TITLE:
One Long YearPERPETRATOR:
QuiteConsiracySUE-O-METER:
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COVER/BANNER ART:There is a picture of an emblem for District 9 ¾.
FULL NAME: Avell Watts, Jack Smith, Callum Alexander, Alana, Ranger Capen Other characters includes Jackson Aldrich, Kayla Boone, Jillian Broderick, Thomas Mackenzie, Maximus Turne,
SPECIES: They're tributes from a Hunger Games fanfic and if not tributes from said fic they are OCs
HAIR: n/a You guys want to dig this one out?
EYES: See above
MARKINGS: See above
POSSESSIONS: See above
CONNECTION TO CANON: Avell is the hero in this series. He is bullied byJAck and Callum. A professor Finola Ehrenberger's the one who tells him he's a wizard. Once he get onto the train he meets an older kid whose a Ravenclaw. Nothing really happens other then him being sorted into Ravenclaw, a random tryout and another song that ends with copyrighted song lyrics.
ORIGIN: Here is the summary. “Or, what you get when you stick characters from a Hunger Games fan fiction in Hogwarts.” And here is the author's note at the beginning of the first chapter. ”AN: This story is a crossover of the Hunger Games fanfiction
Finding the Light by
TallTalesInk and Harry Potter. I decided to write this story simply because the idea wouldn't stop bugging me. So, with approval from the readers and a bit of help from Tales...here's the chapter. Also of note: this will be written in American English 95-99% of the time, with a couple exceptions; and, all the characters are aged back a year but will be back to their proper ages by the end of the story. ”
SPECIAL ABILITIES: His accidental magic is far more noticeable then Harry's. “The last kid in the boat was another girl, who looked friendlier than the others.” “He studied the latter for a moment. She was pretty, he decided, with her red-velvet hair and dark-chocolate eyes. He also decided he should have eaten more on the train; these food comparisons were really making him hungry.” He's eleven to twelve though. The hat says to him “... that I touched the head and called out a random house? Don't worry, that's only for the easier sorts”. “You don't quite have the guts or near-stupid bravery required for a Gryffindor... “ And... “You've got the ambition and resourcefulness for Slytherin, certainly, but seeing as you're muggleborn they wouldn't take too kindly to you. “ And... “Definitely not patient or hard-working enough for Hufflepuff, so that just leaves...” So... Ravenclaw.
NOTES: On the positive side of things... at least according to the writer TallTalsInk... the OCs are in character for their original source. Which means the writer also has permission to use the characters. I'm not sure if you can call it a crossover simply because it has characters from a Hunger Games fic as there is no relation to the Hunger Games other then that. Also, unlike other OC heavy stories the reason for using so many OCs is there. Its still though a story with a bunch of OCs running around with no actual major plot.
SAMPLE:
"Mr and Mrs. Watts, your son is one of the brightest boys this school has seen in decades, but we simply cannot wrap our heads around why Avell does so poorly in all of his classes, save for maths. And even then, he's barely passing. We just don't understand it."
Avell fancied himself a loner; he wasn't bothered by this, except when Jack Smith and Callum Alexander were poking fun at his expense.
"Hey look, it's the freak again." Jack's bitingly crude tone mixed with Callum's snorts, an unpleasant combination.
"Freak boy, freak boy, whatcha gonna do? Can't turn the teacher's hair funky colors now, huh, freak?" Callum laughed.
Avell closed his eyes and wished that the boys would just shut up and leave him in his peace to study the latest magic trick book he'd bought.
"Lookie here, Cal." Jack snatched the book from Avell's hand, causing the latter's eyes to jerk open. "Freak boy's got another book for his little hobby. What'll do with it?"
"Hey, give that back." Avell protested.
Jack rolled his eyes. "You really think I'm going to listen to you, freak?"
"Give the book back." Avell felt himself growing angrier by the instant.
Callum smirked. "Like we'd really listen to you."
Suddenly, a huge flash of purple light came out of nowhere and forced Avell to squeeze his eyes shut. When he reopened them, he saw Jack and Callum knocked flat on their backs ten meters away and the book back in his hand.
Those kind of things had been occurring to Avell since he was in year two. They kept happening, but he didn't know why. At least, until his eleventh birthday last February, when a blue-cloaked woman turned up on his doorstep.