Plague of Frogs - Chapter 5Chapter 5Plague of Frogs - Chapter 5
Rose was already standing by the front door when Al arrived in the Entrance that afternoon, a few minutes past their agreed meeting time.
“Heya,” he panted, a bit breathless from hurrying up the last flight of stairs. “Sorry I’m late—Argil got to telling one of his stories…”
“It’s all right,” said Rose, pulling open the door. The hinges groaned and she sent a quick smile over her shoulder before stepping out—the same smile she had given him before Defense.
Its reappearance gave Al pause. That morning it wa
Plague of Frogs - Chapter 4Chapter 4Plague of Frogs - Chapter 4
Al had set his alarm clock for seven on Monday morning, and woke with a leisurely hour to get ready for his first day of classes. He washed and dressed, fastened his watch around his wrist, tied his shoes and repeatedly tried, with minimal results, to flatten a cowlick that had sprung up overnight.
Realizing he had no idea which textbooks he would need after breakfast, Al gathered them all, as well as his potions kit, and crammed them into his bag amongst quills and parchment. That way, he thought, he would not have to run back to the dormitory upon receiving his schedule.
Plague of Frogs - Chapter 3Chapter 3Plague of Frogs - Chapter 3
“Exploring?” said Argil uncertainly, the next day at breakfast.
He, Ana and Al were the only Slytherin first years there. It was early yet, but judging by the raucous snores issuing from the other boys’ beds, Al suspected he and Argil would be the only ones from their dormitory making an appearance.
“I’ll go,” said Ana, stretching for the juice pitcher. “Even if we don’t find it, it’ll be fun just seeing the grounds.”
“But they give us a map of the entire estate with our schedules,” said
Plague of Frogs - Chapter 2Summary: Al Potter's first year at Hogwarts is full of amphibians, reptiles and riddles. Rating: G Disclaimer: These are JKR's characters and their imagined offspring, and I'm not the boss of any of them.Plague of Frogs - Chapter 2
Chapter 2
The doors of the scarlet train slid open all along the Hogsmeade Platform, expelling a swarming mass of students. Al was dwarfed in the crowd as it swept him along, a sense only bolstered by the sudden appearance of an enormous boot directly before him. His eyes traveled up an expanse of shaggy overcoat to a great, gray, bristly beard, just above which twinkled a pair of k
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