, and he honestly looked like he was considering it.
"Well, well, well. Feisty little American Mudblood arent you?" Malfoy said, and after looking her over added, "Not that bad looking, either. Ill have you know things are different here, if you dont watch outyou will find that out the hard way." And with that he left. Ron, Hermione, and Harry all breathed a sigh of relief.
"Whoa! I have never heard anyone stand up like that to Malfoy!" Ron exclaimed, obviously impressed.
"Yeah, but Naomi you better watch out, he doesnt exactly play fair," Harry added, acting almost as impressed as Ron.
"Why are you guys scared of that pale ghost? As far as I could tell, he just uses people stronger than him to make him powerful."
"How did you know that?" asked Hermione curiously.
"I told you Divination was my favorite subject," Naomi replied, winking.
Just then the Express pulled into Hogsmeade Station. The four of them climbed out to hear Hagrid bellowing, "Firs years oer ere!" then spotting Harry, Hermione, and Ron, he said, "Ave you seen a new girl. Shes American. Im spose to take er wit ta firs years."
"Yeah, thats me." Then turning to the others said, "Well, Ill see you later. Maybe Ill even be in Gryffindor!"
"I wouldnt be surprised by the way you talked to Malfoy," said Ron.
"Yeah, bye!"
"Boys!" muttered Hermione.
"What?" asked Ron, climbing into a carriage.
"Two of you having at Malfoy is enough, now I have to deal with three!"
"I hope she likes Quidditch," said Ron.
"Oh, honestly," sighed Hermione.
"I thought she was nice. Youre just afraid of a rival," said Harry smothering laughter. At the sight of Hermiones face he added, "Well, youre sure acting like it."
"I think I know how I am acting."
"You sure?" said Ron, climbing out of the carriage.
"Well, you seem to know whats going on in my head; funny how you cant figure out how to use your own," Hermione said a little bit defensively, as they entered the Great Hall.
"Could you two calm it down? Youre Prefects remember?" Harry said a little louder than intended as they walked up the steps to the Great Hall.
They sat down at the Gryffindor table. Once they had all taken their seats, the first-years, and a slightly taller-looking Naomi filed in behind Professor McGonagall. The Sorting Hat sang a new song, the Hall erupted in applause, and the first-years began to be sorted.
"Allenisa, Leah" became Ravenclaw, "Brewer, Justin" became Hufflepuff, then "Butlera, Krista" became the first Slytherin. "Gibsonite, Brenna" became Hufflepuff. They got to "Kirk, Virginia" and thought that they had skipped Naomi, Virginia became a Gryffindor. "Lynnastor, Aaron became another Ravenclaw. "Stevenson, Will," was a new Slytherin. The last one was "Zirini, Adam" a new Hufflepuff. Then Professor McGonagall rolled up her scroll, and they thought she had forgotten all about Naomi. But then she began to make a speech.
"As many of you know, Hogwarts is regarded as one of the safest schools in the world. This bit of information is not kept secret. The President of Magic, Robert Kingsley, had been wondering about the safety of his niece in the American school, Lone Star Academy for Highly Advanced Studies of Witchcraft and Wizardry." At this, there was a gaping audience. "He came to me and asked if his fifth-year niece could transfer and we accepted. We know that she will be welcomed into any House she is sorted in. Naomi please come forward and place the Sorting Hat on your head."
Naomi, obviously not expecting this, but used to entrance speeches after being in her uncles care, sat down on the stool while McGonagall put the Sorting Hat on her head.
Harry and Ron held their breaths as Hermione rolled her eyes. After about ten seconds the Hat shouted, "GRYFFINDOR!" as three-fourths Hall erupted in applause.
Naomi took a seat next to Hermione who scowled.
"Im glad I got to be with you guys," Naomi said.
Dumbledore stood up, and made the usual announcements, and then he added, "And my final announcement is to introduce or to some re-introduce our Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Lupin" the same three-fourths of the students in the Hall clapped wildly at this announcement.
"Is he any good?" Naomi asked, looking at his slight, stooped.
"Hes the best Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher weve ever had," cheered Harry, as the food appeared on the table.
"Yeah," agreed Ron, " some think that the job is," he paused, "jinxed. Wait, wheres Snape, maybe Dumbledore sacked him," said Ron, a little hopeful
"I take it from your expressions, he sucked" Hermione looked shocked, as did Harry and Ron. Naomi let out a sigh and said, "translation-," she seemed to ponder on the answer to that for a few seconds then said, "Well, its definitely no compliment."
"That just about covers it," Harry answered.
Before Hermione could respond, the big oak doors opened and Snape ran in, looking paler than he ever and paying no attention to the bewildered-looking students. He reached the Head Table and began a hushed, yet hurried conversation with Professors Dumbledore and McGonagall. They both began to look really worried, and paled themselves, and all but ran out of the Great Hall, towards Professor Dumbledores office. McGonagall glanced briefly over to Naomi, who watched them. The Hall was eerily almost silent as they left, and slowly conversations started again.
But Naomi began to cry. "Do you mind if we go to the dorms? I kinda need to cry alone. I think I know what this is about. Ill elaborate later."
"Ill take you. I know the password," offered Ron, turning to Harry and Hermione, "The password is Canis Minor. Escort the first-years. Come on, Naomi," he said, putting his arm around her.
"Well, what do you suppose is going to happen between those two?" joked Harry to an angry looking Hermione.
"I dont think it is any of our business."
Ginny came up to ask, "Wheres Ron going?"
"Hes got a crush on the new American and I think she was feeling a bit homesick or something," Harry said.
"Maybe she is afraid for her uncle. I mean, he would be a prime target." Ginny said.
"I think we should get the first-years to bed." Hermione said, "Ill check on Naomi in the dormitory."
"Okay," said Harry adding to Ginny, "the password is Canis Minor."
"First-years, follow us!" called Hermione.
Another I'd really like to see would be some little hipster from the hood with some bling bling wind up at Hogwarts, bustin' some off at Malfoy....hopefully holding the wand sideways....
I listened to the Star Wars series on the BBC when I was in England and it was quite different, but once you got used to it (quickly) it was very interesting. I have a feeling they did a lot more on that series than they would on these, but hearing all the different voices, sound effects, etc. was neat in a way.
I know this 'cause I always take my 72 year old church deacon mom to see them on Thanksgiving.
We're a buncha heathens.
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