The Student(A short, semi-sweet,semi-bitter, Harry Potter love story), Diana LeRoy [online e book reading .TXT] 📗

A long, long time ago, two men were creating something in a hidden laboratory, something that would change the world. These two men were the well-known and respected Albus Dumbledore, one of the most promising young wizards at his time and his partner Nicholas Flamel, an alchemist that was about to change the world. What these two men were making was truly extraordinary and the result was even more extraordinary, it was called the Philosopher's Stone. A stone that could turn any man wealthy cure any illness and supposedly even grant immortality. Although the immortality rumor was just a theory the other two were not.

 Indeed the philosopher's stone turned all of Flamel's plain metal wares into those of silver and gold and cured his sick daughter but one day Albus told him to let him have the philosopher's stone for if it should be discovered it could be used for wrong doing and corruption. Reluctantly he gave the stone to Dumbledore but it didn't stop him from wanting more for his family and for himself. One day he walked in circles around his lab, with questions pondering in his head. What if I could create another philosopher's stone? Could I create one without the help of Dumbledore this time around? Can I do it? These questions plagued his mind that morning he was in that room, and then suddenly he stopped walking in circles. Yes I should be able to do it, I can do it, for I am Nicholas Flamel, and that same night after supper with his family he confined himself to his secret study and worked all hours of the night and most hours of the morning creating that miracle stone that he had created before. Around noon it was done and to his great surprise when he placed the stone in a copper vase, it turned into a golden vase, he called his wife and showed her but reminded her to keep it a secret.

Then he showed it to his daughter and her husband and promised them also not to tell but it was too late for somehow people did come to know of the original philosopher's stone that he and Albus  made but they didn't know about the 2nd philosopher's stone and for the sake of protecting the 2nd philosopher's stone, when Nicholas was on his deathbed he made his family swear to keep that stone within the Flamel family and the Flamel family only for who knew what would happen if others were to learn of it and obtain it. And so the philosopher's stone was passed down from generation to generation but that wasn't the only thing passed down the family line, the ability to travel through time and space was also inherited by members of the Flamel line, the magical ability was unique to the great Flamel clan who had earned reputation and power through the philosopher's stone which they used for wealth and charity alike. Today there is one last descendent of the Flamel line and her name is Celestia Flamel, who is the last descendent of Nicholas Flamel, she is about to transfer to Hogwarts but little does she know how her inheritance and unique ability will change the life she already knows....

Finally today was the day, it was the day that Celestia could finally transfer from the over-posh Beauxbatons Academy, to a nice normal magic school, that was more to her liking and that school was Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. To be frankly honest, Celestia never really felt that she belonged at Beauxbatons Academy, simply because of the fact that she is a Flamel and she had better spells, potions and charms to learn rather than posh, sissy spells that were too girly for her bold tastes. True she had been born a beauty and looked pretty in the blue uniform that was required but she had never really liked the uniform or the things she learned at the academy, heck Beauxbatons Academy was chosen by her parents not by her but now she was the last Flamel, the last descendent, and now that she was on her own....well except for her personal assistent/body guard Cesare, it was time she started making her own decisions and transferring to Hogwarts would be the first decision she would make on her own.

Later that day(after a 4 hour flight and an train ride), it was only 2:30 and it had already been a long day for Celestia Flamel, she and Cesare had spent at least a few hours that morning packing everything she would need for her new life at Hogwarts and she had traded her traditional Beauxbaton's uniform for a ruffled blouse, cute black skirt and a red blazer, it was not the Hogwarts uniform that was required but it would have to do, after all today would be her first day and she would just be receiving a tour of the school and settling in her dormitory.  She would get the uniform later she told herself, for she had ordered a few Slytherin uniforms the day before. Slytherin....to think she was placed in a dormitory with the house name Slytherin was absolutely awkward. And why she had to share a dormitory with two other girls, she had no idea why, she was an wealthy heiress for everyone knew the Flamel family was wealthy, powerful and reputable, but none the less they said they do not have single dormitory's when she acquired about it last week, oh well beggars can't be choosers she reminded herself, at least they had found a place for her and she wouldn't have to go through admissions as her last headmistress had already sent her transcript and a letter telling Hogwarts who she was and what her abilities were.

When she arrived at Hogwarts, she was immediately greeted by head master Albus Dumbledore who explained that the other pupils were currently in class but that it wouldn't interfere with their tour. The first thing Albus Dumbledore had done was explain that typically normal students wouldn't need a two-in-one body guard/personal assistant, but since she was the last Flamel descendent and probably had something of great value that others would desire, there was an exception made for her sleek, professional companion that had been taught the same magical arts that Merlin was taught and he even attended Durmstrang Institute previously for 3 years, so he could finish his education at Hogwarts along with Celestia. "And Celestia, the uniforms you have ordered are already in your dormitory which you are expected to wear tomorrow, for you and Cesare both will start classes tomorrow, there are even uniforms provided for Cesare in his dormitory so neither of you need worry". She thanked him and said she was honored to be attending Hogwarts.

 For the next hour, the three of them, Cesare, Dumbledore and herself toured the school ground and met the various instructors. The students were lively as they all pushed and shoved to catch a glimpse of the heiress who got attention everywhere she went simply for being the last descendent of the Flamel line, try as she may, Celestia tried not to be too much in the public eye throughout her life but half her life was lived in the public eye as news reporters, magazine reporters, tabloids and the like always tried to stalk her. in a way it slightly annoyed her that she couldn't always avoid gossip and the public eye, but time had taught her life was life, being the last descendent of Nicholas Flamel would not be easy and she knew it but still she managed to be sweet, social and graceful.

 She had to be if she wanted people to know the other side of her, the side of her that wasn't the constantly famous heiress but rather just a normal 16 year old girl in her sophomore year of high school. Although the cheering, pushing and shoving to see the heiress that transferred to Hogwarts annoyed her just A LITTLE, she managed to handle it all with grace and sweet smiles. She could do it, she could be happy at Hogwarts she thought as she waved one last time before entering her dormitory. There was a lot in store for her at Hogwarts and some people knew that better than she knew the fact herself...

Yesterday a transfer student came to Hogwarts, this was no ordinary transfer student, her name is Celestia Flamel, otherwise known as the last descendent of the Flamel line and the heiress of the Flamel clan. Everyone knows her; they all know she was to inherit her fortune in a couple of years. Newspapers wrote about her, magazines interviewed and photographed her and tabloids tried to leak personal information about the young heiress, the last descendent of Nicholas Flamel. Try as she may she still lived half her life in the public eye and when she came to Hogwarts as a transfer student, all the students became lively. Yesterday everyone who was anyone pushed and shoved trying to catch a glimpse of the rare beauty and a very few were lucky to get to talk to her. The instructors were delighted because they would be teaching the Flamel descendent or so they hoped, boys who were virgins or yet to have fallen in love fell hard for her, all the popular girls, cliques and athletes of Hogwarts prayed to befriend her and everyone else just adored her.

 It wasn't hard to adore her with her perfect strawberry blonde locks, fair complexion and jewel toned eyes that could change from an lively emerald color that could light up any conversation or a whole room to a deep, sapphire blue that were full of both innocence. Many wanted to know her, some just wanted to know her because of the fact she is somewhat of a celebrity in life while others want to know another side of her that is normal and doesn't think high and mighty of herself just because of who she is. The truth is there is one student who knows her and knows her well, probably better than anyone else could ever befriend or get close to her and that person is Draco Malfoy.