Disclaimer: I do not and never will own Harry Potter or anything associated with it. They belong to JK Rowling. I'm not even going to claim ownership over the original characters used due to the fact that they wouldn't exist without the Harry Potter series, but that doesn't give you a reason to use them. I also do not own Alice in Wonderland, I'm just using a few names and wording from the story.
Author's Note: Ever noticed how the Ravenclaws are never mentioned in the book? They're there. None of them talk except for a scattered few. Have we ever been in the Ravenclaw Common Room? No. Do we know what the average Ravenclaw thinks about? No. And so, in the spirit of the Ravenclaws, I give you,
Welcome to Ravenclaw, Newbie
It was all rather amazing to Alice. Ever since her letter of acceptance to Hogwarts had come, Alice's life had changed drastically. First of all, her mother had stopped leaving windows open. The woman had become paranoid with the owl flying into their house and all. Alice's parents were muggles, after all.
Getting all her supplies for school had been very exciting. And she couldn't forget the train. The Hogwarts Express was amazing. And the platform! Alice still giggled whenever she thought of herself running through a wall.
Now, Alice was standing with all the other first years, waiting to be sorted. Alice was so excited. She felt as if she were-
"PSSSST! HEY! PSSSSSST!" Someone whispered rather loudly. Which makes no sense. How does one whisper loudly? I suppose it is an oxymoron.
Alice turned her head, looking for the source of the oxymoron. Whoever it was, they were awfully rude for interrupting her stereotypical first year jitters. Did nobody have any sort of decency these days?
"Hey! When people say PSSST, you're supposed to answer, batbrain!" Alice frowned and turned all the way around, coming face to face with another girl.
"Yaaaaagh!" Shrieked Alice.
" Hello, Yaaaaaagh. I'm Erin." Said the strange girl. She had mud brown hair and eyes to match.
" Actually, my name is Alice." Replied Alice, which was strangely redundant. She held out her hand. Her parents had always told her to be polite and make a good first impression.
Alice's parents, however, had never told Alice how to react when someone embraces you in a crushing hug instead of shaking your hand in a polite, yet distant response.
" Nice to meet you. Want to be friends? I'd like a friend and we are about the same height. I like things to be equal. What's wrong with your hair, though? It is yellow."
Alice flushed and stared at the floor. When she had gotten one of her spell-books, she had attempted to make her usually sandy hair become more blonde. It had failed. The result: yellowness.
" I would like to be your friend. Thank you, Erin." Alice responded, nodded. Erin opened her mouth to say something, but was cut off as the previously lifeless hat on a stool began to sing.
" It's alive!" Exclaimed Alice, jumping backwards.
" Of course, you dunce! It sorts us into our houses." Erin whispered fiercely.
" Oh." Said Alice, glancing at the hat as if it might leap off the stool and attempt to devour her head. Alice had an awfully tasty head.
After the song had finished, the Sorting began. Alice watched, fascinated, while Erin yawned throughout the entire scene. By the time Alice's name was called, Erin appeared to be sleeping on her feet.
" Robins, Alice!" Alice adjusted her yellow hair and marched up to the hat. She sat on the stool and the world disappeared as the sorter was placed on her head.
"You've got all the qualities of a Ravenclaw." Whispered the voice of the hat.
" Um...yay?" Said Alice.
" Yay, indeed. Rowena Ravenclaw was quite the vixen. If only I had been human..."
" Oh God!"
"RAVENCLAW!!!!"
(Coming Next Time: Alice and Erin get the grand tour of Ravenclaw's Common Room)
Author's Note: Ever noticed how the Ravenclaws are never mentioned in the book? They're there. None of them talk except for a scattered few. Have we ever been in the Ravenclaw Common Room? No. Do we know what the average Ravenclaw thinks about? No. And so, in the spirit of the Ravenclaws, I give you,
Welcome to Ravenclaw, Newbie
It was all rather amazing to Alice. Ever since her letter of acceptance to Hogwarts had come, Alice's life had changed drastically. First of all, her mother had stopped leaving windows open. The woman had become paranoid with the owl flying into their house and all. Alice's parents were muggles, after all.
Getting all her supplies for school had been very exciting. And she couldn't forget the train. The Hogwarts Express was amazing. And the platform! Alice still giggled whenever she thought of herself running through a wall.
Now, Alice was standing with all the other first years, waiting to be sorted. Alice was so excited. She felt as if she were-
"PSSSST! HEY! PSSSSSST!" Someone whispered rather loudly. Which makes no sense. How does one whisper loudly? I suppose it is an oxymoron.
Alice turned her head, looking for the source of the oxymoron. Whoever it was, they were awfully rude for interrupting her stereotypical first year jitters. Did nobody have any sort of decency these days?
"Hey! When people say PSSST, you're supposed to answer, batbrain!" Alice frowned and turned all the way around, coming face to face with another girl.
"Yaaaaagh!" Shrieked Alice.
" Hello, Yaaaaaagh. I'm Erin." Said the strange girl. She had mud brown hair and eyes to match.
" Actually, my name is Alice." Replied Alice, which was strangely redundant. She held out her hand. Her parents had always told her to be polite and make a good first impression.
Alice's parents, however, had never told Alice how to react when someone embraces you in a crushing hug instead of shaking your hand in a polite, yet distant response.
" Nice to meet you. Want to be friends? I'd like a friend and we are about the same height. I like things to be equal. What's wrong with your hair, though? It is yellow."
Alice flushed and stared at the floor. When she had gotten one of her spell-books, she had attempted to make her usually sandy hair become more blonde. It had failed. The result: yellowness.
" I would like to be your friend. Thank you, Erin." Alice responded, nodded. Erin opened her mouth to say something, but was cut off as the previously lifeless hat on a stool began to sing.
" It's alive!" Exclaimed Alice, jumping backwards.
" Of course, you dunce! It sorts us into our houses." Erin whispered fiercely.
" Oh." Said Alice, glancing at the hat as if it might leap off the stool and attempt to devour her head. Alice had an awfully tasty head.
After the song had finished, the Sorting began. Alice watched, fascinated, while Erin yawned throughout the entire scene. By the time Alice's name was called, Erin appeared to be sleeping on her feet.
" Robins, Alice!" Alice adjusted her yellow hair and marched up to the hat. She sat on the stool and the world disappeared as the sorter was placed on her head.
"You've got all the qualities of a Ravenclaw." Whispered the voice of the hat.
" Um...yay?" Said Alice.
" Yay, indeed. Rowena Ravenclaw was quite the vixen. If only I had been human..."
" Oh God!"
"RAVENCLAW!!!!"
(Coming Next Time: Alice and Erin get the grand tour of Ravenclaw's Common Room)