Harry Potter stared absently out the window of the Hogwarts Express. He
found it hard to believe that this would be his last year at Hogwarts
School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It seemed like only yesterday that he
had received the letter that changed his life forever. Ron and Hermione
were snuggled together on the seat across from him.
"What's wrong?" Hermione pulled her lips away from her boyfriend's long enough to inquire their friend.
"Can't believe it's almost over, that's all." he shrugged.
"I can't wait. You watch and see Harry. . .bet you get scouted by all the Quidditch teams. . .you're set no matter what you decide to do." Ron commented, almost jealous toward the end.
Harry offered a weak smile, then went back to staring out the window. Ron and Hermione resumed their cuddling and kissing. After only a few moments of silence, their compartment door flew open and in walked Seamus Finnegan, a fellow seventh year.
"Have you lads *seen* the new girl?" he asked with a dopey grin, leaning in the doorway.
"New girl? Seamus, don't you think you're a bit old to be looking at the first years?" Hermione asked gently.
"First year my ass. . . she's a sixth year. . . an American girl, just transferred from Durmstrang. . . guess her parents thought she'd straighten out her act at Hogwarts." Seamus explained. "Only thing I can see wrong with her is she's taken to hanging around Malfoy and his goons."
"Well, whatever she looks like, I can guarantee you she's nothing compared to my Mione." Ron smiled, pulling his girl closer. The two had gotten together the summer after their fourth year and had been happily together ever since.
"Ronald, she's nothing like Hermione. . . she's. . . I can't explain. . . " Seamus, always dramatic, began to back out of the compartment, "I'll just let you gentlemen. . . and lady. . . see for yourselves once we reach the castle." And with that, he was gone.
"Honestly. . . that boy. . ." Hermione shook her head with a sigh.
"I didn't know students could transfer from one school to the next." Harry said to no one in particular.
"Oh sure. . . but you have to have a damn good reason and a helluva lot of money to do it." Ron nodded.
"Think she's all that Seamus has made her out to be?" Harry looked at the two, but they were so engrossed with one another, that they hadn't heard him.
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When they reached the castle, Harry, intrigued by Seamus' description, immediately began looking for the new girl in the crowd. Unfortunately, his efforts were fruitless and he finally gave up and took his usual seat at the Gryffindor table. Though he hated to admit it, Harry had been feeling terribly left out as of recent. Ron and Hermione's relationship had become so intense and solidified, that, though they didn't mean to, they often times forgot that Harry was around.
While Harry was off in his zone, the sorting had begun, and he only began to pay attention after the Sorting Hat sang it's traditional song and first years began running to the appropriate tables. The ceremony seemed to go faster than usual this year, he noticed, or maybe he'd just been not paying attention a lot longer than he had realized. Once all of the younger kids had been sorted, Professor Dumbledore, Hogwarts Headmaster, stood with a small smile.
The chatter and giggles that had filled the hall a moment ago died the moment he rose from his seat.
"Welcome to what will surely be a great year." He greeted. "I have but one announcement, and then we all can enjoy the feast. This year, we have a new student who has transferred from Durmstrang. When I met with her parents over summer holiday to discuss her transfer, we sorted her into Slytherin. I expect that you'll all find the time to give her a warm welcome." Then, with the wave of his hand, the food appeared on the table. "Let's eat."
Everyone immediately began to eat and catch up with their housemates. Harry felt truly at peace as he sat at the table and conversed with Dean Thomas and Neville Longbottom. Hogwarts was the only place (aside from Ron's home, The Burrow) where Harry felt like he belonged.
After the feast everyone left for their dormitories, pushing and shoving to be the first ones there. Harry, however, in no hurry to go to bed, hung back and allowed everyone to go ahead of him.
He was walking, paying no attention, when he walked into the person in front of him, knocking them over.
"Oh my word. . . I'm so sorry." He caught the person, whom he could now tell was female, before she hit the ground.
"Oh. . . don't worry about it." She turned to face him with a smile.
He was taken aback. Her hair was very long, all the way down to her buttocks, and jet black with streaks of bright red. The darkness had contrasted with her milky white skin. Her eyes were the bluest he'd ever seen, outlined in thick black liner, and framed by long, curled black lashes.
She laughed lightly at the look on his face. "I'm Rio. . . Rio O'Malley. . . Slytherin." She extended a hand to him.
"Harry Potter. . .Gryffindor" He accepted. He had noticed a ring in her tongue as she spoke, and her full lips were colored a deep shade of red.
"Charmed." She smiled. "Well, I'd better get off to bed. . . maybe I'll see you around, Harry Potter of Gryffindor."
"I hope so." He nodded. Harry couldn't help but watch as she walked away.
Once entering the dormitory, Harry went straight to bed, only to find Ron in his, sitting up and reading a book.
"What kept you?" Ron looked up at his friend's arrival.
"Saw the new girl." Harry replied absently.
"Is she everything Seamus made her out to be?"
"Let me put it this way. . . she's, different."
"What's different?" Ron asked skeptically.
"Goth. . . sexy. . ."
"That's not too different, the Goth is different. . . but sexy is quite common around here. . . I mean, have you looked at some of the girls this year. . . " Ron whistled appreciatively.
"Trust me, they don't make em sexy like this girl is at Hogwarts." Harry assured his friend as he dropped onto his bed.
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"What's wrong?" Hermione pulled her lips away from her boyfriend's long enough to inquire their friend.
"Can't believe it's almost over, that's all." he shrugged.
"I can't wait. You watch and see Harry. . .bet you get scouted by all the Quidditch teams. . .you're set no matter what you decide to do." Ron commented, almost jealous toward the end.
Harry offered a weak smile, then went back to staring out the window. Ron and Hermione resumed their cuddling and kissing. After only a few moments of silence, their compartment door flew open and in walked Seamus Finnegan, a fellow seventh year.
"Have you lads *seen* the new girl?" he asked with a dopey grin, leaning in the doorway.
"New girl? Seamus, don't you think you're a bit old to be looking at the first years?" Hermione asked gently.
"First year my ass. . . she's a sixth year. . . an American girl, just transferred from Durmstrang. . . guess her parents thought she'd straighten out her act at Hogwarts." Seamus explained. "Only thing I can see wrong with her is she's taken to hanging around Malfoy and his goons."
"Well, whatever she looks like, I can guarantee you she's nothing compared to my Mione." Ron smiled, pulling his girl closer. The two had gotten together the summer after their fourth year and had been happily together ever since.
"Ronald, she's nothing like Hermione. . . she's. . . I can't explain. . . " Seamus, always dramatic, began to back out of the compartment, "I'll just let you gentlemen. . . and lady. . . see for yourselves once we reach the castle." And with that, he was gone.
"Honestly. . . that boy. . ." Hermione shook her head with a sigh.
"I didn't know students could transfer from one school to the next." Harry said to no one in particular.
"Oh sure. . . but you have to have a damn good reason and a helluva lot of money to do it." Ron nodded.
"Think she's all that Seamus has made her out to be?" Harry looked at the two, but they were so engrossed with one another, that they hadn't heard him.
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When they reached the castle, Harry, intrigued by Seamus' description, immediately began looking for the new girl in the crowd. Unfortunately, his efforts were fruitless and he finally gave up and took his usual seat at the Gryffindor table. Though he hated to admit it, Harry had been feeling terribly left out as of recent. Ron and Hermione's relationship had become so intense and solidified, that, though they didn't mean to, they often times forgot that Harry was around.
While Harry was off in his zone, the sorting had begun, and he only began to pay attention after the Sorting Hat sang it's traditional song and first years began running to the appropriate tables. The ceremony seemed to go faster than usual this year, he noticed, or maybe he'd just been not paying attention a lot longer than he had realized. Once all of the younger kids had been sorted, Professor Dumbledore, Hogwarts Headmaster, stood with a small smile.
The chatter and giggles that had filled the hall a moment ago died the moment he rose from his seat.
"Welcome to what will surely be a great year." He greeted. "I have but one announcement, and then we all can enjoy the feast. This year, we have a new student who has transferred from Durmstrang. When I met with her parents over summer holiday to discuss her transfer, we sorted her into Slytherin. I expect that you'll all find the time to give her a warm welcome." Then, with the wave of his hand, the food appeared on the table. "Let's eat."
Everyone immediately began to eat and catch up with their housemates. Harry felt truly at peace as he sat at the table and conversed with Dean Thomas and Neville Longbottom. Hogwarts was the only place (aside from Ron's home, The Burrow) where Harry felt like he belonged.
After the feast everyone left for their dormitories, pushing and shoving to be the first ones there. Harry, however, in no hurry to go to bed, hung back and allowed everyone to go ahead of him.
He was walking, paying no attention, when he walked into the person in front of him, knocking them over.
"Oh my word. . . I'm so sorry." He caught the person, whom he could now tell was female, before she hit the ground.
"Oh. . . don't worry about it." She turned to face him with a smile.
He was taken aback. Her hair was very long, all the way down to her buttocks, and jet black with streaks of bright red. The darkness had contrasted with her milky white skin. Her eyes were the bluest he'd ever seen, outlined in thick black liner, and framed by long, curled black lashes.
She laughed lightly at the look on his face. "I'm Rio. . . Rio O'Malley. . . Slytherin." She extended a hand to him.
"Harry Potter. . .Gryffindor" He accepted. He had noticed a ring in her tongue as she spoke, and her full lips were colored a deep shade of red.
"Charmed." She smiled. "Well, I'd better get off to bed. . . maybe I'll see you around, Harry Potter of Gryffindor."
"I hope so." He nodded. Harry couldn't help but watch as she walked away.
Once entering the dormitory, Harry went straight to bed, only to find Ron in his, sitting up and reading a book.
"What kept you?" Ron looked up at his friend's arrival.
"Saw the new girl." Harry replied absently.
"Is she everything Seamus made her out to be?"
"Let me put it this way. . . she's, different."
"What's different?" Ron asked skeptically.
"Goth. . . sexy. . ."
"That's not too different, the Goth is different. . . but sexy is quite common around here. . . I mean, have you looked at some of the girls this year. . . " Ron whistled appreciatively.
"Trust me, they don't make em sexy like this girl is at Hogwarts." Harry assured his friend as he dropped onto his bed.
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